Forbidden Chapter 1
Forbidden Chapter 1-- Did I Make You Happy?
It was late in the afternoon at the "Cameron Estate," and, after a particularly stressful day at the office, its owner had fumbled his way home, out of all his clothes, except his boxers, and into his living room. Eric Matthew Cameron was still a young man, only in his mid twenties, but he had already worked his way fairly high into the echelon of the firm he worked for. And, there, he made enough money to own and drive his own Porsche, and to live in a large home, in the best neighborhood in town. Elated with his standing in life, a far cry from his meager beginnings, he had come to call his home his "Estate:" an exaggeration to remind himself how lucky he'd become.
But while his monetary value rose and rose...his personal life dwindled. His last boyfriend, a Badger named Lance, had only been using him for his money and had even been cheating on him. And since then, Matt hadn't even bothered with looking for anyone else. It had been two years.
After a while, though, it got to be too much for him -- the big empty house, the endless quiet nights -- but he knew he couldn't find another boyfriend with his hours. So he did the next best thing. He needed companionship, at the very least, so he bought himself a pet.
That pet was a small dragon he had found at a...we'll call it "the pound." It was a pet of the more sentient variety: it could walk on its hind legs, given the occasion, and could not only understand common speech, but had learned to speak it. The poor little guy looked so lost and lonely at the pound -- not hurt or underfed, just lonely -- and Matt couldn't help but pick him.
He had never seen anything so happy in his entire life, as when he picked the dragon. It clung to him, nuzzled him, and showered him in "thank you"s and light, happy yipping noises both at the pound, and for most of the drive home.
And on the way, he learned his new name. Sirrus.
Now, Matt sat in his living room, thinking back over the past two days, and how happy Sirrus was to see his new big house and his new BIG back yard, and about how little Sirrus had fallen asleep in his lap both days. He had snagged himself a very loving pet.
Matt, a maroon furred Otter & Raccoon mix, stretched out and yawned loudly. He twitched his huge, red and black ringed tail around at his side, stretching it, in its way, as well. After brushing his gray head fur, which had been that color since birth, out of his black masked eyes, he turned on his TV. It wasn't too big of a TV, he could have afforded the newest and best -- True LED, 3D -- but he never really cared to be a technology chaser, and his 720p LCD served him fine.
After a while, he gave up on channel surfing and yawned again. With a smile, he leaned forward to look down at his pet, who had curled up by his feet shortly after he sat down. With a small chuckle, at just how cute the dragoon looked, nude and curled up on the floor, he leaned down and brushed his hand across its head.
"You comfortable down there, on the floor, boy?" Getting no response to speak of, he petted him again, thinking that he might have just fallen asleep. "Hey, Sirrus...Sirrus? You awake, boy?"
Sirrus murred softly and scratched at his ear, turning a groggy eye up at his master. "Mmmm?" With a smile and another of those happy yipping noises Matt had grown to love, Sirrus hopped up onto the couch. He curled up again, now next to his master and with the underside of his muzzle lying on Matt's leg, just shy of his boxers. "I am."
Matt pulled him up a little closer, resting him against the side of his leg, and letting his head fall onto the lowest edge of his boxers. "How were you today, while I was off at work, boy?"
Sirrus nuzzled lightly at his master's silk boxers. "I played in here...then I took a long nap..."
Matt smiled down at him, happy to have someone to talk to, and rubbed his head gently. "That's nice..." He smiled at his pet jokingly, "You didn't get into anything did you?"
Sirrus looked away and nuzzled his master's leg again, obviously trying to distract him, "No..."
"Sirrus..." Matt lifted his pet's head up a bit by the muzzle. "Tell the truth, now..." but all Sirrus could do was whimper and tuck his tail between his legs, staying completely silent. So Matt, with a sigh and a smile, pulled the little dragon up, to sit on his lap, and nuzzled his cheek. "It's okay, boy; you're not in trouble. You're still new here still and you don't know all the rules. Just tell me what it was, and everything will be fine."
Sirrus looked up at him, and then to the Blu-Ray player by the TV. "I...I bumped it with my tail. It made a..." His face twisted in concentration, "a 'werrrrrr' noise..."
Matt chuckled aloud and smiled. "That's it?"
"Did it break?" Sirrus asked, his head hunkered down in worry, as he looked back up at his master.
Matt patted him on his head again. "No, I'm sure it's ok, boy. But be careful around that stuff from now on ok? We wouldn't want you knocking the TV over. And tomorrow I'll tell you the rest of the rules, ok?"
Sirrus just nodded and rubbed his head against Matt's furry chest & stomach. He then stretched, leaned his head low, submissively, and moved off the ottercoon's lap, to curl up next to him again.
Matt smiled, reached over, and petted his pet's side, moving his hand low to Sirrus's hip, and back leg, gently petting his side and haunches. Rewarded with murrs by Sirrus as the dragon moved closer to his master, Matt petted higher on his side and moved his hand on his pet's stomach, nearing his groin before stopping himself.
No. He moved his hand up, petting the little dragon's chest and stomach, instead. Matt reminded himself that he should be good; the dragon probably wouldn't appreciate that kind of attention. With another murr, Sirrus shifted himself and rolled over to lie on his back, loving what attention he was getting at least: the pads of the ottercoon's paws brushing along his chest and stomach.
Seeing that Sirrus seemed to be enjoying the petting, Matt scratched and petted in longer strokes, from his neck and underside of his muzzle, down to the lower area of his stomach. All the while Matt did his best to not look at the dragon too much. Sirrus's groin and sheath were so easily visible, and Matt didn't wanting his own to grow anymore than it already had from just this little bit of contact.
"Did you..." Matt spoke up, to break the silence, "Uhhm...did you go outside and play, any?"
Sirrus nodded quickly, his head leaning back to let Matt scratch under his muzzle more. "Yeah. I ran a lot. But out back -- not the front. I don't like the front..." Sirrus let out what Matt could only describe as a purr, and closed his eyes.
Matt, failing to maintain his willpower, began betraying myself and trailing his strokes even lower...but still a bit shy of Sirrus's fully exposed sheath. "What's wrong with the front?"
Sirrus's tail started to wag slightly, "Don't like cars...too many out front...and I can run fast in the back. I get all sweaty...but it's fun!" Sirrus let out a giggle after his hastily thrown together 'sentence,' and moved his head slightly, trying to find another, more comfortable, position.
Matt did his best to keep his strokes fairly consistent and shifted a little, as well. He was worried that all his pet's shifting would bring him a little too close to his crotch, since his head had already found its way back onto Matt's thigh, and was resting on his boxers again.
"So you like my back yard, huh?" Matt smiled "I'm glad..."
Sirrus opened his eyes back up and nodded quickly. "Much bigger than my last house!" He yipped out as he shifted again, his head getting very close to the bulge in his master's shorts. "And I like to run!" He yipped out again, giggling, "Being sweaty is fun. I walk inside and it feels cold!"
Matt, somehow, couldn't help himself, and nervously shifted closer, bringing the side of Sirrus's head very lightly against his crotch. Part of him thought he shouldn't, but he fairly certain that the little dragon wouldn't think anything of it; the ottercoon wasn't very firm yet. His paw was being even worse, though, as he began keeping his strokes completely down low on his pet's stomach and not trailing back up as much.
"Yeah about that, you don't think I uh...I don't keep it too cold in here do I?"
Sirrus giggled at his master's touch, not at all understanding what was going on, or where his head was. "Th...that tickles..." He squirmed as he laughed, his head rubbing the length and tip of Matt's still growing bulge. "No...I-I...I like it cold...feels good to...to sleep under covers." He forced through his fading giggle, and smiled up at Matt.
Matt was still tense. He had murred loudly and shuddered as his pet had brush his barely exposed tip through the fabric. Luckily, Sirrus hadn't noticed, and Matt shifted a bit, afterwards, thanking God that he didn't, yet. But his mind was shifting farther and farther elsewhere, and his words followed suit. "Maybe you can sleep in my bed tonight then; my covers are SO soft!"
"Yay!" Sirrus smiled widely at the thought, and tilted his head more, pressing and nuzzling against Matt's groin, not at all understanding what he was doing.
Matt tensed up suddenly. He stopped his hand's petting and flattened it out on his pet's stomach, as he quivered, closed his eyes, and let out a loud murr.
Sirrus looked up at Matt with a confused, worried look. "Master?"
"It...it's nothing boy." Matt smiled down at his pet and lightly rubbed the side of his head, trying to keep it in his lap, as he was loving the feeling of something against him again after so long. After a few moments of calming the dragon's worry, by petting his head and muzzle, Matt started stroking his torso again, this time moving his hand even lower down his pet's stomach, to the scales just to the right of Sirrus's sheath.
Sirrus simply shrugged, deciding he was sure that master was right and it wasn't anything important. He relaxed, purring at Matt's touch, and then stretched, turning to nuzzle against Matt's groin again, still with no clue as to what they were really doing.
Matt smiled, letting out a sigh at his pet's nuzzling touch as he grew bolder. He moved his hand over a little, and let his fingers run across Sirrus right beside his sheath, barely a hair away from touching it.
Sirrus giggled softly and moved his head again to smile up at Matt, in approval of the 'innocent' attention. This unintentionally rested his head right on top of his master's growing bulge. Matt, doing his best not to do anything he shouldn't, decided not to go much farther, however hard it might have been with Sirrus's head teasing at him like it was. He, though, couldn't bring himself to move Sirrus, and kept his hand rubbing where it was at, causing his index finger to brush against the side of Sirrus's sheath every few strokes.
"Sp-speaking of your last home," Matt managed to speak, "How did your master treat you? What was it like there?"
"He was mean...." Sirrus murred as he looked up at Matt.
"He ever let you sleep in his bed? Or lay with him on the couch, or on his lap, like this?"
"No...he made me sleep in the basement..." Sirrus's voice grew slightly scared, as he was suddenly worried he might not sound like a good enough pet, "I-I didn't leave though! I was good, and I did what he said! I-I stayed."
"Well he didn't deserve to have you, then!" Matt lulled out with a smile as his petting closed the last tiny gap closer to Sirrus's package: now every stroke brushing his index finger across the side of the sheath. "You can sleep wherever you want here! I'll even let you eat the same food I eat! And at the table with me!"
"Really!?" Sirrus perked up, lifting his head up and laughing, then darted back forward with a smile to nuzzle Matt's stomach just above the waist line of his boxers.
"Yep! You can sleep with me, and eat with me just like anyone else living at my house!"
"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Sirrus yipped out, looking very forward to bed time and supper time now, and moved his nuzzling lower, against Matt's filling sheath and balls.
Matt let out another rather loud murr as the attention caused him to stir in his sheath again, and, laying his hand lightly onto the back of Sirrus's head, he began to push against his pet's nuzzling. But he stopped himself yet again, as he realized what he was doing, and looked nervously down at his pet, almost scared. "I...uhh..." Matt gulped and stuttered, taking his hand off of Sirrus's head.
Sirrus only tilted his head in response, with his head still in Matt's lap, looking up at his master, only inches from his tenting boxers. "Master?"
"It...it's nothing Sirrus, that just uh...well it felt good is all...don't worry about it, boy." Matt stammered as he petted Sirrus again, stroking his muzzle a little and hoping he hadn't noticed how much bigger his bulge had gotten. "It's okay..."
Sirrus, still not understanding, tilted his head again "What felt good?"
"You uhh...you nuzzled against me...between my legs, boy...don't worry about it..."
"Nuh-zzuhld?" Sirrus smiled and turned his head back down, "Like this?" He yipped, and nuzzled Matt again, wanting to make him happy.
Matt shifted and took in a sharp breath, letting out a murr as his pet teased him once again.
"I'm sorry!" Sirrus yelped, pulling back a bit, and thinking that the reaction was one of pain. "I thought it felt good, I didn't mean to hurt!"
"No...no, boy..." Matt sighed out, not paying near enough attention to what he was getting himself into, "Go ahead...do it again, boy...it uhh...if feels really nice...it's good."
Sirrus nodded slowly. He was slightly skittish of what was going on, but knew better than to argue with his master, and he pressed down on the new bulge in his Master's underwear. Immediately rewarded with a moan from Matt, he pushed harder against it, but suddenly caught the scent of Matt's musk. All in one motion, he rolled over, sat up, and wrinkled his nose, having no idea what the smell was. "Wha-what is that?" He said, slowly, as he noticed the pink tip sticking out from the opening in the front of his master's boxers.
Matt looked down and hurriedly fixed his boxers, not having realized he was coming out of them. "That's uhh...that's just part of me, it's nothing dangerous..."
"Master?" Sirrus tilted his head again, "Why are you...n...nervous?" He struggled with his last word.
"I uhh...I guess I just get this way sometimes..." Matt sighed with a relaxing smile and slowly pulled Sirrus closer to him, leaning down and kissing his forehead. "I'm sorry boy, you don't have to uhh...nuzzle me down there if you don't want to. Did the smell bother you?"
"No...but I never smelled it before..." Sirrus shook his head and looked up at his master, "What was that, master?"
Matt hugged around his obviously curious pet, putting his hand on the front of Sirrus's back leg. "You know uhh...you have one of those too. I doubt you've never noticed it before."
Sirrus tilted his head playfully, and reached his paw down into Matt's lap, grabbing a hold of Matt's member through the silk fabric of the boxers, making Matt shiver. "One of these? What is it? Do I really have one?" He yipped out his words faster, louder, and more high pitched, his curiosity obviously getting the better of him.
Matt could only smile and shudder at the dragon's touch, as he took his hand off of Sirrus's thigh, "Yeah you do...it's right-" He reached quickly for Sirrus's sheath, grabbing a hold of it firmly, "-right in here..."
Sirrus whimpered and shook a bit, looking up at Matt, with an almost scared look on his face. "W...what was that...?"
"It didn't hurt, did it?" Matt purred sweetly as he rubbed along his pet's sheath softly. "It's supposed to feel good..."
"It feel...feels real good...." Sirrus purred back, and pushed down on Matt's bulge with his inexperienced paw again. "D...does that make you feel good, too, master?"
Matt murred, pressing up against his pet's paw. "Yeah...Yeah it does..." Matt took a few deep breaths, still caressing Sirrus's sheath, and looked down at him happily, "Listen, boy, if you don't like any of this, just tell me to stop and I will okay?"
Sirrus smiled innocently back at him, "Why wouldn't I like it? Is it bad?"
"A little...but, if you and I both like it...it can't be too bad, right?"
Sirrus kept his innocent, confused smile plastered across his muzzle "Yeah...yes master ...but why is it bad? Aren't we just playing?"
Matt, tired of playing around, now, rubbed a little harder on Sirrus's sheath, feeling it filling up a little in his hand, "Yeah...playing." He smiled, "You could call it that."
Taking that as an answer, Sirrus smiled back wider, and pressed harder on his master's cock.
Matt slowly lowered his free hand to his boxers, deciding that there was no harm in trying, and moved Sirrus's hand off of him long enough to undo the front of his shorts. He let the opening fall down around his fully aroused cock and brought it into the air.
Sirrus's happy eyes darted back and forth from his master's face and to his cock, as it was exposed before him, and he leaned down instinctively, to inspect it. He lowered right to it, sniffing it and absent mindedly licking at its tip. On perfect cue, Matt gave a jump and a quick yelp in surprise, scaring Sirrus, and causing him to back away again.
"I...I'm sorry, Master! I'm sorry!"
"No! No...it's ok..." Matt reached out and petted his head again, to reassure him, "It felt good, it just surprised me...could you...do it again?"
Sirrus only nodded submissively as he moved forward. He took the tip onto the end of his tongue and between his lips, and sucked it lightly, finding he rather enjoyed the flavor.
"Good boy...good boy..." Matt moaned, rubbing the back of Sirrus's head and letting his moan trail into a light murr. "That feels...great..." Matt slowly began to apply a little pressure to the back of Sirrus's head as he stared down at his pet. "Be a good boy and take it father in..."
Sirrus did exactly as he was told, of course, and extended his tongue, licking farther down the shaft before he took Matt's cock farther into his muzzle, almost half way, sucking hard but not really knowing what else to do.
"Oh my God, boy..." Matt eeked out through a moan and a sigh, "...you took to this quick..." He rubbed the back of Sirrus's head more, wanting to make sure and re-affirm that what he was doing was good.
As Sirrus giggled around Matt's length, loving the flavor, and suckling more through deep breaths, Matt just relaxed, letting his pet go to work. He leaned back and laid his head on the back of the couch. He couldn't believe how easy it was for him to get Sirrus to do this, and cursed himself for waiting to try, "Good boy...good boy..."
Sirrus wanted to make his master happier still, though, and tried to go farther down, but gagged and sat up, looking over at Matt sadly, and half scared. "I'm sorry!" He yipped, but Matt only breathed heavily, gasping slightly as his wet and sensitive cock hit the air, and leaned heavily on the couch to relax. He barely even heard Sirrus's frightened apology.
Matt leaned back forward, after a few long moments, and smiled at his pet. "Don't be sorry. You did good...that was good...you're making me very happy." Matt leaned forward slightly and smiled wider, "Are you having fun...playing our new game, Sirrus?"
"Y...yeah..." Sirrus just smiled back at him, not really knowing what to do next.
Matt smiled wide as he looked down between his pet's hunched back legs and saw his member standing at attention out of its sheath. "See...? I told you, you had one." The ottercoon cooed as he reached foreword and ran his hand across its tip. "You want me to make you feel good, too?"
Sirrus could only murr softly and nod as he lifted his front paws up to give Matt better access, and Matt, with a smile, pushed him back gently, setting him onto his rear. He moved in close to his pet, licking at the tip of his smaller cock as well, before slowly taking it into his muzzle.
Sirrus squirmed, whimpered, and moaned, loving the new feeling, as Matt licked along the underside of his cock and began to slowly bob up and down the shaft, sucking along his pet's length.
After only a few licks and bobs, Sirrus fell back, clawing lightly at the fabric of the couch. Matt knew that even if Sirrus didn't really understand what was going on, it still felt good for him, and the ottercoon sucked harder and started bobbing in slower, longer motions, causing his pet to murr and shake, whimpering slightly.
Wanting to make this as fun as he could for Sirrus, and not wanting Sirrus to hit what would probably be his first climax, Matt slowly pulled off. He licked all along the underside of the dragon's dick as he went, and then looked across his pet's pulsing stomach and chest, at his face.
"You like that?"
Sirrus quickly looked down with a wide smile. "This is fun!"
"Well then, you mind if I try something different? You may think it's weird..."
Sirrus tilted his head with a slightly confused look. "Of course, master..."
Matt smiled and pushed Sirrus back down flat on the couch, and moved lower. He wedged his short muzzle behind Sirrus's nuts and licked there as well, causing Sirrus to whimper loudly, and dig his claws into the couch.
Matt trailed lower, still, lifting up his pet's legs, and looked down at his pucker: tight, unused, soft, and waiting. Wasting no time, he dived just lower and licked across Sirrus's tailhole. Sirrus let out another purr, and began to let his front paw trace over his own cock, trying to do what his master had done to him earlier.
Matt, hearing Sirrus's whimpers and knowing that it must have felt good, licked harder against him, until he pushed his tongue in.
Sirrus gave a louder whimper at the sudden penetration and looked down, "Master?"
Matt pulled out and looked up at Sirrus, "I'm sorry, boy. You...you didn't like it?"
"I...I did...but..."
"But?"
"It felt weird...a-and it sorta' hurt....."
Matt nodded slowly and sighed as he moved up across Sirrus. He wrapped his arms around the little dragon and held onto him, tight in his arms, as he sat up. He moved around until he was setting back on the couch, right where he had been before, with Sirrus sitting in his lap. "Do you not want me to do it again boy?" He nuzzled the dragon's nose.
Sirrus looked around nervously and smiled, "If...if you wanna. It felt a little good..."
Matt shifted a bit as a thought passed through his head. With a smile and a nervous sigh, he pulled Sirrus closer against him, their still very aroused members pressing together. "I shouldn't be asking you to do this...but...you want to make me happy, right?"
Sirrus nodded without hesitation.
"Even if it might...hurt you...?"
"Hurt me?" Sirrus tilted his head.
"I want to...to put...my...well..." Not comfortable with saying it out loud, even though Sirrus was the only one that can hear it, Matt leaned forward and finished his sentence, whispering into his pet's ear.
As the sentence registered with him, Sirrus's eyes widened. "I...o...okay..."
Matt leaned back with a caring smile, "Are you sure?"
Sirrus nodded slowly as he stared back at his master, "Yes master..."
"S-Stop me if it hurts you, Sirrus, okay?"
"Okay..."
Matt lifted Sirrus up, just a little, and pulled him closer, pressing him against his stomach and chest. The ottercoon lowered him back down until his tip was against his pet's tailhole. The second they came into contact Sirrus jumped and held onto his master as tight as he could.
"I know you're scared," Matt scritched at his pet's back lightly, but held him still, tailhole & tip still in contact, "...but I don't want to hurt you...any pain will pass, okay?"
"Go on, master..." Sirrus nodded.
Matt responded with only a silent, gentle kiss on the side of Sirrus's muzzle, and started lowering him down farther. His tip pushed against and, slowly, past his pet's ring and inside of him. As it passed through, Sirrus let out a small whimper and a whine, both in pain and as his small cock made quick jump against the ottercoon's furry stomach. Matt just held tighter onto him and lowered him -- pushed him -- down more, slowly sliding his shaft into his pet's body as he kissed Sirrus's muzzle again to keep him calm and comfortable with the situation.
Watching Sirrus moan, and his cock making more and more jumps, Matt realized that his pet was quite preoccupied with the pleasure of it all, and slid him the rest of the way down the shaft, hilting himself in his pet's rear. As Sirrus felt himself filled for the first time, he cried out, as in that sudden burst of pleasure, he shot his very first load onto his and his master's stomachs.
Matt relaxed and held himself still inside of Sirrus as he let his pet's relaxed form slump down in his arms, "How'd that feel little guy?"
Sirrus breathed heavily onto his master's chest. "G...good....."
"Good. I'll try and make that happen for you plenty more..." Matt petted the back of the dragon's head, "But for right now...just hold on tight, okay?" He pulled Sirrus's legs up around his waist and stood up, "We're going somewhere more comfortable okay?"
"Okay..."
Matt walked out of the living room and up the stairs to his bedroom, rubbing his pet's back along the way, as each step shifted and drove himself inside of Sirrus's body. Once there, he slowly laid them down on his bed, Sirrus laid on his back with Matt on top of him, and he kissed Sirrus on the cheek as he started to pull back out of his pet slowly.
"Are you ready for this?"
Sirrus opened his mouth for a moment, to ask 'Ready for what?' but stopped himself, thinking it was best that he didn't question his master, and simply nodded instead.
Matt decided he'd talked enough and pulled back just short of removing the tip. He then pushed back in quickly, watching his pet cry out again and whimper. Forgetting what he was doing, apparently, he pulled out again and repeated the process, faster the second time, driving himself into Sirrus's tailhole. Sirrus, this time only bit his lower lip, letting the fucking continue without argument. It hurt...but he'd told master it was okay, even if it did.
Matt leaned his head down, kissing Sirrus and slipping his tongue into his pet's mouth, not sure that the little dragon would figure out what to do. He only hoped that the kiss could work as a distraction, as he began to build to a rhythm, fucking in and out of Sirrus's hole repeatedly. Sirrus though, only whimpered and leaned up into the kiss, not quite getting it, and only letting himself be kissed, but not kissing back.
Matt suckled lightly at his pet's tongue, licking the underside of it and trailing across the roof of Sirrus's mouth, trying to get him to focus more on the kiss still. As he did, he slammed harder into the boy, even lifting him off the bed, in his arms, and pulling him back against his hips with each thrust. Sirrus continued to whine and moan, soon falling limp in his master's arms, breaking their kiss. Matt pulled his pet closer still, but didn't think to stop, far too consumed in lust to think. He leaned in, taking Sirrus's shoulder into his muzzle, not biting down hard, but pressing his teeth against it none-the-less.
Sirrus, after a few more long moments of the constant pounding, cried out again, growing tense and shooting a second load onto himself and his master -- the second of his life -- then fell totally limp in Matt's arms, and slowly fell into darkness.
Matt continued driving into his pet's sleeping, lifeless body, not even noticing him passing out. He bit down hard on Sirrus's shoulder, feeling his climax drawing close, but Sirrus remained limp still. The dragon only grunted every so often, in his sleep, as his master pushed a few more times, hard into him, slamming his hips against Sirrus's rear. The ottercoon finally bit down hard enough that he tasted the smallest trickle of blood, as he pushed myself as deep as he could go, and tensed up, releasing himself inside of his dragon.
Sirrus's eyes shot back opened, but only half way, as he gasped slightly and grunted, taking his master's hot load deep inside of his small frame for the first time. After a few moments, Matt laid Sirrus back down onto the bed and breathed heavily looking down at him.
"T...thank you master..." Sirrus sighed out through his heavy whimpering breaths, "C...can...m-may I sleep with you?"
Matt could only look down over his pet -- the spot of blood on his shoulder, and how cute and innocent he still looked despite all of this -- and the ottercoon felt like beating the crap out of himself. He laid down with a whine and a sigh, and pulled Sirrus close to him. "...don't thank me...please don't thank me. Of...of course you can sleep here...any time."
Sirrus tried to smile, "D...did I make you happy?"
Matt sighed again and bit his bottom lip, "Don't think like that boy...please. That...that's not your job..." Matt reached up and touched the side of his pet's face. "Are you...hurt?"
Sirrus shook his head without even a moment's thought on the matter, even though it was a lie. He only remembered back to what he was taught by his old master. "I...Im fine...but are you happy? That's what I'm s'pposed to do! It's my job to...to make master happy." He lulled out, weakly, through an innocent smile.
Matt pulled Sirrus back up against him again. "Not if it means you get hurt..." No sooner did he say it, than he realized that his pet didn't really understand, and he sighed, "Y-yes, boy...you did good. You made me happy." Matt kissed Sirrus's cheek lightly.
Sirrus giggled absent-mindedly then whimpered as his shoulder happened to brush his master's arm. "I'm...happy too..."
Matt leaned in, and nuzzled beside the sore on Sirrus's shoulder. "I'm so sorry. I'll get this fixed up...it-it won't happen again."
"We won't play again?" Sirrus tilted his head, not really understanding what they just did. "I didn't do good?"
Matt sighed yet again, finally realizing that it would only hurt his pet's feelings if they stopped, "We...we will. You're a very good boy, and you've done very good. We can play whenever you want, but I just don't want you hurt again."
"B...but you're my master...you can do what you want..." Sirrus snuggled back close to his master, making sure to avoid anything touching his shoulder. "Even if I hurt."
"I can...but I shouldn't. Do you...do you understand boy?"
Sirrus began to nod, but then shook his head, still smiling, and Matt couldn't help but chuckle. He leaned forward, kissing Sirrus and slipping him the tongue again, just long enough to lap at his, then pulled back, smiling a little.
"We need to get to sleep boy...and, tomorrow, after I fix up your shoulder and give you a bath..." Matt startled a second and paused, expecting Sirrus not to like the idea of a bath.
Sirrus though, just titled his head. "Bath?"
Matt shook his head and smiled, "Remind me to hurt that old master of yours." He kissed Sirrus on the cheek, "You'll see what it is tomorrow. But anyway, after your bath, we're gonna' go out to the park!"
Sirrus smiled widely but got caught, mid smile, in a yawn. Matt just smiled a little wider, himself, at how cute his pet looked yawning, and he pulled their blanket up around them.
"Sleep well Sirrus." Matt lapped lightly at his pet's shoulder, hoping it would feel good, and maybe help ease the pain a little.
As he cuddled against the little dragon, Sirrus just leaned back close, and soon fell asleep in his arms.
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There we go! The soap opera, Forbidden, returns!!
* Starring: F. R. Borealis as Matt Cameron Cecil B. North as Sirrus *
I originally wrote this with my now-ex-boyfriend, Cecil. It was an RP that we were doing together, thus it being so very sexual for the first two chapters. Our third RP (Chapter 3) ended up introducing an actual story, though, at which point we decided to post it on here as a story series. It ended up being a very good idea, and got us a VERY nice fan response.
Cecil was a writer here as well, back in the Yiffstar days. If you want to check out the stuff he wrote back then, go ahead and look him up. His username on here is: Cecil_88
Side Note: Sirrus is neither a feral nor a cub...but he's closer to either of those things than he is a fully sentient and adult furry. If you like cubs, think of him as one...if you like bestiality, think of him as a feral...if you like poke/digimon, think of him as one of those. It's completely up to you! ^_^
Anyway, thanks for reading!
I welcome any feedback! Comment or PM me here, or email me at frostborealis[at]gmail.com I'll also be getting myself a twitter and a facebook dedicated to Borealis soon.
See you for the next 55 chapters of Forbidden! ^_^