Night time Visit

Story by Abyssaldemon on SoFurry

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A story written for Tankana over on FA

Tankana belongs to himself

The rest belongs to me.


Heavy air whipped past his face as he silently bounded through the forest in pursuit of his quarry. She had been on his territory, and she would pay the price. His silhouette faded from view, his will activating a cloak around him. Now he was as invisible as he was silent. Her breaths were sharp and hurried. As fast as she was running, he couldn't blame her.

Tankana's feet pounded against the ground in a quiet fury, putting as much distance between her and whatever was following her as she could. The mission had gone to hell, and cover was blown from the start. They had been waiting for her to show up. A mole in the organization probably ratted her out. Not only that, but after she took refuge in a cave after fleeing the base, something attacked her. It struck at her with blinding, terrifying force. She would almost say it was magic being used against her. She slowed, reaching a small rise in the forest from where a waterfall flowed down, into a pool at the base. This was as good a place as any to stop. She had run far enough.

Putting the bag of gear down, she began to strip her heavy duty covert-ops suit off. The thing was bulletproof and durable as hell, but it weighed a ton and had no ventilation. And she had been running the last several miles. She panted heavily, sweating profusely. Splashing water on her face, the liquid felt cool and refreshing. Such a blessing.

Tucking back in a small alcove, she sat in her undergarments feet in the water. The base was far enough away from here, and that cave was as well. She should be safe.

The red and black dragon peered over the edge of the waterfall, spotting tank below. She was still breathing heavily, calming down from the sprinting. She had these spikes all along her head and down her back, to the tip of her tail. Golden-yellow hues spotted her coat. The fur looked silky soft even from this distance. But she was not to be trifled with. Those arms, legs, and body were toned, but muscular as hell. Her jaws ferocious. She could tear him in half during a fight for sure.

The dragon stood, his red skin and black torso made him a shadow in the night. Two horns protruding out of his cranium were flanked by two ears that almost looked feline. A row of whine pearly spikes ran down his back to the tip of his tail, which ended with a arrow point.

Crouching above, he waited for the opportunity. Seeing this predator down there was exciting for him. He licked his lips. She was a predator, but she was the one being hunted.

It was late. Tank needed to get some sleep for the long walk back to her extraction point tomorrow. She made herself a sleeping mat in the alcove, laying down and gazing out into the forest. Thoughts turned to her parents and what they would say when she got back. She felt a small pit of disappointment at how the mission turned out. She had failed. And though they had known exactly what she was trying to do in there, she had nonetheless, almost been captured. She was mentally beating herself up for that one. Her eyes fluttered to a close, and put a peaceful smile on. Felines always slept well, regardless of the situation. Somehow, the encounter in the cave had been completely forgotten about, in her haste to get away.

The dragon let out a murr, climbing down the cliff toward Tank. He gave a toothy grin. It had been awhile since he had encountered anyone else in the forest that he called his home, much less a female. A silent jump down, and he landed not 3 meters away from the sleeping Tankana. He could feel the excitement growing inside him, the warm arousal of sex enthralled him. He was going to have a very good night tonight.

He crawled up over the sleeping female, inhaling her scent, nuzzling the fur. She stirred. He froze in place.

Using his will power, he gently lulled her to a deeper sleep. A blue aura surrounded her head, falling in and making skin contact with her. She let out a sign and relaxed back. Close one.

He smiles and pressed his body against hers. He didn't wear clothing out here, and she had taken hers off to sleep. He smiled and licked her collarbone gently, just with the tip. She let out a content sound, probably from her dreams. He pressed his nose against her breasts, the soft mounds caressed his nose, almost making him sneeze. He cut the front of her bra open, giving him a wonderful view. He kissed and licked her right nipple, savoring the softness. The tenderness he showed her could have passed him as her lover. His teeth nipped at her breasts, causing her to make small jerking movements from pleasure in her sleep.

"mmmm..." she made another small sound of happiness.

His hands massaged her sides and back, occasionally making a pass over her rear, feeling her fine curves, taking time to feel every detail of the female. If he wasn't already aroused...he sure was now.

"Beautiful..." His deep voice crooned over the sleeping Tankana, hands caressing her body. She was deep in slumber, thanks to his will.

His fingers wandered south, to the line of her soft panties, solid black. Oh how he loved that color. Gingerly working his fingers under the fabric, he pulled them down to her knees, revealing his prize beneath. The smell...strong and sweet...flowed from her nethers, only making him want her more. His long serpentine tongue caressed her slit, the taste hitting him hard. He teased her lips apart, getting his tongue deeper inside. She was a unique one...very unique taste. His hands cupped her rear, lifting her against his face.

Tank moaned softly, the pleasure felt through her dream. Her hips began to press against the dragons mouth, trying to seek the source of the pleasure.

Opening his mouth wider, he eventually pressed his lips against her mound, sucking softly in her entire vulva. Oh how good females tasted....he had almost forgotten. She was nice and wet now. She was ready.

Licking his lips, he pulled himself back, on his knees. His erect black shaft was ready, and had been. A smear of cum had collected at his tip from excitement. He carefully moved up her, straddling her chest and presented himself to her maw. He changed the dream, she was on the battlefield, and had found a lollipop, unwrapping and sucking on it. He went ahead, putting his cock in her maw, and audibly moaned as her strong tongue began to work his throbbing member. Sucking sounds began to resonate in the alcove and forest, which only served to excite him. His head rolled back, bowing down while his eyes went half-closed. This was great...damn she was good...

His cock pulsed and shot a jet of cum out, causing him to withdraw quickly and tremble, trying to keep himself from finishing. He wasn't ready yet. He wanted one last thing from her.

He moved back, lifting her rump and hips up, his head positioned against her lips. He moaned again as he pressed into the pussy of that tight, sleeping Liogron. So warm and tight, soft, wet....It was a dream come true. His hips moved on their own, bumping against her thighs as he rocked them back and forth.

The sound of moaning and skin against fur floated out of the Alcove. He couldn't hold on any longer. He had to cum in her now...right now. A sharp inhale, and be released his pent up sexual energy inside her, feeling it get flooded with semen. He couldn't help but to let out a shuddering "Oh....ooooh..." As his body was rocked with spasms of pleasure. Holy hell...he needed that....

His gaze turned to the Liogron beneath him, still asleep by his design. He smiled and kissed her cheek. "A little present for you..." He muttered, referring to the load he had just unleashed.

The dragon pulled out of her, cock soaked with her lube and his cum. Her tight pussy leaked down her rear, pooling on the ground. He scratched a noticeable note into the rock before departing for the night.

"Abyssal thanks you, Tankana."