The Royal Secret part 18: Waking Up
#18 of Stories of Cabalton
More for the benefit of those who don't want to read the nightmare itself, so I'm not sure if I'll add much to this chapter. It's time to find out just what that nefarious uncle and the duke have been planning!
A warm, sticky fluid woke Phillip up as it poured over his chest, and he opened his eyes to see that Rachel had rolled them over in her sleep so that she was lying on top of him. Another gush of her unconscious ejaculation worked its way into his fur, her erect penis slowly pulsing between them. He smiled blearily at her until she finished, and gently shook her until she woke up as well.
"Phillip...?" She moaned, "I'm sorry...so sorry but it's gone now..."
This wasn't the reaction Phillip had expected from her waking up from a wet dream, "Was it that nightmare again?" He stroked her ears gently as they folded back in shame.
"Yes..." she whispered, "It was terrible...But I think...it's over. We were trapped, in the most horrible machine..."
"It was just a nightmare, sweetheart," Phillip murred back soothingly, "But it seems like it had a rather good finish to it," He wiped away some of the collected puddle of her ejaculate.
Rachel rubbed her nose into his soft fur before she slid off to the side, their tie having worked its way out of her while she tossed in her dreams, "Hold me like you did last night..." she asked as her own member began sliding back into her sheath, "Just in case it comes back..."
Phillip did so and nuzzled the top of her head as her breathing slowed.
"Phillip...when you told me how you didn't like...you know...tail-end stuff," she shivered slightly, "Can you tell me about the time when you found out?"
Once again the tamaskan was surprised, "Oh, well...that was a while ago. I don't really like to talk about it too much because I sort of...erm...well, it wasn't exactly my idea to try it at the time."
He felt her shaking as she began crying.
"No, no, sweetheart, it's all fine. I just know that I don't like it is all," he rubbed his fingers over her tummy trying to calm her, "We're all square now actually, he and I; just kid's doing foolish things from hormones and that. I told him to stop and he did, but I didn't really go for males again afterward."
Rachel snuffled as she tugged his arm tighter around her, "I'm never going to do that to you, my love...ever...I'd rather die than do that to you."
"Well, no need to be dramatic," he hushed, "Maybe someday down the line we can try it. As long as it's you...maybe it won't be so bad."
She gently kissed his arm and snuggled back closer, but he couldn't tell why she seemed to be crying again...