Best Friends ~ Matthias and Chrystyl

Story by Eirene Crimsonpelt on SoFurry

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#3 of Old Stories NOT being Continued


_NOTE: This story is a RP that Dinosauri and I did. Matthias is copyright to him, and Chrystyl is copyright to me.

PERMISSION FROM DINOSAURI: Matthias says: Saturday, February 14, 2009 (9:31 PM)

oh and if you wanna use it for a story or anything you can ^_^_

Sighing, the wolf grabs a couple of bottles of vodka, another of rum, and a couple of bottles of good scotch whiskey from her collection, seeing that she'll have to restock it soon, then headed out. Her latest boyfriend was a total ass, literally and figuratively speaking, and she just could take it anymore. She needed to vent with her best friend, and hoped that he's had better luck with his latest girlfriend, but if not, they'd be able to commiserate even more that it seemed the world was against them finding someone who was perfect for them. Getting to her best friend's pad, since he only lived a couple houses down from her, she rang the doorbell and waited for him.

The raptor paced up and down his room, thinking his relationship wasn't going too well and he was thinking how to blow his girl off. Then he heard the doorbell and peer out his window. The sight of his friend lifted him up slightly, and he ran down stairs to greet her. He opened the door and smiled. "Hey! How you doing?"

"Life sucks! You know that, right? Wanna get drunk with me, so I can drown my sorrows once more?" The sight of him lifted Chrystyl's spirits some, and then she lifted the bottles she brought with her, showing him the variety of drinks she had to offer. But her eyes showed the problem she was having, the very recent breakup with her latest boyfriend.

"Yeah, I know life sucks. Thanks for the booze. I ain't got much besides my emergency six pack, heheh... Come on in, please." He stands back and allows her to enter. Even though he said life sucks, with his friend here to talk to, he felt things could only get better.

She slips in, heading to his kitchen with the booze. Once there, she pulls down two glasses and pours them both a drink, her tail swaying behind her as she turns and smiles up at him. "Here's your first drink," she says softly before picking up hers and grabbing the open bottle and carrying it with her to the living room. "So how's it going with your girlfriend?"

He chuckles as he sips the drink and goes into the living room, sits on the couch and sips again. "Aahhh...not well. I think I'm gonna end it. It's just not working." He sighs and drinks again.

"Looks like we both have a reason to get smashed then, not just me," she says with a small laugh, her eyes lighting up in amusement. She wasn't in a sipping mood, and as soon as she sat down, she downed her first glass and poured herself a second one. "Why do we always find the ones that don't suit us? Why haven't we stopped trying to find someone? Why do we keep making the same mistakes?"

He sighs reassuringly. "It's just life, I suppose. We'll find one eventually, I'm sure," he said even though he felt like there was no one out there for him. He let another sigh as he poured himself a drink and downed it.

Chrystyl downed her second drink, the warmth of the alcohol spreading through her, making her feel a little better about life in general, though not much yet. She poured herself a third glass, then leaned against her best friend, her breasts rubbing against his side. "You know, I just wish we both could find just who we want." She thought of exactly what she wanted in a mate, and knew that her best friend was the one she wanted.

Matthias felt her breasts rub against him and he felt a rush of lust run up his spine. Trying not to think about it too much, he poured himself a third glass and downed it. As he peered over to her and hugged her reassuringly, he felt something different and more cozy about her. Figuring it was the drink, he dropped the idea, thinking in his more rational mind, that there was nothing more than friendship behind it. "Yea, I do, too."

Downing her third glass, she then poured herself another, then looked at him again, turning towards him, nuzzling into him before downing the fourth drink. She wasn't sure how to let him know, but she wanted her best friend. Maybe he was why she hadn't found anyone. Maybe she had longed for him and no one else could live up to him in her mind.

Downing his fourth glass, he felt a little concerned. As she nuzzled his chest, he wondered if it was the drink but he knew that it took more than a few drinks for her to get drunk. He didn't know what to do, so he just nuzzled her back and smiled.

Lifting her head, she looked up at him, her eyes only slightly hazed from the alcohol. Picking up the bottle, she shook it, then poured the remainder into his glass then slipped from the couch, losing her balance and her muzzle ended up in his lap, brushing against his member. "Whoops, sorry. Didn't mean to lose my balance." She grinned at him, then made her way, slightly weaving, into the kitchen to grab another bottle. She carried it back to the living room, then stumbled, landing in his lap, her rump rubbing against his member as she leaned over and got her glass then filled it, and downed this drink before refilling her glass.

He knew, by now, she was up to something. He wondered if she really wanted to do him. He tried to resist his natural urge to erect his member as he downed more drink and hugged her tightly. "You know your such a good friend..."

"So are you. And that might be our problem with our other halves. They just can't live up to our best friend." She grinned as she spoke, her tongue slipping from her muzzle to slide over his cheek. Her rump still rubbed against him, as she was trying to get him hard. She wanted him to fuck her. She knew why her relationships never worked. She wanted her boyfriends to be like her best friend, but none of them were, so she found ways to break up with them before things got too serious.

He still tried to resist going hard. He was completely puzzled as to why she was acting like this. Was she that drunk or was she really into him? Eventually he was unable to resist any longer and his member poked out of his slit and poked at he rump. He began to sweat in embarrassment. "You want another drink?"

Chrystyl murred happily as she felt his member poking her rump as she rubbed against him, and smiled over her shoulder as she leaned forward, her short skirt rising up, baring her rump at him. She fumbled to get the bottle - didn't she leave it here? - until she was bent over the table, looking for the bottle, her skirt baring her entire bare bottom to him, and he could see the slickness of her slit.

He let out a deep breath as he stared ominously at her rump, his member becoming fully erect and pressing against his jeans. He had to let it out, the pain was too great. He unzipped his fly and his large reptilian member sprung out as he let out a sigh of relief from the pressure being relieved from his member.

Finally she found the bottle and pushed herself back up, then back into his lap, feeling his cock rubbing her slit as the tip teased her entrance. "Mmmmm,..." she murred in pleasure, feeling him against her. Her juices flowed from her, coating his cock in slickness. She wanted him to take her.

He kissed her on the neck as he slowly found his way to her slit. His shaft throbbed as his cock tip gracefully pushed into her slit. He raised his head, "Are you sure you want this?"

She murred in pleasure as she felt him pushing into her slit. "Yes. I'm more than certain. I want you deep inside me, fucking me. I want you. Please," she murmured, turning her head to the side and licking his cheek. "Mmmm.... your skin tastes so good."

He smiled and kisses her on the maw as he slipped his cock ever deeper into her slit, feeling her warm insides against his strongly throbbing member. "As do you."

She murred in pleasure as she felt his thick cock pressing deeper into her, her pussy clenching around him. Her tail brushed against his chest as it swayed behind her. Her eyes closed as she murred, "Ooohhh, you feel... mmmm... soo good inside me.... more, please... fuck me more..."

His member was nearly completely inside her, but he needed more leverage to fit his knot in. He was unable to do much in the position he was in. "Ok. I will, but lie on the coffee table, please."

She lifted herself from his cock, whimpering at the loss of his cock inside her, then laid herself on the coffee table, her tail hanging down from the table to brush the ground. Her legs hung over both sides of the table, letting him see her slit, which was aching to feel his cock deep inside her again. "Please... hurry... I want you."

"I shall!" He quickly plunged his cock back into her slit and embraced her tightly as he began pounding her slit, being careful not to hurt her while his tongue entangled with hers.

Her legs wrapped around his waist as he plunged into her, a loud yelp of pleasure slipping from her before his tongue entangled with hers in a kiss. Her inner walls clenched around his cock, gripping him as he thrust into her repeatedly.

He held onto her shoulders, rubbing them with his thumbs. His cock leaked some pre that mixed with her femme liquids which produced a stung musk which filled the raptor with lust as he pounded her with the sole intention of knotting her.

She murred repeatedly as he thrust into her, taking her completely. She knew from the scent of the musk they produced together that they were meant to be together. Her paws slid over his shoulders and up and down his back, stroking him.

He wanted to say something before he knotted her, so he blurted it out in the heat of the moment, "I-I love you Chrystyl, I know that now." He felt his knot slapping against her slit as he pounded her hard as his knot went in a little more each time.

"I-I love you, too," she murred. "It was why I teased you." She felt his knot slipping into her with each thrust, and brought her legs up along his sides, giving him better access to her to knot her as he spilled his seed inside her. She wanted to feel him filling her up.

He gave a roar as he drove into her one last time, finally knotting her and climaxing at the same time, wave after wave of warms raptor seed was sent deep into her slit.

She let out a softer yelp, followed by a howl of pleasure as he roared above her, his knot pushing into her, holding his cock inside her as he climaxed, his seed filling her as she had hoped for, her walls clenching around him as her own orgasm hit her. Her paws gripped his shoulders, her claws scratching his back slightly.

"That's it. Scratch me," he said as he left his cock inside her till the violent throbbing had subsided. He kissed and hugged her tight breaking off to pant heavily.

She let her claws scratch his back as she returned his kisses and hugs. "You know, this is the reason nothing's worked for us before in past relationships. We must have always been hiding what we really wanted from ourselves as well as each other." She murred softly, finally feeling that sense of satisfaction after sex.

He softly withdrew from her and looked at her lovingly. "You're so right, my dear. I suppose I never did it because I didn't want to lose you as a friend." He scooped her up in his arms and proceeded to carefully carry her up to his room.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, murring in pleasure as he carried her upstairs. "And I didn't want to lose you. But I think our friendship and our relationship even stronger. Why can't we be best friends and together?" She nuzzled his neck and licked his cheek as he made his way to his room with her in his arms.

He carried he inside and set her down on the bed removing his pants and shirt before leaning over her and looking deep into her eyes. "Exactly! I want you as a friend as a lover. You do both spectacularly!"

She murred happily at his words, her arms rising to run over his arms. "As do you, my love. As do you. Now how about we get me out of these clothes and make love again?" A gleam entered her eyes as she looked at him, wanting more of him.

A tear formed in his eye. "Yes. Whatever you want, my love." With that, he helped her in removing her skirt and top before he lay next to her and hugged her tight.

She gave a happy whine, before squirming down him. Hovering over him, she nuzzled him, her nose rubbing his slit, wanting his cock to come back out to play. Her tongue slipped from her muzzle to lick around the area, teasing him. Her eyes gleamed in happiness as she looked up at him, then she turned around over him, her slit, still aching for him, staring him in the face.

He smelt the strong musk and couldn't resist tasting it. He buried his muzzle into her slit and flicked his tongue inward to taste her soft insides.

She murred against his slit, letting her tongue slip into him, licking the area until his cock slid back out so she could lick and then suck on him. Her nose kept nuzzling him, taking in his scent as her paws slipped down to tease and massage him, urging him out of his slit.

He once again became hard as he delved deeper into her slit, slurping up all the mixed cum and femme juices.

She murred happily as her tongue swirled around his cock as it emerged from his slit, then suddenly, she took him into her muzzle, suckling on him, her head bobbing up and down as her muzzle moved along his cock. Her paw wrapped around his cock and she started stroking the length of him that was not in her mouth already.

Matthias removes his muzzle from her slit to moan loudly from the pleasure he is receiving from her suckling.

Chrystyl whimpered, though she didn't stop suckling on him, fully enjoying his taste on her tongue. She wiggled her rear over him, wanting more, and giving back more.

He inhaled, plunged his muzzle back into her slit and exhaled blowing a warm current of air into he slit before he resumed the licking of her walls.

She moaned in pleasure as his warm breath drove into her slit, letting the moan turn into murrs as his tongue went back to sliding along her walls, penetrating her slit, making her grow wetter with desire.

He picked up her femme juice and swallowed it down as his cock oozed pre.

She suckled harder, murring at the taste of his pre, her tongue lapping at the tip of his cock when she moved up his length, swirling it around his tip and delving it into the opening before sliding back down, sucking all of his length down into her throat.

He moaned into her slit as he continued to slurp and lick her slit with great delight as his cock throbbed due to the approaching climax.

Her walls clenched around his tongue, her body shaking with her own impending orgasm, louder murrs slipping from her muzzle. Suddenly, her body stiffened for a moment, a muffled howl of pleasure coming from her as she kept her muzzle wrapped around his cock, cumming hard into his mouth.

The warm cum dripping into his maw sent a wave of pleasure down his body which made him climax shooting wave after wave of ropy cum into her maw.

She swallowed his cum as fast as she could, but some dripped out the sides of her muzzle. She kept suckling him, getting out every drop of his cum before lifting her muzzle from him and licking her entire maw with her tongue.

He pulled out her slit, panting heavily the scent of her cum fresh on his breath. "You are amazing!" He licked his lips dry before licking her slit clean and lying back down.

She murred in pleasure, both at his words and at the feel of his tongue on her again as she shuddered from the sensitivity between her legs. "Mmmm, Matthias, baby, you are wonderful. And I love you." She moved off him, and turned around on the bed, laying next to him, nuzzling him as she curled up against him.

"I love you, too" He embraced her close to him and nuzzled her cheek, feeling her warm soft fur against his hard scales. A tear formed in his eye as he kissed her maw passionately.

She slipped her arms around him, holding him close, kissing him back just as passionately. Lifting her muzzle from his, she saw his tear, and licked it away, savoring the precious, salty liquid as she leaned her forehead against his. "Baby, don't cry. I know that was a tear of joy, but you don't have to shed them. Just savor, as I am, the feel of us together, the connection we have already."

He murred as he stroked her head fur. "OK, but I love you so much, and our bond is so strong. I just feel stupid for not noticing it before." He nuzzled her as a strong sense of relief filled him up.

She nuzzles him back, murring in satisfaction at finally finding her other half. "You're not stupid, Matthias, or I am as well. I didn't realize it either, love. And all this time, I'd been comparing every male I've dated to you, and they've all come out lacking. Just because they aren't you. I didn't even know what I wanted, but apparently my body did, as did yours, and when our minds kept going for the wrong furson, well, we have what we had. Problem relationships, bad breakups, you name it, it happened to one or the other of us. I'm just glad we found each other."

"As am I, my sweet." He noticed his clock on the wall read 11:15 p.m. "Whoa! Is it that late? Well, I suppose we should get some sleep. What do you think, my love? He stroked her head fur.

She rubs her head against his hand, murring in pleasure at the gentle touch of his hand stroking her fur. "It's still early for us, love, but I know I want to either sleep here with you, or with you in my bed every night. And I think your bed is the bigger of the two. I just want to wake up with you in my arms and me in yours." She shifts her head to be able to lick his cheek before nuzzling his neck, murring.

"Well, shall we get under the covers, at least?" He murred at the nuzzling she gave his neck, and he nuzzled the top of her head in return.

Nodding, she murrs softly, then tugs him with her to the edge of the bed, then stretches up the bed to grip the edge of the blankets, giving him a good view of her rump and tail, then pulling it back as she wiggled back to get onto her paws and knees before pulling the rest of the blankets down to where their knees were.

He chuckled and slipped under the covers slowly, exposing his slit to her. He pulled the blankets over him and hugged her again, then he slipped his paw down her back to feel her rump. He looked at her, murmuring, "Your tail is so bushy, my dear."

Chrystyl grinned up at Matthias, murring in pleasure at the feel of his paws running over her soft fur. "But it makes for a great feather to tease you with."

Matthias chuckled and pointed out the feathers on his head. "Ah, but you see, I got some to tickle you with too, my dear." He engaged Chrystyl once more in a long passionate kiss as he softly felt her rump.

She kissed him back, one paw running over his back while the other stroked the feathers at the top of his head. "Maybe we should try out the tickling at some point, my love?"

He chuckled and moved his paws up and down her back, softly stroking her. "Well, why don't we try it in the morning cause at the minute I'm quite tired?" He pulled her close so he could feel her breasts against his pectorals and her warm, furry body against his cool, scaly one.

"Mmmm, love, you feel so good against me," she murred softly. "I can wait for the morning. But just realize, my tail may brush against you during the night."

"Well, ok, but you realize that during the night, my body temp drops quite a lot and I may feel like an ice cube by morning. Besides your tail is nice and soft. It would feel lovely to have it brush against me" He reached down under the covers and stroked her tail, then with his other paw felt her breast. "Do...do you mind if I have a taste?"

She murred softly, nuzzling into his neck. "If you become an ice cube, I'll just add blankets to keep us warm." Her head fell back as his one paw caressed her rump and the other one stroked her breast. "Mmmmm, no, Matthias. Please, I want to feel your muzzle on my breast."

He leaned down and softly started suckling on her breast as he caressed the other with one of his paws while his other paw ran up her back. stoking her gently.

Chrystyl moaned as she felt Matthias's head against her chest, his feathers caressing her jaw and cheek as he suckled on her breast. Her paws cradled his head to her as her tail swished up from the bed, thumping the bed with each down-stroke. Her pleasure was building faster and faster.

He suckled happily on her breast and moaned with pleasure. He had never suckled a breast before as his species doesn't have milk glands. He wanted to taste it so bad, though. He suckled harder and stronger as he heard her moan louder and louder.

She murred loudly, arching her back even more, pressing her breast to his muzzle and his paw as his other paw kept stroking her back fur. Unable to stand not having his cock in her, she rubbed her slit against his slit, intending on getting him hard. She wanted him inside her again. She felt as if she would never get enough of him.

The warm feeling of her slit rubbing against his was enough to get his cock to poke out and start rubbing against her slit. He continued suckling her breast, hoping she would lactate into his maw as his hand moved up her back and onto her head and rubbed her head fur softly.

She murrs loudly at the feel of his cock rubbing against her, and she pushed him to his back as she mounted him, sliding her cunt over his cock. Her breast stayed in his mouth as her back arched and suddenly, her milk shot into his muzzle.

He tasted her warm, sweet-tasting milk as he hilted her, swallowing her milk, murring as he continued to stroke her all over.

She murred even louder as she felt his entire length in her pussy, his tip pushing against her cervix, nudging it open. She started riding him, shoving her cunt further at him each time she came down his shaft. "Mmmmm, Matthias, you feel so good inside me. And you know just where to stroke me..." She squirmed slightly, moving her hips around as his hands stroked over her fur.

Matthias grabbed her ass cheeks hard as she rode him magnificently, squeezing them playfully as his cock spat pre all over the insides of her cunt. "Yes, I do, my love."

She growled in pleasure as his paws grabbed her ass cheeks, squeezing as she rode him, his cock spitting its pre against her. She licked her muzzle, moving even faster over him. "Mmmmm... Love..."

His hips bucked upward as he panted heavily and gently moved one of his hands to her round firm breast, softly squeezing it. "You know, I'm still a little thirsty, love."

"Then suckle on my breasts, love. I'll give you more of my milk, especially as your milk fills my womb," she murred softly to him as she leaned down, her hips still moving over him as his hips bucked up into hers. She loved the feel of his paws on her, and his cock buried inside her.

He smiled as he moved his other hand up to her back as he pulled her close, placing his drooling maw over her breast and softly suckling and tasting her warm sweet milk. This extra burst of pleasure caused him to climax and his hips bucked violently into her knotting her as cum spattered up into her greedy little cunny.

Her back arched slightly, her breast staying in his maw as the sudden spraying of her insides with his cum caused her to orgasm, her walls clenching his knotted cock, milking him of his seed, a howl of pleasure slipping from her muzzle. "Ohh, Matthias,..." she collapsed against him, cradling his head to her breast.

Weakened by the both of them climaxing, he suckles less and less till eventually her broke off to catch his breath. "Well... seem... as you... like... my cock... inside you... can I just... leave it in there all night?" He says as more of her milk dripped from her breast and onto his muzzle.

She murred in pleasure, nuzzling his neck in pleasure. "Mmmmm.... that sounds... Wonderful..."

"Good... I like it when your happy." He raised his head level to hers and engaged her in a long kiss as backwash from his suckling on her breasts flowed into her maw and his tongue slowly stroked hers.

She returned his kiss, her tongue dancing with his as she tasted her own breast milk. After breaking the kiss, she looked at him, yawned slightly, and lay her head on his shoulder. "Now you've done it, Matthias. Now you've worn me out. And it feels wonderful."

"Well, its good to know." He felt her soft warm fur against his thick dry scales as a tear ran down his cheek. He brushed it aside and pulled the blankets over his wolf lover and, as promised, kept his cock in her slit, even though by now, it had started to loose its hardness.