Gift of the Magi's Forest - CH 2
#2 of Gift of the Magi's Forest
Friends as lovers. The oldest of traditions it seems. When two companions meet for a tryst among the radiate landscape of the magi Irwin's homeland, a beautiful destiny is about to unfold.
"Gift of the Magi's Forest"
Chapter 1
by: Juna of SoFurry
Irwin (c) Fringecore
Densetsu Tenspirits (c) Juna
The familiar touch of Irwin's hands slipped over the feline's hips. She adjusted to his ridged length pushing into her channel. Water splashed about the mating couple, with the illuminated flora bearing witness to this moment. Densetsu grabbed the dragon's shoulders and lifted up from his hard flesh. Cool air rushed between her legs at the sudden feeling of emptiness, but the trick here was to give the dragon something more than a simple romp.
Irwin discovered, much to his delight, a pair of round breasts swaying before his eyes. He sure in the Nine Hells was not about to miss out on this opportunity. With a growl the dragon dived into the valley of his beloved tigress and set to adoring her bosom. His lips kissed the soft breasts then his tongue lapped over the budding pink nipples. The whiskers about his muzzle slithered up against the large mounds. Both tendrils claimed their respective peak before their master went to task. The sounds of his muzzle flapping might be childish to some, but the lust hardy know that no one passes up a well-endowed woman!
Irwin tasted the pink buds. Their ends puckered up and pointed out from arousal. He saw the warm smile of Den's lower lip. The dark pink of her muzzle turned to a smirk before long. She lifted Irwin's chin up to eye level. Den gazed lovingly into the cobalt eyes of her lover. The walls of her sex squeezed on the black length deep within. The muscles held onto the member working around the thickness, that was until Irwin shifted. Irwin continued to sample the lovely feline's teats. He suckled from the right and rolled the nipple of the left. A loud smack left Irwin's muzzle after he feasted from Den's teat.
"Hungry for what a whelp might want?" Her words teased the dragon.
Irwin refused her to do such an evil thing. He took her by the hips and drug her from the glowing waters. Densetsu shivered from the cold air hitting her body. Another sensation stormed her as well. Once he took her from the waters, his ebony length slipped out, leaving her with an unfinished hunger. She blinked up into the eyes of the magi looming above her. A feral growl emitted from his tight lipped muzzle. She wondered what exactly she'd gotten herself into.
"Your teasing earned you this..." He growled and positioned the tapered end of his member at her entrance. Without ceremony the tip pressed in, met resistance, and popped through the petals.
Her ears flattened back. The wet intrusion produced a snarl from her lips. She knew tempting the dragon cost her. Irwin happily reminded her the consequences of fraternizing with a powerful magi. He angled his hips and pressed forward with his weight, but his depravity didn't end there. Den watched him grab her right leg and hoist it up and over his shoulder. Moans left her muzzle. He found the means to make her pay for harassing his needs.
Densetsu closed her eyes when he started moving. The fluid strokes of his member, added with the ridges, made her heart thunder in her chest. Irwin enjoyed hearing his temptress mewl under him. As he thrust into her honey pot, her pleasured cries grew louder. This was a sensual encounter. Two enamored lovers tucked away in the privacy of a secluded forest, with only the radiance of the world to shelter them. Irwin sensed Densetsu's heightened state. How she tightened and flourished with his increased momentum.
He groaned under his breath. It felt good to be sheathed in a warm belly. Someone tight enough to give him a challenge, but willing to give all they could. Den's hunger matched his own. They took what the other gave without question. He loved seeing her writhe each time he shoved back inside. Irwin relaxed his hips and followed through with slow thrusts. Densetsu looked up at her magi and gave him a curious glance. Why had he slowed?
Irwin grabbed her hip and moaned out to her, "I am far from done, shaman."
He winced as he pulled out from her. The small room of her channel wished not to relinquish him hardened flesh. But the thick length slipped out with a wet slurp. Irwin's member exhibited a glossy sheen from their love making. His pre-seed and her female juices polished him to a shiny finish. Irwin was far from finished.
Den realized he was moving her. He held her up by the waist and situated her in a new position. Getting up was a chore. Her half lidded eyes made out the figure of Irwin putting down her leg and lifting her up by her middle. He managed to gently place her up on her knees, guiding her arms out in front of her. Den grasped his intentions and settled to all fours. She pushed her long hair from her face. Irwin looked into her eyes, seeing the flush crept into her silver cheeks.
No doubt Densetsu Tenspirits was a lovely feline. Her majesty became accented by the glow of the Magi's forest. Irwin kissed her cheek then pressed his muzzle to her ear. "You truly are a queen."
She blushed at his compliment. The idea of being royalty shocked her. How could a simple tigress be a mighty soothsayer. Her woes were put to rest. Irwin ran his paw down her belly, rubbing in small circles. He went as far as her paw print tattoo. Den looked over to him and shuddered. Her whole form shook from anticipation.
"Gods, Irwin," She adjusted to his length stretching her open once again. The incredible feeling of fulfillment washed over her already flushed body.
Den dug her fingers into the ground. She raked her claws through the grass as Irwin heaved back and shoved all the way in to the hilt.