Crossing Boundaries

This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially.

Please note that all characters are clearly over eighteen and written as such in all stories.

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There was no option to refuse, though Kael was glad to get something a little calmer, considering Giselle hugging him tightly. The embrace was fleeting, enough to tell that there was a friendship between them too, that she was not merely his assistant and bodyguard, but she knew better than to prolong it. They followed Oshun back inside, following more easily back into the role of student and teacher, for it felt better for those dynamics to be in place, especially at university.

That was not, however, helped in the slightest by the fact that her leather attire had not covered as much of her backside as Kael might have hoped, leaving most of her glutes exposed, the firm muscle showing through the light definition of her scales. Oshun did not appear phased at all by it or her state of undress, though her home drew his attention a little, heart thumping, blood rushing to all the wrong-right places.

Photos on the wall, developed with magic-infused film, showed her with other dragons, episodes of training, students of hers too, he thought, though he didn't like to spoil the moment and ask. He was enjoying the view too much, relaxing a little, the tension that he had held in his back and shoulders merely borne from his concern about the fight. At the very least, he had a way to disable an opponent without hurting them, which had been a prime concern of his when it came to defending himself, before he had more magic at his disposal. In Kael's opinion, that couldn't come soon enough.

"Er..."

Kael raised an eyebrow, finding stairs under his feet, the dragoness ascending ahead of him, tail swinging back and forth.

"Should I follow? Should I go through to the...living area."

"It's up here, Kael."

Was there something more to her tone? Giselle flashed him a grin, but Kael only shook his head and frowned at her. It wasn't the right place for that kind of talk. But he followed, all the same, moving more slowly, waiting to be told to go back at a moment's notice, though maybe he knew, even then, just what was to happen.

It all became clear when they entered what was evidently her bedroom, laid out with deep blue sheets and a colour scheme that reminded him of the pictures of the ocean that he had seen, everything tactfully chosen to reflect her tastes. Yet none of that mattered as her eyes locked onto him with a smouldering glow, smoke curling from her nostrils, the hint of flame bursting at the back of her throat.

"Your prize," she hissed huskily, tail snaking back and forth, "is to have sex with me, if that is something that you'd enjoy Kael. I believe that the loyalty of your servant will ensure that this is kept just between us, but I could think of no better prize to offer to one who has so cunningly bested me in battle."

He stepped back, holding his hands up, but Giselle blocked the way, affecting a hopelessly naïve air, not quite allowing him to make an escape as something heated up, molten fire simmering through his veins.

"Oh... Oshun, I'm..." He fumbled for words, the rips of his ears pink, though he couldn't get his words out in the order that he wanted them to appear. "That's...kind, but I don't think... I mean, I'm a student!"

"And clearly old enough. Your ages of consent are similar to ours."

She advanced, slipped her brassiere-type wear from her neck, unclipping it at the back, letting it slide down over her breasts, revealing them. The nipples perked up softly as if they had merely been waiting to be freed from firm restraints and Kael gulped, trying to look away even if all the dragoness did was draw his attention. Rather than being fiery, she simply was magnetic just as she was, drawing him in, closer and closer, closing the distance between them in a far sultrier fashion than she had out in their sparring match.

He tried to resist her, but his heart simply wasn't in it. Why would he hold back as she removed her brassier completely, tossing it aside, working on the thong-like bottoms, the straps that dangled down her thighs that had fluttered so beautifully in the fight? His fingers twitched for her and Giselle gave him a low "woof" nudging his shoulder, though she was not about to leave the room either, not when her master was exposing himself and his vulnerability to a large, predatory anthro species.

Oshun traced a claw over his face, breathing softly, her warm breath flowing over him as he groaned. Her hands ran down his shoulders, down his sides, and he was pressed up against her before he understood what was happening, her attire falling away completely so that she was nude, the dragoness murmuring in his ear, kissing, nuzzling, tongue running along the soft curve of it.

"You can leave any time, Kael, if you want. But I think I saw something in you, that you wanted this too. And your ability to overpower me is...enticing."

He could not hold back, not even sparing the canine a second look as Giselle had already very clearly given him her blessing, kissing the dragoness as deeply as he felt able. Her snout shape was not all that different to the wolf's and dog's that he had made out with before, but she was taller, bigger, stronger than him -- all things that he could not deny were incredibly alluring. He wanted it, she was right, and he told her that passionately through his deep kiss, their tongues tangling, though it was hers that dominated the moment, perhaps because it was so much larger than his, winding around and around.

The moment, however, was theirs to take as Giselle sat down with her back against the door, guarding though she was sure too that there would be no one else by there. Oshun was the type of leader, a dragon, that would make sure that all bases were covered whenever proved necessary, even if the dog could not betray her training. While her master enjoyed himself, the dragoness slowly and tenderly stripping him of his clothing, she would watch and wait, lingering there, her ears pricked. She may not have been able to push her hand between her thighs, for that may have implied more of the truths about the nature of her relationship with Kael than she was prepared to admit.

Still, he could watch as Kael was laid bare over the bed, the dragoness softly taking the lead, though everything came about through consent, nothing there that all of them did not want to happen. Kael groaned, his arms flung back over the bed, though the dragoness took advantage of that, purring and nuzzling down his body. The strangely throaty croons passing her lips were not sounds that either of them could have expected to come from her, but they were almost cute, Kael stroking her face, those split horns, though he could reach no more.

That was a shame, at least for Kael. He groaned, stroking her muzzle, letting her suckle passionately on his fingers, the first experienced female that he had ever been with. Oshun led the way, showing him what she wanted, positioning herself over his face, her thighs straddling his head, lowering her pussy to his sex, though he only groaned and pushed his face between her legs with raw passion. His tongue delved into her sex, something that he could have explored a little more with his wolf and dog partners, swirling inside, exploring her, finding out just what it was that made her moan for him.

It did not take long for him to find her clit, playing his fingers across it as he drank in her sweetness, more delicious and sweeter than the mangos that humans cultivated in giant greenhouses. The fruit of her sex drooled lusciously around his chin as he lapped and licked, intent on his pleasure and hers even as her hand closed around his shaft, stroking, teasing, showing him what delights could be gleaned there. Giselle watched attentively, though neither Kael nor Oshun were paying attention to her.

It didn't matter, not when the canine could absorb everything for her own too, taking it all in as she whimpered and tipped forward, intent as Kael pressed up into the dragon's pussy. It was hot to watch and she squirmed in place as her hips tried to push back, panting lightly, needing something more, even if it was not something that she was able to take for herself. No, Giselle could only watch as Kael was driven to such a fever-pitch of need that he scrambled and scraped to get his feet under him, grunting thickly in the back of his throat as he tried to thrust up, panting heavily, sweat glistening on his bare skin. In his pants at least, he matched her.

"There, young one..."

Oshun hissed, though the moment slipped away as she dipped her muzzle to his crotch, showing him exactly what shared pleasure could look like, though it was her flexibility that made such a position possible. Kael gasped, head swimming, clinging to her, barely able to concentrate on pleasing her too, for she was very much the teacher in that moment and him the student. Which was, in a way, the way it was meant to be, though not quite as he had expected. Not that Kael was complaining, of course...

He wanted the moment to last forever, the feel of her scales pressed against his bare skin alluring, fascinated and aroused at the same time, running his fingers over them repeatedly. His tongue delved into her honey pot, unable to get enough of her sweetness, and he moaned against her sex, humping and grinding, lost to himself and the lure of her tongue as it twined again and again around his shaft. Maybe he should have been more concerned about her teeth than he was, but being with both a wolf anthro and a dog had rendered him a little carefree about that, more so than he should have been.

She sucked on his shaft, her tongue curling around and around, though her lips did not quite close on his dick as much as Giselle's. Perhaps Giselle had had more practice in that or the dragons, or other anthros, that Oshun had been with before were not quite as breakable as humans? He felt oddly vulnerable, still, before her, panting, running his hands over her backside, drawing back only to admire her, to kiss her rump, feeling the smoothness of her flesh give only until the pressure of his lips reached the layer of hard, tight muscle below.

Her tongue teased around the head of his cock and he couldn't help himself, twitching, moaning, a leg jerking as if he was a horse objecting to some treatment, kicking out, though all Kael wanted was to linger where he was. He was where he wanted to be heart, pounding, his cock harder than ever, every drop of pre-cum that tentatively spilt forth swept up by the dragoness' tongue.

She wasn't his teacher, not only that, as she turned to face him, licking his flavour from her lips, a feral look in her blue eyes. Oshun took his hands, placing them on her breasts, Kael's grin conveying, clearly, just what he felt about that.

"Are you ready, Kael," she purred, "to feel the heat of a dragon?"

He smirked, matching her glee with his own while Giselle gave a needy little bark that she simply couldn't hold in, guarding the door.

"I think that's a silly question to ask, Oshun..."

He'd never heard his voice dip into such sensuality before, but all was right as she straddled his hips, kneeling astride for the depth she would need. Her scales glittered in the low, tasteful light, the curtain flapping faintly where the breeze teased inside, though he helped her a little by positioning his cock so that it pointed up, allowing her to sink more easily onto a length that she had never had before.

But that was all Kael managed to do as his hands closed a little more firmly on her breasts, wanting to squeeze, wanting to grope, but a part of him not quite knowing how far he could go. Lust, however, was not something that could be shoved down after the door to it had been opened, the dragoness hissing through her teeth as she took his length, seated perfectly inside her as her hot, wet folds gripped his shaft.

"Ohhh..." She moaned, head tipping back, though she did not expose the vulnerable expanse of her throat for more than a moment. "Your shaft..."

Kael, however, never got to hear what she thought about his shaft, though it may have been too crude to spill in a first time -- at least between the two of them. The larger dragoness' muscles bunched and tensed, contracting obviously as she rode him, rising and falling into a rhythm that the sexual part of her body knew intimately. It was not even something that she needed to think about as her sex gripped his shaft, playing with him, rippling and pulsing around his length in a play of control, yet that control was only over her muscles, her own body. It sought to milk pleasure from him, sweet moan after moan, though Oshun had so much more to share with the man than what she had given so far.

He appeared pale, weak, slender -- but he was none of that and she had been a fool to not see the strength in him. Overpowering her had turned him from a mild attraction into something as fiery as a full-blooded drake in the heat of battle, her fiery breath clawing and flickering in the back of her throat, begging to be released. Even though most in her dwelling had been fire-proofed, however, it was not considered good form for one to let loose their fiery breath, if they possessed that physical attribute, without due cause.

The heat of her, instead, curled through her entire body, running hotter than other anthros and most certainly humans. His fingers gripped her breasts, playing over her nipples, and Oshun moaned out loud in delight as he tweaked them, giving her a hint more sensation, a little more of an electric thrill that had her bucking even more needily on his shaft. The warmth of him rose to meet her every time she sank, a light brush of hair at his crotch, that hair only present on some parts of him, unlike the case for dragons (hairless) and anthros (often hairy).

Still, she could not do any less than follow instincts, allowing his hands to roam, one playing with her breasts, stimulating the sensitive nerve-endings there, his free hand stroking her stomach, the flat tone of it, down her side to her hip. The light dance of the man's fingers would have been exotic and erotic enough on their own, but her wet sex closed around him, pumping him deeper, her thighs not even aching from how she rode him. Her body was primed for so much more physical activity than that, though her stamina came with other perks. One of those was getting off more than once, often in close, quick succession.

Her moans twisted with his, though Kael recognised a hint of the tightening in her body, how she tensed her muzzle a little more, twisting it to the side. That was a little like what Celine did when she was riled up, but Oshun was not a wolf and had her quirks and tells too, little things that would show more than words ever did. Not that he had to delve into all that in the heat of the moment, panting openly, the dragoness bracing her hands on his chest, grunting and groaning, heaving her body back onto his length with raw, wild abandon.

He was ready for her as she climaxed not once but twice on his length, her clit not even stimulated since he had explored her with his tongue and lips, her juices flowing swiftly, coating his length more than it already was. Her essence pooled around his crotch, thick and dripping, yet flowing too, the sheer volume of it making it such that it dripped down between his legs, a light sensation on the curve of his backside at the point where it pressed down into the bed. Yet it was the pulsing and rippling of her sex around his length that caught his attention the most, bucking, thrusting up into her, finding halfway decent purchase on the bed, while it groaned under their bodies.

Kael had to have her, had to keep going, the lure of climax driving him on, her body milking him for all it was worthwhile she soared into a third climax, stifling a roar, wings snapping out to either side of her body. The buffeting gusts of shifted air cooled the sweat on his skin, but did not calm him enough to hold back as he suddenly gripped her hips sharply, dragging her down on his cock as if his strength in such a position would help him keep her there. Of course, when it came to physical strength alone, the dragoness was stronger than him; there would be the chance for him to catch up in that realm of physical prowess later.

Yet they showed themselves both to be vulnerable in the moment of orgasm, Oshun bowing her body over his as her wings beat the air, flapping, gusting him, her pussy tighter than ever around his cock. He couldn't think straight, barely able to even weakly through in rhythm with her, moaning until that point of orgasm that stripped all breath from his lungs.

Left gasping through climax, the dragoness' warm breath washed over his face as he tried to cry out, again and again, not a sound leaving his lips beyond a strangled gasp. Breath would return to his lungs in due course, but the moment was theirs as his seed flowed into her sex, her body as eager for it as he was to deliver it, the tip of her tail curling around his ankle with a hint of a possessive air. He would not be allowed to leave until she had had every drop of his cream, his toes curling, Oshun moaning, rolling her shoulders back, the highs of orgasm teasing a warm glow that felt like a spiderweb of sensation encasing her body, all in the afterglow.

"Mmm... I knew it was right to offer you this prize..."

She teased him lightly, playfully, licking his cheek, treating him as a partner rather than a student, though the lines between them were already too blurry to bring back to their old levels. Not that they wanted to or had any inclination to change things back to how they used to be, lying close in the afterglow, his shaft slowly softening inside her.

It was tender, oddly so, even if it was an unexpected fling that may or may not have been supposed to be. In the end, however, Kael had to leave, kissing Oshun on the cheek with a shy smile and a blush that did not beget him after such acts, stretching slightly to reach. She had chuckled and run the backs of her fingers over his cheek, which only made him blush more, Giselle rolling her eyes: yet another little thing that she had picked up from being around Kael and other humans, before going to the university, so much.

"I hope you will come to seek out my company again, Kael," she murmured, eyes smouldering with burning intent. "I have enjoyed it even more than I thought."

With his shaft surely still coated in her juices, if drying, he made his excuses, need rising again, making good his escape at a better time before he could be dragged back in for another round. The funny thing was, he suspected that he might have a particularly randy wolf and dog on his hands that night, which wasn't a bad thing at all...

To say that he was lucky was an understatement.

Yet his leaving left Oshun with other things to consider, her desires satisfied and sated for the moment. The dragoness donned a long, flowing robe that she left open at the front, the silken embroidery caressing her scales erotically, though it was something that, to be fair, she only wore when she was alone. Some things, finer things, were to be kept for oneself and oneself alone.

She could not deny that he was pleasing to her, the kind of male that she would like to spend more time with in bed, if he was amenable to that. That he had overpowered her... She shivered. That was even more attractive than she had let on, the fire of lust in the pit of her belly flaring up again at the mere thought of it.