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It was that time of the year again.
Selen’s cycle was approaching its rut and she wasn’t having a good time. After joining Nijisanji a short while ago, Selen totally forgot about her cycle from the excitement of being hired to do what she loved: playing video games. But this was getting out of hand! Each day she would become more and more agitated over nothing, snapping at the slightest provocation. The hormones coursing through her veins were a plague on her mental fortitude.
Sometimes she would imagine pushing herself against the first person she met that day. Holding them flush against the wall and grinding herself against them. Craning her head down to inhale their scent, lick and graze her fangs along their supple skin…
And she woke up from another wet dream. Her underwear was creamed full of sticky dragon fluids… This was the 4th time this week! Eventually, somebody will notice her sneaking off to wash her ‘dirty laundry’ every day and ask some questions she doesn’t want to answer. It wasn’t even her rut yet; these past days were just the build-up to the real thing… Selen needed to find someone to satiate her lust and fast or else she would explode. Not literally, but it would be a long two weeks to endure without a partner.
So she sought out the only other dragon in the Nijisanji EN house. Her sister Elira.
Elira’s cycle was on a different schedule. Something about being a solar dragon or whatever. But she was also in a committed relationship so who knows when she’s actually in rut. Those two do it whenever the fairy felt like doing it. Pomu loved Elira so much that anyone sleeping in the adjacent room could hear them loving every other night. Or so Finana says.
“Hey Elira,” Selen stopped Elira in the kitchen early one morning while the rest of the house was still asleep. Solar dragons woke up freakishly early. It took Selen 5 alarms to get her ass out of bed today, and on top of the spicy dreams she’d interrupted, it was stressing her out big time.
“Hey sleepy head, why are you up so early?” Elira asked. “You don’t look so good.”
Selen inhaled till her lungs burned. Then she puffed out a breath. “I’m going in rut.”
“Oh sheet,” Elira’s eye widened. “is it bad? Do you need to take some time off?”
“No, no, I’m fine,” Selen lied. She didn’t want to take time off so soon after being hired, it could set a bad precedent. This job was too fucking sweet to lose. “I just… Do you mind helping me out with it? Just for one, maybe two days. I swear it’ll go down after that.” Selen tried not to sound too desperate, but her voice cracked. She let out a laugh that sounded perfectly genuine and not forced at all. Elira probably didn’t buy it.
“Selen… I know we didn’t grow up together, but we’re still sisters. Wouldn’t that be kinda wrong?”
“I know, but that’s human rules. We’re not humans, Elira.” Selen’s stress was making her frustrated. She tried not to raise her voice but couldn’t keep it from sounding squeaky. She felt like a kid begging for candy. “I really love working here, Elira. I don’t want to risk things so soon. Do you think they know about dragon cycles enough to be lenient? Even if they give me the two weeks off, who’s to say they won’t start thinking me a lost cause because of my lame excuse?”
Elira was silent for a beat. Her eye trained on Selen’s in calculation.
The stare-down was a little intense, her addled mind was interpreting it some other way against her will. Selen could feel her waistband tightening under her long shirt. She tried not to fidget too much but her face was getting warmer and that was much harder to hide than a hard-on.
“Alright…” Elira said finally. “As a favor to you, I’ll help out. But just for one night! After that, you better keep yourself occupied, ok?”
Selen couldn’t believe her feathery ears, she never expected to actually get this far. At best she just thought Elira would help her find somebody else to sleep with, maybe give dating advice seeing as how Elira hooked up with Pomu so quickly after just meeting.
Selen didn’t know what to say to that. Nervous laughter bubbled up out of her mouth instead. “Hahah, ok cool! Thanks!” That was pretty cringe. “How about Tuesday? 11 pm? My room?” She made awkward hand gestures.
“Today is Tuesday,” Elira said.
“That’s right! Gosh you are so smart, Elira. Just like me, no wonder we’re related, am I right?” She brought up the related thing again, dummy. “I meant, uh… Thursday! 11 pm? Hahahah.” The little wings on her head folded down over her eyes to block out the world for a few seconds while she mentally kicked herself.
Elira smirked, one fang peaking out. “If you really need it now, I can pen you in for tonight.” She bat her lashes in mock flirting, pushing Selen’s buttons like the asshole siblings they could have been to each other. But Selen didn’t register the joking tone. She only got stiffer in anticipation of the offering to go at it tonight. The head of her hard and growing dragon cock was poking up out of her waistband, thankfully still covered by her long shirt. But Selen knew it was getting out of hand.
“Hahahahah,” Selen made a hardy laugh, this time sounding a little more convincing. “No, no, I’m ok Elira. I’ll let you know when it gets really bad.” She tried hunching down a bit to hide the erection and turned to leave the kitchen as fast as she possibly could without scaring Elira. “Thanks for agreeing to this by the way, I owe you big time!” Her tail nearly whipped into the microwave on the counter in her haste to get the fuck out.
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It was finally Thursday. Selen had to force herself to stream the night before while hopped up on weird dragon hormones, but it was worth it to take today off. She’d made an appointment tonight with Elira for the express purpose of calming herself down, hopefully she can let it all out of her system in one go. It was impossible to keep her erection down anymore now that her rut finally came. No matter how many times she wanked, it just goes back up. On top of the friction burn, her arm was getting sore. This was torture.
Selen was lying on her back listening to music through headphones in bed when a text came. She lowered her headphones. It was from Elira.
[7:28] Pendragon: hey
get ready
[7:29] Salad: u on ur way?
[7:31] Pendragon: nah
What the heck does that mean? Selen was typing out her confusion when a knock at the door came. “Come in,” she said without thinking. It was probably Elira anyway.
“Hey Selen.”
“Finana?”
“I heard you had a problem with your wood,” Finana said with a giggle.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Selen tried. The thin covers over her body weren’t hiding the bulge at all. In hindsight, it was pretty stupid of her to leave the door unlocked while she was in this state. Selen belatedly tried turning herself away onto her side to hide the offending member.
Finana was unbothered, walking closer to the prone dragon, hands behind her back, mischievous smile on her face.
“What’s wrong, Selen? I thought you needed some help.” Finana asked, head tilted. She walked to the foot of the bed, legs against the bed post, a mild blush on her cheeks.
“H- how do you know about that?”
“Elira told me.”
“What?”
“She said you needed some help and that she couldn’t come because Pomu would smell you on her and get jealous.” Finana’s head tilted to the other side. “I would have agreed to help right away if you asked me instead, Selen. What are good friends for?”
“Wha- I mean, we just met. I didn’t want to impose on you or anything. I mean, I know you’re probably into it, but. I can’t just proposition you like that. I mean… are you really ok with it?” Selen was flustered. Finana caught her with her pants down, metaphorically. She tried not to bite her own tongue in her rambling.
“Of course I’m ok with it. Are you, Selen?” Finana didn’t budge from her place at the foot of the bed, leaving space between them for Selen to close like trying to win over a stray cat.
With a gulp, Selen sat up on her bed, the headphones sliding down her freakishly long neck to rest on her shoulders. The motion drawing Finana’s eyes to the stiff outline of her erection under the bunched-up covers. Finana blinked back to Selen’s eyes quickly, as if making a conscious effort to be polite.
“Yeah. I’m a little nervous but I’m ok with it,” Selen said. She was about to go lock her door to give them both more privacy, but Finana was crawling onto the bed.
Round fishy eyes lidded as she stared into Selen’s. Finana crawled on hands and knees onto the bed at Selen’s feet, sultry gaze holding her in place. Her long sea-green hair fell in waves over her shoulders as her breasts pushed together with her arms on the bed. Selen could see down into her cleavage through the V-neck of her dress. The crown wasn’t worn outside of streaming, so Selen reached out a hand to pat Finana’s head. Her glossy hair felt soft and smooth. Her weird fin ears folded down like a submissive deer, rosy cheeks highlighting her erotic smile.
Everything Finana was doing was making Selen harder, blood redirecting straight into her cock from where it’s needed most: her brain. Without thinking, Selen reached her other hand behind Finana’s neck and pulled her in for a kiss. Finana let out a squeak of a moan into Selen’s mouth. Their first kiss was a fierce thing, tongues forcing into mouths in a battle for dominance. Selen tried hard not to devour the fish with her sharp fangs, but Finana wasn’t making it easy. Mouth working to devour Selen right back. She felt small, evenly aligned fish teeth behind Finana’s lips as they grazed her own.
Selen was lost in the pleasure of feeling another person on her lips and tongue that she forgot her grip on Finana’s neck was pulling her yet closer. A hand snuck up Selen’s leg over the covers slowly, too slow to notice at first. Until it lightly poked and tugged at her erection. Selen moaned this time, a sigh. Her hand on Finana’s head snaked down over exposed shoulders to rub and squeeze fishy skin. Selen felt the smooth texture of human-like skin under her palm, with a mild slippery feeling of microscopic scales. She rubbed down from over biceps to feel the soft weight of Finana’s breasts from outside her velvety dress. Kneading one breast with her hand as her arousal grew in intensity.
“Ahh!” Finana let out into Selen’s mouth, in a higher pitch than her usual voice. In pain or pleasure, Selen couldn’t tell.
The hand at Selen’s crotch was beginning to stroke the length of her engorged dragon dick. It was hardly felt through the covers, but any sensation on it now was fucking electrifying. Finana’s grip tightened when Selen’s kissing stuttered from the contact. Hand expertly stroking up and down. Selen released the back of Finana’s neck to glide down her back, rubbing and clawing at the smooth dress to touch more of Finana’s body.
Finana’s arm couldn’t hold herself up any longer, she fell forward, pushing Selen onto her back. Her other arm stayed diligently on the thick cock to stroke without stop. Selen was breathing harder despite lying on her back. She was aroused out of her mind.
Now that Finana was lying atop her, Selen took the opportunity to unstrap the dress and bra from Finana’s back with both hands. Pulling the garment off with so much haste that there came a noise of ripping fabric.
“Oh, Selen,” Finana breathed out. She felt sweaty palms run down her spine and pulling her dress down over her shoulders. An excited hand flew under her unstrapped bra to squeeze and grope at one stiff nipple. It was all feeling so good. “Hannh,” she moaned into Selen’s neck. The headphones’ soft padding absorbing some of her drool. Fingers pinching and rolling her nipple relentlessly. She was getting so wet.
Finana wanted more. She reached her free hand down through the covers to feel for Selen’s cock. She found the belt loop of Selen’s pants in her blind groping, then the pants button. When she tried unbuttoning it, her hand grazed over the skin of Selen’s hot cock flesh poking up through her waistband. It was indescribably hard and searing, pulsing slightly at her touch. She momentarily forgot about her mission with the button and started to feel the flesh with exploratory fingers.
Selen’s hips bucked up when Finana’s fingers made contact in earnest. The feeling of someone else’s fingers was exhilarating. The anticipation was making her crazy.
Finana tried to find the head of Selen’s cock to measure its length, the girth itself was nearly the size of a soda can. Her slow fondling was making Selen expel long, happy moans. Then Finana’s stomach dropped. She wasn’t feeling the tip yet, and it was already nearing the length of her forearm. Eyes widening, she tilted her head up to look at Selen’s flushed face. Icy blue and magenta eyes looking back unfocused. Then she finally reached the end. The warm, moist flesh of Selen’s head was flared out like an arrow. Pointed tip atop a ring of soft spikes in a cylindrical shape, moist with pre cum still leaking out.
Her fingers mapped the shape for her mind to envision, and it was one of the strangest dicks she’s ever seen. Unless she was browsing those elusive Monster tags in her hentai. Finana couldn’t help herself. She rubbed and squeezed and fingered each crevice of the tip of Selen’s cock like it was putty. The sensation was wildly entertaining, and the noises coming out of Selen’s mouth was half the fun.
This went on for less than a moment. Selen was already halfway there before Finana made skin contact, but the intensity of having just her tip groped was ridiculously hot. Her legs shook from the pleasure, the overstimulation. Her brain was having a difficult time holding together coherent thoughts. All she could do was beg for more, but her mouth couldn’t form the words.
Selen’s moans were reaching a crescendo. Finana could feel the hard muscle in her hand twitch powerfully as Selen groaned. Strong dragon arms pulled Finana in tight. Until the twitching intensified, pushing in against her palm in a steady rhythm. Hot cum shot up through Finana’s fingers as Selen pulled her in, hips bucking up to push the hard cock flush against Finana’s belly.
“Holy shit,” Selen said. “That was amazing. Thank you.” It really was amazing, and she was grateful. But Finana was probably done now. So she better get the gratitude across before Finana starts to regret doing all of this. “I owe you one big time, Finana.”
“Huh? But we’re not done yet.” Finana said, confusion clear on her face. “You’re still hard, aren’t you?”
“Oh, I mean we could keep going. I just thought you’d be freaked out by this.” Selen waved a hand to gesture vaguely at her lower half, feeling self-conscious.
Finana simply grabbed a handful of the thin covers and yanked it aside.
“Eep!” Selen made a totally cool and not squeak-like noise. The suddenness of the motion and the flash of cool air on her still-hard cock made her jump.
Finana wasted no time to talk, she sat down over Selen’s legs, holding them down with her own thighs as her hands reached for the pants button that was desperately holding down the dragon dick straining to be free. Pulling Selen’s long shirt up as soon as the pants were loose, Finana gawked. Selen’s monster dong stood almost straight up, bobbing slightly from the released confinements. The thing wasn’t as massive as she imagined now that it was in full view, but it was still impressive. It was skin-tone at the base, blending into a gradient of bright purple the further up she looked, with the head being almost red in hue. The middle was a little thicker than the rest of its length, almost bulbus.
“Holy feesh,” Finana said, one hand covering her mouth. Her other hand ghosting over her lower abdomen.
“You don’t have to keep going, Finana. I really appreciate what you’ve done for me already.” Selen was mostly honest, she wanted to keep going, but she was absolutely grateful to her colleague and friend. She could just use this night’s memory for the next time things got out of hand.
“No, Selen. I want to keep going. I’m not leaving until I help you out fully, you understand?” Finana said with a huff. “But first, tell me… how do you hide that thing? Does it even get smaller?”
“Oh, Elira didn’t tell you?” Selen was momentarily off guard. “We dragons don’t grow these unless it’s that time of year. Normally it’s just lady parts down there.”
“Does it detach and fall off when you’re out of season? Like a ripe fruit?”
Selen wheezed. “Hahah- hahahah! No, but thank you for the visual, Finana. Dragon dick fruit, hahahah!” Images of her pain-in-the-ass appendage as a dried-up eggplant came to mind unbidden. It would be even funnier if it weren’t still attached to her body.
Selen was mid cackle when Finana reached out to grip the cock again, stopping her laughter abruptly with a gasp. Finana didn’t seem to get the joke, or she didn’t care enough to laugh along right this moment. Her hands deftly gathered up the excess cum on Selen’s shirt to rub on the erection. It was a sight. Like a ceramic artisan prepping her masterpiece with glaze for the kiln, her fingers were both gentle and steady.
“Annh…” Selen moaned. She leaned backward onto her elbows to watch the show unfold, feeling tremendously satisfied. Finana was working her up close again with… whatever she was doing. Rubbing Selen’s own fluids all over her dick. She didn’t expect Finana to stand up on the bed and pull down her tights.
“Wow.” Was Selen’s eloquent reaction. When tights revealed a hairless mound, a string of slick could be seen stretch thin from between pussy and black garment. Finana was soaked. One leg pulled up and out of the thin material quickly, Finana didn’t have much balance standing on Selen’s crusty mattress. But the quick motion was enough to reveal creamy white lips glistening with her excitement. Selen felt her rigid cock pulse when she glimpsed it.
Without bothering to pull her tights off her other leg, Finana knelt back down to position her pussy over the head of Selen’s cock. Her face a mixture of concentration and arousal. A pause.
“Hey Selen, would you give me a hand, please?” Finana asked in a soft voice.
“Uh huh,” was Selen’s reply. She held her hand up to caress Finana’s mound, feeling warm, smooth skin. Finana placed a hand over Selen’s and guided her down to the juncture between her thighs. It felt smooth all around. Only, there was a small seam in the skin faintly oozing with viscous arousal. As Selen’s curious fingers crept about, the seam opened up like an anemone. The texture within was both spongy and wrinkly, like many tiny tongues extending to taste her finger.
And much like a mouth, Finana’s pussy was wet and hot. “Wow Finana, your fingers must get pruney so fast when you do it, huh?”
“Not when I use toys instead,” Finana said, amused smile on her flushed face.
Exploratory fingers dug in and around the fleshy fishy lips of Finana’s pussy for long minutes, Selen completely forgot what she was supposed to do today. It felt weird, yet so interesting. Several times she’d accidentally pushed a finger or two far deeper inside somehow. It was hard to tell what’s where. The little gasps and moans Finana provided helped Selen sleuth out the places she needed to rub and flick.
“Hnn!” The little tongues on Selen’s fingers flexed tight around them as Finana’s knees shook. Her upper body twitched forward with her orgasm, making the curls in her sea-green hair bounce. Thick mucusy fluid dripped down Finana’s inner thigh as her pussy fluttered. “Okay… I think I’m ready.” Finana said in a breathy voice.
She took Selen’s cock in one hand to hold it straight up, then lowered herself slowly onto the bright red tip. Selen watched in worry. It was long, and liable to bend wrong if Finana missed. Selen didn’t quite trust Finana to aim straight right now.
The insertion was magical. It felt like a million little tongues were licking her all at once, and she wasn’t even all the way in. Barely half her length disappeared up inside Finana when she broke. “Oh my god, Finana, you feel amazing.” Selen fell back, her concentration snapping off like a cord in a hurricane, her elbows no longer able to hold her up.
“Eheh. Are you gonna cum already?” Finana teased. Her hips rolling left, right, back, and forth on Selen’s dick. “Are you gonna prematurely ejaculate in me? On our first time together? What will the other girls think when they find out, Selen?”
The answer to that first part, of course, was fucking yes.
Finana could clearly feel the twitching cock inside her. Hot cum shot up to coat Finana’s walls in long spurts, oozing down over Selen’s length when there was no more room inside.
“Aww, poor Selen. Was that too much for you?”
A pause of silence went by before anyone spoke up. Though Selen’s twitching cock eased, it did not shrink. Selen raised her head from the bed and smirked. “Is it my turn now?”
Before Finana could respond, Selen hurled her body up and twisted, taking Finana down in one smooth motion. Finana was now on her back underneath Selen, who hovered above her with arms beside her head. Selen’s face was close, shaded from the light at such proximity. “Are you ready for more, Finana?”
“Yeah, big, bad, scary dragon. Bring it on.” There was a challenge in her tone, but also heated anticipation. Finana was going to get what she asked for, the freaky minx.
Selen slipped out of Finana in her single athletic feat for the year, which was pretty lucky considering nothing worse happened, like it snapping in half. She gripped her cock to rub the soft spikes of her tip against Finana’s moist lips. Pushing and scrubbing where she remembered Finana liked.
Finana, who by now had shut her eyes and stretched her arms up to fist the sheets. Soft little moans leaving her mouth all the while.
Pushing herself inside again, the sensation was just as magnificent. Only now dulled slightly by the experience of feeling them once already. Selen tried going in deeper than last time, testing the limits of her friend's flesh. She went as slow as she could, waiting for a signal from Finana.
“Hahh,” Finana exhaled. Finally, something stopped her forward push. There was no more room to move, with a few inches yet outside, but Selen was more than satisfied.
“I’m so full,” Finana said, looking up into Selen’s mismatched eyes. “You’re so freaking huge.”
They held each other’s gaze for long seconds, nothing but the sound of arousal laden breaths between them.
“You have really pretty lashes, Selen. I never noticed how beautiful you were.”
“…Thanks,” Selen replied, trying not to turn redder than she already was. Although she was motionless, Finana’s insides were constantly massaging her, making her shudder.
“Can you kiss me?” Finana asked. Then she smiled, feeling the familiar twitching of Selen’s cock deep inside. Finana pulled Selen down by the dragon’s long neck to kiss, right as the pulsing intensified into another spurt of gooey hot cum into her. It was streaming out of her now, pooling into a wet spot on the mattress.
“Mmmph,” Selen let out a muffled moan into Finana’s mouth as she came. She thought this was starting to take a turn for something beyond two homies doing each other a favor, but post-nut-clarity was somehow not very effective on a thing that couldn’t stop nutting. So Selen began moving her hips, feeling the wonderful pressure of a thousand little tongues and her wet cum lubricating every inch.
She thrusted slowly, trying not to hurt Finana more than she probably had. It was hard to tell with Finana, a lot of the fish’s kinks were weird.
Finana’s arms around Selen’s neck tightened as the thrusting sped up. Her incredibly full pussy was being scrubbed out by Selen’s weird cock. Each thrust in pushed a button deep inside that was making her crazy. “Ahh… ahh… ahhh” It was getting too intense to think straight, the stretching, the fullness, the gentle force.
Selen inhaled the sweat on Finana’s neck, it was intoxicating. She craned her head down to breathe it in deeper, forked tongue slithering out to taste. Her long tongue traveled the length of Finana’s neck, from collarbone to the base of the skull, tasting sweet, bitter sweat and something else. Something heavenly. Selen grazed her fangs along the smooth skin as she dragged her tongue back and forth. Tasting and smelling and feeling her mate.
A gasp. Finana mewled as she came, legs shaking uncontrollably as Selen continued to pump. Her abdomen contracted, hips raised up from the bed, one hand flying off Selen’s neck to grip the dragon’s arm by her head. All the while, Selen thrusts. The contractions were long and frequent, not letting up. Each drag of dick through pussy walls agitated sensitive nerve endings inside, causing Finana to contract hard every time. Her body clamped down onto the relentless cock as the tail end of her orgasm came, and a new orgasm built up. Her pussy felt on fire.
Selen bit down on her mate’s neck as the pressure on her cock intensified, though she was careful not to draw blood. Everything felt right, her mate was coming and calling for her, echoes of that sweet mewling sound in her ear. She sped up once more, chasing that final satisfaction.
Finana gripped Selen’s arm as another orgasm rocked through her. She distantly felt a pain on her neck this time. Working up the coordination she needed, Finana raised her mouth to Selen’s long neck to return the bite. Sharp little teeth cut grooves into Selen’s skin.
Selen exploded inside Finana. Her cock pulsed long and hard as thick cum expelled from her. The walls around bore down in a syncopated rhythm, milking her for all she’s got.
They stayed locked together for a long moment, each breathing hard. Finana was on the verge of passing out. Selen pulled herself out when she caught her breath, the blood finally draining from her cock and back up her brain. She slumped down over Finana.
“Thanks, Finana. I wish we could do this every day.” Selen spoke into the sheets.
“I’m down for that,” Finana said. “You think Elira and Pomu would want to join?”
“I thought Pomu would get jealous.”
“Oh, I lied about that part. I told Elira you rescheduled for Friday and took her phone to text you.”
“…Why?”
“Cause I wanted to see what a dragon’s rut was like. Your sister is really loud when hers come, you know. But neither of them tell me anything about it.”
“So you wanted to bone me because I’m a dragon?”
“No, no. I wanted to bone you because you’re a cute dragon.” Finana said before falling straight to sleep.