A Request

It's rare for Xyro to invite anyone into his homelands. Upon a request, I obliged.

Deep in the jungles, he asked for only one thing:

Treat me like this.

 

Revitalization

There are rumors uttered in the halls of the imperial grounds. Hushed words of the captain of the guard seemingly ageless with years gone by. Some wonder how he can maintain such a perfect complexion. 

 

Smoking Room Respite

Ivan Mu,

Officer of the Law by day,

Dominator of the Red Room by night.

A cigar break before his midnight appointment with his next client.

 

Rest Well Deserved

Reskaa finally settles in on the bed. The silk sheet like clouds against his scales, but it's not long before longing the comfort of a warm body. He snuggles up a bit more against Razuul.

"Comfortable?"

"Very. Get some rest, Brother, the congregation still need our help tomorrow."

Forbidden Fruits

"Why HIM!?!"

a crackle of plastic package ripped open.

"Why HIM!?!"

The captain carefully lets the toys do their work

"Why... Do I want HIM!?!"

and the globs of his shame splayed on the floor ahead.

Papa's Warmth

This here be my Papa, Ain't no love like him. 

Thanks for being here, your warmth ain't like no other, Papa. 

 

Full Spread of Pleasure

 

A smirk he always greets me with. A flick of his tail to put me in a trance.

I can hear the jingle, I can smell the aroma

I can feel the warmth.

Come, now. Stall no more. I'm all yours.