Private with Fire

She rolled her eyes, bopping him on the nose. "I meant what position, silly."

He snickered a little at her question and decided to have some fun answering it. "Well," he began dramatically, "I shall start by placing this," he pointed his paw at his stiff cock, "straight into your snug little pussy. I'm lubricated enough from earlier."

Pineleaf nodded without hesitation, pawing at the ground. "How-how are we going to do it?"

"That's what I like to hear," he smiled and nodded back to the ground. "Still want to go all the way?"

She rasped her tongue over his paw, collecting the cum and swallowing it. "Yep," she purred.

"Taste good?" he purred and wiped away a smear of cum she had on her nose and held his paw right in front of her mouth to lick off.

She swallowed all of his seed in a few gulps, sitting up and licking her lips.

At the last moments of his climax, he pulled out so she could taste it and to hear her swallow a couple times, licking his lips greedily as he watched his member slide out of her lips and bump her nose.

She thrashed around for a bit before forcing herself to calm down, closing her eyes while he came.

Taking that as agreement to swallow his load, he reflexively grabbed the back of her head and held it in place and pumped his seed straight down her throat into her belly, deep enough for her to not even have to swallow yet.

(Mmhmm)

Pineleaf flicked an ear to show she had heard, continuing to suck.

(I would say it's an improvement from the last one. Lots of cool dragons and such)

"Pineleaf, I'm about to let it out," he warned.

(*stares at the new theme*)

She winced, choking slightly, but bore it, sucking roughly on his length and swirling her tongue around it.

He perked his ears and purred, watched her deep-throat his cock all the way down her throat. He let it throb full force against in her neck. Secretly, though he knew he couldn't tell her, he loved the sounds of a she-cat choking on his member.

She did so, slowly taking more of his cock in her mouth until she was deep-frosting him.

He bucked his hips forward to try to get her to take it deeper.

She winced but said nothing, knowing he meant no harm. She took his tip in her mouth, suckling on it and occasionally nipping it gently.

He shuddered and shifted his paws on the ground, and his member expanded straight at her muzzle. "Ahhh, you sure you've never done this before?" he meant the words to be teasing.

She sighed and nosed his cheek. "I forgive you," she murmured, before once again returning to his member, drawing her tongue over the tip.

His ears pinned back as well, guilty. "I'm sorry..." he said sincerely, remembering her past experiences.

She drew back at his derogatory tone, pinning her ears back. "Black, I don't like that."

"That's it, good she-cat," he praised her lovingly yet derogatorily, watching her every move with her mouth and tongue.

She gave him a quick lick on the cheek before going back down, running her tongue along his sheath, coaxing his member out.

He got up and kept his hindlegs spread wide, his forepaws in between them to form a small spot for her head to go. "Right there, my sweet," he winked at her.

She shook her head, removing her paw and stepping back to let him sit up.