Bonus Story - The Lair (Patreon)

Hidden within the bowels of an abandoned castle dungeon there lay a dormant occupant that had been disturbed from its terrible slumber by the clashing sounds of metal weaponry and the hiss and sizzles of magic. Surely the denizens that the creature had allowed to take up residence in the empty corridors. Every so often one of their number had visited and of course was never to be seen again allowing for the mystery and legend of the creature’s existence to become increasingly darker and foreboding. But it was never enough for it to get the proper rest it craved. 

Such a creature thrived in the shadows and when charred remnants of torches that had long been unused suddenly lit up the beast retreated into the deepest corners of the stone lair. Glowing crimson eyes glared accusingly at the celebrating pair that wandered into its corner of the world. Their bodies radiating warmth while the scent of blood and charred embers clearly didn’t match their own. They had bested the creatures that the creature had worked so hard to terrify into staying clear of its den. As such it was cautious. It had not lived for centuries by being reckless and arrogant. Instead it simply watched and observed.

“The treasure room..” The smaller female whispered with delight, eyes practically glowing in reflection to the hoard of gems and gold that littered the floors of the once prosperous castle. “I knew it was here.”

“Careful, Sherri.” The larger feminine creature followed behind the wistful doggirl that seemed eager to plow headfirst into the mass of coins and rubies and emeralds and sapphires. The creature’s gaze quickly followed to the glimmer of a large broadsword resting upon her feline hip that swayed with her gait. “There’s supposed to be some sort of monster down here protecting this stuff.”

“Yeah, a mad alchemist made it to protect the castle.” Her fingertips scooped up the gold as a bright grin flashed upon her lips as the rounded coins fumbled between her fingers. “But that was.. centuries ago. The kingdom was brought down in a siege remember?” Sherri glanced back over her shoulder as the barbarian girl rolled her eyes. “Okay so, the occupants here, well .. only a few survived, most escaped through these underground tunnels. But the kingdom doing the siege, the Balnieans, they retreated and didn’t know they had won! So all this treasure was just you know, a legend!”

The story made sense to the creature. Sort of. It didn’t recall being created but then what could?

“Besides, what could survive in here? And for that long an-“ 

Was it betrayal? The creature wondered as it stared with eyes focusing upon the sudden assault their lips had suddenly pressed together and the eyes of the dark furred canine female slowly closed. Alas it must have been treacherous greed that overcame the barbarian girl to kill her partner in lust for the treasure that was not rightfully theirs to begin with. Truly a sad moment that the creature watched with curious interest as the smaller female succumbed to the venomous feline’s intent. Her eyes closed so softly and her fingertips wrenched with the slightest hint of desperation as she clung to the larger woman’s frame as if protesting her own fall. Her fingertips slid through the fur as her lips made a last ditch moan as the feline leaned in closer pouring more of that poison deviously between the doggirl’s lips… through her tongue. Which was odd of course but certainly not the most obscure manner to poison someone. 

What became increasingly odd was that the feline then retreated as her victim lay upon the gold treasures and then opened her eyes without the feline redoubling back. In fact the feline was exposing herself free of that scantily placed armor that provided little protection in exchange for agility and mobility. Cautiously the glowing eyes of the creature peered upon the scene, controlling its ocular vision like one would expand and retract a lens. It noticed that the feline was wielding something different than the sword it had carefully taken note of. In her hand was the length of a sword hilt but without a blade and much thicker than the contrasting weapon that lay upon the treasure trove. 

“You look so sexy in all that treasure..” The woman whispered hotly and with the creatures enhanced vision it could see the heated steam that was expelled from her muzzle as she spoke. Fire breathing creatures were incredibly rare and as such it clawed slightly knowing to be careful for in a moment flames could erupt from this woman who had poisoned her ally… Albeit not to death.

It noticed that the other female was trembling and her cheeks were flushed. Could it be that the barbarian girl was to set upon her comrade and feast rather than simply kill her for the portion of the treasure she was promised? “Well you’re pretty hot yourself..” The doggirl’s voice caused the being to twitch slightly, of course. Heat. Fire. That was the method these two had conquered the unknowing minions that protected its lair from intruders. “Especially with this!” 

It seemed to be a moment of affection that the creature witnessed as the canine girl lifted herself and placed a gold embossed crown with pointed glowing rubies upon the head of her assailant. Affection that ended with a giggling smooch upon her dark heart shaped kitty snout. “Mwah! Good. Now I’m gonna fuck you like a queen!” The lioness purred hotly and the creature tensed, every second it was anticipating the need to suddenly dissipate into another hidden corner for when the lioness would expel the fire from her maw for then the creature would be able to retaliate and strike back at these intruders.

The feline took an assertive position, its claws bared and grasping into the doggirl’s thighs and quickly spread them. A thick scent infiltrated the creature’s nostrils making them flare and breathe in deeper as the intoxicating flavor washed over its senses and causing its eyes to dilate. It was so distracted with the scented flavor that it the squishing sounds of flesh felt to the creature like being awoken from a stupor. The feline jutting its hips forwards accompanying the sound while the scent deepened. Each breath it took encouraging it to breathe more as its eyes focused from their bodies upon the sight of the fleshy mass that was repeatedly stabbing itself deep between the plumpened blue slit that rest between the female dog’s thighs. 

“Ahahh.. nnnhh.. Mmmh!” The moans that she made certainly did not remind the creature of any of the side effects that would come from death or poisons. The foreign sounds that expelled from her lips as she wound her body up and to the side, arching her hips upwards as the lioness continued to rut her hips inside the doggirl’s body. It took a moment for the creature to put together the shape and purpose of the extremities that lay between each of their thighs as they were completely foreign in most aspects compared to what it had seen… usually in the brief moments before it devoured one of its ambushed meals. 

Discomfort quickly formed within the creature as it felt paralyzed by a mixture of emotions. Knowing now that neither could attack it while prone in their heated lust it would easily have the advantage of flinging itself from the shadows and assaulting them. Yet its hunger and rage at its lair being desecrated was being restrained by the curiosity of their pairing and even jealousy. It watched with eyes staring down as the larger female wielded her hips as gracefully as it assumed she would a blade, guiding that thick female cock deep inside the smaller females reproductive entrance as the squishing juices soaked upon her dick leaving it slick and coated in nectar that brought drool to the creature’s scaled maw. 

Its eyes glared at the scene before it, the way the smaller female eagerly took upon the breeding length of the larger feline. The loins of the creature stirred in a way that agitated the once dormant lustful desires and bringing them forth. Repeated thrusting hips were endlessly followed by its careful gaze as it breathed deeper curiously eager to enjoy both sides of the sensations. It was unsure as to why either one of the females would sate its lustful desires but it felt a tremor of excitement at watching and the plausibility of being favored by either one of the females.. if not both in tandem. 

The lioness tipped her head upwards and her mouth parted wide revealing those sharp fangs as her eyes shut tightly closed and her tongue curled into itself with her back lunging forwards. From her throat came a deep rumbling roar that seemed to echo off the rivets in the roof of her mouth while her entire body quivered. The scent of orgasm filled the creature’s nostrils with the musky flavor of a rutting lioness and it calmly took a deeper breath inwards as it witnessed the pair collapse upon each other from orgasm. The barbarian girl wrapping arms around the smaller little femme and crooning whispers as she kissed upon her neck.

The glowing eyes stared at the pair as they cuddled upon each other in pure ignorance of its presence. Yet unlike other intruders that had come clanging the walls and screeching, attacking at its lair, or scuttling about like prey, these two seemed to be formidable enough to hold their own if it was to attack. It decided it liked them. For now. They were quiet. They were asleep. The creature yawned toothily and its form began to wind upon itself as it manifested darkness that crept along the walls slowly the shadows overcame the torches and snuffed the flames until only the crimson glowing eyes of an unknown creature.

And then, like a match suddenly snuffed by a calm wind in the night. So too did the glowing eyes shut. It decided that it liked their company. For now.