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                        [STORY] Ezrael  stood in the shower, staring at the floor as her mane matted to her  head with wetness, her eyes fixated at the toy laying at her feet. She'd  washed her fur slowly, taking care to use the grey loofa in the bath,  crinkling her nose as she brought it to her muzzle to sniff it before  she applied the soaps to it and washed herself. The drake could feel the  water pressing her fur against her flesh and she resisted the urge to  shake, continuing her washing until she'd reached every crevice. As she  rinsed she ran her claws down her body, touching places she longed to be  touched at, eventually her fingers pressing between her legs and  finding slickness. She scoffed aloud, rubbing the fluid against herself,  under her tail and back down to her slit before sliding them back up  against that place under her tail. She bit her lip feeling her chest  tighten as one finger slipped into her rear, her other hand gently  massaging the piercing between her thighs.  
 

It wouldn't take the drake long to feel the arousal and she slid down  into the basin of the tub, resting a calf on a small divet in the wall,  grabbing the large toy and lubricant and pouring the fluid over her  abdomen, sliding the girthy object along the slickness and using it to  rub the lube between her legs, against her piercing and under her tail.  She sighed, reaching for the small vibrating bullet and clicking it  twice, and nudged the head of the familiar shaped toy against her folds,  pressing it almost entirely in then pulling it out swiftly, plunging it  in and out in deep thrusts that made her squirm and fight to close her  legs.
 

Ezrael continued for just a few moments, teasing her entrance then  shoving the toy deep within herself, then pulling back out and sliding  it along the slick wetness once more. Moments later, she was positioning  the head under her tail and against her bottom, and let out a deep moan  when she pressed the tip inside, her leg trembling already.  She forced  it deeper, grinding against the knot as she squirmed. Though she tried  to hold off, the thoughts filling her head were too much and the drake  cried out, climaxing hard and dropping the toy between her legs. She'd  not had a drive in days, her libido having dipped tremendously in the  last few weeks of her recent life, and now the drake knew why. The name  she cried out in her mind, the name she begged for while she toyed with  herself, that was what she wanted. That was what her body wanted. And  now it was denied the very thing it desired, and she desired nothing  else. It was a situation unfamiliar to her, and left her gasping quietly  in the shower as the tub slowly began to fill from her tail blocking  the drain.
 

Ezrael would lay there, nearly in tears, for a long time, letting the  water beat down on her.  How terrible it felt, to be left with nothing,  and to be so hopeless for something she could not have. How painful it  was for the drake, feelings she didn't comprehend. Pain that confused  and maddened her. As if the dreams that awoke her multiple times each  night in a panic were not enough, as if her suffering were not enough,  now her own body betrayed her too. Her mind was full of somber thoughts,  and she turned her muzzle towards the tub floor, closing her eyes  tight, and the rain from the shower would hide the tears that fell.