title: Apartment Cleaning aliases: [] tags: [FA] author: [Reteki] id: [52876663] date: 星期日, 七月 30日 2023, 2:08:37 下午 modified: 星期日, 七月 30日 2023, 2:09:47 下午

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Apartment Cleaning

Author: Reteki Source: Apartment Cleaning

The cerulean-scaled dragoness peered at the flea-sized lion on the tip of her finger with an expression between surprise and disgust. Meekly, the lion smiled back at her in the hopes of finding some mercy in Sapphire’s icy gaze, but there was none to be found. Instead, Fleta had nowhere to escape to as Sapphire rolled them like lint between her thumb and index finger, squeezing any sort of resistance from the feline before idly flicking them onto the floor.

The drop was substantial for someone of the feline’s size, and they hit the ground with enough force that whatever stamina they had managed to retain from being callously pressed between two digits was removed. Sapphire watched with uncaring coldness as Fleta slowly managed to get to their feet, only for the Roomba to roll right over them and with a whirr and a slight clunk they were gone from sight and the robotic vacuum carried on along its way.

Sapphire grumbled and made her way towards the master bedroom. Snafu was still lazing in bed and the dragoness felt it might be relevant to let him know that they had a micro infestation. She assumed it was anyway. The little nuisances rarely appeared alone, so she expected at least a half dozen were lurking around somewhere or other. Her knuckles rapped against the bedroom door to no response, and so she decided she might as well have herself some breakfast to wait out the time until her vulpine boyfriend awoke.

Entering the kitchen, Sapphire placed a few slices of bread into the toaster and began to rummage through the cupboards for something to spread across them. Butter was the most obvious choice, though she was in the mood for a more unusual topping. Something sweeter might hit the spot.

As she reached into the back of the cupboard something bumped against her fingers. Instinctively, she snatched at where it had touched and found that she grasped something. Something that squirmed. Even before pulling her hand back to look, she could tell what it was, though that didn’t stop her from rolling her eyes when she withdrew her hand and found that clutched in the space between her fingers was a human-ish kobold. Golden scales were almost enough to mistake him for one of her kind, though the smooth skin didn’t quite match. Almost immediately, he began squeaking at her from within her grasp.

“Hey! Hey! Okay, I know this doesn’t look good! But, I was just looking for something to eat and I thought this cupboard seemed like a good place for it! It isn’t like you’d even notice anything missing with how small we are. Just put me down, I’ll get Yolk, and we can-“

“We” and “Yolk” had both been words that Fenrir might have been best to leave unuttered. Sapphire already was displeased to find her cupboard being raided by one micro, and a second certainly didn’t make matters any better.

Her free hand plunged in between the jars, bottles, and packets, blindly searching for the second invader. There was the light touch of feathers, the clink of glass on glass, plastic on plastic, and finally a panicked squawk as her fingers enclosed around a bird, barely smaller than Fenrir who was still in her clutches.

She pulled Yolk from the cupboard just as she had Fenrir, and stuffed him into the same hand so they were sharing one. She would need the other for what plans she had. The toast popped from the toaster and she grabbed a jar and a knife, selecting her spread and applying it while the two argued.

“You could have not mentioned me, Fenrir! What were you thinking? She probably wouldn’t have even noticed me. I wasn’t bumbling about like you were!”

“I didn’t mean to give you away! I didn’t think she was even really listening to me. I’m just hoping she thinks it’s only us. I haven’t seen Fleta for a little while and I think Kale, Vyrna, and Sven went to the bedroom to find a battery or something.”

“Would you shut you dumb kobold-“

Sapphire squeezed her hand slightly to silence the pair, which worked a treat. With her breakfast prepared she dropped each of the micros onto the slice of toast, both landing with a squelching splat from the thick, sticky honey. No amount of struggling would move them even slightly, and as the pair lay helpless Sapphire dragged her tongue across her fangs and lifted the toast to her lips. They parted, revealing a looming maw, strands of drool connecting the roof of her mouth to her tongue, and a dark abyss of a gullet beyond that.

“Fenrir! This is all your fault! Couldn’t you have just kept quiet?”

The kobold rolled his eyes once again at being blamed. Surely Yolk could have hidden better if he was that concerned!

“I already said sorry! Geez, a guy makes one mistake and you act like it’s the end of the wo-“

CHOMP!

Sapphire’s teeth raggedly bisected the toast in a single bite, splitting it right down the middle. The chicken who Fenrir had been talking to was gone along with the bread beneath him, and Sapphire delighted in the hint of extra texture against the tongue. The sweetness of the honey covered any natural flavour that Yolk might have had, but that was to be expected. It wasn’t as if she was sprinkling pests like them on her toast for the taste anyway. It was just a convenient way of getting rid of them.

With a greedy swallow and the feeling of Yolk barely prying himself free from the syrupy prison just in time to vanish down her throat Sapphire felt a sense of satisfaction. Her tongue licked clean her teeth of the sticky substance and then with a casual toss Fenrir and the toast he was still attached to were tossed into her maw to suffer the same fate.

Her tongue lashed at him while fangs clashed on either side, slicing away at the bread until he was stuck to a piece barely larger than himself and conveniently small enough to swallow. Sapphire took her time, savouring the moment and letting him linger at the entrance of her gullet for just long enough until she heard the faintest squeak of begging and then he was gone, banished down into her belly along with Yolk.

While it was hardly a substantial breakfast, Sapphire had something else to attend to. The loose-lipped kobold had let slip four other names, and one could be assumed to be the speck she flicked into the path of the Roomba earlier. The dragoness made her way towards the bedroom. It was about time for Snafu to get up anyway, and there was plenty of fun that the pair could have together dealing with their unwanted visitors.

Kale’s heart thumped in their chest as they dove into the tunnel of synthetic rubber which lay on the bedside table. The monochrome serval had been hoping to rummage through the drawers beneath where they were now, but the moment that they had set foot on the metallic surface of the lamp the touch-sensitivity had caused light to shine down like a spotlight, directly onto the dusky-coated feline.

The golden gaze which had fallen on them was enough to stop their heart for a moment, though with Snafu’s brain still in the process of booting up, he seemingly hadn’t noticed Kale before the serval had managed to dive for cover and avoid his attention.

Kale leaned against the inner wall of the tunnel and sighed with relief. It had been too close. Hopefully, Yolk and Fenrir were having more success with their raid on the kitchen, at least.

Suddenly, the cylinder Kale was inside shifted upwards, tipping back and causing them to fall all the way to the base, thumping heavily against the plastic dead-end. The serval rubbed the back of their head and groaned, peering upwards towards the open end just in time to watch as a tube of something cold and slimy was squirted into their prison and drenched them thoroughly.

Climbing the slime-coated walls was absolutely impossible now, even with Kale’s claws. They simply failed to find purchase every time they tried. Instead, they waited patiently for an opportunity to escape to present itself, and as the tunnel began to tilt downwards they prepared to make a run for it. It drew level, they sprinted, they slipped, and unable to help themselves they slammed directly into the pre-drooling head of Snafu’s morning wood as he sunk himself slowly into the fleshlight with a satisfied groan.

Slow and deliberate strokes were how the vulpine preferred to take things. He reclined against a pillow, phone in one hand and idly browsing for porn while the other controlled his toy. He pumped it a little deeper each time, aware of Kale’s squirming and panicked struggles though with his attention divided he failed to put together that there was anything wrong. He placed his thumb onto a button on the side and applied pressure, causing the entire sleeve to vibrate softly and bring another moan to his lips. He wanted to find a good video before he really went at it.

The serval was saturated in a mingled, mind-numbing mixture of pre-nut and lube, as well as a healthy amount of cock sweat. Each time Snafu plunged the toy down around his dick it got a little closer to that dead-end at the back, and Kale was doing their best to not consider what the outcome would be if it ever bottomed out.

They had been trying to make attempts to escape, but the girth of the shaft matched the toy almost perfectly and there simply wasn’t the room to squeeze through. Any attempt was met with being pressed between cock and wall and effectively just serving as a little extra pleasure for Snafu’s pleasure. They could feel the cock throbbing, the result of the fox scrolling past thumbnails which caught his eye, and with the copious amounts of goo and the steadily dwindling air quality inside of the cocksleeve they weren’t sure how much longer they could last.

Snafu grunted as he humped the toy fervently, finding himself getting closer and closer to that climax. One good, heavy thrust plunged him balls deep, a satisfying squelch as the tip of his cock hit the back of the toy. He was just about to empty his balls when the door to the bedroom slammed open and Sapphire stepped in, immediately rolling her eyes and crawling onto the bed with her lover.

“You know, if you needed some help then you could have just asked. There are a couple of micros lurking around and I’m sure that they would appreciate the show.”

Sapphire practically purred the words as she gently guided the fleshlight away from Snafu’s lap and tossed it aside, the toy rolling across the carpet a little before coming to a stop. Moments later her fingers replaced the snug embrace of the stroker, though she worked him much more slowly and more delicately. Rather than bringing him to his limit, she was slowly guiding him back down, making sure that her stud wasn’t going to pop before she had her fun.

“I just thought that you might have been busy with your own stuff and it was right there. What was that about micros?”

Vyrna had her back pressed against the lamp which Kale had set off. The wolf would be spotted the instant that she moved given how lit up the table was and it was all thanks to that feline. She had hopes that her brother was somewhere safer and had been able to slip away, but the pair had gone their separate ways as soon as they entered the bedroom and she hadn’t seen Sven since. She breathed a heavy sigh that at least the dragoness hadn’t seen her on the way in, and as she did so the lamp click up a level of illumination, shining more brightly and making her shadow incredibly obvious even at a glance.

The hand was on her in seconds, snatching her up and holding her tightly—Too tightly—until she felt her bones starting to creak.

“Looks like we did have a little voyeur. How about we make sure she gets a nice, front-row seat then, Snafu?”

With a sly smirk and a nod her boyfriend agreed, and with a single digit of Sapphire’s the wolf was pressed against the head of Snafu’s drooling prick. Despite her struggles, she was quickly drenched in the gooey pre-nut, saturating her dense, fluffy fur, and she found herself unable to move without expending practically all of her effort.

Even that wasn’t going to be enough though. Vyrna had barely ten seconds to try and fail to free herself before the warmth of dragon pussy was pressing down on her. Sapphire bit her lip and Snafu groaned as she sunk further, Vyrna’s pleading unnoticed as the tiny cock ornament was eased inside of Sapphire’s tight cunt, followed swiftly by several inches of fox cock.

Normally Sapphire would have been content to take things slowly, but it wasn’t that sort of day. Rather, she wanted to get Snafu satisfied and out of bed so that the pair could search out the remaining trespassers. Her bounces were quick and almost a little clumsy, though that was partially intentional so that she could feel the panicked and flailing wolf bumping against parts of her that gave little jolts of pleasure, bringing her quickly up to speed with Snafu.

“Fuck, I- You’re really into it this morning, Saph. Maybe we should involve the little guys more often if it gets me this kind of treatment!”

Inside Sapphire’s heated, soaking pussy Vyrna was desperately trying to squeeze her way back towards the exit. It was a tight fit, but unlike Kale trapped in the toy, there was a certain give in the dragon’s inner walls which allowed her to slowly make her way down the shaft. Each bounce compressed her almost painfully to the inner wall and forced the air from her lungs, but she was making it there slowly. That was, at least, until Sapphire felt her little sex-aid’s attempts to escape and pulled all the way back, leaving only the head of Snafu’s cock inside of her. She waited a moment for Vyrna to fall into place, once again on the tip of the shaft, and only then resumed her bouncing.

With most of her energy already spent by the previous attempt Vyrna had all but given up. She took the punishment of being pressed against this wall or the other, drenched in slimy pre and feeling like she would cook in the intense heat and friction of the lovemaking. For a moment she hoped that once they were done the giants might be kind enough to let her go freely, but as the pair shuddered and groaned with the sound of an imminent climax and the cunt around Vyrna became tight enough to begin moving her deeper by itself, she realised just how doomed she was.

Sapphire leaned down and pressed her chest to Snafu’s as they each orgasmed together, with his morning load flooding her pussy and in turn her needy cunt squeezing around his shaft and ensuring she was draining him for all that he had to give. Each had entirely forgotten about Vyrna’s involvement at this stage as her presence could no longer be felt by either of them. They simply enjoyed the carnal embrace, light humping prolonging each of their climaxes, and panted heavily as they began to enjoy the afterglow.

Sven couldn’t believe what he had watched from across the room. His sister was trapped between the two of those giants who were too busy fucking to realise what mortal peril she was in. It had taken the entire time that they were fucking for him to scale the bed, travel the length of the mattress, and eventually manage to crawl his way onto Snafu’s shoulder in an attempt to get their attention. Exhausted, he was catching his breath while considering his words carefully. He needed to make sure they understood the seriousness of his pleading.

“Oh, hey. There’s another one. You want it?”

Icy blue eyes locked onto Sven and he froze in terror. Sapphire’s fingers reached to pluck him up, dangling the wolf by one arm and bringing him over Snafu’s face. The fox shrugged lightly as if to say “Sure.” And then opened his maw, making a show of lolling his tongue out and curling the tip, beckoning Sven towards his fate.

“Wait, wait! I just want my sister back! She’s stuck-“

Squelch!

Sven landed on the tongue but rather than immediately being knocked back and swallowed, he was pinned beneath something. Sapphire’s tongue. Trapped in the middle of the pair as they made out passionately, Sven was passed back and forth in a deluge of saliva, swapped from Snafu’s maw to Sapphire’s, teetering on the brink of vanishing down her gullet only to be saved by the flow of drool and washed back into Snafu’s again. He would have screamed if he wasn’t terrified that it would drown him.

Pushed this way and that more times than he could count, Sven couldn’t even tell where he was any more. The constant writhing of the tongues and the heavy saturation of saliva in his fur made him feel so weak that unless he happened to be exactly between the two when they parted lips he was certainly going to be swallowed.

As fate would have it the wolf wasn’t so lucky. With one final surge of saliva, he found himself tumbling across a tongue and without the owner so much as needing to try he slipped head first into the unwanted welcoming embrace of their throat. One small, almost unnoticeable swallow and he was plunging down into the abyss, walls squeezing all around him to draw him deeper and deeper until he wasn’t even so much as a bulge on Snafu’s throat.

The pair relaxed together for a while after that, exhausted from the intensity of a day which had barely just started. After some time had passed, Sapphire leaned across and kissed her boyfriend’s cheek before slipping from the bed and heading to the door.

“I’m going to make us some proper breakfast. Don’t stay in bed too much longer, alright?”

In reply Snafu stretched out and licked his lips, enjoying her lingering taste as well as that of the wolf.

“Sure thing, Saph. I’ll be up in a bit. There’s just something I want to get finished first. Ten minutes at most. Promise!”

She rolled her eyes as she left, though the giggle as the door closed let him know that she didn’t mind too terribly at least. His prick already stiffening he peered over the edge of the bed. Where had that toy gotten to..?