Hellhound Quickie

...as I sat against her in the dark I watched as the storm outside illuminated the cave's mouth with furious blasts of lightning. It was lucky that she found this grotto when she did or we'd both be out there getting soaked. And from the one time we'd gotten caught in the rain before I already appreciated the fact she wouldn't smell like wet dog for a day.

If anything, being this close to her, she smelt faintly ashen. Like the crisp smell one gets from a campfire in the mid of autumn. Relaxing, in a way. Comfortable. Between that and her wrapping her fur-covered paws around me like a Teddy Bear I had already forgotten about my mental demons. The ones that had been haunting me since a year ago: they were my hell. Who better to chase away such things than a dog of the underworld herself? I owed Valira so much, more than she would ever know.

"Toran," she asked, interrupting my thoughts. Her voice not unlike a purr in my ear. "When was the last time you bathed?"

"Something like a week, why? Do I smell that bad?"

She snorted, as if amused, "Absolutely horrible. You should be happy I'm willing to sit with you like this." In reality we both knew that she'd cuddle me even if I smelt like skunk. This was just her way of trying to be cute. I think.

"Well thanks for putting up with me, Valira. I know it must be difficult." I guess it came out less jovial and more harsh than I expected as her grip tightened around me.

"For you? Anything. But don't get all depressive on me or I'll..."

I smiled and patted one of her paws reassuringly. "No it's not that. I just worry about you too, you know? I feel bad that you keep sneaking off in the middle of the night for my sake."

Her body heat seemed to double at the remark. "Well if someone would just tell me they wanted to have sex I wouldn't have to go and..."

I couldn't help but chuckle at her misinterpretation of my words. "Val, I meant about the breakfast and firewood you always seem to collect before I wake up. So that's what you do when you..."

My air was cut off for a moment as she "hmph'd" and clutched me tighter. From behind us I could hear her long tail flit back and forth. For awhile we just stayed like that in silence, letting it speak our emotions for us. Finally I worked up the courage to say something. "So... if not having sex bothers you that much why haven't you just pinned me down yet? Lord knows you could."

"Because exactly that," she replied. "It's true that I'm a Hellhound, a monster capable of taking whatever man I want whenever I want. But you know what? It's not the same as having that same man willingly submit. Something like that means more. Or it should, anyways."

I mused over her words. They carried some truth to them. "So all this time, you've been waiting for me to what, get naked and..."

I yelped as Valira nipped at my nape. "No, you idiot," she said, not without mirth. "I just wanted you to be comfortable enough around me that you could ask such without feeling awkward. Or without losing your pride."

"Pride is the least of my worries," I said, tilting my head up to look into her eyes. "Really I just don't want to disappoint you, you know? Even with you taking the lead I doubt I'll much be any good."

"Hmmm, perhaps." Candid, she was. Her two burning eyes betrayed her passion though. "But I wouldn't mind even if that was the case. You'll learn and get better, in time."

"I see..."

Another round of silence as we stared at one another. This time, though, there was an unspoken sexual tension. She was testing me, I think. To see if I was ready to truly submit to her care. It wasn't until a particularly loud crash of thunder outside that I finally managed to say something. "You'd think this would be easier."

"Nothing worth doing is easy, Toran." Her tail seemed to increase its pace back and forth in anticipation. "But all you have to do is say three words: 'Let's. Have. Sex.' That's it. That's all you have to do."

I could feel the heat rush to my face. "And yet it feels so awkward! Like... like it should be sexier or more romantic or..."

Again she cut me off, this time by kissing my forehead. "Hush. Just take a deep breath and say it. If I don't break you of this now how else are you going to be able to deal with the really fun stuff later on?"

"Like... Like what?" I asked.

She winked. "Oh you know, stuff like ropes, collars, and gags..."

If I wasn't already red before I was then. "I... Umm... Yeah I guess I should have expected that. Hellhound and all..."

"Of course we don't ever have to go that far if you don't want to. Again it's all about you being comfortable and genuinely wanting to be with me."

"I do want to be with you Val but..."

She growled, the grin characteristic of her race creeping across her face. "Then say it. The three words."

The stare she gave me all but burned a hole through my skull. Well, it was now or never I guessed. "Let's... have sex?" I winced and closed my eyes the moment the words left my mouth. I felt so foolish. That's when she started to scratch the top of my head affectionately.

"See? Not that hard, was it?"

"No?" I opened my eyes to see her still grinning down at me. The fire about Valira's eyes seemed to be even more radiant than usual.

"Good boy~. Now take off your shirt and pants before I decide to rip you out of them. I have three months of sexual frustration to work out on you."

"You'll need to let me go first."

"Ah, right..."

But she didn't. Not at first. Instead she spun me around and took my tongue up with hers. It was my first kiss, one that would stay with me for the rest of my life. As would the memories of what happened next.

The kiss itself did not last very long. If I had to guess she mostly had done it to help calm herself somewhat. The heat emanating from her blackened skin was immense, her arousal evident in more ways than one. Between that red, fluffy tail and her panting I knew she was about three seconds away from slamming me against the cave floor and having her way with me. Yet it was also soothing. The fact that she was restraining herself for my sake is what I cared about most of all.

"Right... clothes then..." I gasped as she let me go. In my haste to disrobe I ended up tripping over myself in the removal of my pants. Something she had a laugh about at my expense.

"Do try not to knock yourself out, Toran. I want you awake for this."

I grumbled as I untangled myself. "Easy for you to say, you don't wear pants. All you wear is..."

"These?" I looked up to see her holding her void-colored panties in one of her claws. I fought to keep my gaze from wandering lower, at first anyways. When I finally saw her womanhood, all but dripping liquid down her leg, I gulped.

"Three months... huh?

"Three months," Valira replied. The Hellhound tossed aside her skimpy cloth as if it were nothing and closed the gap between us. Gently, yet powerfully, she pushed me down and held me there as she stole another kiss. I was powerless - with my arms above my head and her lower half pinning mine. She was in control and we both knew it.

"Now then, Toran..." She drew back, looking down between us. I followed her gaze and watched as she begin to slide her opening in small circles across my pelvis, leaving a blisteringly hot moisture in its wake. Behind it lay her goal, and mine. "Are you ready?"

I shuddered, a mixture of anticipation, nerves, and joy. "You're not going to burn it off, right?"

She winked and twisted herself just enough to bring me right to her entrance. "Not unless you want me to. That's second date material."


"How many dates have you been on, exactly?"

"Not one, actually. You're my first."

"Ah..."

Her tail had all but wrapped itself around one of my legs, preventing itself from waving wildy in the air behind her. I was about to ask what she was waiting for when she suddenly plunged herself down onto me. It was as if I had thrown myself into a fire. The pulsating walls all but scaled my flesh and brought me to a level of pleasure I had thought exaggerated in all the tales. I moaned involuntarily, which drew a lip bite out from her.

"I've wanted to see that face on you for so long, Toran. Now just stay there and let me melt you away~"

She brought herself up, releasing all but my tip from her folds. Then she came crashing back down. My entire pelvis reverberated at the impact, though I wasn't worried about her causing any permanent damage. If anything, I was more distracted by the fact the next movement was followed by her beginning to nibble and lick at my face and neck. All the while she whispered the same sort of encouraging things that had saved me from myself long ago. The kind of things that make your heart melt and are best kept between lovers.

It was no wonder that I only lasted three minutes under these conditions. To tell the truth I was impressed with myself for holding on even that long. The level of ecstasy I was experiencing was so great that when the orgasm hit I almost missed it. My vision went pure white for a moment as I strained against her hold and shot everything I had into her. In that moment, in that high, something changed. It wasn't about me anymore. It was about wanting to make sure Valira knew this same level of pleasure.

When I finally managed to find my mouth again, I managed to mutter, "That... amazing... But I feel... bad."

"Hmmm~? Bad?" Despite her tail being wrapped around my leg I could feel the base tugging back and forth. "Good bad or bad bad?"

"Good bad, I think."

"Talk it out," she encouraged. The Hellhound gave me a reassuring squeeze both internally and externally. "I can't read minds after all."

Somehow I found a way to blush even deeper. "I just feel bad that after three months, that's all I'm able to give you."

She laughed, not unkind. "Oh, Toran, you silly boy. That was just the beginning. We're not leaving this cave for awhile~"

I gulped as her smirk widened. "I... I see..."

What came next was a blur of bliss. We only stopped when one of us needed a drink or when Valira experienced her own high, of which I am proud to say happened at least four times despite my inexperience. It was some sixteen hours later (though it could have been several days for all that I experienced) the two of us finally came apart. A sweating, panting mess, we clutched to one another as the sun began to rise outside. My entire body felt as if it had been broken and bruised. And in some parts it actually was discolored. But seeing Valira's face made all of that disappear. She seemed so happy. So content that my heart practically burst into tears. I decided then that I would become stronger, if not for myself but for her. Not to lesson the amount of damage I took in future exchanges (I actually quite liked some of it) but so that I'd be better able to meet her needs. It seemed like the non-selfish thing to do.

"Toran~" she whispered, pulling my head into her cleavage. "I hope you don't mind but I didn't get us breakfast today..."

I nuzzled against her pillows, "That's okay. The only thing I'm hungry for right now is you."

Her body heat surged once more. We didn't end up leaving that cave for another two days. By that time her hellish love and passion had been all but seared into my being.