The Chaotix, The Fox and The Dingo | By : LootingLizards Category: +S through Z > Sonic Views: 1130 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter Nine; Sweet Dreams
As the hours turned closer to the drawls of midnight, the three reptiles kept chatting away, talking about all sorts of trivialities that had occurred that day. At around half eleven, Vector yawned and addressed the other two. “Hey boys, it's getting a little late. How about we do what Espio did and hit the sack?” Vector rose up from his seat and made his way to the bedroom. Dingodile and Joe quickly followed suit, feeling the drag of their lethargy as they did so. “I'll just be headin' to the basement to get changed, if yer don't want t'witness yer general naked” Dingodile cackled before stepping towards the bedroom door to leave. He was therefore shocked when Joe jumped up quickly and shut the bedroom door on him. “We don't need to concern ourselves with the luxury of undressing in different rooms. We will stay here and proceed as usual”. Indeed, they got changed right there, even with Dingodile's confusion. He got over it quickly enough though, and the two were quickly dozing off to sleep.
Some few hours later, Dingodile awoke again. He slipped through the darkness to the toilet, took a piss, then swiftly made his way back to bed. He lay in bed allowing himself to drift off again, when the silence was broken by a soft hiss calling his name. “Oh, ah, sorry about wakin' yer, Joe. Must have been too heavy in the footin', right?” he mused childishly. He got no answer. “...Erm, okay. I'll just drop the subject then...” He lay back down and got comfortable. Just as he felt himself about to pass out once more, he heard another soft hiss, barely audible despite it being the only sound above his breathing. “Ungh, yes, I will do whatever you wish me to, boss...” Dingodile's ears swivelled to an alert position as he sat up and gazed in alarm at his friend. “Joey, you alright mate?” he asked, trying to get Joe to speak to him normally. Joe remained lying down, his body wiggling gently while his eyes remained shut. “Crikey mate! Yer asleep! Yer havin' a dream!” Dingodile yelped in surprise. He ripped the duvet from the bed and tossed it behind him. Not only was Joe wiggling about, there was a bump poking up from his amethyst nightgown which his hand was poised beside. The pieces were fitting together now; Joe wasn't just having an ordinary dream, he was having an erotic dream...and that bump threatened to break it out into reality, too.
Before the duvet could be picked back off the floor, Joe began to hiss again, more painfully this time. Dingodile decided to do nothing now, but to simply gaze at the dreaming lizard as his moans became more insightful into his darkest desires. “That's it, Dingodile, fuck yer little Joey good, make me beg to do your every whim...” Joe's once content face was growing into a perverted smile, his hands clawed restlessly over his body. Amused at this spectacle, Dingodile moved his hands over Joe's sleek body to help pin him down while his hips swayed rhythmically. By now, Dingodile was getting twisted little ideas about what he wanted from him, given the fact he now knew he was a sycophantic, submissive horny devil. This was further established when Joe began hissing again for the final time, this hiss being sharp and audible. Dingodile moved back to see if this meant that something was happening. Sure enough, Joe's swaying had turned to the occasional jerk. The front of his nightgown was beginning to gain a darker patch where the tip of the bulge was. He'd just had a full wet dream, unknowingly in the presence of the one man he didn't want to see his masochistic tendencies.
Dingodile moved like a skilled stealth expert while cleaning up Joe. He expertly removed the nightgown off the oblivious lizard to put in the laundry, before carrying him over to the bathroom to give him a sponging and remove the cum that had remained on the tip. Dingodile wiped with delicate movements over the sensitive parts, he didn't want to wake him up in the middle of the aftermath or, worse still, unintentionally set off another wet dream. That wasn't to say Dingodile wasn't tempted by Joe's lusting meat at all. On the contrary, he had to exercise very strict self-restraint so that he didn't try to fuck Joe there and then. He managed to savour every part of him though, and did it ever feel good to his senses. He proceeded to dry him off with the best towel he could find, then replace a new, identical nightgown so that Joe remained ever unaware of what had transpired. He also got out a new duvet for the same purpose. As he lay Joe down for the final time, Dingodile noticed that his expression had turned to an innocent blush, almost thanking him for the attention and care. Dingodile responded by kissing his cheek gently, and then got back into bed to finally resume his own rest.
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