Some Writing for a Break

Hey all! Taking a short break in order to prevent my wrist from becoming an issue. Here's some writing from awhile ago, someone mentioned written porn in Discord, so I figured I'd post it!
Let me know what you think :D I can do more if you're interested.

I attached it as a doc, but I'll past it below. Enjoy!

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As you step through the door, you're greeted by a bear hug, the wind crushed out of you. You grunt a little as claws dig deeper than you would think, but those quickly turn to shivers as Darck’s clawtail slides up your back beneath your shirt, goosebumps forming as the shirt is lifted off and away.

You tremble as you’re lifted, surprisingly gently, and carried to the bed and placed down heavily. A moan escapes your lips as a thick tongue, rough but pleasant, works its way up your abs, sliding between your pecs before you’re gently nibbling on your neck.

A heavy hand, twice as large as yours, grasps lightly on your neck, another behind your head, as a thick tongue fills your mouth and distends your throat in an impossibly deep kiss. You choke, unable to breath, and breath heavily as it slides back out. A deep purr rumbles from above you in the dark.

Thick fingers pull at your pants, which slide off with ease, as you wriggle beneath gentle kneading of your nipples, and light kisses on the neck. The clawtail gently caresses your bulge, already straining, as hot breath caresses your ear. Darck whispers, gently, deep, and rumbling…

“Good luck walking tomorrow.”

You feel your underwear tear as the clawtail pulls it down sharply, your engorged dick slapping audibly against your stomach, a drop of pre landing on your chin. The deep purring continues as Darck’s thick, slick tongue encircles your cock, swirling the tip and sliding down the shaft. His thick, warm breath warms your hips. You feel his rumble in satisfaction as his thick legs shift, removing the rest of his clothes.

You gasp lightly in surprise as the clawtail slides beneath you, and lifts you with surprising ease, like a hammock. Darck stands to his full height as your penis, now almost painfully hard and leaking, never once leaves the warm embrace of his mouth. As he holds you in place, you hear the cap of a lube bottle click, but are already too busy trying not to cum with his thick-tongued ministrations, the deep purring vibrating you through your core.

You’re breathing heavy when he finally pulls away, gently placing you against his chest, your body still gripped within the clawtail. His thickly muscled chest flexes as he positions you, legs raised, against his hard member, cool from lubricant, as he brushes it gently against your hole. With little aplomb, he begins to slide you down onto it, and you gasp audibly as it fills you. Surprisingly, though, you have little issue dealing with it, the pain only slight before you feel yourself adjust.

“Don’t worry,” Darck rumbles above you in the darkness. “It’s not hard and I’m still pretty small.” The reassurances are lost to you in a shiver as you’re forced, none-too-gently, up and down his shaft by the clawtail, who’s talons begin to dig in to your sides. He grips the sides of your body, and you feel his muscular arms begin to sheen with sweat as you grip them.

You moan gently as he continues to thrust with increasing speed, but let out a yelp as he drops you to the bed.

“What is-“ you barely make out, before a thick finger fills your mouth, your tongue tasting the salt of his sweat.

“You’re gonna like this,” he rumbles, the purring increasing in volume as he presses down on top of you, his dense weight holding you in place as he quick repositions his massive hand, thick thumb pressed into your mouth as it holds your head back. He gently licks your now exposed neck, and you can’t help but arch your back as he re-enters you. It hurts again, feeling fuller than last time, and Darck grunts above you. The thumb in your mouth swells, and the hand repositions, gripping your entire head now. You grip his arm, which seems to swell with iron muscle, immobile, and you’re soon unable to get a good grasp. His grip begins to hurt, but you only find a moan escape your maw as you feel your ass fill with throbbing cock, pressing harder and deeper with each thrust. His chest crushes onto yours, a dense, thick weight, and you feel his pecs move with the rhythm as he breeds you deeply. He leans back, the bed creaking, and begins to slam your prostrate as warm rhythms play inside you, and you quickly lose focus.

Unsure of how much time passes, you can only tell by the thickening layer of sweat dripping down his arm onto your face, and the veil of sweat that fills the air. Finally, a head, nearly twice as large as when you started, leans down to your face, pulling the thumb from your mouth, he again deep throats you with a tongue, impossibly thick, making you squirm for air as your body fills with the vibrations of his purring, deep and bass. The tongue is removed quickly this time.

He rumbles “I’m getting close. Cum for me.”

As he picks up the tempo, he again grabs your mouth, pulling you back, and exposing your neck to surprisingly gentle kisses. His sweat-slick abs and vibrating purrs slide against your leaking cock, and you feel a finale build. Your gut distends as his cock head enlarges, and his pace quickens.

After countless seconds, he leans back, and, with a deep, guttural roar, he releases. You feel his warm seed fill yourself to the brim as he continues to pump, one foot on the bed, your leg raised onto his. The shadow you see looms above you, nearly to your ten-foot ceilings, as he continues to pound your prostate, copious seed leaking. With a gentle, breathy exhale - you cum.

Once, twice, three times it hits your face, your body distended backwards, hands gripping the sheets. Three more pulses before finally you can breath, feeling his thick thumb pull from your mouth, he lays you gently on to the bed, where you feel it moist from sweat and semen, still drooling from you as he pulls from you slowly. You feel empty as he pulls out, warmth drooling from your ass onto the bed.

He gently kisses your chest. “Mmm, good boy.” He breathes heavily. “That was fantastic.” He tenderly cleans most of the cum from your chest and abs with a towel, much too small in his hands, as he continues a quieter, rumbling purr.

He passes you the clean side of the towel to wipe your face. “Let’s grab a shower and go get some ice cream, yeah?”