Finding a Raptor's cave

25 December 2016

00:56 Ruzeth was wandering deep in the forest, searching for strange and new things that he might be able to use in some sort of potion ingredient. While on his journey he comes across a den where in he finds a bunch of large green and brown feathers in them. Curious things, as they don't quite match up with the feathers are common in normal birds, instead seaming a bit more course and primative. The zebra picks a couple of them up and puts them into his sack. He'd examine their alchemical properties later.

00:57 < Lacertius> Careful there, birdy, we're in the same family, you and I

01:00 < Dreamclaw> Same family? I am a mammal that can fly, while you are a flightless cold-blooded ancient biological mishap that rightfully went extinct. Ha, I doubt you are anywhere close to me!

01:00 < Dreamclaw> (no offence, this bird is just a jerk most of the time >_>)

01:01 < Sunset - Shimmer> How romantic.

01:02 Lacertius is returning to the temporary accommodation he'd picked out for himself, after a less than successful hunting trip. No sign of any real prey, just a few small mammals scurrying here and there, small songbirds in the trees... It's enough to drive him mad, and the aching stomach is picking up that slack. So when he finds his nose full of an strange scent as he draws close to the den, he pauses, taking a moment to process the smell. Mammal, probably. Maybe equine? Larger than anything else in this forest at least, and that's already good news. He takes a few steps forward and ducks in, spotting the black-and-white striped form messing around with a few fallen feathers. "Can I help you at all?"

01:03 < Lacertius> Your front half is bird, if you hadn't noticed, which means you and I share a close common ancestor. Relatively speaking, of course. Not that I expect you to have a grasp of something as complex as biology.

01:06 < Dreamclaw> Oh, and you are a professor of biology? How about archaeology or paleontology then? Would be fun to see you dig up your ancestors! If you talk fancy and think like that, then all of us have a common ancestor somewhere down the line! This doesn't mean I have to be associated with a scaled flightless turkey though >_>

01:07 < Lemon_Drop> I'm a pone!

01:08 < Dreamclaw> You are food, now be quiet, predators are talking.

01:09 < Lemon_Drop> Am not food!

01:09 < Lacertius> True, all life shares a single ancestor, but ours is far, far closer. Birds are dinosaurs, after all, or did they not teach you that in whatever school you went to? Taxonomy is another skill to add to that list of yours, and we're both of the order [i]theropoda[/i]. Or...perhaps you're trying to provoke me? Maybe you want to see what these teeth can do?

01:10 < Dreamclaw> You are a horse, shush! >_>

01:10 < Lemon_Drop> A big horse :>

01:11 Ruzeth startles for a second as the voice of the raptor echos back at him from the walls of the cave. He stuffs the last couple feathers away and then turns to address the intruder with a smile. "Oh...OH!" The zebra says in sudden realization after the feathered body of the dinosaur registers in his mind. "Are these feathers yours then? I had sort of figured that whatever had left them had gone and rather run off. I'm just exploring the area you see, looking for things that might be useful in potions. Sorry if I've intruded on your house. Anyways, I'm Ruzeth." He offers a hoof confidently, waiting to see if the raptor might rather take his invitation of good will.

01:15 < Dreamclaw> "Taxonomy? Provoke you? Ha! Like there is any real challenge here. All I have to do to win is use these babies!" The griff ruffles his wings before outstretching them in a playful manner. "Whatcha gonna do when your short hands can't reach me, huh? Jump?" Dreamclaw then gives the dino a direct stare, his expression suddenly dead serious, "And just what sound will you make when I dive down at you and catch you unaware, these claws and razor-sharp beak sinking right into your spine?" The large gryphon makes a point to display all four sets of deadly talons and the beak.

01:17 < Dreamclaw> (Can't play right now though, gotta go to bed really soon. But I will keep tabs on you for the future so we can see who is the best pred. Just a warning though, I never go down without a fight, so don't expect an easy catch or guaranteed victory. I don't do same-size soft vore either, so you better shape up or avoid the conflict.)

01:17 < Dreamclaw> Lemon, you are a small horse.

01:18 < Lemon_Drop> nuh

01:18 < Dreamclaw> https://static.f-list.net/images/charimage/6340413.png

01:18 < Dreamclaw> You suuuure? >:D

01:19 < Lemon_Drop> yus

01:19 < Dreamclaw> D:

01:19 < Lemon_Drop> Ever see a pone the size of a building before :>

01:20 < Dreamclaw> Can't say I did. I would rather prefer to stay away from those if that were the case D:

01:21 < Lemon_Drop> Makes sense!

01:22 Lacertius 's eyes narrow and he observes the intruder closely. Zebra, certainly, but very small, with strange features and a set of saddlebags. "House?" he says, his voice giving a small chirrup. "Hardly a house. This is just a place to sleep while I travel. Or do you not thing a creature like me could live in a proper house?" He rumbles, striding forward, cutting off the exit as he takes the hoof in a claw. "Ruzeth... Interesting name. How did you come to be here, Ruzeth?"

01:26 < Lacertius> When you come swooping down I'll probably just catch you with these. Bigger claws.

01:27 < Dreamclaw> With "probably" being the key word in the whole sentence.

01:29 Ruzeth laughs and shakes his head offering him another smile. "Sorry, no I just assumed that...well you do have quite a few feathers here is all. I'm sure you could live in a proper house if you so choose...I've just never seen a creature such as yourself out and about in Equestria," he corrects rather hastily. He gives the raptor a rather hearty shake and doesnt even realize that he's been trapped inside. "Well...I come from Zebrica across the sea, not really a native of Equstria as it were. I dont think I caught your name though?"

01:36 Lacertius gives the hoof a little squeeze before releasing it. Naive little soul, it seems, and either young or inexperienced. Or both, from the way he rambles, and the way he shows no fear of the obvious predator. That might make things a little more interesting, actually... The raptor releases the hoof and settles himself down, putting on what might be charitably described as a smile. "Lacertius. There are no others like me in this land. If at all, so I don't blame you for not knowing of my kind. Come," he says, patting the ground next to him, "and sit with me."

01:47 Ruzeth feels himself growing a little more relaxed as the raptor's demeanor changed. The sharp teeth behind his scaled lips were a tad off putting, but he'd seen that the dragons could be charitable enough, so perhaps this creature would be too. The zebra plops down right next to the other with a quick motion that causes the golden rings upon his body to jingle. "So then, the only one of your kind? Are you some kind of magical experiment that escaped from some unicorn? Or perhaps some sort of golem? though...you dont look to be made of the normal things one fo those would be made from."

01:50 Lacertius pauses, wondering how much he should explain. In the interests of seeming friendly, though, and considering the zebra likely won't be in any position to spread word of him... "I believe I'm the last of my kind, by a long margin. Any others like me have been dead for untold years. Think of me as having been hatched long past my time," he explains, as he rests one clawed hand on the zebra's striped back, stroking it up and down in smooth motions.

01:55 Ruzeth hmmms to himself and nods his head as he hears the creature's story. Upon feeling the claw on his back, the equine begins to arch up, pushing into the claw so that it runs over his form ever so gently and moving so that it finds the itchier spots to scratch. "Oh...well then...would it be too much for me to ask for any more feathers you've happened to shed? If you're the last one, then well...that means your feathers are a fairly rare alchemical ingredient, and who knows what sort of properties it might have."

01:58 Lacertius lets Ruzeth dictate where the claws go at first, though after a few good scratches he starts to wander once more, his touch softer, more of a caress as it slides all the way along his spine in one pass, ending just at the base of the zebra's tail. "Properties that will be lost to time forever, soon enough. Some might think you a cold heart for thinking of that, but you're lucky that I never knew any of my kind. Otherwise I might have had cause for insult." He smiles, though, hoping to make it clear that he feels no such insult, or at least to make the zebra believe that, as the claws roam over his furred body...

02:02 Ruzeth frowns at the raptor as he broaches that subject shaking his head. "No...I didnt rather mean it like that. Its not like I"m asking for you to sacrifice anything to me afterall...unless do you use your feath---eehhhhhwww" His last word is rather cut off as the claw runs across the base of his tail, bringing a shudder through the rest of his body. THe zebra's tail flicks back and forth gently, flagging side to side to allow the claw to roam where it would like now, though he neglects to guide it in case that had been an accident.

02:07 Lacertius nods. "I suppose I could see that. They're good for insulation if nothing else, and I confess I'm rather attached to them, even if they're not useful in other ways..." He doesn't seem to notice the zebra's reaction, nor his attempt to subtly coax the raptor into continuing along that path. Instead his claw runs all the way back up to the base of his neck and lingers briefly. Then it starts to trail back down, smoothing out the fur on its way, and it goes all the way to the tail this time, fingers taking a gentle hold of the long dock before they let it go and fall to one plump rumpcheek, resting there as if it's a perfectly ordinary place to keep it.

02:11 Ruzeth wiggles beneath the question claws as the run over his fur, disturbig it in the wrong direction and smooting it once more. As it rests upon his rump he equine wiggles and shifts, causing the talon to steadily drift between his cheeks towards the more sensitive regions. "Y-yeah...but once they molt..." he says with a laugh. The Zebra begisn to return the favor, bringing a hoof up to brush over the warm course feathers that flesh out the raptor's body. They feel far less ragged than the ones that he'd found upon the ground. "DO you have to preen these things ike gryphons do?"

02:15 Lacertius gives the cheek a short squeeze even as the shifting hips slide his fingers in between them, brushing against the zebra's taint, while his 'thumb' finds itself running up under the base of that tail. "Most feathered things have to preen, though it's less important for me, since I don't fly..." He trails off as if in thought, and his eye swivels in its socket to look down at Ruzeth, yellow gaze piercing him. The hoof is nice against his flank, and the way the zebra is moving... "Have you ever played outside of your species, Ruzeth?"

02:20 Ruzeth shudders as he feels the claw brushing at the deepest point between his rump and up against his sensitive pucker, going so far as to actually draw a gasp from the smaller creature. THe little pony flash Lacertius an almost eager look upon hearing that question and nods. "Yes, yes I have, with a couple gryphons, some ponies, never with a dragon like you though," he says biting his lip. Ruzeth doesnt even hide it now as he grinds himself back against that claw while his sheat steadily pumps out underneath him. Ruzeth's hoof gets a little more questiong, coming around to brush up underneath Lacertius's tail.

02:20 < Dreamclaw> (This turn is... unexpected)

02:21 < Dreamclaw> (not a dragon :P)

02:21 < Dreamclaw> (Also, gotta go for the night. See you all later.)

02:22 < Ruzeth> (Sure he's not, but RUzeth doesnt know that)

02:25 Lacertius 's hips shift, his tail rising up a touch to give Ruzeth some easier access. All he'd find is a simple slit, though it's starting to bulge out from within, the scales feeling warmer. "I suppose you want to, though, if I'm any judge~" the raptor purrs, thumb rubbing up against the tight little pucker, circling it, feeling the little ridges and wrinkles, his other two fingers dragging up over the equine sack and taint. "Would be difficult, though, I fear I might break you in two, you're so small." He doesn't bother correcting the mistake; zebra wouldn't even know what a raptor was, after all.

02:32 Ruzeth bites his tongue and looks up at Lacertius coyly. "Oh? Weren't you just getting on to me about assuming this to be your house? I'll have you know I've plenty of practice with bigger things." The zebra begins to shift where he lays, turning to face away from the raptor now, pulling away from the claws. He brings his chest to the floor and then raises his rump up high, giving it a little wiggle towards his face. "But...we still probably ought to go slow..just in case even if I doubt you're too big."

02:37 Lacertius takes another handful of zebra rump, squeezing and kneading at it as Ruzeth presents himself to the raptor. "Sensible little thing, aren't you?" he teases, the other hand drawing a single talon delicately up along the hidden spine, his own length spilling free from his slit in an instant. "Ought to make sure you're nicely warmed up first, then~" His snout comes down, the scaled tip of it nudging forward to nestle itself between his cheeks and under his tail, nose pressing against the faintly musky hole. That tongue, tapered and thick, starts to lap at the zebrabutt, making sure the outside is nicely slick before it pushes inside, lubricating and stretching the little thing in a single motion~

02:42 Ruzeth nods his head, pushign up against the talon that runs over his back, quivering. "Yes best to do that~" he says, followed by a gasp as the cool slippery tongue presses between the soft warm flesh, leaving a slick layer of slimy drool and drawing off the warm spiced flavor of the creature's fur.The zebra cries out as the tongue then peneatrates him, pushign deep inside his tunnles and carrying the slick fluids deep into him. The stallion's shaft swells between his legs, poking free of the fuzzy sheath and exposing its long black length into the air while the tip drizzles with sticky pre. "Y-yes~ Deeper deeper~" He coos out, feeling the thickening tongue applying even more pressure to his prostate.

02:48 Lacertius hears and obeys, more tongue sliding free from his maw, thicker with every inch of it, and the tip flicks and slides about to coat as much as it can with thick drool, giving a few short little thrusts. The slimy, slippery liquid clings to his cheeks as well, rivulets of it running down his inner thighs and over his sack, more spilling free when the raptor pulls his tongue out and steps forward, suddenly overshadowing the little zebra, hands taking a hold of his shoulders. "No turning back now, I suppose. Let's see how much you can take before you break, little Ruzeth~" The tip of his cock is narrow and pointed, the whole shaft smooth and plain, but it's a deceptive length, making one assume that it's smaller than it seems before it pushes in further and widens out drastically~

03:03 Ruzeth grunts and moans asn he feels the tongue worming its way deep inside of him, managing to take it all the way to the tip while he wiggles himself back and forth on the slippery muscle. He can feel the cool humid breath wafting over his backside while the teeth graze against his back, allowing a steady dripping of drool to dribble down on top of his form, resulting in a small puddle beneath him. His own shaft sticks out all the way, drizzling hot pre from teh tip which runs down the shaft. Ruzeth is panting already by the time the tongue leaves him and feels a little bit of the slime oozing from his loose rump. Ruzeth looks up as the raptor settles onto him and his saddle bags and then closes his eyes, forching himself to relax as the length steadily enters the tight hole. Ruzeth walks himself back, groaning from the increasing presure. "Oooh~ Keep going, keep going~"

03:13 Lacertius keeps pushing forward, spurred on by the efforts of the zebra who pushes himself back to try and take more, and it isn't long before, against all expectation, this young little zeeb is taking the raptor's whole length, right up to the knot-like bulge of the retractor muscles that add a little extra challenge. Not giving him any time to get used to it, though, the raptor pulls back with a pop and starts thrusting, pushing himself into Ruzeth at a punishing rhythm, wanting to see just what the zeeb can take!

03:21 Ruzeth closes his eyes and grunts, settling back onto the length while it pushes inside of him, adding a pleasantly painful pressure upon the sphincter and the prostate inside, leaving his shaft twitching and threatening to blow with any gentle carress. Ruzeth lets out a loud moan as the shaft first pulls away, before squeaking as he's born back down upon, closing his eyes. "E-easy there!" he cals out, feeling a little bit of tightness and resistance from the lack of adjustment time, pulling forward slightly to slow the thrusts.

03:26 Lacertius tightens his grip around Ruzeth, and instead of holding the zebra steady, the raptor now pushes him back into the pounding thrusts, ignoring the calls for restraint. He wanted to see how much it takes to break the zebra, and he's either going to break him or make him pop. Whichever it is, that'll be the end of the fun, and the start of 'business' for the raptor, and his belly is already grumbling softly, demanding that the sweet meat it knows is outside be sent down to meet it...

03:34 Ruzeth manages to take it well enough, despite his protests, thought he aching in his hines is growing worse with each thrust. THe poor pony calls out, "S-slow dowwwwwwwwwwwwww-----" Though his words devolve into a long moan of pleasure. The longer it goes on, at least he seems to become acclimated to it, falling back into the steady rythym, though he's yet to take that large knot like object either. His eyes roll up into his head as he closes them shut, feeling the pressure building in his own nethers.

03:43 Lacertius doesn't feel much of a need to slow down, if the zebra can't get the request out without betraying his own pleasure. Instead he speeds up, pumping hard, knowing that Ruzeth is close to popping. Speaking of... The bulge at the base of his shaft slips into the zebra with an audible pop, spreading him out even wider, and now the raptor is fucking him with the widest part, snarling his own pleasure out, crest standing upright, sickle-claws digging into the dirt beneath them.

03:48 Ruzeth gasps as he feels the knot slipping betwen his tail hole with a squelching pops. There's one, and then two thrusts before his abused body cant stand it anymore. WIth a high pitched squeal his entire body shudders and falls limp beneath the zebra, squiriting out shot upon shot of sticky white cum that spatters over his body and his fur. It seems like he's a never ending geyser as the puddle grows around him, just as the rumors say about zebra such as himself. He's lost in the wonderful haze of pleausure as his muscles in his tailhole clench and ripple over the raptor's shaft, seaking to milk him for all he's worht as well.

03:54 Lacertius doesn't mean to finish. His plan was to finish himself off after the fact, with a full and squirming belly. But the short, sharp little sound that the zebra makes, and the sudden tightness around him, pushes him headlong into orgasm, and with a heavy growl he finds him pumping his own heavy load into that rump. He doesn't knot the little pony; the bulge is too far back, and even when he pushes all the way forward, the tightness and his own jerking forces him back out until his cock is more manageable. But his hands close even tighter around Ruzeth, and the zebra's belly starts to swell as he's filled...

03:57 < Ruzeth> (And pause unfortunatly, audience. Maybe zebra will be able to disapear tomorrow night.

04:16 < Lemon_Drop> Rip