A Pet Dinosaur

14 January 2017

21:21 Gyro Tech nuzzles a raptor and dangles a leash at him.

21:21 Lacertius blushes. How did he know?!

21:22 Gyro Tech giggles an reaches up to jingle the banles on the others collar, the unicorn sporting a hot pink one of his one.

21:25 Lacertius is blushing but scowling, his tail hissing through the air as it sways. "And who do you belong to, little thing?" he snorts.

21:28 Gyro Tech shrugs his shoulders and gently saunters around the feathered dinosaur, running his tail gently along the scales. "I dont know, maybe you...or perhaps you belong to me?~"

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21:38 Lacertius gives a little snap of his jaws, not towards the unicorn, but as a show of general irritation. "Belong to you? That would be an amusing thought. I dare say the dead would walk before that happened, though..."

21:49 Gyro Tech nods his head and moves back towards the front of the raptor. He lifts the leash up in his magic as if offering it to Lacertius. "Well, in that case, I guess I belong to you~" He coos, dipping his head in a show of deferance. "I just figured maybe otherwise, with that collar you've slipped on."

21:51 Lacertius peers at the offered leash with narrow eyes, but he doesn't take it, the already cautious raptor suspecting a trap of one kind or another. One hand touches the collar around his neck almost self-consciously, as he gives a soft growling. "Perhaps I intend to submit to someone a little more worthy than you?"

21:54 Gyro Tech lifts the leash up till its near the raptors arms and just drapes it over them then. "Well fine then, but I hardly know what's more worthy than a magical unicorn that can control fire itself. Pluse, whats more right for pony play than a pony eh?" He asks teasing. The unicorn gives another flick of his tail and presses his head affectionatly into the other's chest.

21:58 Lacertius 's arms have no choice but to accept the leash, else let it drop to the floor, and as tempting as that might be the raptor figures he may as well take advantage of the situation. "You're a pyromancer?" he asks, the scepticism more than clear in his tone, for he's not used to dealing with these sorts of equines. He doesn't object to the affectionate nuzzling but his body does tense up some. "You're saying you want to saddle me? Or is that what you want done to you? Seems rather pedestrian, in the latter case..."

22:03 Gyro Tech pulls away from the raptor long enough to turn his attention to the leaves on a nearby tree. He plucks a bundle in green magic and then grins at the raptor. "Would I lie to you?" His tongue sticks out with some effort and he concentrates, quickly causing the picked up leaves to burst into flame, that grows hotter till its all consumed, letting the ashes fall to the floor. "As for that, well, I think you might look cute in a saddle~"

22:08 Lacertius watches, a bored look on his face, but as the leaves start to smoke he perks up, moreso when they catch alight. By the time they're at their hottest, a brilliant white flame that sears the eye, his long green feathers are standing on end, and a look of utter shock has replaced the boredom. He looks to Gyro with a newfound respect, claws twitching. "Well... I'll be damned. Perhaps I underestimated you." He glances back along his own feathered spine and grumbles, though, shifting his weight from one leg to the other. "But don't push your luck too far..."

22:14 Gyro Tech returns to the other's arms and then runs a hoof down across the other's plumage with a smirk as he notices the other's shock. "You look rather surprised there, didnt you know that us unicorns are masters of at least some magic?" The pony swishes his tail back and forth. "So, does that mean I'm impressive enough to be your master for a day, or maybe more if you so desire it in the end?"

22:18 Lacertius is impressed, there's no way he can deny that while still be honest to himself, but at the same time he's a stubborn beast when it comes to matters like this. "I didn't expect the 'masters of magic' to be so small and colourful," he mumbles, glancing down, listening to the soft sound of the tail disturbing the air. "You're a persistent little thing, anyway. What's in this for you? Looking for a feather in your cap? Bragging rights?" Even while he speaks, though, he's unclipping the leash from Gyro's collar and turning it around his hands...

22:24 Gyro Tech beams up with a mixture of pride and lust as he feels the raptor's deft claws move to undo the leash, flicking his tail about almost like an eager dog. "Oh come now, even the magicians of the two leggeds tend to wear colorful robes. And, you dont think I could have just found you rather attractive sitting there with a collar like that?" He asks, giving it a little tug with his magic. "Perhaps this small and colorful thing is just in it for the pure lust, and wont even tell a soul if the pretty creature is too embarrassed about it."

22:30 Lacertius shrugs, in his own special way; it's a strange gesture that starts at the shoulders but ends up as a ripple along the fancrest that sits just above his tail. "Everyone has an ulterior motive," he says simply. Himself, for example, had been tolerating the unicorn at first in the hopes of a free meal, but now he's reconsidering at the thought of becoming the first utahraptor to suffer a case of non-meteor-related spontaneous combustion. He keeps turning the leash over in his hands, winding it around them, pulling it taut with a creaking of leather. "You truly wouldn't tell anyone?"

22:36 Gyro Tech half chortles at the strange motion, but brings a hoof to his face in an attempt to stifle his laughter. "Well, I alreayd told you mine didnt I? and if everyone does, well you've been keeping me around for some reason instead of chasing me off havnt you?" He asks with a grin. "I really, truly wont tell anyone. It will be just our little secret unless you decide to share how wonderful of a time you had with a colorful pink and blue pony~" He coos and then, taking some initiative, he grabs the clippy end of the leash and feeds it around the collar with a snap.

22:42 Lacertius blinks, the click of the leash seeming louder in his ears, almost like a break between one moment and the next, bringing an air of change with it. He looks down at the leash still knotted around his fingers, then to the smug and altogether [b]superior[/b] looking unicorn, and with a rumble that's somehow utterly different from the ones he'd made before, he unwinds the leash and takes the end of it between his jaws. His head comes down, knees bending to help and put him on more of a level with the unicorn, and in a slightly muffled voice he says, "Would you...be my master? For the day?"

22:49 Gyro Tech has his chest puffed out with an air of dominance as he stands before the creature, despite his comparatively diminutive size. His smile grows wider still as Lacertius bends down to his level and lets out his request in a warm, slightly stale breath. The unicorn brings a hoof to his snout as if contemplating and asks, "Well...how do I know you'll be an obedient thing?" He doesnt actually give Lacertius time to respond though, knowing not to push his luck, and grabs the leash from his jaws without a further word. His hoof rises up to stroke over the top of his new pet's head.

22:56 Lacertius doesn't resist the pull, jaws loosening to let the magical grip pluck the leash away with only a few light toothmarks in it. He presses his head into the hoof, making a strange trilling sound, his crest rising, tail still swaying and pulling his hips with it. "What reason would I have to deceive you?" he says. "If I were to try anything...untoward, I'm sure you could do what you did with that branch. It would be foolish of me to lie now." His body lowers itself even more, though his hips are forced to stay pushed up into the sky "Besides... How could a good pet betray his master~?"

23:02 Gyro Tech turns the leash over in his site, frowning at the bite marks. "Perhaps, but I'm afraid you've already started to disappoint me. You've damaged my good leash." He with draws his hoof and then presses Lacertius's snout down into the earth beneath his hoof, though careful not to apply too much. "I should hope that you'll be able to make this up to me." The unicorn wiggles his hips, causing the package beneath him to sway visibly from the raptors newer vantage point.

23:08 Lacertius is inclined to think that this isn't exactly a fair criticism, all things considered, but he doesn't dare speak it, for a good pet shouldn't speak out against his master now, should he? Instead he grunts as his nose is forced against the ground, composing something that might, generously, be considered a suitably contrite whimpering. "I apologise greatly, master, I meant not to, but..." From down here he has such a wonderful view of the what the pony's carrying, and though in absolute terms it might be smaller in comparison to him, in proportion terms Gyro is something of a monster! He can't help but wonder if that's a species-wide thing, or... His own hips start to wave, a sinuous motion running down his back. "Of course, master, I'll do my best~"

23:15 Gyro Tech nods his head, seeming to accept the appology and then removes his hoof, running it over the crest once more, then drawing it along the jaw line till its under his chin. "Very good, very good, I shall forgive you this time," he says mercifully. He then pauses there for a second and considers how best he might position himself for the other. "Hmm I think you might need to roll on your back for this..." The Unicorn pauses for a second and realizes he doesnt know the other's name. Ah well, a master's supposed to name his pet too, and then continues, "...Muldreth. It should make it easier for you to attend to me." The unicorn 's sheath hang heavily below him, hiding the majority of his girth and length, but what was visible was certainly impressive.

23:24 Lacertius lifts his head to allow Gyro access along the scaled underside of his head, still making that little trilling sound. He's waiting for a moment to show his gratitude when he hears the name given to him, and blinks. 'Muldreth'? Where did... Idly he wonders if it wouldn't be too imprudent to give the unicorn his real name. Not that he knows what Gyro is called, but then again he has a title for him already, and doesn't need much else. Without saying anything he nods and rolls over, belly-up on the floor, looking back so that Gyro is upside down in his vision now, and those great legs are sticking ungainly up into the air, toes curled.

23:31 Gyro Tech can feel the trill vibrating his hoof, and then watches as the raptor quickly rolls over onto his back. "Good good~" He coos, stepping forward, straddling Lacertius's head with his legs and letting the sheath bob down in front of teh warm breath. "Go on then, earn yourself a treat, and the maybe your master will stuff you real well~" Gyro then lowers his snout slightly, pushing it into the soft scales that make up the Utahraptor's center and nuzzling up and down in small circles.

23:38 Lacertius knows just what he's supposed to do, and while the act may be demeaning, especially when done to what would otherwise be some lowly preything, he relishes in it, in the loss of control, the oddly comforting need to rely on another for orders and instructions. His warm, scaled nose rubs up against the sheath, along it and across the hanging orbs just behind, before he returns to the soft skin. A quick lap, a taste of what's to come, heavy and musky on his tongue, and then he starts to wash the sheath, tendering drawing his tongue over it, feeling it swell beneath the rougher surface as he laps the sweat and the musk away. To Gyro, he smells almost oily, a strange and earthy scent that speaks of feathers preened and cleaned in the old way.

23:47 Gyro Tech tenses as he feels the first tendrils of the creature's tongue upon his musky furred orbs and sheath, especially with those sharp teeth as near to him as the are, but when it seems the raptor is fully cooperating, he relaxes once more, relishing in the sensations of the long warm tongue rolling over his sensitive flesh. Slowly but steadily his shaft begins to poke out, adding a sweet smell to the musk as little bits of pre drizzle from teh expanding tip. The unicorn has a rather fresh scent today, something like thyme and a light change to his own flavors to match. Quickly, his thighs and belly are coated in a heavy layer of drool that mats down his fur. All the while the unicorn's snout massages over his pet. "Good good Muldreth, thats right," he purrs as his breath grows sharper. The pony rests some more weight on the raptor, now lifting his forelegs to strech along the belly to hopefully reach the slit he knows is a fair distance away.

23:59 Lacertius feels his back arching, belly rising into the searching hooves even though he knows that they can never reach all the way along without the pony moving, and that means taking his snout away from the growing shaft that's already extending into it. But that isn't so terrible; carnal pleasure is something he can know whenever he wishes, but this is about the feeling of submission. Pleasuring his master without reciprocation? Only adds to that feeling.

By now his tongue is curling around the cock, feeling the slight flare of the head and the gentle taper back towards the thick medial ring, humid air blowing from his mouth to tease the whole crotch that's slick with his drool, and wafting over the tightening balls. A slow moaning purr makes his belly rumble against the blue unicorn's muzzle, and his legs are very slowly kicking at the air.

00:07 Gyro Tech finds a moan soon leave his lips as the medial ring pokes out into the mouth of his pet, and the rest of the pink mottled shaft soon begins to fill out to its complete length. The powerful sensations wash over his body, bringing a shudder to the small horse and a gasp to his breath as his heart begins to race. He can feel the pressure growing inside of him as he begins to thrust against the muzzle, pulling his tip in and out and nearly reaching the back of the raptor's throat. His hooves give up their searching as he focuses on his new activity. "Now...see if you cant curl that tongue of yours all the way up under my tail~" He coos, closing his eyes.

00:13 Lacertius can't speak to affirm his understanding, not with his mouth and tongue so lewdly occupied, nor can he even nod, else risk pricking his hooked teeth against the all-too sensitive length. All he can do is try to follow his master's command as best as he can and hope that he pleases the unicorn. Rather than uncoil his tongue he pushes it forward, letting the tip slide outward while the length slips around like a coiling snake. The roughness now grinding around his cock is just another sensation for Gyro to enjoy, as is that of the tonguetip exploring his sack, lifting it up to reach onward, making its way up along the taint to finally flick itself teasingly against the puffy ring of his anus and the fleshy underside of his dock~

00:18 Gyro Tech sucks in a deep breath and thrusts harder against the bumpy tongue as it encircles his throbbing shaft, feeling each of the papillae stroking over the flesh as the tongue pushes deeper. As the tongue pushes up against his rump his heart nearly skips a beat, rather loving the sensation of the slippery muscle lining his entire underbelly as it did, one that he'd normally only find if he were swallowed. His balls begin to ache as they sway, grinding against the tongue while the unicorn finds himself near to the brink. "Yes, yes just like that~" He mumbles out, suddenly sounding far weaker in his moment of lust.

00:23 Lacertius easily takes the full length into his mouth, to the point that his chin scrapes along the slickened belly, upper lips pressed against the dangling equine balls, grinding the scales into the soft, musk-tainted skin. Drool starts to leak 'up' from his maw, dribbling down his upper jaw in thin rivulets, more trilling coming from his throat. And oh, he knows that his master is close, not just from the shaky moans but from the way the sack tightens, the feeling of pulsing meat that starts to throb in his mouth, the puckering of that soft ring... Maybe he shouldn't be making the stallion pop like this, but he just can't resist, circling the muscular sphincter just to tease it before thrusting his tongue in. It doesn't go far, too occupied already with the shaft, but it's just far enough to spread him out a little, to suggest the feeling of pressure on his prostate~

00:30 Gyro Tech 's pucker easily accepts the tongue as it pushes in through the tight ring, as if the stallion has had practice before and the sensation is enough to cause the unicorn to stop his thrusting. Less than a second later his entire body quivers and tenses up as a loud gasping cry leaves his lips. Thick rivulets of cum spurt up out of his tip, peppering the back of the raptor's throat with warm dripping seed that heats him from the inside. Just as the stallion's shaft had been surprising, so it seems, would the amount of fluid he had packed away. Every second brings another powerful squirt until finally, half a minute later, the unicorn is finished and collapses on Lacertius's belly. "Very...Very good," he pants out, feeling a tad weak in the legs. "I...Hope you liked your treat..."

00:35 Lacertius was expecting the hot, salty splattering, but even so the feeling of cum shooting into his maw makes him tense up as well, moaning, as his slit spreads open with the girth of his own cock as it rising upwards. He swallows, a loud [b]glck[/b] that Gyro should be able to hear from where he is, and it repeats with every sticky mouthful that the unicorn gives him. His hands clench, taking a hold of the hindlegs on either side of his head, and when the last spurt comes and the cock starts to dry-heave against the soft tissue of his mouth he gives a final thick, wet gulp before pulling his maw away from the drooling length. "Delicious, master~" he purrs, feeling the slight weight against his scaled underside, arms coming up and wrapping themselves around him like a downy blanket.

00:43 Gyro Tech 's hinds and belly are dripping with saliva by the time the raptor is done, while the horse's shaft hangs half limply out of the mouth, warmed now only by the hot breath of his pet. He coos and shifts around in teh warm feathers as they wrap him, allowing himself a moment to linger in the other's arms. His heart is still racing, though part of that was the area of his mind reminding him that Lacertius was indeed a predator, but he shoves that away. He's such a good pet. "Well Muldreth, I think if you give me a couple minutes like this, I should be ready to fill you from the other side, and perhaps reward you for a job well done. You've certainly made up for my leash now."

00:48 Lacertius nods, his needy shaft bobbing not too far from the unicorn's nose, within reach if he were to shift forward a little. "Thank you, master," he says, voice a little thick still from his mouthfuls of seed, seed that sloshes around in his belly right now. The heavy heartbeat he can feel against his scales, and it almost makes him chuckle that this tiny equine is commanding him in a moment of absurdity, but the memory of the white-hot flames consuming the branch is enough to banish thoughts of inadequacy.

20:52 < Gyro Feather> And here I thought you disliked the thought of prey gryphons :P

20:52 < Lacertius> But he's so tiny and not traditionally gryph-looking :p

21:12 < Gyro Feather> I just got up and wandered into the kitchen :V

21:13 < Lacertius> Oh, don't tell me you were expecting....

21:13 < Gyro Feather> I was going to make an offhand comment about omni DCing xP

21:15 Lacertius snugs and nuzzles