The sun was setting on a warm summer day as a feral dragon walked through the city streets on his way home from work. He was a young dragon, only 22, About the size of a German Shepard, with muted red scales over most of his body and yellow over his belly. He walked quickly and carefully to make it home in time. Tonight was a very special night, and he wouldn’t miss it for the world. It was the anniversary of him and his boyfriend meeting for the first time. He smiled and hummed happily to himself as he stepped into a shop to get the last few ingredients for dinner. He was greeted by a elderly male snow leopard, chopping up some fresh steaks.

“Hey there Pascal, you seem happy today. Got big plans for tonight,” He said, giving him a wink. 

	“Oh you know it. This is a super special time for me,” Pascal said, hopping up on the counter with his front legs, “You got the stuff I asked for?”

“Almost done,” He said, slamming a cleaver down through a thick chunk of beef. He smiled and began wrapping the three steaks he had cut off. “Man, I can remember when the two of you met. Fumbling over each other in the doorway, literally of course,” He said with a wink. 

Pascal blushed at that and scratched the back of his neck. “Yeah….still sorry about that table we broke. “

“Eh, no worries. Cheap dime store table anyway,” the Leopard said as he threw the meat into a bag. “Alright, all set. You two have the best of nights alright,” he said giving a wink. 

	“Thanks Ozzy, we will,” Pascal said, picking up the bag in his jaws and hopping back down, He gave a wave with his wing and turned to leave. 

It took another good 20-30 minutes before Pascal got back to his apartment. He quickly made his way in and up the stairs to the third floor. He then set to work making dinner for the two of them. Three Steaks, medium rare, steamed vegetable medley, and fresh baked rolls. He worked as quick as he could, making sure everything was perfect, even setting the table with roses and plating the food. He managed to finish just in time before he heard the click of the front door lock. 

The door opened and in walked an anthro lynx, black fur with white belly and lower jaw, 5’ 10”, with a small but toned build, wearing khakis, a blue button up shirt, and carrying a backpack. As he shut the door Pascal rounded the corner from the kitchen and smiled at him. 

	“Hey there Rysov, Have a good day at work,” He said, walking over.

“Eh, so so. Customers are a pain in the ass, but that’s nothing new,” Rysov said, setting his backpack by the front closet. 

	“Good,” Pascal said, hopping up onto his chest and giving him a short kiss. “I don’t want my favorite man stressed tonight.”

	Rysov smiled and returned the kiss before sniffing the air. He looked back down at Pascal and smiled. “You didn’t, did you?”

“Mhm. Happy anniversary,” Pascal said, kissing him again before hopping down and making his way back to the kitchen. Rysov followed behind, excited at the meal. His jaw dropped as he saw the spread out before him and looked back at Pascal. 

	“Oh hun, you shouldn’t have. This must have taken you hours,” He said, looking it all over. 

	“Well not that long,” Pascal said, giggling. “Though the rolls did take some doing to get right. Thank goodness for youtube tutorials,” He said blushing and side eyeing several empty bags of flour. 

	Rysov noticed his look and giggled softly. “Remind me to pick up more for your pancakes.”

Pascal smiled and used his teeth to pull out Rysov’s chair. Rysov thanked him as he sat, looking over the table again. Pascal then pulled over his special dining chair, one made for him to be able to lay down at perfect table height and eat in comfort. The two of them then dined for a few hours, talking and laughing about each other’s day. Once they were finished, they began to clean up, washing the dishes together, Rysov washing and Pascal drying. 

Once it was all said and done, Pascal looked up at Rysov and smiled. He gave him a gentle wink before wrapping his tail tip around his hand and leading him off to the bedroom. Rysov blushed a little and followed after. Once in, Pascal let go of Rysov and jumped up on the bed. He then circled back around and smiled seductively at Rysov. 

	“Well, now that we’ve had dinner and cleaned up, why don’t we celebrate with a little “Dirty dancing,” He said, winking at Rysov. 

Rysov gave a coy smile as he slowly started to unbuckle his pants. “You read my mind.” He smiled as he slowly unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, letting them fall to the floor before stepping out of them. He then bent down to pick them up, sneaking in a kiss with Pascal before standing back up and tossing his pants onto the dresser. He then worked on unbuttoning his shirt and tossing it onto the dresser as well. He then slowly slipped his underwear down, letting his sheath slip out, the tip of his feline shaft already poking out. He winked as his underwear hit the floor he then stepped out of them and with a small kick, tossed them into the hamper. 

	“Always quite the show man. But there is one cast member that hasn’t arrived yet,” Pascal said, scooting closer to him. He purred softly and began to run his paws over Rysov’s sheath, slowly teasing it out. Rysov moaned softly, biting his lip as his cock slowly slid out. After it was about halfway, Pascal slowly began to lick it, drawing more moans from Rysov. 

“Almost there, he just needs a little more motivation,” Pascal said, smiling. He then opened his muzzle and slide Rysov’s cock slowly into his mouth. HE purred and moaned as he began sucking gently. Rysov puffed and panted as he put his hands on top of Pascal’s head. He then began to give gentle thrust into Pascal’s mouth as his shaft continued to slide out. He looked down at Pascal and moaned as his shaft began to leak precum into his mouth. Pascal smiled and pulled off at that point, moving back and looking up at Rysov.

	“There we go, almost all set,” He said, nodding. He then turned around on the bed and rolled over onto his back. HE smiled and spread his legs as he looked up at Rysov. “Your turn, big boy.” 

Rysov smiled and grabbed hold of Pascal’s back legs gently, lifting him up slightly so his anus was in perfect position. He then started to poke at Pascal’s hole with the tip of his tapered feline shaft. He purred softly and teased the entrance to Pascal’s ass for a good while, rubbing it in circles and poking in just enough to stretch it, before pulling out again. Pascal blushed and looked at him as his own shaft began to poke out of his slit. After a few minutes, Rysov stopped and looked Pascal in the eyes.

“You ready,” He asked softly. Pascal nodded and Rysov began to push in slowly. PAscal closed his eyes and moaned as his anus was slowly stretched around his shaft. Rysov was gentle, being feline he knew what he could do with his member. He pushed in all the way to the base, then slowly began to pull out again. The barbs on his shaft pulling back against the walls of Pascal’s Rectom. He let out a moan and arched his back in a mix of pain and pleasure. Rysov kept going, as they were used to this. He slowly picked up speed and soon settled into a gentle rhythm. The room filling with gentle plaps.  

Pascal was in heaven by now, moaning and panting with each thrust Rysov gave. But he knew Rysov wanted more. Pascal smiled up at him as she snaked his tail through Rysov’s legs and began to poke the tip between his ass cheeks. Rysol jumped in surprise, but smiled and looked Pascal in the eyes. He leaned down, and kissed Pascal deeply. The two shared the kiss for several minutes as the two danced their dance. 

They soon broke the kiss and stared into each other's eyes. Rysov blushed and smiled at Pascal. “I love you,” He said gently, before kissing Pascal again. Pascal purred in to the kiss and said in return. “I love you too. Are you ready?” Rysov nodded, giving the que. Pascal thenslowly pushed his tail into Rysov’s ass. Rysov moaned out in pleasure, humping into Pascal harder. 

As the two laid there, thrusting into each other gently, they began to kiss again. All the while, Pascal’s cock began to grow to full mast. Six inches long and tapered, leaking precum heavily between them. Rysov pushed himself back and began to stroke it, drawing an even louder moan from Pascal, as his body was overflowing with pleasure. Soon, Rysov began to thrust into him harder and faster, grunting and moaning loudly as he was also thrusting Pascal’s tail into him as well. He grunted and gritted his teeth as he tried to hold back. He was so close, but he wanted to let Pascal cum first. He lifted Pascal up by one hand and began to stroke his shaft harder. Pascal gasped as he was so close himself, he just needed that last push. After a few minutes, he let out a loud moan and began to shoot ropes of cum over his chest and face. Rysov smiled and slowed his rubbing, drawing out every last rope from him. 

	“Ok hun, you’ve had your fun, now it’s time for mine,” He said, letting go of Pascal’s shaft. He then lifted Pascal up higher and began to slam into him, the wet plaps getting louder and quicker. Pascal moaned out again as he too thrust his tail hard and deeper into Rysov’s ass. Before long, Rysov moaned out and began to cum into Pascal. He moaned and gritted his teeth, growling slightly as he shot rope after rope into him. Pascal panted heavily as he felt each shot fill him, and before long he was leaking out around Rysov’s cock. The two stayed there for a minute or two before Rysov exhaled loudly and panted heavily. 

“Oh god….that was….oh god….”He said at a loss for words.

Pascal nodded and smiled at him, slowly pulling his tail from Rysov’s ass. Rysov shivered and bucked again he did, but soon relaxed and smiled down at Pascal. He panted and slowly pulled out, making pascal moan and a small stream of cum leak out onto the bed and floor. Rysov then laid down next to Pascal, panting heavily as he pulled the dragon closer to him. 

“I love you, so much,” He said between breaths.

“I love you too, my handsome and wonderful Lynx. Happy anniversary,” Pascal said, giving him a deep kiss. 

The two stayed cuddled next to each other, making out with each other for several minutes before Rysov broke the kiss and looked down at the two of them.

“Well, it seems we’ve both gotten very dirty haven’t we.”

“I would say that we have hun.”

“Should we get cleaned up? You know before this stuff hardens,” he said, rubbing some cum off Pascal’s face. 

“It can wait. For now, I just want to be here in your arms,” Pascal said, nuzzling up under Rysov’s chin. 

	“Fine by me, my beautiful and wonderful Dragon,” Rysov said, pulling Pascal tighter. 

The two laid in bed, purring softly to each other, happy to be in each other’s lives, and hoping they could stay this way forever.