Title: Angel and Amber Eyes Status: Complete Characters: Fang, Anon, Reed Rating: NSFW Classification: One-Shot Author: Starrgazer Summary: A post ending 4 fic where Anon finds that life has a will and a way. [PRE-NOTES] For Thorin... because he asked for it. Also for anyone who needs some positivity. Took a few days to write but otherwise satisfied with it. Ready to move on to the next adventure. [/PRE-NOTES] 201M2025 BC Volcaldera Bluffs Monday It was interesting that after five years away from Volcadera, nothing really changed. Skin Row was still a shithole that I wanted to avoid, so thankfully I was able to move in with Lucy at her place. It was a nicely furnished house she recently bought with the help of Ripley—someone who thankfully didn't want to turn my head into a trophy anymore. I guess being with the same person for five years gives you some credit. Otherwise, the place was a decent-sized suburban home where she could have all her guitars and musical equipment and I could have all my games (Rock Ring 3 needed a place after all too!). I didn’t have much to move in from the dorm, so moving in was easy and quick, and before we knew it, it was home sweet home for the both of us. Well, at least I thought so. "Anon, how much does the shit weigh? I feel like I'm lifting boulders with these bags." as she huffed. The visible anguish on her face told me she wasn’t exactly pleased with the current events. Well, maybe I had more than I thought. Sorry Lucy. The collection of vidya had piled up over the years after all. "I've almost got it all, and then we can relax, I promise. To make it up to you, how about we hit up Moe’s after. A little bit of nostalgia and some good food will do the both of us good. After that, we can figure out what’s next. Ok." "Fine, but you owe me a COLOSSAL amount of dino nuggies when we do get out to get groceries. Otherwise you won’t be able to feel your nuts for a week, you dweeb. That’s a fucking PROMISE ." I could feel some extra bitterness in that "promise". Well, it looks like I was definitely going grocery shopping. It wouldn’t hurt to pick up some cornflakes for RAYmba either. Wednesday After moving in with Lucy, I had originally agreed to a contract with a studio inside Volcaldera that looked to be promising. Coming off of my college degree, it seemed to be a pretty damn good deal. Of course it turned out to be the latter. It seemed that the studio had wanted to hire a specifically Dino sound engineer, and poor Anon Y. Mous did not fit the bill. Naiveté on my part, I suppose, but leaving me out of a job regardless. This left me scrambling a bit to find either a new contract with another company or some independent studio work. After getting ready to give up on another day of not finding or being reached out to by any potential employers, I got a call from Reed of all people. "Hey, bro, are you there? I heard you were looking for a gig, and I think I might have something for you to do. Stop by the address I sent you, and we'll talk about it. Nice seeing you again, man." This could either be the stupidest or smartest decision I could ever make… of course I was taking it. Shortly after the call, I called up a taxi and was met by that same guy; I guess I shouldn’t be surprised he was still driving people around. At this rate, he will probably be driving around people until he dies. You've got to give him credit. "Hey kid, how ya been holding up? It's been a couple years since I've seen you last. You still have that little cutie, the one who used to wear all the black clothes and give me the dirty stare all the time?" I wasn’t exactly a fan of him talking about Lucy like he did, but he had a point. She wasn’t exactly the friendliest of people back then. "Yeah, we actually got back together and moved in with each other. It’s been really nice to tell you the truth. When I met her originally, I was laughing at her during her band’s disaster of a concert, and here we are, years later, and we're sharing the same bed. I don’t think I'll ever get used to it, even though we honestly love each other. It's just a weird feeling, that's all." That’s when the taxi driver swiveled his head around to face me. "I get ya kid. I've been in a couple flings in my time, and I can see that you two have something special going on. My advice is to just stay true to each other and try not to get on each other's nerves too much, and you'll be fine. If you can go the distance for five years, you can go for fifty. Don’t stress yourself out about it too much for me, eh, kid?" I was met with that same sly grin from five years ago. "Yeah, sure." What unrequited wisdom from the cab driver of all people. Maybe I didn’t have this guy figured out yet. After a while of contemplating his guidance, I could hear his voice ring out again inside the vehicle. "I think we're almost at the place anyway, now that I think of it. That's the big mansion on the hill with the ugly colors, right?" I had no idea what he was talking about. "Come on and take a look, won’t ya so I know I'm taking you to the right place. It wouldn’t be good service if I dropped you off just anywhere after so long." Sure enough, as soon as I looked out the cab window, I could see it. A large mansion protruding off the cliff and taking up much of the space on the hillside. Guy was right about the colors too, it looked like someone had thrown a bunch of colors at the wall and mixed them together. Like something you would see at the Dinofornia Museum of Modern Art. I was really starting to believe this was Reed’s place after all. Maybe the carfentanyl had gotten to his brain, and he had hired the worst designer in Volcaldera in the meantime. I wouldn’t be surprised. "Yeah, this looks like the place all right. Thanks for the ride... and the advice." I handed over whatever cash I had in my pocket as I got out of the cab and started to ascend the long walkway to the front of the monstrous palace. I was about to text Reed when I noticed he had already sent me a message that I had missed. Probably while I was chatting it up with the taxi driver. "Doors already open. Just walk in bro :)." Looks like he knew I was here. After all, Reed is still full of surprises. After what felt like the most painful walk of my life just to get to the front door, I finally made my way inside. It was definitely Reed’s place to say the least. Weird art sculptures shaped like drug paraphernalia adorned the main entrance of the large mansion as I steadily made my way through. Signed merchandise by popular musical figures as well as trinkets and valuables were present as well. Just like Lucy, Reed still had a devoted passion for music… well that and drugs. As I approached the end of the hallway after taking in all the items that were displayed, I was met by a large staircase… and Reed. "ALRIGHT, BRO , you made it here. Be down there in a second, my man; let me just slide down this rail real quick." I could see the coming catastrophe happening already. "Reed, I don’t think that would be the smartest... It was already too late. Before I could finish my sentence, Reed came boosting down the railing of the stairway, falling flat on his snout near the bottom. I rushed over to him pretty quickly, hoping what might be my only chance of employment wasn’t in a coma. As I reached him, I could see his tail wildly thrashing around; at least he was alive. I gave Reed some space to get up from the fall, it was only then that I noticed the comical outfit he was wearing. It resembled something of a mix between a hobo and Mark Zuckerhorn, similar to what he wore at the reunion. It looks like being rich didn’t give you any taste; maybe that’s why Naser liked Kanyesaurus so much. "Sorry for scaring you like that, bro. I get ahead of myself sometimes." For Reed, that wasn’t saying a lot. I just really wanted to hear what this job opportunity could be. I hoped I wouldn’t be cleaning Reed’s bong collection or doing something stupid. God, I hoped it wasn’t really that. "Just glad you didn’t kill yourself getting down here. Maybe you shouldn’t be digging into the carfe that much. It doesn’t look like it’s doing you any favors." I could see that Reed was taken aback by that, judging by the visible expression of bewilderment on his face. That’s when he thrust a claw into my chest, which took me back a little. "My friend Anon, when you put faith in the carfe… the carfe puts faith back in you, bro. It's a reciprocal relationship; otherwise, it wouldn’t work. That’s how I always knew carfe was going to be the way; it spoke to me, amigo." Reed withdrew his claw from my chest at that moment. "Don’t worry, you’ll come around, man." No thanks, bro. "Well, Reed, you've held me in suspense long enough. Are you going to tell me what this grand job proposal is all about? I've been running around all day and honestly don’t have a lot of energy left. Especially after the move the past few days, I'm just ready to do anything besides lift." Reed placed his hand on my back and gave me a light shove. "Ask and you shall receive, my scaleless amigo. Just follow me, and I'll show you what could be your new place of employment." He hurriedly rushed me into a door on the right side of the hall, after which followed a set of stairs that no doubt led to another room in this huge monstrosity. By the time we got to the bottom, I felt like passing out right there. Maybe I should have joined the army after all. It was worth it in the end, however, as I was met by what had to be a very expensive musical studio. Sound equipment was placed all over: an array of drums, electronic keyboards, and guitars. A selection of microphones were present as well, but what caught my attention was the large mixing console inside the producer’s booth. A few state of the art computers filled the room, with crisp monitors to match. I could feel Reed’s and my enthusiasm thoroughly fill the air, it was like he knew what I was feeling at the moment. Thank you, Raptor Jesus; I will never ask anything of you again. "All we have to do is knock all of the paperwork out of the way, and I can have my best bro as my one and only sound engineer. Sounds like the perfect job for you though, right?" Reed stretched his hand out to me. "Don’t leave me hanging, amigo." Reed had literally taken the words out of my mouth for once in his life. We shook hands to what I hoped would be a fruitful working relationship. With Reed, anything could happen honestly. Friday After a day of signing paperwork with Reed and getting everything situated, I became an official employee of Reed Enterprises, Inc.—that's the way he put it. I finally got to spend some time in the booth and actually put my degree to work, meeting with some of those bands that paid to use Reed’s studio. A good mix between actual pleasant sounding music and the sharp shrills and noises of dinos who should stay away from music forever. All in all, it was better than I could have asked for. After what felt like ages inside the studio, Reed came over to me. "Anon, I think you've been here long enough. Why don’t you call it a day and get some rest." "Thanks again, Reed." I turned back around to look at his face before I said it. "Thanks for always having my back, even back at Volcano High. You didn’t have to... Reed stopped me. "There's nothing to it, my guy. Even after the incident at the auditorium with Trish, you worked to make things better for everybody in the end. Just paying you back for all that, it's the least I could do for my bro." It felt good to hear him say that. "Alright, bro, I got some stuff to take care of. I think I accidentally booked two bands at the same time, and now they're pissed. Don’t know how it happened, but I'm going to go figure it out while you bounce out of here." Yep, still the same Reed. While Reed proceeded to nonchalantly make his way upstairs towards the main hall, I made sure to tidy up before I left the studio. Just moving some of the instruments and other objects back before I left the place. "So Reed does have you doing real work after all, huh, dweeb." I tripped over one of the guitars I was moving as I heard her voice behind me. As I flopped to the ground afterwards, it felt eerily similar to the fall I took after the mess of a presentation, where my social life almost turned to shambles. If it wasn't for Lucy... I don’t know how I would have gotten through that semester, let alone the day itself. Maybe I was just being dramatic about it. I wasn’t about to let her hear the end of it anyway. "Trying to kill the only fiance you have after all this time." "Pfft, you're tougher than that, you wimp." "Whatever you say... sweet tooth." I could feel a wing slap against my back. Got em. "Next time it'll be the elbow, Anon. Now let me help you get off the ground." I grabbed Lucy’s outstretched hand as she pulled me back up off the ground. She was still pretty damn strong; she had that Ripley in her for sure. "You never could detect my dad coming behind you after all; it always made you turn pale when he did it too." "Trying to follow in your father’s footsteps or something." "God no, however, that does remind me... Mom and he want to have a housewarming party now that we're together. I'll round up all the usual suspects: Trish, Naomi, Stella, and Rosa. Since you work for Reed now, just tell him to come over." "That sounds like a plan to me. Let me finish putting this stuff up, and we’ll head back home." As I finished saying that, Lucy shot me a mischievous look; she obviously had something else on her mind. "Since Reed’s out of this giant museum, why don’t you and I go for a sightseeing tour. Just you and me, Reed’s definitely not using all of this space for himself after all. Wouldn’t hurt just to peek around and see what he’s all got stuffed in this place anyway. Anyways, you owe me some time after all the shit we just moved into our new house anyway, right babe?" She did have a point. Even though I was still tired, I hadn't had a proper outing with Lucy in so long that I was willing to forgo the prospect of a good night’s sleep to spend some quality time with my new fiancée. It was just like old times after all. "Alright, well, where do you want to start fir.." I didn’t have much time to react as Lucy quickly grabbed my hand while she yanked me up the stairs. "Let’s go find some food first. After dealing with those hellions all day, I need something to eat. Reed should have a kitchen somewhere in this place, and we're going to find it." It looks like that solved the question. In all honesty, I hadn’t eaten much of anything either, and anything sounded appetizing right now. As we made it up the stairs and back into the main hall, we hiked towards the door on the other side of the hall. Lucy pushed open the door only to reveal a massive dining room—something that should have belonged to a king, not to the guy you knew from high school. What was more impressive was the buffet set before us: pot roast, whole turkey, and what looked like different varieties of fish. It was like some kind of fever dream, and honestly, I wouldn’t have believed it if I hadn’t noticed the note on the table. To Anon/Lucy Figured you guys would be hungry so I had the cook make some grub. Extra room upstairs if you guys want to sleep over. Super busy and stuff. Cook will store extra food, so don't worry about pigging out. Bye now. -Reed How rich was Reed at this point? Lucy didn’t seem to be pondering the point too much as she dug in and made herself a five course meal. As I watched Lucy stuff her snout with everything made available. I started to dig in as well. I took some salmon and some steak and made a nice meal for myself. Compared to Lucy, though, I hadn’t much in the scheme of things as she seemed to devour one of the turkeys and a good amount of the pot roast. How much could this woman eat? It looks like I would have to pull some evasive maneuvers if I wanted to get us to the bedroom. "Oh Lucy, can we PLEASE stop eating! I don’t think I can take any more of this. My stomach feels like it's going to burst if I don't stop." I was playing it up, sure, but it got her attention. "Were you always such a lightweight, or did I just never really notice?" was uttered while devouring a cheesecake. "Oh well, I guess we can head upstairs now. I think I'm ready to get a little closer with my favorite human before I fall asleep anyway." As Lucy and I started to make our way up the stairs of the main hall, I finally saw what she was wearing. It was this nice little ruffled blouse, black, just like she used to wear in high school. Below, she had a black little skirt on to match. It accented her feathers well and made her stand out as we climbed the stairwell. I couldn’t take my eyes off of it in the meantime. Was I getting hot under the collar? No, that couldn’t be it. I just needed to go to bed, clear my head. Lucy definitely took notice of this, as she looked my way and gave me this toothy smile, similar to when we went out with Naser and Naomi on our forced double date. "I found it so cute how you try to act like you’re not turned on by me right now. Honestly, I think it’s why I fell in love with you in the first place. Dweeb." Fuck... now I really was hot and bothered. Thanks for noticing, Lucy. I was taken out of my thoughts as she quickly threw a claw around my waist and whispered in my ear. "I might as well give you a sneak peek at what you can look forward to... "You deserve it after all." That’s when she started to take off the blouse, revealing the lacy white singlet underneath. Lucy knew she was pushing all my buttons and was reveling in it. I didn’t know how much longer I could last at this rate. Thankfully, we reached the top of the stairs before she had a chance to continue her teasing. A sign awaited us on a little end table, " GUEST ROOM ← " pointing us to our destination. As we approached the door, Lucy turned to me amorously. "Ready for the intense cuddle session to come, Anon. I don’t think you'll be able to handle me once we get inside." "Are we placing bets now, or were you just always that overconfident?" The last time you made a bet with me, you lost, remember?" ‘That was like the first time we met. Do you think I haven’t learned anything since then? If you want to take a trip down memory lane, I believe I was a pretty obnoxious they/them at that time too." We pushed open the door to Reed’s guest room to be met with what could be described as the cushiest room I've ever been in. Inside the guest room was a large king sized bed with an elegant headboard and a canopy hanging above it. An Xrox was present in the middle of a large entertainment center with sizable speakers and a soundbar in the middle. A home bar was present with a variety of different drinks to pick from and an ice machine nearby. An attached bathroom with a large jacuzzi inside helped to fill in the rest of the room. Knowing the stoner from high school did pay off after all. "Let's finish this bet in bed, Anon. I think I'm tired of waiting anymore." She was starting to sound really restless. "Sure, let’s get under the covers." As we leapt into the bed, I felt its coziness firsthand. I sank into it immediately, along with Lucy, as she proceeded to remove her skirt, revealing a white thong underneath. As she proceeded to remove her clothes, I took off the t-shirt and pants I was wearing and stripped down to my underwear. As we lay barely naked in the bed together, I turned to position myself with Lucy. We just kind of stared into each other's faces for a minute, not sure what move to make next. She really did look beautiful like this. "Damn Lucy, you look... Lucy made her move first, however, as she rolled onto me, taking the upper hand in our little game. She pressed her snout to my mouth and dug her tongue in. Sloppy kisses were made as we began to engage in our battle of love, her wings splayed out in hopeless abandon and her tail thumping the large bed. Her amber eyes peered into mine as she continued to thrust her body down on me, using whatever energy she had to continue the current lovemaking we were having. It felt like all the pent-up energy we both had from our respective workdays was being used up. "Mmmm, Anon, keep going." I could hear her moan as we tussled for dominance. I could feel her weight and her warmth. She could hardly get it out, but I heard it. "Undress me, Anon." I started to strip her of her belongings, pulling away at the singlet and revealing her plush breasts. Her thong was the next to fall by the wayside; her pubic mound unveiled itself to me. Little feathers covered the area around it. It would be cute if it wasn't getting me so damn horny. We continued to keep up the tongue tussle as Lucy decided to go for my underwear, pulling them down my knees and past my ankles. My underwear was flung off to Raptor Jesus knows where as the pace held steady. I eventually saw an opportunity to get on top of Lucy and took it. "All right, I'm about to fuck you like you've never..."A sudden silence. A noise followed afterwards that was as clear as day. "Z-z-z-z" Fuck! Forsaken in what could only be considered one of the most cliché places in the world for something hot to happen and here I was. Oh well, another time would come. As I nestled with the snoozing pterosaur in my mist, I could feel her wings suddenly engulf me in their cocoon. It seems they had a mind of their own. Not that I was complaining about the circumstances. I started to drift off to sleep in the warm embrace of the feathers covering me as I thought about the events of the day. Life was pretty damn good for Anon Y. Mous. Saturday I woke up to the disappearance of Lucy, as she was not present when I did wake up, whatever the time was. Once I finally got myself out of bed, I took a closer look at the room we were in. A couple of Wurm Drama posters were displayed that I didn’t notice yesterday. They were all Trish’s terrible ones from high school that looked like the epitome of "Graphic design is my passion". Reed must've had an excess amount of them left over that he just placed wherever. I noticed a large wardrobe in the room; it had a note on it. To Anon/Lucy… part deux Noticed you guys crashed pretty hard last night so I got you some things to wear. Chef will not be making any more food so enjoy the leftovers. Will be at Carfe Dispensary for the majority of the day so just chill or whatever. Abolish the government ;-) -Reed It looks like that left the door open for me and Lucy to spend some more time together, at least. I grabbed one of the robes, monogrammed with an "R" on the front, and threw it on. Reed had even gone the distance and had some caveman-tailored sandals available for me too. I made my way out the door of the large guest room and proceeded to make my way down the stairs as I heard a voice call out to me. "It's about time you finally got up; I thought I might have put you in a coma." Coming from the one who fell asleep first. "Get down here and have some food." I already started without you, so you'll have to catch up if you want to do anything else while we’re here." On my sign to get myself downstairs, I finished making my way down the staircase as I turned into the dining hall. The food from last night looked to have been preserved in its natural state, with plastic wrap covering most of it and keeping it mostly fresh. Lucy must have found the fridge, as tubs of opened ice cream were visible. After treating myself to some leftover pork chops and some perch, I went on the hunt for Lucy. Not finding her in the dining hall, I circled back and left. As soon as I found myself back in the main hall, I thought about where Lucy might have run off to. An intuition told me to head towards the door on the other side of the hall. As I opened the door and heard the sounds coming from down the stairs, it all clicked. The studio, of course. "Lucy, don’t go fucking around with anything down there. "I'm not exactly sure how cool Reed is with us just using the studio like this." Making my way into the control room, I could see her in the recording booth. She had on one of Reed’s robes, just modified to have holes for her wings to stretch out. Underneath it, she had on a sports bra and some athletic shorts. As soon as she saw me, she smirked and discarded the robe. She was about ready to rock out, with or without me. "Which song should I do: "I Need Meth Money By Tuesday Night And If I Don't Get It I Will Stomp on Your Child" , "I Gave The Special Kids The Jonestown Special And Now I'm Going To Jail" , or "The Waco Massacre Was A National Tragedy And We Should Abolish The ATF" . At this point, I just really needed her to chill out. "Lucy, how about we slow it down a bit before I get fired from my job" "Stop being a pussy and just help me pick a song already." What the hell was going on right now? Why was she acting like this? "How about you just come in here and we talk about what’s going on. Let me know what the problem is, and we'll fix it together." "If you're not going to help me pick ASSHOLE … I'll just do it myself. I'll just do the last one." At this point, she was visibly frustrated, she quickly snatched one of the guitars and started to strum it violently. Harsh shredding followed afterwards in what appeared to be some great anguish being released from Lucy, her face a flurry of emotions. As if she had been storing something up for a while now... and was letting it go all at once. The onslaught continued for about fifteen minutes before she finally finished. By the end of it, instruments were knocked over, with Lucy breathing laboriously over the guitar she had been holding. Soon after that, she started to cry. Tears streamed down her cheeks, with droplets falling to the floor and forming a puddle in the recording booth. I took my opportunity to come over to her at the moment that she fell to her knees and dropped the guitar to her side. I wanted to hold her in my arms and never let her go. To always protect her as she had protected me. "Oh, A-a-anon, I need you now." She choked out in between the sniffles. Her face was a mess of shed tears and smudged makeup. ‘I'm sorry for treating you like that. It’s not me... I promise." I engaged Lucy in a strong hug and held her tight. "It's OK now, Lucy. Let me know what it is so I can help. Please." She looked into my face quizzically at this point, seeming confused that I wasn't getting what was going on at this point. "Y-you can’t tell? Anon… I'm in estrus." My face turned completely red. I looked like a human beet. Was I really that oblivious the whole time? "I wasn’t eating that much and pigged out yesterday when I saw all that food in Reed’s dining hall. I wanted to have sex with you yesterday, Anon, but I was so tired. I hope you understand I wasn’t trying to leave you high and dry last night." "Don’t worry about it... sweet tooth" Lucy’s eyes engaged me again, just like when we were swaddled up in the bed covers last night. The amber shine returned as she regained her composure and spoke to me. "I do want us to have a child, Anon. After being apart from you for so long, I never want to let you go again. I want someone to share that joy with us. I want them to see the most wonderful human to ever come to the Volcaldera Bluffs. The one I'll share the rest of my life with.’ By the time Lucy finished her last sentence, I was already upon her. I pushed her up against one of the knocked-over amps in the booth as I jerked away the sports bra she was wearing, bringing her feathery breasts back into play again. I could hear her whine as she tried to unfasten the robe I was wearing. I did the hard work for her and just ripped the damn thing off. This gave her time to get my underwear off and reveal my penis to her. "O-ohhhh, Anon, enter inside me please." She begged and pleaded for me to do so. "Sorry babe." I growled with conquest in mind. "I still have some work to do here first." I traced my tongue around her breasts and softly licked at them, getting the occasional feather stuck in my mouth and having to spit it out. I could smell her aroma so well now, I was so close to it. So connected to her. I continued to trail my tongue down her chest, all the way to her navel. Here I was met with another barrier to entry, Lucy’s shorts. Pulling at them with my teeth, I slowly pulled them down and off of her body, catapulting them onto one of the drum sets. Lucy’s pubic mound was visible to me again; it looks like she didn't bother to wear underwear today, knowing this was probably going to happen. My tongue plunged into her vulva, getting a couple good streaks in as I lapped at it. Lucy prodded into me as I did, helping the process steadily continue. "OH ANON. KEEP GOING MMMPH." She muttered in her pleasure as I continued to curl my tongue around her most sensitive area. Eating her out was an experience in itself as I gyrated and pivoted my tongue to suck at her juices. Eventually I just take it in my mouth like I'm sucking her tit, ramming the tongue completely in. I pistoned the tongue inside of her vagina as she buckled harder against it... I could feel she was close. As I continued to use Lucy’s pussy like an etch-a-sketch, I could finally hear her bellow out. "IM GONNA CUM ANON...FFFFFF." I was met with Lucy’s pussyjuice spraying my face like a sprinkler. Bitter yet delightfully tasteful, I took sips of it in my mouth. I had made my fiancee cum for the first time into my face... but I wasn’t finished yet. "A-anon, please get inside me. PLEASE ." "Your wish is my command, my beautiful ptero fiancée." I made sure Lucy was properly positioned on the amp as I spread her legs open. I pumped my penis a little just to make sure I was nice and hard and used some of Lucy’s femcum as a lubricant around it. Lining myself up with her vagina, the head of my penis pushed in, and the rest of my member followed in quick succession. Lucy’s eyes rolled back in her head as I entered, penis knocking against her vaginal walls as I fit myself snuggly inside. As I made myself comfortable, Lucy made eye contact with me again as she panted. "T-t-thank you… Anon. It feels so good right now." Anything for my scaly angel. She wrapped her wings around me, sealing us in our little cocoon. "Now FUCK me so hard I won’t be able to feel anything for a week. Dweeb." As if on command, I rammed my penis back and forth inside her vagina at an anchored pace. Lucy’s vagina clamped around my penis, enwrapping it and keeping it fastened inside her walls. She was so tight yet so easily pliable at the same time... it made it feel like I had entered the gates of Dino Heaven already. Lucy used her legs to wrap around the back of my hips and pull me in closer, my penis digging even further into her vaginal tunnel. She audibly squawked as I did, making me giggle a little, which she wasn’t all too pleased with. She placed her hands on my waist and whined at me. "Stop laughing at me! I can’t help it... I'm just so fucking horny right now." My penis continued assaulting her walls as I breathed in and out. The tempo picked up, and so did I, pumping my penis faster inside her body. In the meantime, I used my thumbs to squeeze against her nipples. I could hear her gasp as I did so, her head looking to the sky in response. "AAANON, I'M CUMMING AGAIN. FFFFFF." Lucy cummed on to my penis as I thrust back and forth inside her still. Her natural lubrication continued to give my penis the access it needed to slickly make its way in and out of her vaginal enclosure. I was fully engaged in Spears mode at this point as I barked and snarled at my loving mate, using my penis to batter the entrance to her womb. I didn’t know how much longer I had it in me at this point; the act of sex itself was starting to tire me out. "A-a-anon, keep going. Keep going, PLEASE!!! " My fervor grew more erratic, more like a freight train than anything else. My penis moved like a well-oiled machine as both Lucy's and my grunts continued to fill the recording booth we were currently calling our sex space. Slap on slap keeps my attention as I continue to hit her g-spot over and over; the only thing keeping me from releasing is my own determination. That is, until, just like the Manchurian Dinodate, I'm activated by her signal. "Cum inside of me, Anon! Release your seed inside and give me a child already! Unless you’re too much of a dweeb and you can’t!" That set me completely off. I used my teeth to grip down onto Lucy’s neck, biting at her like a wild animal. Lucy hollered her painful pleasure at me, my penis finally cementing itself in place as I finally discharged inside of her. Streams of thick white liquid poured out into her at once, filling the space of her vagina and flowing into her ovaries. Making sure that I stayed inside of her, I continued to ejaculate everything I had into her in hopes of a future child. Everything over the past five years had led up to this. The day I stared at her for the first time. The horrendous concert in the auditorium during that first week. That time Lucy had confided in me on the rooftop of the school... Everything had led here. I stayed with Lucy a couple more minutes before I pulled my teeth off her neck. She unwrapped her legs from my waist and huffed a bit. Some remaining sperm shot onto her chest, and she lamented the pleasure of it. "That... was so amazing." "I never knew we could feel like that before." "Me either... " I can't wait to do it again soon." Lucy gave me a weak elbow jab as the words left my mouth. I was honestly too tired to give any kind of reaction at that point. I couldn’t even really react when I heard a noise coming down the stairs of the studio. "Bro, I was going to tell you that if Lucy wanted to use the studio today, she could. I don’t have anybody booked up today to use the place, so..." Reed stopped as soon as he noticed us. I don’t think he could comprehend either the fact that Lucy and I just had sex or that we did it on top of his equipment. That or the pool of sperm and sex juice inside the recording booth. ‘Uhhh… I think I'll let you guys figure this one out. Just, um, clean up afterwards, I guess." You still work here, so, yeah.`` I think that was the last of Reed we were going to see all day. As Reed ran back up the stairs with that look of torment on his face, Lucy started to get her bearings and stand on her feet. She shook off her feathers a little bit, getting some of the excess sperm and sweat off. As we both recovered from our bout of sexual prowess, Lucy decided to grab the guitar she was originally playing when I got in here and looked at me. "To make it up to you for yelling at you earlier, why don’t I play you an actual song." "What did you have in mind?" ‘It's going to sound embarrassing, but... My dad used to sing this to my mom when I was little, and I always liked it enough to learn to play it. He wasn’t always the hardass you see him as now." The Lucy lore deepens. I gave her the space to get into position before she started her song and jumped inside the producer’s booth. As I place myself down in the chair in front of the main console... when I hear her start It's nothing other than magical when she starts to go into it. Can you hear me calling Out your name? You know that I'm falling And I don't know what to say I'll speak a little louder I'll even shout You know that I'm proud And I can't get the words out Oh, I I want to be with you everywhere Oh, I I want to be with you everywhere 201M2025 BC Volcaldera Bluffs Months Later After the events at Reed’s mansion, everything seemed to move in double time. Reed didn’t seem too peeved about our made for SnooTube sexcapade inside his studio. Not sure if that was just out of the embarrassment factor and wanting to move past it... or if he really was that chill about things. Lucy and I immediately planned for a wedding so that by the time the baby was born we would be officially consummated. The baby bump wasn’t large yet, but it was visible enough that I could cup my hands around it. The ultrasound revealed it would be a girl, already naming her Fang rang through my head for shits and giggles. Lucy and I did have to start shopping for some more loose-fitting clothing, and we made a day out of it. A day just for the both of us. "Anon, do you think this outfit looks good on me? I can’t tell when I think all of them make me look like I just binged at Moe’s. Help me out here, Anon!" She was panicking from inside the dressing room. I could see we were going to be here for a while. "You’re fine Lucy’ I think you’re overthinking the process here. You pick out something that YOU like... and we buy it. Pick some of your favorite colors, put them on, and I'll tell you how you look." After I said that, Lucy finally came out of the dressing room. I found her dressed in this button-up blue dress with polka dots; it really did look good on her. "I really like that one; definitely my vote for it to stay." "You're not saying that just to appease me, are you? If you are…" She then lifted her elbow and pointed a claw at it. I made my way over to Lucy and put my arms around her, cradling her and the future member of our family. "If you really think by now that I don’t find you beautiful every moment of the day, you're more clueless than Reed is." She blushed under her feathers as she tried to cover herself with her wings. "Don’t talk about your boss like that, or you might just turn into a stay-at-home dad." I smirked at that. "If anybody needs me more than you, it's Reed. Sometimes I'm surprised that he can dress himself in the morning some days." I hesitated for a minute before I spoke again. I'm just glad everything worked out to the point where I have a job to support my new progeny and my soon-to-be beloved pterosaur wife. "I wasn’t sure what else was going to happen in the meantime, so I'm just glad he gave me the time of day." Lucy exposed herself again to me, unfurling herself from her shelter. Lucy turned to me and pierced me with her beautiful amber eyes, the same color as the pendant around her neck. Her face turned from a mixture of happiness, grief, and finally uncertainty as we just held each other’s attention. "Hey Anon, do you think our child will understand... us?" Just our dynamic and the way you and I are together." She grabbed hold of me. "Do you think people would try to harm her!" I grab hold of Lucy’s head with both my hands and give her that patented Spears look. I wanted to make sure that I had her undivided attention. "If anybody ever tries to do anything to our child, you and I will deal with it. You're just as capable of kicking anyone’s ass as you've ever been, and I can hold my own. We have a great support group of friends and family to fall back on in the meantime." "T-thank you for that, Anon. I needed to hear that from you. I don't know what I did to deserve you sometimes... My beautifully dweeby human." "Same to you, my long-snouted sweet tooth." After looking through a couple more outfits for Lucy and grabbing a bite to eat at a nearby pizza place, we decided to lay out in the yard for a while once we got home. Laying in the grass took me back to when I got stuck gardening in detention with Lucy. A time when we were still figuring ourselves out and who we really were. I had found some of Fang’s leftover cigarettes in one of the moving boxes and took a drag, still choking on the damn thing. Fang laughed at me as my pathetic attempt to be cool in front of her backfired. I tried to offer it to her, and she gave me a "really" look. Definitely a smooth brain moment for me there. All in all, lying with Lucy in the grass gave me a form of serenity. It was the best I had ever felt in my life to that point. Relaxing in the grass, Lucy yelped as she felt the baby kick for the first time. Her first time reaching out to us. "Hey Anon, any baby names you got off the top of your head yet?" "Already naming the baby, aren't we? How about we name her after your mom?" "As if, I think having one Samantha in my life is good enough. Any actual suggestions that you have that aren’t just fucking with me." "Just one really… I think it would be perfect." "And what would that be, daddy dweeb?" Amber