Before Breakfast Treat

A soft, cheerful humming could be heard from the kitchen as Kira took various sorts of ingredients from the fridge, along with an assortment of food, and set them all out. It would be breakfast time in about two hours for her rather large family, and she wasted no time getting it ready. Ten plates were set out on the counter beside the stove, and an assortment of forks, spoons, and knives were set in their rightful places upon the rather large table. The toast was placed into the toaster and set for crispy, and the bacon was out on the frying pan already beginning to fry.

Of course, it being so early in the morning, the dragoness only wore night time lingerie and a robe that only went half way down to her knees. She never dressed before breakfast, since the children never awoke until after about an hour into her preparing it. It was the same old routine, and she knew all eight of her children well enough to know that there was no rush in getting ready for the day. However, if she did not wake up early enough to start getting their food ready, there was always hell to pay. That, she did discover after some late nights at Sharazon's club. It was rather fortunate that Diente, her eldest son, knew how to cook for that reason, and a few of the others as well.

As Kira went about frying the bacon, ten pieces at a time, on the rather large frying pan, also simultaneously toasting the bread and laying that out on the plates, Sharazon slipping into the kitchen with a rather sly grin on his features. He had only an old pair of jeans on, and by the glint in his eyes, it wasn't hard to tell what he had in mind. After such a night of playtime like the last, it wasn't uncommon for the drow to be in a lustful mood when he awoke. He planned to make up for missing her in bed. He especially planned to take back his place as the Master, since she had claimed control over him last night.

The dragoness had just set the first pieces of bacon out on the plates, and put another ten frying as Sharazon's arms enveloped her from behind. She smiled, though said nothing as she tilted her head to the side while he kissed her neck, nipping every now and then. "Good morning."

"Mm," was Sharazon's response as he slid his hands inside of her robe, cupping the soft mounds of flesh adorning her chest over the silken material of the lingerie soon after.

Kira bit down on her lower lip roughly from such a surprise, wondering just what in the world Sharazon was trying to do, though it should have been quite clear. After all, their minds were linked, plus, spending two hundred years with him should have given her a clue. Needless to say, when his fingertips ran across the hardening nubs upon her breasts, Kira could definitely tell where this was going. Her eyes were closed now, and she could hear the sizzling of the bacon getting louder. Wordlessly, she went about laying those pieces out on the plates as well, Sharazon following her the whole time, never once stopping his massaging.

"Sharazon..." the dragoness breathed while she cracked an egg open and poured it out onto the pan, "I'm in the middle of preparing breakfast. Surely you can't be thinking of doing what I think you are."

The drow grinned wickedly in response, giving her breasts a squeeze, causing a gasp to escape Kira's ruby lips. "Why not, hm? You left me in bed before I could snag you earlier. I want to make up for it now, Poppet." Slowly, he moved his hands from her chest and down her sides, making his way to her thighs. "Call it a before breakfast treat."

Kira didn't have any time to respond before Sharazon had her lifted up by her thighs, causing her to wrap her legs around his waist instinctively. She wasn't sure if she could handle preparing the food and relieving Sharazon of his excitement at the same time, but it seemed as if she'd be giving it a try. She just hoped none of the children came down to snoop around.

Somehow, Sharazon managed to unbutton his jeans, letting them slide down to his ankles easily as he rubbed himself teasingly against the dragoness' loins. He gave a satisfied smile as he heard her let out a low moan, easing himself into her soon after, only to have her arch her back. A soft groan escaped his lips as he shut his arctic opotics, moving at a slow, steady rhythm, holding Kira steady against the wall behind her.

It wasn't long, however, before they heard the toast pop up, the drow had to move backward so that Kira could take out the toast with one hand and lay it out on one of the middle plates. She then put another two slices in before the drow moved her back into place, only to have the eggs to be ready for turning over, which Kira did before closing her own erubescent optics. "I'm...rather loud, remember? What if any of the children come down...and I start to scream, hm?" she whispered into Sharazon's ear, her claws starting to dig into his back from his pace quickening.

The drow let out a semi louder moan before answering her with a solid kiss, thrusting his tongue into her mouth, starting another dance of desire as he thrust into her womanhood harder. Any cry the dragoness might've made was lost within that kiss. Kira always had liked it a bit rough, and she nearly always let out a loud cry during such events.

Soon enough, the eggs were ready to be served, so they had to move once more so the dragoness could lay them out on one of the plates, before putting on two more. Once her back was against the wall again, the drow slammed into her hard, biting down on her lower lip as she let out a cry of ecstasy. She could taste her own lifeblood upon her lips as Sharazon continued to suck on her lower lip, and she purred. She couldn't have known how long it was going on. It seemed to go in a blur from intense pleasure, to flipping over eggs and toasting bread, but by the time there were only three plates left to fill, a knock came at the kitchen door.

"Mom?" they both heard Silaquil's voice ring out behind the shut kitchen door.

Kira's eyes widened in panic for a split second before Sharazon kissed her roughly, slamming into her again to rid her of any fear. "Go ahead and answer her, Poppet," he told her in a hushed whisper.

The dragoness was panting by now, and she hoped her voice wouldn't tremble. "Yes?" she called out a moment later.

"Can I come in for a moment? I'm thirsty," came Silaquil's voice once more.

Kira bit down on her lower lip, searching Sharazon's eyes desperately for an answer, before her eyes caught sight of her cd-player.

Sharazon could read her thoughts at will, so when her cd-player came to mind, he walked over there and allowed her to turn it on. It started blasting one of Kira's favorite songs.

'I'm sorry, honey, it's music time for me, and you know how much you hate it. Go on and get a drink from the cooler in the basement,' came the mental message into Silaquil's mind from her mother.

Silaquil gave a heavy sigh, rolling her eyes and shaking her head. 'I don't see HOW you can like that crap,' she sent back before walking away.

Kira hadn't heard her daughter's words. She had been far too preoccupied with keeping herself from screaming when another rough thrust was driven into her inner core, her back arching. She then had to turn over the eggs, and toast more bread.

It wasn't long before passion started to overtake them both, and coherent thought was nearly impossible. Sharazon's lifeblood bubbled to the surface in various places upon his back, due to the scratches from Kira's claws. She now had them digging into his ass, and he had let out a very pleased moan, slamming into her with enough force to possibly bruise, though he knew her screams were purely from bliss.

Somehow, Kira still managed to fry the remainder of the eggs without burning them, and soon, everything was laid out. The only problem was that all of the children would be stampeding toward the door at any moment. However, the dragoness wasn't exactly concentrating on that; only thankful that her music was covering up her rather loud cries. She let out an exceptionally loud moan as Sharazon bit down into her neck, lapping up the lifeblood that formed upon the wound moments later.

Just as they were both getting close to their release, a loud knock came to the door, nearly startling Kira out of her excitement. "Hey, we're all hungry here, so let us in!" they heard Gwyndolyn snap on the other side of the door.

'I'm not done yet, so all of you will just have to wait another few-' She had to cut off abruptly. Sharazon had pulled back her head by her ebony tresses, bucking into her wildly upon coming toward his own release. It caused her to nearly scream from the ecstasy his movements brought her.

The extent of the way he was moving within her was driving her mad, and so she bit down into his shoulder, growling all the while. She closed her eyes in satisfaction upon hearing his loud cry before the taste of his blood intoxicated her, and her thighs started to quiver. By the time she came up from tasting Sharazon's life, she had hit her orgasm, and she screamed.

Sharazon slammed her back into the wall with a loud thump, kissing her savagely, and savoring his lifeblood upon the woman's lips, as well as her pleasure. He continued moving within her a while after that, carrying her back and forth from the counter to the table so she could bring the plates over and lay them down. After that, he slowly pulled himself out of his personal paradise, and let Kira stand upon the floor, holding her steady for a moment until she regained her senses.

Not long after, Sharazon opened the door to let the children pour in as Kira turned off her music, already sitting down to rest herself, though it was also to hide their recent activity.

Diente furrowed his brows for a moment as he took his seat, scrutinizing his mother for a moment. "What's that smell?"

Kira arched an eyebrow, doing her best to feign ignorance as Sharazon hid his grin before taking in a mouthful of egg. "What are you talking about? Don't you see the food in front of you?"

Diente looked down at his plate, shaking his head after a moment of thought. "It's not the food. It's something else entirely. It..kind of smells like sex in here." He arched a single brow delicately at his mother, noticing how she tried to keep her face as straight as possible.

"It's probably coming off of you," Gwyndolyn commented soon after, causing most of the people in the room to burst into uncontrollable giggles.

Diente cast his younger sister a sour glare before glancing at his father, cursing himself for not getting up earlier. He might've gotten to see quite a show...