(An idea I spitballed a while back with some friends about the Harpy Anon's son and Sera the drow falling in love with each other. Might expand more on this later, but for now, here's this. if you aren't familiar with the Harpy Anons story, go check it out, it clears some stuff up. https://www.4binz.org//104) 
(No, Sera the drow is not actually related to Anon Jr.) 


Sera the Drow wishes Anon Jr a very happy birthday in a "special" way

Tags: Prose format, Drow x Human, outercourse, taboo(?), Gentle Femdom, short and sweet, ongoing story(maybe)


Anon Jr looked up from his new book, staring at his door. He could have sworn he just heard a knock. He got up out of the bed, going to the door. 
	“Anon? Hey, it’s me.” Whispered a feminine voice from the other side. His hand went to the door handle, opening it up. On the other side of it stood a drow, night black skin and shock white hair. She was dressed in a regular shirt and denim jeans, the outfit replacing her usual western vaquero outfit. She looked at him with a knowing smile, putting a hand on his shoulder. 
	“Hey birthday boy, get back on the bed.” She said, her voice low and husky. A look of confusion flashed across his face, Anon Jr feeling his mind whirl. He backed up as she walked towards him, closing the door behind herself. She put her hands on his chest, shoving him back onto the bed. 
	“Aunt Sera, I’m not sur-'' Sera quickly shushed him, holding a finger to the young mans mouth.
	“We’ll be fine hun, Anon and Harper are asleep, your sisters are gone, it’s just me and you. Besides, you said you wanted this.” She said in a low, husky tone, her voice needy. Anon Jr looked at the drone with wide eyes, watching as her hands rested on the waistband of his pajama pants. She toyed at it, running her finger under the elastic, before pulling them down. His erection sprung free, bouncing in the air. Sera took it into her hand, gingerly wrapping her finger around it. Anon bit back a whimpered moan, watching the white haired drow give him a few experimental strokes. She smiled happily, seeing the boy bite his lip, his expression one of both pleasure and joy. 
	“Happy birthday.” She chuckled out, continuing to stroke him, her hand picking up speed. His eyes darted from her eyes, to her hand, to back to her face. She felt a warmth building in her, a lusty smile growing. Her free hand went to her shirt, pulling down the collar, exposing her dark, round, perky breasts. “How’s this for something to look at?” She asked, pinching her dark nipples, giving her breasts an experimental jiggle. The young man's mouth was stuck open, eyes wide in surprise. The drow felt a smug, satisfied look go to her face. 
	“Be honest Anon” she whispered to him, her hand picking up more speed, “how many times have you jacked off thinking of this? Your drow aunt sitting on your bed, tits out, giving you the best handy of your life?” She asked in a hungry tone, biting her lip, relishing the look on Anons face. He opened his mouth to speak, but only a low moan came out, his face red. “I’ll take it you’ve cummed your brains out so many times thinking of this?” She half asked, half said, fondling the head of his dick, the pre slicking her hands. Anon bit his tongue, nodding his head, stifling a groan. Sera chuckled, leaning in, her nipples rubbing against his stiff member. 
“Have you thought about where you want to finish?” She asked, feeling his dick twitch in her grip, “maybe in my hand? On my stomach? Blasting ropes of your cum on my breasts?” She said, pawing at her breast with her free hand, watching as Anon nodded his head yes, watching her intently. “Or maybe you’re a pervert, and you’ve wanted to cover my whole face with your sticky load.” She moaned out, pinching her nipple. Anon shook his head yes, letting out a whimper. Sera saw his fists grabbing the bed sheets, knuckles white, dick throbbing, muscles straining. She smiled, knowing he was only a few strokes away from blowing his load.
	“So you really want to cum on my face?” She asked with an embarrassed smile. Anon Jr nodded.
	“Y-yes…yes…” he whimpered out, stifling the moan that came with it. She leaned her head down, face inches away from his throbbing members tip.
	“Id love for you to do that to. To show me how strong and healthy my cute little nephew is.” She moaned out, licking her lips “but no, you can’t.” She said, suddenly taking her hand off his dick. Anon Jrs chest heaved, and he let out a whimper as the drow stopped her ministration. Sera gave a coy smile, giving a strand of her white hair behind her ear.
	“You can’t, because I’m going to do something I’ve wanted to do for ages.”
She planted a single kiss on the tip of Anons manhood, making it tremble, the young man letting out a pleasured gasp. In a sudden movement, his dick was gone. Entrapped by a wet warmth, from tip to base, Sera deepthroating him to the root. She gulped twice, giving Anon a long, hard suck as she slowly withdrew herself to the head. Anon jr threw his head back, letting out a loud cry. Sera sucked on the top half of his manhood hard, feeling it spasm and twitch in her mouth. He bucked his hips, grabbing onto the sides of her head, cupping her cheeks in an oddly gentle fashion. The desperate bucking of his hips met her mouth with a wild fervor, the young man moaning out her name in a low tone. Sera felt the slickness growing between her thighs as he held her face. He let out one last choked moan, trying to push out a warning. Sera felt a smile grow on her face as she sucked on him. He bucked his hips one last time, shoving himself even deeper into her mouth. Sera felt an eruption of sticky warmth in her mouth, his manhood spasms wildly. Anon let out a shuddering breath, feeling the climax wash over him like a crashing tsunami, draining himself into Seras mouth. She giggled to herself as she suckled on his member, coaxing out more of his load, extending his orgasm, making Anon shiver and shudder as her tongue and mouth worked themselves over him. His hands shifted, moving off her face, grabbing onto her long ears. Sera felt a jolt go through her at the touch, his strong hands gripping and rubbing firmly but gently on the tender and sensitive skin. Sera let out a moan, feeling a shiver of pleasure going up through her, feeling her own legs spasm and twitch at the sudden touch. She let out a moan of pleasure, mind going numb as Anon rubbed her ears. She felt her body stiffen, before going limp and loose, collapsing onto the young man. They both lay there, panting, sweaty, gasping for breath. Sera rubbed her thighs together, a blush going to her face as she felt the slick wetness of her climax soaking her pants. A hand gently rubbed her cheek, running itself through her hair. 
	“Jesus Sera, fucking… that was fucking amazing.” Anon Jr said in a breathless tone, gently patting her head. 
	“Nice going for the ears, Don Juan.” She giggled in return, pulling herself up on him, her face close to his. She stared into his eyes, breathing slowly evening out. Anon's hand rubbed the back of her head, slowly and affectionately. In a sudden movement, she felt herself forced forward. Anons lips met hers. Sera felt a firework go off in her brain, melting into his touch, wrapping her own arms around his back. She embraced him, rubbing the back of his head as well, pulling him further into the kiss. They broke the embrace, lips parting, messy strings of saliva connecting them. Anon smiled at her, his eyes hazy. She felt her heart flutter, looking at him. She let out a low chuckle, shaking her head. 
	“Smooth bastard. Didn't expect you to go for the kiss after I blew you.” She chuckled out, looking away with a sheepish blush. Seras' eyes went wide, the thoughts clicking in her mind. She stood up off the bed, looking down at herself, then at Anon. Her breasts were still hanging out, her shorts soaked, the taste of his cum still at the back of her throat. Her eyes flicked back to Anon Jr, his hair a mess, a pleased yet confused look on his face, his now flaccid penis still out after she fished it out of his pajama pants. An embarrassed look came across her face. 
	“Oh my god… oh my god…” She said to herself, a look of horror dawning on her face. She quickly pulled up her top. She swallowed hard, trying to cover herself even though she was clothed. She looked up at Anon's face, feeling a tinge of guilt edging its way into her brain. He looked at her concerned.
	“Aunt Sera? Whats wrong?” He asked, a tinge of worry to his voice. She felt his words echo through his ears. 
	AUNT Sera.
	“Anon I-... Oh god I’m sorry. Nothings wrong. Just, go to bed please. Don’t worry about me, just go to bed. I need to be alone.” She whimpered out, a horrified tone to her voice. Without a further word, she darted to the door, nearly slamming it behind her. She slipped down the hallway, holding her hands close to her face. She ghosted her way down to the guest bedroom, closing the door, locking it behind her. She went to the guest bathroom, turning on the shower, throwing her clothes off. She sat in the bathtub, the hot water running over her. She held her knees, rocking herself back and forth.
	“God damn it Sera. God fucking damn it. You just had to do that.” She said, feeling tears streaming from her eyes, “You fucked up. God damn it you dumb slutty drow what the hell is wrong with you. You just fucked it up.”