Return to Savarra [LazyKitsune]

[Ze Blitzkrieg]

You quickly come to figure that Urag isn't a very expressive one, as the stoic orc has little to say on the matter beyond a dismissive 'don't worry about it'. It contrasts well with the more vocal catboy, who sputters slightly at your words.

"W-Well, y'know, it would've been awkward if I offered to let you use mine and then you turned me down. B-ut! You didn't, so all's well that ends well." His pitch raises a tad mid-sentence as you spank his plush bottom with your tail. His own wraps shyly around your waist, and at your beckoning, he leads you arm in arm up a creaky wooden staircase nearby. The upstairs is quiet, likely owing to the midday lull. Through foggy windows on either end of the hall enough sunlight pours to let you see, and by that sunlight Cyrus pulls a key from up his sleeve and unlocks one of a rough dozen rooms,

Inside is typical fare, a stuffed feather mattress with fresh linen sheets, a chest at the foot of the bed for belongings, and a desk-chair combo pressed against the westward wall. From the north, a frosty window with drawn curtains provides a modicum of light until Cyrus manages to spark the candles on the desk. A warm glow suffices for illumination in the meanwhile.

Then, without warning, he's upon you. Deft fingers snake under your cloak and grasp for handfuls of your bountiful ass. He pulls you close, letting you feel a pleasantly toned physique beneath his tunic and trousers, his body lean and hard in the places an adventuring man ought to be. He's also got his soft parts, which you'd find if you cared to mimic his actions and cop a feel of his cute, pliable behind.

Whatever your pleasure is, the catboy is voracious for his part. His lips find yours for a time, brief, hot kisses that transition from your mouth to your jaw, then along it until he reaches your earlobe. He moans softly, nipping ever so slightly at the base of your long, sensitive ear. "Mmh.. S-Sorry, but I couldn't resist. I haven't- ah... haven't cum in like a week, and you've been driving me crazy..." He gives your ass an apologetic squeeze as he murmurs his passions to you.

"How mmh... well, how do you want me? I'm in your care..."

[Lazy Kitsune]

Before I have a chance to make a comment about the 'romantic' candlelight, Cyrus surprises me with his enthusiasm. "Oh!" I gasp, surprised by his turn in energy all of a sudden, although not unpleasantly so. What further comments I had were also silenced ahead of time as the feline began demonstrating his affection quite... passionately. I find myself returning his kisses as soon as I've wrapped my head around what was happening and letting my hands move to his body, one softly holding him closer by his back while the other decided to give his rear an adventurous squeeze of my own. A let out a quiet, happy sigh as he starts to move his kisses along to my ear, tilting my head to the side. Gods... it has been too long indeed. "A week? Try... well, I'm not sure exactly... thousands of years... perhaps more. And I wouldn't worry about it... I drive most people crazy." I pull my hands away from him just to unclasp my cloak, letting it drop to the ground around my feet.

"You mentioned something about licking earlier..." I murmur, placing my hands on his shoulders and gently pushing him down to sit on the bed. My fingers slide under his tunic, feeling his body underneath with a gentle, ghost like touch across his flesh. I slide my legs up to straddle him while leaning in to trail my tongue along his neck, from the collar up to his jaw where I stop to whisper right into his ear "I plan to savour you for a while, my cute kitty." With the initial teasing out of the way I start to pull off his tunic, while my tail hooks under my legs momentarily to start tugging at his trousers - taking the opportunity to rub against his crotch while I loosened up their confinement.

[Ze Blitzkrieg]

Cyrus seems somewhat baffled at your mentions of millennia past, but it's as easily forgotten when you uncloak for him and guide him down onto the bed. The pretty boy offers nothing in the way of resistance as you slide your hands up his shirt and trace the hard lines of his torso with feather-light caresses, feeling his smooth skin goosebump beneath your fingertips as he tenses excitedly from your touch. You savor the taste of his body, the mild saltiness of sweat lingering on the warm flesh of his neck, which he cranes to give your deft tongue all the access it needs, shuddering as you come to nuzzle against the velvety softness of his cat-like ear. It twitches adorably when you purr into it, and he can do little but gulp and nod in reply to your seductive ministrations.

Putty-like in your hands as he is, he helps you ease his tunic up and over his head, to join your cloak in the growing pile of your garments on the floor. The sight of his lean, sinewy form takes you back. Those cute ears, fluffy tail and piercing copper eyes must not have been all the Sphinxes gave to dear Cyrus. His build is both lithe and strong, lacking body fat like a predator might, which only further highlights the taut ridges of his abdomen and chest. Gods it had been too long since you'd had a man beneath you, and a familiar need swells in your neglected nethers as you drink in his body. It's only dulled by the various welts and bruises across his upper body, dark red and black blemishes on an another pale, silky canvas, fresh enough that he winces slightly whenever you trace one. Poor kitty cat indeed...

Your tail manages well enough in its duty simultaneously, both stroking his package and tugging his trousers towards the floor. He shimmies beneath you, just a tad awkwardly, using his hands on your thick thighs to keep you balanced atop him while you try and unwrap your newest toy. It takes a few good tugs, but eventually you pull his pants down just enough to reveal the delectable taper of his stomach that leads down to the next item on the menu, his manhood, the upper most portion of which springs from his garment and slaps against your crotch. It certainly lives up to the expectations set by his various tents from the day, a long, thick thing that throbs between your thighs as it strains to be free in its entirety. The hefty shaft displays another feature of the Sphinx upon closer inspection; a ring of smooth, fleshy nubs surrounds the crown of his pride and joy.

[Lazy Kitsune]

A sympathetic eye traces over the bruises and marks across his body before I lean in to plant a few doting kisses on his forehead and cheek. "Don't worry." I whisper to him, my lips going right up to his feline ears as I do so. My hand slides up to the back of his head, my fingers running through his hair before giving the back of his ears a gentle tickle. "I'm here to take care of you now."

Pulling back from his face, I smile down at his shaft, fighting for release to the point that it eagerly slaps against my body once I've tugged it free enough. Letting my hands trail back down his body, I tuck my fingers under his trousers and part my thighs wider so as to slide his clothes down the rest of the way and let gravity drop them to his ankles. Giving his cock a teasing trace with my fingers, running my finger tips across his the more feline features of his shaft before more firmly using my hand to give his thick cock a few strokes to help get the it primed and ready.

My eyes return to his, keeping my gaze affixed on his striking copper irises as I smirk and slowly slide my thighs back, planting my feet back onto the floor and lowering myself onto my knees. With the catboy sitting before me, I lean in to offer up my breasts as pillows for his cock, sandwiching his shaft within my cleavage before leaning down to give the head of his cock a slow, long lick - gradually retracting my tongue until I plant my lips onto his tip with a quick kiss, winking up at him on the moment of contact. And so I set about offering Cyrus his promised licks, covering the upper half of his cock with my saliva while his shaft throbbed between my breasts. Soon enough I'm wrapping my lips around his hot, pulsing flesh and letting him feel the inside of my mouth work his cock over. I let myself moan softly with every bob of my head - the cat needs to know he's appreciated, after all.

[Ze Blitzkrieg]

"Please do..." Is all Cyrus can say while you lace his face with soft kisses and tease his sensitive ears with a combination sultry words and a gentle touch, combing fingers through the supple, sandy locks of hair that cascade across his pink face. The catboy sighs audibly in relief as you fish down into his pants and send them falling down around his ankles, his cock now free to stand at attention without restraint. The hot length throbs hard as you trace it with such fleeting contact, and by the time you wrap it with your fingers and begin to firmly stroke it up and down, a sticky dollop of pre-cum coats you fingers, giving each pump a lewd schlick that only serves to get it hard all the faster in your palm.

He locks dilated, slit like pupils with your own as you slink down onto your knees in front of him, parting his legs to give you a wide berth. Your tits wrap his big, throbbing cock like two perfectly shaped pillows, and he inches his thighs closer together as you do to keep them sandwiched around the lower half of his member. You can feel it thrum with his heartbeat, so swollen and needy between your supple titflesh. His breath hitches as you begin pleasuring him, tongue eliciting quiet groans and breathy gasps as it flicks and strokes his pulsating shaft. You can taste his the salty, musky flavor of his pre-cum as you do, his head leaking droplets every couple of strokes, a testament to how turned on he is and how badly he wants to empty his balls for you. It only gets more generous with its dollops when you wrap it between your lips.

"F-Fuuck!" He moans sharply, his eyes snapping closed as you begin fellating him. The poor kitty must be very sensitive, and there's a certain satisfaction you gain from each bob of your head causing him to pant. His brows furrow in concentration, and you feel him place a reassuring hand atop your head, tangling your silky hair between his fingers as you dutifully suck him, the texture of his bumpy crown providing a unique experience against your tongue. Normally, most probably begin pushing your head up and down at this point, but the catboy restrains his pleasure, entirely willing to let you dictate how to 'appreciate' him.

[Lazy Kitsune]

My lips curl briefly into a smile around his cock at his reaction. So often do men attempt to take charge of situations like this that they inadvertently miss out on some of the best skill I have to offer. With each slow ease of my head down upon his manhood, I lap along the veins and ridges of his cock and occasionally giving a gentle teasing graze with my teeth along his shaft to remind him of the tightness of my lips. Although most of my attention is focused on my tongue strokes, particularly upon his sensitive tip while my tits shift around his thick, hot shaft, the friction mixing his salty pre with my lavishing of saliva to spread a wet lube across his rod. Having no intention on bringing the feline to his peak just yet, I draw myself up from his cock for the moment, gasping for air as I surface from his musky crotch.

Knowing my lips are still wet with my saliva and his precum, I lick them as I smile up at him. Giggling at his adorable, blushing face, I let my hand work over his cock, fingers moving slowly to keep him engaged, but not to escalate the situation further. I didn't expect Cyrus to be able to keep going easily after shooting his load and I had no intention of finishing up with him just yet. Pulling back from him just a bit so his cock slides free from my tits, I let my other hand cup his balls- keeping them comfortable and stroking them fondly. I lean in to give his sack and the underside of his shaft a trail of slow, hot kisses while lowering myself further to the ground. Soon enough my face is directly at crotch height and I let my hands drop to the ground to get on all fours after easing his tip into my mouth. After showing him what I could do with my mouth and tongue, it was time for him to get a feel for my throat.

"Giving a girl some words of encouragement never hurts." I murmur to him with a smile before getting to work. With a steady bobbing motion, I ease my head forward until I can start squeezing my throat around his shaft. I let him hear me gag and adjust my throat to his shaft, working my way down with a steadily increasing pace until my nose twitches a hair's breadth from the base of his crotch. Eager to show off, I then slowly ease my way back to his tip, gasping for air once I pull free and giving the tip of his cock a quick kiss before then quickly downing his entire length, deepthroating him with my many ages of expert practice. I hum and giggle around his shaft, showing off how I can take it without gagging if I so choose as my tongue tickles the underside of his thick rod. After a few more minutes of this, I stop once more, quickly pulling back with a satisfied sigh. I use my pinky to wipe some of his pre from my chin and dip it into my mouth before standing back up. "Alright Cyrus... want to lie down on the bed and get on top, or have you had some other ways you've been wanting to take me running around in that cute head of yours?"

[Ze Blitzkrieg]

Poor Cyrus seems ill prepared for your sexual prowess. As you lavish his hot, thick pole with an onslaught of delicate tonguework and delectable suction, he's relegated to thumping the bed with his tail and clenching your hair between his fingers to keep himself grounded. The first time you pull off his member, it throbs mightily, and you half expect him to blow his creamy white load all over you. But he persists, biting his lip hard and grunting as his slick shaft glides within the confines of your skillful hand, your ministrations keeping him just south of climax but still thoroughly hard. His eyes are half-lidded, eyes full of need as he watches you drop further down, kissing his tender balls and tasting the strong, salty tang of arousal on the hand-filling sack. Those same eyes shoot open when you murmur a need for praise to him, and begin sliding his turgid shaft into your mouth once more.

"S-Sorry! It's just... ah, y-you're very good, and I'm sooooofuck... S-So sensitive right now. Mallach's balls, I-I'm stuttering like a virgin here." The tight, wet seal of your throat forces his own to close, and his grip on your long, raven colored hair resumes once again. You spy his other hand gripping the sheets, and his lip goes pale as he bites it in an attempt to keep the content of those balls you'd just lavished contained. You pull off him after a few minutes, and not a moment too soon, as the poor catboy's cock spasms mightily, only receiving a trickle of pre-cum for his effort. He pants, hard, as he eyes you up, devouring your features with weary, lustful eyes.

"Ah... C-Could you maybe, y'know... ride me? I'm a bit sore and well, I'm not sure I can last much longer after that." He flushes darker at that admission, ashamed of either his need to blow or his submissive desire. "D-Don't worry, though! I'm a young guy, I can go again right after. As long as you want! Just, let me do it inside you... please." His voice his soft, pleading even, and he shoots you a look not too dissimilar to the one that got Urag to agree to his request. But still fairly different, seeing as though he wasn't lusting, and begging, to fill the orc's belly with kitty cream like he is you.

[Lazy Kitsune]

I'm beaming with pride at how I've made Cyrus feel. With all that I've seem to lost since waking up, its good to now that some of my talents are still as sharp as ever. A moment of doubt flickers through my mind at his request, however. Finishing inside me was never a problem before - spirits weren't exactly prone to unplanned parenthood - however I have been feeling far more mortal than usual. I was hardly what you would call mother material. Still, my powers just seemed to be taking their time coming back to me. Perhaps a good helping of cum was just what I needed to get some of the old tricks charging back up again. Rolling my eyes at his pleading look, even if it makes me smile, I push him down once more to by lying properly on the bed and guide his hand to his cock for him to keep it steady - worried that if I touch it for him I might just push him over the edge before I'm ready.

Placing my knees on either side of his hips, I hover over him, parting my dripping lips over his cock with two of my fingers. "Okay... as a special treat~ But don't say I never do anything for you. And don't strain yourself too much. I don't want to accidentally breaking your dick, we can keep going with your tongue after you've finished." I place my other hand on his shoulder as I ease myself onto him, gasping as I feel his cock press my slick, hungry lips apart. Gods... feeling a dick start to slide its way into me after so long... this really did feel like it was bringing some of that missing energy back into my body. Just a tiny fragment, but it felt amazing non-the-less. "Oo~oh~ Cyrus~" I moan, my voice pitching just a tad higher than the hushed moans I'd been working with so far. "I can feel how hard you are for me~"

I bite my lip, my left hand working on rubbing my clit as my hips rolled back and down over and over onto Cyrus's kitty cock. My right hand pulled from his shoulder to cup one of my breasts, squeezing the ample flesh in my grip while the other bounced freely with each time I rose from spearing myself on his cock, all for the catboy's viewing pleasure. After a short while of keeping this up, I pick up the pace. Pulling my hands away from those sensitive areas, at least for now, I drop them behind me onto the bed as I arch my back and drive my hips down faster onto Cyrus's crotch, letting myself moan more enthusiastically now.

[Ze Blitzkrieg]

Your feline lover makes no moves to resist you pushing him onto his back, and when you hand him his pride, he holds it skywards as you climb over top of him.The heat of your pussy against his tip makes him sigh contentedly, and a gentle laugh accompanies the goofy grin on his face. "If the Marefolk incident didn't break it, I wouldn't worry too much." He says, leaving it up to your imagination as to what that even meant.

There are many more things to busy your mind on in the meanwhile. Like the feeling of his girthy cock spearing you deep as you slowly lower yourself onto it. Cyrus lets out a rather cute mewl of delight as your hot depths suck every inch of his shaft in, your pussy practically molding to the shape and size of his rock hard member. It was good to see some things about your body hadn't changed, and nobody could be more pleased than Cyrus, who bucks up against you as you settle down and savor the sensation of having a cock pressing into your deepest parts. Grasping your hips with his hands to give you an easier sense of balance as you straddle him, Cyrus nods dumbly in agreement.

"Living Gods, I didn't think it'd be so tight... Y-You feel incredible, Aurora." He practically purrs your name, the pleased kitty's head rolling back against the mattress as you begin to roll your hips rhythmically over his own. Even lounged back as he is, he drinks in every movement you make, eyes devouring you from tits to hips to the no doubt pleased look on your face. It's a look of passion and desire, and damn if it doesn't feel good to see that kind of reverent need on the face of a sexual partner. The world may have changed a lot since you last were among the living, but that kind of lust, the kind that made you what you are now, that never fades.

When you lean back and steady yourself on his knees, he reaches a hand up to cup the breast you had just been fondling, kneading the pink hued orb with a growing intensity. You feel something tickle against your thigh, and by the time you look down, you spot his tail, having hooked around to slide between your crashing hips. He presses the tip, slick with your juices and soft as can be, right up against your clit, letting you grind into it with every motion you make atop of him.

Your enthusiastic moans are met by his own poorly contained ones, and you can feel his already swollen shaft seem to thicken inside you. As the hard, wet clapping of your pussy dropping down to meet his heavy balls intermingles with your growing orchestra of passionate cries and squeaking bedframe, Cyrus' grip on your hip and breast tightens. You feel him begin to throb hard and repeatedly within you, his taut belly tensing and twitching as his nerves fire off.

"A-Aurora! I'm- It's- I- Fffffuck!"

A sudden, fiery heat begins to fill your nethers, and with it that surge of ardor, you can't say you've ever felt so alive.

[Lazy Kitsune]

Marefolk incident? Now that's something I have to ask about when I get the chance. For now though, I had plenty of other things to ~mmph~ entertain myself with. I push my chest forward to give him a better grip on my tits, the sensitive flesh welcoming on another hand arriving to tend to them after my own recently departed. Cyrus proved himself to be quite the creative lover as well, once his tail started to press against my clit. Shifting my hip movements, I start grinding forward against his tail on the down thrust and giving his cock a more active rubbing with my insides as I do so. Soon enough I feel him reaching his limit, my own pussy tightening around his shaft and preparing to milk him. I gasp happily as his grip squeezes my breast and I press myself down onto his hips and steady my movements, not wanting to torture the kitty with my movements as he climaxes.

Smiling down on him and taking the moment to catch my breath, I let him savour the moment as he releases his seed into me. The building warmth inside makes me feel like I'm glowing and erotic energy crackles up my spine. It felt sooo good to be back on the saddle - so to speak. I give him some time to catch his breath - as well as some time to savour the feeling of me slowly and gently rotating my hips back and forth around his cock. I move my hands, letting them rest on his shoulders as I lean down to plant a kiss on his lips. "You seemed to enjoy that a fair bit... Feeling better about that 'quite hard clubbing'?"

[Ze Blitzkrieg]

The tension of his powerful release slowly ebbs away as the last couple throbs deposit the final blasts of kitty cum Cyrus has thoroughly painted your womb with. He sighs in relief, languidly running his hands down along your sides as you lean in and kiss him on the lips, cupping your ass and giving the bountiful cheeks some affectionate squeezing. He laughs at your comment, face still glowing pink from his exertions, though he seems markedly more at ease now, laying there disheveled and satisfied.

"Yeah... I feel a little bit better. But there were a lot of them, you know. With very big clubs! It could be days before I'm back to normal. Might be that I'll need multiple checkups." He says, giving you a pitiful looking pout to give some level of legitimacy to his claims. His tail flickers happily against your thigh in spite of his supposed wounds.

Stealing another kiss from your lips in the meanwhile, his pout miraculously changes back to the dopey grin he sported after loosing his nut, and he kneads your bottom with renewed vigor. "Up for more? It's only fair I let you pick how to go at it this time, and honestly, I think I'm getting hard again just staying in you. Your pussy is something else."

Ever the flatterer.

[Lazy Kitsune]

"Aww~ Poor Cyrus~" I coo, rubbing him behind the ears as he pouts "Well, as your doctor I suppose I have no choice but to treat my patient." After the kiss, I sit back up, shifting my weight once more around the cock stiffening back up inside of me and put a finger to my lips in thought. "Hmm? More you say?" I rock my hips down firmly, making the bed squeak before easing back up slightly "Well, I suppose I do have an itch to scratch myself..."

I slowly slide myself up from his cock, kitty cream slowly dripping its way down the sides of his shaft as I go. Finally I lift my dripping cunny off of his cock altogether, holding the lips open as I do so to show off the pool of cum he's shot inside of me, even as some of it leaks out back down onto his cock and balls and onto the bed below. "You seemed to quite enjoy the view from the front... and seeing as how you're still a bit too sore for much else..." I slowly turn around until I'm facing his feet. Giving my ass a little shake I start to lower myself back down onto his cock, letting out a happy sigh as I feel him reenter me. If he can go again already that he could very well bring me to a proper orgasm soon enough. He just needs a little prompting.

Shifting me weight back against him, I push out my rear to give him a good view of my plump behind and shapely curves. Glancing over my shoulder at him, I grin and move my tail to prod him on the nose. "Boop. Grab as much as you like, Cyrus. And try and get those hips moving too... I want to feel you thrust up into me~ Make me bounce~ Make me cum~"

[Ze Blitzkrieg]

With all your shifting around, Cyrus' shaft stands nice and tall as you slide up and off him, glistening with a mixture of his pearly white seed and your juices. The smell of sex fills the room even more now, and you find your partner shimmying further up onto the bed as you reposition atop him. Sinking down on his member again, the delightful feeling of his hands hooking up under your shapely thighs alerts you to his intention to follow through on your request. He hikes his feet up off the floor and digs his heel into the edge of the bed to give himself leverage. Then, after bracing himself, he hefts you up off of him so that only the tip of his rod remains within you, the ring of fleshy barbs tingling as they rake your passage, then he drops you down and thrusts upwards at the same time, battering the head of his cock against your deepest parts like a ram. A loud clap follows the lightning like surge of pleasure that fires up your spine from the heavy thrust, his balls making their presence known, and with the bounce of the bed, he hefts you up again and repeats.

It doesn't take him long to work up a hard, rhythmic pace, bouncing you up and down on his lap and raising his hips to meet you on the way back down. The lewd schlick of every thrust, the result of his copious cum mixing inside you, contrasts beautifully with the thump of each sweat inducing impact. You imagine whoever is below you is privy to what's going on, if the moaning and earlier, softer creaking hadn't clued them in. What did it matter, though? Let the citizens of Hawkenthorne know just what type of worship sustained you.

Ever the trickster, Cyrus' tail once again sneaks its way between your thighs. It nestles against your slit, the tip pushing up against your clit once more so that every time the catboy made you bounce atop him, it ground wetly into the soaked, velvety fluff that crowned his feline feature.

"Gods, I love your ass! And your tits... fuck, all of you is good, so f-fucking good." He declares, thoroughly enraptured by your body.

[Lazy Kitsune]

"Cyrus, the wonderful thing about this position, that most guys don't pick up on..." I start explaining as he starts getting ready to thrust into me, grinning wickedly down at him. "Is that this aims you right at somewhere- ~AH fuuUCK~" getting cut off I moan happily, my hands falling onto the end of the bed frame as I bounce happily on the catboy's cock. "Somewhere brilliant!" I call out, completing my thought amidst my passionate moans. His cock dragged its way across ~that spot~ with each thrust up and his tail against the sensitive flesh on the outside only made it all the better.

Tongue hanging out as I pant happily, riding his cock to my very own peak, I find his name passing my lips in moans of varying volumes. His cock, stirring up the cum already inside me and grinding against my walls with the leverage I offered on his side, I hang my head back and feel the bed rocking beneath our rhythmic movements. "Glad you like it~" I gasp back at him, turning to look over my shoulder. "Its a new look! But it seems to get the job done."

After a short while more of being bounced atop my new friend, I could feel his cock bringing me to my climax, my wet snatch squeezing around his cock in short bursts as I felt my body heat up more and more all over- as well as a delightful trickle of that familiar erotic energy of mine flowing back into me.

[Ze Blitzkrieg]

The sweet cries of bliss you offer Cyrus emboldens the catboy, and he diligently fucks upwards into you, keeping the steady rhythmic pace that sees his member pumping against that mind melting spot within you over and over and over... You can see the determination in his eyes as you look back at him, utterly taken by the sight of your body gyrating wildly atop his own, your long dark hair fanning across his chest and cloaking him in your sweet, feminine scent. The hard, measured strokes that have you climaxing around his shaft slow only once your sweet walls begin to rapidly tense around him, and the accompanying flush of heat that fills your body in the wake of orgasm intermingling with wisps of power you once knew intimately. That flux of power must have been felt by more than just yourself, or perhaps your new body is just that appealing to the kitty beneath you, for no sooner than your soaked folds stop milking him, does he suddenly redouble his efforts.

His hips angle beneath you, and his grip on your legs tightens as much as it may. You can feel him now, putting more power and force into it, not just letting gravity bring you down onto his shaft, but instead pulling you into each hard thrust himself. Quick learner that he must be, he seems to be rolling his hips in such a way as to isolate that wonderful little section of your pussy that makes your eyes want to roll up into your head and your toes curl every time the head of his shaft strikes it. You can hear him beneath you, panting and grunting with the effort, thoroughly pounding you despite his position below, his hips sending ripples along your shapely cheeks.

"C-Can't... can't stop... Need to... Oh Gods, I need it..." Is all the intelligible words you can make out from him, but it was hard to make out much with Cyrus pounding against your g-spot like a jackrabbit in heat.

[Lazy Kitsune]

Taken back by the sudden spur of energy from Cyrus, the surprise in my next few moans is genuine. Not in any position to complain about the new tempo, nor with any desire to, I gladly ride out pussy pounding he was offering - all pretence of keeping quiet abandoned as giddy, fuck drunk moans fly from my mouth with each time the catboy jerked me up and down his cock. This cat was going places - especially places inside of me, but also metaphorical places. This is definitely the sort of warm welcome I hoped for when returning to the world.

"Go on then!" I moan, egging him on as I show off my flexibility by bending my body back over his and turning my head to kiss his cheek. "If you need it, take it! Take me~ Take me hard!" I pant into his ear, letting him hear me moan - hear how he made me feel. Between moans I would reward him with kisses and licks across his cheek and jawline, before tilting his head to the side and planting a kiss on his lips. My tits wave in the air as he fucks me over him and my horns dig into the headboard of the bed leaving a permanent mark of our lovemaking. I hold the kiss longer than our previous experimental flashes of passion, letting our tongues meet and mingle and press together as I coax him on to his grand finale.

[Ze Blitzkrieg]

Every cock hungry, lustful moan you let creates a feedback loop of sort, as your sex drunk cries encourage Cyrus to fuck you harder, and the powerful impact each frenzied thrust imparts only forces your voice to raise in volume and pitch. Your encouraging words purred against his soft ears, the kisses you lace along his sharp jawline, the salty sweat on your tongue as you run your deft appendage across his cheek, it all works him closer and closer to what is assuredly a powerful finish to this passionate lovemaking session. The tension across his body builds like a spring, coiling and bracing beneath your as you lay atop the rutting catboy and ungulate with him to reach that brilliant climax your bodies both so desire.

His eyes lidded and his breath heavy and labored beneath grunts and moans of his own, your kiss seems to bring him back into focus, and his lips part easily to welcome your tongue in. His lashes and swirls against your own, a kiss possessed by a raw, hungry need, his groans of bliss muffled by your plush lips. He savors it for as long as he may, but you can feel him beginning to strain, and the way his throbbing kitty cock swells within you every time he reaches the apex of his thrusts tells you why. He pulls away from the kiss, if only for a moment, to whisper a hoarse request.

"Please.. o-oh fuck... Cum with... ahh... Cum! With me, p-please. Can't... can't hold..." It's about all he can manage, and he quickly presses his forehead into yours, lips claiming you in another hurried, needy kiss. One that lasts as long as he does, settling into a steady, hard, ball-clapping, womb shaking pace until you feel the breath catch in his throat, his hard abdomen clench like a fist, and his cock shudder in your depths. A final thrust, one so hard he nearly knocks you off him, sees his shaft buried as deep as it can go, and a series of deep, animal grunts fill your mouth as Cyrus pumps his second thick load into your waiting slit.

[Lazy Kitsune]

The kiss helps to muffle my moans, but only so much as I continue to ride out his impassioned thrusting. My lips press against his to create a tight seal around our mouths while my eyelids flutter shut. One of my hand reaches back behind me to stroke his cheek as he coaxes more and more moans out of me and when I hear him starting to grunt I sight happily, encouraged by the noise to buck my hips in time with them as he fills me for the second time with his kitty cream. Moments later, I feel myself shuddering and my back arches even more as my own lips shiver and squeeze around his cock, driven to squirting on top of his cock. As my back starts to relax, I hold the kiss for a few moments more, sighing blissfully and contently until I pull away with a breathless giggle.

"Fuck, Cyrus." I murmur, sitting back up straight on his cock and giving his member a final wiggle with my hips. "You really know how to make a good first impression on a girl." After a few more moments of savouring the feeling of him inside of me I slide off of him, bending forward onto all fours for a moment to let him see his seed dripping out of me. Giggling a little, I shuffle myself around and sit propped up against the wall with my legs draped over his. "So, all of me is 'so fucking good', huh? And I thought you didn't like me being a tease." I wink at him, before giving my arms a brief stretch. "Oooh~ Well, that was... very much needed. But I can't stay on your cock all day. I still need to figure out what I'm going to do for money, get some clothes... eat probably..." I pause to sniff myself "and bathe. Plus I also need to reawaken my powers and track down the source of that corrupting lust that woke me up in the first place. Quite the to-do list."

[Ze Blitzkrieg]

The catboy remains laid on his back, staring up at the ceiling in a tired daze until you slowly disentangle yourself from him and show him the fruits of his labor in the form of the seed that fills you so deeply. He grunts in his sweaty stupor at your coy teasing, eventually finding the strength to prop his upper body up on his arms. "I can't be held accountable for what I say when I'm balls deep inside you." He murmurs pitifully, his tail thumping against your legs with a few twitchy flicks.

"Mmh... I'd help you out but... I'm tired. And sore. I'm sure the innkeep will be willing to help you out. She owes me, after all. She got me clubbed. Quite hard, in fact." He shifts from beneath your legs, crawling his way up the bed until he can put his head on the assembled pillows beneath the now thoroughly scarred headboard. Close in proximity to you now, he plants a soft kiss on your cheek before flopping back onto his side.

"Thanks for for the rescue... and emptying my balls, I guess. I fear if you hadn't done so, I'd be the one taking a load by now. And I'm not as into green skin as Marianne is." The sticky layer of sex and sweat doesn't seem to bother him that much, and he settles in even while talking to you. "If you need help... y'know, adjusting, come talk to me tomorrow. Or, tonight, if you want a cuddle buddy. I'm told I give pretty good morning head."

[Lazy Kitsune]

"Sure, whatever you say~" I tease, rolling my eyes at his excuse for his previous claims. I watch him as he moves with a small smirk on my lips, about to respond before he kisses me on the cheek. Odd, that something so small and simple would surprise me, especially after all we had just done together, but it still felt rather unexpected. Shaking the feel off, I smile back at him and give him a gentle rub behind his ears.

"You poor thing you. Rest up now. I'll be sure to... keep that in mind." I say, before gently making my way off of the bed and picking back up my cloak. Looking back at Cyrus with a wink as I wrap myself up once more, I slip out of the room and go looking for either Urag or the owner and leave the catboy to his rest. Feeling a little invigorated by my two rounds with Cyrus, I walk with a bit of a skip. Seems my powers may be returning to me after all. Although I also felt something else... something strange... something I hadn't felt in a long time... longer than I can clearly remember...

Hunger... By the gods, my stomach sounded positively furious with me. So I need to eat now as well? I could talk to Urag about that, I suppose. Although it did give me a good chance to try out how the food around here tasted.