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This story was written for Kemper as part of my Themed patreon request day for February 2018. The theme this month was "Running out of time", and this story contains M/F sex between consenting adults in a public place. :3

A Tight Schedule

Kemper raced down the street alongside the park's outer wall, dodging around the occasional confused looking pedestrian walking at a more natural pace, peering ahead all the while desperately hoping that another gate would spring into being somewhat closer to where he had abandoned his Lyft as it became mired in traffic for the fourth time. It was almost a full minute before he found himself at the Eastern gate of the park however, rushing in and bolting along the path towards the lake at its centre. He grabbed his phone from his jacket pocket as he ran, and growled as he saw the time upon it. 16:35. He was fifteen minutes late, and that left just ten before time was up. Goddammit, why did he and Cara have to be on such completely ridiculous work schedules lately? Why couldn't he find any decent amount of time to spend with his friend, other than a handful of stolen minutes at this intermediate location as they both took advantage of a brief lull in their schedules between yet more obligations? And why, after three days of not being able to hang out at all, was their twenty-five minute hang-out destined to be ruined and cut more than in half by goddamn traffic?!

He was panting heavily, saliva dripping from his sharp sabre-like teeth as the feline ran open mouthed and practically snarling towards the lake. Soon, though not soon enough with another minute of their ten already used up, he saw her. He saw the mouse sitting upon the bench right where they always met, silhouetted by the setting winter sun as she too no doubt lamented their lack of time.

"Cara!"

Kemper cried out with a strangled, almost sorrowful yelp, and the mouse immediately rose to her feet, turning towards him with wide eyes and a warm but anxious smile. She rushed towards him. They embraced tightly, and trembled as their bodies pushed ever more urgently against one another.

"I'm so sorry I'm late..."

The feline male growled in frustration, though his scowl couldn't linger upon his features for too long as the plump mouse shook her head and nuzzled up against him, rising up on her tip-toes in order to brush her whiskered muzzle against his.

"It's okay. I... I just... I wish we had more time."

She glanced towards the patch of trees behind the bench. The trees beyond which there lay an all but forgotten wooden bandstand, a perfect little hideaway for two friends who had very little time to catch up, but were desperate to let one another know how much they missed being able to spend more time together. A perfect place for if you had twenty or twenty five minutes, just time enough to get there, to share in a brief but wildly passionate quickie, and get back again before heading off in different directions once more. But, today they didn't have twenty five minutes. They barely even had eight, according to their phones, and they both knew that the appointments which awaited them after this little rendezvous couldn't be pushed back.

The two of them looked around. The park was quiet, the weather still cool enough however clear it might have been to keep all but a few dog walkers and joggers from using the park recreationally. They looked back at their friend, blushing, eyes widening as they same thought crossed their minds. Cara's ears reddened, and she whimpered with bashful excitement. Kemper shuddered as he felt the mouse squirm within his arms, and he growled under his breath at her.

"We shouldn't."

The mouse giggled and nodded.

"I... I know..."

Kemper shook his head and groaned in frustration as she pressed ever more tenderly, intimately against him.

"We could get caught. W-we could get in so much trouble."

Again Cara giggled, nibbling on her bottom lip and regarding Kemper with eyes that were growing ever more bold and intense in their lustfulness.

"I know."

The feline male moaned desperately.

"W-we..."

He trembled as Cara led him to the bench. As she unbuckled his belt, pulling his trousers and underwear down around his ankles, and sitting him down upon the cool wood with his already rock hard erection pointing upward, exposed to the open air and to anyone who might have wandered past at that moment in time. The mouse giggled, she whimpered happily, and she unbuttoned and unzipped her own pant-suit trousers, neatly folding them upon the bench after stepping out of them while her tail and her bare, rounded ass wiggled in excitement. She scrambled up onto the bench, and without wasting another second of the five or six minutes remaining to them the mouse shamelessly sat herself down astride Kemper, and began to sink down hungrily around his hot, throbbing cock.

"I... a-aahhhyes. I know. B-but... I just... I just don't care."

She began to ride him. Not to slowly rock back and forth against his crotch in a manner that might to a distant observer have looked like a pair of twitterpated lovers simply cuddling and talking. Not to gently make love with the sabretoothed cat in a manner that might have been easy to dismiss as something that merely looked lewd, but couldn't possibly have been. Cara began to bounce and fuck herself upon Kemper's throbbing cock in a manner that left absolutely nothing to the imagination for anyone who might have come even remotely close to where they were seated.

"Fuck me..."

She grunted in ecstasy as she bounced and squirmed and wriggled upon his cock, already milking the male's member for everything it had to offer and then some.

"Cum in me. I can't wait another day, I can't wait another minute to feel your cum inside me again, Kemper."

The feline couldn't help but obey. He bucked his hips and grasped at Cara's rounded ass, assisting her in her rapid bouncing even as his head nervously began to dart from side to side in search of anyone who might be about to catch them in the act. No sooner had he begun to look around though, Cara's pink, furless hands wrapped around his face and pressed their muzzles together, forcing them to make direct and intense eye contact.

"N-nnnhhh... n-no you don't. No thinking about other things. No worrying about anything else. I want you here. I... aahh, I only get you for a few minutes, so I want you here for every second of them. Right here, w-with me. Every thought, e-every breath... every twitch of your cock, all for me. Just like every squeeze, every drop of my juices, every squeak and scream I let loose is for you."

She held them like that, face to face, muzzle to muzzle, as her pace quickened upon the feline's body and his thick, throbbing manhood even more. True to her word, it wasn't long before she began to squeak uncontrollably in pleasure, and it wasn't long after that before she was crying out more forcefully, more uncontrollably as her pussy began to clamp down harder and more frequently, and its juices burst forth with ever greater abundance from her quivering depths. In turn of course, Kemper rapidly found himself losing control. He felt all those worries and concerns about getting caught melting away, replaced with a single-minded desire for one thing and one thing alone. To make Cara scream. To make the mouse squeal and thrash and cum upon his cock, and to fill her squeezing pussy with every drop of cum his balls had to offer.

And with only a few short minutes until their time together was at an end, there was only one way to make that happen.

To fuck the mouse as hard, and as fast as his body was physically capable of fucking her.

"Cum for me, Cara!"

Kemper growled as he bounced the mouse wildly upon his lap, feeling her almost slipping off his cock more than once with just how high she bounced astride him, only for the entirety of his throbbing length to drive urgently back inside her as she fell down with a squealing, ear-splitting shriek of ecstasy once again. He snarled those words, that passionate command to the mouse over and over again, and every time he did so he could see her eyes getting wider, her face more glazed and blissful in its overwhelmed expression. And in turn, the more pleasure stricken that she looked, the more desperately horny Kemper himself grew knowing that he was doing that to her. Knowing that for all to see and hear he was making the mouse lose control, and thus making himself lose control right alongside her.

Cum for me. Cum! Cum, Cara! A-ahh, cum! Please... ooohh please, g-god... cum!"

Soon he was practically repeating that word with every bounce of the mouse astride his cock, and though he was growling it at quite a volume Kemper could barely hear himself over the sheer volume of Cara's own lustful shrieks. By then, the park was all but absent from his mind. Their location was irrelevant. The cool wood of the bench beneath him and the wintery breeze sweeping around his legs might as well have not been present at all for all the attention Kemper paid them. All that mattered, all that existed in that moment was Cara. Her wide eyes, her open, gasping, squealing muzzle, and her hot, soaking wet pussy milking him as it clutched and slipped helplessly up and down the length of his straining shaft.

In his jacket pocket, Kemper felt his phone buzz as an alarm went off signalling that it was time for his little break to end. Close by, in the pocket of her pant-suit's trousers, another alarm went off just seconds later from Cara's own phone. The two friends, the two lovers wailed in desperation, clutched at one another all the more tightly, and begged in unison at the top of their lungs.

"Don't stop! Please, d-don't... don't stop!!"

Thirty seconds later or so, alarms still chiming and buzzing, muzzles still squeaking and yowling in rapturous lust, they finally achieved what they had been so hurriedly racing towards. Kemper howled as he launched his cum deep inside of Cara, and the mouse shuddered, writhed and wailed at the top of her lungs as she felt the cat's hot cum pour into her, only to unleash a torrent of her own orgasmic juices over his crotch and thighs just a moment or two later. They came long and hard, and they didn't stop rocking against one another, didn't draw back from their frantic, intimate reverie until every last drop of pleasure had been squeezed and milked and squirted forth from each of their trembling bodies. They moaned to one another. Them whimpered and gasped their lover's name in breathless rapture. They clung together, they kissed deeply in the last remnants of their shared orgasmic elation.

And then...

"Oh, shit..."

Cara moaned as she leaned over and pulled her phone from her pocket, glancing down at the screen and the time glowing upon it.

"Oh fuck. We're so late."

Kemper groaned as he looked at it too, and the two of them sprang apart not through any desire to end their intimacy with even the slightest haste, but knowing all too well what hell would await them if their upcoming obligations were delayed even more than was already going to be the case. Clothes were thrown hurriedly back on with no attention whatsoever paid to anyone who might have noticed the two of them hopping around next to the bench, re-fastening belts and trying to fit weakened, trembling legs through pant-leg holes with any degree of speed and accuracy.

They embraced one last time when their clothes were on, and kissed deeply.

"S-same time tomorrow?"

Cara whimpered hopefully, beaming as Kemper nodded urgently.

"God yes. I... I'll even try to be early if I can."

They parted, still looking at one another as they backed away, knowing that they would both have to run in order to get where they needed to be but not wanting to let their friend out of their sights quite yet.

"Early enough to eat me out before we fuck?"

Cara cried out over the distance now separating them, giggling as Kemper stumbled slightly, his head spinning for a moment as he fantasised about what she was proposing. He caught himself however, and twisted himself around on the spot to face the correct direction just in time to see a jogger approaching with a dog on a leash running by her side.

Glancing back at Cara one last time, he nodded eagerly and called back.

"God yes!"

Then they were both running, both setting aside their little break and forcing their minds to return to the real world and their obligations within it... while simultaneously blushing as they raced off in separate directions, and already beginning to daydream about tomorrow. About the best twenty-five minutes of their tightly scheduled day, and about the exceptionally fun friend with whom they got to spend it.

By Jeeves

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