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Sometimes inviting someone over for movies and chilling was exactly what it sounded like and nothing secretly saucy. Though the two cats had certainly shifted a little closer over the course of that spooky movie. There were no more jokes coming out of their mouths as the tension built, a whole string section following that lone camper as she ever so slowly approached the rotten old door to that crumbling cabin in the woods. Ruth could mouth advice to that hapless teenager all she liked, but it didn't matter. She couldn't hear her. All she could do was snuggle up close to the leopardess beside her, nestling in against that soft body as she squirmed in her seat, biting her lip so hard it was starting to hurt. Mahiri held her right back, and they hardly noticed how much they were digging their claws into each other. The door slowly creaked open, the beam of a flashlight cutting through the darkness to reveal -

Nothing.

And that was worse, of course. The music fell to silence. The leopard's home was completely still but for the faint rattle of the refrigerator. Neither of them breathed much. They wrapped their arms around each other until it wasn't clear where the cougar ended and the leopard began, cheek to cheek while their cat eyes remained wide and fixated on the screen, totally unblinking. The camera slowly panned across the empty cabin while the on-screen heroine breathed slowly, deeply, her face a mask of horror and anticipation. Both of them knew they were seconds away from getting scared right out of their fur. Ruth had to admit she glanced at the remote, tempted by the prospect of just hitting pause so she could catch her breath. But she held fast, sheltered by the bigger cat, making a pillow of Mahiri's bust without even really noticing how intimate their embrace had become. The camera gave an extra close-up shot of the vixen protagonist as she waited, waited, her jaw clenched, her eyes bloodshot after all the horrors she had witnessed. They both knew that was the real moment, the scare after the fakeout, but knowing it was coming just made the anticipation all the worse. It was taking so long, or maybe it just felt that way.

They hadn't exhaled in a while, but it all came puffing out at once when everything went dark. It wasn't the movie itself cutting to a black screen. Everything was out. The TV was off, and so were all other electronics. A sudden stillness fell over them like a wave, jolting them in place as the night became suddenly so much emptier. There were no streetlights either, leaving the both of them relying entirely on their cat eyes, glimmering green and grey-blue in the dark as they glanced at each other in confusion. Felines like them could see fine even in total darkness of course, and it wasn't even pitch black. The glow of the moon shone through one of the nearby windows, providing plenty of illumination for Mahiri to stand up and start shuffling around her blackened living room, poking at various devices to see if she could get a response.

"Hm. Nope! Looks like we're going to have to wait."

"So spooky!" Ruth exclaimed, wiggling in her seat. "Should we get some candles or something?"

"It might be back on in a few minutes - but you're totally right. Let's get the candles!"

Mahiri moved swiftly to the kitchen as if she'd been waiting for an opportunity just like this one. Maybe she was being a little too eager, but Ruth was happy to go right along with it. She was even purring a little, matching Mahiri's own excited rumbling as she rustled through some drawers and came up with exactly what she needed. It didn't take her long. Soon, she was decorating around the kitchen and living room alike various sizes and shapes of candles, and handed some to the cougar too for her to place wherever she liked. She didn't expect their evening to transform into a bit of pitch-black interior decoration, but she was certainly content to spread them around, inhaling a mix of fragrant aromas both fruity-sweet and richly herbal as they set the place up for maximum illumination. Though even once they were satisfied and Mahiri came around with the lighter, sparking two dozen wicks or more, the place remained rather dim. Now there were just spooky, dancing shadows everywhere, stretching off in elaborate, flickering patterns from each piece of furniture, filling the leopard's home with the exotic mix of scents so thick they could almost taste them. It was maybe a little overwhelming, but Ruth was content to drink it all in and bathe in the autumnal atmosphere of it all. It was so quiet.

A candlelit leopard was of course irresistible. It was hard to even say who pounced who first. They were both speeding at each other in a race to the couch, colliding in mid-air with a collective "OOF" that hardly knocked the enthusiasm out of them. They rolled around and playfully tussled in their pajamas, rumbling away. Mahiri was giving those deep rumbles that were almost like growls, but they were anything but aggressive. Instead they were just satisfyingly stimulating as they pressed their bodies together, getting extra close while they rolled about and figured out who got to be top cuddler. The leopard was the bigger of the two, but she wasn't exactly being forceful about it. She was content to snug and smush and rumble away as they waited for the power to return, the candlelight flickering over their extra-comfy pajama-clad bodies as they smooshed up close. Eventually they couldn't help a little smooching. It started as a little peck on the cheek from Ruth, one that Mahiri quickly returned in earnest. A few more of those and they worked their way to each other's lips. At first it just a touch, but they dove right into it as the minutes rolled by. It didn't seem like the power was coming back anytime soon. They might as well enjoy themselves in the meantime.

A little lick made Ruth open her mouth, and soon they pressed those tingly textures against each other. Mahiri was on top of her like a vibrating blanket, squishing those truly impressive breasts against the cougar's own as those purrs remained a constant, projected right down her throat. And that felt good. Almost too good. A little moan escaped her as she suckled the leopard's tongue, muffled in Mahiri's mouth while they clung to each other, squeezing, grasping, groping whatever they wished. That meant Ruth was taking two handfuls of the leopard's butt while they made out together, getting wet and sloppy with things as they indulged in the taste of one another. Her squirming was such that Mahiri eventually let up, maybe thinking in error that she was bothering the cougar by being too intimate. That wasn't it at all, but Ruth was far too busy huffing and wriggling with delight as that kiss came to a popping close to properly explain herself. Instead, she just licked the leopard on the cheek and made sure her mouth stayed full of that divinely warm flavour. It was like every spot had its own taste.

She was left licking her lips as Mahiri tugged her along, being just a little more insistent than usual. The leopard tended to be so calm, so chill to be around, but something had got into her that particular evening. Maybe it was the excitement of the unexpected change of events. Or maybe she was just in a mood. Either way, she hauled Ruth up into her lap, promptly locking her into a tight embrace from behind. That squishing squeeze was enough to briefly take the cougar's breath away, but she didn't mind one bit. She wiggled back against the leopard's chest and tipped her head towards the ceiling to relax on Mahiri's shoulder. That earned her a gentle ear-chewing for a while, the both of them content to hold that position, soaking in the scents of candles and each other alike, warm and together, intimate but not going any further than that. Mahiri had fully intended to invite Ruth over for nothing more than a fun night of horror movies and cuddling. She had no ulterior motives. But sitting there in the dark, watching the dancing shadows turn her simple home into a place of intrigue and mystery, she was filled with a potent force of ambition that she just couldn't push back down. Once the idea struck, she knew she had to do it. Despite her urgency, she spoke in a soft whisper, projecting those words directly into one of Ruth's ears.

"Wanna try something?"

Ruth perked her ears up, and her heart went all a-flutter for a moment. Whispered in the dark, those words were filled with implications. Not that they made her any less enthusiastic.

"Probably! What kind of something?"

Mahiri slowly straightened back up, letting the cougar slowly flop down in her lap until Ruth almost thudded to the floor.

"Well. I don't think we're going to get to finish that movie. And it's so close to Halloween. It'd be a shame not to at least do something scary, right?"

"Hmm." Ruth tapped her chin and sagely nodded. "You're very right. But what should we do?"

"Okay, don't laugh but ..." Mahiri shifted her eyes towards a shelf in her living room. "I was thinking we could break out the spirit board. Maybe see if we get anything! You know. Just for fun."

Her voice took on a sly, conspiratorial tone as she said those words. If Ruth was a more suspicious cat she might have said that it sounded like Mahiri knew more than she was letting on, but she didn't bother asking questions. Instead, she just nodded so vigorously she disturbed the flames of some of the nearest candles.

"Yeah! Why not! It's like the perfect night for it. Look at the size of the moon!" As a thought struck her, she grinned softly. "Do you think there's like ... special energy so close to Halloween?"

Mahiri giggled. "I hope so! Maybe we'll get to chat to a spooky demon!"

"And invite them for cuddles!"

"Absolutely."

The two cats were all smiles and excited laughter as Mahiri moved to the stack of board games and found the board. Hers wasn't exactly in good shape, Ruth noticed. When she laid it out on the kitchen table, the candles illuminated some deep gouges and scratches across the surface, enough to make some of the letters hard to read. The marks looked like they might have been made by a knife - or maybe some claws. Maybe it just came packaged like that to be extra creepy. Pre-scratched spirit boards, kind of like pre-ripped jeans. She wiggled her way into one of the chairs and Mahiri soon settled herself on the opposite side, leaving the dinged-up board sitting there between them, a circle of candles surrounding those felines as the leopard reached out her hands. For some reason, for just the slightest moment, Ruth found herself hesitant to take them. She quickly got over that though, pushing away the little tightness in her chest to clasp Mahiri's hands and let them guide her to the planchette. It felt strangely warm for something that had been sitting on a shelf for however long it was. Maybe that was just the spotty kitty's toasty paws heating things up.

"Okay ... um. I think we're supposed to ask it questions."

"It?" Ruth widened her eyes. "You mean the board, right?"

"Yeah. Or ... whatever the board's connected to."

"Oooo ..."

It was all pretty silly, but Ruth nonetheless felt a shudder running down her spine at that moment. She nibbled on her lip as she thought of a proper question.

"So, maybe something like ... is there anyone out there?"

Mahiri swiftly nodded. "Yeah! Except - say it with your chest."

"Okay!" Ruth straightened up in her seat as best she could and puffed her bust right out. "Is there ... anyone out there?"

They waited. She felt her hands quivering a little. Or were those Mahiri's? She did her very best to hold still, to resist the urge to just dart to the nearest letter and relax all that tension in her arms. But that would have ruined it. She wanted to do this thing right. The air felt a little thicker, as if the combined scents of all those candles had clouded out everything else, making her breaths come a little shorter and shallower. Or maybe she was just getting nervous. In the dark like that, every shadow looked like something watching them. Was that a pair of eyes flicking on the wall or just the reflection of the flames? The energy just felt different after that one simple question, but they weren't getting anything, not yet. Mahiri tried again, in her biggest, most confident voice.

"Can you hear us?"

"Aaaa!"

Ruth didn't mean to scream like that. She just swore she felt something. It wasn't coming from the board itself. No, it was just a tingle, a strange wave of warmth that brushed over her as if someone had just exhaled in her face. Mahiri looked up with surprise, her green eyes twinkling in the candlelight, and offered Ruth a gentle smile.

"If this is getting too scary for you, we can stop."

"No!" came Ruth's firm defiance. "It's just ... I think I felt something. Just for a second there. Is it ... warm in here for you?"

Mahiri shook her head. "Feels fine to me."

"Hm. Anyway. It's gone now."

They both turned their attention back to the board, waiting for something, anything. Aside from the slight motions of their hands, that little plank wasn't going anywhere. They sat in silence for nearly a minute before the leopard finally shrugged.

"Maybe this was silly ..."

"Wait wait!" Ruth perked her ears straight up. "I feel like I hear ... if I listen really hard ..."

She wasn't sure what she heard. But there was something in her ears, something just beneath her perception that spoke to her. It was like the softest whisper inside her head itself, causing a strange sensation as if there was an itching in her brain. Rather than try to shake it off, she followed it, dove deeply into it, closing her eyes and letting it guide her. She was hardly even sure what she was doing with her hands anymore, but Mahiri followed right along with the cougar's motions, sounding out each letter as they stopped on it.

"I - S - E - E - Y - O - U ..."

They let that revelation hang in the air for a moment. When Ruth opened her eyes, she saw instead of Mahiri's usual smile, a more concerned, tight-lipped leopard. Though after a few more seconds of consideration she broke into a grin.

"You did that. Right?"

"Noooo ..." Ruth softly said, sounding almost as if she was singing a sad tune.

The feeling wouldn't go away. Another wave of warmth came over her, making her feel all sorts of flustered, blazing in her cheeks. Yet the leopard remained unaffected. She held her hands atop the cougar's own and waited, the both of them holding near perfectly still for most of a minute before the spotty cat finally spoke again.

"Should we ... ask something else?"

Ruth nodded extra-slowly, almost biting right into her tongue for how tightly she was clenching her jaw. Still, she managed to squeak out another question, if not quite so loudly as before.

"Who are you?"

They waited. This time, it was Mahiri who moved first, tugging Ruth along for the ride. The leopard looked down at her own hands in disbelief.

"You ... you feel that right? There's just something pulling on me ..."

Back and forth went that planchette, scraping along the scratched board to spell out a single word.

"S - H - E ..." Mahiri murmured. "Is that it?"

"I wonder who she is ..." Ruth whispered, her shoulders raised up right along with all the fur on the back of her neck. She could have sworn the room was getting darker. Were some of the candles out? The faint scent of smoke said probably, but she didn't take her eyes off the board for an instant to check. "Let's keep going ..."

Neither of them breathed much while they considered what to ask next. They looked to each other in silence, their eyes wide, their bodies tensed right up, spines arched in that feline way. If Mahiri was acting, she was doing an excellent job. Finally, the leopard deeply inhaled, braced herself, and spoke slowly and firmly.

"What do you want?"

As soon as the words were out of her mouth, she leapt back with a shriek. Ruth screamed right with her as the board seized control of itself, wrenching that marker out of their hands to move all on its own. They both watched in agape horror as it sped along the board, from one letter to the next, another candle dousing itself to smoky darkness for each one it spelled out. Mahiri didn't bother to speak the results this time. They could read them just fine.

F - L - E - S - H

Before they could get a chance to respond to that, the candles all went out at once. Ruth threw her hands up in front of her face, closing her eyes as if she expected something to strike right that very moment. She didn't open them for a while. Instead, she listened. The house creaked in the wind. The fridge was still as noisy as ever. And slowly, ever so slowly, there rose the sound of another voice, distantly at first, closing in and closing in and closing ... creeping through the darkness until they could feel its presence. It giggled to them, a shudder of invisible laughter that bounced from wall to wall, sounding as if it was in half a dozen places at once. The warmth returned, clinging to Ruth's fur, to her skin, marking her with the presence of something dark, something wicked, and the longer she basked in its undeniable presence, the more convinced she was that they were dealing with something truly evil. The fear in her chest was enough to make her eyelids flutter, but she fought down every urge to open them and peer around at what they'd inadvertently summoned, no matter how close it felt. Even when she heard it walking through the kitchen towards them. Even when its shaky giggles escalated into an outburst of manic, cackling laughter.

That awful sound was over as soon as it began, fading into echo and then gone as if it had all been nothing more than a terrible waking dream. Ruth kept her eyes squinted shut as the silence fell once more, the overwhelming stillness making her feel as if she was all alone. Reaching her hands slowly across the table, she couldn't find Mahiri's own. Eventually she knew she had to do it. She had to open her eyes and check to make sure the leopard was still there. One at a time she went, glimpsing the frozen cat across from her, though it hardly came as a relief. Mahiri was sitting there like a statue, her eyes wide and fixated on something directly behind Ruth. She didn't blink, she didn't move, but for a slight shiver of what looked like utter terror. The longer the cougar watched the leopard, the more aware she became of that humid warmth directly behind her. Something was breathing on her neck.

The room wasn't as dark anymore. It was bathed in red, the source of that sinister light standing directly behind the cougar. She couldn't stand it. She couldn't just sit there and wait to be mauled, or whatever it might be. Ever so slowly reaching her hand up, she made as if to grab at whoever, whatever it was standing there, just lurking, paralyzing them both with fear. Soon, it clasped her by the wrist, holding tight while it slowly drew a long, forked tongue along the surface of her palm with an audible schliiiick. One lick, and Ruth's whole hand was soaked, saliva squishing between her fingers, dripping down her arm. It was hot. Intensely so, leaving her whole body heated by the presence of the thing of the creature that was almost definitely supernatural. In the bad way. Unless it was somehow, some way just an elaborate prank on Mahiri's part. When she saw the leopard's frozen expression twitching into a barely-concealed smile, she did have to wonder.

"M-Mahiri? What ... what's behind me?"

The voice that answered was one simultaneously booming and shrieking, a legion all shouting in her ear at once.

"I AM."

And then she was trapped, locked into the embrace of two powerful arms as they wrapped around her chest and hauled her into the air. She was left with her legs kicking wildly, knocking her chair over as she screamed herself raw in the unlit home. Mahiri leapt up, but not to rescue her. Instead she just waved her hands at the unseen being as if flagging down a bus.

"Okay! Okay stop, Shirazi! We got her! Be nice!"

The creature didn't put Ruth down, clutching her close to a soft bosom, licking her on the cheek before answering with a little huff. She sounded a little more like an actual person this time.

"I am nice."

Ruth was incredibly disoriented, just dangling there, feet not touching the floor, confused and still a bit terrified. Finally, she squinted at the leopardess.

"Um. Mahiri. Who is holding me?" she flatly asked.

"Meeeeeeeee ..." came the creature's response, gurgled out in a choked, ghostly voice.

"Ummmmmm." Mahiri shuffled her feet as she stood there, looking a little guilty. "So. That's Shirazi."

"YES," shouted Shirazi.

"And - don't freak out she's nice I promise but - she's kind of a demon."

"Yessssssssss," the demon wetly hissed.

"Oh."

Ruth didn't have anything more to say about that for a good while. She considered, letting a sudden impulsive thought strike her. No, she shouldn't. It was an entirely silly thing to say out loud in that moment. But the more she thought about it, the more she absolutely had to do it.

"Does she ... like cuddles?"

Mahiri's eyes lit up, and Ruth could feel the demon shuddering, pulling her closer, squishing her against her soft body. For a supposed creature of hell she was delightfully fluffy. Warm too, in that cozy way, her silky fur all plush and thick as she squeezed the cougar tightly.

"YES," Shirazi screamed, then dropped to a lower, more commanding voice. "We are going to cuddle. Right now."

Off they went, with Shirazi effortlessly carrying Ruth like a football. Mahiri followed closely behind, and soon the cougar found herself getting spiked into the couch by a demon-suplex, knocking her all off balance for just long enough to let the creature pounce atop her. Only then did she get a proper look at their guest for the evening. The demoness was all silver and striped, a shiny-furred hyena with blazing red demonic eyes. Her savage grin was like a nest of razors, interlocked and gleaming, dripping just as touch on her face as she drooled with excitement. Her whole figure was thick and curvy, pillowy soft in all the right places, plush and perfect for an extended snuggle. Though the thing she appreciated most was that even a wicked beast like her brought her jammies too. They were black and with pretty little purple pentagrams.

Soon Mahiri joined the fray, piling on right along with the demon until Ruth was feeling a little squished beneath them both. That didn't last long before they both hauled her up and placed her in a hug-wich directly between the both of them. That meant she was pretty much fully immersed in big soft boobs, but she didn't complain. She just purred there in Shirazi's fluffy cleavage. Even in her pajamas, the hyena had to show some bare tit, and that was fine with Ruth. She huffed and snurfed and nuzzled back and forth into that fluffy silver fur. She wasn't sure what Shirazi smelled like exactly, just that every single breath she took was one of absolute pleasure, her scalp feeling all tingly the longer she inhaled of pure demon scent. It was almost too carnal for a cuddle session, but maybe that was to be expected when she was dealing with a demoness.

She had so many questions. Like. Wait a minute. Demons were a real thing and also Mahiri was friends with one because apparently that was a thing that was possible and oh god what did that imply about the world and the universe they lived in? Her thoughts were a mile a minute but they all melted down into soothed, relaxed contentment when they started licking and smooching. The demon's tongue was much fancier than the leopard's, but Mahiri gave some tingly caresses of her own while Shirazi lashed and slathered that slurper over one whole half of Ruth's face. The cougar was left dripping with hot hyena drool, but it felt so strangely nice clinging to her fur like that. She purred and wiggled and soaked in all the affection from friends familiar and new alike. As much as she still got some sort of strange sensation around Shirazi, some instinctual part of her body going wild and warning her of some sort of mortal danger. But as fangy as the hyena was, she wasn't doing anything particularly threatening. Other than existing, anyway.

The flicker of something just out the window turned out to be the neighbors getting their power back, the lights all coming on at once. And it was the same with the other side, and across the street too. In fact, it seemed like the entire block was getting their power back at once, except for Mahiri's house. It remained dark as ever, illuminated by nothing more than the demon's eyes as they snuggled in the shadows, hidden away from the world. Maybe Shirazi was responsible for it in the first place, or maybe it was just a coincidence. She was content to stay that way if it meant she got to enjoy all the other sensations more. Wet, warm, and oh so fluffy, she was absolutely immersed in Shirazi's neckfur as she leaned in close, giving a few kisses of her own. She even chanced a nibble or two, feeling the snickers rolling out of that big cushy demon. All she wanted to do was squeeze that big squishy hyena, though of course Mahiri got plenty of attention too, as much as she could spare back and forth between the two wonderful cuddlers, spreading her rumbles to them both in equal measure.

After that good squish and hug session, it was time for proper kisses. The cat and hyena worked in such coordinated unison. First, Ruth found herself lips to lips with Mahiri, smooching just as deeply as before, slipping some tongue and getting it right back. A slobbery little duel ensued as they sucked and smacked, smooshing together closely as hug turned to squeeze, squishing boobs to boobs until their rumbling chests were pressed right close together. That lasted for a full minute, breathless, messy, but merely a warmup for what was to come. Shirazi made greedy grabby hands at Ruth when she couldn't wait any longer, and Ruth got one glimpse at that broadly grinning face and those terrifying teeth coming right for her before she found herself completely locked up tight in that thick, drool-laden demon kiss. That tongue seemed to outright attack her, moving as if it was itself alive and thinking, wiggling its forked tip between her lips and teeth and pushing further until Ruth really had no choice but to swallow it. That might have been choking normally, but it felt nothing but good, sinfully so, leaving her lightly moaning as she got her throat licked from the inside, her whole muzzle inside the demon's mouth, getting sucked on, richly hot breath puffing in her face. It smelled sweet.

Such an intimate moment was enough to make her eyes roll back for a few seconds, her mind going blank just to enjoy the sensations of making out with an actual living hellspawn. They weren't even doing anything particularly lewd, and the pleasure was intense enough already. She'd lost track of time when Shirazi finally let her free, pulling back with a splatter of demon spit that splashed upon Ruth's face to glisten with the reflection of the hyena's glowing eyes. And something else, too. There was some green to go with the red. She slowly turned her head back to look at Mahiri, and found the leopardess' appearance just slightly different than before. It wasn't anything drastic. She hadn't transformed into something wicked behind Ruth's back. There was just a little extra gleam in her eyes, a glow beyond the usual, shining bright and green to go with her gentle smile. Even when there were no clear indications of Mahiri's true nature, someone the puma just knew, from the energy coming from that snuggly cat alone.

"Mahiri! You too?"

"Yeah ... " The leopard responded with a little bit of guilt in her voice. "Just recently actually."

Ruth could only gasp.

"That is SO COOL. You should have told me!"

"I don't really count! It's just a little corruption is all."

Shirazi burst into a cackle so loud and sudden it left Ruth's ears ringing. Then she bellowed something.

"But it's the goooood corruption ... so sweet and shapeless you shall be under the darkest sun ... forever untold in the deliverance of the cursed ones ... fresh flesh we take and bend until it breaks ... "

Ruth glanced at Shirazi, then back at Mahiri.

"What's she mean?"

The leopardess shrugged.

"I dunno."

They left Shirazi rambling a while, her words eventually devolving into incoherent muttering, her eyes distant. When she snapped back to reality, it was all at once, twitching all over before pouncing without even leaning back to prepare first. Demons didn't need to obey the laws of momentum. She collided with Ruth and knocked her flatly on top of the leopard, who also flopped over on her back. Together they all went tumbling off the couch and onto the floor, ending up in a heap of limbs and pajamas, pinned and smothered beneath the big hyena both. Ruth ended up very much squished into a sandwich of soft friends, laying atop the leopardess with Mahiri's juicy bust for a pillow while Shirazi blanketed herself across the both of them. The cougar found herself immersed in that sweet scent yet again. She sniffed it from Shirazi's fur, letting every moment be an indulgence as she huffed her fluffy new hyena friend and got completely immersed in the embrace of two delightful cuddlers right there in the middle of the darkened living room.

It was then that the power decided to come back on, or maybe Shirazi had just allowed it to. Either way, the room was filled with light once more, and the movie picked right back up from where it had left off. They had been a second away from the big jump scare. Ruth couldn't quite turn her head to see it, but she heard a classic horror movie heroine scream, following by some sort of gruesome SPLURCH. Shirazi seemed to get a little excited when she heard it. Her whole body jolted in response, and then she was wiggling and giggling atop the pile. That eventually became something more suggestive when she started moving her hips back and forth against the two beneath her, idly thrusting, even humping at Ruth while she remained helplessly pinned beneath all that fluff and weight. The amorous grinding wasn't exactly cuddling anymore, but aside from some intense blushing, Ruth didn't really mind. Still, Mahiri gave a little reacharound pat on the hyena's booty and gently admonished her.

"Shirazi. You just met her."

"I like her," the hyena fussed. "I wanna keep her."

"Only if she wants you to! You gotta behave!"

"Wait hang on," Ruth interjected. "Maybe that sounds good actually."

That provoked a great satisfied grin from the hyena, and earned her another smooch. This one wasn't nearly as wild as the first, just a peck on the lips followed by a few little nibbles and gnaws around her chin and neck. Shirazi had such sharp, scary teeth, but she was gentle with them. Mahiri soon joined in, purring away the whole time, playing her own fangs along Ruth's shoulders and the back of her neck. The tiniest of chomps came accompanied by the leopard's talented fingers pressing into her shoulders. Snuggles and a free massage from an expert? Now they were just spoiling her. She couldn't help but groan out loud as those magic kitty fingers seemed to utterly eradicate any tension she might have had in her shoulders - including the slight strain that came from getting all tense during the summoning process. Shirazi started pushing them both around again when she saw what Mahiri was up to, and Ruth just flopped along under her guidance until she found herself lying on her face, all sprawled out on Mahiri's living room carpet. The sound of the still-playing movie's gruesome climax was mostly drowned out by Shirazi's giggling.

Clearly the hyena didn't want to be left out, even if she didn't know what she was doing when it came to massage. Maybe it was just an excuse to do some groping. Mahiri was all professional about it, leaning her weight into kneading at the cougar's shoulders and neck until Ruth felt like she was made of dough, soft and malleable under the leopard's perfect touches. Shirazi meanwhile just took some handfuls of whatever she wanted, working down the puma's back, grabbing her butt, then getting down to her thighs to squeeze them plenty. She seemed to settle a little once she got to those bare kitty paws, clutching at Ruth's toes and giving them a little tug. She played her thumbs along the pads and squished the claws out of their hiding place, then set to kneading more carefully along the underside. There was some sort of strange power, some energy coming off of her, ensuring that her touches were extra tingly, even if they were undisciplined. Mahiri's were still better though, working deep while Ruth moaned away, leaving her feeling so deeply, thoroughly relaxed that she couldn't even move her arms anymore. And then just kept working, mercilessly soothing her, making her close her eyes while she soaked it all in.

They eventually met in the middle, with Mahiri compressing her way along her back, reaching her hips as Shirazi squeezed her way up the cougar's thighs. The spot just above the base of her tail was absolutely devilishly sensitive, making Ruth wiggle and huff as Mahiri kneaded there with two fingers pressed tightly together. Shirazi was groping her butt again, but the squish of her paws just added to the pleasure, even kneading out some tension. There were muscles there too after all. They worked until her whole body felt like liquid, like she might simply melt and trickle away across the floor, her eyes softly shut and her moans turning into sleepy little murmurs. As much as she wanted to tell them how much she appreciated the attention with all the proper words, her purrs were going to have to do the talking for her. They persisted even into unconsciousness, as her bliss-scrambled thoughts got all tripped up and strange, blending into dreams without her even noticing. She snoozed there on the floor, stretched out and happy, floating away on a happy cloud thanks to all the touches and closeness of her friends.

"I think we killed her," Shirazi softly snickered.

"Shhh. Let her rest," Mahiri urged in her quietest of voices.

"I wanna watch her sleep."

"Of course you do," Mahiri nodded with a broad, feline yawn. "You can watch me too."

It was a strange statement, certainly, but not one Ruth was in any state to respond to. Mahiri didn't see any problem with that. She simply crawled over and laid her head in the hyena's lap, soon finding herself in a soft demon-hug that was perfect for falling asleep. Shirazi meanwhile remained wide-awake, but seemingly dormant as the night rolled on. The movie ended. The home was quiet but for the faint electric buzzing as the lights flickered and then went out once more. The two cats slumbered in the middle of the room, all stretched out and feeling good, while the demoness watched over them with an odd sort of fascination. She stared at their sleeping forms with the utmost of admiration, looming and grinning as she softly snored or murmured their way through the most pleasant of dreams. It would have looked plenty creepy to anyone who walked in right then. A demon watching you sleep was supposed to be some sort of nightmare. But together, the two of them, under her watchful care, all night long, they couldn't have been safer.