MiSeContest
It was the witching hour, nothing so crude as midnight of course. Anyone can be a witch at midnight under a full moon. It was past 3 am and he had been awoken by a hand on his shoulder, shaking him urgently. His eyes opened to an unfamiliar ceiling and the usual questions of "Who am I?" "Where am I?" "Am I wearing clothes?" filled his head and were promptly banished. A finger pressed against his lips and words were whispered into his ear barely above the threshold of hearing, the voice one of a distant memory his sleep addled brain could not yet recollect.
"I want to tell you a secret."
Her bright green cat eyes were shining in the darkness as they stared down into his eyes. The finger that was pressed against his lips slowly pulled away, disappearing in the night. All that was left were those two green eyes staring at him.
"There is a world you have never seen, one that you cannot begin to imagine. It is full of wonders, beautiful and terrible." Those cat eyes move close to him. His eyes began focusing to the night; soon her face was now recognizable. A black cat's face to go with those cat eyes. It seemed familiar, yet it was strange to him.
"Wha-" Her finger returns to his lips as he speaks. "Hush.... Do not talk, love. Just listen. It may not be time yet, but when it is right, you will be here. You may not understand, but I am yours. Your lover and mate, even through these hard times I will always be with you. This is your real world, this is where you belong, with me."
He did not understand what she said to him. She was his lover, always his, his mate? Something about those words were familiar to him. He thought hard, trying to figure out why she was so familiar. His eyes moved off of her glowing green ones, looking over her body.
She was naked, but instead of embarrassment, it seemed right. He followed her naked human-like body covered in the dark fur with his eyes. They traveled over her breasts, well fit figure, and hips until he realized another thing. She was straddling him, and he was naked too.
His pink flesh contrasted with her black fur as he stared down at her hips. Without speaking, as if it were instinct, his hands grabbed onto her hips. Her paws settled down onto his hands and she spoke quickly, as if frightened, "N-no... not yet, you aren't ready yet..." He ignored her, only able to do one thing.
She gasped as she felt it, trying to resist, but she obviously wanted it. His hands pressed down hard on her hips as he bucked upwards. She moved her hips back and forth, grinding with him before speaking, "This isn't right..." He moved his hands up her back and pulled her down close to him. Her bright green eyes were right in front of his face, staring into his eyes.
He kissed her passionately, filling her mouth with his tongue. All of her resistance was gone now, and she purred into the kiss. The feeling of her tongue vibrating against his was wonderful as he explored her mouth.
He rolled her over, so that he was on top of her. His hands squeeze her firm ass while he starts to relentlessly thrust into her. Each thrust was hard and quick, causing her body to shake with them. She moaned into his mouth in pleasure. Soon he had to pull his head away, out of the kiss. He took in deep haggard breaths with each thrust, letting out a loud groan. She took in many quick breaths and gasps of air in between her loud moans with each thrust.
Her legs and arms wrapped tight around his body, pulling him as close to her as she possibly could. Her hips move in rhythm to his thrusts. She starts to arch her back, raising herself closer to him and leaning her head backwards. She lets out a loud moan, clenching him tight to her.
He could feel her walls tighten around him, his shaft was now covered in her hot juices. It was too much to be able to resist any longer. With a loud gasp and a hard thrust, he pushes deep into her. His seed fills her and he gives her a few more thrusts, trying to get all he could inside of her.
A great relief comes over his body, and they both collapse at the same time. He remained lying on top of her, both of them panting for air. She slowly started to purr and licked at his fur, "Thank you, my love..." He smiled up at her with his eyes already starting to shut. He kisses her, then rests his head on her breasts. Her paws run through his hair, both of them feeling a complete bliss.
She gives him a choked up whisper in his ear as his eyes close shut. Her warm body and soft fur combined with the pleasant purring were enough to put him to sleep.
His eyes opened to a familiar ceiling and the usual questions of "Who is she?" "Where was I?" "Am I wearing clothes?" filled his head and were promptly banished. All he could remember were words whispered into his ear barely above the threshold of hearing, the voice one of a distant memory his sleep addled brain could not yet recollect.
"Please... don't leave me this time..."