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With a faint thud, her furred shoulders hit the bookshelf. A pale screen of dust covering her for a moment before clearing to show her freshly-exposed breasts. Each furry orbs covered in the same soft, golden fur. The tight, black tank-top that had originally covered them now bunched beneath in a tangle of fabric.

Whimpering now, she was pressing to him, silently begging to be taken right there in the silence of the library. Her hips pleading with him to give in and allow the tantalizing sight of her bare beasts to dirty his thoughts further. Her hands stroking over his chest and tugging his hips urging for him to return the favor.

Everything about her screamed out her lust, her want, her willingness to be slammed back against the ridged shelf of books. He couldn't resist such an offer, and roughly he tugged those pleading hips hard against his own. A faint pathetic whimper leaving her lips as he began to grind to her; the solid bulge in his jeans so teasing to the needy puppy as she whined... And whimpered... And pleaded for him. Her lips trembling slightly as she parted them to speak, to voice her before silent begging-

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"Paul? Ruegey? Are you okay?" Blinking, Paul looked over at his re-dressed counterpart. A before heaving, nude chest now once more covered in her tight top. The flushing of her golden furred cheeks was gone. Her hips were no longer pressed to his needily. Arms that had surronded his body to pull him in closer now clutched a stack of books instead.

With a faint grumble of disappointment, he nodded to her query. "Yeah, I'm okay. Just fine" His eyes darting down over her body again, wantingly eyeing the center of his day dream.

While he absently stared at her, Franki now studied him in return; a plush, white-golden tail swaying behind her. An amused smirk on her lips as she caught the light of desire in his eyes. Amusement crossing her face as she considered scolding him for such thoughts in such a sophisticated place as the research library they were visiting. A similiar flicker starting in her own green hues with the knowledge of his urge for her.

A spark lighted in her mind that bloomed quickly into a scorching wall of flame in her conscious that forced her forward now with no way to backtrack. Her eyes glinting with mischief so bright it was as if the fire was escaping, nourished by the crudeness of such arousal in a public place. Her body soon shifting with the fire within her, grabbing his attention with the slightest swing of her hips; his eyes watching her motions like a cat tracking a string held just out of reach. Paul's voice silent as he fell into the trap of desire laid out for him by the devious pup. Those green eyes glowing with the hope of triumph as slender, furred fingers slide down her sides; the movement drawing his eyes down, down to the curve of her hips and to the hem of her shirt.

Faintly, the human mumbled under his breath while realization of what she was doing to him landed on his thoughts like a brick dropped off a building. His sight zeroing in, against his will, to those sliding, gliding fingers that had dipped down to scoop up the bottom of her top. The black fabric a sharp contrast to her tawny fingers; teasing him even now with the promise of its removal.

The very tips of her fingers were now tugging and easing the fabric up; ever so slowly exposing the subtle curvature of her hips. The downy white of her stomach seeming tto gleam in the sharp lights of the library as it was exposed. The black of the fabric suddenly stopping just under her breasts. Creamy golden paws moving instead to her shoulder straps, easing then down off the gentle slope of her shoulder. The dark fabric shifting and slipping down over the tops of her heavy, round breast. The top of her shift finally meeting the rest just below her bosum; the full exposure of her upper half finally ending the trance Paul had seemingly fallen under.

Even with this sudden consciousness, desire clouded his mind and his judgement. His lips curled into a devilish smirk and his hands shot out to grab her sides; one strong tug pulling her in close enough to feel the heat radiating off from her body. Head tipping swifting down, he covered the top of her furry orbs with light, darting kisses. The fleeting touches from his lips drawing a coo from the captured canine. All the while, her tail behind her picked up to a frantic pace of rapid waggling. The tip steadilly beating to the edge of the bookshelf with a sharp rap. The color of her cheeks deepened and spread up to the tips of her floppy ears, sending dark pink all throughout her golden fur. Her maw opened partly to whine softly at her warden; the bright glean of lust in his eyes sending a chill of excitement down her spine.

"I'm gonna make you scream, puppy" He growls out, grip tightening on her side as he administers his promise. The very thought of such a thing making the girl tremble in his hold.

Casually, with the thrill of his dominance driving him forward his head leaned down to nip at her fur-coated skin. Blunt humanistic teeth teasing through the fur towards her pert, pink nipple. The small nub like a beacon to guide him through the fog of want that was taking over his mind and body; making his heart pound and his pants tent.

Each second that ticked by filled with another kiss, nibble, or squeeze on the girls breasts, nipples, or side. His hands and mouth working together to bring the girl to a quivering, whimpering state. His hold on her side never loosening; letting all her quivers and shakes respond through his hands, leaving no doubt in his mind that she was loving every moment.

However, as much as he loved to tease her, the persistent throbbing and straining against his pants made him impatient for his puppy girl, and the dribbling wet snatch he knew waited for him just beneath the skirt she wore. Each whimper she muffled into her lips making him want to pound her till those whimpers were shrieks that couldn't be held back. The desire he felt so palpable he could nearly taste it in his mouth.

"Do you want it, pup?" His voice low, gruff, and needy as he questioned her. His breath hot against her fur, teasing her with the hot air. Her breathless "Yes!" Barely escaping in the empty room before a rock-hard, human cock bumped against the vvelvetty fur of her inner thigh. Each shift against that downy fur caressing his freshly-exposed flesh, drawing ffaint, heavy breaths from the male. Only another moments tickling by before the deep violet skirt that originally clung to her hips was bunched up around her waist instead. The dark contrast between her fur and the two bunched strips of fabric that were her clothing a symbol of their rushed desire. A thin, lace triangle now the only covering for her sex, that dripped her excited juices down onto the lush fur of her thigh, messying the pale, yellow fluff. The sight of which guided Paul's rough grinding into the mess, smearing the leaked juices onto his hard shaft and deeper into her fur.

"R-Ruegey! Take me! Please!" She yipped out, "I wanna be stuffed now! Here! Please...." Her desperation destroying her communication skills and leaving her with the simpliest of pleas as a tremor took over her muzzle. The pleading whimpers that were escaping her furred snout making her jaw quiver. Her whining showing her for what she was: a puppy wanting a bone.

His response was quick, a rough jerk upwards sending the canine's body bouncing up and pressing to the hard edges of the book shelf. The motion jarring the pup's head back against an aged volume of literature's with a faint thunk, a sound which neither of the pair seemed to notice. The loud, happy squeal that slipped from the canine girl sending a plume of dust out fron the shelves at her height. The books suddenly a part of excitment they stemmed farther from the histories they held in their pages, even the raunchier of the old texts not competing with the disregard for social etiquette the lusty pair displayed now, pleasuring each other in a library.

"Then beg for it, puppy." He whispered. Mouth beside her ear to send shivers down her spine and making hr quake against the hard wood of the shelf. Her whimpers and squeaks that followed dislodging mote dust till they formed fragments of breathless words.

"Ruegey, please! I w-want you, right now. Make me scream..."

"...W-where anyone can hear us..."

"...please!"

Her gaspy, fragmented words led into a lasting whine, that rang out loudly in the openness of the library. The sound seeming to spread words of her lust from wall to wall. The books around seeming to lean in closer to watch what happened next between the lovers intruding their quiet sancutuary, now punctured with animslistic begging.

The desperate noises that followed her words had convinced him to give her just what she wanted. The thrill of such borderline exhibitionism sending wild chills down his spine before his hips bucked up hard, and with one powerful thrust lodging him hilt deep in the pup's hot chamber. The slick, wet walls of her insides clenching tight to hold onto him. The muscles seeming to ripple down along each inch of him, pulling him deeper and deeper into the tight tunnel.

For the pup, speared on his throbbing shaft, stretched around his girth like a glove, she did all she knew to do; her head falling back to rest against the hardwood of the shelving and her maw parting to let free a long, ecsatic howl. Her voice ringing out clearly with animalistic desire wound into the melody. Her noise ringing on till it faded, introducing a new sound. Far in the distance, barely audible now in the far corner of the large research library, came the clack of heavy heeled shoes on wood.

The librarian was on her way.

Time was now of the essence and Paul planned to make the most of it. His hips bucking hard into his eager love. The faint fwap of their hips connecting echoing in the corner they hid in. Each thrust forward bumping the girl back into the shelves, limbs hitting to the wood with a dull thud each time. The wet squelch of her sex with every thrust following the precursorary noises. The motions of the two seeming to create a taboo symphony of bodies colliding and connecting. The harder he pounded her the more noisies that were added, each forward motion into her profusely leaking snatch bringing squeals and whines from the canine.

Each and every chorus of their lovemaking followed by a heavy footfall of the ever approaching end to their time, always getting closer and closer to their hiding place, guided by their lustful noises.

Desperate now to pleasure his lover before their time was cut off, Paul brought his mouth to her floppy, brown ear and a quivering hand to her pink, throbbing clit. His heavy breathing suddenly flooding her senses and sending shudders coursing down through her body till her paw gave a shake. His fingers soon only adding to the overwhelming sensations as fingertips shakilly assaulted her clit.

The sounds of his breath, the torture on her clit, and the thrill of being caught all tangled together sending adrenalin and lust coursing through her veins instead of blood and pumping her heart faster and faster with the sole job to feel the overwhelming, all consuming pleasure of the moment.

Steadily ber heart pounded, and hurried to fulfill its quest.

...BadumBadumBadumBadumBadumBadumBadum...

...The thud of a footfall...

...The pant of her lover in her ear once more...

Till finally, that was it. With a power-charged scream the pup hit her peak. Her body suddenly quavering hard against the shelving with dull taps. Her eyes rolled back into her head till she let them fall shut, not needed. Her toes curling almost painfilly up to her pawpads with the last lingering seconds of her pleasures call. Her insides clenching down in a vice-like grip on the cock inside her and sending Paul over the same roller coaster of pleasure moments after she began her own. The pair trembling and quaking together as pleasure coursed through and controlled every aspect of their bodies. Moments passing in slow motions as they rode this out, clinging to the moment and eachother till thick ropes of cum exploded inside her. The sudden warmth of his seed breaking her scream off finally with a hoarse cough and one last hard quake.

The last strings lamely trickling out just as the footfalls were audible once more, now only rows away. The two fumbling tot a moment in an awkward dance. The pup being dropped from her lover's embrace as she tugged her shirt into place.

A footstep echoed several feet away as her skirt found its way down over her hips once more, barely covering the mess of cum that was now seeping out into the fur of her thighs, several sticky droplets falling to the rough carpet beneath her. The librarian rounded the corner with one last footfall as the two leaned onto opposite shelves, breathing faintly with the quiet sound of a zipper finding its way up as Franking grabbed for a random book to hold and Paul let out one last breath.

"Just WHAT were you two doing over here!?"

Paul smirked, taking a moment to grin over at his still panting counterpart, watching a line of cum ooze out from beneath her skirt ffor a mmoment before be met the fiery, old woman's eyes.

"Oh, you know, just hitting the books...."