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"Kezhon, generally you paint the canvas, not the easel." O'Neice glanced over at her mate with an amused expression. The large maned wolf towered over the short stand, wielding a paintbrush that appeared more like a toothpick in his massive palm. His nails dug lightly into the wood of the brush as it dangled from his fingers. At the sound of her voice, he looked up from the canvas he worked on, one streaked with the rough shape of a head, either drawn lopsided or tipped awkwardly to the side.

"Huh?" One tall ear twitched on his head before he tipped his gaze further to look directly over at the feline. Brown eyes stared over at her over the top of his glasses, both eyebrows twitched up to knit together on his forehead.

With one hip cocked to the side, O'Neice hooked her thumb into the belt loop of her short jeans shorts and looked over at Kezhon with an expectant stare. Her other hand, holding onto her own paintbrush with a ginger grip, pointed towards him. "You're painting my easel!" Her pointing finger guided Kezhon's gaze to the edge of the easel where he'd painted down the edge of the canvas and onto the wood, sending light, peachy paint oozing down the leg and onto the plastic that spanned the room.

In the living room, they'd shoved the couch back against the wall before spreading out a sheet of plastic on the floor while their easels sat diagonally tipped to catch the sunlight streaming in through the windows of the room. It'd been O'Neice's idea to paint together after she'd received a shipment of new paint colors in the mail and couldn't wait to try them out. So far, she'd sketched out the basic shape of the flower she planned to paint, with clustered petals around a textured center, but she'd just started gingerly adding paint to the canvas with smooth, practiced brushstrokes. Kezhon, on the other hand, hadn't sketched out his concept and instead simply started with a curved, peachy head oval onto the blank canvas.

Kezhon apologized sheepishly with his head hanging slightly until O'Neice flashed him a warm smile, "That's better!" She chirped, turning back to focus on her own canvas. Without her eyes on him, Kezhon took a moment to eye her rump in the tight, especially short shorts, with little tears in the denim flashing off glimpses of her skin beneath, high up on her thighs. Over the shorts, she wore a ragged, old tank top with its own collection of holes flashing bits of her soft, rosy skin beneath. Paint droplets clung to the fabric, dotting it in a rainbow of shades. To hold her hair back, she'd tied a white-polka-dotted, red handkerchief over her head, ears jutting out two careful slits that soothed her long, black hair back out of her face and away from the canvas. Cutely, Kezhon wore the same handkerchief to over his head, partly containing his wiry hair while ripped jeans and a gray t-shirt caught the paint he flung onto himself.

Glancing at the head shape on his canvas, Kezhon looked back to O'Neice, comparing the simple oval to the angular shape of her face. Balancing his eyes between the blank page in front of him and the girl beside, Kezhon dipped his brush into the glossy black paint in the center of his spread and began to glide an arch of hair over the head shape, attempting to capture the way O'Neice silken black hair poured down her back like a waterfall, rustling with every movement.

O'Neice, starting to form the shape of deep, purple petals on her canvas, glanced over at Kezhon. At the sight of his painting, her eyes bulged wide and her brush dropped onto the small holding dish. Instead of capturing the smooth rustling of her hair, Kezhon had instead painted a jagged, uneven squiggle jutting off the peachy oval. "What are you even painting?" She demanded, though she already had an idea. When Kezhon looked up with a mildly hurt expression, her idea was confirmed.

"You," He confirmed.

She nodded as he spoke since she knew just what he'd say, shuffling closer to to him. Rising up onto her tiptoes, she kissed at his cheek and then his lips. "It's a little abstract. I can see it though." She gently nuzzled into his cheek before stepping back again, returning to her easel as Kezhon looked after her with a small, content smile.

While the feline went back to painting, Kezhon eyed her shape from where he stood, trying to capture her soft shape on canvas. With a small, mischievous glint, he curved her shape out with a larger bosom. Dotting his rounded breasts with dots of pink, Kezhon earned a curious stare from O'Neice. "Just what are you doing that has you grinning like a kid who robbed the cookie jar?"

Sheepishly, he glanced over at her as she stepped closer. Looking at his easel, the painting settled into focus for the feline, revealing the rough shape of her head with massive breasts jutting from her chest and dominating the entire canvas!

"Kezhon!" She gasped, smaking his cheek with her paint brush. The bristles, full of purple paint, splattered thick droplets of violet onto Kezhon's pale skin and into his coppery hair. For a moment, she merely stared as if surprised to see the color popping off his face, but then a giggle exploded out of her lips, starting them both giggling.

"You just hit me with a paintbrush!" He exclaimed, chuckling with lingering surprise as he wiped his arm over his face and smearing the globe out into streaks.

O'Neice giggled along with him, grinning proudly at the mess she made. "I did, in fact, hit you with a paintbrush! In the face!" Her tail swung out madly behind her, wagging excitedly. For a moment, she giggled madly with uncontrollable shakes of her shoulder that made her breasts jiggle inside her top, giving Kezhon something to stare at until she sobered, looking up at him through her playfully fluttering eyelashes.

"You know, if you had wanted to paint me in the nude, then you should have said so." Her fingers came up to the top of her shirt. Slowly, her finger traced along the edge of her top, sliding it down to show another inch of skin before letting it ease back up over the soft, rosy flesh. Then, she'd slide it down again, slower and further till the top of the tank and bra bunched together and hovered an inch above where her nipple would appear, but she didn't give him a glimpse of the pink nub. As she toyed with her top, her hips swayed behind her to a beat in her head. Her thick, silky tail swished side to side with the motion of her hips, like a dancer with a fan following her motions. Teasingly, her eyes held onto his gaze, the bright blue hues unrelentingly keeping a visual connection between the two.

Sliding a hand down beneath her breasts, over the top of the raggedy shirt, O'Neice unbuttoned the first button of her shorts, jerking them open with a little tug that tore the zipper apart as well. Then, she started to dance a little faster, shimmying the shorts down off her wide hips, along the curves of her thighs until they dropped off to the floor.

Without her shorts, O'Neice's shirt hung down to the top of simple, black panties with a scalloped edge around her waist and subtle decoration around her legs. Through the panties, the faint shape of her pussy lips were visible, making Kezhon swallow audibly.

Inside his own pants, Kezhon's shaft swelled. Hardening since the first glimpse of her skin through the little holes earlier, seeing her panties set Kezhon to the edge with his cock throbbing, rock hard inside his torn jeans. His breathing puffed through his nose, slightly nervous, and made his wiry hair flutter against his forehead where it spilled out of the do-rag. His tight pants acted as a cage, trapping his growing cock tight to his body to grow until it threatened to burst through the constraining zipper.

"Are you feeling a little inspired?" O'Neice crooned in a playful, husky voice as she inched up the hem of her shirt. Her fingers slid the fabric up, showing a glimpse of her soft, rosy stomach, but then they covered it again. Slowly, she wiggled the shirt up higher and higher, showing the entirety of her stomach and the underside of her breast, covered with the scalloped edge of a simple bra.

Kezhon felt his cheeks color a soft pink, knowing the feline could see the massive bulge swelling the front of his jeans. His head bobbed slightly, though he couldn't form a focused response.

O'Neice giggled, sliding the shirt up higher past her bra till it slipped past her head. As her shirt fluttered down onto the ground, Kezhon eyed the girl's simplistic bra with the soft, pale mounds of her breasts peeking out from the top.

Standing in her bra and panties, the feline slowly, casually stretched up towards the ceiling. Her long tail swished slower, letting her little show lull while her breasts raised up into their perkiest position, her stomach pulled flat, and her full ass jutted out behind her. Kezhon stared at her pose, swallowing again as he shook his head, instinctively picking up the glass of water beside him. Lifting the glass to his lips, he suddenly froze and eyed the murky water, confused by the green and brown coloring until he saw the paintbrush sticking out of the top.

"Now, you're going to have to carefully paint over that bit you have, since it's not very usable..." O'Neice started to instruct as she swayed her hips and walked over to him. Standing just behind him, her finger pointed around his shoulder to a white paint bottle amongst his supplies. "You're going to use that, so go ahead and pour some out into your tray and stay to fill your brush."

She fidgeted behind him as he did what she'd told him. Her breasts grazed against his arm, teasingly letting him feel the warm, soft plushness of them before they shifted away once again. At the same time, her breath tickled against his shoulder as she stood angled to face him and the canvas. Absently, one hand petted up his back, innocently rubbing as she monitored his work in preparing the paint and starting to add the first stroke of white to cover his rough painting.

For Kezhon, her light and idly touch on his back sent shivers down the spine beneath. Just to feel her gentle touch when he could still see her strip tease in his mind and her breasts spilling out of her brassiere now had Kezhon licking over suddenly dry lips and uncomfortably fidgeting back against her, trying to feel her breasts or her hips, anything except just her innocently stroking fingers.

"Now, your canvas won't be the same nor perfect after you paint over, the surface won't feel the same in the painted spots. You've essentially lost the "tooth" of the vancas that pulls at your brush." She reached forward to rub a fingertip over an unpainted patch of the canvas, rubbing at the texture there. As she leaned, her breasts mashed against the side of his arm, pushing up out of her bra. The soft, smooth skin of both tits grazed against Kezhon's arm, teasingly, torturously close to him. Gently, she grabbed for his hand, and she pulled it to her breast, looking up with a coy, 'touch-me' smile. Then, Kezhon opened his eyes to see an expectant, confused stare as she pushed his hand not towards her breast, but towards the canvas. "Feel the original "tooth," Now feel how that drying paint feels instead."

Dutifully, Kezhon rubbed a finger over the canvases different textures, first the original and secondly the painted patch, but his mind fogged out again. He pictured the soft nub of her nipple beneath his finger, hardening up into a little bead. He could feel her trembling against his arm, mewling for him to continue-

"Kezhon? Are you listening?" A finger jabbed into his side. "Listen up if you wanna learn!"

With his eyes refocusing back to reality, Kezhon saw O'Neice's arm gently shaking against his as she scratched at the some the paint on the canvas. "Paint, as I *was* saying, has a mild chalky feeling to it, so when you paint over large chunks they'll be a bit chalky to the touch."

Kezhon stared down at her as she babbled on about losing the opportunity to use watercolour techniques and the illusion of depth. Originally, his eyes did start on her face, watching the brightness that glowed in the blue hue; but then, his gaze started to droop down. Being taller, he looked right down onto her chest, watching her breasts bounce gently as she chattered on about losing the 'glow of the ground' and the light that shines through canvas naturally.

"Kezhon?" O'Neice's voice broke into his haze once again, this time with a gentle, guiding voice. "Now we're going to try again, okay? No giving me a painted boob job!" She chuckled, waving a scolding finger at the maned wolf before she shuffled back to stand in front and to the side of his canvas.

"Now, try again to capture the natural shape of my body, instead of an envisioned shape." She ran a hand over her hips, slowly outlining her wide, womanly curves. "Look up at me with your focus, and then see your canvas in the corner of your vision." Her voice stayed smooth and steady, guiding him with the effortless pace of a teacher.

Kezhon stared at her, trying to follow her gliding hand without feeling his cock pulsating in the forefront of his attention, yet he couldn't stop thinking of her body, right there and exposed to him, yet in an entirely innocent way. He felt like a teenaged student, hiding a boner in class because the teacher bent over too far and flashed her cleavage.

"Kezhon?"

"Uh..What?" He looked up guiltily with his tall ears splaying to the side sheepishly.

O'Neice gave him an expectant look, as if to say, 'do I even have to say?' Nonetheless, she gave a small shrug and added, verbally, "Are you going to stop staring and paint? If you overthink it it'll just get harder."

"Harder," Kezhon thought to himself. "If *it* gets any harder it might just cut a hole in my pants and I can stop painting..." With a hazy sense of concentration, Kezhon honestly attempted to capture the curves of her torso down onto the canvas. The outcome, in a pale, peach shade, appeared to be an rough human body.

"Good, good...Now repeat the mirrored shape of that stroke onto the other side to build the entire torso." O'Neice instructed as a she calmed the start of a delighted smirk. She could see the plain bulge in the front of Kezhon's pants and the blush lightly coloring his pale skin. She knew, obviously, that he was aroused and horribly so, but she knew he wouldn't be bold enough to break out of painting demanding sex, especially when she seemed to be acting with no sexual interest. That is, she stood in front of him nearly naked, but showed no signs of flirting past her strip tease, sending the message that she indeed didn't intend the nudity as sexual, but educational.

Kezhon wiped a hand over his forehead, feeling the heat radiating off his flushed skin before dipping the brush lightly back into paint and returning the tip to the canvas, repeating the same shape as before, but properly mirrored to show her opposite side.

Once he'd finished, O'Neice stretched her legs out slightly, showing off the gentle swell of her thighs down to her strong calves, all the same soft, rosy skin. "Now continue the body shape down to the feet or until you run out of canvas. Try to keep the ratio and size consistent or you'll end up with an alien O'Neice."

Kezhon nodded vaguely, continuing along with her instructions, but his eyes stayed focused less on the painting and more on O'Neice. His gaze traveled up her outstretched legs to her pussy, where the panties rode up to show more of her lower lips outlined in the soft, silky fabric. On the canvas, her legs tapered off smoothly past the edge, but Kezhon struggled to keep the paintbrush to the page and his focus from wavering.

"How's it going?" O'Neice prodded gently, waggling her eyebrows in playful questioning. Her eyes scanned over his face, looking at the soft blush over his sharp cheeks. She could see the small pull in his lower lips, hanging it open slightly as his breath puffed out. Seeing the distracted look in his eyes, sending them flickering over the length of her body. She started to shift, bending a little as if to stretch her back, but in fact, she bent to give him a glimpse of her breasts spilling forward from her bra. The full, bouncy orbs strained against the material of her brassiere till her nipple pressed to the fabric just beneath the edge, bulging out a small nub under the thin cups.

"A-ah..." Kezhon gulped, "Ah-wesome..." He glanced down to where wetness soaked through his jeans in a dark patch where his tip pressed through the thin panties he often wore instead of men's boxers and leaked precum copiously. "It's much harder, uh, easier now."

O'Neice muffled a giggle into her palm before she swiveled slightly, peeking out the window and giving Kezhon a glimpse of her full ass peeking out of the cheeky, black panties. Over her shoulder, she spied Kezhon grabbing at his crotch and nervously trying to re-adjust himself so his cock grew down against his leg instead of pressing against the crotch of his pants.

Smirking to herself, O'Neice spun around and sent Kezhon's hand retreating back out of his pants. "Well, since it's going so well! Let's get to the fun bits!"

Then, she bent at the waist as she peeled down her panties. Her ass came into view, inch by inch, showing the soft rosy flesh of her ass. As the fabric popped off her rump, the flesh jiggled gently as Kezhon spied her pussy peeking out. The bare, velvety smooth lower lips of her sex spread slightly between her thighs, showing a glimpse of her pink inner folds. As she started to straighten up, she reached back to the clasp of her bra, releasing the small holds and opening the back.

Holding the cups to her chest, she peeked up to the taller, maned wolf with a little wink before she released the bra entirely and let it flutter down on the ground. Then, her body stood before him entirely bare. From her long, silky hair that fluttered down her shoulders and back down to her toenails painted a soft, orangey pink. Kezhon swallowed, eyeing her bare chest, curves, and the dainty, heart-shaped patch of pubic hair perched above her lower lips. Her hair framed around her face, bare above her perky, pink nipples. Her curves flared out with a full, pear shape that led down to her pussy lips, peeking cutely out from between her thighs.

Raising his gaze, Kezhon focused once more on her face with a small, sheepish look, but then he froze. Concentrating on her face, he noticed the corners of her lips curled up into a smirk, amused and devious. "She's toying with me!" Kezhon suddenly realized, "She's still just getting her revenge!"

Slowly, his eyes narrowed into glaring slits that eyed at the girl's flirtatious, yet coy smile that played over her lips, but he ignored it pull on him. Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, but Kezhon eyed her chest until she spoke up again.

"Are you going to paint me naked, Big Guy?"

Kezhon grinned broadly, taking a step closer to his canvas and the feline herself before he reached out his arm and drew a long stroke with the soft peachy paint down over the girl's bare, exposed breast. The wet, cool paint splashed over the girl's freckled skin, covering all the soft, brown patches with unwavering peachy pink. Her mouth dropped open, hanging. "Ah!"

Standing proudly with his paintbrush wielded in one, massive palm like a warrior's sword. His chin jutted upwards, nose pointed to the sky proudly, and his chest puffed out.

The feline's tail twitched, starting to lash behind her madly. "What did you do?!" She squealed, looking at him with two, wide eyes before she leapt forward. One hand dipped into his tray of paint and scooped up the white that coated his canvas before flinging it against his shirt and face. The white clung onto his facial hair, dotting his beard and mustache with bleached speckles.

"Hey now! You can't get revenge on my revenge! Now it's unfair again!" Kezhon's fingers dipped down into the other, accent colors in his tray. One finger poked into a deep, midnight blue, the next a bright, sunshine yellow, and the third a rich, royal purple. In one, fluid streak, Kezhon drew his hand up the length of the girl's naked stomach, drawing colored lines up the smooth slope.

"No! I teased you! You painted me! Kezhon!" The smaller feline leapt up against the male's chest, curling her legs around his waist and clinging onto him as she pressed her painted front into his shirt. She hugged him tightly, squealing playfully.

"Okay! Okay! I give up! You win! I'll stop! We're even!" Kezhon soothed, letting the girl down to her feet as she relaxed with his words with a pleased nod of her head.

"Good!" She looked up at him, seeing the splotches of paint on his old shirt. "Lemme help you out of that..." Her fingers curled beneath the hem of his shirt, shimmying it up the length of his stomach. The shirt dropped smoothly to the floor then, leaving Kezhon's chest bare for O'Neice soft, petting touches to glide up onto him. O'Neice leaned into his side, tipping her cheek against his warm skin as she studied his canvas. "It's not too bad. When you focus, you're much better." Her head tipped up, innocently eyeing his face before his head shook slowly.

"Don't lie to me, woman." He retorted with a smirk, "We both know I wasn't concentrating on painting."

Her eyes fluttered with playful innocence. "I don't know. What were you concentrating on then? You seemed so, very, especially concentrated on something."

One, large palm rubbed along O'Neice's side, bringing a dull purr to life in her chest while his fingers massaged into her soft flesh. Slowly, his lips pressed into the top of her head over her silky hair as his hand rubbed steadily, massaging her back. "Hmm...I wonder what'd distract me..." Progressively, his fingers worked from her back to her hips, rubbing along her soft love handles and up her chest to graze over her painted breast with a light, stroking touch.

His other hand joined the first, petting up her chest and stroking over the satiny smooth skin. Fingertips grazed over the surface of her flesh, grazing along the edge of her breast and skirting up to rub along her neck, caressing back to tickle the short hairs beneath her hairline. His breath, leaned close, washed over the skin of her throat before he tenderly kissed the warm skin, tasting the lingering sweetness of her body wash from her scent. His touch dipped down and cupped her breast, gently bouncing the full orb. "I wonder..." He spoke aloud, with a posed ponderous expression. "What could possibly distract me? Me!? With my stone hard, calculating wits..."

Slowly, he leaned down and kissed low on her throat, just at the hollowed base. His fingertips petted the soft skin of her breast, gently massaging. "Is there even anything in the world that could waver my concentration?"

One hand reached back behind her, creeping towards a bottle of paint sitting at the foot of his canvas while he continued to kiss along her throat, murmuring softly. "I think I know of one single thing that could distract me...or maybe three..."

O'Neice watched him with an enthralled, dazed expression as he kissed over one breast, licking teasingly to one nipple till it stiffened and perked up against his tongue. "There's one..."

His mouth continued over to her opposite boob, licking around her nipple in a agonizingly slow, teasing circle until his mouth closed around the nub with a powerful suckle, making her moan into the air and covering the sound of the bottle popping open behind her. While his teeth nibbled gently at the sensitive bead of her nipple, warm green paint trickled onto Kezhon's fingers as he carefully poured some into his palm before replacing the bottle on the ground.

While his mouth pulled off her breast, Kezhon blew his warm breath over both of her pert nipples. "There's two, but what's three?" A smirk curled up his lips before he began to kiss down her soft stomach, sending her eyes to flutter closed with anticipation. His lips gently teased over her mound, straying to kiss her inner thighs and teasingly doubling back. Then, just as his lips hovered over her slit and the hot breath of an open mouth washed over her flesh, cold paint splattered onto her chest.

"Ah! Kezhon!" She yelped, eyes flying open to see the streak of green over her chest. Her own fingers darted back, grabbing for another bottle of paint, a bright shiny silver, and squirting a thick glob onto her palm before slapping it into the center of her mate's chest.

"I'll get you for that!" She called, darting quickly to her feet and dashing back to her own paint tray filled with assorted shades of purple and green in preparation for the flower she'd been creating. Her finger tips dipped into the colors, tracing out petals onto his chest as though it was a canvas with a cheeky little smile in return to his dumbstruck stare. "There! I gave you a flower!"

"My turn!" Kezhon shouted, filling his fingers with the piney green from the bottle beside him and leaning up to her. Recklessly, he started to circle around her breasts, but larger around them insinuating a larger size. Then, he leaned to another bottle, carefully gathering a small blob of pink into his fingers and dotting it over her nipples. "There! Bigger boobs!"

O'Neice's eyes narrowed into a hard stare. Her tongue swiped over her lips with a serious expression before she dipped her fingers back into the soft pink intended for the flower's center and swirled the paint onto her fingertips. "Oh, Kezhon. I'll give you bigger boobs." Then, lunging forward she drew large, full tits onto his chest, stretching her arm up to make up for the height difference as she shaded beneath each breast, giving them two-dimensional heft.

Kezhon stared down at the paint coating his chest, starting to shake his head with an amused chuckle. "I can't believe you just did that..." He said, almost to himself before looking up at the feline. Paint coated her fingers, as if she wore clothes of mismatched shades while messy circles surrounded her breasts and painted covered her perky nipples. Behind her, the massive fluff of her tail swished side to side energetically and her ears twitched atop her head attentively.

"Well," O'Neice stated with a confident sway of her hips. "You'd better believe it!" She flashed him a broad, cheeky smile. Seeing her, flirtatiously and playfully giving him her confident and cheeky stare, Kezhon couldn't hide a smirk on his face as an idea started to form. Pulling himself up to his full height, Kezhon leapt forward and pinned the much smaller female down onto the ground, lowering down over her body to straddle her lap with a devious smirk on his lips.

"You know...I think it's my turn once again. Isn't it?" Nonchalantly, Kezhon plucked up the painting tray again, keeping O'Neice's arms pinned up above her hand with both wrists beneath one of his massive palms while he carefully poured more colors and shades into his tray, filling each of the bubbled inlets with another color. O'Neice watched from below, helplessly squirming under him while her tail lashed madly.

Once he'd replaced the last bottle of paint, the maned wolf looked back down to his mate, trapped by his superior size. "How's it feel to be my helpless canvas kitten?" Kezhon crooned with a cheeky grin while his finger dipped down into an aqua shade of blue and started to dot over her freckles with it, giving her a scaled look over his chest as though she'd sprouted mermaid scales.

"Hmm..Scales aren't right, you're a kitty..." Carefully, he dipped into black and started to trace C- shapes around each blob, coating her upper body with a slowly drying layer of cheetah print. Moving onto her breasts, he switched to swirls circling around over the plush orbs to lead to the nipple. With every additional circle around the entirety of her boob, a new color would take over, making a swirled rainbow leading up to her painted, perky nipple.

"Kezhonnnnn...." O'Neice whined as the paint started to dry, tickling at her flesh while her arms stayed trapped above her head, unable to scratch off the odd sensation.

"Nuh uh uh." He scolded, chuckling to himself with devious, childlike amusement. "You'll ruin my painting!" As he spoke, he moved beneath her breasts and pressed his hand down into the red paint, coating four whole fingers thickly. Then, he drew a thick red streak from the far edge of her breast leading in an arc across her body ending down her thigh. Then, orange traced along the edge of the red and dipped to her inner thigh where the wet chill of the paint made the feline squirm, mewling with the closeness of his fingers to her teased, bare sex. After orange came yellow with Kezhon's fingers slowing and working the paint down to the very tiptop of the girl's sex, a droplet of the sunshiny yellow oozing down the edge of her lower lips beside the pink of her inner folds shyly peeking out.

"Somewhere...under the rainbow..." Kezhon hummed to himself, still smiling his cheeky, evil grin. His fingers delved into green, adding another layer to the many already coating his fingers in different colors, peeking out in layers depending on how far the paint traveled up the length of his thick fingers. As green stretched up to cover the other side of her crotch, up to the edge of her sex her swollen clit peeked out, glistening with excitement. The sight of her, obviously aroused from the teasing earlier and now, the vulnerable position with Kezhon over her naked body. Just the sight of him over top, looking so devious, struck a particular chord with the feline, making her excitement grow with every peek up to his twinkling eyes. Blue and purple quickly followed the rest of the rainbow, coating the remainder of her stomach and her opposite thigh, right down to the inner fold where her leg met her crotch.

Above her, while he painted, Kezhon started to sing in a soft, husky voice with a dazed expression in his eyes. "Somewhere over the rainbow, way up high, and the dreams that you dreamed of once in a lullaby..."

His voice rasped gently, not sounding perfect, but uniquely melodic in his whispered singing, "Somewhere over the rainbow, bluebirds fly, and the dreams that you dreamed of...dreams really do come true."

As he softly sang, "Ooh ooh ooh..." His fingers stroked down her thighs. Light, caressing touches seemed to move with the rhythm of the soft song, replacing the strums of the traditional guitar or ukulele that accompanied the song.

"Once I wished upon a star and woke up where the clouds were far, behind me. My trouble melted like lemon drops, high above the chimney tops that's where you found me." As he edited the lyrics, a soft, loving smile curled his lips and his eyes met O'Neice's once again, holding her gaze with a knowing grin.

"Somewhere over the rainbow, bluebirds fly, And the dreams that you dare to...So why, oh why, can't I? Well I see trees of green..." A finger gently brushed onto her thighs, tracing the triangular shape of pine trees then a rough, bushy leafed tree.

" And red roses too." A badly painted red rose appeared on her arm, coating the bicep with pinks and red layered into swirled petals.

"I'll watch them bloom for me and you. And I think to myself...What a wonderful world." His lips lowered, pausing in their song momentarily as he kissed over her soft lips, starting to hum again against her mouth.

"Well, I see skies of blues and I see clouds of white and the brightness of the day. I like the dark and I think to myself, What a wonderful world... The colors of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky are also on the soft skin of O'Neice's thighs..." As he started to change the true words once again, O'Neice smiled, watching the private show with an unwavering smile. His hold on her wrists loosened and she lightly caressed his cheek, cupping around his face while he continued to sing.

"I paint up her skin saying, 'I'll get you' but really I'm saying, 'I...I love you.'" The edges of O'Neice's eyes crinkled with emotional, happy wrinkles from the way her brow furrowed with surprised passion. Kezhon's voice softened, stumbling to keep singing with the intense look in her eyes, but he continued nonetheless.

"I hear babies cry and I watch them grow. They'll learn much more than we'll know and I think to myself, What a wonderful world...."

"Once I wished upon a star and woke up where the clouds were far, behind me. My trouble melted like lemon drops, high above the chimney tops that's where you found me." Kezhon's fingers slide back into O'Neice hair and held her head tenderly, pulling her closer to him as he sang softly into her ear, whispering out the final lines of the familiar song.

"Oh, somewhere over the rainbow, way up high. And the dream that you dare to dream. Why, oh I, can't I? Oooh...Oooh...Ooh.." His song faded soft as his lips pressed into hers with a long, slow kiss.

Their kissed lingered together, pressing into a deeper kiss. Their tongues inched out, tangling together in a romantic, passionate embrace. Kezhon's body pressed down against O'Neice's, but he was careful not to crush her. O'Neice's fingers petted down along Kezhon's cheeks and neck, caressing his messy chest while his fingers combed idly through her hair, focusing on the taste of her in his mouth and the sensitive sensations from his tongue, grazing against her own insides their mouths and swapping between them.

"Kezhon..." O'Neice sighed, breaking the kiss with a soft pant against his cheek. He smiled at her, sheepishly kissing her soft cheek before he pulled back and his hands glided down over the painted skin of her torso onto her thighs, caressing along her calves up to her hips where he gently squeezed her skin and began again, massaging over her legs.

Kezhon looked up at her from where he settled back on his haunches between her thighs. His fingers dipped lower on her thighs, rubbing along the soft, supple flesh of her innermost thighs. He leaned down till his breath tickled along the sensitive skin, tickling her with the warmth of the gently moving wind he'd created with the long exhale. The maned wolf felt her eyes on him, watching as he slowly worked over her thighs with his strong fingers, massaging her flesh before his lips lightly touched down. Light, fleeting kisses started to cover the area of her thighs, touching down and then disappearing like butterflies flitting over the entirety of her bottom half.

Incrementally, the butterfly-like kisses worked closer to the main heat of her sex. His lips dipped further between her thighs, lighting down onto the soft flesh above her slit. A full, pressing kiss dotted over her heart-shaped pubic hair, but then retreated back to her waistline. Lightly, his tongue dipped out with a short lick. His lips worked harder against her skin, still soft, but now a beat longer against all the same skin again like a second coat of paint.

Above, O'Neice trembled with each light kiss. Every exhale washed hot breath over her vulva, tickling her lower lips while his lips seemed to skim over the most sensitive flesh of all of the sex itself. Her clit throbbed, swollen and poking out from her lips, but Kezhon ignored the familiar pleasure buzzer, keeping his pace agonizingly slow. His lips started to work closer to her sex. His long traced along her lower lips, without pushing between them to her wet heat. Kisses coated the space around where her clit pushed out from her sex. Her crotch buzzed with stimulation. Heat and wetness copiously radiated and leaked out from her. Fingers continued to pet down her thighs, massaging and caressing the skin while a kiss pressed against her lips directly and the tip of Kezhon's tongue started to tease between.

With his lips pressed over top of her own, of the lower variety, his tongue tip started to stroke down between the slit of her sex, but with merely the tip. Instead of the full, broad stretch of his tongue licking up between her sex, just the tip stroked down the sensitive line as though he was merely sampling her spicey flavor.

The feline's chest rumbled with a delight, relaxed purr. Her entire body seemed to be at his mercy. Relaxed, yet tensed, every touch of his tongue made her breath out in a moaned exhale. When his tongue reached up towards her clit, she'd whimper, but each time Kezhon would avoid the most sensitive bead itself, leaving it torturously ignored while he bathed the rest of her bare sex in his saliva. Wetness clung to the male's chin and beard with droplets of her excitement leaking off the tip of his facial hair. Slowly, his lips inched down and licked at her from angled below, teasing the sensitive patch between her ass and her lips, soaking her perineum with wet kisses and strokes from his tongue. Situating himself over her entrance, still without parting her lower lips apart, Kezhon dove his tongue between so just the tip could reach inside her, feeling the needy clench of her sex against him. O'Neice breathing hitched, she tried to buck up to his lips with an impatient jerk of her body but the hands on her thighs held her down.

"No rushing." Kezhon whispered to her skin, glancing up to see her lips hanging open in a wanton pant and her cheeks flushed with heat. Her body shivered with every lick. She twitched with the slightest parting of her lower lips, feeling them finally spread open at the process restarted.

One hand, with two fingers, carefully spread the girl's lower lips open to expose the rosy red inner folds while his tongue stroked down the entire length of her slit once again, starting with a teasing flick over her tightly puckered asshole before stretching up just beneath her clit and then darting away. His lips pushed down against her opening, letting his tongue dig down into her snatch, slurping up the copious, wet excitement that leaked out from her body. As if frenching her, his tongue worked into her, rubbing to the textured inner walls of her heated sex. Her body quivered. A gasp of a moan escaped with the heat and wetness of his mouth over her body and the tongue rubbing inside of her, soaking the entrance of her sex with spit as she messied his face.

"Ah..Kezhon! Keep going!" She pleaded, trying to buck and grind to him, but he still held her down from controlling her pleasure. His tongue even pulled all the way out and went back to licking in broad strokes up her slit, as though eating an ice cream cone and licking from cone to the twirled tip to catch every sweet, sugary drop, but instead he got her spiced, earthy taste against his tongue.

"You can't...rush...art." Kezhon murmured, giving her a glimpse of a smirk as he kissed along her lower lips, covering the velvety folds with light pecks from his lips and stroking caresses of his tongue. The long licks along her slit morphed into faster, angled slurps that had the feline mewling into the air.

As a moan poured of of the girl and her chest shook against the air, Kezhon pressed his mouth over her clit. His lips suctioned over the sensitive bead, puffing air out from his nose while his tongue started to flick over the swollen, nerve-packed clitoris. Back and forth. Up and down. His tongue worked mercilessly over the sensitive thing. As his mouth focused on her clit, a finger teased to her entrance. One hand held her hips still, idly massaging the soft flesh of her love handles while the other moved to his entrance. A finger sunk into the knuckle, giving her just a taste of penetration as she bucked and moaned into the air, desperately.

O'Neice nearly screamed, finally feeling her needy clit stimulated had her hovering at the edge in minutes, but Kezhon pulled back and left it throbbing bare in the air once again as soon as she started to tense and contract around the finger easing into her, robbing her of the wanted orgasm. His pinky finger rubbed over her asshole, feeling her wetness that pooled in the pucker while his tongue kissed along her inner thighs, giving her clit a break as a second finger joined the first and pumped into her. His digits curled up, searching for the rough patch of her g-spot before finding it with a loud howl into the air from the trembling female.

Her hips jerked needily, giving merely a squirm beneath his hand as two fingertips rubbed to her g-spot, pressing with unrelenting pressure just as his mouth closed over her clit once again, rubbing his tongue over the pulsing, heated nub.

Mewls filled the air, desperate gasping screams. The girl hunched forward slightly, grabbing onto one of Kezhon's beefy shoulders as her other hand grabbed to the soft tufts of carpeting. She clutched to him, claws digging into his flesh as her sex contracted again.

This time, Kezhon doubled his efforts at the first sign of orgasm. Her screamed into the air and he suckled harder over her clit. She howled out his name, and his tongue flicked faster and harder to the needy buzzer. She contracted around his fingers, and the digits pushed harder into the fleshy g-spot. Her legs curled up around his head, finally allowing her to hump and grind to his face as her entire body tensed and rolled through a gut-wrenching orgasm.

Paint and fem cum smeared to Kezhon's face and cheeks. Bits of half dried liquid clung into the male's hair as claws dotted his skin with beads of blood and tufts of the carpet pulled up from the ground. Her orgasm ripped through her body with unseen intensity, but Kezhon didn't stop there.

His tongue continued to tease and his fingers didn't relent, sending her over another edge with a hoarse, gasping cry of delight. The feline yowled as though she was being beat up in an alley, but in truth her body was suffering under debilitating pleasure. Her hips shook. Her voice went harsh and rough with a dry throat. Her pussy spasmed and gushed, soaking Kezhon's face and the floor beneath.

When she finally started to calm after Kezhon eased back from her sensitive triggers, she slumped back on the floor and released him. Soft, light kisses dotted her thighs and her lower lips while his tongue licked up her mess. Feeling her spice on his tongue, Kezhon dove the pink appendage back into her tunnel, rubbing it into her while a finger snuck in beside his mouth and pressed, testingly, to her g-spot once again only to be rewarded with a guttural groan.

"K-K-Kezhon..." O'Neice whimpered, grabbing from his arms and tugging him back up her body. "S-stop..." She pleaded, feeling every inch of her body tingling and throbbing, especially on her tortured sex.

Kezhon grinned, pressing his massive, needy boner still trapped in his pants to her thighs, "Does that mean you don't want one more?"

She blinked, swallowing before she shook her head side to side. "No, I want it." A hand pushed him up, guiding him to lay back on the carpet as she undid his pants. Shaky, impatient fingers tugged open his jeans and jerked them down the length of his thighs. Naked, Kezhon's cock jutted up into the air proudly. The tip glittered with wet droplets of pre already oozing down off the head and along the rest of his length.

"Oh god..." O'Neice whimpered, climbing over his lap impatiently. Her sex grazed along his length before she hovered over the tip, guiding the fat head to the wet entrance of her sex, grinding to him for a brief moment before she dropped over his length and plunged every inch up into her petite body.

A shared moan exploded into the air. O'Neice leaned down over Kezhon's chest while he clutched onto her hips, moaning with his own final relief of desired stimulation. "Dove..."

"That's it, Big Guy..." She guided, feeling his hips buck up against her body while she started to bounce herself on his lap, grinding him deep with every thrust and rubbing him to her throbbing, hypersensitive clit each time down. Her painted breasts bobbed madly, holding Kezhon's attention while she panted wantonly above him, trembling with her own excitement for a third orgasm.

Hard, needy thrusts pumped him into her, stretching her tight snatch with his oversized length. Their painted body grinded together, releasing wet, lewd slapping into the air while O'Neice rode the larger male, working herself desperately over his length.

Watching her, pleasuring herself so needily over his cock made the male all the more wanting. Every thrust down released another spurt of precum into her messy snatch. Paint and female cum and precum all mixed in their crotches, giving them a rainbow of mess on the carpet. Sweat, too, dotted their foreheads and chests with increasing intensity as their sounds got louder.

O'Neice's panting turned into a constant moan while Kezhon grunted with uncontrollable explosions of pleasure. Tension gripped his crotch. His balls pulled up against his body while precum leaked out constantly, filling the girl already before he'd even cum.

Feeling him beneath her, swelling slightly more and gripping her harder while his breathing rasped, O'Neice hunched over his body with hard, needy bounces against his lap. "Big Guy, cum for me." She gasped out, repeating herself louder with a steady, hard rhythm slamming her down onto his lap.

"Cum for me! Cum for me!" She moaned out, suddenly starting to beg as she felt her own orgasm swelling, lingering at the edge in anticipation for the explosion of cum from Kezhon's orgasm. "Cum for me, Kezhon! Cum!"

The moan cried out suddenly, clutching onto her hip and ass with either hand and forcing his tip deep as it would fit, piercing against her cervix. "Ahh!" O'Neice cried, clutching onto his chest with a hard, poking grip from her claws and clamping over him.

Her orgasm milked down his length and sent him over the final edge. Together, painted and on the floor, the two came to their orgasms. Cum exploded out of Kezhon's tip. Stream after stream painted the canvases of the girl's inner walls of the girl's sex. At the same time, O'Neice gushed and squirted over his lap, clenching his cock with the tightness of a vice while she yowled over top of him, filling the room with the echoing scream.

His cock continued to spurt for what felt like minutes until finally, he slumped back with the feline on his chest, already with her eyes drooping closed as all three orgasms started to flood her body with exhaustion at once.

Sleepily, O'Neice looked down at herself, smeared with paint and leaking cum while sweat smeared the two together. "I'm a mess!" She exclaimed with a little giggle before shaking her head with amusement.

Kezhon smiled and petted over her hair. His arms curled around her, right there on the floor of their living room, and held her tightly before he tenderly cupped her cheek with one massive palm. "Dove," He whispered. "To me, you're a masterpiece."