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#5 of Otter River
"Not my ears! Please, not there, they hurt too bad when you do! Please..."
N'Kanna growled. Lai'iya whimpered as the otter's sharp teeth pricked her long, sensitive ear, over and over, nearer and nearer her scalp. She trembled; she tried to pull herself free. N'Kanna shifted his grip under her arm and held her even tighter. He began to nip her cheek, her jaw, her lower lip, trying to make her open her mouth. Lai'iya relaxed and shook her head. She wrestled her arms between them and pushed him away.
"Just stop it, 'Kanna! No, I mean it, this isn't working any more. Just stop!"
N'Kanna let go of her and moved in front. He put his hands gently on her shoulders.
"What's wrong, Lai? You always liked it when I did this before!"
"I know you don't mean it! It's not like when Morraw or... or when he does it, I know you'd never really hurt me! You play rough, but you're just playing! It's not the same any more!"
"But... you're a friend, of course I'd never really hurt you!" (Lai'iya opened her mouth, but looked away instead.) "I just wanna make you happy." (She didn't respond; he gently lifted her chin towards his face.) "If you don't wanna me to play rough, then what do you want?"
"I wanna chase you!" she said, and her mouth dropped open in shock.
Chirp?
"What?"
"Uh, uh, sorry," N'Kanna replied, backing slowly away. "You surprised me, I never expected you to say that!"
"Where're you going?"
N'Kanna stopped and took a hesitant step forward. "I'm sorry," he said, holding out a hand. "You're my friend, I trust you, I was just surprised."
Lai'iya looked at N'Kanna's outstretched hand and considered it. Then she slapped it away and took a single step towards him.
Chirp!
"Chirp yourself, otter! I wanna chase you for once!"
N'Kanna looked at his hand, then at her. He backed away, his eyes wide with terror, but a slight smile played over his muzzle that he couldn't quite suppress.
"No, you're scaring me! This isn't like you, stop it!"
Lai'iya growled at him and took another menacing step.
"Don't, you're my friend, I don't like this! You're scaring me, Lai!"
The rabbit girl hissed and reached for his throat. With a final, desperate chirp, N'Kanna turned and ran down the river shore.
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"Hey," said one otter to another, as they swam together nearby, "why's Lai so mad at 'Kanna?"
"Why doesn't he just jump into the river?" said the other.
"Oh, I know," said the first. "They're playing tag!"
"That must be it," said the second. "I wonder if Lai knows that we can't run very long in summer or we'll get too hot."
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N'Kanna looked longingly at the cool river as he pelted down the muddy shore. His ears and nose were getting pink and he was starting to stumble every few steps. But looking back he saw that Lai'iya wasn't even breathing hard, or catching up at all. He looked at the river again. Then he looked at the bank; it was getting steeper. He ran up to it and tried to climb. Lai'iya was on him in a flash! She grabbed his arm and twisted it hard behind him. He squeaked in pain and slid down the bank. He pulled his arm up in front and tried to climb again, hauling Lai'iya with him; she yanked it back with all her might. N'Kanna stopped struggling; he whimpered with fear instead. Lai'iya grabbed his tail and twisted it.
"Quit struggling," she growled, "or I'll break it!"
"Don't, don't," N'Kanna whimpered. "Not my tail, please, I'll be good! Not my tail!"
"Promise you'll do what I say!" she snarled, twisting hard enough that he tensed his tail to keep it from twisting further.
"I promise!" he sobbed. "I'll do anything, anything you say!"
"And let me do anything I like?"
"I'll be good," he whimpered.
Lai'iya grabbed him by the shoulders and turned him around roughly to face her. She smiled triumphantly at him. Then, noticing a scent in the air, she glanced down. His otterhood had slid out of its fold and was coming to rigid attention. Her smile grew to a shit-eating, buck-toothed grin as she looked him in the eye again.
"You're mine, otter!" she sneered. "All mine!"
N'Kanna moaned; his eyes closed, his mouth opened in silent agony, and his head turned up and away. This exposed his throat; Lai'iya bit it, pinching the skin between her broad, upper teeth and sharp lowers -- bore down -- smelled blood slowly welling. She licked the wound greedily. Then she stopped, grimaced at the taste and spat.
"Lai," he whined.
She looked down; his pole was quivering with his heartbeat, dark and swollen tight against its skin. She gazed at it for a moment, impressed with the erection. Then she looked back at his face. He was still looking away in terror, but his eyes were turned towards her. She leered at him again. She grabbed his lower jaw and twisted his face down to hers.
"Say, kiss me," she growled.
"K-k..." He took a deep breath, his lower lip quivering. "Kiss me."
She kissed him savagely, biting at his open mouth and thrusting her tongue as deep as she could towards the back of his throat. He opened his mouth as wide as he could to let her possess it. She sucked and bit his tongue as if she'd take the very air from his lungs. Finally she let go, but only to hold his lower lip between her teeth as he gasped for air.
"Now," she growled, "say, I want you."
"I... I want you!"
She let go of his lip. "Beg me for it!"
"Please," he whimpered. "Please... f-f..." He swallowed hard. "Please f-fuck me! F-fuck me hard!"
Her gin broadened in joy. She rested both hands encouragingly on his shoulders and pressed her fingers into the tension she found there.
"Fuck you?" she said, astonished. "Don't you mean play with you? Share your body? You don't really mean fuck you?"
He hung his head and nodded.
"Don't nod at me! Say it again!"
"I want you to fuck me," he whispered, miserably, "and be rough!"
She lifted his head to her face again and leered enthusiastically.
"How rough?"
"As rough as you want."
"Oh, I will be, otter boy," she murred, as she took his hard organ in one hand and lifted it to her pussy. "I will be!"
She eased the hot shaft between her wet lips. She wrapped one arm around N'Kanna's shoulder and the other around his waist. Then, guiding his hips away from the river bank, she wrapped one leg under his tail. She pressed herself against his hard, sleek body and bit the back of his neck.
Then she started humping. She took short, hard strokes, keeping him deep inside her, bearing down on the thrusts and easing up on the returns, pumping her copious juices out onto the ground. He took her in his arms and held on tight, moaning in fear and lust and helpless despair.
"Fuck back," she commanded.
N'Kanna started counter-thrusting, arching his hips into her. He lowered his hands to her hips, steadying her as he pulled her even harder on her thrusts. Soon she was moaning as well, snarling and growling as she pounded her damp clit against his pelvis. After a while she eased off; put a hand between their hips and pushed, making him stop. She looked into his eyes, her nose pad and inside ears pink with exertion.
"D'you like this?" she asked.
He tried to thrust again in reply, but she pushed back and made him stop.
"Tell me you like it this way."
"I like it, Lai," he panted. "I like you treating me rough."
"Ask me to suck you off!"
"Suck me off, Lai. Please, I want your mouth!"
"You like it when I suck you, huh?"
He nodded.
"D'you want me to bite?"
"Anything, anything you want." In an urgent whisper, he added, "Only you'd better hurry!"
"What?"
N'Kanna stared at her, desperation in his eyes. He was carefully biting his tongue and whimpering under his breath. Lai'iya's eyes opened wide in realization and she knelt quickly.
"That was fast," she muttered.
Lai'iya took N'Kanna's otterhood in her hand. Pre-cum was oozing over his glans and his shaft throbbed under her fingers. Quickly she brought it up to her face. But as she opened her mouth, N'Kanna looked up with his eyes closed tight as if in pain... and yowled. Spurt after spurt of otter cream lathered Lai'iya's face. She turned her head blindly in every direction and succeeded in soaking her features quite thoroughly with N'Kanna's cum. At last the smelly barrage subsided. N'Kanna leaned back against the river bank, taking deep, grateful breaths. He looked down at Lai'iya. Her brow was furrowed with annoyance, but her mouth was set in resignation and her facial fur was dripping with yellow-white semen. Without looking up at him, she licked his otterhood clean before it retreated into its fold.
When it had, N'Kanna knelt down with her. Spent as he felt, he had to suppress a fit of giggles from looking at her.
"You think it's funny?"
"It's the look on your face," he chuckled, "you look so silly! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do that to you. Hold still, I'll clean it off."
"It won't lick out, you know. I'll have to shampoo my face."
"I'll do that if you like. I should lick up the drips though, or it'll drip all over you. Try not to move too much."
Lai'iya kept still while N'Kanna began to lick and suck his own cream off of her face.
"You couldn't have held on for another few heart beats," she muttered.
"My heart was beating so fast, though," he replied, between slurps. "I've never been that excited before, except maybe our first time. Close your eyes while I clean there."
"And I suppose this makes you horny again."
"Huh? No, not really." He chuckled. "It was kind of a waste, wasn't it? I mean, it would've been even better for me if you'd been sucking while I came. (Oh yeah, thanks for cleaning me!) And I guess you'd have liked it better if I'd come into you. Instead I just made a mess."
"Morraw thinks it's a real turn-on cumming on my face."
Chirp? N'Kanna stared at her, astonished.
"That's the second time today I made you do that, you know."
The otter giggled and licked semen from the other side of her face.
"I guess it's a cat thing," he said, between licks.
"Well any way, you're better at pretending you're scared than mad."
N'Kanna paused. "I wasn't pretending," he said. "You're scary when you're mad!"
"Really?"
He took a few more thoughtful licks. "It was hard trusting you and letting you be rough. A couple of times I panicked and almost swam for it!"
"Yeah, like you could've gotten away with me hold you!"
N'Kanna opened his mouth to speak, but his face fell and he looked away instead. He put his hand to his mouth. Lai'iya tried to speak just as he did; she grimaced in frustration as he looked down again. Then he shook his head no and put his hands under her arms, spread his fingers wide and gripped tightly. He stood, lifting Lai'iya squealing into the air. He straightened his arms and hoisted her easily as high as he could reach. She looked down on him in astonished indignation as he gazed sheepishly back.
"'Cause otters swim all the time," he said, before she asked. "I coulda got away any time."
"Well why didn'cha!" she snapped back.
He lowered her knees to his stomach, then put an arm under her tail and held her close.
"'Cause you're my friend! And... 'n you were having so much fun, and... and..." His muzzle split in a wide grin. "It's kinda embarrassing, but it was an incredible turn on! I didn't like being scared, especially not by you, you're my friend and I really, really don't like thinking of you that way... but..."
"'Kanna..."
"...but I couldn't believe how hard I felt! And when I was in you it was so..."
"'Kanna, put me down!"
"Do I have to? Can't we have a cuddle first?"
"I want down," she said, sternly, "now!"
N'Kanna's face fell, but he smiled again as he set her down.
"Okay, you liked it," Lai'iya said. "But do you want me to do it again?"
The otter's face fell and he looked away in thought. "I dunno, Lai. I didn't like it being hard to keep trusting you... but you didn't betray me, even though you scared me. And I did come harder than I ever have and that was so good..."
Suddenly, he grabbed Lai'iya's nipples and pinched until she cried out.
"Tag! You're it!" he cried, and he ran down the muddy shore with the rabbit in hot pursuit.
"You dumb otter!" she screamed. "You're gonna pay for that!"
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