Zara 8
#11 of Leisure Writing
If I haven't drilled in the fact that this is just something I wished happen to me enough, then this little section may make it blatantly obvious. X3 Yiff to be had next.
"'Zara?'" Gwen asked softly, making his back tense up, "'Is everything ok?'"
"...Mmhm," he replied, remaining as still as a statue, Gwen lightly brushed her fingertip against the back of his ear, making him sigh out in a light moan. He tensed again, struggling to keep himself contained.
"'Zara...'" she went on, "'there's...really no point in hiding it, you know. It's not like I can't feel what's going on down there.'" Zara's heart thudded, and his cock throbbed hard. He scrunched his eyes closed as he tried to fight against these feelings, He felt Gwen remove herself from his neck and sit up. Soon, he felt her breaths tickle his fur. He jolted and snapped his eyes open as he felt her hand gently cup his muzzle. Through the darkness, he could see her concerned look which gave him a sense that she was also fairly tense. "'Zara,'" she whispered, "'you don't need to hide the fact that you're aroused because...well...I'm fairly aroused myself...'"
Zara.exe has crashed.
Gwen bit her lip and looked down the sheets. "'You know...'" she said, "'we don't have to lay here with the both of us hot and bothered. We could always...help each other out...'"
Total system failure. Seek out a Zara specialist for further assistance.
"'Y-you know Zara,'" she went on, "'I've...actually found you quite attractive. I'm...not much for males, but you always did look rather feminine to me...'" She looked back at him and gazed into his eyes. "'So...what do you say?'" Zara blanked out for a minute as he fished around for things to say.
"...I'm a virgin," he replied unintelligibly, making Gwen giggle softly.
"'That's ok,'" she replied, "'I'm not, so I can be on top if you prefer.'" Zara gulped, a shiver running down his spine. He let out a soft, involuntary moan as he felt Gwen's hands trail down his side, resting at his thigh. "'So...is that a yes?'" Zara had no idea how to respond. If he said yes, would he look too excited? Would he make himself look more like some sex-craving perv for accepting? But he knew he wanted it; his dick was telling him that much.
"...B...but, what if I get you pregnant?" he asked in concern. Though he had just been fishing for a more passive form of a "yes," it was a legitimate concern he had. Gwen paused thoughtfully before answering.
"'I wouldn't worry about it,'" she began, "'I remember in one of my classes that female morphs can only be impregnated when in heat. And I'm not, so...we should be safe.'" Zara nodded dumbly in response. He really wanted it, but he didn't want to just blurt out a yes. So instead, he timidly placed his paw on her hand and gently squeezed it. Gwen glanced down at her hand and smiled. Squeezing his thigh again, she leaned back in and nuzzled her head against his neck. He mewled out softly as he felt her rub up against him.