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Melissa sat inside her little city apartment, feeling increasingly restless. Sure, it was a very nice little apartment, paid for by her well-off father, but right now the red panda wanted to be doing almost anything but sitting inside it. She was, as it happened, going into heat again, which left her hopelessly needy for any males nearby. Her parents' advice, the last couple of times when it'd happened and she still lived at home, had been “just find yourself a nice red panda boy who makes a good salary and settle down with him" as a cure-all for her heats. Well, it wasn't as if that didn't work, but the problem was that it wasn't what she wanted.

One: She wasn't ready to settle down yet. A pregnancy was one thing, if it happened; her parents had the money to pay for a babysitter, and she was bound to inherit all that money eventually. But marriage, and settling down? She was college aged. Melissa wanted to party, to make bad decisions like every other woman her age.

Two: The last time she tried to get with a male red panda her own age, it'd been an absolute drama-fest of parents fighting about weddings – his parents wanted it immediately and in their native country – and dynasties – her parents in turn were very insistent that her family name was kept – and so on, and so on, and for all the bluster about how fantastic their son was, it turned out that he sucked in bed, completely lacking enthusiasm and skill. So, for the moment, she was done with her own species. Maybe one day.

Three: When in heat, she really wanted much more feral and aggressive sex then anything gentle and loving. She wanted to feel like a wild animal, and in turn drive her partner of the moment wild with her scent. Or, if they weren't receptive to her heat-scent, then the sight of her body.

The problem was that right now she had nobody at all to take care of her heat, and as such, she had already gone through several double batteries on her magic wand and dildo, trying – as always, in vain – to take care of her growing needs. Oh, she came alright, and the towels she put down on her bed for those sessions of self-love were almost soaked through, but it didn't take the edge off. Masturbating when in heat was like trying to relax by drinking more coffee, or maybe like trying to cool off by going for a jog. It didn't work. There was only one thing that did: cock.

Melissa had often wondered what part of her body, exactly, knew that she had a real cock inside her. Maybe it was just the cum, the risky bit that was likely to leave her belly swelling eventually, if she kept letting the boys put it inside her. But regardless of what it was, it was what she needed, and she wanted it from someone who she knew wouldn't brag, was old and mature enough to be good in bed, and most importantly, someone who would never end up getting involved in her family drama.

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Josh returned from taking out the trash. His whole body was still sore from another long night at the foundry the day – or rather, night – before, to the point that he'd had to call in sick just to have a little more time to recuperate between sessions. It was heavy work. Well-paid, yes, but it left him worn out and tired most of the time.

Today, though, he'd be doing something fun instead. Maybe he'd go to the zoo. Maybe a museum. Maybe he'd just immerse himself in his favorite books and then do nothing except order food while mentally exploring some alien world. Or better yet, maybe he'd learn something. The point was that he wouldn't be working, which, for once, left him with a chance to do something fun, something increasingly rare in busy modern-day society.

He paused in the hallway for a moment, having the feeling that he was being watched. It wasn't unusual, really, with every door having peepholes. One of the downsides of living in an apartment building; you were never really alone, and much less did you have any sort of privacy except when actually inside your own little space. One of the upsides was that there was always the feeling of life around you. The lack of solitude cut both ways. It was nice to think about – and sometimes, smell – what your neighbors might be making for dinner, and the like.

Today, though, it wasn't the scent of food that lingered in the air. It was something else, tangy and spicy. Josh, though human, had been with a furry once – a vixen who he hadn't seen in a while now – and he almost felt like he recognized the scent as just that. The wonderful fragrance of a beast-woman in heat. But it wasn't quite that either, at least not a vixen or anything of the sort.

Ah, it was none of his business, really. Josh sighed, took a deep breath, glanced out of the hallway window at the rainy city outside, and then headed back inside his apartment for a long session of the kind of fun all his acquaintances at the foundry shunned in favor of constant partying.

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“Goddammit," Melissa growled. She had been seconds from pouncing when Josh closed his door. She'd seen the human with a vixen before, so she knew he didn't have any qualms about different species, so it was him who she had decided to target as a potential lover.

Was she nosy? Well, yes, but it was hard not to be nosy when living in a city apartment. It took effort to not hear her neighbors moaning, or to smell whoever they'd taken home last night, especially with the sensitive nose of a red panda. But nosy or not, today her nose had pointed her at exactly the partner she needed; a plain human, and one that seemed like a bit of a loner at that. Someone who her parents would never learn about, and he probably wouldn't tell.

The question was just whether she could seduce him or not. Sometimes, humans had hangups about specific species. Other times, they were completely impervious to her advances. Some of them didn't even recognize the spicy perfume surrounding her that'd drive any male red pandas wild with desire almost instantly. Humans, from what she'd heard, never went into heat all, which made her wonder how exactly they knew when to mate. Maybe it was a visual thing, she reasoned, but to do anything at all, visual or not, she'd have to figure out a way to talk to Josh – at least, she thought that was his name – first.

Well, if not right away, at least it gave her an opportunity to get dressed up. A tight red dress should do it. If there was one thing Melissa knew with absolute certainty, it was that human men loved breasts, and this one really hugged her chest snugly, even leaving her nipples subtly outlined in the thin fabric. It was the kind of garment that really begged for attention, and more. She slipped off her panties while changing, ensuring that her scent could spread freely, and if things went as planned, she wouldn't need panties anyway.

A quick spritz of her favorite perfume of jasmine and rose water, and she was ready. She would figure out a plan in the steps between her apartment and Josh's.

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Josh was, as usual, completely absorbed in a book, this one about the history of the city he found himself living in. It was dry stuff, mostly, but it was still a somewhat fascinating look into how the people of the area lived throughout the ages. Apparently, the steel industry had been here almost since steel was invented, led by a man called-

-the doorbell rang. Josh stumbled out of bed and quickly pulled on the pants he never wore to bed, quickly making his way to the front door. A quick glance through the peephole revealed… his neighbor?

Josh opened the door to greet her.

“Um, hi," Melissa stuttered, suddenly terrible unsure of herself for a split second, before regaining her confidence just a moment later. “Would you be available to help me move some furniture?"

“Oh, I mean, I guess I could be?" Josh replied. He was a little frustrated about being interrupted while reading, but at the same time, he had never been one who minded helping beautiful women, and the red panda was definitely a looker.

A character flaw? Maybe. But it made him happy to see women like her happy, and as such, he didn't mind having his muscles taken advantage of a little. God knew the foundry already did that, which was why he was so strong already.

“What kind of furniture?" he asked, and Melissa had to quickly improvise to not give away her true intentions. Really, she'd have preferred Josh pulling her into his apartment and fucking her rough against a wall, but asking for that was decidedly un-ladylike.

“Um, the so- the- the b- sofa! I wanted to switch which wall the sofa is against, because glare!" she stuttered. All of that was actually true, but she had forgotten that she wanted to do it. Thankfully, she had remembered now, so Josh's efforts wouldn't all be wasted even if she didn't succeed at seducing him.

“Well, okay, sure. I can help, I just hope you've unplugged your TV already," Josh replied.

“N-not yet, but I'm gonna… gonna go do it, you know where I live so see you in just a second!" Melissa squeaked, while scolding herself mentally for not preparing at least a little bit better.

She dashed back into her apartment and yanked out the cord to the TV just in time for Josh to arrive. He paused as he entered her place, taking in the scent and décor. Her style seemed to be a kind of fusion between western and eastern ideas, with lots of bright reds to match her fur, but equally, quite a bit more mundane stuff, like the plain black and rather minimalist couch.

There was that sweet scent in the air again, too, Josh realized. Was it the panda, or was it some sort of incense she had been burning? It was pleasing to his nose, but he couldn't pinpoint it. But it smelled interesting, the kind of scent that, if it wasn't in someone else's apartment, he might've tried to figure out the source of.

But right now, he had a sofa to move.

“So where do you want it?" he asked, stretching his arms and legs a little.

“If you could switch the TV table and the sofa…?" the panda suggested, and Josh got to work.

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Really, what Melissa really hoped for was that Josh would've already started fucking her, but while she had seen his nostrils flare, it didn't seem as if the human was quite as receptive to her scent as her own kind were. That made things a little harder, and being relatively modest, the human also wasn't looking at her chest for long to get the hint from that end of things.

Still, it gave her a few minutes to watch Josh work. He looked so attractive with his furless skin, the way she could see every muscle tense and then relax as he grunted, lifting the sofa as much as he could and utilizing his entire body to do so. The way a thin film of sweat soon covered his body. Melissa sometimes wondered if she just had a fetish for humans, or if she was blessed with a much wider range of appetites than the average.

Either way, she was definitely into what she was seeing, admiring the human. Soon enough, he was done, and the TV table and the sofa had indeed been switched around.

“Think that's good enough?" he asked.

“It's almost good," she smiled in turn. “Just, if you could pull it just a little ways to the left," the panda told him, while trying to subtle tug up her dress, not enough to reveal anything but hopefully enough to really let him catch a whiff of her.

God, she really wasn't used to having to actively seduce men, usually the pheromones did all the work, as they usually did for beastfolk of both genders, but these human noses seemed to be almost completely insensate! She bit her lip, trying to figure out a more forward way of telling him what she wanted that wasn't quite as gauche as just getting naked and spreading her legs.

Josh pulled the sofa a few centimeters to the side. “Like that?" he asked, between grunts of exertion.

Melissa nodded. Maybe she should just get naked. “Sure is a hot day," she tried.

“Yeah," Josh replied. “Humid as hell too. Not a great day for this," he added with a little chuckle, which immediately made Melissa feel guilty.

She gave her approval, but as she did, Josh immediately gave her a thumbs-up, wiped his forehead and turned to leave! He, apparently, felt like the red panda didn't want him here for longer than necessary, which was the opposite of what she wanted!

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“Hey, hey, hey, how about you stay over for a snack? A drink maybe?" she called out. “Let's head to the kitchen and see what we have."

Josh stopped dead in his tracks. Then, he turned around. “I guess we could?" he asked, sounding surprised that the woman – young enough to be his daughter, on that note, though clearly an adult – actually wanted his company. Maybe I've just been alone for too long, he told himself. Or maybe she's just feeling chatty. Doesn't have to mean anything.

Oh, he was fiercely attracted to the curvy, fire-red panda. She was just about the most attractive thing Josh had ever seen, he just didn't show that desire, for fear that it might creep her out. He had always preferred beastfolk to humans. They were not only hotter, but much more in touch with their desires without half the tedious deceit that humans always employed in every single relationship.

In other words, with her showing interest, Josh was more than happy to spend some time with her. For a drink, or a snack, or really for anything. She could've asked to spend time together cleaning her fridge and he would've probably agreed.

“Let's see here," the red panda chirped, and then, summoning all of her horniness and courage, bent over to pretend to pick something from the fridge, giving Josh a plain view of her bare pussy under her dress. She could practically feel his sudden focus on her privates, and the exhibitionism of it left her wet.

She could only hope that the human liked what he was seeing. After all, it was entirely possible that he was-

-Melissa let out a loud squeak as she felt a pair of rough hands push her dress further up. Josh was, perhaps, a little unsure of when he was being flirted with, but he wasn't blind, and the panda's desire was obvious. And if she was going to show herself off like that to invite him, well, he wasn't going to turn that down.

“Someone's all wet already," he rumbled, a finger swiping along the slippery, feminine groove of her lips, gently pushing against them.

“I'm in heat," the panda whispered in response, and her whole mound twitched against Josh's touch. “Don't make me feel bad about it."

“Oh, I wouldn't dream of it. It only makes you look more beautiful," Josh smiled. He left out the part where it also made him want to fuck her like a ragdoll; that was better left for the second session. And then, he thrust a finger into her, quickly followed by another as the red panda's body clutched them both warmly and wetly. Melissa was already squirming, but she managed to shuffle over to the counters while slamming the fridge closed.

If there was one thing Josh loved more than furries in general, it had to be furries in heat. As uninhibited as beastfolk could be, they became completely ravenous when in season, their enthusiasm unmatched by just about anyone.

Josh curled his fingers inside her tight, wet sex, curling them towards her front in an attempt to find her g-spot, while her juices, warm and plentiful, drooled out around his intruding digits. She felt, well, very sexy, and very good, already thrusting her hindquarters back against Josh's touch. His rough, calloused fingers felt amazing inside her, but gods, it wasn't nearly enough. She needed more. She needed that one part of Josh's body that no proper lady, especially from an affluent family, could ever ask for.

The human's fingers pistoned in and out of her. Melissa was already beyond ready for the main event, but her lover wasn't in much of a hurry. He took his sweet time teasing her, gently tracing those rough digits over her clit, cupping her entire mound in his palm and kneading in a way that just about instantly drove her completely mad with desire, squirming and having to fight the urge to claw at her expensive countertop.

“Mm. I think you're ready, aren't you?" Josh teased, slowly sliding his fingers out of her soaked embrace. He took a moment to admire her. The red panda looked beautiful with her wetness visibly drooling from her puffy little pussy. It was the kind of invitation that just about no straight man could ever resist, and Josh didn't plan to, either. He pushed Melissa a little higher up on the kitchen counters, enough so that she was hanging over them comfortably – or comfortably enough at least – while forks and plates were carelessly pushed out of the way.

Then he took his position behind her. Melissa shuddered, hearing the human undo his belt and then the zipper of his jeans. It all sounded like sweet music to her, just like his heavy breathing. She felt like a void, a hot and wet emptiness, that encompassed all of her. She was wildly flagging with her tail already, as if signaling her readiness with instincts and reflexes that the human would never understand.

But at this point, he didn't need to understand. They both knew what they wanted, and the shared mammalian urges coiling around both of their minds left little to debate.

Josh pushed his erect cock against Melissa's weeping folds. She felt burning hot to the touch, almost enough to make him recoil, but that was, he reminded himself, just how furries in heat felt. It was almost a literal fever, only calming down once they'd gotten what they wanted… or someone managed to resist getting bred. The latter option was hardly on the table.

He swiped his glans up and down along her entrance, and by now, Melissa was begging for it, half in inarticulate whimpers and squeals, and half in words like “please" and “fuck me already".

He squeezed her round ass, and his thumbs dipped lower to spread her sex wide, casting one last longing look at the alluring pinkness of it, before pushing harder, just enough for the crown of his cock to slip into her. The two moaned as one at that most natural and most thrilling of sensations. The naked, natural feeling of it all was a drug almost beyond understanding. And on the less cerebral level, it just felt amazing. For her, how Josh's girth spread her open, seemingly scratching every heated itch inside her by just being inside her. And for him, how her wet, silken walls squeezed lovingly around his shaft, already trying to tease him into orgasm.

But it'd be a while yet. He put a little more pressure against Melissa's hips and slid an inch or so deeper into that scalding, carnal embrace. He let out a gasping, hissing breath from between clenched teeth. It had been a while, and he had almost forgotten just how good it felt to bury himself inside a woman. Well, all those memories came rushing back now that her arousal coated his cock, leaving the penetration itself slick and smooth.

“You feel amazing," he grunted.

Melissa was moaning and squirming, trying to get Josh's cock deeper inside herself. Already her juices were pooling on the floor and soaking Josh's crotch and the pants he had pulled down, but he didn't care either. Sex was messy and dirty, and showers were invented for reason. Though human, he was still just an animal at heart, just like furries, and tonight he wanted to just coat himself in the scent of the receptive female he was buried inside of.

Finally, the human was all the way inside her. He held himself there for a quiet little moment, not that the heat-struck red panda needed any time to adjust. It was more a matter of teasing her, letting her enjoy the sensation of being full before adding that carnal friction that'd quickly drive her completely feral with need.

Well, and it'd help him not cum too quickly, by giving himself a breather to get used to the sloppy-wet squeeze engulfing his manhood. She truly did feel fantastic, and a younger man might've been pulled over the edge already.

Soon enough, though, the urges to continue were already gnawing at every muscle in his body. Melissa was still quietly begging for it, so there was no reason to really hold back, and Josh began to fuck her in earnest. He struck a slow pace at first, relishing that sloppy, warm embrace, and almost equally enjoying her half-animalistic moans and growls.

As for Melissa, she was already in heaven. Well, halfway there, at least; every thrust heightened the roaring wildfire of pleasure that her body had become, driving her deeper into frenzied, almost savage lust. Inevitably, she would need more. That was how a heat worked; the more you teased it, the stronger it got, until your body finally got what it wanted, namely a healthy load of life-giving and belly-swelling seed deposited in the only place it truly belonged.

Yes, her chance of getting pregnant was small, but it existed. In a clearer state of mind, she might've taken precautions, but Melissa and Josh were far past that point now, their bodies moving in perfect harmony, thrust after thrust leaving the panda sliding back and forth on the kitchen counter, her claws digging into it and the wall to brace and give the human more leverage to fuck her, harder.

Josh's thrusts inevitably grew more urgent, and he could feel the wicked wetness of Melissa's arousal slowly but surely building up around his cock, her body only gripping it tighter, urging him on. The smell of their combined lust filled the room, a heady aroma that only served to further fuel the insatiable fire that raged inside him. He could hear air escaping her sex with each thrust, but that awkwardness was just part of what sex was, he didn't care. All that mattered was their mutual pleasure.

And Melissa was only too happy to oblige him; after all, she wanted exactly the same thing. The intensity of the desire coursing through her was unlike anything she had ever experienced, and she could feel herself getting closer and closer to that elusive peak. Each thrust ignited a fresh wave of pleasure, a fire that consumed her, leaving her begging for more. As their bodies moved together in jagged but natural rhythm, the sounds of their passion filled the small kitchen. The rhythmic smack of sweaty skin against soaked fur, the wet slurping noises as he slid into her again and again, and the husky, desperate moans that escaped their lips.

Josh slipped out. With a growl, he guided himself back in. Too excited, he was getting too into it, his own mind threatening to give in under the red panda's enthusiasm. He was thrusting more like a dog or a stallion than a human, now, ragged and rapid thrusts with little coordination, chasing that same peak Melissa was already approaching, or even already at. It was hard to tell. Everything was hazy, constant pleasure, and he almost couldn't tell where his body even ended and where Melissa's began. It was all sodden, heated mess.

All he really knew, at that point, with all the blood having escaped his brain to fill his cock instead, was that he wanted to breed the goddess underneath him. He wanted to bury himself balls-deep inside her and he wanted to inseminate her. And again, Melissa, held by the exact same iron grip of instinct, wanted exactly the same. She struggled to even draw breath, except when Josh slipped out – and even then, she only breathed in enough to beg him to continue – with how close she was.

With each breathtaking thrust, her climax drew closer. Almost, almost… she could feel her orgasm already coiling up inside her, that inevitability of sweet relief like a mirage before her, overwhelming pleasure that she could almost reach out and touch. Her body stiffened, more dishes and utensils clattering off the countertop as she braced herself for the finale of their carnal dance. A few more thrusts, and-

-Josh felt her first, hard clench. It felt different than the intentional ones from earlier. There was such an orgasmic need to it, and the red panda's breathless moan betrayed her climax again. Josh felt an instant squirt of heat against his naked legs as the red panda came, groaning in shameless joy and rather unaware that she was soaking the human in her juices. It only turned Josh on more, though, and he kept fucking her hard and steady for as long as he could, letting her ride out her orgasm wrapped around his cock. But, as was always the case, it was impossible for most men to resist that sweet, needy clenching for long. The moment he felt Melissa relax, he started to race towards his own climax, with no more reasons to hold back. Not that he could, his balls ached to the point where they felt like they were about to burst if he didn't empty them.

His last few thrusts were frantic, his hands while-knuckled with how hard he held onto Melissa's hips, to keep himself from slipping out or her from squirming off the countertop in the throes of passion. He let out a choked-sounding grunt as he passed the point of no return, his body finally giving in to the persistent, orgasmic milking of Melissa's sex around it. Josh kept fucking her until the very last second, teetering just on the edge of climax, before he couldn't any longer, and hilted himself deep inside the red panda, all the way inside, embracing the orgasm that'd been building for several minutes now.

And it was powerful. His entire body quaked as he throbbed heavily in Melissa's depths, just as nature meant him to, bar perhaps for the mismatched species. Then, he filled her, another gush of cum pumping into her with each shivering twitch of Josh's hips.

What really amazed him, every time, was how natural it felt.

Melissa felt his cock jerk even through her orgasmic pleasure. It was always subtle, but at the same time, it left her breathless, just knowing that a male was seeding her. Especially a male who wasn't even of her own species! It was, maybe, a small act of rebellion against her parents, letting someone else fuck her like this, bare and natural, but that only sharpened the intense sexual high of it. She pushed back, of course, wanting to feel the heavy balls that were filling her, and also to ensure that none of Josh's climax was wasted.

In reality, of course, despite her best intentions, plenty was already oozing down her thighs, and then her legs. She couldn't clench hard to stop that, and Josh had no knot to plug her up, but that was fine. She didn't care, or really, notice. She was happy simply cumming and letting him cum inside her. And her fine red dress, now stained with their mixed fluids, was easy enough to toss in for a gentle washing cycle.

Their mutual climax soon ebbed, leaving them tangled up against the kitchen counter. The whole kitchen smelled of sex – cum, pussy, sweat, and animal musk – and for a moment, the only sound they could hear was each other's panting.

“Hope you liked that," Melissa finally whispered. She still sounded far too self-conscious for someone who had just gotten thoroughly rutted.

“I loved it," Josh replied. He wasn't really going soft, either. Not yet. Something about her enthusiasm had him feeling like a teenager again… which was good, because he got the feeling that she wouldn't be satisfied after just one session. And indeed, Melissa wasn't. His cum had soothed her heat, but only a little; it'd take more to quench it entirely, and even then, her body would need a while to fully register what had happened. Until then, she'd be deeply needy and relying on Josh to help her.

It was a role he accepted with pride.

After the first time, Josh carried Melissa to her bed. Then he fucked her again, and then she rode him, and after the third time he was quite thoroughly spent, needing a good night's rest no matter how much he wished he didn't. Still, Melissa seemed pretty satisfied, churring happily as she snuggled into him, with both ignoring the dripping mess below their waists. That was just how sex went, wasn't it?

“Stay here with me just this one night," Melissa sighed happily. “Then I'll let you go. Back to whatever it is you do."

“I work at a…" Josh began, put Melissa placed a finger against his lips. It wasn't important at the moment; nothing in the outside world was. Just their messy embrace and the little room they found themselves in. That was the entirety of existence, a cozy, erotic space, where neither needed to be anything but what their bodies told them to be.

They fell asleep like that not long after, with the human on his back and snoring, and the red panda curled up half on his muscular chest, snoring just as loudly, falling almost simultaneously into dreams repeating the last few hours. Though for Melissa, there was one addition that the oneiric phantasms saw fit to add.

She dreamt that she watched herself conceive in that moment she was pinned against the kitchen counter by the human. Specifically, the moment they both orgasmed almost as one and her body greedily drank the first potent load of his seed. She watched, with breathless dreamy excitement, as a sperm cell entered and fertilized her awaiting egg.

Oddly enough, that dream – because it was only a dream, wasn't it? – made her happy, rather than anxious, worried, or anything else, and she, just like Josh, slept peacefully all the way until the late hours of morning when the sun was already high in the sky.