Good Morning
YCH art done by https://www.furaffinity.net/user/tiwwas .
Warmth swept over the building, golden rays of dawn sending the sandstone glittering in the early morning light. The chilly air of the desert night was slow to fade away, still clinging to those who milled about. Being one of the taller buildings, the tower portion of the library was among those that always caught the first glimpses of light and warmth. Motes of sand and dust danced through the soft rays that filtered through the gauzy curtains of the tower.
Bleary green eyes blinked slowly, watching the light morning breeze play with the curtains and the sand specks. Shifting slightly, Mo’s lips spread in a sleepy grin as she snuggled closer to the leopard beside her. Sleeping in the nook of the library wasn’t something she did often, but the guilty pleasure of it was hard to resist, more so when Kopa was involved.
The serval looked at the feline beside her, sprawled out and still very much asleep. Her soft chuckle was lazy as her eyes traveled along the full length of him, stopping when they reached the soft fur of his sheath. The scent of last night still lingered in the air, their shared musk sending shivers of warmth through her. Moving a hand-paw to trail down the lean-muscled form of her partner lightly, Mo grinned as shivers fluttered along his fur. Kopa shifted in his sleep, a paw lifting to bat at his chest.
Flashes of last night flickered through her mind, the tangle of their bodies, the heat of Kopa’s breath on her neck, breasts, and between her legs. Her fur ruffled as shivers raced down her spine, pooling heat in her core. Crawling out of the cocoon of pillows, Mo shifted to kneel between the sleeping leopards' legs.
Bending down, the serval let her muzzle nestle against the soft fur above his balls, breathing in their combined scents. Slowly, she moved up, leaving soft kisses as she went. Her breath was heavy as she lingered over him, slowly lowering her lips to kiss the opening of his sheath. Mo hummed slightly, flicking her tongue out to gently probe the opening. Glancing up, she grinned as she watched Kopa’s paws knead against his chest and the pillows beneath him. She worked slowly, savoring their combined tastes as her tongue dipped into the softness of his sheath.
Groaning softly, Mo dipped her tongue in again, lapping at the opening hungrily. Her right hand-paw rose to gently wrap around the base of the sheath, squeezing lightly as she felt him twitch. Dipping her tongue in again, the serval swirled it around the tip of his quickly growing shaft. Savoring the warmth that met her lips she probed again and again, relishing the feeling of her tongue catching softly against his barbs. She couldn’t hold in the groan that rumbled in her chest, lips pulled into a slight smile as she felt his shaft twitch in response to the sound.
Using her other hand-paw, Mo splayed her fingers around the curve of his hip, her thumb rubbing small circles in the sensitive crease. Glancing up, her gaze tangled with his sleep-heavy blue eyes. A wide drowsy grin spread over Kopa’s face as he watched the serval between his legs. The feeling of his hand-paw as he moved it to cup her cheek brought another hum rolling through her. Parting from his sheath, Mo smiled at Kopa as she partially rose to stretch herself in the sunlight.
“Good morning.”