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Other Earths, Axis City

Anthology of Short Stories

Central Earth - Dusk Pelt, Pt 3

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Laying down with his back on the mattress of Ben's bed, Kehler reveled in his young Human companion's attention. Ben's whispered words were filled with genuine awe and they sent a warmth spreading through Kehler's entire being when the young man spoke softly and plainly "You're... so beautiful."

The Panther let out a soft, contented sigh, his tail twitching gently against the mattress. "And you, my dear Ben, are a work of art. A masterpiece of kindness and passion."

He shifted slightly, extending a paw, his claws retracted, to gently rest on Ben's shoulder, a silent invitation for closer contact. He trusted the Human implicitly-- not something that the Dusk Pelt was prone to do. There was something about the young man though that made it easy to do so completely-- to let Ben explore him, to feel him, to savor him in whatever way the Human desired.

The gentle rhythm of Ben's touch, the soft rasp of the young man's fingers against his fur, was soothing and enticing at the same time. The scent of Ben, so intimately close, filled Kehler's senses, a comforting, intoxicating aroma that promised a night of tender exploration and shared intimacy. He found himself purring; he hadn't purred for anyone before Ben for as long as he could remember.

Kehler closed his eyes, lost in the soothing rhythm of Ben's touch until he felt the shift in weight. The Human's body settled on the mattress between the Panther's spread legs: a warm, welcome presence. The next thing Kehler heard was the soft click of a lubricant cap, followed by the distinct squeeze; the sounds registered faintly. A fleeting thought of his own fine oils crosseed Kehler's mind, quickly dismissed as Ben's magnificent palm settled over his still semi-hard erection.

The lubricant, already warmed by Ben's skin, transformed the sensation of the Human's soft strokes into something velvety and utterly enticing. Kehler smiled at the attention, pleased by his own thoughts: He's so considerate. So thoughtful.

Ben whispered a question laced with genuine concern. "Is... that okay? Not too cold?"

The quesation brought a soft smile to Kehler's muzzle. He opened his eyes, gazing down at the young man, his green eyes warm and filled with affection. When he responded, he did so with a low tone, a contented rumble accompanying the words. "Perfect, sweet cub. Absolutely perfect."

To illustrate his enjoyment, KJehler raised his paw to meet Ben's hand, encouraging the exquisite ministrations, smiling with the Human asked "Good... I really want you to enjoy this."

The gentle friction and the smooth glide of Ben's palm was a potent reminder of the pleasure that awaited them. He watched Ben's face, the concentration, and the tenderness; a profound sense of gratitude washed over the Panther. The Human, so kind, so attentive, was a true treasure. Smiling up at his companion, the Dusk Pelt winked. "No matter what we do together I am certain I will enjoy myself... this just happens to be quite the unique bonus."

Kehler's paw, which had been resting on Ben's hip, reached up, his claws retracted, to gently cup the back of the Human's head, pulling the Human closer, inviting a kiss. He wanted to experience the flavor of Ben anew, to feel the warmth of his lips, to deepen the connection that was rapidly becoming something far more profound than mere physical attraction. "Come... I wish to taste you again, cub."

Kehler could practically feel the Human's blush spread, a delightful warmth that promised deeper intimacy. The young man obediently complied, leaning down so that lips could meet muzzle even as the angle made it awkward, but the Panther didn't mind. Ben shifted as their tonugues entwined, climbing further onto him and making the exchange easier. The Human's weight settled comfortably onto Kehler's thighs, allowing for a proper, passionate kiss.

The sensation of Ben's furless, expressive lips against his own and the eager dart of the Human's tongue continued to fascinate and delight Kehler. The kiss deepened, a heady blend of taste, scent, and touch, utterly consuming him. Ben, as far as Kehler was concerned, was truly a marvel.

Lost in the moment, the Panther barely registered the movement in his lap until he felt Ben's free hand guides his erection upward into a warm, lubricated path. A sharp intake of breath from from the young man, a soft wheeze against his muzzle, then the incredible sensation of his slick, pointed shaft slipping into the Human. It was a snug, unbelievably warm fit, an experience that rocked Kehler to his core. A guttural groan escaped him; he didn't bother hiding the sound of pure, unadulterated bliss.

Ben also didn't hold back, his soft moan a breathy whisper of the Panther's name. "Ooohhh... Kehler..."

It was all the confirmation Kehler needed. He felt the Human's hips settle, a weight that anchored him and bound them together. The internal heat, the exquisite friction-- it was almost unbearable in its intensity. Kehler's hips instinctively started to buck, a slow, tentative thrust, testing the waters, seeking to deepen the connection. His arms tightened around Ben, pulling the young man even closer, wanting to feel every inch of their bodies pressed together. His Human didn't seem to mind in the least.

A low purr rumbled from Kehler's chest, growing in intensity with each subtle movement. The Panther had experienced sex on numerous occasions-- it was usually a great way to reduce stress and pass the time but with Ben it was something different; it was more than just physical; it felt like a communion, a profound merging of two souls. The young man knew him in a way that few others did and it made a great difference. When Kehler next spoke his voice was thick with emotion; he kept his eyes closed, not trusting himself not to choke up if he looked to the Human. "Ben... you feel... incredible..."

Kehler felt Ben's fingers entwine with his paw, a grounding touch amidst the surging pleasure. He opened his eyes to look at the Human when he heard the slightest wince, a fleeting flicker of discomfort, but it was quickly replaced by something else: a deep breath, an adjustment, and then Ben's eyes fluttered open. The gaze that meet his own was filled with warmth, adoration, and a raw, palpable desire that sent a shiver down Kehler's spine.

The Human's words were tantalizing in a way that transcended the pillow-talk the Panther was usedto. "Kehler... you're... really dang big..."

Ben's soft giggle following the confession delivered with a surprising lightness, sparked a wave of pride and affection in Kehler. The gentle shaking of the young man's body, the subtle undulations against his hilted member, was doing extraordinary things to the Panther, heightening the already intense sensations. Ben was so open, so honest, and so pure-- Kehler had no doubt that he would easily be able to get lost in the Human in every way that mattered, and love every minute of it.

He also realized that to do so could have unwanted results if he didn't keep Ben's wellbeing in mind. Giving the Human's thigh a gentle squeeze he raised his other paw to caress the young man's cheek. "Are you alright, cub? Do we need to slow down?"

The Human shook his head, cheeks reddening as he spoke softly, still moving his hips atop Kehler's. "No. I'm fine. It's... okay, Kehler. I'm okay. I... really want this-- you. I want... you."

Ben's raw declaration was a potent elixir, more intoxicating than any business deal Kehler has ever traded. It resonated deep within his soul, affirming the profound connection he feltl rarely had the Panther ever been more sure about anything. His purr deepened, a continuous, rumbling testament to his burgeoning feelings. "And I, my sweet, sweet Ben," Kehler rasped, his voice thick with emotion, eyes fixed on the Human's, "want nothing more than to lose myself in you."

Kehler's hips began to move with a more confident, rhythmic pace, responding to the silent invitation in Ben's gaze. He kept his movements gentle, deliberate, acutely aware of the Human's body, attuned to every subtle shift or sigh. His paws, still entwined with Ben's fingers, tighten their grip slightly, a silent promise that he was not about to let go. He leaned up, nuzzling into Ben's neck, tasting the salt of the young man's skin, inhaling the intoxicating scent of arousal and Ben's warmth.

The feeling of the Human's body wrapped around him, so tight, so willing, was a sensation Kehler would happily drown in. The world outside their intimate bubble ceased to exist; there was only Ben, and the exquisite, building pleasure of their shared dance. He continued to flutter from thought to thought, reveling in the moment as the intimacy, pleasure, and sensations only continued to grow.

Kehler grunted, a deep, guttural sound and Ben's gasp coincided with his latest thrust. The Human's sudden shift pulled the Panther up into an almost sitting position, making deep thrusts more challenging, yet Ben's simultaneous downward pressure and rolling hips created a mindblowing friction that kept the rhythm alive. The renewed kiss, urgent and demanding, was a powerful distraction and a taste of Ben's raw desire. Kehler was drunk with the realization: He's so eager, so hungry. I won't disappoint him.

The Human's arms wrapped around Kehler's torso, holding him tight as Ben alternated between desperate kisses, breathless moans, and sharp gasps. "Oh... fffffuck, Keh...ler... don't stop... ohhhh goooood!"

The words, ragged and desperate, were a potent aphrodisiac, fueling Kehler's own surging desire. The Panther's purr deepened into a vibrating growl, a primal sound of intense pleasure and burgeoning need. He adjusted his hips, finding the perfect angle to accommodate Ben's movements, pushing back with equal fervor as he nibbled on the Human's collarbone. "Never, my sweet Ben, not until you're completely satisfied."

His thighs flexed, anchoring his companion, allowing the Human to grind and roll against him, each movement sending exquisite waves of sensation through his buried member. The young man's insides stimulated the small spines on his member delightfully, driving him crazy with how perfect they fit together.

He pulled Ben even closer, his muzzle buried in the Human's neck, tasting the sweat, the musk, the raw essence of their shared passion. His tail thrashed back and forth, beating an irregular rhythm against the mattress, an audible testament to the intensity of the moment. He could feel Ben's internal muscles clenching and releasing, a delightful massage that threatened to push the Panther over the edge.

Kehler continued to move, a slow, deliberate grind, savoring every inch of the friction, every moan, every gasp from the Human above him. When Ben pushed down into his lap more powerfully the Panther's hips bucked upward, meeting the Human's downward pressure with a powerful, deliberate thrust that elicited another sharp gasp from the young man. Their union more than just sex; it was a primal dance, a merging of bodies and souls, a testament to the powerful, undeniable connection that Kehler had come to realize connected them.

The Panther watched as his ministrations caused Ben to clamp his eyes shut, the Human's moans growing in intensity, a symphony of escalating desire. He felt the grip of Ben's hands on his back fur, a powerful anchor against the rhythmic thrusts that were rapidly pushing them both towards an inevitable climax. The Human's low, almost rhythmic moan, the increasing pressure inside him with each thrust, each roll of Ben's hips, and the grinding of their pelvises-- it was all driving Kehler to the brink. The young man's entire started to shake and Kehler realized what that meant: He's so close. And, Spirits, help me, I'm right there with him!

Kehler's breath hitched, his purr, a continuous growl, vibrated deeply through his chest. He felt the friction building, the delicious slide of Ben's body against his, the increasingly tight embrace of the Human's internal muscles threatening to pull the Panther's barbs completely off of his member. The scent of their mingled arousal, potent and musky, filled the air around them, a heady perfume of unbridled passion and leaving Kehler drunk on the scent and the experience.

He fought amidst the mind-bending euphoria to focus on Ben, on the Human's face contorted in exquisite pleasure, on the rising tide of sensation that was washing over them both. Kehler's paws wrapped around the Human, gripping either of his shoulders as his thrusts become deeper, more deliberate, seeking to push Ben over that final edge, to share that ultimate release. His instincts took over, his body moving with a primal rhythm, driven by the desire to be satisfied but, just as important: to satisfy, to immerse Ben in every inch of pleasure.

Realizing his own limits were being reached, Kehler's voice came out as a rasp-- a low, gutteral encouragement as he continued pounding into the Human. "Let go, my sweet cub. Give yourself over to it. Let it consume you."

He felt the shift in Ben's body: the tightening, the slight tremor, the increasing pressure that signaled the approach to the precipice. Kehler matched the pace, pouring every ounce of his burgeoning need into each powerful stroke. He wanted to feel Ben's release-- to be a part of it, to be RESPONSIBLE for it, and to be entirely engulfed in the Human's pleasure. He didn't have to wait much longer.

Ben's cry of bliss tore through the air, sharp and raw, as his fingers raked across Kehler's back. The Human's body spasmed in the Dusk Pelt's embrace, a delicious tremor that sent shockwaves through the Panther. Kehlert felt Ben's internal muscles clamp down, a vice-like grip of soft, silken flesh against his rock-hard erection, threatening to suck him in, and fighting against his every tempt to continue his rhythmic thrusts.

The sensation was incomparable, heightening every nerve ending, as his barbed feline flesh was squeezed so intimately. Kehler knew he would not last long with Ben's accomidating passage working him the way it did. He came to the simple conclusion as he felt his body drawing nearer his release: This is it. This is everything.

Then, an explosion of sticky heat against his belly: a warm, wet gush as Ben, still shivering, gave up his seed. The Human's body shudderd, spent, yet still clinging to Kehler. And through the gasps and shivers, the soft murmur. "Kehler... I... love you."

The words hit Kehler with the force of a physical blow, stealing his breath, shattering any remaining control. His own climax surged, a powerful, unstoppable wave as he hit his plateau.. He let out a guttural roar, a sound torn from the depths of his being as his own seed erupted deep within Ben, a hot, pulsing release that mirrored the Human's. His body shuddered violently, muscles coiling and releasing in a profound, earth-shattering orgasm. His grip tightened around his lover as he roared out the Human's name, his voice hoarse from the overwhelming sensation. "BEN!"

He buried his face in the Human's neck, teeth pressed firmly against the young man's throat, but not biting-- breathing in the musky scent of their shared passion and the earthy musk of Ben's cum on his fur. The declaration of love from the Human, so raw and unexpected, has cracked something open inside him. He clungs to Ben, his body still twitching with aftershocks, his heart pounding a frantic rhythm against the Human's chest.

The spent weight of Ben's body against his was the most comforting, most fulfilling sensation he had ever known. He could feel the sticky warmth of Ben's cum on his belly, a physical testament to the raw intimacy they'd just shared. It wasn't just sex-- there was no way it could have been that simple. Nobody had ever made Kehler feel that way before; there had never been a time with anyone who had left him so complete-- so satisfied-- so... seen.

Kehler, still trembling from his own powerful release, felt Ben's heavy panting against his chest, the joy of having the Human's body atop his own. His lover seemed to be in no rush to climb off of him and, in return, Kehler was likewise content to let his spent member remain nestled deep inside Ben, savoring the lingering warmth and the profound sense of fullness. Kehler had always concluded sex with a quick clean up, but he didn't mind the idea of holding hus Human just a little longer.

He reveled in the feeling of Ben's body, warm and pliant, against his own. The rhythmic rise and fall of the Human's chest a soothing balm. Kehler felt the young man's heartbeat against his check. He wondered if Ben could feel it too-- the connection. Surely he must have if he'd said what he'd said.

The moment, however, was broken by a sudden chill, a subtle shift in Ben's demeanor. Kehler felt the Human's head settle tentatively against his chest, and then, the soft, warm droplet of a tear. Ben's words, hesitant and laced with self-reproach, pierced through the lingering haze of pleasure. "I... didn't want to make tonight complicated for you, Kehler. I know it's the anniversary of... a lot of loss for you. I... wasn't trying to take advantage of that, or... I mean... you know..." Ben drew back, eyes shimmering with the threat of tears. "Fuck... I feel horrible now."

The words, raw and vulnerable, hit Kehler with an unexpected force. He felt Ben's distress, the sudden shift from pleasure to self-doubt, and his heart ached for the young man. The anniversary of his brother's death. That was why he'd been at the restauraunt; the Dusk Pelt was ready to wallow in his misery all night, but then Ben had shown up. Kehler had almost forgotten, so utterly consumed by the intoxicating present with the young Human. The Panther assessed the situation quickly, desperate to salvage the night even as he thought about his companion's concerns: Damn it. He thinks he's taken advantage. He doesn't understand tonight at all.

Kehler's embrace tightened around Ben, pulling the Human even closer, nuzzling into the young man's hair. He let out a soft, rumbling purr, a sound meant to soothe and reassure. He didn't immediately respond with words, wanting to convey his affection and understanding through touch first. When he did speak, he made sure that his voice remained soft, almost a whisper, filled with a tenderness that surprises even himself. "Ben... look at me."

He gently cupped the Human's cheek with one paw, lifting the Human's head so their eyes could meet. The young man's soulful brown eyes were full of hesitance and self-doubt; he'd obviously felt that he'd done something wrong. Kehler doubled down on deep affection and reassurance. "You could never make anything complicated, sweet cub. And you, Ben, have taken advantage of absolutely nothing. Tonight, with you, was... a gift. A beautiful, unexpected gift."

Kehler used a thumb to gently brush away the tear on Ben's cheek, his gaze unwavering, pouring all his sincerity and affection into the Human. He needed the Human to understand, truly understand, that what they'd experienced together was not a mistake, not something to regret. It was real. It was desired. Mutually.

Kehler watched Ben's bitter-sweet smile, the Human's sniff and the quick swipe of a palm across his eye. "I just... didn't want you to think I was--"

The Panther smiled, whiskers perking as he interrupted. "Taking advantage of me? You already said that, and I already denied such a thought. I am a big Cat, cub.. if I do not want something I will not take it. But this? Your gift? No, Ben.... this was very VERY welcome, my dear, sweet Human. Very welcome indeed."

Ben's hand slid out, fingers interlacing with Kehler's, a gentle squeeze that spoke volumes. Then, the confession, quiet and heartfelt, about missing Kehler, about thinking of him constantly, about wanting what they just had together for over a year. The revelation that Ben had never dared hope for it, and the earnest, "What I said? About-- you know... about love? Well... It's... true. I said it and I meant it, but it's okay... you don't... you know... have to say it back. I just wanted you to know."

Kehler's purr deepened, a low, continuous rumble of affection and reassurance. He brought Ben's hand to his muzzle, pressing a soft kiss to the Human's knuckles, his green eyes never leaving Ben's face. He felt a warmth spread through him, a feeling far deeper that transended physical sensation. "Ben, my sweet, sweet Ben."

The Panther paused long enough to make sure that word was carefully chosen. "Do you truly believe, after all we've shared, after all you just felt, that I would allow you to be... less than wanted? Do you truly believe that my body, my heart, would respond to anything less than genuine desire?"

He waited, letting the words hang in the air, allowing them to sink in. He watcheed Ben's eyes, searching for understanding, for belief. It took a few seconds, but those soulful brown eyes lit up. Once that registered, Kehler pressed his forehead gently against the Human's, closing his eyes, letting his own raw honesty speak. "I didn't say it back immediately, my dearest, because you surprised me. You truly did."

Ben let out a soft chuckle. "I... have a way of doing that, I guess. Sorry."

Kehler chuckled in return, offering another gentle kiss to the Human's hand in his paw, closing his eyes over his own unexpected self-consciousness. "Yes, but surprises are not always a bad thing and, I must admit, I have a confession of my own to make. You see, over the last few months I've been starting to realize that every moment I spent away from you, in my own world, has tinged with a quiet longing. It may have taken me time to realize it, but I missed you. Greatly. Every time I see you, every time we speak, every time you laugh, my chest aches with a feeling I could not name... until now, at least. I love you too."

Words spoken, admission made, Kehler opened his eyes, gazing deep into Ben's, a profound sincerity shining within them. He shifted his weight slightly, ensuring their bodies were still intimately joined, his firm erection still maintaining its place deeply within the Human a testament to his unceasing desire. The young man's smile was tentative at first, words joining it after a long pause. "You do? You... love me too?"

Kehler no longer felt self-conscious about it and his words, accompanied by a rich, resonant purr, flowed smoothly out of him. "I do. And for the record, my brave, beautiful Human, I am starting to believe that my heart has been yours for a very long time. I may have simply not had the courage to admit it to myself, let alone to you. So yes, Ben. I love you. More than words can say. And the timing? It was perfect."

The Panther leaned in, pressing a soft, lingering kiss to Ben's lips, pouring all his unspoken feelings, all his newfound courage, into the gesture. Perhaps it had been a long time coming but the lonely inter-Earth businessman had finally started to realize that there was more to life than commerce. He looked forward to learning more from his new lover, but something else was going to have to take precedence. "Ben?"

The Human, face buried into Kehler's neck, sniffled back his tears, voice emotional as he responded. "Yeah, Kehler?"

The merchant smiled, lightly drawing his half-sheathed claws across Ben's bare back. "I do not know about Humans, but Dusk Pelts regularly couple five or six times a night... if you aren't opposed to it, I have a few more bottles I'd like for you to uncork."

Ben giggled at the statement, drawing away so he could look the Panther in the eye. "Trying to get me drunk?"

Kehler felt his the skin of his ears tigle in a blush. "Only if you don't object, of course. I would never presume to fill up your glass withou--"

The Human silenced him with a kiss... and then proceeded to flex his thighs, his hips moving deliciously against the Panther's. When Ben's lips left Kehler's muzzle the Human licked them sensually. "At this rate, I may just end up becoming a lush."

Several more bottles were emptied that night-- one more in bed, with a final one to follow in the shower. By the time they fell asleep in one another's arms, Kehler came to a singular conclusion: he'd never made so profitable a trip to Land Earth, and, before he left, he'd find a way to make sure that he could bring his new lover with him. After all, finding a wine connosseur half his age was not an every day encounter, and there was no doubt in Kelher's mind that Ben was a keeper.