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Royal Service For Lynxy By Draconicon

"Your highness. It's good to see you again."

"And you, Hanna. Come."

She fell in step behind the royal snow leopard, the lynx's heavy cloak taken from her by the innumerable servants that seemed to roam the palace of Vanadia. She didn't mind it, overmuch; it was more convenient than trying to find a place to put her heavier furs herself, and the slight issue of being grabbed and touched was something she'd learned to put up with long ago.

As several other servants took their ruler's cloak of office away, Hanna took a moment to appreciate her friend's figure from behind. Nexii still looked as good as the last time she'd come to visit. If anything, she looked a little bit better, with her hips swaying the way that they did and that marvelous rump sticking out with every step. Dressed in a tight tunic and tighter pants, the snow leopard seemed intent on giving everyone a show once she stepped down from the throne.

At least it was a short journey to her friend's private quarters, and the servants departed as soon as they stepped through the door. A well-banked fire burned brightly on the far side of the room, keeping the spacious chamber warm in the frozen climate.

Hanna leaned against the door as Nexii sat at the edge of her bed, the snow leopard smirking.

"I know we have a lot of catching up to do...but I desire some true service from you, first."

"Oh, really? And what kind of service could I render unto you, oh Nexii of Vanadia?"

"On your knees, girl."

The lynx pretended to consider it, but only for a moment. Only long enough for her friend to get that imperious look in her eyes again. She went to all fours in the space of a second, and came as she was called, crawling across the floor to the royal feline.

As soon as she was within reach, the snow leopard pushed one of her boots forward. It was thick, covered in fur at the top along her leg, but the rest of it was leather. Hot, smooth leather. The lynx smiled to herself, taking the boot by the heel and holding it up as she nuzzled her cheek against it.

"Lick it, girl."

Nodding, Hanna started dragging her tongue along the sides and tip of the boot. Every single drag of her tongue brought the hot, almost spicy taste of the well-crafted leather to her, and she shivered at the taste. The snow leopard dragged the boot back and forth, grinding the sides against her cheeks when she wasn't licking, and nudging her lips with the tip of it.

She opened her mouth, and the pointed tip of the boot slipped inside. It was easy to wrap her lips around it, to suck and lick at the leather as though it were something to be worshiped, rather than something to be worn.

"Heh...good girl."

She hmmed in response, and glanced up for permission. Receiving a nod, the lynx started undoing the boots, removing the knots and the strings that kept them tied, and slowly dragged them down. The leather clasped tight along the ends of her friend's legs, and seemed reluctant to release its hold on them.

Still, the boots came off eventually, revealing a pair of beautiful paws. Hanna blushed as she felt a thrill of excitement looking over them, her own toes curling in the lowly wraps that she kept around her feet.

"Heh, still in love with the royal paws, slutty girl?"

"Of course..."

"Alright...you may lick them."

Still blushing, but unable to hold back, Hanna grabbed one of them and lifted it up. Jamming her nose under the toes, she took several slow breaths. No musk, no sweat, only the soft smell of flesh and fur. She moaned, nuzzling the spot, dragging her nose down along the feline's paw and gradually getting closer and closer to her heel.

As soon as she reached it, she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. Slowly, savoring the taste and the action, she dragged her tongue back up, making her way back to the very top of the royal foot. She was shocked at the utter cleanliness of it, but loved it at the same time, taking joy in the way that her friend took care of her foot.

She had almost reached the toes when Nexii pushed down, hard. Hanna went down with the foot, pinned to the floor with the wiggling toes above her head. She blushed as she watched the snow leopard lick her lips, and knew what that smirk meant without having to ask.

She remained pinned as Nexii stood up, pulling at the buttons and ties of her pants. It didn't take long for the tight clothes to come off, baring an ass that looked even better now than it had in the hallway. Hanna smiled up at it, giving friend's toes another kiss, and waited.

The foot slipped off of her face, and that rump slowly, teasingly came down. Hanna didn't dare reach for it, or help steady the royal lady; it was time for her to submit, and that meant letting Nexii take charge. She laid there, completely still, her eyes wide open as that spotted, furry rump came closer and closer. Soft hands reached back, spreading those cheeks open, revealing a tight pink pucker and an even tighter slit beneath it.

Mmm, Nexii...

Hanna gasped as the ass cheeks pressed down on her, spreading around her nose and her muzzle, leaving her lips almost pressed against that little pink pucker between them. She shivered, feeling her body heat up more, and the space between her legs dampen further than before.

It got even worse as Nexii chuckled above her.

"We both know where you belong, you paw-loving, ass-kissing kitty. Go on. Show my ass how much you love it. Go on and give it a good, long lick."

She had no choice in the matter, and shivered as she slowly stuck out her tongue. Dragging it along the clean, surprisingly dry fur along those rump cheeks, she felt how very smooth it was. It was like Nexii spent as much time grooming her private parts as she did the rest of her, and it showed.

Eagerly dragging her tongue along again and again, she worshiped that ass, feeling it squish and move along with her tongue. There was little enough fat back there, but so much muscle, smooth and giving beneath her worshiping licks. Nexii pushed back against her, nudging her face from side to side with her spotted rump, her tail flicking eagerly above her head.

"Look at you. Most people would be groaning and whimpering, pinned beneath the royal rump. But you, you're just begging for more, aren't you? You would probably like it if I put you beneath my throne, keeping you as a cushion under my ass all day long while I dealt with my subjects and petitioners."

Ooooh, god... The idea alone was enough to draw a moan from her, her entire body wriggling beneath her friend. Her fingers twitched, and she moaned again, begging without words for permission.

"Touch me, girl. Go on."

No need for further encouragement, as Hanna immediately brought her hands up. She nudged Nexii's ass up, but only an inch or two so that she could move her head around. Dragging her tongue from one cheek to another, tasting the soft flesh, the clean fur, the warmth that was always present back there. She squeezed that rump, feeling it dimple beneath her fingers, feeling every curve, every little bit of bounce that it had.

She loved it.

Again, Nexii pushed back against her, and this time it was the lynx's paws that kept those ass cheeks spread wide. Her hole pressed down on the feline's lips again, and this time, her tongue had an eager target to work with. She lapped over that pucker, feeling it twitch, and did it again, and again. It was completely clean, giving her no taste but the taste of flesh...and the bit of juices that were starting to roll down from the royal sex.

She could hear Nexii moaning above her, the snow leopard starting to grind and push back against her face. The weight along her muzzle was something that would start hurting if it went on for too much longer, but Hanna knew that she was safe. It wasn't like Nexii would really put her in a throne for the whole day and sit in on her. Well, she hoped she wouldn't, anyway...mostly.

She dragged her tongue up and down, tasting the juices rolling over the royal rump, flicking her tongue against the puckering hole that continued to twitch and shudder beneath her eager licks. Her fingers dug into that ass, squeezing, rubbing, almost massaging it as she worked it over.

"Mmmph...that's...that's it, girl...show me...how dirty a slut you are...keep licking...almost..."

Daring a little, Hanna moved one hand from the royal ass to the royal sex. A finger flicked over Nexii's clit -

"AH!"

And suddenly, the snow leopard collapsed. Her ass smothered Hanna, and the lynx was pinned in place completely. The spasming feline above her was in no position - and showed no inclination - to stand up, and her face was trapped between those spotted ass cheeks. She could see nothing, her eyes filled with spots and fur, while her ears were filled with the eager moans of royalty.

It took perhaps a minute for that to fade, and another five before Nexii started to stand up. Hanna's first breath of fresh air was always a relief and a disappointment to her, but she disguised it with a smile as she looked up at the ruler of Vanadia.

"Was that...sufficient service?"

"...Almost."

Nexii pointed to the bed, and Hanna followed, getting up on the fur blankets that were stretched out, fluffy, soft, and so very familiar to her own coat. The snow leopard followed her onto it, already grinding her soaking sex on the edge of the blanket.

"I want another three orgasms, just like that one..."

"As you wish, your highness."

The End