FSE

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formerly SoFurry search engine

Isiat's keys rattled as the dark furred, many-tailed, not-quite-a-fox fumbled with the loop, his salt and peppered facial fur creasing with his muscles as he frowned. The damned door was supposed to unlock automatically whenever the new sensor he'd installed detected his phone within a few feet of the entryway. After walking up twelve flights of stairs, the last thing he wanted to do was to have to go through and delete a security recording of him standing dumbly in front of the door waving his phone back and forth like a torch for three minutes.

And especially today of all days, dammit, he had better things to do after the latest group session than getting frustrated at his security system. His wife, Shadi, was still supposed to be out for a few more hours, and rather frankly, he could go for a cool drink and a lay down until he had to get things set up this afternoon.

The group sessions helped; They really did, loathe as he was to admit it. Talking about it did come with a sense of a weight being lifted, but even so, it still involved dragging unpleasant memories to the surface and discussing them with what amounted to strangers. He didn't need to tell them he still saw their faces everywhere he went. They didn't need to know he still heard Joker's voice in crowds, or Red's face at the pubs, or any one of the other symptoms that told him he was truly, messed up in the head.

But, Parker and Eyesah still insisted he go, and so he did, for them, if nothing else. He already knew he had issues after he'd woken up in a cold sweat in the corner of his bedroom with a drawn weapon aimed at his wife. That had taken some serious making up afterwards, and a locked safe now, but he was past that. Compared to when he'd first returned from his last tour with the service, the improvement was night and day in it's contrast.

He had his moments, and the occasional bout of shakes, but he felt much better, and he looked much better, even if for his late 30's, he looked like he was already salt and peppered in his fur, grey single strands of fur contrasting his inky black main-coat. He chuckled at the thought, rolling his eyes. He'd been a commando once, the best of the best. He was still fit enough to out sprint, climb, swim, and distance kids that were half his age. Hell, probably still outperformed all of them in bed too...

And now he was standing here, fighting with the latest tech like a stereotypical 'last generation' parent. Oh how the mighty had fallen...

Finally finding the key he was after, he rattled it into the lock noisily, twisting it sharply as the door swung inwards, catching him off guard.

"Oh, uh... Hi!" Isiat's son, Asher looked a splitting Image of Isiat when he had been younger, the young teen already growing the same chin-stubble beard that Isiat sported on the end of his muzzle.

"So I assume the door is your fault then?" Isiat frowned at his, folding his paws across his chest with a look that spoke volumes of just how unimpressed he was.

"I needed the batteries in it! Here!" Asher grinned like a cheeky bastard, and tossed them into the air in front of Isiat, the vulpine fumbling to catch them before the teenager quickly slipped out and past his father before darting down the stairs.

"Bill's mom is coming to take me round to his place for the night, I'll be back tomorrow!" Asher called as he hopped the guardrail, dropping down to the next flight of stairs with his mother's feline grace, disappearing from sight with the sound of echoing sneakers on concrete steps..

"That's it? Not even a how's your day? Love you too! Little shit..." He shouted back down at the fleeing teenager. "Bloody little ungrateful-" Isiat muttered, shaking his head as he pushed his way inside, and replaced the stollen batteries in the switch beside the door frame.

"He's been like that all day. I was the one who suggested he should spend the night at a friends house." Came the musically sweet, soft voice of Isiat's wife as she prowled her way into the living room, the feline standing just shy of 5 feet, coming up to Isiat's chest when he stood straight up. Her tan fur was fluffed and soft, still shining with that freshly washed look about it. Her modesty was hidden by a forest green silk robe, and her long and thick leonine tail swished behind her with each step she took, paws barely making so much as a whisper against the laminated wood floor.

"I should have known." Isiat chuckled, a warm smile crossing his muzzle instantly. The stress of the morning seemed to just melt away as her paws wrapped around his waist, hugging him from behind as he finished messing with the sensor. "He's a typical teenager if you ask me... Why, at his age, I was already figuring out how I'd ditch home and avoid college by joining the army!"

"Yes, and a stellar example of responsibility you were." She chuffed her amusement as a warm wash of air against his back as she squeezed him tightly, a slow and steady purr rumbling from her chest like the motor of a classic car on idle. She was warm, and soft, and curvaceous and beautiful in all the right ways, and even merely being in her presence was enough to make him feel more at ease than a shot of morphine to the right asscheek.

"Hello my Pet. Miss me?" He teased her lightly as he turned about, pulling her tightly against his chest. She looked up at him with such adoration and love Isiat couldn't have measured it by any scale known to man. Her sweetly mismatched green and brown eyes gazed up at him like twin sparkling gems, and had he allowed himself to stare back into them longer, he might have lost himself within their depths. It was funny, in a way. They'd been married for so damned long now, and yet every time he saw her it was still like the first time he'd laid eyes upon her. Just, without her cinching his morphine drip in the hospital...

"Of course." She batted her eyelashes at him. "I always miss you when you're gone. I put a cup of tea on for you as well." She trilled, voice like a flight of bluebirds, all at once eliciting a plethora of emotions in him. She twirled away from him with such grace it was as if she simply floated about their home without effort, her tail even curling to mimic the motion as she made her way into the attached kitchen while Isiat busied himself hanging up his jacket and emptying his pockets onto a small end table by the living room sofa.

"How was it?" She asked, a slight hint of concern putting an off note to her words. She knew all too well how much he despised the meetings. She did her best to support him though, never once letting him fall down while she was by his side. There wasn't a person in the world he'd rather have his six, and frankly, he rather enjoyed having Shadi's six as well...

"It was good. Mack and Martha said to send their best. They're in town for a week visiting family, so we figured we could all catch dinner and a movie on Tuesday."

"Mhhmm, How were you, smartie?" She frowned at him, not having an ounce of his deflection nonsense. He could help but chuckle. She knew him all too well to be fooled by that, and honestly, he didn't think he would have married her if she hadn't been that way. She kept him on his toes, a delightful challenge compared to the usual droll of conversation with most people. Most of all, she didn't let him skirt around the points when it boiled down to it.

"Well, I'm doing better. Dreams aren't nearly as bad these days, and I'm not seeing Joker in the crowds anymore, so... Shakes are almost always gone... Think the last bad bout I had was what, two months now? The Lady-"

"Her name is Susan."

"The lady..." He continued, despite her correction. He knew the therapist's name. He didn't care. "Says I'm making good progress. Whole lotta vet's don't recover half as well." He gave a shrug, walking over to the kitchen bar counter opposite from Shadi, resting his elbows against the surface and his chin upon his paws.

Tenderly, she reached across, brushing her fingers over his cheek, his own fur short and coarse compared to her own silky smooth coat. He leaned into the touch just a tad, closing his eyes to enjoy the moment with a contented sigh. "You're doing well. I'm proud of you." She purred softly, sliding the steaming mug of tea underneath his nose with her free paw.

"Wouldn't be if it weren't for you constantly badgering me about it. Enjoy your bath?" He chuckled, changing the topic to something less abrasive on his mind, the transition similar from walking off of a gravel path onto freshly cut grass.

"Would have been better if your kid would have quit yelling at me while he was trying to find his things that he left lying around." She snickered, her large, tuft-tipped ears twitching about atop her head as she ran her fingers through her hair in a vain attempt to straighten out the unruly and still damp mess that reached almost down to her mid-back.

He smirked, taking a swill of his tea as his eyes casually roamed over his wife's figure as she turned around, fixating herself on making her own coffee. His eyes lazily traced her figure with all the appreciation of a jeweler looking at a finely carved gemstone. Almost casually, Shadi glanced back over her shoulder, catching him eyeing her rump shamelessly. She shot him a wink, grinning like a naughty little minx as she slowly hiked her tail up, the long appendage almost touching the ceiling as inch by inch it pulled her robe up with it, revealing more of her bare fur beneath to her mate. Scandalously, she wore no panties beneath it, her sandy colored behind on full display, her luscious, plump rear on tantalizing display. The tip of her tail looped back down, and in a teasing little motion as she lowered her robe again, flicked a few times, fanning towards Isiat.

Isiat let a pleased rumble past his lips as he grinned like the fox he as, flashing the whites of his teeth at her as she turned back to attend to her coffee. And that right there was the other reason he married her. Shadi was a naughty kitten, and an excellent submissive for her master. She knew when to be sweet, and when to tease. She knew when Isiat needed some space, and knew when he wanted her to be sweet on him. Plus, frankly, he'd not met a woman half as kinky as her beneath, above, or tied up with the sheets.

She knew just how to catch his eye, little flashes of skin, or a slyly upturned tail while she leaned over something and knew he was watching. If there son wasn't at home, he'd be all over her in a flash, gently, roughly, against the windows... It didn't matter where, how, or when... And heck, sometimes even the who came into play, depending on the company involved...

His nose twitched as her scent wafted past him. Sweet, vanilla shampoo and perfume he'd gotten her for her birthday, along with hints of cinnamon and something darker... Richer and more primal that made his heart beat stronger and his body warm with primal instincts of old...

Slowly, like a predator stalking its prey, he stood up, tea abandoned as he rounded the counter, prowling up behind his wife with a low, lust-filled growl. His paws slipped around her waist, finding the thin little ribbon of silk holding her robe closed, and playing the oblivious cat, Shadi just continued to make her coffee, subtly pressing her rump pack against Isiat's hips. Her tail slid up and out of the way, wrapping itself across his back as his chest came to rest along the length of her spine, pulling the swell in his trousers up against her silk clad behind.

"Mmm, what are you getting at Foxy?" She chuckled quietly, playing coy with him. Isiat would have none of it though, and quickly, he reached down between the part of her robes, cupping her already damp and warm sex with his entire paw, his palm rubbing firmly against her pleasure buzzer. She moaned, her body clenching as she smeared arousal across the textured leathery pad of his palm.

"You're in heat, aren't you pet? Planning on telling me?"

"Ahhh, you'd have figured it out... Soon enough, wouldn't you?" She let the words slip past her lower lip as her upper row of teeth closed upon it, barely a trembling whisper. She pressed herself invitingly back against his frame, pushing her rump with an eagerness into her master's bulge, feeling the firm sweeling between her plump asscheeks with a smile tlike she were discovering something delightful for the first time.

"Sometimes before even you have, of course... Your master always knows when you need for him the most..." Isiat let out the low, sultry growl he'd been building from within his chest, warmth escaping from between his teeth against the nape of Shadi's neck. His fingers against her womanhood shifted, sliding back until his palm moved up to her pubic mound, smearing her slick honey through the short fur there.

His fingertips curled as they came to rest along the part of her folds, slowly parting her sex like a flower blooming, revealing the glistening pink folds of her labia to his soft pads. He swept his fingers over them once, twice, and then dipped them straight into her honeypot, eliciting a low, quiet moan as Shadi's fur rippled and a shudder chased up her body from her toes to her head.

"Hmmm, all nice and hot for your master as well... Would you like me to help you with that pesky heat of yours, my pet?" He asked, albeit, rhetorically. Sometimes it was worth it just to hear her moan those words he loved so much from her cute little muzzle. Even if she'd told him no, she knew by the end of the day she'd have found herself bent over and begging for it. She rubbed her thighs together even as she turned to look at him across her shoulder, pushing her rump back further.

"Ahh~ Yes Sir... Please..." She whined, rolling her shoulders back to shrug the silken cover from her body. It slid from her fur like oil sliding across the surface of water, sleek and soundless as it fell in a pool around her ankles. She kicked it aside, and shuffling as her husband's fingers curled inside her sex, she parted her legs, widening her stance as she bent herself forward to lean on the kitchen counter, reaching down to take his paws in her own.

With a gentle, but insistent tug, she managed to convince the randy male to pull his arousal slickened fingers from her snatch, moaning as they messily trailed up along her stomach to her navel, circling it with his forefinger as she wriggled her rear enticingly against him.

"If you want it so much..." Isiat growled in her ear suddenly, and yanked her paws around behind her back in a swift and firm move that left her gasping with her breasts pressed against the cool stone countertop, her muzzle hanging agape as she panted. "Then why not help me out with it?"

Shadi's paws moved rapidly as she fumbled with his belt buckle, managing to yank it free after a few seconds, his thick, leather belt hissing as it slid from the loops of his trousers as he finished pulling it free while Shadi moved on to his buttons. He kicked his trousers off to the side the second they were loose enough to be rid of, stripping his shirt and boxers with them, before he turned back to the bent over feline presenting herself to him.

He didn't hesitate one bit, folding the belt in his paw as he reached over, yankin Shadi's tail up until she was flagging it high above her head. "Keep that tail up kitten, lest you want me to leave a mark on it..." He warned her, and Shadi tensed up, her claws scratching the granite countertop as he brought the belt down over her exposed rear with a firm sounding thwack.

She yowled out as the biting sting of the belt wore in, biting her lip just as quickly to silence herself as her master ran the smooth of the cool, leather belt up along her slit, his free paw rubbing over the reddened skin beneath her fur, soothing the pain into a dull, throbbing warmth that made her inner muscles clench, and her thighs want to squirm.

"Another?" He asked with a teasing grin. She nodded quickly without so much as a moments hesitation, ever eager to please, and bit her lip again as the belt came down across her other cheek, the smack of the leather ringing out in their apartment. She moaned this time, arching her spine as once more the cool leather rubbed along her sex, and his fingers kneaded into the soft flesh of her rump.

Four more times Isiat repeated this, each time the little lioness's legs becoming a touch more shakey, her lip trembling a little bit more, and her moans growing a little bit louder when he drew his belt over her now thoroughly soaked sex lips. Her body was on fire, and her rump stung with a pleasant warmth that echoed the heat in her core. Her inner thighs were streaked with evidence of her lust, and she quaked like she was on the edge of a barely contained climax, but without her master's word, it remained almost painfully just beyond her reach.

"Ahhh~ Please. Please fuck me sir. Pleasepleasepleaseplease..." She whimpered and begged, her voice a high pitched whine of desire and lust as she bent herself over further, raising her hips for him as she felt his maleness come to rest along the part of her sex, her nether lips puffy and pink with her need and her heat. His dappled vulpine maleness was quickly coated in her slick honey, and he drew himself back just enough to bring his tip in alignment with her hot little twat, growling as he leaned over her back, pinning her in place with his bulk.

"Say it..." He growled in her ear, a low snarl rippling through him.

"Please?" She whimpered, trying in vain to push herself back and onto his length with little squirming motions that slipped the throbbing tip of his shaft just between her outer lips, but much to her frustration, no further.

"Ah-ah-ah." Isiat tutted, curling his fist in Shadi's long hair, before he gave a sharp tug to pull her head backwards, exposing her throat to his teeth, a vulnerability he quickly exploited, his jaws closing around her throat. "Like you mean it..." he growled between his teeth.

"Ahh~ Please sir. Fuck me. Breed me. Please master... Give us another pup?" She gasped, mewling quietly as he tightened his grip around her throat as she wriggled herself back against him, her body trying to grip and pull around the tip of his shaft. Isiat let out a pleased rumble, and allowed himself to slide forward, pushing himself into the feline's overtight slit inch by inch as he fed her hungry sex everything he had to give.

A long, low, sultry moan peeled from Shadi's lips like an angel crying out in bliss as Isiat's shaft spread her body apart around him, slowly pushing into her heat swollen sex. He didn't stop until the swollen lobes of his knot kissed her labia, and even then, he gave himself a shove against her cervix for good measure, making her cry out sharply. Her paw whipped around, and grabbed a pawfull of his arse, groping him firmly.

"More.. Please..." She whimpered, and Isiat was all too happy to oblige her, grabbing her hips firmly with his free paw as he released her throat, standing himself up straight to get more leverage. With a messy, wet slipping sound, he pulled himself back, his cock throbbing inside of her and hosing her tight honeypot down with ropes of vulpine precum. He held himself with a mere inch within her, letting her sweat and whimper it out a few moments.

With a feral snarl of ownership, he plunged himself back into his wifes warm, heavenly confines, battering her cervix messily and shoving her hips against the counter roughly with the force of his push, and with that, he set the pace.

"Ahh~ Ahhh~ Please sir!" Shadi gasped between bucks of his hips, her body clenching tightly each time he pulled back in a vain struggle to keep him within her, to hold onto the full and stretched feeling just a moment longer before he cruelly snatched it away, only for her wish to be granted a moment later as he fucked her into the countertop. If the neighbors could hear them through the floor, he wouldn't have been surprised.

He also wouldn't have given a damn. He was the landlord as of last year. They could fucking deal. He took his pet like a beast in the midst of his rut, not slowing or hesitating as he pummled hercunt like a machine, growling and snarling his pleasure while his wife panted and moaned against the granite hardtop.

Her sex spasmed, drenching his prick in her sticky, hormone laced arousal as his knot messily smacked against her sex lips with a wet smack, and desperately, she tried to push herself back against him in time with his thrusts, only for a firm paw against the small of her back to push her back down.

"You'll get it soon enough bitch. Now moan for me like a good girl, and I might just give you the knot before it's full." He smirked as her movements stopped, and he knew what a struggle it was for her to hold herself still for him while he pounded her. Her thighs trembled with each whack of his hips against her plump, round ass, and with a grin, his opened his palm, and spanked her left cheek once for good measure.

She squealed out in surprise, but it quickly descended into a delirious moan, her claws leaving a series of shallow scratches in the surface of the stone countertop from how hard she was gripping it. Her body clenched around him, her moans reaching a fever pitch. She'd been held on the edge for a good few minutes now, and yet, Isiat still wasn't content to let her just finish... Not just yet...

"Come on kitten, you can do better than that. You want a belly full of my pups? Make me believe it. Beg for it." He hissed in her ear, leaning down to grace the tufts on furs atop her fennec like ears with his teeth in a little love bite. She whimpered once, and it took him stopping entirely before she raised her voice enough for him to hear her properly.

"Speak up pet. What was that? I didn't hear you..."

"P...Please, sir... Breed me like your good little bitch. I want you to fill me with your pups, again and again until it takes if you have to... Please sir... I need it... This heat..." She huffed in a whisper that trembled almost as much as her short little legs did, her breathing coming in rapid pants separated by huffs and groans of desperate pleasure.

"What do you need kitten?" He smirked, knowing he had her right where he wanted her, teasing her with the fat lobes of his knot by grinding them against her swollen lips and her clit with a growl.

Her fingers clenched down on his rump, and he sighed with bliss as he let her pull him forwards, her body slowly opening as she stretched her tight, feline sex around his broad, canine knot. Their biology never intended them to fuck like this, but damned if it wasn't the best either of them had ever had, as if the challenge of fitting himself inside of her made each tryst between them all the better.

His growled, and gripped her hips tightly, and yanked her back as he thrust forwards, and with a loud, very feline yeowl of pain mixing exquisitely with pleasure, his knot forced its way into her, tight lips sealing around the backside of the thick bulb with a wet pop.

"Cum for me pet." Isiat gave the command, leaving no room for argument from her even if she could for a cohesive thought in her fuck addled brain. Like a switch being flipped, she shuddered and let loose with a long and loud moan, her body spasming rapidly around his prick as he was engulfed with a whole lot of feline hot, wet and messy, her climax crashing over her in waves that had her leaving even more scratch marks in the countertop.

With a bark of pleasure, Isiat hit his peak as well with her, his sac tightening against the base of his fuzzy sheath, length pulsing and throbbing rapidly as Shadi damned well tried to milk him of every single drop of that precious baby-batter, intent on spending the coming months swollen and pregnant with her mate and lovers offspring.

Isiat was more than willing to help her out with that, shoving his tip hard against her cervix until he dimpled the muscle in with the force of his thrust. The pressure in his loins built quickly, before it burst forth from the tapered tip of his breeding rod like a flood, each ribbon of pearly white cum painting her innermost depths with his essence. No doubt his swimmers would find their mark soon enough, and give her the cub they both wanted...

Shadi collapsed against the counter, panting hard, and Isiat was short in following, kissing along her cheek as they both panted and caught their breath, Shadi's passage still squeezing and rippling around him, trying to draw his seed deeper still.

"Ahh.... Gods above I love you. There is not a better wife or pet in the whole world..." He sighed blissfully, his paws curling around Shadi's waist to hold her against himself tightly.

"Love... You too babe..." She replied after a few moments, her mind still a delightfully fuzzy haze. He nipped her ear playfully, letting out a quiet growl of playfulness.

"...Master..." She quickly added, the pair of them chuckling softly as they kissed, sharing in their afterglow as their heartbeats slowed back down to something closer to a resting rate.

"So... Nap and round two?" Isiat suggested, raising an eyebrow as he carefully picked the little lioness up with a squeak of protest, her moan lost on him as he helped her turn about on the thick bulb until she had one leg on either side of his hips, wrapped tightly around with her feet crossed above the base of his tails.

She looked back at the counter over her shoulder, a sweet little giggle escaping her.

"Deal... But you're making me a fresh cup of coffee once you're not stuck anymore."

That would be a half hour... he could go again tied in her before then. He grinned at the thought, carrying her back to the bedroom with him, his tails wrapping about her naked tan body as he held her tight, loved and adored in his embrace.

"Deal, but it might be round three by then."