Five: Night Time Thoughts

~22 Years Ago~

"I don't know if I can manage this... he had better be coming home soon or I'm going to have to just start touching myself again. I can't keep doing this, it's so dirty!" Eisley had not expected her first heat to hit her so late and in such a violent manner, her mother had endured her first heat young and been fine just locked in an area of her house attended to only by adult females. Ordinarily that would have been the case for Eisley too, but because she had been at a mixed boarding school, their methods had been rather barbaric, and she had only just managed to break out of the girl's bathroom by climbing out of the narrow windows. She had not expected to be locked in there by her head teacher, but after what had happened with those bastard dogs, they had been terrified of upsetting her parents further and this had been thought a suitable way to deal with it. They treated it shamefully, as if she had been the one to lure in her problems initially and she did not want to spend her first heat in the nearest thing to a prison... not when she trusted Kenny!

She felt bad for having broken into his apartment again, especially when the room smelt of other girls and very strongly of sex, but she had needed to be somewhere safe. Her parents were out of town, she would be running the risk of another rape if she approached anyone else in this condition and she had still feared that her previous attackers were going to return to her. Despite everything she had tried to keep her scent concealed, she was so wet down below she felt as if she'd actually peed her underwear and there was only shame and disgrace over it as she hid under his table near the window and hoped he would be coming back up from work soon. She had been grateful that it was the weekend, Monday to Thursday Kenny was out at night school getting his high school diploma sorted, but during the weekends he was working as the doorman for the nightclub below. The hyenas always let him off about one when the doors closed and so she only had a little longer to wait for him, but Eisley could hardly stand it as she looked about for something to help her urges.

Eisley spotted one of Kenny's ties hanging on the edge of his pile of washing, ready to go in tonight perhaps and so she thought she could probably just push it to her nose and sniff it to calm herself down and reassure her that she was in a safe place and no one was going to attack her. Eisley hooked it up with the remnant of tail she had left and pulled it to her under the table, she pushed it straight to her nose and tried to drink in his heavy masculine scent. But the more she sniffed it the worse her desire for attention became and she whimpered as she looked towards the clock and realised she still had a good half an hour to go before Kenny was upstairs. Eisley couldn't help herself, she yanked her trousers and her soggy panties right off, lying on her back with her knees up. She did not care what or where she was doing it, this heat was unbearable as her pussy was practically burning for attention.

Eisley took the tie and rolled up most of it, leaving the thin end to hand out as if it were some makeshift tampon and then she probed at her once tight passage and ignored the unpleasant memories of the scars that had been there last year and probed at her crevice. It was practically opening its gates for anything and Eisley could not help herself but push the tie up into her passage, groaning and purring as she imagined it to be Kenny, not just his attire. Letting the loose end hang out, she shifted it up as far as she could in gentle in and out motions, feeling her passage stretch open hungrily for this attention. Once she felt it in there, felt its form keeping her passage wide, she brought her fingers up to her clitoris and then bit her lower lip and tried to restrain her breathing as she started to rub vigorously at herself. No sooner had she started then her hips were already rocking and her passage was dribbling her female juices already. She did not have to rub too long, her clitoris already swollen and eager as she took in the deep gulps of air from the room laced with the smell of another female's cum and Kenny's own sexual odours. She wanted to cry that he had been having sex with others, but she was soon ready to explode and swiftly hooked the free end of the tie and yanked it out.

With a horrendous gasp of pleasure and a sensation that she had practically squeezed and shot something out, Eisley collapsed back onto the floor, her body quivering in pleasure from what she had achieved but she wanted to cry over it too. How could she be so disgusting? How could she do something so gross? Eisley sat herself up on her weakened legs and stared in horror to see that she had not only cum very heavily, but she'd actually squirted across the room. She was terrified that it was going to make Kenny lose his temper and she looked at the soaked tie in depression before shuffling on her knees to the washing bag and stuffing it down as far as she could. She wanted to cry over it again, but she pulled her knickers back on as well as her trousers as she sat back beneath the table and pondered what the hell she was going to tell Kenny about what she'd just done. How could she even begin to explain how terrible her first heat was?

~Back to the Present~

Isadora lay on her bed staring into the pages of her romance comic with a sigh of pleasure and also despair as she looked at the grown heroine kissing the hero and all she could do was think of that handsome Labrador teacher of theirs. He was a grown dog of course and her mother's general rule about avoiding canine boyfriends until they were at least sixteen had bothered Isadora quite a lot when she'd noticed this teacher. She wished she understood why her mother hated dogs so much and got scared about them, but for Isadora there was only excitement at the thought of being with a dog. She knew all about the knotting, all about how big their cocks were amongst all the predators and she was thinking about what it might be like to be kissed by such a being with his big soft lips. Her tail kept wiggling about under her covers as she lounged on her bed, she could not help but look at every single aspect of this one picture and transform it mentally into herself and her teacher - the paw on the thigh becoming his paw on her little thigh!

"Are you alright Izzy? You keep sighing..." Isabella questioned nervously as she stood in front of the full-length mirror in their room, she was looking at her body and her ringlets in total despair. She was looking at her body and grasping at her fur and then looking to her tail and her claws. Her feet and her ankles and her legs... the zebra girls had thick thighs but the bottom of theirs legs past the knee was skinny and lithe. Their overall figures was neat and model like... slim and powerful in the legs but not in a way that stuck out. As Isabella stared at herself in the mirror, all she could see was her massive hips and thick thighs, how she was built like her mother to be ready for sprinting, wrestling and everything that was normal for a jaguar... not built like the lionesses which were taller or even like her sister... who was slimmer. "You're all red in the fur... did I interrupt you thinking of some boy?"

"Typical, you always interrupt my fantasies about guys... but I'm going to tell you Bella, this guy isn't anything like the other guys and he's not in my league... at least, not for a few years." Isadora dropped, hoping her sister might converse with her about a senior or something, but she noticed her twin's expressions and she grimaced. Isadora was taller than her elder twin, slimmer too but it meant her breasts were quite small and she did not really look like a jaguar girl so much as a lion... just shorter than most lions and with a swinging set of hips. But she could see her sister pinching at her belly and thighs with a grimace, they were all muscle with no fat at all, there was nothing ugly in her looks that made any of the things the zebra girls were saying true. Isadora sighed and shook her head firmly as she tried hard not to keep looking to the story for her thoughts. "Bella... you're named beautiful for an important reason, just like I'm named adorable... we're both very different in our looks but we're both very beautiful and never have problems with the guys. I mean, you've got quite a few blokes after you, some of Tomas' friends on the team want to go out with you but he's barred them. Even Leo's had to bar his too pervy friends from going after you. Hell, even Nero knocked the teeth out of his so-called baboon friend. So what, are you interested in someone then?"

"Huh? Oh no Izzy.... Its not about that at all, I don't have anyone in particular in mind... I just... I just don't understand why even Mrs van Veldt didn't think I was good enough for it. Is it just a prey thing? I mean, she's a wildebeest but she was really good for me for years and then this year its just... she won't even pick me to be a background dancer..." Isabella sighed miserably as she turned to slip her nightdress on and then scuttled into her bed. It had been great to see Hector again and she had been cheered up by him trying to tell her she was the best dancer he'd ever seen and they'd love her in program setup by a lemur teacher at college, but she hadn't the guts to tell him what had happened. Isadora just breathed a sigh on her bed and closed her book, putting it beneath her bed and then rolling to turn the light off while fussing about how it was also just jealousy too! Bella appreciated her twin's thoughts, but she was still concerned.

As the lights went out and Isadora lay on her comfortable bed, she listened out very carefully for everyone else moving around the house and grimaced slightly. She could hear Nero hurrying to the bathroom and the shower turning on, which she appreciated... dad wasn't home yet so mum was down stairs, Donatella was being told a story by Tomas and Leo was busy on the phone in his room talking to that damn cheetah girl again! Izzy rolled her eyes in frustration, as she tried hard not to think about the teacher again. But her tail kept flicking about and she kept thinking of how different that male had smelt leaning against her desk and looking straight down her little cleavage yet keeping eye contact with her all the same. She wished her first heat would come already and she could smother him with her pheromones and trick him into loving her... she thought there was something so very sexy about getting with a teacher, especially at her age when the gossip would be all about her.

Her mind then began to wander off, if she kept him in love with her but ever did anything then bang, as soon as she's an adult he's with her, then oh she could see it in pictures. Her this glamorous movie star in ball gowns on red carpets with her sexy handsome teacher! The gossip would be hilarious, it would be so slanderous... it would just be fantastic. All the same, she was excited enough to start thinking about the way it would feel to have his big thick tongue caressing her neck and her fur began to stand on end. Her tail coiled tightly about her leg as she began to think about those big soft paws grasping at her little breasts, that thick tongue caressing her taut nipples and maybe the sensation of his erection pressing against her warm fur!

SHIT! Isadora could feel a need to clench her legs and the growing sensation of desire within her body as she realised parts of her were starting to wake up. She hated that growing up meant that she became aware of these situations and excited by them, even more so when she could see in her mind the great throbbing erection of another animal in front of her... caused by her. Isadora felt herself getting wet and she could feel her clit swelling and pushing outwards to demand a thrill. Isadora growled softly to herself, began to wag her tail around furiously and wondered if she could get away with a quick bit of self-love so long as Isabella was completely asleep.

Isadora wagged her tail around frantically, not hearing any sound of complaint or even the movement of her sister to roll away from it or ask about it, so hopefully Bella was asleep. The fear of being figured out made her more excited and she was worried as she lowered a hand downward and gently teased two fingers down between the already sticky, wettened lips taking in a deep breath that hissed passed her clenched teeth. Isadora let her tail continue to wag, hoping that any motion made by her body with this teasing could be explained away. The moment the edge of a claw flicked her clitoris she felt the quivering shudder of pleasure tickle her being and make her suck in air even harder. She wheezed out softly, knowing that it was not going to take a lot of touching to achieve a climax... but afraid in case this might be the kind of climax she would scream over!

Gripping her pillow in her jaws and keeping her body turned to the side and facing away from her sister, Isadora gently began to slip her fingers up and down, feeling instant zings of joy that made her want to cry out. She had to keep quiet, had to move slowly and try not to rub too hard so that the bed would creak. Grimacing as she wanted to moan and wheeze with pleasure, Izzy's eyes began to water as she rubbed faster and harder, feeling her hips want to jolt and an urge in her body to squeeze out the liquid bubbling up with her excitement. She was worried she was suffocating herself too, her body was becoming sore and stiff and her head dizzy, then finally after a few more rubs she gave a little coughing sound of surprise and felt a sensation as if she'd peed her pants a little. Isadora trembled, her body shook crazily and her eyes widened as she tried to snort air in quietly through her nose. Bella gave a groaning sound of confusion nearby, but Izzy could smell her excitement in the air and a fresh sticky patch had coated her fingers.

She was not sure whether to reach for a tissue to wrap her fingers in and then scamper to the bathroom, or just remain frozen to the spot in anxiety. She knew that her brother was not finished in the bathroom just yet and she would have to wash her hand near her mother at the sink downstairs. She was in trouble... she would just have to stay still, hope she was not leaving a puddle beneath her and pray that her brother would be done in the shower soon enough!

Nero was taking far longer than he had expected to in the shower; usually he just had a quick scrub up and that was all that was needed, but this time he kept finding himself seeing boobs everywhere and getting erect. At first he'd just applied cold water to shock himself down, splashing his face and nose and grumbling that he was reacting to his mum in heat and then he spotted a pot of urine sitting in a jar in the bathroom. He knew it was his dad's and although it was more than a little disgusting to do, he opened the top, took a big whiff and then closed it before almost vomiting. It was enough to tame his libido in the one sniff and then he continued on with his shower, unwilling to masturbate when his father would always somehow know about it and assume he was being 'weird' about his mother. Nero always got the bullying jealous stuff from his dad at this time, since Hector had left he always found himself in the hot seat and it was always supposedly for the same reason, that he was a 'Mumma's boy' and for some reason his dad could not permit that to happen, probably because he was scared that Nero was making a play for dominance... which he certainly was not!

Or it was because his father was seeing all his own worst traits within Nero...

With a sigh he slumped onto his backside under the comfortable rain of water and scrubbed at the fur around his head with the anti-flea shampoo, hoping that strong stuff would ensure nothing from that idiot baboon Harris would get on him! Nero growled as he thought about that asshole and how he was only useful as a friend because not being his friend was a bad idea, but that was the case with everyone in Nero's crew including his female friends. Everyone that hung around with Nero was trouble and with their street art getting grander, their petty thefts getting more elaborate and the more Nero acted out against what his father stood for as a policeman, the bolder he grew. But... mum had asked him to try and focus on his school stuff a bit more, she wouldn't stop him going out with his friends but she expected him to at least get decent grades. Nero got good grades in most things, but now he was starting to think about what else existed at school to keep him thinking and then a curious and awkward thought came to his head.

Suddenly Nero was having to hold onto the strongest erection he'd had all evening and he was glad it was this powerful. He suddenly recalled he biggest pair of breasts he'd ever seen on a sleek cat body, pressed up against him and so easy to grope... but better still that little flower in her hair that made her fucking adorable! Nero was grinning vividly as he thought about his day today, his beautiful little 'student' Kayleigh and her massive boobs he just wanted to grab and squeeze. Before he knew it, his paw was busy jerking away at himself as his hips jolted and he seemed to lean upward from his sitting position as if he were being ridden, bending his head back and growling to himself.

He could just imagine those great boobs bouncing about as she rode him, her cute face obscured by the great mounds as he pounded her hard. He let his tongue loll in delight as he knew he was building up for an orgasm and then he had a wonderful thought. What if Leo were to come in and see it? What if the perfect boy who was praising Kayleigh as really sweet today at dinner walked in on her riding his brother and begging him to thrust his huge cock right up into her tight little pussy? Wouldn't that be perfect? The image and thought triggered the sound gasp and spray that Nero had been building too and he stretched out a stiffening leg with a groan of agony as he pinched his eyes tight and tried not to give a yowl of pleasure. He lay back in the jet of water, happy it was there to wash off his cum and then looked to the ceiling. He stared in surprise to notice a blob of his special stuff sitting up on the tile and he shuddered gently with a grin... he'd have shot the poor girl right off him!

Tomas had tucked Donatella in after she had begged for another one thousand stories to be told to her that night. He had managed to ease her down after her little sneak attempt to go and annoy mum again. Donatella was a master manipulator and even worse, she was very good at lying and damn cute to boot! She had listened out for them all to be going to bed and had waddled out of her room in her night-gear, rubbing at her eyes and holding her teddy bear as she'd hoped to sneak down and get some extra time awake. But Tomas had just finished his own stint in the shower and in his night shorts he'd been about to go back to sharing his room with his twin when he'd spotted her. She'd not been able to escape as he'd picked her up and then taken her back to her room to indulge her with stories of the wild times and his own basketball game that day. As soon as he'd gotten into all the details of strategy, Donatella had been out like a light and he'd been able to leave.

Thinking about the game had only brought up thoughts about what had been said to him and the thoughts he was having about other males. It was unpleasant to think that he could be so abnormal amongst his family but in hindsight his family would not have anything that would upset them; his father was already starting to suspect and seemed to be rather eager to make a point of using protection... far more than he ever bothered to tell Nero and Tomas was happy to think his father was alright with it. He knew there was nothing in those choices that could upset his mother and Nero and Hector and the girls wouldn't be bothered... but what about Leo? It was an awkward situation, being twins meant a lot of things that one suffered the other one seemed to and Tomas was just a little anxious as he stepped back to bed.

He looked about the room and noticed Leo was still sitting up and reading a couple of magazines on his sport and had obviously started his homework but not made much progress. He was looking a little tired and Tomas knew not to ask what was bothering after Nero's little announcement of becoming a tutor. Tomas had seen Kayleigh, assumed she had a very pretty face, but he was not interested in her and straightaway he had noticed other guys staring at her. Tomas sighed as he settled down on his bed and was about to make a reference like 'girls, huh' to help his twin out, but he felt weird saying it. He was thinking about what had been said to him and what that little sneak thief had overheard... if anyone on the team found out then Tomas would be in total shit and kicked off the team! Besides, there wasn't anyone at the school he liked anyway and they certainly would not understand his really strong fascination with... urine... but he was startled when Leo turned and chuckled at him.

"So... you going to ask Grizelda out or are you going to keep that girl guessing? I wouldn't normally like to give advice on your relationships bro, but you've got to actually be seen with a girl or I am never going to get any peace! Everyone asks about it and even I'm getting curious... when are you going to choose a girl?" Leo snorted, closing his magazine and rolling on his bed to face his brother. Tomas had never felt such fear before in his life and he grimaced at the mention of the Grisson female that was, in effect, the best friend he had. She was always at his side, understood his desire to train harder and she was tough enough the other girls backed off when she was there. Grizelda was practically a bodyguard and in truth she had her suspicions about his interests too, but he had no idea if she was even interested in him in that way... he wasn't interested in her exactly. Leo could see the shock in his brother's face and gave a sudden snort. "Come on... Griz is not going to let any other lady get between you and her, give a dog a bone huh... just offer her a date and see what happens."

"Uh... I was thinking about it... she's the only one that understands how important my homework and basketball is, plus she's known me since we were tiny... maybe I should ask. But tell me Leo... do you think its weird that I'm not interested in the same girls you are?" Tomas questioned anxiously, suddenly realising that if his twin hadn't cottoned on to what was going on then the school was probably oblivious. He realised that this was probably the safest option he had, better to have been seen dating once and get a reputation as a lazy boyfriend rather than not go with someone and be put under so much pressure. But Leo had already turned back to settle for bed and had mumbled about it being better than with Nero... so Tomas flattened his ears and curled up under the cubs wanting to cry. All he could do was speak aloud and hear the grunt of agreement from Leo. "I should ask dad what he thinks..."

Meanwhile, downstairs, Eisley finished cleaning up and prepping the house for everything to take place the next day before giving a sigh of relief at the sound of the cop car pulling up. She watched her husband climb out, wave his partner off and then stroll to the door of the house. Eisley grimaced as she thought about what it must look like to see a police captain strolling into the worn out looking building and how he deserved better. She had been thinking about what Hector had said about being in a friendship with a Shipton Snow Leopardess and how really, the whole household was not good enough for those kinds of friends. She ground her teeth together as she recalled what her sister had taunted and what her own response had been. If it weren't for all their kids they'd have been a rich pair, but they would have been miserable just like Mercedes and her husband and it panicked Eisley to think that Kenny might have some vixen on the side or whatever he might be in to!

When Kenny stepped inside, Eisley looped her arms tightly around his waist the moment he came into the house and her tail wriggled in delight at his strong masculine musk. Kenny stroked her back automatically before urging her back and checking her over in his big shirt... he noticed the buttons and the way her bosom had swollen and gave a playful growl as he grasped the collar and jerked her upward for a kiss. Their lips pressed together firmly, their tongues quickly caressing one another and Eisley moaning in pleasure to this beautiful kiss. When he released her, his hands rubbed her shoulders fondly and then pressed his cheek to hers, rubbing it against hers as he purr-growled to let their scents mingle and Eisley chuckled. She took in several deep breaths of his scent, smiling warmly to have been able to smell only her own body upon him and to nuzzle her head into his thick black mane. Kenny breathed a sigh of frustration however and that told Eisley that he'd dealt with something difficult at work together and with a gently growling purr she tilted her head as he stroked her cheek, gently putting his thumb in his mouth and lapping at it lovingly.

"You really make me laugh when you look like that Ice... reminds me of how desperate you got on your first hear... that was embarrassing.... But I have to know, were you in my position.... Would you have gone ahead of with?" Kenny sighed and Eisley looked up at him in total confusion for a moment. She wondered what he'd dealt with today and then gave a soft grimace. Poor lion, he'd probably had to look over a case involving sexual misconduct again and it was making his mind bubble with uncomfortable thoughts. Eisley knew though that Kenny had refused to go all the way with her back then, he had only done what he had for her because she had been so desperate and he had been the only person she could trust. Eisley gave a sigh of fascination and then gently pressed upward to kiss her husband's nose and give a purr.

"I haven't got the same good heart you have... I probably would have given in immediately... but you're a guardian by nature, you protect and love and you want to make sure everyone is safe. You're a better cat than me." She purred as he nuzzled into his fur and then he patted her back. He obviously was too tired to deal with anything more, but tomorrow was the start of their fun time and they could deal with their desires in the morning... once the kids were out.

~22 Years Ago~

Kenny had ended up having a long and busy night indeed; he'd never ended up dealing with so many guys eager to start a fight or so many random visitations from the police to check the place out for drugs. Of course, they were always pleased to see Kenny, they all had good feelings about him joining them despite his background because lions were good propaganda and Kenny was so well built and stocky for a late teen that he was perfect poster boy material. They all had spoken to him kindly, helped him out in learning a few more rules about dealing with argumentative customers and the hyenas at the club had all praised their 'darling boy' for being so nice to the police. It was funny how much respect the hyenas gals had for the police, but it was one of the few city services aside from the garbage disposal groups that was quite keen to hire hyenas of either gender. Kenny had been happy when he could get upstairs to his room, open the door, throw off his shirt and then inhale a very startling perfume.

"Ice?" Kenny had noticed a shivering shadow in the corner under his table, his room was filled with her scent and bathed in a new kind of scent his adult brain could understand but his heart could not comprehend to be coming from such an angelic being as Eisley. He bent down onto his knees to look at the sixteen-year-old jaguar with an anxious expression when he noticed she looked so sad, but the moment her tail twitched he was swarmed by an aphrodisiac perfume coming from her core and he had to turn his head away and gasp. His body had automatically reacted, despite his best intentions he could feel the swelling already starting in his pants and he turned back toward her with fearful eyes and an anxious expression. His jaw jabbered as he gasped and looked towards the trembling, curvaceous young cat. "Your first heat? Oh shit... Ice... I know you trust me and everything... but you cannot seriously be here right now!"

"Kenny... they locked me in a bathroom, I snuck out and got here because I don't think I can trust them there. It doesn't matter if August is fired or what, he had friends keeping it all under wraps and there is no telling who he might have to give him the key to an area no one else goes. I'm not safe there... but I am safe here." Eisley stated firmly, her voice now starting to become deeper, sterner and more mature in a way that made Kenny's voice tingle. The more gravely his voice was developing the sultrier and teasing hers was gong and it drove him mad. Already Kenny had tried to choose other girls to be around, he'd had sex before when he knew Eisley had been hoping to sneak to his place to talk because it had put her off. He'd done everything he could to try and keep her away from him long enough for the law to no longer be a problem. He couldn't explain it, he was totally enamoured with the spotted girl and had been the moment she'd sneered at him when he'd seemingly rescued her. Eisley glowered at him now and he couldn't help but grind his teeth together and bash his head into his mattress to try and stop the smell.

"Go and have a shower then... drench yourself in the stuff in there... anything to reduce the smell or the hyenas will be at my throat!" Kenny growled, hateful that she would be so eager to come to him when she was at her most vulnerable and trust him to protect her when he was already having an erection. The moment Eisley nodded her head and crawled out over to the bathroom, Kenny wheezed a sigh of relief and let her go get washed, hoping the water and soap might reduce that hideously bewitching scent as he settled back onto his bed and tried to figure out a way to deal with his swollen cock. He tried to think of something that would reduce it, but instead his nose kept catching the scent and the sound of water only made him imagine this young girl naked in the water... but the problem was, Kenny never saw Eisley as a young girl but a grown lady who was more than capable of standing on her own two paws and bossing him around. That was what made it worse, he never saw her as the kid he was supposed to and never saw himself as a teen either because he'd not had the chance... he'd needed to grow up straightaway and to see himself as anything less of a full grown lion would be giving in to weaknesses that he refused to accept as the norm.

Kenny had hardly any time to get through his own thoughts or even calm down his throbbing erection before Eisley stepped out of the show looking sweet and innocent wrapped up in one of his massive towels. She had not brought her clothes out with her and that only made Kenny petrified. He was not sure what to say or what do, he needed to start belittling her or doing anything to make her annoyed with him so that they did not have to address the elephant in the room. But straightaway he could see that Eisley's face was bright red, her ears were lowered with shame and before he could say anything more he smelt and heard the unmistakable viscous drip of her excited pussy as she trembled. He knew that she was not really able to control this, that it scared her and for the life of him it scared him too. He did not want to do something that either of them would regret, but he did not want to leave her feeling so vulnerable or so petrified. She stepped right over to him, lounged on his bed and hooked her spotted paws about his arm with a swift whimper. She nuzzled into his shoulder and just wheezed in delight.

"I'm so sorry Kenny... but you're the only being I'd wanted to spend any heat with. You make me self and secure, more than anyone else has and I want you to help me. You don't have to go all the way, I just need you to help me get through this, to stop me going so crazy I started shoving things up there!" Eisley groaned in frustration and Kenny almost did not want to believe what she was saying. But then he eyed up his washing pile, noticed it had been shifted about and he was a little worried about what might have happened there in. But as she nuzzled against his chest and stroked at his mane and tell, Kenny pinched his eyes shut and thought about what he should do. He thought about what it meant to be on heat, how it meant continuous excitement for three days where they were so desperate the fuck they'd do anything and go near anyone. Most girls were locked up at that time at home where their mother's could help them get through it and learn what to do to survive with it... but no one was going to do that for Eisley. "Please Kenny..."

"I... I don't want to be like the dogs that hurt you... but I don't want you to hurt yourself.... I'll try and help you." Kenny whispered as she looped an arm over his neck and grasped at his mane again. She sat within his lap, ignoring the way his erection suddenly barged at her hip as she instead remained in the towel and sighed happily. Kenny was worried at first, but very gently he stretched his hand to her crotch and tenderly stroked her inner thigh, he did not want to go straight into it but just from his warm hands touching her sensitive and squeezable thighs, Eisley gave a moan of pleasure and stretched her legs wide. A strong wafting of hormones, pheromones and delicious beckoning smells looped out from her crevice to loop about Kenny and hold him in place. He trembled visibly, unsure if he could trust himself before he gently pressed his fingers upward, he only stroked the very edges of the lips but they were slick and sticky with her pleasure and she gasped and moaned from the sensation, her legs widening enough to make the lips fall apart slightly. Kenny gagged at the wonderful scent that swept over him and then gently he rubbed his nose to Eisley's shoulder, making her sigh and moan softly as she kissed at his head and he whispered to her. "I'll keep you satisfied with just my paw... I won't touch you with anything else."

His growling purr was enough for him to see her nipples strain out against the parting towel and he have to gulp heavily and stop himself from wanting to grab at her breasts. He had to be gentle, had to keep in control and had to make sure she understood that he did not want just this from her, that he loved her. Tenderly his fingers seeped in the warm, wet crevice as she gasped and gulped. Kenny did not want to put them inside her, not just yet, he just slid his fingers up and down, rubbing the edge of her burning hot clitoris and smiling to himself. He loved her smooth feel, he loved the way her body just oozed every time he touched her and he was desperate to lick the substance, but wouldn't. Gently he put his fingers up around her clitoris, pinching it between two knuckles and gently just rubbing them to make Eisley gasp and whimper in pleasure. She strained forward upon his lap, her hips jerking and her body acting as if she were being filled with his form as he simply moved his knuckles enough for her to pinch up, swell and then give a sudden hiccup of pleasure as she came quite gushingly over his lap and then fainted in his arms with drool visible on her mouth.

_"Every time it gets too much, I'll do that again.... I'll just rub at you and then you'll feel better. But its all I can do and it's already bad enough." Kenny growled softly with his head against her back, kissing her softly but feeling on despair for what he was doing. _