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CHAPTER 23

Finale

The sun rose over the eastern mountains, lighting up the Darreen Plains and warming the cool air of last night's shadow. Soon, the streets would be speckled with the denizens of the Plains going about their daily business and the soldiers about their duty. Though life in Darreen was a quiet one, a boring one to many, it was the preferred lifestyle over the alternative and as the sun rose, the hearts and souls of everyone else rose as well. Meanwhile, the emotions of a four-foot mouse with white fur would contrast those of the rest of the land. As the sun rose, his heart sunk. As the breeze warmed, his soul turned cold. As everyone else bustled with the coming of morn, he stood still and silent in despair.

He stood facing the northern border of the Plains, watching as the carriage carrying his wife and kids to a better life in the city climbed over the mountain crevices to the north. He knew his family was in better hands now, the general given strict instructions to ensure the safety of Sam and all her children. But the thought of not being able to come home to them every night, spend the days on break playing with his kids, cuddling on the couch with Sam, seeing them all light up as he came through the door, it tore him up inside. He thought that picturing the scorn Sam gave him after his nights spent with Allon and his men would make him feel better, but even the bad memories were still memories he cherished. While they had their differences, simply losing her presence was enough to make the mouse feel like he was losing a part of him, a limb was being removed. He felt naked and exposed without her.

As Rishi watched the wagon get smaller and smaller, it eventually came over a hill and disappeared over the peak and out of his sight. Rishi took a deep breath and very shakily exhaled, his emotional stability a house of cards in a tornado. The rest of the soldiers dispersed as ordered leaving only the mouse, the lord, and his two guards. The cougar looked on the mouse with deep sympathy over his plight, understanding what he just gave up to be with him. They'd been standing there for nearly 15 minutes and the lord was starting to feel impatient as he had duties to perform, but he didn't want to leave the mouse by himself.

He took a deep breath and slowly walked over to Rishi and placed a paw gently on his shoulder. Rishi didn't even bother to look up at Allon. "Rishi, I'm sorry. I know how you must feel right now. I know it's small consolation now, but you will see them again and when you do, they'll be happier and in better shape than you've seen them in a long time." Rishi gave no response and Allon just sighed. "Come one, Rishi. Let's go back to the High Court. You should lie down, get some rest, and if you wanna cry, then do so without reservations."

Rishi took another deep breath. "Actually... I think I'd rather be alone right now." His voice was as quiet as the cougar had ever heard it.

Allon looked unsettled by that idea. "Are you sure, Rishi. I know this is a difficult time for you and I want you to get all the support you need."

"I thank you, but for right now, I think I just want a moment to myself. I have to deal with this in my own way."

Rishi had always had Sam to rest his head on when he was feeling blue, but now he had no one, save for the Royal Court members and his feelings towards them were completely physical with little sense of emotional comfort. Without his family to be there for him, he felt like a mouse trapped in a den of felines, lingering feelings from four years of living under Identine royal family rule. Whatever might happen going forward from here on out, at that moment he felt alone and scared for his life, not from what the lord might do, but for what the unknown held for him. As a moment of silence passed with Allon's paw still on his shoulder, Rishi turned his head and finally stared up at the cougar and saw the concern in his eyes. Rishi recognized the feline was only worried for his well-being, he felt he needed to reassure the large lord.

He reached up with a paw and held the cougar's in his. "Don't worry. I'll be back at the High Court this evening. I just... need some time by myself to let everything sink in. That's just the easiest way for me to deal with everything that's happening. It's the easiest way for me to let go."

Allon still felt uncertain as to leaving the rodent to his own devices, especially in such an emotionally fragile state, but he'd spent enough time controlling the mouse's actions and he knew that if he was going to expect Rishi to trust him, he needed to trust Rishi. He forced a weak smile and nodded. "Alright, if you're really sure. Just make sure you come back to the hall tonight. I don't want to have to worry about you anymore than I need to."

Rishi forced a smile of his own. "You won't have to. I promise."

Allon patted the mouse's shoulder. "OK. Do what you gotta do. I'll be waiting for you."

Allon retrieved his paw and turned around towards his men, signaling for them to move on. Kish and Dubois stood at attention as Allon moved passed them, on his way back towards the High Court. The two guards turned and followed their leader back, leaving Rishi to stand in the streets, alone and depressed. A small part of the rodent had hoped that the carriage would appear one last time in his vision, but he knew it wouldn't happen. The redundancy of standing in the streets, watching for the cart carrying his wife and children, finally took its toll on Rishi. He could no longer bear to stay in that position and so turned around, leaving his back in the direction of his family, a single tear coming down across his face. His emotions were overflowing and more and more he was beginning to feel the need to release them, but not here out in the open. He needed someplace private and so took off south towards the Plains.

******

Rishi had never felt more apprehension, more dread to enter his home than he did now, standing there outside the fence, eyeing the two-story structure with fear and uneasiness. He'd passed by a number of people he knew and regularly talked to on the way over here, but fortunately they were all courteous enough to give the mouse some space. They all knew that Sam and the kids were leaving and Rishi was staying, but they weren't yet aware of the details. Rishi wasn't ready to reveal that information yet and asked that Allon and his men didn't either. He knew he'd have to at some point, but it was still too early to deal with that kind of attention, given his concerns that his fellow plainsmen might be judging him for his decision.

But there would be time for that later. Now, he needed to confirm to himself what he already knew and so trepidatiously wandered through the open gate and towards the front door. He didn't bother locking it, figuring that it didn't matter if anyone stole what was left since he could just get more from Allon. He opened the door and stepped inside, the furniture still in place, but small items, knickknacks, missing. Books, cooking utensils, pots and pans, wooden carvings, all gone. He stepped inside, leaving the door open, and walked over to the couch.

A wave of memories flooded his mind, images of his wife and/or kids sitting on the couch, reading, talking, sleeping, eating, crying, snuggling... Every time he came in after a hard day's work to find his wife cooking dinner while Tessa and Dex played hide and seek. Whenever he took a break and decided to spend a moment with his kids, playing or teaching them to read or write. The countless times he sat with Sam, helped her cook, comforted her when she was sad, gave her someone to hold when she was feeling lonely, or just sit and look out the window because sometimes you just want to do nothing with someone you love. The last memory he has of walking inside, seeing his family, was yesterday evening, Sam helping Tessa and Dex to pack their things, all three looking somber at the idea of leaving their home behind.

Rishi's breathing was very shaky, his whole body feeling weak and ready to topple. He lifted his head up towards the stairs, trying desperately to not think of the rooms upstairs, the empty beds and empty closets that his children used to occupy. His body shook and his lip started to quiver. He had to look away. It darted to the direction of his bedroom and the one place where his strongest memories of Sam were made. He slowly started walking towards it, terrified to peak inside, knowing what waited, or rather didn't wait, for him inside. The door was slightly ajar, so Rishi put up a paw and very slowly opened it up, revealing the reality of the situation to himself.

Several drawers were open, the contents partly emptied of Samantha's belongings. The closet door was open as well with all of Samantha's clothes having been removed leaving only Rishi's behind. Rishi stood in the doorway, reminded of the countless times he and Sam slept together, the many fights they had arguing about the current state of their lives, the tributes, what was going to happen to the kids if something happened to them, and every night they cuddled up together for bed. Lying down together, their bodies naked or dressed in nighttime attire, breathing in each others scent and reminding the other that they were still there, still a part of their life. The feeling of holding each other, wrapping their arms around each other, sharing in the peacefulness the night brought the both of them. Dreams of serene thoughts and pleasant times, past and future, lives that were always better than what they had at any one point.

All of that... gone. No more touch of Sam's paws on his chest, no more getting to breathe in her scent, no more sharing in the experience of sexual fortitude. From this point on, it would all be a distant memory. Rishi stepped towards the bed, his wife's scent still prevalent in the air, but strongest on the bed. The sheets were ruffled, the covers disorganized from their final night together, though neither Sam nor Rishi slept particularly well that night. Rishi's eyes began to well up, his tear ducts like dams unable to hold back the overflowing surface of tears.

Rishi let out a light sob as he let the first few tears flow down his cheek to his chin. His sobs grew a little louder as his legs became weak and he collapsed forward onto the bed. He pulled his legs up, crying more tears that fell to the bed as his body began to shake. He looked up and saw Sam's pillow, reaching for it and pulling it towards him, sniffing it and whiffing at Sam's dilute scent. Finally, Rishi let go and allowed his emotions to flow out, his cries and sobs becoming overwhelmingly audible to the point that anyone outside passing by would hear the distraught rodent. Rishi didn't care, though, and continued to sob, shouting cries of tortured emotional pain as his tears flowed like waterfalls. He pulled the pillow to his torso and hugged it tight, envisioning himself holding Sam one last time as he allowed his uninhibited sadness to leak out, or rather bust through. He cried and cried and cried, closing his eyes and using every ounce of energy he had into expressing his utter despondency.

It was several hours later when Rishi came to his senses. Whether or not he drifted into subconscious during that time he couldn't say, but as he opened his eyes and groggily sat up in the bed, he found himself exhausted, but unable to sleep. His face fur was heavily matted and his eyes burned with a slight tinge and while his heart hung low, he found he was emotionally spent. Now, he merely wallowed in grief and self-loathing as for the first time for the rest of his life, he awoke knowing his wife would never be waking up next to him. It was a doleful thought, but fortunately for the rodent there were no tears left to shed, which allowed his mind to wander to less gloomy things.

One thing was certain, though. At the moment, he couldn't be alone. As he looked around his bedroom, the daylight fading from the setting sun, a thought crossed Rishi's mind: this wasn't his home anymore. This wasn't his bed, that wasn't his living room, that wasn't his couch, that wasn't his den, it wasn't his house. This house would belong to someone else and soon they would make new memories of their own in here. Rishi knew that and in his depressed state it only made him sadder thinking about it, the only home he's known and the last reminder of the family he just lost. But that was the reality of the situation and Rishi had to come to terms with it, whether he liked it or not.

Finally, after stewing in his own misery, he finally got the energy and the willpower to stand up from the bed and make the long trek to his new home to begin his new life.

******

Rishi didn't have to walk the whole way back. His walk, to his good fortune, was turned into a ride when a carriage pulled aside and offered to take him to the Hall. It seemed curious to Rishi for someone from the Felis Army to stop for him now, given that his mateship with Allon hadn't yet been announced. He wasn't about to argue, though, and gladly accepted, still feeling a bit tired and wanting to save his energy for what he was sure awaited him back at the High Court.

Upon arriving, he walked up to the two guards, a leopard and a civet. "Hello, good sirs. I'm here to see Lord Allon."

The leopard turned to Rishi and smiled. "He's been expecting you, Rishi. We've been given orders to grant you access at your own behest."

Rishi was a little surprised, but it made sense given that he would be spending most of his time here now. He smiled back and nodded, turning towards the front door. He went inside and saw the entire Royal Court having dinner, their voices carrying easily over to the entrance. The front half of the hall was dimly illuminated with sparsely any candles or torches lit, while the back half where the court members were eating was much more intensely lighted. He felt his stomach jump up upon hearing the five feline men, their dominant voices eliciting nervousness from the rodent, a reaction he was worried would not dissipate anytime soon. The entire Royal Guard was wearing their normal attire, but both Kish and Dubois had discarded their armor. Allon, however, had changed out of his fancy singlet and adorned himself with a casual loincloth of crimson red, arm bands, and legs bands. He pushed past his hesitant desires and walked forward slowly, not bothering to announce himself or make any attempt to gain their attention.

Allon was the first to notice him as he began walking up the stairs. "Rishi! Welcome back. I was starting to worry about you." Allon stood up from his seat, a wide smile on his face as he watched Rishi approach the table.

As Rishi reached them, he stopped, a sullen look on his face. He raised his head to stare back at the five felines, the more jovial atmosphere seemingly affected by his dour attitude. Not wanting to spoil everyone else's evening with his own problems, he forced a weak smile and nodded back at the lord. "Thank you for your concern, Allon, but I'm really OK. Forgive me if I seem a bit... down."

Allon let out a sigh, seemingly irritated with something, but he let it pass and shook his head. "Rishi, there's nothing to forgive. You're going through a lot right now and I understand. We all understand. It'll take some time and we have plenty of it now. Okay?"

Rishi was feeling exuberant that the lord was showing him such sympathy for his current situation. He smiled weakly again, this time without forcing it, and nodded. "Okay."

Amarro, who was situated just to the right of Allon, lifted his head and addressed the mouse. "So, Rishi, with everything going on, are you feeling alright? Can we get anything for you?"

Rishi looked over at the lion, reluctant to ask anything, still feeling like a subject to the Identine felines, when his stomach reminded him of something that's been on his mind. "Um... well actually, there is something. I haven't eaten anything all day and I am pretty hungry."

Allon smiled. "Well, I think we can take care of that. Come, have a seat next to me."

It was then that Rishi noticed everyone's placement at the dinner table. Amarro was situated to Allon's right and next to him sat Jarai. Dubois was across the table and next to him was Kish, who sat to Allon's left, but between him and the cougar was an empty seat reserved just for him. Rishi blushed a little knowing the lord and his men had considered Rishi's new position like this, but as hungry as he was he didn't want to think too much on it. He began to walk towards the empty seat as Allon moved to fetch the mouse some food.

Kish held up a paw and stood up. "Don't trouble yourself, Roland. I'll get it."

"Thank you, Kish."

The tiger nodded at his lord and turned to Rishi, smiling down at him as he approached and placing a paw on the rodent's shoulder. He then turned towards the kitchen and as he moved away, Rishi caught the tiger's scent and suddenly the anxiety he felt about his family leaving and becoming mate to the lord of Darreen dissipated, replaced with a more carnal emotion. The mouse welcomed the sudden change from his constant depression as it provided a welcome distraction from his main fixation. He turned towards the empty seat, Allon staring down at the table waiting for Rishi to reach for the chair. As he did, the cougar held out a paw.

"Hold on, Rishi." The mouse stopped, looking back at the puma disquietly with fear that he'd done something wrong. Allon looked back at the rodent with soft eyes. "I didn't say anything earlier because you were distressed and had a lot to deal with, but I feel I need to say something and get you to start working on something you need to change." Allon paused and Rishi stood uneasy, his heart beating faster, while the rest of the court watched Allon with suspicious eyes. "If you're going to be my mate, you need to get used... to calling me Roland." Rishi let out a sigh of relief as the royal guards loosened up, smirking at the feline's subversion. "You are not my subject anymore. You're my equal. There are no more titles or honorifics. Just... call me by my true name like the rest of my men."

Rishi calmed down and let his heartbeat return to normal. The idea of being so formal with the cougar was something the mouse wasn't used to, but he was able to get comfortable with calling him Allon without 'Lord' preceding it. "That's... not gonna be easy."

"I know," Roland replied with a smile. "But again, we have time."

Rishi let out a soft smile and sat down, though once seated he realized the chairs were not designed for someone of his stature. Though he was able to clearly see over the table, when seated next to the rest of the Royal Court he appeared as a child sitting at the grown-ups dinner table. Everyone else smirked, making Rishi feel embarrassed and a little self-conscious.

Roland chuckled lightly. "Sorry about the seating, Rishi. All of our visiting dignitaries are a bit taller, but I'll see to it that a higher chair is made for your comfort."

Rishi blushed, feeling on the spot as all eyes gazed at the shortest patron of the High Court. "Thank you, Allo- Roland."

The cougar nodded back at him. "In the meantime..." Roland retrieved a block of wood and held it out for Rishi to see. "If you'd like, you can use this. Sometimes, visitors bring their children and we give them these so they can eat at the table."

Rishi took a look at the block, realizing the cougar was just trying to be nice, but still feeling humiliated for his size. However, he'd had enough drama for the day- week- year and he just wanted to get on with the evening. Without saying anything, he stood up from the chair, politely accepted the block, and placed it on the seat. When he sat back down, he sat as tall and as proud as the felines, or as proud as he could sitting on an uncomfortable block of wood like a child.

Roland was about to take his seat when the front doors opened and one of Roland's generals stepped in. Quickly, he made his way to Roland and bowed respectfully. "What is it?" Roland asked of his soldier. Rishi didn't bother looking back at the feline, apprehensive that he might be staring in his direction, judging him, and he didn't want to find out.

"My lord, we have news from the south," he responded.

"News? What news?"

There was a pause. "Forgive me, my lord, but I think it would be more appropriate to have this conversation in private."

Roland looked down at Rishi, who glanced back at Roland with a look of shame. Roland gave a slight scowl, but relented. "Fine." The cougar stood up to leave. The general stepped aside as Roland moved behind Rishi, placing a paw on the mouse's shoulder. "Get some food, relax, and try not to worry too much. I'll be back before long, okay?"

Rishi nodded as Roland removed his paw and led the general out the front door. Rishi felt a tingle throughout his body after Roland put his hand on his shoulder, a warm sensation spreading to his loins. His body was beginning to take over as his mind became exhausted and his mental acuity was giving way to his more primal urges. The mouse was happy to concede given the stressful events he's gone through the last few days, but for the moment he was still too distracted by everything that's happened.

Kish arrived from the kitchen carrying a dinner tray just as the door to the front entrance shut closed. The tiger turned in that direction before heading over to the table. He set the tray down in front of Rishi, a bowl of vegetable soup, a slice of fresh bread, and a cheese wedge sat temptingly on the tray. Vapors diffused upwards from the hot broth, the tantalizing scents acting as yet another distraction from the rodent's problems and helping to lift his spirits. There was also an empty glass on the tray that Kish picked up before addressing the mouse.

"Would you like water or mead?" the tiger asked.

Rishi looked up at the large feline. "You have mead?"

Kish cracked a smile at the small rodent's reaction. "Yes. Would you like some?"

Rishi nodded enthusiastically. "Yes, please. It's been a long time since I've had it."

Kish poured the glass full of the choice drink and placed it back on the tray. "So, where'd Roland go off to?"

Jarai spoke up. "One of the generals had news of the south, but he didn't want to talk about it in front of..."

The lynx trailed off, seemingly oblivious to Rishi's feelings on the matter before it was too late. The mouse stared up at Jarai, as did everyone else, Kish looking somewhat confused at first. Rishi lowered his head, feeling like an outcast, leaving Jarai with an expression of guilt on his face.

Kish finally understood what was happening. "Oh. Don't take it too personally. His men are very strict and sticklers when it comes to the rules. Hell, sometimes, their not even comfortable speaking in front of us either."

"It's OK," Rishi said in a low voice. "I understand." He took a deep breath, letting the savory aroma of the court's dinner tempt his olfactory sense and provide him with a more pleasant experience. "Besides, this smells too good for me to be too upset." Rishi half lied as he picked up a spoon to begin his meal.

Kish smiled and stepped to the side, taking his seat between Rishi and Dubois, Jarai maintaining a regretful look on his face. Rishi dug into his meal, eating with abandon as his appetite seemingly caught up to him thanks in no small part to the sumptuous taste of the culinary dishes. The cheese in particular was delectable to the rodent, a Taleggio cheese with a stinky aroma, but an alluring flavor that went very well with the bread. After he'd finished most of his meal, Rishi began to notice how quiet the royal guards were and looked up to see they were all staring at him. He knew they'd finished their meal, but he felt so on the spot all of a sudden. He tried not to think about it and continue to finish his meal, but he found himself quite uncomfortable being gawked at by the Royal Court members.

"Hey, Rishi," Dubois said in a soft voice. Rishi lowered his spoon and looked past the tiger sitting next to him at the cheetah. "I know this is a long time coming and I feel like this should've been said long ago, but... I'm sorry... for everything. I know this whole thing started from different intentions, but it spun out of control really fast and much farther than it ever should have. And I can't put the blame on anyone because I played a part in it myself and didn't do as much as I could to stop it, so I hope... I hope that some day you can forgive me for what I've done to you."

There was a newfound tension in the air emanating from all five people present and it resonated in all directions. The attention that Dubois drew to himself seemed to get mirrored back to Rishi and he felt the air in the hall getting warmer. Now that his meal was mostly finished, the tray going on empty and the aroma of edible delights had faded, Rishi suddenly noticed another scent in the air, not as ripe as the cheese, but much more alluring.

"Dubois," Amarro interjected. "You've done more for Rishi than anyone else here." Amarro turned to the mouse. "You don't know this Rishi, but if it weren't for Dubois, Roland wouldn't have changed his mind on your daily tributes." Rishi was fully aware of it, but the words got stuck in his throat when he tried to vocalize. Instead, he was focused on the pervading musk that seemed to arise from nothing, possibly strengthened by the tense atmosphere felt by all the cats currently present. Rishi's body temperature seemed to rise, but not from the attention he was getting from the cheetah or the lion.

"Nevertheless, I could've done more and for what it's worth, I am sorry for being a part of this," Dubois added. "Besides, Amarro, you stood up for me as well. You played a big part in changing Roland's mind."

"Yes, but you took the first step. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have said anything."

"I don't think that's true. I think you would've realized how selfish Roland was being."

Amarro seemed uncomfortable with the direction Dubois was taking the conversation. He knew he was right, but he didn't like talking about his lordship like that. "Regardless, it's done. We've all learned our lesson and Rishi, for what's it's worth, I'm sorry too."

"Me too, Rishi."

"I am as well."

The other two felines apologized, Rishi blushing, still used to getting treated with respect. "And now that you're Roland's mate," Kish continued, "it's our job to ensure you're safety and well-being with the same dedication that we provide Roland. We are here to serve you, Rishi."

The room seemed to be getting warmer and the mouse was visibly perspiring, the situation sending various signals throughout his body. He hated being put on the spot like this and felt the embarrassment creeping up on him again. However, the smell of the felines was attacking his senses and his primeval desires were taking over, driving him to a state of amorous intent. He looked up at the guards, their eyes on him awaiting a response, garnering further blushes and a radiant glow of sweat as he took in all the attention.

Wanting to end the uncomfortable exchange, he spoke softly and shakily. "W- With all due respect, and if... if it's all the same to you, I... I'd like to just move passed what happened in the past and begin a new life for myself, one where I'm not a victim." The guards were taken aback by his response, figuring he'd show a bit more antipathy towards them for their involvement in his shameful tributes. However, they weren't going to dwell on it and smiled happily and nodded in agreement.

"I couldn't agree more."

"Same here."

"I'd like that too."

"Absolutely."

With that said, Rishi looked down at his tray, ignoring what the felines were doing or discussing, staring at the image of a mouse looking back at him. Regardless of lingering feelings of resentment he held towards the guards, the strong, sexy musk of felines was driving Rishi's mind to lustful thoughts. The negative aspects of his past experiences were being shoved aside so he could focus on the positive ones. The scent in the air reminded him of the feeling of soft fur upon his naked form, wet and glistening bodies engaged in physically exhaustive activities, his asshole being spread open wide while his prostate was punished in the most sensuous ways. As these thoughts entered his mind, the image in the soup changed to that of a cougar, tall and handsome, thick and muscular, and the mouse's crotch became warm and his braies became tight. He couldn't hold back anymore, couldn't wait any longer for the cougar to conclude his business. His body knew what he needed and he needed it now.

"Excuse me gentlemen," Rishi said, pushing back his chair as best he could and hopping off.

"Everything OK," Amarro asked.

"I need to see Allon... ... ... Roland!" he shouted, reminding himself of what the lord said to him, but his back was to the felines as he walked with urgency towards the front entrance to find the man he desired.

A small tent appeared on the front of his pants, but he didn't care. He'd spent two years hiding his attraction, he was finished hiding. He reached the door and opened it, peering outside and seeing the lord engaged in conversation with not only the general, but several other soldiers. He stepped outside, leaving the door open, taking several steps and stopping, opening his muzzle to call out 'Roland' to the puma, but stopping himself. He still wasn't ready to reveal his relationship with the lord yet and he felt such familiarity with the cougar would give too much away.

"Lord Allon," he called out, the lord turning in Rishi's direction. "Can I speak with you in private, please?" Roland stood up, ready to speak, but Rishi interjected. "It's urgent."

Roland looked hesitant, but gave in to the mouse. "I'll be right back," he said to his men before walking back towards the rodent. Rishi felt a bit awkward and nervous, worried he offended the lord, but his body didn't care and right now his lower torso had dibs on the blood supply. Roland placed his paw on Rishi's shoulder and they walked inside. He shut the door behind them and quietly muttered to Rishi, "I told you to call me Roland."

"I know, it's just... I- I still don't feel comfortable being so formal with you yet... not in public at least."

Roland smiled. "That's alright. I understand. But when we're alone, I don't want any formalities, alright?"

Rishi nodded. "Alright... Roland."

The cougar smiled and chuffed as he led his mate to his bedchamber, now their bedchamber. Roland closed the door behind them, Rishi standing in front of the bed, eyeing it with eager anticipation for the evening's events. Roland stood by the door, giving the mouse some space, misinterpreting his request for the lord's presence.

"You OK, Rishi? I know there's a lot going on in your head, watching your family leave like that. If you just want someone to be with you, I'm fine with that. We don't have to sleep together yet. Just let me finish up my business outside and I'm all yours for the rest of the night."

It was a generous thought, but for Rishi it wasn't good enough. If the cougar was suggesting all they do for the evening was cuddle, he was certainly misreading the mouse's intentions. Rishi turned around quickly, eyeing the feline's washboard stomach. He clenched his paws, his body shaking with lustful ambitions, his breathing increasing. He tried to think of a diplomatic way to express his feelings, but it was taking too long to think of something and his mind was too focused on purely erotic subjects.

"I need you, Roland." There was a pause before Rishi looked up into Roland's eyes, desperation in his features. "I need you now more than ever. I feel so alone right now, like I could break down and cry myself to death, but when I'm around you, your men, I feel a desperate need to be mated by you. Not gently, not cautiously, not like a casualty of your previous conduct, but like a man, like an equal, like someone you... like someone you really want to fuck. That's the only things that's going to distract me from my problems and make me feel like I truly belong."

Roland stood in astonishment at the mouse's words. For him to be so direct and outgoing took the cougar by surprise, but his request was sparking his own lustful desires and his longing for the mouse was quickly taking precedence over all other issues on his mind. However, given his history with the mouse, he didn't want to feel like he was taking advantage of the rodent and he was worried Rishi was still too fixated on his family leaving. He'd be lying if he said he didn't want it as badly as Rishi claimed to, but he also didn't want to put the mouse in a worse situation.

"Are you sure, Rishi? We can wait if you really want to." At this point, Rishi's mouth was closed and he was breathing in through his nose, his breath labored and an audible sucking noise was heard with every breath he took. Roland looked on with a concerned expression. "Are you alright, Rishi."

"I need your scent," the rodent replied without a second worth of thought. He stepped forward slowly. "I never thought your smell would be so alluring, so enticing, especially now when I feel the most vulnerable." He stopped directly in front of the puma and placed his paws on Roland's stomach, brushing his fingers through the soft, golden-brown fur. "But there's an urgency, a desperation that I feel stirring in my loins that tells me that I need that very smell all over me, all around, to consume every part of me, and that..." he looked up into Roland's eyes, "is just the beginning."

Roland let his jaw hang loose a bit, breathing heavier as his own temperature began to rise as the mouse that he loved ran his hands across his naked belly. His crotch stirred and blood began to pool in his groin, his cock feeling the effects of his arousal as his sheath began to fill out. The cougar looked down at Rishi, the desperation in the mouse's eyes getting transferred to him, overflowing with erotic intent. He tried to discern some sort of deception, obligation, or guilt in Rishi's expression, but all he saw was a small, white-furred murine man who wanted the cougar to make him his mate.

Roland turned around, opened the door, and peaked his head out. "Amarro." The lion turned in the lord's direction. "...or Kish, or anyone." They looked over at the addled feline. "Go inform the soldiers that they're dismissed. We'll finish our business tomorrow. For now, I do not want to be disturbed. You're all free for the rest of tonight. Please do not bother us."

Without waiting for a response, the lord shut the door on his men, leaving them to gossip and conjecture what the two would be doing behind closed doors, though it wasn't much of a secret. Roland turned back around, Rishi's eyes were fluttering anxiously and his breathing had grown more labored. "I'm yours now, Rishi. Everything you want, I'll give it. My scent, my touch, my cock, my cum, it all belongs to you now."

Rishi noticeably shuddered at Roland's words, dirty, sexual, and seductive, and uninhibited the way the mouse wanted it. The mouse brought his paws up and continued to molest the large cat, feeling up his stomach, every bump and crevice tough as stone, yet soft and velvety to the touch. His breathing remained ragged, his tail twitching and flailing around behind him in a display of excitement. His muzzle remained closed so he could continue to inhale the cougar's scent, the pheromones exuded by the lord causing an intense build-up of sexual tension. Rishi moved his paws up to the cougar's chest, large and budding with two hairless spots with large, pointed nipples protruding out prominently. The mouse gazed at the enormous muscles, jutting out like an awning on the side of a building. He ran his paws slowly over the sensitive skin, the sensation of Rishi's padded palms touching his naked nipples sending jolts of pleasure through the cougar's body. He swung his tail back and forth methodically, moaning softly at the touch.

Rishi continued to fondle the massive feline chest as Roland moved his arms over to gently massage Rishi's waist. As the puma brought his arms into reaching distance, the mouse moved his paws over to caress the muscled arms. He ran his hands over every bump and every crease, squeezing with little effect on the unnaturally defined biceps and the overtly rugged triceps. He was mesmerized by their size, their definition, the strength that they held, seduced by the power they held that once made the rodent shiver with fear. He shuddered at the thought of having these arms wrapped around him, holding him tightly while the owner shoved his cathood deep inside his bowels.

He closed his eyes as his cock filled his braies, attempting to calm his breathing, a strong desire to ask the cougar to forego any foreplay and take him on the bed right then and there. He moved his paws further down the feline's arms, his forearms just as muscular and just as bumpy as his biceps and it fueled the mouse's fiery lust. He looked up into the lord's eyes, his big, beautiful green eyes, and stared almost empty-minded, never really noticing the attractive appeal they held. Roland was no longer second guessing the mouse's needs, reading every movement and every mannerism as a call to seduce and to ravish him.

As the mouse stared up at him, his own gorgeous blue eyes, sweet, innocent, perfect, begging for sexual release. The feline didn't need Rishi to guide him the entire time, their former escapades acting as the groundwork to which their current encounter was built on. As such, he saw in Rishi's expression a desire to continue their tradition and so the cougar leaned down slowly, bringing his face to the mouse's. What once drove the rodent to distaste before now made his heart pound with excitement. He turned his head to the side, Roland's paws pulling the mouse up against his body. They closed their eyes as their furry lips came together, cat and rodent whiskers clashing as they shared their first kiss as mates.

Their lips parted together forming an imperfect seal, an act that has been repeated so many times that the sensation had been burned into each others memory. However, before Rishi resisted as he found the act repulsive, now he found it intoxicating to have the large cat's maw connect with his. Their muzzles formed a single mouth, their distinct breaths mingling together, the staleness of both mixing into a combination of feline and rodent. Their lips danced as they made out, the feline's tongue once again snaking its way into Rishi's maw and exploring the dark, damp confines that it practically knew by heart. This was only the second time the mouse found himself excited to have the rough, slimy organ invade his muzzle and it was making the erection within his pants harder to bear. He wanted to reach down and adjust it to make it more comfortable, but he decided to keep his arms on the feline's large, manly biceps.

They continuously sucked away at each others mouths, the cougar's saliva building up and pooling over into Rishi's muzzle. The mouse was salivating more than he ever had in previous make-out sessions, giving the puma a better taste of the mouse's drool. They breathed into each others maw, taking breaths in through their noses and taking in the scent of their partner. The mixture of Rishi's musk and the passion with which he was kissing the feline aroused Roland quickly, his cock head sticking out of its hiding spot and poking against the front of his loincloth, a small dribble of pre-ejaculate seeping out and staining the garment. Rishi lashed out with his tongue against Roland's, licking along the coarse organ, tasting it, admiring it, letting the sensation drive him mad with lust and euphoria.

His paws moved back to Roland's chest, rubbing sensuous circles along the furry mounds and skinless nipples, eliciting moans from the cougar which were stifled by the mouse's maw. Roland's paws began to roam with one paw cupping Rishi's cheek and the other moving around to his back. Rishi began moaning like a wild animal, constant muffled noises escaping through locked lips that never stopped moving. As their saliva built up, it began to leak down their chins, large strands of drool sifting downward through white and brown fur, but neither one cared. Rishi found having the feline's spit seeping onto him enticing as it spread the feline's scent into his fur.

Rishi's paws continued to roam along the lord's body, moving downward onto his mountainous abs, pressing as forcefully as he could into the cougar's taught midsection. Roland took the make-out a bit further, jamming his tongue further into Rishi's muzzle, moving past the mouse's tongue right into the back of Rishi's throat, but the rodent didn't pull away. He moaned even louder, reaching around behind the feline and grabbing his tight, round buttocks and squeezing them tightly. Roland moaned into the kiss, causing the make-out between the mammals to increase in intensity. Rishi pulled the cougar forward into him, pressing his crotch against his own stomach, sensing the hardened, but still confined, penis pressing against him through the fabric.

Feeling Roland's cathood press against him was a bit much for the rodent and Rishi had to pull away, for which Roland gladly pulled his tongue out and let him. Long strands of stale feline and murine saliva dribbled off of Roland's open maw and stained Rishi's face along his upper jaw with one strand covering his right eye. The two stood in that pose for a moment, each catching their breath as the extreme nature of their most intense make-out session took its toll on them both. Rishi continued to clench his partner's ass, the feeling of the puma's hard, chiseled rump in his paws and his rock-hard cock pressing against him a pleasurable experience to the rodent. Roland reached down, placing one paw on his back and another on the top of his head, softly rubbing both areas lovingly.

After taking a moment to catch his breath, Rishi stuffed his nose into Roland's stomach fur and took a long, hard whiff of the cougar's scent. The feline's sweet and sour musk flooded his olfactory senses, causing him to shiver with erotic delight and he sniffed again. He squeezed with shaking paws as the mouse succumbed to his primitive arousal at the cougar's scent, a sexual stance of submissive desires the mouse felt drawn to. He continued to sniff away at the cougar's torso for a while as Roland continued to pet the mouse's head and back. Rishi eventually turned his head and began rubbing his cheek against Roland, anointing himself with the feline's scent. Residual strands of spit on the rodent's face stained the lord's fur leaving small areas of matted fur behind. Roland simply smiled down at the horny rodent and continued to pet him.

"For years your muscled physique frightened me because I felt intimidated by someone so large and buff," Rishi said softly with eyes closed. "Now... *pant* now it just feels so sexy, so hard, so well-defined... and it's all mine."

Roland chuckled and flexed his rump, eliciting a soft moan from Rishi at the exotic movement. His paws soon wandered further down the cougar's body to his tree-trunk like thighs, every muscle popping out like a topographical map of physical perfection covered in fur. Rishi rubbed down the feline legs while continuing to breathe in his scent, moaning under his breath in bliss while Roland stood still and let the mouse happily explore his body. The mouse's paws slowly moved to his inner thighs, underneath the flap of his loincloth to the fabric containing his manly jewels underneath. Roland let out a loud gasp as the mouse's exploration led him to such an erogenous area and once they found it, they didn't let go. Rishi's paws found the large, round testicles and sheath underneath and played around with them, rubbed against them, rolled them around under the soft cloth, causing Roland to grit his teeth and groan in pleasure.

Rishi's left paw moved in between Roland's legs, squeezing between his tight thighs and rubbing along the cloth-covered taint. The warmth being exuded by Roland's thick, beefy legs surrounded Rishi's arm, transferring to the rodent appendage and spreading throughout Rishi's body. He continued fondling the cougar's taint as his right paw moved upwards along the crotch pouch, his padded palm coming across a wet spot on the fabric as he traced the outline of the feline's barbed head. He rubbed it a little and gave it a light squeeze, causing Roland to shudder and groan loudly under the treatment, a strip of drool hanging off the side of his muzzle and landing on the back of Rishi's ear.

The mouse looked up and saw the feline's lips glistening with spit and his eyes glistening with euphoria. Rishi's heart began to pound, his nerves firing rapidly as he moved closer to the main event, but feeling apprehensive about his next move. His mind still held some control over his actions, but his body maintained dominance and what it wanted he provided. He gulped nervously as his paws moved out from under the cloth flap and he looked back down at the puma's crotch. Slowly, he lowered himself down, dropping to his knees and bending over slightly so that his head came underneath the crotch flap. He ducked under it and came up, covered under the feline crotch covered in red fabric that separated his face from the lord's royal privates.

As he brought his face up, he gulped again, his body shaking from a mixture of nervousness, embarrassment, and excitement at the highly personal and erotic act, the cougar's flap covering the back of his head. He leaned forward, pressing his nose up against the soft cloth and gently breathed in through his nose. As the rich, musky scent invaded his nostrils, he had to grit his teeth and force his mouth shut to stifle the loudest moan he'd ever uttered in the lord's presence. The smell was clear and crisp, but still soft, the main source of the cougar's manly odor being covered up and impeded, but he wasn't ready yet for the full effect. He lifted his face up, dragging his nose along the red fabric, his nostrils tracing the scrunched up testicles, the soft sheath, and finally reaching the wet spot that hid the cougar's hose. The exit point for his lordship's manly essence hidden behind that very spot, moist to the touch and enhancing the rich, feline smell, Rishi took another whiff and shuddered a little, the scent stronger and more arousing.

He pressed his muzzle forward, continuing to sniff the puma's crotch, more and more, he pressed with as much force as he could, jamming his face into Roland's crotch and whiffing his scent with abandon. Roland moaned in ecstasy, running his paws along his belly, his chest, his waist as the mouse fondled his junk with his face. Both creature's tails wagged back and forth with pleasure, the heat growing in the air, pheromones bouncing off the walls and driving the two mates into heat.

Rishi was breathing faster now, taking in more and more of the cougar's scent, his mind being altered by the endless amount of pheromones produced by the feline. But he desired more now, something stronger and more effective, so he reached up between Roland's legs and searched the base of his tail for the strap holding his loincloth on. He found it and untied it, loosening it up. He then brought his hand up and to the side, gripping the waistband of the garment and slowly pulling it down. Roland began to turn red as the mouse stripped him, the urge to satiate his sexual longing rising exponentially. Rishi pulled at the loincloth, moving aside and allowing it to fall to the floor, exposing Roland's privates to the warm, open air. His cock was half-hard and half-exposed on sight, but once it was free of his clothing confines, it began to grow to its full form.

The pit of Rishi's stomach tingled with exhilaration at the sight of Roland's naked crotch, the very definition of sexy. Free of obstructions, Rishi leaned forward and pressed his nose deep and forcefully against the lord's crotch, in between his sheath and testicles, and sniffed at the source of the feline funk. Rishi breathed in hard and long, filling his lungs with hot, rich, strong, stale, pheromone-rich cougar musk and the effect was immediate and grandiose. The mouse couldn't control himself as he shot his head back, arched his back, and shuddered as he moaned out loud, eyes wide with erotic bliss. The odor was so strong, so potent, so arousing that Rishi felt his climax already building up from the scent alone. Roland's ears perked up as Rishi howled with delight and the cougar stared down at the rodent as he experienced a sensation altogether new to him. He smiled wide, his breathing ragged, his body warm and beginning to perspire, and they weren't even close to fucking yet.

Rishi had to breathe through his mouth a bit before he was able to regain control of himself. As he sat back on his haunches, allowing the oxygen to return to his brain, he stared back up at the sexy, odoriferous package that Roland was carrying and he was hungry for more. His nose twitched and he licked his lips, his body shaking as his eagerness took over and he lunged upward and forward, plunging his muzzle into the aromatically strong feline genitals. He shut his mouth and breathed in the strong scent, letting the musky scent overwhelm his olfactory sensors, driving him further into an amorous state. The cougar's smelly crotch was like an aphrodisiac to the mouse, building up a sexual appetite for a man he never felt this way before.

He rubbed his nose around, garnering grunts of approval from Roland who just stood there and watched with glee as the mouse he feared hated him was rubbing his nose all over his scrotum. Rishi sniffed away, his body heat rising, particularly in his groin and ass region, his sexual appetite growing all the more virile and feral the more he inhaled Roland's musk. He began rubbing the rest of his face in Roland's junk, his chin, his cheeks, his temple, the spit-matted fur from their shared kiss spreading outward into the feline fur. As the scent of puma musk took control of Rishi's mind, he took note of the long, fleshy member protruding from the thin, withdrawn sheath and felt eager for that particular scent. He reached up with a paw and grabbed the cougar penis at the base, the lord's dick hard, hot, and moist from its previous confinement. He pressed his nose against the stiff cock and breathed in the distinctive scent, inhaling a few droplets of cock-scented sweat, rolling his eyes in sexual ecstasy.

After a few more inhales, he parted his lips, stuck out his tongue, and dragged it up along the length, lapping up the tart, salty taste of the lord's pole. He licked along the side then moved to the underside, licking up small droplets of cougar sweat rich with the funky flavor of feline cock. Roland leaned his head back and moaned, his paws hanging off to the side and clenching in sensual bliss. Rishi's muzzle came into contact with a small strip of pre-cum that dribbled down the length of Roland's dick. He closed his mouth and ran his nose along the flesh until he reached the urethral opening, covering his muzzle in the cougar's wet pre-ejaculate. His cock bobbed in its confines as he opened up his muzzle and licked the feline glans, garnering loud cries of erotic pleasure from the cock's owner. He licked several times, encircling the head as best he could with his tongue, coaxing out another small sample of pre that the mouse happily lapped up, savoring the rich, creamy flavor.

He held the cock in both hands, his mind lost to the carnal pleasures received from smelling Roland's scent, tasting his body, and feeling his musculature. He felt a tingling in his crotch and his orgasm continued to grow, slowly, but in a way the mouse couldn't complain about given it was happening from simply sniffing the feline's scent. Roland enjoyed the rodent's treatment immensely, his warm tongue and soft paws instigating an early build up to his own climax. However, as he stood there looking down at Rishi, the mouse lost to lust, his musky pheromones effecting him like a mindless animal in heat and desperate to mate, the cougar couldn't help but feel envious of the rodent and wanted to experience that same mental state.

Disinclined to interfere with Rishi's oral grooming of his cock, Roland reluctantly reached down and gently pulled the rodent's muzzle off his member and held him steady. The mouse, still holding the erect phallus, stared back at the cougar with hungry eyes. Roland smiled down at Rishi, petting his head softly before gripping his chin and scritching it slowly. "My turn?" he asked.

Rishi, who had become so enamored with the puma's musk he lost mental fortitude, found his cognitive faculties returning to a state of normalcy. He couldn't believe the lord's scent would have such a pronounced effect on his mind, but it appeared his abstinence from personal pleasure during his former episodes with the lord had amassed greater tension than he originally suspected. Fortunately, Roland had enough sexual craving for his body that he disrupted his oral and olfactory fixation for the moment. The mouse enjoyed the feline's scent immensely, far more than he ever thought possible given how he trained his mind to disapprove of it, but he had other activities in mind that he wanted to experience. He didn't want to spend the whole night resting on his knees getting high on cougar funk.

He took a deep breath and released Roland's dick, using his paws for leverage as he shakily got to his feet. He stood unsteadily, Roland placing a paw on either shoulder to help balance him. Once Rishi found his equilibrium, the pair stared back into each others eyes and after a moment, Roland began to purr softly. His paws moved from Rishi's shoulders down his arms slowly, feeling the lithe, tender frame through the soft fabric of his tunic. He moved his paws to the mouse's chest and stomach, caressing his torso as Rishi just stood there while the lord took his turn exploring his partner's body.

Standing at attention while the cougar inspected him like livestock reminded him of when he was the lord's tribute, memories of helplessness and submissiveness flooding his mind. But this time those same emotions didn't arise, he didn't feel helpless or submissive and he could leave at any time, but he had no desire to. Seeing the feline tower over him, his large paws applying pressure to his 'pecs' and 'abs', he felt like there was a large, protective blanket overshadowing him, comfortable and secure. The cougar's scent lingered in his nose, the taste of his penis still dancing on his tongue, exciting his taste buds. Memories of former tribulations brought Rishi's thoughts temporarily back to his wife, but he forced himself to push them aside. He was enjoying himself immensely and he wanted this too much to allow past guilt to dissuade him from fucking this feline and getting as much if not more gratification out of it than Roland himself.

Roland continued to fondle the mouse, padded digits rubbing circles on the murine's small frame, causing him to moan. The cougar's tail twitched behind him as his paws moved downward towards Rishi's waist, a louder moan escaping the rodent's lips. They stared at each other the whole time, different expressions conveying similar emotions, Roland smiling with love and affection while Rishi looked on with lust and zeal. The cougar's paws reached Rishi's waist and his thumbs slipped under the waistband of the mouse's pants, a whine of pleasure elicited from the rodent's mouth. Roland's smile widened and he grabbed the mouse's tunic and began pulling it upward. Rishi held up his arms, allowing the cougar to pull it up over his head and remove it from his torso. Roland repeated the process with the mouse's undershirt, pulling it off and leaving Rishi bare chested for Roland to enjoy and enjoy he did.

His purrs grew louder, the vibrations ringing in Rishi's ear, the sound causing the mouse's cock to flex in his pants, continuing to arouse him. Roland stared at the white-furred torso a moment, the skinny mouse driving the puma insane with lust. Rishi had never been proud of his body, but having the lord of Darreen thirst for him like this always gave him comfort, though he could never truly appreciate it until now. Roland eventually reached down and slid his paws along the side of Rishi's chest, the mouse expecting him to begin fondling his naked torso. Instead, the cougar grabbed under Rishi's arms and lifted him off the ground, causing a slight panic in the mouse. Roland carried him over to the bed and placed him down gently on his back and that panic that filled the mouse left. As Roland placed his paws on either side of the mouse, staring back at him with a mischievous smile, Rishi's heart began to palpitate wildly and his breathing became incredibly ragged. Roland found the mouse's excitable reaction adorable and further augmented his lust for the rodent.

Roland dropped his muzzle down into Rishi's stomach, pressing his wet nose against his mate's fur, the vibrations from his purring reverberating into the mouse. His sniffed the rodent's warm scent, bolstered by his state of amorous passion, and the mouse's rich musk sent chills down Roland's spine. The cougar groaned between clenched jaws and sniffed again, the murine odor more palpable than he's used to due to Rishi's own sexual arousal. He whiffed away at Rishi's musky smell, dragging his nose upwards along his torso, over his chest as audible sniffing sounds escaped his nostrils. Rishi's heart fluttered with a mixture of excitement and nervousness as the feline's face came closer to his own.

The raspy whiff of the cougar's nose grew louder, as did his affectionate purrs, as his muzzle drifted upwards, sniffing at the rodent's neck. Continuing north, the feline began sniffing the underside of Rishi's cheek and the mouse responded by turning his head to the side, exposing his cheek and neck to the cat, the sensation of being under such a large specimen causing his body to shudder as he released a light whine.

Roland pulled back a touch, worried his mate might be a little too overwhelmed by his overpowering figure. "You OK, Rishi?"

Without looking back and with desperation in his voice, Rishi replied, "Don't stop!"

Roland smiled jovially and leaned forward again, plunging his nose into Rishi's cheek, the hard scent of mouse strong and potent in that area. He began to ruffle Rishi's fur with his muzzle erratically, loud, quick inhalations from the cougar's nose as he attempted to breathe in as much of the pheromone-rich mouse musk as he could. Rishi felt like a prey being dominated by a predator, his life in the others paws knowing just what he could do if he so wished, but Rishi spent the last ten months doubting the cougar's self-control. Now, he trusted the feline and as he sniffed his neck, hungry for his scent, large, feline teeth mere inches away from his tender flesh, his excitement grew and his cock ached under his pants. He groaned quietly, the sensations he was feeling indescribable, feeling loved and protected by someone so large and masculine.

After a moment, the rodent felt the raspy, feline tongue of Lord Allon trace Rishi's fur from his collarbone up along his neck, up his cheek, and over his eye, leaving a trail of slick, wet fur matted with cougar saliva. Rishi moaned audibly and bucked his hips upwards in Roland's stomach, thrilled that the cougar was further spreading his scent along his body. Roland chuckled at the mouse's response and licked again, shorter this time, but with just as wet a result. He licked his neck and cheek a few times before moving to the underside of Rishi's chin. Rishi turned his head and leaned back, giving better access for Roland to spread his essence, to which Roland gladly took advantage of the offer. He licked a few times, leaving several long, cold, damp trails of puma spit in his wake before moving down again towards Rishi's torso. He licked slowly, but forcefully, tasting the mouse's alluring flavor while leaving enough of his own residue in its place.

Rishi looked down towards the feline, who never took his eyes off the rodent, expecting to see some pseudo-sinister intent as two years worth of experience has taught him. But as he stared into the cougar's eyes, he saw nothing but affection and care, a desire to please rather than receive pleasure and the rodent felt certain that the lord would do everything he could to ensure the rodent enjoyed every moment of their intense sexual experience. He reached up and placed his paws on Roland's head, rubbing it sensually, playing around with the feline's ears. Roland smiled wide, the treatment indicating the rodent was becoming more and more comfortable with their relationship, which eased his mind vehemently. Roland licked Rishi's chest, reaping as much of the rodent's taste as he could, his coarse tongue passing over the mouse's sensitive nipples, garnering a shiver of delight from Rishi. He continued down to his stomach, a wet trail of feline-scented drool leading down from the mouse's head.

As he approached the waistband of Rishi's pants he stopped, staring up at the mouse for a moment before bringing his paws up to the rodent's waist. He untied the waistband and hooked his fingers underneath before pulling them down below the waist. Rishi straightened out his legs to assist Roland in removing the garments, pulling them off, and tossing them to the side. The rodent was left in just his braies, a huge tent forming from the blood-engorged phallus underneath. Roland stared at the mouse's crotch for a moment, enjoying the tease the underwear provided. He couldn't deny himself for too long and eventually reached between the mouse's legs and enraptured the rodent's genitals in his paws. The sensation was unbearably pleasurable that Rishi arched his back and moaned uninhibited, the urge for sexual release more dire than even he realized.

Roland grinned and continued to play around with the mouse's covered junk, teasing the poor rodent. He fondled him a bit before wrapping his arms under his legs and around his waist, leaning forward and pressing his muzzle against Rishi's underwear. He stuck his nose into the braies, rich in the rodent's scent, and whiffed at the musk his new mate was producing. The assistance of his arousal was certainly enhancing the odor emanating from Rishi's crotch and there seemed to be an abnormal excess of murine pheromones. Roland felt a strong stirring in his loins, a burning sensation as if he himself were going into an artificial heat. He continued to sniff away, savoring the strong smell, the sound of his purrs reverberating off of Rishi's thighs.

Roland was starting to get antsy, his own sexual drive becoming harder and harder to control. As his nose became ingratiated with the scent of rodent musk, the cougar became fervent for more. Lifting up his face, his grinned back at Rishi, flashing his white, feline teeth at the rodent in that playfully sinister way he was so accustomed to, but it wasn't disheartening anymore. The cougar brought a paw up and gripped the undergarment at the taint just under his testicles and pulled the underwear back. Rishi had little time to straighten out his legs before his final article of clothing was torn from his body. Roland removed the braies and quickly threw them aside, leaving the rodent as pure and naked as the lord himself.

Licking his lips, Roland leaned forward and stuck his nose into Rishi's package, his cock hard and free to grow to full mast. The cougar sniffed up the mouse's scent, the trapped funk of mouse musk now accessible to the feline lord, inhaled in one sharp breath. The rich, musky smell of Rishi's groin affected Roland's lust, driving him to primitive levels of arousal, his back leg kicking at nothing as he clenched his paws and extended his claws. One paw came up and cupped one of Rishi's thighs as he continued to whiff the mouse's genitals, the 5-inch cock now thick and standing erect. Roland extended his tongue and rather forcefully dragged it upwards along Rishi's sensitive balls and along his naked shaft. Rishi grit his teeth in both pain and pleasure as the spiky cougar tongue poked and prodded at his tender male jewels.

He licked again, slathering the mouse's genitals in thick, viscous cougar saliva, and then licked again. He savored the flavor and intensely aromatic fragrance of the rodent's privates, succumbing to the insatiable sexual hunger he has for Rishi's soft, succulent body. As he continued to lap up the dirty murine genitals, Roland brought his free paw up between Rishi's legs, sticking out a finger and feeling between the crack for the mouse's back entrance. Once he located it, he shoved it inside without hesitation or delay, spreading Rishi's tailhole open and stimulating the sensitive receptors in his wrinkled anus. The mouse groaned as his eyes shot wide open, the large feline digit sinking deeper into him, his asshole tingling with unexpected pleasure.

As Roland fingered the rodent, he opened his maw and enveloped the soft, furry scrotum and rolled the enclosed testicles around in his mouth. The warmth of Roland's breath, the sensation of his tongue massaging those nuts, the fur-covered membrane bathing in a hot pool of Roland's saliva, it all sent shivers down Rishi's spine. Add to that having the cougar's finger probe his rectum and the mouse's orgasm was slowly, but steadily, building up. Roland sucked on the sumptuous scrotum for a while, his tongue teasing the sensitive skin, his finger rotating within the mouse's warm, dank depths, his nose burning with torrid lust at the smell of Rishi's cock.

He was growing impatient and wanted to move on, expecting his mate to encourage him rather than oppose him. He quickly retracted his finger from Rishi's bowels and brought his paws to rest under either of his knees. He lifted the mouse's legs in the air, exposing his tight, wrinkly sphincter to the open air and a marvelous view to Roland. Rishi stared down his belly and saw the cougar's eyebrows furrowed, a devilish smile on his face, his breathing labored. He knew what was coming next and he laid back on the bed, pacing himself for one of the most sensuous experiences he'd ever had the displeasure of denying himself satisfaction from.

Roland wasted no time, lowering his face down to Rishi's ass, his fur coat starting to glisten with moisture as the warmth from his body heat was effecting his perspiration. As his nose approached the hairless rosebud, Roland caught the potent scent emanating off of it and his cock bobbed as more pre oozed its way out. The smell was stronger than anything the mouse had ever produced, owing to his submission to his desires and discard of his sexual inhibitions. As his crotch and ass tingled with sensual ferocity, he licked his lips and moved closer to the glorious rodent back door. He leaned in and sniffed a couple times, the mouse's funky anal musk causing his head to go light for a few seconds and a stirring in his crotch indicative of an oncoming orgasm. He had to breathe through his mouth as his mind turn to mush, barely any oxygen reaching his brain as it all seemed to be pooling between his legs. He moved in slowly and pressed his muzzle against Rishi's taint, his nose pushing directly against his asshole, and whiffed at the strong, musky, powerful scent loaded with pheromones. He gripped the rodent's legs hard, accidentally extending his claws and digging them into Rishi's skin. The mouse hissed through his teeth and Roland's ears popped up. Not so far enslaved by his sexual desires to ignore such a reaction from the mouse, he realized what he was doing and quickly retracted his claws. Rishi relaxed and let out a moan, signaling for Roland to continue.

The cougar pressed his nose forward, shoving Rishi back a little, and sniffed again, filling his lungs with hot, moist, rodent anal musk. Nowhere on the mouse's body was his scent stronger and nowhere was it more potent or inducing of the puma's arousal, as if he needed any further encouragement to his cock. He whiffed several more times, the mouse's own fur coat glistening as well as the heat of their encounter was causing him to sweat. The moisture building up between his legs, on his taint, and on his ass captured the scent well and Roland's animalistic side took over. He began rubbing his muzzle along Rishi's ass, spreading the mouse's musk on his face and anointing him with his scent. He rubbed his nose, cheeks, and his eyes on the rodent's dank backside ensuring he would maintain his mate's funky smell.

When properly anointed, he then began lapping at Rishi's tailhole, his spiky, rough tongue sending shivers throughout the mouse. Rishi closed his eyes and muttered and whined as the cougar teased the sensitive skin on his naked sphincter. The feline licked again and again, beginning at the base of his tongue and licking all the way to the tip, immersing his tongue in the fetid flavor of the rodent's rich anus. He continued licking, the mouse's asshole slick and slimy with feline spit, Rishi enjoying the treatment so much he was shuffling on the bed, moaning consistently.

After some time, the flavor began to fade and Roland wasn't finished tasting the rodent's rump, but he knew where to get more. Removing his paws from Rishi's legs, he grabbed both of the mouse's cheeks, spreading them a little wider. He stared at the ring, glistening with saliva, beckoning the cougar, and with no self-control left, he plunged his face forward, encapsulating the small sphincter in his maw, and jammed his tongue as deep as he could into Rishi's bowels. The mouse groaned loudly, arching his back as the prickly organ separated his anal ring and prodded away at his inner intestinal walls. As his tongue explored the tasty innards of Rishi's bowels, his muzzle formed a suction around the mouse's anus, suckling on it like a pacifier, his teeth glancing off the mouse's buttocks.

The lord's rimjob was sending waves of erotic pleasure through Rishi's body and he couldn't sit still. His lower back was shuffling from left to right and he tried to keep his butt still for Roland's sake, but it never worked. The countless times Roland and his men had their mouths on his ass, savoring the strong flavor, probing him with their tongues, always stimulating him in ways he could never enjoy until now. Allowing himself the opportunity to engross himself in the pleasures of anal rimming was even more satisfying than he imagined, even considering how pleasant it felt all those times previous. His body buckled and shook as Roland ate out his asshole, ravishing a second meal from the mouse's rump. He knew that nowhere on a person's body was the scent stronger than his asshole and nowhere could drive a person more easily into sexual frenzy.

He stopped shuffling around suddenly and sat still as a thought came to his mind. He could suddenly hear the sloshing, suckling sounds made by the feasting cougar. In two years, his mind has remained untainted by forceful participation in an activity he always deemed depraved. Now, given his current sexual attitude, he felt not only willing or curious, but enthusiastic to engage in it.

Rishi tried to sit up, reaching for Roland's temple and pressing weakly. "Roland, wait, wait, wait!" The cougar immediately retracted his tongue from the mouse's colon, licking his lips as he breathed raggedly, his throat vibrating with enthusiasm. "Hold on. I wanna try something."

Roland licked his lips a little more and nodded. "OK. Whadda ya wanna try?"

"First," he said, leaning back so he laid flat against the bed, "I want you to kiss me."

Roland smiled and shifted forward between Rishi's legs, climbing on top of him, his purrs turning into soft, playful growls. Placing a paw on either side of the mouse, the cougar stared down at Rishi a moment before leaning in and pressing his lips to the rodent's. Rishi immediately parted his jaws and allowed Roland to make out with him again, shoving his hot, slick tongue into his muzzle. In an instant, Rishi detected the strong, bitter taste of his own anus, a potent musk rich in pheromones like a thriving, sexual elixir. They suckled away at each others mouth, tongues battling for dominance in the connected cave, the overpowering flavor of Roland's pungent saliva, a mixture of meaty breath, cock, and ass. Rishi avidly ingested the putrid liquid, which served to intensify his rambunctious behavior, still in disbelief such depraved acts were turning him on so much.

Before too long, Roland broke the kiss, lips gleaming with saliva as small strands of spit trickled down the side of Rishi's muzzle. The mouse took a moment to catch his breath and clear his mind as best he could. "Now, I'd like you to crawl to the front of the bed on your hands and knees." Roland cocked his head to the side in confusion. "Please."

Roland smiled wide and licked Rishi's nose. "I don't know what you're thinking, but I can't wait to find out."

Rishi knew full well that the lord would appreciate his next move, but he kept silent. Roland got up and crawled over Rishi, his large cock dangling between his legs, a small strand of pre dangling from the tip. As his belly hovered over the rodent, his cock poked Rishi in the chin and the mouse got another fair whiff of the cougar's crotch. Shuddering with delight, he eyed the large feline as he crawled forward into position. As he moved past, Rishi sat up and stared down at his body, looking over the effects Roland left behind. His fur was matted and wet, his body was hot and horny, and he smelled like feline, the cougar's scent lingering all over his face, neck, and torso. He sniffed the air around him and the stale odor of the puma's breath permeated all around him. He took a deep breath in through his nose and flexed his cock, his orgasm building up further as his body was steadily shaking from arousal.

"Alright, now what?"

Rishi turned his head and stared at the cougar behind him, only a foot away and staring back at him. Rishi's heartbeats picked up in pace again as he gazed at the feline hindquarters, the long, thick, cougar tail attached to the peak of twin large, round mounds atop Roland's legs. The tip twitched back and forth as the feline rested patiently on his hands and knees, awaiting further instructions from his mate.

I can't believe I'm really gonna do this, the rodent thought to himself. Indeed, in two years of subjugation to the whims of Roland his men, he'd never once been asked to perform such a deplorable act and over time he became more and more thankful for it. But now, sitting there, mesmerized by the lord's glorious rump, having engaged in numerous perverted moves, the mouse found himself more and more intrigued by idea, if not still a bit anxious. Seeing the misunderstanding in Roland's eyes, Rishi took a deep breath and turned over onto hands and knees and crawled behind the lord. As the mouse approached his ass, Roland continued to look on with perplexity. Rishi reached up and placed a paw on a single cheek, rubbing the muscled glut seductively before leaning forward and sniffing at the feline's butt. Roland's eyes went wide as he realized what the rodent had in mind, smiling wide with anticipation.

The scent was powerful, masculine, and potent like his crotch, but carried with it a distinct aroma stronger than anything the mouse smelled before. His heart skipped a beat and his crotch burned with lustful passion, but it was still too subtle and Rishi wanted the fullest sample he could get. He reached up with his other paw and wrapped his fingers around this thick, meaty tail and slowly lifted it up, revealing the cougar's hairless, wrinkled, tightly-sealed sphincter. He never got a real good view of the feline's anus, but upon witnessing it, he realized what he was missing. He took a whiff of the air under the tail and the smell intensified, the same crisp, tangy musk the lord produced, but stronger and more arousing. It was more bitter and more alkaline and it burned a little, but the effect it had on the burning heat in his loins transferred his brain down to his crotch. The mouse was happy then that he was never asked to do this before as he was certain he would have hated it, both from the sight and the smell of the closed ring. But having spent so much time acclimating to his musk, learning to admire his physique instead of fear it, his mind subconsciously training itself to become aroused by his scent, he was glad his first experience rimming the lord was now.

His heart pounding, his libido stronger than ever, he leaned forward, closed his eyes, and pressed his nose firmly against the cougar lord's large, smelly anus and whiffed long and greedily. The warm odor, dank from the perspiring feline, filled the rodent's nose, his olfactory senses overloaded with fervent feline funk. He rolled his eyes behind his lids, he gripped the taught buttock, he squeezed the thick tail, and his fur stood on end. The strongest scent the feline could produce and he soaked it in, letting it mold his mind into a sex-craved animal. As the effect began to wear down, he sniffed again, the effect just as pronounced as before as the musky aroma continued to feed the fire burning in Rishi's privates. He sniffed again and his body shuddered, the scent burning his nostrils, the spicy flavor getting caught in his mouth and igniting his taste buds.

The mouse continued sniffing as he rubbed his nose around in Roland's ass, anointing himself with the cougar's strong musk. Roland gripped the bed sheets as the mouse nuzzled his ass, purring while periodically growling softly. The rodent continued for a while and then stopped, breathing in the strong odor as casually as he breathed oxygen. He then opened his muzzle and licked upwards along the wrinkly bud, slowly tracing the crack in the opening from bottom to top. The flavor was just as potent as the aroma and Rishi's mind faded further into lustful abandon. He continued to squeeze Roland's butt and tail as he licked again and again, slowly at first, but picking up in pace.

The slick tongue sent jolts of pleasure through the cougar's body, the sensation of his wet, slobbery licks never felt before from the mouse. The mixture of his lingering scent and taste and now his oral treatment of his asshole was enhancing the cougar's arousal, driving him closer to his own orgasm. The mouse licked away, scooping up every ounce of cougar musk clinging to his tailhole that he could and basting the inside of his muzzle with it. The primal urges building up inside of him made him forget about the pain he suffered the last four years and the loss he suffered earlier in the day.

His mind was wracked with sexual desires that he barely paused as his randy muzzle parted ways and formed a suction around Roland's tailhole. His tongue darted out and split the ring open, though not to a great degree, but the feeling of the flexible appendage snaking its way into his rectum was enough to stimulate Roland into a frenzy. His sensitive anus lit up with pleasure-inducing sparks, the cougar's loins tingling vivaciously as he came closer now to reaching his peak. He shut his eyes, grit his teeth, and leaned forward, gripping the bed with his claws. The mouse suckled away at his ass like a starving peasant, moaning loudly with eyes closed and sensual proclivity. He tasted and sniffed away at Roland's rump, unable to cease his oral fixation.

The lord's stomach felt light as a feather as the first climax, delivered solely by anal rimming, approached, but this is not how he desired it to finish for the first time. He wanted it to be special, for the two to be tied together, connected as a single individual rather than horny, aimless beasts. He caught himself, swallowing the saliva building up in his muzzle and turned his head to the side.

"Rishi, hold on," he said, but the mouse sucked away, the musky flavor too seductive to escape. "Rishi, wait, I'm gonna cum soon." Rishi either didn't hear, or didn't care, as he relentlessly assaulted Roland's asshole, eating out the smelly sphincter without breaking to take a breath. "Rish-" he stopped as he shuddered and gasped from pure ecstasy. "Fine. Enjoy your meal," he said quietly as he allowed the rodent to eat his tailhole as long as he wished. It was his choice after all how the night would proceed and though he didn't want this to be how he first released his spunk as mate to the mouse, he couldn't deny the ethereal bliss he experienced in his nether regions. His cock dangled between his legs with pre-ejaculate seeping out and staining the bed sheets below. His mouth hung agape, breathing erratically as large strands of saliva dribbled from his muzzle and pooled on the bed with the feline making no attempt to stop it.

Rishi salivated more than he realized, his spit leaking out the corner of his muzzle and staining the cougar's ass. His mind was lost to carnal ecstasy while his tongue was lost in the abyssal cougar rectum as his crotch continue to heat up with fiery, passionate lust. Roland's grunts were becoming more consistent, his paws gripping the sheets tightly, his body wavering very slightly. Rishi's ears perked up, finally coming back to his senses as he noticed the particular frequency with which Roland was announcing his satisfaction with Rishi's tongue and mouth on his back entrance. The mouse had come to recognize when the feline was close to his peak and as the lord moaned and grunted, he declared very vocally that he was close to cumming. Rishi was tempted to remove himself from the cat's butt, but the scent and the taste were too alluring and the cougar was clenching his ass as he flexed his cock, squeezing the rodent's tongue and making the experience all the more invigorating.

Rishi continued to suck, feeling deprived of such a delicious treat for so long that he wasn't ready to give it up. He began to think that he could spend the whole night doing nothing but sucking on Roland's asshole, a prospect that was seeming more and more likely the more he licked away. The cougar's cries of sexual bliss were growing in decibels, begging for release. If his cock were up the rodent's ass, he would've gotten off by now and they both knew it. The sensation was heavenly to Roland, the mouse's face pressed against his rump, rimming him without reservation, was the most intimate, personal activity the two had ever engaged in and it meant so much to Roland to have him doing it and enjoying it so much. It was slow and toilsome, almost torturous bringing him to orgasm this way, but he was so thrilled that Rishi was willing to do this that it made him want to cry.

He moaned and grunted, paws clenching at the bed with an iron grip, his climax coming closer and closer, but still Rishi sucked and licked, too enamored with his position to change it. Roland flexed his muscles, clenched his ass, and Rishi could tell he was gritting his teeth. If he didn't stop, the cougar would spill his seed all over the bed and he'd miss his chance to have what would no doubt be his largest sample end up inside of him. He didn't want that and so, with every fiber of willpower within him, he pressed his paws against Roland's butt cheeks and pushed back, pulling his tongue out and mouth off leaving an empty hole covered in mouse spit. Rishi sat there, panting heavily through his open maw, staring back at the cougar's anus, resisting every temptation to reattach his muzzle to the lord's tight rosebud.

Roland flexed every muscle as his groin tingled, on the edge of orgasm, but like a loaded gun ready to fire, his mate who had his finger (tongue rather) on the trigger refused to fire. Uncocked now (so to speak), he relaxed as his imminent release was held off a little longer. He took a moment to catch his breath and then craned his neck. "Why... *pant* ... why'd you stop?"

Rishi, who'd been fixated on the puma's ass, looked down and stared as his huge dangling balls and the long, erect cock beneath it. He licked his lips and bent down, crawling head first between the cougar's legs, rubbing his cock and balls along the back of his head and neck spreading feline pre-cum through his fur. Roland lifted himself up a bit to give the rodent some room, surprised by Rishi's movements. The mouse crawled under the feline, coming face to face with a small pool of highly viscous, heavily-scented cougar saliva lying in front of him. Figuring it was another source of the lord's scent to spread on his body, tapping in to his lustful desires, Rishi turned over onto his back and laid down on the bed, resting his head in the small puddle of Roland's uncontrolled drool. The lord stared down at Rishi, confused and still awaiting an answer, but felt his heart lift when he saw the mouse was actually smiling up at him.

Rishi, who just experienced sex with the lord in a whole new light, felt all the problems of the world melt away as he stared up at the giant feline. Roland licked his lips, not wanting to drool on Rishi's face, at least not at the moment. Rishi took a deep breath. "Why have you never asked me to do that before?"

The question took Roland by surprise, but after a second he realized it made sense, since he had asked the rodent to do so many degrading things, but never that. He thought on it a moment, trying to decide the best way to answer him. "Because I never wanted you to." Rishi cocked his head to the side, confused. "I've had many men share my bed and most of them have gone along with pretty much everything I've ever asked you to do. But... you'd be surprised how many men are averse to what you just did. Either the smell is too strong or it's too personal of an act or they just don't like the idea of placing their lips on another man's tailhole. After so many years of people refusing to engage in rimming, it seemed like I'd be going too far asking you to perform that particular act. You agreed to have sex with me, but I wanted to keep it within the realm of performing only the acts that are coming among tailraisers."

Rishi was a bit surprised to find the lord was being somewhat considerate. "But, you still made me do things I wasn't comfortable with. When you were in heat, I wanted to leave, but you tied me up and forced yourself on me."

As Rishi dredged up that horrible night from the past, the cougar's arousal began to die. "I know, Rishi, and I'm sorry for that. I honestly felt it was necessary back then, but I've learned better-"

"Allon, sto- Roland, stop. You're killing the mood." At that, the cougar shut his muzzle and just gazed back into Rishi's eyes. The mouse looked down the feline's body, continuously admiring his body, and smiled. "I'm glad you didn't, though. If you had forced me to rim you before like everything else we've done, my experience probably would've been tainted. But that... *breathes* ... that was the single greatest experience I've ever had in bed with another male."

Roland smiled, his arousal remaining firm and close to peak, then without asking he leaned forward and pressed his lips to Rishi's. The mouse didn't resist and parted his muzzle, allowing the cougar to initiate a sexy kiss, his tongue immediately delving into his maw. The feline could detect the strong hint of his own ass among the various flavors dwelling in Rishi's muzzle and it kept him close to climax. They continued to fondle each other as they kissed until Roland broke it off.

He smiled affectionately down at Rishi. "I'm glad to hear that, Rishi. I'm glad you enjoyed it, I'm glad you did that because I enjoyed it too." He rubbed his nose against Rishi's, keeping his face mere inches away. "But you didn't answer my question. Why'd you stop?"

Rishi paused, his heart still palpitating like crazy and his nerves firing rapidly. Roland's cock was resting on his with his barbed head dampening the mouse's belly with pre. Rishi shuffled a little, keeping his eyes on the smiling feline. "I... I thought about what would happen if you came while I was... while was enjoying my... meal," he cocked his eyebrows a few times and smiled devilishly, "and I didn't want to waste all that cum and have it just spill out onto the bed. I want- No, I need your seed inside of me." Rishi then slowly lifted his legs into the air, knees bent, his feetpaws on either side of Roland's waist as he spoke slowly, but forcefully. "Please, Roland, mate me. Mate me like a female and fill me with your seed." The words spilled out of the rodent effortlessly, but once they were loosed he felt a twinge of embarrassment for having made such a dirty and provocative request. Having said them, though, he felt warmth throughout and it only nourished his already overtly horny state.

Roland was positively shocked at the mouse's suggestion, such a statement completely unexpected to the puma's ears. Letting it sink in, the rodent's legs lifted in the air, asshole slick, primed, and ready for a thick, feline cock, Roland smiled with love and assurance. Once again, he kissed Rishi, their lips connecting and their muzzles becoming one, his first time cumming as Rishi's mate will be as special as he wanted it to be.

Lips still locked, hot breath expelled from his nostrils and hitting the mouse in the face to his delight, Roland reached between his and Rishi's legs and grabbed his schlong, repositioning it to Rishi's crack. He found the tight sphincter and pressed it hard against the opening, his hips positioned in such a way that it slid in a little forcefully as the cougar slid it into place. Rishi moaned into Roland's mouth as his anus was split open once again by Roland's thick meat, but this time he wasn't wishing for the feeling to subside. As the sharp pain associated with his spreading tailhole worsened, Rishi found the sensation exhilarating and wanted it to last as long as possible. The two continued kissing as Roland moved his glans passed the anal ring, his arousal heightened to such a state that he was overly sensitive already compared to normal. Once his head slid inside the dark, moist, flexible insides of Rishi's intestines, he felt his groin tingle again and he groaned hard into the kiss.

They managed to maintain the kiss, but it was getting harder as Roland's climax was once again building up and was already close. He pushed past the bud and shoved his cock deeper into Rishi's rectum, inch after inch he slowly impaled the mouse, Rishi wincing from the slight burn. The burn was overpowered by the immense pleasure he got from feeling his colon expand around Roland's feline dick, his barbs scraping against the intestinal walls. An overwhelming sensation came over the cougar and he shuddered, forced to break the kiss and grit his teeth while groaning uncontrollably.

His climax was already imminent and as he delve deeper and deeper into Rishi, he inched closer and closer to release. Rishi looked up, Roland opening his muzzle and moaning loudly, eyes closed shut, large strands of drool hanging slowly from the side of his muzzle. He was losing control and was near, Rishi could tell, so he just laid there and watched with intrigue as the feline drove himself to orgasm from simply entering him. Seemed his anal stimulation worked much better than he thought it could.

7 inches, 8 inches, 9 inches, he was almost to the base. Rishi moaned as Roland's dick pressed against his prostate, stimulating his arousal, coming closer to getting off. He slid every centimeter of his cock into Rishi, as much as he could, wanting to make sure his connection with the mouse was as complete as possible. Then he reached it, hilting the rodent with the thickest part of his cock, his hips resting up against the mouse's rump, forcing Rishi to wince from the pressure exerted on his tiny murine sphincter, but feeling his own orgasm approaching from the sensation. As the mouse's tight asshole clenched around his thick, engorged penis, he couldn't hold out anymore. He leaned forward, gritting his teeth, flashing his carnivorous fangs to Rishi, who felt a tinge of fear from the sight. Excited and smelling the desperation coming off of the cougar, he reached up and grabbed Roland around the neck and embraced him, holding him close as the feline lord reached his peak.

Opening his muzzle wide, Roland cried out in orgasmic bliss as he exploded inside of Rishi, his urethra opening wide as he shot a long stream of thick, chunky, sticky feline semen into the mouse's rectum. He flexed his cock again and again, dispensing sperm-filled ejaculate like a fire hose. The mouse felt his colon warming up with cougar seed, his ass hot with fiery passion from the pheromones he inhaled, the feeling of the lord's dick spreading him wide, and the sounds of his mate crying out in erotic ecstasy. Rishi continued to hold Roland down against him, the cougar riding his orgasm as he continued to shoot wave after wave of hot, messy spunk into his rodent partner. He began bucking his hips slightly, milking himself as much as he could to expel every ounce of his essence into Rishi.

Roland's loud wailing soon turned to softened, tired whines as the last of his cum was drained from his overflowing testicles. His glans tingled with sensitivity as he felt the last drop of semen seep out of his cock hole and get lost in the puddle of cougar spunk inside the mouse's colon. Roland was breathing heavily, eyes closed and muzzle agape hanging next to Rishi's head. The rodent released the lord and laid his paws on the bed as he stared up at the feline, his golden-brown fur glistening with sweat. He turned his face to the side and stuck his nose in the cougar's fur, sniffing his damp scent and flexing his cock involuntarily at the smell.

Roland pulled himself up, glancing down at Rishi with a tired expression. He gulped and licked his lips. "I'm sorry, Rishi. I was already so close, I couldn't hold out." He paused and then smiled. "I guess your treatment of my ass earlier worked better than I thought it did."

Rishi raised his eyebrows before lifting up his paws and resting them on Roland's arms. "It's been two years and you're still torturing me." Roland furrowed his brow in confusion. "I'm lying here, your strong, musky scent in my nose, the taste of your cock and ass still in my mouth, your dick lodged firmly in my ass, forcing me to listen to you find release from your sexual deprivation while keeping me close to the edge." Roland relaxed his brow and smiled down at the mouse. "I told you, I want you to mate me like a female, so get mating, cat."

Roland chuckled softly, bringing his face forward until his nose was touching Rishi's, his green eyes burning fires into Rishi's soul. "As you wish."

He gripped the bed sheets and kept his face low as he flexed his legs and stomach, pulling his hips back, extracting a few inches of his thick dick from Rishi's rosebud. Rishi kept his paws on Roland's arms, his stomach fluttering within his abdomen, staring straight into the cougar's eyes, nerves firing all over his body. Finally, Roland shoved forward again, re-hilting Rishi with the thickest of his dick, his large hips slapping the rodent backside as he did. The sensitivity from his first orgasm struck the feline and he shuddered and moaned at the sensation. Rishi grit his teeth and clenched up his face as the mixture of minor pain and extreme pleasure wracked his body. He gripped Roland's arms tightly, digging his claws into the cougar's fur and flesh, managing to elicit pain from his partner, as insignificant as it was.

Seeing his mate scrunched up like that, Roland almost wanted to stop and let the rodent acclimate, but instead he took a chance and bet that Rishi wanted him to continue. So he pulled back again, retrieving a couple more inches from Rishi's tailpipe and then re-sheathed it. This time, Rishi flung his head back and moaned in bliss. Roland smiled to himself, feeling satisfied that he guessed right. He pulled back again and thrust forward, his enormous penis rubbing against the sensitive nerve endings in Rishi's anus, sending jolts of rapturous delight.

The rodent wrapped his legs around the cougar's waist as best he could, but they barely reached past his hips. He opened his mouth and groaned as the cougar pulled out and rammed his dick back inside him, his cock stretching his intestines. All that time spent sniffing the cougar's scent, tasting his body, breaking his history and finally enjoying the fruits of rimming had built up the mouse's arousal to such a great extent that his entire groin was burning. Despite having Roland's cock wedging him open, without it inside him, that heat would still be present and Rishi felt sexual gratification like he'd never felt before. Now, with Roland's phallus pressing against his prostate, he was stimulated to the point that he could feel pretty much every point in his colon where Roland's dick was sliding. Each time the feline pulled back and thrust forward, his belly fur rubbed against his own erect member, further enhancing the ethereal sensations he was feeling at that moment.

The cougar's fur was moist with sweat and he was perspiring to the point that droplets were forming on the tips of his matted fur, flinging forward and landing on Rishi or the bed with every movement. Rishi's body temperature was pretty high as well, little droplets of sweat beginning to form on his skin and form trails down his fur. The smell in room was intensified, the scent of sex permeating their surroundings, adding to the individual musk of both mammals in the room. Roland was thrusting with a continuous rhythm now, moving quicker, but still comfortably slow. His hips spanked Rishi's ass lightly each time he shoved forward. Rishi's nether regions were boiling over with heated passion and he released Roland's arms, reaching over his head and trying to grab the head board, but unable to get a good grip. His eyes were wide and his teeth were gritting and every thrust eliciting a grunt and a whine from the tiny mouse below.

Roland looked at the rodent below with concern. "You... ugh... you alright there... ugh... Rishi?"

Rishi looked back at Roland. "Roland... ugh... ugh... ugh... this... ugh... this... feels... ugh... so... goooood!" He threw his head back, grabbing his head as his orgasm built up to new heights. Rishi thought back to that night when the Royal Court was in heat and he was forced to breathe in concentrated pheromones. His climax went above and beyond anything he'd felt before, but his mind was clouded and he couldn't think clearly. This time, however, even though he was lost in the throes of passion and his body burned with lust, his mind was clear and his body brimmed with heavenly delight. His crotch felt weightless and he couldn't stop wriggling below the lord, his body overcome with depraved satisfaction.

Finally, after what seemed like an hour, the pressure from Roland's thick penis forcing his hole wide open, his prostate pressed up against his bladder, his small dick rubbing against the soft, feline fuzz, Rishi felt that familiar feeling of his imminent climax creeping up on him. He felt his vas deferens expand in a way he'd never enjoyed before, his genitals overflowing with mouse seed, and as his impending explosion of rodent essence reached its edge, Rishi lost control of his body. The power with which his orgasm forced on the poor mouse's body caused him to slam his paws into the bed, arch his back as much as possible, throw his head back with eyes gaping, and screamed at the top of his lungs.

"AAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!"

A single shot of thick, milky-white mouse cream shot out from his cock like a bullet from a gun straight into the head board leaving a trail spreading from his belly to over his chin. "Jjjjj- AAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!" He screamed again as another long, hard ejection of murine ejaculate erupted from his penis, spraying out in a single, long string of unending jizz. He bobbed his cock causing undulating waves to form, spraying his semen all over his body and hitting Roland in the chest and chin. The cougar smiled and continued to fuck Rishi, but at a slower pace. Rishi grunted and moaned, contorting his face into an agonizing expression of orgasmic pleasure as he continued to fire his load. He kicked his legs out, holding onto the bed as if his life depended on it, as the most explosive, enjoyable, mind-numbing orgasm the mouse had ever experienced took its course. Half a minute passed and the rodent was still emptying his balls, large chunks of sperm coating various spots of fur. The endless stream of cum stopped and a few more flexes of his cock from Rishi and soon there was no more seed shooting from his urethra. A few more drops seeped out and ran down his dick and then dribbled down to his belly, but after an eternity in heaven, his climax finally subsided.

The mouse moaned and trilled and whined and cried, his jaw shaking as he was living in the afterglow, sublime in his post-orgasmic high. Roland watched the spent rodent continue to shift and wiggle underneath him, the scent of sex lingering in the air, the rodent's musky odor permeating the atmosphere heavily. It took a minute, but the high eventually faded and Rishi began to relax, his back straightening out and his head resting back against the mattress looking up at Roland, breathing heavily. Roland had halted his thrusts, watching the rodent, smiling with glee while waiting for him to calm down. The cougar's sweaty body had gotten wetter and several beads of sweat dripped off his matted fur and onto Rishi's equally sweaty body. The mouse's coat was now heavily stained with a mixture of feline spit, mouse cum, and sweat from both members. His body was a conglomeration of hot, smelly, musky odors of sex and physical endurance.

Roland picked up a paw and ran two digits into a puddle of cum on Rishi's torso and brought them up to his face, sniffing them and licking the salty seed. Rishi looked up with interest and Roland brought his fingers down to the mouse's muzzle, allowing the mouse to get of whiff of his own, strong scent. He shuddered and stuck out his tongue, lapping up the liquid slowly, enjoying the savory treat produced in his testicles. He licked again and then engulfed Roland's fingers, suckling on them like a large teat, extracting every ounce of the tasty flavor from the long, hairy digits.

Roland pulled back his paw with Rishi keeping his lips encircled around his padded fingers until they were extracted from his muzzle. He licked his lips and continued staring into Roland's eyes, the cougar glancing at him like the hungry predator that he is. After a moment, the feline lunged forward and pressed his lips hard against Rishi's, engaging in another passionate kiss. He used a lot of force, pressing the mouse back against the bed, but with enough restraint to prevent hurting him. For Rishi, it was a fire starter and he reached up and grabbed Roland's head with both paws and pulled him forward, shoving his face hard against Roland's as they engaged in a far more erotic kiss than they had yet tonight. The cougar wrapped his arms around Rishi and pulled the mouse into him, pressing his wet fur, stained with sweat, semen, and saliva, into his own, their scents intermixing and driving the couple mad with lust.

After a moment of making out, the feline bucked his hips, making short, rapid thrusting motions in and out of Rishi's ass, beginning their second round. He built up a rhythm, fucking him regularly with hard thrusts, the rodent's elastic rectum primed for a more forceful pounding. His hips spanked the mouse's butt with an audible slap, his cock pressed firmly against his belly now being properly stimulated. Rishi whined and moaned into the kiss, his sensitive cock sending sharp tingles of torturous pleasure through his crotch, but they never broke away.

The pair began to sweat more profusely as large amounts of sweat was flung from their bodies. Despite having just ejaculated, both mouse and cougar were already primed for a second orgasm, their cocks burning with intense arousal and quickly building to a crescendo. They moaned and grunted with each pummel of Roland's hips, hot breath entrapped within the confines of their muzzles. They ate away at each others maw, salivating so much that it began to pour out of their muzzles like a waterfall, drenching the bed with a new sticky fluid. Roland was half-purring, half-growling into Rishi's muzzle, causing the rodent's jaw to vibrate in a sensual display, his cock dribbling pre that mixed together with his musky, damp jizz.

Roland picked up the pace, thrusting more forcefully into Rishi's intestines, causing the bed to rock back and forth with a slight pounding as it knocked against the wall. Roland's claws were extending and digging into Rishi's back, making the cougar worry that he was hurting the mouse, but Rishi made no effort to show discomfort with their activities and so the lord simply made a conscious effort to keep from pressing any harder into Rishi's skin. The cougar was beginning to sense the urge to cum, the feeling of his peak fast approaching, but judging from the way Rishi was moving and moaning, he didn't seem close. To try to coax him to close in on his climax, he pulled the mouse's waist against his stomach, pressing his cock hard against his furry belly and getting a more ample stimulation on the rodent's organ. Rishi responded by tensing up, his paw falling to the side and clenching into fists as the cougar masturbated him with his rock-hard abs.

This continued for a couple minutes, their bodies glimmering as sweat flew off and drenched an already damp mattress sheet. Roland's cock slid in and out of Rishi's asshole a few inches each time, pulling out with great speed, but still slower than as he shoved it in, optimizing the way he built up his climax. Rishi was clawing at Roland's face, unable to sit still as the anticipation of his oncoming orgasm grew exponentially. Roland held his mate close, every muscle flexed and taught, his purrs and growls grown to near deafening volumes. And then his thrusts became less rhythmic, a short pause occurring between each pelvic plunge as the effect of the mouse's hot, slick colon encasing his sensitive meat drove him over the edge. Rishi's body tensed up as well, his legs straightening out as the cougar pressed his dick hard against his dense muscles. They grabbed each other on the back of the head, forcing their partner forward, holding the kiss in a locked formation as their second climax finally spilled over.

Roland shoved forward and his cock exploded, shooting a fresh batch of viscous, creamy spunk into Rishi's bowels. He continued with rough, discontinuous thrusts as he ejaculated, milking himself again and adding to his first batch of cougar seed. At the same time, Rishi's own penis spewed a fresh pool of mouse semen, spraying forward and striking the couple along their chins, neck, and chests with most of it getting caught in Roland's stomach. Several long strands of murine ejaculate was ejected outward, adding to the perverse scene of voluminous bodily fluids that have been emitted from both men. Roland continued to fuck the mouse, but his thrusts lessened in force, the last of his manly seed finding its way out his cock hole and mixing with the rest of the night's products.

As both mouse and cougar orgasms came to a halt, the couple were left in a tense state, elated from the effects of their climax, but exhausted from the physical effects. Having gotten so riled up from each others scent, high on pheromones from having sniffed and tasted each others body, the sensations they both experienced were so intense that they felt sore and weak from after such a short session. After a moment, Roland broke the kiss, lowering Rishi down onto the bed, his head resting in a pool of their copious spit. Their bodies were drenched in sweat, the cum stains on their torsos and heads matting their fur in a unique way compared to the rest of their soiled coats. They both breathed through their muzzles, tempted to take in the scent of the air, rich in the musk of their blissfully erotic passion, and it was strong enough that they could taste it as they panted. But they were too tired at the moment and didn't want the putrid stench of sex, cum, and bodily funk to drive them into another sexual frenzy. They both needed a break and they both could tell from staring into each others eyes.

After catching his breath, Rishi decided what to do next. "Roland, roll over onto your back for me."

The cougar lord stared back lazily into Rishi's eyes. "You want me to pull out first?"

The mouse thought on it for a second and then smiled. "Not yet."

With that, Roland grinned wide and did as requested, cradling the rodent under his arms and turning over onto his back, sliding the mouse on top of him. The cougar's cock was still erect and inside of Rishi, tugging at his sphincter as they switched positions. Rishi let go of Roland and propped his paws up on the feline's chest, his paw pads giving the mouse a better idea of how soaked the puma was from their strenuous exertions. He stared down at the glistening feline, his matted fur still unable to hide his perfect muscles, so fit and defined and manly.

The rodent's cock twitched and without saying a word, he placed his footpaws on the mattress and began to stand up. As he did, Roland's thick meat was pulled out of his anus, his intestines contracting as the phallus left his bowels empty save for the copious amounts of cougar cum. The mouse was wobbly as he stood, a sloshing sound could be heard from his backside as the feline's cathood was exposed to the warm, damp air. The sensation made Roland wince in pleasant discomfort from his overly sensitive glans. Finally, the rodent stood tall enough that the lord's member was unsheathed by the rodent's tailhole, flopping around a bit, but maintaining it's stiff form. Rishi clenched his ass as best he could, but Roland opened him so wide that his ring wouldn't close all the way and some of the royal semen was already seeping out, so the mouse had to hurry.

As carefully as he could, he turned around and knelt down on Roland's chest with his pecker between the cougar's pecs and his butt pointed in the cougar's face. Roland recognized what the mouse was doing, having cleaned each other many times before, and he smiled with enthusiasm. He licked his chops before leaning forward, shoving his face into the rodent's dirty rump, and took a big whiff. The mouse's ass was much smellier than before, obviously, given that it just received a hefty pounding from the cougar and his sexual product was leaking out. He started purring again, the sweat and cum soaking into his muzzle, and he began lapping it up, cleaning the rodent's ass of cat cum, sweat, and musk

For Rishi, there was a little more hesitation. He grabbed the base of Roland's penis, holding it in front of his face, as he took a deep sniff of the dirty, cum-covered feline's goods. The scent was strong and potent, but for the mouse there was something about it that was a little... off. He found he wasn't as enthralled this time around, but he figured the cougar's musk didn't excite him as much now that he'd finally gotten off. Still, he desired to clean the lord's cock and so he took a long lick, starting from the middle of the length and licking upward to the head. He got a decent sample of Roland's cum, tasting his own ass in the mix, and two things happened: Roland bucked his hips with delight and Rishi found he didn't enjoy the feline's spunk as much as he's enjoyed everything else.

He's licked his ass, smelled his scent, and made out with him and every time it just made him hornier, but not this time. It wasn't particularly bad, but it wasn't that good either. It was too tart for his taste and he felt a bit disappointed by the outcome. He didn't want any part of their matings to be unpleasant and he was so enraptured with every other act they performed that he was confident none of them would, but this was disheartening. As he sat there, holding the feline cock and staring at it, he noticed a small stray droplet of cougar cum ooze its way out of Roland's urethra. Enamored, he leaned forward and licked it up slowly, concentrating on the fact that his tongue was sliding up along the head of the feline's dick.

He felt a flutter in his groin and recognized that as long as he realized the seed was coming out of Roland's dick, he could find satisfaction in tasting the tart fluid. He leaned forward and engulfed as much of the cougar dick as he could, filling his muzzle with puma meat. Having the thick royal member slide inside his maw, damp and stained with cougar cum, was fairly arousing to the rodent. He got as much as he could inside, the tip reaching the back of his throat and causing him to gag, forcing him to remove and inch from his muzzle. He suckled away at the aromatic dick, cleaning it of residual sex, leaving behind only faint allusions of cum and ass.

Roland was going to town on Rishi's ass, licking around the outside, leaving nothing of his testicular contents behind. He then encircled his maw around the tight hole and jammed his tongue deep inside, lapping up as much of the liquid he could that was still clinging to the mouse's insides. The sensation tickled Rishi, making him giggle with the cock still in his mouth. After a moment, though, he detected the faint scent of something familiar. How he smelled it he didn't know, possibly hints that the lord was busy or maybe just their situation reminded him of old sessions together, but Rishi could detect faint odors of tiger musk. Once that scent was planted in his brain, he began to smell lion, lynx, and cheetah musk and he started to get worried, a passing concern over an issue the rodent hadn't even thought about. He wanted to address it, but thought he might be going over the line with it. Nevertheless, he had to bring it up and as the last few days has taught him, he shouldn't be afraid to bring something to Roland's attention.

Rishi gripped the musk-drenched cock base and slowly pulled his head back, sliding the thick penis out of his muzzle. Once freed, Rishi stared at the long phallus a moment, longing to have it inside him again and he would get the chance soon enough. Resisting the urge to lean forward and continue licking it, he lifted himself up onto his feet, Roland's tongue being forced out of Rishi's asshole and he moaned with discontent. Rishi turned around and knelt down again, resting on the cougar's hips and lying forward on his belly.

They gazed into each others eyes a moment before Rishi engaged in another kiss, passion seeping into each other as the mouse couldn't help enjoying the sensuous acts he resisted for so long. Roland reached up and cradled the mouse's body, holding him down as he purred into the kiss, his large cock pressed in between his and Rishi's stomachs. They didn't make out for long before Rishi pulled away, staring down at Roland with a worried expression on his face.

Roland cocked his head to the side, concerned for his mate. "Is something wrong, Rishi?"

Rishi paused for a moment and gulped before answering in a soft tone. "Roland, up until now you've been living your life freely as a bachelor because you didn't have a mate, but now you do. I've agreed to be your boyfriend, to bed you every night, to stay with you forever. We're bound together now and I just thought- I just... I... don't think you need other men to make you happy." Roland's face went from concerned to shocked and disquieted. "I don't want you to have sex with other men." Rishi's heart was pounding again, but not from arousal. His nerves were firing and he was fretting how the lord would take his request.

"Are you serious?" Rishi nodded hesitantly. "Even my guards?"

"I'm sorry, Roland, but that's the kind of relationship I want, no matter who I'm with. I hurt Sam coming here and mating with you all this time. I know because of that I don't deserve to ask for something like this, but I don't want to be hurt like that. I'm asking to be the only one you need in bed."

Roland took a deep breath, contemplating in disbelief what the mouse was asking of him. He turned his head to the side, looking off in the corner, wondering if he even could keep it in his loincloth. Rishi looked back with guilt in his eyes, regretting having brought it up.

"I crossed a line, didn't I? I'm sorry."

Roland looked back up at the rodent. "No, Rishi, you didn't. I don't want you to be afraid to bring something up with me." Roland brought a paw around and cupped the mouse's chin. "You are mine now and I promised I would never hurt you. It's just... this was very unexpected. You know I have quite the libido and this is probably going to make me a lot more randy from now on."

"But you have me now and I'll be here whenever you need release."

Roland smiled and chuffed, pausing a moment before speaking again. "Alright, Rishi, if that's what you want, that's what you get. You are now the only man who will get to feel my cock again."

Yet another statement the mouse never thought he'd ever want to hear. He smiled with content as Roland kissed him again, softly this time. They kissed a few more times before they were making out again. Roland wrapped his other arm back around the mouse and rolled them both onto their sides as the continued to make out. The cougar freed a paw and grabbed the rodent's butt, squeezing it lightly before snaking it around the back, under his tail, and finding the wet, loose ring underneath. He shoved his finger in, which slid in without resistance, and moved it around stimulating Rishi. Rishi's cock was soon rock-hard again and he was feeling almost as horny as when they first began. He reached a paw between himself and Roland, finding the barbed tip, and massaging it gently, garnering vibrating moans as the feline purred.

After a moment, they broke the kiss, Roland's face still within inches of Rishi's, smiling affectionately at the rodent. "Thank you, Rishi, for staying with me. I know it wasn't easy, but you've made me so happy. So whatever it takes to make you happy, just ask and I'll do it."

The statement brought Rishi back to a state of emotional imbalance as the cougar reminded him of the day's earlier events. Though he recognized it for the sentimental form of gratitude that he intended, he still felt that deep, dark depression seeping back into his heart. Despite the lord's finger in his ass, his thick cock in hand, his muscular body in sight, and his thick, musky scent pervading the air, Rishi couldn't stop thinking about the life he gave up to be here and the ones he let go. If he didn't take his mind off of them again, he'd wind up spending the rest of the evening despondent, probably even crying himself to sleep again. He didn't want to deal with that, especially since he spent all day sulking over it, and so he did the only thing he knew could distract him from his wife and kids.

Staring back at Roland with a serious expression, he turned over from his side onto his belly, his arms and legs splayed out with Roland's finger still lodged in his butt. Keeping his eyes locked on the lord's, he said softly, but sternly, "Roland, I have one more request." The cougar's ears perked up as he listened intently. "I want you to shove you dick inside me again, fuck me, and then cum inside me. After that, I want you to fuck me again and then cum again. After that, I want you to fuck me, then cum in me, then fuck me, then cum in me, and continue like that until you can't fuck me anymore."

The cougar chuckled and leaned forward, keeping his finger in Rishi, and brought his muzzle next to Rishi's ear, so close his facial fur brushed up against the mouse's ear, causing it to twitch. In a whisper, he said, "As you wish." He then licked upwards along the base of Rishi's ear, his fur still damp with sweat, but the back of his head especially wet with mouse and cougar saliva from their intense make-out session during their primal, animalistic sodomizing.

Roland moved to hover over the mouse, removing his finger as he crawled behind Rishi. He gripped both buttocks and pulled them apart, exposing the rodent sphincter to his sights. Rishi lifted his tail, anxious for the feline to plug him up again and bring him back to a state of sexual euphoria and out of the deplorable slump he keeps coming back to. The cougar licked his lips and leaned forward, sniffing out Rishi's anus again, stimulating his arousal, the mouse's scent stronger than ever. His butt was overly moist, slick with saliva from his cleaning, but still strong with the musky funk of mouse musk and anal sex.

After giving it a nice long lick, causing Rishi to shudder, he moved forward, crawling over the mouse and without assistance positioning his cockhead at the mouse's back entrance. He rested on all fours, pausing a moment, and then slowly pushed past the tight barrier, opening Rishi up for the second time that night, eliciting loud moans of pleasure. Rishi lifted his head back and opened his muzzle as he cried out in passionate bliss, no longer feeling a tinge of pain as it was all pleasure. The cat's meat invaded his bowels once again, the barbs on his glans tickling at his colon, the stretching of his intestines pressing against his prostate causing a warm, tingling sensation to spread to his groin. The mouse shuddered amorously as his own dick returned to an erect state, hard as stone, but sensitive to the touch.

Roland felt no resistance as he entered the mouse, his penis sliding in like his rectum was made to sheath his cock. Even as he hilted the rodent, his thick base expanded the ring without much push back, though it still squeezed his rod pleasurably. Rishi groaned and jolted a little as if he were already getting off and Roland looked down with glee, enjoying the delight the mouse was getting from this treatment. No words were said as he lowered his body, pulling a few inches of his engorged length out as he touched his stomach and chest to Rishi's back while still hovering over the rodent. Then, he began bucking his hips forward and back, forward and back, once again sodomizing the mouse gently and lovingly. As he thrust, Rishi's cock was dragged along the mattress, still wet with their sweat, and his pleasure built up quickly. He moaned in between each thrust, attempting to hold in his spit as he salivated at the excitement he was enduring, but he couldn't hold it in and soon small strings off drool began to leak out of his muzzle. His depression faded away and was gratefully replaced with the sensation of cougar dick in his butt and sexual stimulation to his penis.

Roland's heart was lifted as he watched the mouse find such enjoyment from what he was doing to him. He felt weightless, relieved beyond measure that after what he did, he could make the mouse happy by simply being his mate. He leaned forward and sniffed the mouse's cheek as he continued to thrust, his scent, salty and sweet at the same time, was like an aphrodisiac to him. He began licking at his cheek and behind his ear, Rishi closing his eyes and moaning with arousal as he was groomed while being fucked. Roland continued to lick away at Rishi, cleaning him, tasting him, driving his own sexual desire to greater heights. He moved his tongue down to the mouse's neck, the salty flavor of his sweat augmenting his natural, musky scent.

He put his tongue away as his muzzle moved to the rodent's shoulder, sniffing the scent, causing such a primal reaction from him that he began to growl softly. He then started licking slowly, lapping up the glistening sweat that stained his white fur. He licked again and again, enjoying the sensuous taste while Rishi opened his eyes slightly, watching the feline predator enjoy his smell and musky flavor. Unexpectedly, the cougar opened his maw and ran his teeth along the furry flesh, nibbling at him. It caused Rishi's eyes to opening wider, panic striking him as his nerves fired up again. Seeing the reaction from the mouse, Roland suddenly felt regret coming over him as he realized what he was doing.

He slowed down his thrusting and stopped a moment as he looked away. "I'm sorry, Rishi. I didn't realize what I was doing. I shouldn't have done that. Are you alright?" Rishi looked back and nodded his head reassuringly. "Alright, sorry. I won't try that again."

Rishi was about to say something, but decided instead to smile, allaying the cougar's misgivings. Roland smiled back and pulled his cock out and shoved it back in again, re-initiating his thrusts. Rishi felt relieved that the cougar could recognize what he was doing was wrong, but as the mouse's fear dissipated, it became replaced with something equally confusing: disappointment. Not that the feline almost bit into his shoulder like a wild animal, but that he didn't.

Do I really want Roland to engage me in a mating bite? he thought to himself. Rishi did make Roland promise not to hurt him, but as the cougar rammed his tailhole, he soon realized such a request was so ambiguous and was never intended that way. After all, tonight the feline delivered a little pain to the rodent when he dug his claws into his skin and when his cock stretched out his sphincter. If not for the fact that he was fucking him now and felt no pain, he might've even thought he was bleeding from the initial penetration. But even so, he wasn't dismayed by it or turned off. Quite the opposite. He felt enamored, elated, seduced as the pain mixed with pleasure, driving him to a state of primitive lust.

Thinking back on the past as his body jumbled forward and back, he realized what he wanted was the feline to keep his attitude in check, to avoid striking or yelling at him in anger, or even hurting him without concern for the mouse's well-being. Roland just demonstrated to Rishi that he only had his well-being in mind and such a display of concern made the rodent want to experience the passion even more.

"Wait! Hold on, hold on, Roland! Stop, stop, stop!" Rishi called to the cougar on top of him. After a moment, Roland quit thrusting and simply hovered over his mate with trepidation. Rishi kept silent for a moment, contemplating his motives, uncertain whether or not he truly desired this. He craned his neck and stared back into the cougar's eyes. "Do you love me?"

Roland smiled softly. "More than anything else."

"And you would never hurt me out of anger?"

"Never, I promise."

"And... if you followed through with what you were doing, if you bit down into my shoulder, would that have been out of anger... or love?" Roland paused, taken aback by the question. "I have to know, Roland. What would it have meant to you?"

Roland took a deep breath. "Rishi, I'm a very rough lover, always have been, but I'm not rough because I'm a sadist. I'm rough because I'm passionate and I want whoever I sink my teeth in to know it, to know that I'm passionate about them and I want our experience to be the most exciting it can be." Rishi looked away, staring at his paws which were resting in front of him. "But-"

"Stop!" he exclaimed, silencing the lord. "You've said all you need to say." After a brief pause and a moment of mediation, Rishi turned his head to once again stare back at the cougar. "Well, if it's passion that you're offering, then I'll take it. Go ahead... and bite."

Roland looked back bewildered. "Rishi, you don't have to give in to something just because I want you to."

"Yes, I do. I mean... that's not just what I'm doing. You say you're passionate and you want your partner to share in it. Well, I'm your partner and I want what you're offering, I need it, more than you know. I want everything you have to offer. I'm all yours now, so everything I have to offer I will give to you, and you're mine now so everything you have to offer, I need you to give to me."

"I promised not to hurt you-"

"You promised not to hurt me out of anger, but this isn't angry. It's lustful, ardent mating and sometimes that involves a little pain, pain that I can push through to experience purely sensual ecstasy. If you can give me that, then no matter what you do to me, you're not really hurting me."

The words didn't seem to make much sense at the moment for the feline, but he wasn't about to argue. "Are you sure that's what you want, Rishi?"

"I told you, it's what I need."

Roland looked back hesitantly, knowing exactly what he would do to the mouse should his teeth contact his skin. He'd succumbed to the rodent's wishes thus far because there wasn't any immediate harm, but this seemed to go against what Rishi wished to get out of their relationship. He considered resisting, denying his mate this request as it seemed a bit too rough considering they were trying to rebuild their relationship. However, it was the rodent's wish and he seemed fairly adamant about it and considering everything the mouse was going through, if he needed it to get past the internal pain he was suffering, he would oblige. Ultimately, he relented.

He leaned forward again, bringing his muzzle against his shoulder, hot breath being breathed out onto his wet fur. Rishi's heart was beating furiously in his chest, his nerves firing with a mixture of excitement and utter terror. The feline let loose his tongue, slowly lapping away at the mouse's fur, coating it in a layer of cougar saliva. He pumped once fiercely, enhancing the mood a little and keeping them both in an aroused state. He continued licking slowly, making small, sharp thrusts into Rishi's ass which built up slightly in intensity each time.

Finally, he opened his muzzle, flashing his large, flesh-rending fangs to the rodent below, eliciting a whine of panic from the rodent. Roland paused, tempted to back out, but proceeded to wrap his jaws around the smaller partner's tender shoulder. He sunk his teeth into the fur and as he did, Rishi averted his gaze, his body wracked with conflicting emotions about what was happening. The cougar paused, keeping his teeth on the flesh, but not biting down, waiting for, practically hoping for, the mouse to say 'Stop!' Instead, he said something else.

"Do it."

With a breath, Roland bit down hard, sinking his teeth into Rishi's shoulder in a powerful mating bite, causing the mouse to grit his teeth, clench his eyes shut, and groan as the pain in his shoulder shot sharps pangs throughout his body. His paws gripped at the bed sheets in front of him, holding tightly as he was wracked with agony. He wanted the passion, he wanted the most intense experience the cougar lord had to offer, but this seemed like too much and he was ready to tell Roland to release him.

Then the cougar thrust his hips, his cock pulling out and then roughly pushed back in, the naked phallus flesh sliding along the sensitive wrinkled skin of Rishi's anus. His arousal was highly stimulated, the effect enhanced by the mating bite on his shoulder. Suddenly he relaxed his jaws and moaned outward with pleasure. Taking his cue, Roland began bucking his hips regularly in rough, powerful thrusts, slapping the rodent's ass with his waist each time he jammed his foot-long dick deep into Rishi's bowels. Locked in place by the cougar's cock and jaws, the pain in Rishi's shoulder was no longer a hindrance to his enjoyment, but a stimulant. Rishi was once again in the throes of lusty passion as Roland's cock was stimulating his prostate while his own cock was pressed between his belly and the bed being mercilessly stroked as Roland pounded his back end.

Roland's teeth kept a firm grip on Rishi's shoulder as his hot breath passed over the fur with each breath. He soon tasted the salty, metallic flavor of blood as his teeth punctured the rodent's skin. On any normal occasion, he wouldn't have minded as that was a common occurrence, but this time he couldn't shake the feeling of guilt. Rishi's moans helped him move passed it, the mouse shifting below him, indicating his imminent climax. The sensation of his warm, damp intestines squeezing tightly around his cock helped as well and he was able to build up a nice rhythm with his thrusts. He began lapping up the small trickles of blood that seeped from his wounds, keeping the area clean.

Rishi whined in between thrusts, feeling owned by the cougar once again, but unable to care as his mind was now a slave to his body's desires. He'd never felt such pleasure, such passion, such undeniable exhilaration from having sex with another person before and he didn't care. This was his choice, his decision which he made freely and despite his confusion, he was going to enjoy it and he would keep on enjoying it.

His mind wouldn't be distracted for long, though, as his arousal was reaching its peak. He tried to hold out as long as he could, but the cougar's breath lingered next to his face and the scent of their musk was so strong and potent that he couldn't and he didn't really want to. He struggled a bit, shuddering as his orgasm finally arrived and he grit his teeth as his cock exploded beneath him, a wave of murine cum splashing between his abdomen and the bed. Roland's thrusts never stopped and never slow and the mouse's cock was milked remorselessly. He moaned and grunted, whining a little as the cougar coaxed every ounce of male mouse milk out of him.

As his orgasm grew to a conclusion, the familiar oversensitivity of the glans came upon Rishi in spades and he shook under the cougar's domineering form as he was ruthlessly milked beyond his climax. The torturous pleasure in his cock ate away at the mouse as the cougar continued to fuck him, seemingly concerned with getting his own rocks off. Stop! he yelled internally.Make him stop! he said to himself, but made no real attempt to get the cougar's attention, opting instead to let him continue to mount him like a female in heat. Why won't you tell him to stop?!

"It feels too damn good," he said in a low volume, answering himself, but was all Roland got of the internal dialogue between Rishi and his inner thoughts, so he continued on with renewed vigor. Rishi just laid there, allowing his spent penis to be relentlessly abused by the above feline's endless, animal humping. The pain would pass and soon the odor of cougar musk, saliva, and sweat would override his senses again and he'd be on his way to yet another orgasm. This was what he needed, what he wanted after four years of toil and torment, to feel simple pleasure without the suffering. There were still problems he'd have to face and he had every intention of doing so, but for now, he wanted to lose his mind, let all intellect take a back seat while his primitive, instinctual, sex-crazed, lust-addled body did all the thinking. He never wanted this moment to end. This was what he wanted from his life from now on. He wanted Roland's cock embedded in his bowels, his intestines holding a tight grip around the cougar meat as it slid back and forth, in and out along the intestinal walls, pressing up against his prostate, opening him up to unnatural limits and the only time he ever got to remove it from his colon was when it was going to his muzzle to get cleaned off. He wanted the two of them to mate until they were drenched in sweat, covered in semen and saliva, stinking of odoriferous sex, so they could spend an hour or more cleaning each other, running their tongues along each others body, lapping up the remnants of their heavenly, licentious sexual exploits, and then doing it all over again.

Rishi knew, though, that it couldn't be. Roland was a busy man and as the days move on, he'd have to commit to his duties as ruler of the Plains and if he spent all his time with his mouse, he'd never get anything done. It was a frightening concept for the mouse, being left along by the one calling the mouse his mate. As time goes on, would he still care about the mouse, still love him, still feel an obligation to care about him, to protect him, to keep him safe and happy? Worse yet, would he still feel obligated to keep his wife and children secure, ensure their safety, their home, a decent way of life?

A sudden loud growl next to his ear, a hard slap against his ass, and Roland burying his cock deep into Rishi's rectum brought the rodent back to the present. He didn't want to think that way, looking at the future through the eyes of a pessimist. He never went into this looking for love and affection or for a companion to keep him company. He went into it to help his wife and kids and to stop denying the pleasure he got from bedding with Roland. He never thought he wouldn't get bored having sex with Roland every day and he figured the lord probably felt the same way. With his colon thoroughly warmed up from the feline ejaculate Roland just deposited into him, he focused on the present and enjoyed his time with the puma, finally able to open up and enjoy sex in ways he never even dreamed of. The cougar began thrusting again, building up his next climax while indirectly building up that of the rodent below him. Roland's teeth still firmly planted in Rishi's shoulder, the mouse relaxed his body as best he could and rode through the evening. It would be a long night indeed.

******

The sun had set without either mouse or cougar noticing, or caring. All of the candles had snuffed themselves out once the wick reached the melted wax, leaving only the lanterns to continue burning, though some had extinguished earlier. The room was colder now and the scent of the rodent and the feline had dissipated somewhat, but their scents were still strong in the air, the odor of sex, cum, and sweat, bodies exuding every musky smell they could produce from such exhaustive, physically demanding exercises.

The couple now lay together on their sides, Rishi snuggled comfortably in Roland's arms, his back against the cougar's chest. The lord held the mouse in his arms, one draped over his belly and cradling his waist while the other was tucked under his head. Rishi was using the feline's arm as a pillow while his own paws were clasped and resting on the bed in front. Roland's dick was still lodged in Rishi's rectum, though it had softened up after they finished their activities.

Their sexual escapades lasted longer than anything even close to what they've done before. Rishi came so much that his crotch currently looked like it had been overrun by spiders, his legs spread with strings of dried semen forming webbed patterns in between. Roland himself came so often that he lost count after seven, figuring he must've ejaculated into the small rodent's bowels at least a dozen times, if not more. Shaking from the exertion Roland had neither the energy nor the willpower to continue, falling over onto his side and dragon the mouse with him. Rishi felt both ecstatic that his sexual torment was over, but also deprived of such an extraordinarily invigorating experience. Though he enjoyed it immensely, he knew it was over and as they slumped over from exhaustion, the mouse felt thrilled his time spent with Roland could end so blissfully.

Some time had passed, an hour or possibly more, and both feline and rodent sat awake, wondering if the other was asleep. The bed was soaked and stunk of sex, the aroma of copious saliva, cum, and sweat drenching the mattress and lingering in their sensitive noses. As Rishi lay there in Roland's embrace, his big, muscular arms covering him like a blanket, he felt warm, giddy, safe, and secure. Despite having given up himself to the lord and his sexual appetite, he felt free. It was a confusing feeling and he couldn't shake the guilt he held onto, but he was happy, content, satisfied. Sam and the kids crept back into his mind, but all he saw were smiles and well-fed bellies in nice clothing and a big house. That was enough to satiate his doubts... at least for now.

The scent emitted off of Roland was strong and potent to the rodent and as Rishi rested his head on the cougar's arm, he continuously inhaled the musky odor. The smell aroused him seemingly without limit and despite countless orgasms he still felt his dick getting hard as his nose was bombarded with stimulating feline scent. He tried not to think about it, though, as the night's pleasures left his small, rodent penis extremely sore and even a minor twitch from his dick resulted in pain. His shoulder ached from the puncture wounds Roland's teeth inflicted upon it, though thankfully though marks were closed and Roland did a good job keeping it clean. Still, his fur remained damp from their sweaty ventures and the allure of musk was overwhelmingly distracting.

Assuming the feline lord was asleep, Rishi leaned into the cougar's arm and began lapping at the salty flavor of his residual sweat. The act caused Roland to smile down at the mouse, realizing he was still awake. He removed his arm from Rishi's belly and brought his paw up to gently stroke behind his mate's ear. Rishi paused a moment, slightly stunned by the puma's actions, and then moaned as he continued licking away at Roland's fur. Roland continued to pet Rishi's head as he cooed while his partner cleaned him.

"I thought you were asleep," Roland said to the mouse below.

"I tried, but my mind is just too active."

"I understand." Roland then kissed Rishi on the top of his head and wrapped his arm back around his waist, cradling him and snuggling close to him.

Rishi rested his head back against Roland's arm, his nose buried in the aromatic fur, fixating on a particularly tricky subject. "Roland, can I ask you a question?"

"Of course."

"Do you think there will be a problem with you taking me as your mate?"

Roland lifted his head up. "Why would there be?"

"Well... because I'm just a peasant, not to mention a mouse. You sure your family or anyone from the Royal Court in Gellikor wouldn't have a problem with our... arrangement?

Roland chuckled. "Rishi, my father gave up expecting anything from me once he found out I was a cock-chaser. All I have to do is sire at least one male offspring at some point in my life and that'll be enough to satisfy my direct family. As for everyone else, I couldn't give two shits about what they think."

Rishi was a bit surprised by his revelation. "So you intend to sire children? That means you'll have to sleep with a woman, right?"

Roland paused a moment and then nuzzled the side of Rishi's face, purring as he did so. The act sent a comforting tingle into Rishi's belly, making him blush. "Let's not think about it right now in this perfect moment. If and when it does happen, it won't get in the way of my affection for you and it won't have any effect on your family's safety."

To Rishi, it made sense from a political point of view, but he couldn't help feeling a tinge of jealousy at the thought of Roland porking some random female. He didn't dwell on it, though, as he also felt reassurance that the cougar lord was thinking about his family. The image of happy smiles in a big house was still secure.

After a moment, Roland spoke up again. "Do you know when you'll be ready to tell your friends about our deal?"

The thought of revealing that information to his fellow plainsmen gave Rishi butterflies in the pit of his stomach. "I don't- I can't- I just-" Rishi took a deep, shaky breath. "I don't want to think about what they might think of me when I tell them. Why I did it, giving up Sam and the kids to stay here, I just don't want to think about them judging me and thinking the wrong thing."

Roland gave Rishi a gentle peck on the cheek. "Why care what they think? It doesn't matter. You know why you did this and I do too."

"You don't understand, Roland. Before the canines came, my wife and I were ostracized for our beliefs, or more specifically for criticizing everyone else's. It took further pain and suffering from... from offering myself to you and your men to get them to talk to me again. These are my friends and after everything I went through to get them, I don't want to lose them again."

Roland let out a sigh and went back to nuzzling the mouse. "I understand. They're gonna start talking, though. You're gonna have to tell them eventually."

"I know. Just... just give me a few more days."

"Alright. Whatever you decide to do, I'll support you."

Roland then pulled Rishi against him, his tight embrace engulfing Rishi in warmth, acting like a big, fluffy blanket. He barely even felt his cock penetrating his ass anymore and his affectionate purring caused a soothing reverberation and the mouse soon began to drift off to sleep. Before he did, he thought about something he said a few days back when he offered to stay with the lord. Rishi considered everything that's happened within the time span of a single day. He was wracked with guilt and depression at seeing the only woman he ever loved walk away from him with the four most beautiful children in the world. He cried himself to sleep (presumably) and now is forced to live with a man who once threatened to kill his wife and kids. But with the bad, came the good. His family will live in a big house, his children with get a good education, they'll be safe, make lots of friends, and none of them will ever worry about money, food, or threats made against their lives. As for Roland, as Rishi finally let loose the torrential flame inside of him that burned for the cougar's loins, he could finally bask in the thrill and enjoyment he got from their sexual escapades. It was unhinged, undignified, messy, and primal, and the fact that the mouse was not only willing, but desperate to continue on experiencing the same depraved debauchery the cougar had to offer confirmed that he could indeed be happy as the cougar's mate.

But what was really on Rishi's mind was what he could give to Roland: forgiveness. Despite how pleasurable riding the feline's cock turned out to be, the fact was he still forced him into some very uncomfortable situations, including daily fuckings and binding him up when they were in heat. He forced him to continue sleeping with Amarro even though he nearly bit the mouse's neck off. He did threaten his family, held him hostage, and drove him to consider suicide. The pain in his shoulder reminded him of the pain the five cats inflicted upon him and even though, in this instance, he practically begged Roland to do it against his own concerns, it didn't change what the feline did in the past. Was this enough for him to move on from the chains of past oppressions?

Roland shuffled around a little, his purrs getting softer and his hug even more secure. At the moment, in the cougar's arms, he couldn't think of any reason to be worried about the future and that's what the mouse wanted to focus on. Tomorrow, he'd bathe. After that, he'd dress in fine clothes and eat delicious food. In time, he'd see his family again. Once he's had time to cogitate on the matter, he'd be able to answer that, but for now, he just wanted to rest in peace. Maybe he would. Maybe, in time, the horrid past he and his family lived will be nothing more than a stain on the lives they managed to procure for themselves. All the mouse wanted was to be happy and hopefully that's where his life is going. As he closed his eyes, he cracked a smile. He finally felt like he mattered, like he had some control of his life. With a newfound sense of meaning to his life, he drifted off to unconsciousness.