Distraction
She jumped when his furred arms wrapped around her waist. He laughed, a deep, masculine sound that sent shivers down her spine. She turned around and glared up into the white face of the feline-like humanoid.
"Elves are so jumpy," he said with a smirk.
"And cats are sneaky," she retorted, shaking her short, brown hair out of her face. "What do you want, Nesarn? I have work to do."
He pulled her into a tight hug. Her green eyes widened when she felt his erection pressed against her belly.
"I... Uh... I have work to do. Master Ycaun wants th--"
He stopped her with a kiss. "Ycaun can wait." He kissed her again, forcing his rough tongue into her mouth this time.
She pulled away from him. "I really can't do this now," she said in a breathy voice.
"Really?" He slid his hand under the waistbands of her skirt and panties and cupped her soft mound. He arched an eyebrow when he discovered the wetness there. "You can't, Trill?"
She blushed and pulled his hand out of her clothes. "I... Well... Ycaun doesn't want the scrolls until sundown."
He smiled and kissed her neck. "I knew you'd see it my way."
He started to untie the laces of her corset, but a hand on his stopped him. "Not here," she said. "Scrolls."
He glanced at her desk and the pile of scrolls on top of it, then nodded. He lifted her as though she weighed nothing, and carried her into the back room where he laid her on a large, wooden bed. He took off his black vest and threw it aside, then took off his black pants and crawled onto the bed.
She sat up and rubbed her hands over his well-muscled body, played with the thicker fur around his throbbing appendage while he worked on getting her corset off. When the last of the lacing was undone, he tossed the piece of leather aside and buried his face in her ample chest. She leaned her head back and ran her hands through his long, white mane while he licked, kissed, and suckled her breasts. She let out a moan of pleasure when he bit her, hard enough to let her know that her kitty had teeth, but not hard enough to break her soft skin.
He gave a final kiss to both of her hard nipples before leaning back and taking off her skirt and panties. He ran a finger over her and smiled when she arched her hips toward him.
"Eager, aren't you?"
She put one of her hands over his and pushed both of their middle fingers into her opening in reply.
Chuckling, he removed their hands and positioned himself over her. "No more foreplay, then?" He asked, his lips inches from hers.
She wrapped her legs and arms around him, and kissed him passionately.
Taking the hint, he repositioned himself and rubbed his head against her vagina before pushing into her, slowly. She moaned and raised her hips up to meet him. He cupped one of her breasts in his hand and rubbed the nipple with his thumb while he kissed her and pulled himself out again. He thrust into her, harder and faster, causing her to let out a small yelp of surprise. He moved his kisses to her long, pointed ears, hands massaging her breasts while he thrust in and out of her with a fast rhythm.
She moaned and writhed beneath him, her hips rising to meet his with every thrust. She ran her hands down his back and cupped his butt while he rode her. She could feel her climax building quickly.
"S-slow," she gasped around.
He growled softly, but did as he was told, moving with slow, deep thrusts. His hand left her breast in favor of rubbing her nub. Her eyes fluttered shut and she leaned her head back, baring her throat to him. He bit her, gently.
He sped their pace up gradually, and shortly was going faster than they had started out. He had to release her throat for fear of hurting her. A low growl rose in his throat when he felt her inner muscles begin to tighten around him.
She sank her teeth into his shoulder to stifle her scream when her climax hit her in full. Her teeth penetrating his skin took him over the edge, and with one final thrust he released his seed into her.
He collapsed, exhausted, onto her writhing body. Slowly, her shivers subsided, and she pushed him off of her so that she could cuddle against him. He wrapped his arms and his fluffy white tail around her, and she toyed with the fur of his tail absently.
"So pretty," she murmured, her voice slightly slurred.
He smiled and kissed her forehead. "You, too, even if you don't have fur."
She smiled and snuggled closer to him, and soon was fast asleep.