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The party had started at six o'clock on the dot, but they'd been planning it for weeks. Just graduated, accepted into universities. Young, stupid, six foot tall and bulletproof. Everyone felt that way once they were done with their childhood life. You were invincible. You could take on the world.

Isiat was grinning from white tipped ear to ear as the polar-bear bouncer in front of the club grumbled something, handing him back his barely legal ID and ushered him through the doors. The moment they swung inwards, the steady kick of a bassline assaulted him, and the laughter of the group of friends with him was lost to the cacophony of noise in the club. Over the dance floor, strobe lights flicked and jumped about as furs bounced back and forth, lost in the shadows of the rapidly moving lights and bodies.

"Come on Izzy! Parker already got us shots!" Victor growled in his ear, tugging his jacket's sleeve in the direction of the seats near the main stage, pushing his way through the crowd. Isiat blushed at his cheeks. There was a cheetah on the dance floor who didn't seem to notice her top had fallen open. He tapped Victor on the arm and pointed, and the panther just grinned. "More where that came from! Come on!" He threw his paws up.

"Lets get fucking wasted! Aw-Wooo!" A cheer rose up from some randoms at nearby tables, along with a chorus of clinking glasses. Gods it was good to be an adult now, Isiat snickered to himself. He lifted his shot to his lips with a cheer of his own as the cinquette of boys, the 'lads' as they were, downed their first shots of the night, grinning and laughing all the while.

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"I've got cubs! Why the hell am I here?" Wren whined at Shadi, shaking her large, fennec like ears at her in a typical Amasii show of annoyance.

"We haven't been to a club in years," she continued, "we're starting to get too old for this- oh look at that girl!" the snowy white feline hissed, jabbing her finger at a scantily clad cheetah dancing on the floor a few feet from where the two Amasii lionesses were enjoying their drinks.

"She sounds hardly old enough to be out of highschool, the size of those heels! I bet her mother would be ashamed!"

"Yeah, our moms weren't too impressed with us when we started clubbing either." The golden tan lioness, Shadi, snickered, downing her second shot of fireball in as many minutes. Boys kept buying, she'd keep drinking, as long as they stayed on the other end of the bar. Not exactly good breeding stock dancing tonight...

"And we're here because you have cubs, I however, do not, and I'd like to fix this matter before I turn 30!" Shadi groaned, pulling a sweet smelling mixer to her lips to chase the shots away with more alcohol.

"You are 27, 30 is hardly waiting around the corner to eat you alive." Wren sniffed, nursing her own drink far slower than Shadi, her pink eyes entirely unseeing but finding it easy to pick up Shadi's mood.

"Says you! You're only 25. I don't know why you're complaining about being out! You're still young!"

"Two years younger than you, you foul tempered bitch! You do need a good lay, but you're also being ridiculous." The female snorted into her drink, her white fur glowing in the dim light of the club.

Shadi wasn't eye-catching in the same way as Wren was, but she certainly wasn't sore to the eyes... and it wasn't like she was desperate! She just... hadn't had time to settle down, her artist career took a lot of time, and a partner hadn't been high on her mind... not since her last ex anyways.

"Bartender is hot..." Shadi said, feigning interest in what was actually a very good looking male. Just one problem with him though...

"Thought you'd sworn off lions'?" Wren snickered, her ears twitching towards the males deep baritone as he spoke with one of the other patrons.

"I have! I'm just trying to get in the groove... I used to be so good at hunting down males, now... I feel like I haven't done it in so long-"

"Do we need to argue about your age again?"

"How many more times are you going to whine that we're too old for clubs?"

"I'm too old because I'm a mom already!"

"Like that changes your actual numeral age!"

"Of course it does! Have you seen these white hairs in my head those brats put there?"

"I don't even know where to start with that; with the fact that you are entirely white, or with the fact that you couldn't freaking see it if you weren't!"

The females bickered on, their voices drowned out in the howl of the music.

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Isiat meanwhile, was downing his second shot, eyeing off the picking for the night. Most of the girls here were likely single, drunk, horny, and down to fuck no doubt. A lot of them weren't exactly eye candy though. There were a few that got his attention, but not enough to really get his blood going like he wanted.

Still... Beggars couldn't be choosers, and he wanted to fuck tonight if it killed him. He even had a half a dozen rubbers crammed in his back pocket, ready to go. Flavored, even, if they were into that, but he wasn't opposed to giving a hungry bitch a snack.

He tapped Victor on the shoulder, motioning that he was going prowling. The group gave him a series of assorted cheers, and a mocking salute to the fierce male, out on the hunt for taill.

He made his way cockily out onto the dance floor, shimmying and moving with the beat and the crowd, aiming for a red furred vixen bitch who looked like she'd fit his knot nice and snug.

Of course, Isiat hadn't taken into account that maybe the reason that there was at least a 7 dancing all on her own over at the edge of the floor was because her 200 pound brick shithouse of a wolf friend was fetching them more drinks. With less alcohol in him, he might have considered it before he bumped right into the male, and sent his drinks tumbling to the floor.

There was that brief moment when glass breaks that every ear in the club was pointed at them. Mercifully, it didn't last long. Isiat went to apologize at about the same time as a fist approximately the size of a truck came barreling towards his face.

There was a chorus of 'Ooohhh's and cringes when Isiat staggered backwards, slightly dazed. Fuck this asshole though! Who did he think he was? Isiat ducked the next one, and managed to trade a jab that came with a satisfying crack into the wolf's nose before security arrived to peel them apart, and drag the cursing wolf off. After all, they'd watched him start that fight.

Victor came over, patting him on the shoulder. "Nice work, but uh. Your bitch is leaving with him!" He pointed out over a heavy bassline that made the floor vibrate. Isiat cursed. "Also, your nose is bleeding."

Isiat swore again and pushed the panther off, making his way over to the bar. At a gesture, the bar keeper quickly fetched a pawful of napkins, handing them to him to clean up his face with as he growled and grumbled.

Well... Fuck it. The night was still young. There would be-

"Cougar alert Izzy." Came an Irish twinged voice from beside him. "Don't look. Your 3 o'clock at the end of the bar. She's been eye-fucking you since you got in that fight." Eyesah chuckled as he came up, the russet furred fox sliding onto the stool beside Isiat, quickly ordering a pair of drinks. "A 9. Easy. Nice tits too. MILF material."

Isiat spared a quick glance out of the corner of his eyes. She caught him looking. He looked back to his drink with a chuckle. "9 and a half." He smirked back at the fox, taking a slow swill from the mixer. Other prey indeed... he thought with a grin.

"Hey, barkeep..." He summoned the maker of drinks with a rap of his knuckles. "Another one of whatever the lioness and her friend at the end of the bar are having from me." Cast a line, get a nibble. After all, the worst they could do was laugh.

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"That didn't sound good..." Wren muttered, sipping her drink. Shadi however, had kept her eyes glued to the brawl as it went down.

"Ohh, that was one mean looking bastard... the little' guy has some balls. Mean right hook too..." Shadi purred, wriggling around in her chair so her thighs rubbed together under her dress, the fabric riding up her thighs.

"Stop that! We're in public!" Wren snorted at her, the blind girls sensitive ears somehow hearing exactly what Shadi was doing over the music, and she reached over, whacking her arm. Or she would have, if she'd have swung anywhere near Shadi's body.

"Any lioness who says watching a couple of males have a good growl at each other isn't hot as fuck is a filthy liar, and if I was doing what you thought I was doing you'd know it." Shadi grinned at her despite the fact she couldn't see it. But then the males both vanished into the crowd, and Shadi was left feeling disappointed. "Damn... little guy was cute, too. Woulda been a helluva change from felines..."

Just when she thought they must have left, she spotted the lankier of the two males sitting at the opposite end of the bar, where his friends began teasing him. He didn't look so little up close, younger sure, but damn he had some nice, wide shoulders... "Wonder if he'd mind a girl who's a touch older... most males like 'em younger than themselves..." Shadi sighed, meeting his eyes briefly. Damn she hadn't ever seen a pair of eyes so light in her life.

"Your 'little guy' is sending over drinks, so maybe he's not opposed to horny old ladies..." Wren giggled, her massive ears twitching atop her head, facing her left like satellite dishes. Shadi's own ears perked up as she swatted her friend for the rude comment, and sure enough the bartender slid her a shot of that sweet fireball in front of her.

"From the fox with the load of tails down the bar... Or, you know, if you're after something with a bit more meat on it-" The dark maned male droned on, but Shadi wasn't for it.

"Sure, thanks-" Shadi cut him off, snatching up her shot glass and getting to her feet. "Leave your number with my friend here, won't you? Okay, bye!"

"If you're after cock I'm calling myself an Uber!" Wren called out, and Shadi waved her paw at her, her hips rolling even if she couldn't see it.

"Bye bitch! Call me tomorrow- not too early though!" To say she'd found the hunt successful would be an understatement. Hope vulpines have that same knot wolves have! She thought with a lusty wriggle.

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Isiat turned his head as the fox beside him tapped his shoulder and made himself scarce with a grin.

"Incoming. Good luck."

Isiat batted him away with a swish of his paw, swiveling in his seat as the little feline slid down next to him. He looked at her glass with a raised eyebrow.

"Fireball, hmmm? Now what's a mean ol' drink like that doing in a pretty young thing like you, hmmm? I'm Isiat." He held out his paw, grinning that oh so cocky grin of his that seemed to charm so well. The older ones seemed to respond to his flattery if his previous attempts to woo a young twenty something girl at their last outing had been any indication, but she'd been a cock tease, and left him high and dry, the bitch.

This one looked and smelled like she was here with one particular thing on her mind.

"You looked bored over there. Friend bail on you? What's your name darlin'?" He asked her, taking another sip of his larger. Up close... Damn this lady knew how to utilize what she was born with, from the little wriggle in those wide hips to the way she almost teasingly shifted one leg over the other when he glanced up and down her body... This wasn't a girl. This lady was a woman. And he liked what he saw, if the wagging of his tails gave anything away.

"Mmh, bored is a funny word for it..." She purred, flicking her tail over his own twisting mass of apparently happy appendages. He was definitely old enough to fuck, a slim swimmer and dancer's build giving him some hard muscle across his chest.

"Oh please, young lady indeed... I'm not old enough to be your mother but I am old enough to know pups should not be sending drinks over to a woman years older than him... are you even old enough to be drinking?" She growled in a mock whisper, her tail sweeping up the middle of his back. She knew damn well he was old enough to drink, but she was having fun.

"Oh-Em-Gee!" A voice squealed behind her suddenly, making the false mane of fur alongside her back stand on end. The spotty female from the dance floor with the long, long legs could barely hold herself up on her ridiculous heels as she stumbled to the bar, leaning her very young, perky and tight frame against Shadi's chosen male.

A big mistake on her part.

"I totes saw you swing on that guy, I was like, right there! So scary, right? But like so hot too-" Shadi's drink was suddenly upended, splashing the ruddy brown liquid all down the front of the other females pretty, short white dress and dousing the female in cinnamon liquor. The female shrieked at her, and Shadi gave her glass a few good shakes for good measure.

"Oh no sweetheart!" Shadi crooned, placing her glass down and putting her hands over her muzzle. "You've spilled my drink all over your dress! You really should go run that under some cold water in the bathroom... The one at the other end of the bar." Shadi's voice dropped a few octaves.

"You- you just!" The woman flicked her raven hair over her shoulders, like she was going to try and square up with Shadi. Shadi was half the girls height, and she could see why she thought Shadi would be easy pickings for a fight as well as having her male swept out from under her nose. Another bad decision this female had made.

"Booze is much easier to get out of a dress than blood, sugar, and I really suggest you get to soaking that dress because if you keep standing here it will be ruined beyond all recognition." Shadi's teeth were flashing dangerously in her smile, and it gave the other female enough pause to recognize that if she didn't leave she was going to get hurt.

"You owe me a new dress!" The female wailed, stumbling away from Shadi in her heels and wobbling every step of the way.

"Twit." Shadi sneered, snagging Isiat's drink and taking a long swig. Jack and coke, not bad.

"Well... Somebody's night just ended badly..." He chuckled, not even lifting a finger to protest as the feline just helped herself to his alcohol. The young drunkard would no doubt be pissed come morning, if she even remembered that much. Good job, telling them they owed you a new dress and stumbling off before you even knew their name. A stellar show of intellect and what not to screw at a dive bar.

"Young and dumb... is not really my sort. I prefer a lady who knows what she likes and how to handle herself. You can uh..." He chuckled, grinning sheepishly. "Well, I think you fit both of those. After all, you're here aren't you? Age just a number after all. And yes, mine is high enough to buy for myself, thank you."

His own tails lazily wrapped around the feline's long, fluffy appendage, stroking briefly over it as one brushed across her leg, the tip teasingly curling into the crook of her knee and brushing it's soft fur across the sensitive spot. His cheeks were probably red, but dammit, he felt bold enough to take on the world!... After another drink. He rapped his knuckles on the bar and motioned for another two from the bartender.

"Most of the time, they're not half as fine as a pretty little cat like you..." He paused, his own teeth flashing as he picked up his new glass and damned near downed it in a long gulp.

"Never got your name though, miss?" He asked softly, his tails brushing along her thigh in what for him was a very bold move indeed, but she was damned pretty.... It could be fun. It could be a lot of fun...

"My name is Shadi, and flattery may work on the less experienced sort, but I've had my run of several such young men as yourself. I'm afraid I am one female you'll have to try a touch harder with..." Flattery worked just fine on her; her vanity was always a good way to get under her skirt, but this young pup didn't need to know that, didn't need to know she'd already made up her mind that she was going to ride him like a stallion the moment she got him somewhere even slightly out of sight from the general public.

It had been way too long since she'd gone out dick hunting, and her night was just getting started.

"I suggest you start by telling me a little about yourself. You are still at university I assume? Which one? Or are you the 'escape my home town and join the army' sort of guy?" She finished her drink and pressed it back at him. She'd never bought a single drink for herself in any bar so far in her life and she wasn't about to start now.

Isiat took another gulp of his drink, finishing it off and setting the glass back down with a huff. Oh shit, he was in. His face flushed, and he was glad for his dark fur to hide the sudden rush of warmth that tinged the skin of his cheeks as red as a stoplight.

"Oh, Uh.. I uh... Haven't actually decided yet. Father was in the army, but, I've gotten a few acceptance letters and such, just... haven't committed to anything yet." He chuckled, flicking his paw. Another drink was made and brought. Cash changed paws. Another gulp was lost down his gullet. Was it getting warmer in here?

He wiped his brow with the back of his paw. "Well, Shadi... I've been thinking army would be good though, just until I figure out what I want to do with myself." You. His mind interjected unhelpfully, the front of his trousers painfully tight against the belt. His eyes roamed over her again, a low rumble building in his chest. Goddamn. He'd lied. She was a natural ten. A rare, and mesmerizing thing. Pretty name as well... His eyes lingered on her breasts longer than was proper. He didn't care.

They went back up to meet her own, his paw sliding across the bar towards her, pushing his drink with it.

"What about you? Can't tell me you're here for the music and the company of the bar keeper..." He chuckled. He'd seen how quickly she'd brushed off the lion's advances. That wasn't any sort of coincidence when she'd been eyeing him since he sat down.

"Mmh. Let's just say I'm a touch burnt out on the idea of a Rex lately." She murmured, sighing as she helped herself to his drink. "Decided to try something new tonight... something very new, if I'm honest with myself." She gave him a cattish grin, gently popping out a bit of ice from his Jack and Coke and crunching it between her teeth with a satisfying crack.

"Can't say I've even flirted with a male younger than me... you must be special indeed." The feline purred, giving his wandering tail a short tug before running her fingers through the fur; so much rougher than her own but oddly fluffy. Cute.

Isiat rumbled as her fingers combed their way along his tails, the tips flickering as they neared the ends of each length.

"Can't say I've even seen a lady who caught my eye quite so fast... or who I caught either. You're a catch. Frankly, I'm surprised there's not a ring around that finger of yours already, but I don't even see a mark." He commented, nodding at her paw holding their drink.

It was a strange thing, but perhaps her gorgeousness came with a dose of crazy to balance it out. He was certainly he would find out though. Oh lordy would he find out if it took him being knot deep in her cunt. He could smell her arousal, the sexual tension between them thick enough to cut with a knife. Oh, he was getting that tonight, and nothing would stop him from that goal.

"So, what about you miss Shadi? Local girl, or just grew bored of all the Rex's and Tom's where you're from... I've heard felines can be a bit... well, prickly, for what little they have..." He chuckled, grinning slyly at her. Felines were renowned for their lack of much grace when it came to the bedroom, but what they lacked in size, they supposedly made up for with a stamina recovery time that would make a nun blush. Isiat for his part, was a vulpine. As far as he was concerned, he basically had the best of both felines and canines... Plus a nice thick knot to boot.

"Mmh, from overseas, or has my accent transformed that much already? It's only been a few years..." She was feeling nicely toasted now, the alcohol burning through her belly nicely. She smiled easily at this male, a man in body but a boy in smile.

"Mmh, a Rex is fine and good, but sometimes you need a change... a five year trip around the world to practice nursing was a drastic one, but I stand by this being the most interesting times in my life." Shadi grinned, "and the night seems like this is going to be one of the more interesting ones yet."

Isiat couldn't help the sly smirk that pulled at the corners of his lips. Almost lazily, he raised his glass slightly, taking a gentle swill as he toasted her. "I'll drink to that for sure... Seem like you've lived quite the exciting life. Me? I've traveled a bit, Ireland, France, Germany... Nothing so far as a global nursing tour mind you, but I've traveled a bit..."

He snickered, his tails twitching... Did he dare? With another quick swill of his drink. "You know, I speak a little bit of French.. .Such a beautiful language... Not nearly so much as you, but..." He was young and bold, and the alcohol impaired his better judgement, but this was much more fun... Besides, what were the odds of her speaking French? She was a nurse after all, they didn't have time for that kind of thing, right?

"J'aimerais mettre ma tête entre tes cuisses et grogner." He looked at her with a sultry sort of grin, the words in French flowing from his muzzle like a fine wine. Truly it was the language of love... Or lust, in this case. It worked equally well for both. "You smile is as beautiful as a mid spring blossom." He lied, his teeth flashing wickedly.

"Mmh, you are very lucky I didn't finish that year of French young man, because I'm only fairly sure that isn't what you said... dogs and your dirty mouths..." Shadi sighed, her thighs squeezing shut under her dress, her eyes half lidded as she allowed the male to lift her paw in his own, warmth spreading through her body from the kiss he left on the inside of her wrist.

"Never have had a canine before... I wonder if you would leave me with a good experience or not... I hear your anatomy is interesting indeed." She all but purred, her fur around her neck fluffing up like a preening bird.

If she was a bird she was surely a predatory hawk, because she was dragging this male to her den and she was going to eat him alive.

"Mrhmm... I've heard cat's don't handle knots well... They tend to yowl, but... Can't say I've ever had the opportunity to try it..." He stood, tails flickering rapidly behind him. The thick bulge in his trousers was about as non-subtle as he could have possibly made his painful arousal.

"But if you want to find out, I can promise to leave you sore and satisfied..." He smirked, reaching his paw out towards the female.

"Care to uh... Find somewhere a little less crowded?" He motioned towards the back door of the club with a nod of his head. Good god he was positively throbbing with anticipation. Fuck the other guys. They could find some of the younger sluts. He'd bagged himself a woman and damned if he didn't plan to show her just what a real canine could do to a tight little thing like her.

He gave her a gentle tug towards the door, leading her delicately by the paw, before he pulled her hips flush against his side, wrapping his arm around her waist. "The offer in French still stands, you know..."

"And I'm sure I am far too drunk to pull out my phone and translate what you said, so I am going to assume whatever it is on offer is uh... of the French sort... and in that case..." She never turned down a good pussy licking.

There was no hesitation when she let that boy tug her to her feet, but for the quick sharp look he gave her when she stood next to him, and she barely came up to his collarbone.

"You're, uh-"

"Short and sweet, promise." She assured him, pressing her hip firmly against him as they made across the dancefloor quickly, headed straight for the exit and the nearest vaguely out of sight place they could find.

He pushed open the fire door almost far too eagerly, the alarm long ago disabled by little shits like himself wanting a way to sneak out of (or into) the club without the bouncers noticing. He pulled her out of the door, but the moment it snipped closed behind them, rather than heading to his car like he'd planned to, he turned, pinning her by the shoulders to the wall as he met her lips with his own in what was a frankly, an absolutely ravenous kiss.

He growled into it, the vulpine rumbling and nipping and tugging at her lower lip with his teeth whenever he tried to pull away, her own paw pulling him back in whenever the eager boy needed to breathe.

He paws ran along the length of her dress, caressing her hips, her ass, her tits. He squeezed her ample bosom, kneading her rump like it was dough, rolling her supple flesh around in his paws while he huffed into the kiss. He growled, muttered something in French, and then ignored Shadi's squeak of surprise as he grabbed her firmly by the arse, threw her knees over his shoulders, and shoved his head up under that sweet cocktail dress of hers while the feline's claws dug into the back of his head and his shoulders.

His teeth nipped at the skimpy pair of panties covering her womanhood, and using his blunt and cool nose like a battering ram, shoved it up and underneath the fabric, pulling it aside firmly so that he could get his over eager tongue at her cunt, the hot scent of a female in heat driving him on even more than his cocky boldness and the liquid courage in his veins.

Her dress was ruined against the filthy club wall, the greasy grime on the stone and brick rubbing off on the saucy green number, but her dress was the last thing in her mind as he took her muzzle with her own. He tasted like good drink and testosterone, a boiling concoction that felt dangerous and smooth on her tongue. She let this young man paw her body, writhing against him and arching her delicate spine in a very feline way, rubbing literally every inch of her figure against his lean form that she could.

He felt strong against her as he gripped her thighs, a swimmers build. She'd never felt a male quite like him, so very different from her 'type' and yet he had her nerves singing his praises even now! She needed this, needed him and his sexy and slender vulpine charm.

"Ahh!" Oh, the cheek of this pup! He lifted her up and into his shoulders, Shadi gripping his inky black hair and pointed ears in her fists as he fell to his knees, his muzzle eager at her pussy. She was still far from the ground even with him kneeling in the alley, enough to make her grip his probing tongue with her cunt hard and the little feline cry out.

"Oh, listen pup, I'm-" You're what? Too old? You aren't even thirty, stop it! How long has it been since you've fucked like a naughty teenager in a back alley? "Nngh! Don't- don't stop!" She ended up squealing, rolling her hips as much as he would allow in his bruising grip and losing all pretense of mystery and experience.

Isiat all but snarled into her juicy cunt as Shadi squaled, her fingers and claws digging into his scalp as she rode his face with her tail flagged high against the wall. It was almost a shame to ruin such a pretty, racy little dress on her, but fuck it. He'd rip it off her if he needed to. His tongue swiped and lavished her damp sex with its broad, canine length, licking her from the base of her cunt where his tongue delved into her passage, and then all the way up to her clit, where he suckled like a hungry pup.

She did -try- to keep her moans down, but gave up on it within a few swipes of that dreadfully sinful tongue of his. Her sweet and spice flavor reminded him of cinnamon, a wicked cider of heat and lust and a nice, fertile and eager bitch who rode his muzzle with the enthusiasm of a virgin sophomore and the experience of a seasoned whore.

Her budding clit brushed against his nose, and eagerly, he sealed his lips around it, sucking to create pressure before he pulled back, tugging the sweet bundle of nerves as he all but nursed on it. His ears folded flat as she let out a squeal and gripped them tight, his own blunt claws digging into her arse as a reminder to keep it down, as well as to stop the squirming and bucking woman from rocking her way off of his muzzle.

Got she was warm though! The scent of her heat was thick and sweet in his nostrils, blocking out everything else but the instinctual desire to fuck her silly. He forced that back just a little though, but the damp patch on the front of his trousers where his leaking vulpine cock had seeped precum through the fabric did nothing to hide his lust for her.

His kissed her sex with a passion, making up for his relatively little experience with a ravenous hunger for pussy and sheer, teenage hormone driven enthusiasm. He growled loudly into her womanhood, lips and throat vibrating and rippling against the slick lips of her vulva as he nipped, tugged and licked her eager body, his tails thrashing rapidly behind him like an over eager mutt on the scent.

Her heat ran down his muzzle like thick honey, and she was annoyed for a moment that her dress hid the sight from her, though only briefly. Isiat growled against her sex again, and her plush little body went stiff, the inner muscles of her body pulsing against this young male's muzzle as he desperately tried to push his tongue inside her body. It did him no good, her body was tight with orgasm and nothing that wasn't already in her would be granted entry until she was good and done!

She screamed silently, her mouth open in a blessedly soundless cry of release. His paws digging into her ass and her thighs steadied her through, her body being just small enough that she could slump against the top of his head, panting heavily and pumping her hips as best she could, all but humping his face as her orgasm left her hot and tingling. Her hair was a hot mess too, the curls having fallen from it and leaving her looking unkempt and wild in her daze.

He let her down slowly, his large paws still gripping her as she gained footing. It was thankfully still barren out here, not that she would have cared at this point. "My car or yours, pup?"

Isiat's entire body seemed to hum, throat rippling in a low growl as he stood up, licking the last of the feline's orgasm off of the matted and sticky fur at the end of his snout.

"Yours?" He suggested. Gods her taste was absolutely divine. It lingered on his tongue like sweet ambrosia, staying long after he was done eating her cunt like a buffet. His paws still cradled those soft, warm and very squeezable ass cheeks of hers, kneading them between his fingers, as he pulled her up against himself, and mashed his lips against her own.

They were soft, and she didn't resist when one of his paws slid underneath her dress, his index finger caressing her tender and sensitive slit with a few gentle strokes while his tongue sought out her own, pinning it to the roof of her mouth hotly. Damn she was a mess, but in all the right ways. He loved it. He lusted for it. Jesus did he want to just heft her up against the wall and fuck her right there. His free paw left her ass, checking his pocket to make sure the small string of condom packets was still there. He hoped he'd packed enough, but damn, he hadn't expected to end up with a woman who seemed just as eager to spend her night fucking him as he did her!

"I can drive... I think... You're still not in any fit state too." He chuckled, pulling back. Her eyes still had that half-glazed, post orgasmic bliss to them, not even beginning to account for the alcohol they'd both downed a little too quickly for either of them.

"Mmh, if yah sure young man. Ding my car and I'll be taking it out on your dick, got it kiddo?" She was very drunk without a doubt, but the pup hadn't been there as long as she had. Her car was a very boring little green bug- she doubted it would give him any more fire under his heels than she had already given him.

She threw her keys at his chest and spun about, jabbing her finger in the general direction of her park. "That way. I live like, 15 minutes from here at most right now, so we won't have to wait long." She purred, yanking him back to her by his shirt and pressing forward to kiss him again, her little textured tongue giving his lower lip a hot lick.

"I suggest you hurry before I cool off any... it's a chilly night after all."

Good Lord, Isiat had never moved so fast in his life. He all but dragged her into the carpark, trailing hot on his heels as he pulled her by the dress with one paw, and mashed the unlock button on the keys with the other. He followed the loud chirping of the VW, walking Shadi around to her side and opening the door, ushering her in with hurried movements before he slid across the curved hood and dropped down into the driver's seat, throwing it into reverse and roaring out of the carpark with her taste still tingling upon his lips.

He was excited, eager, and as hard as chinese algebra was to a non-speaker of the language. By some god-almighty miracle, he didn't just wreck right there when she reached over to lay one paw in his lap as he drove, her fingers curling around the stiff length of his cock.

He bit his lip and let out a quiet hiss of pleasure at the touch, tapping the brakes gently to bring his speed back under fifty miles an hour as he -tried-, and good god he tried, to focus on the road and not the hot little number in the seat beside him with her paw on his prick.

"Was uh... Left or.." He paused, growled as she teasingly gave his fabric covered bulge a stroke. "Right up here at the intersection?" Gods above she was either the hottest, most eager piece of ass in the bar, and he was just stupendously lucky, or he'd already died in that fight earlier, and this was some kind of heaven... or Hell, depending... Hell wouldn't have let him lick her cunt though.

Shadi giggled breathlessly, unclicking her seatbelt and letting it snap away from her. "Right, and straight on until the train tracks. The apartments next to the old tea shop." She wriggled about in her seat, her tiny body easily sliding down and her flexible feline spine letting her crouch down over the vulpines lap, tugging at his fly.

"You always wear boots to a dance club, kiddo?" The feline purred, fishing around in his pants until she found his warm, pulsing cock. "Oh, fuck!" Shadi gasped, the thick breeding flesh reaching most of the way up her forearm when it popped out of his pants. His knot wouldn't fit in her paw at all, so she happily added her second paw to the mix, better 'handling' it as it were. "I would have fucked you in the parking lot if I'd seen what you were packing kid. It's not nice to keep secrets you know~"

She wasted no time in dipping her head down and drawing his cock into her mouth, tasting the breeding tool of this virile male and deciding she liked it. "If you don't really suck at this, I'm keeping you!" She mumbled, taking his prick all the way down her throat until she could kiss his knot.

For his part, Isiat just huffed quietly, trying his best and failing at focusing on the road as Shadi's lips descended over his dappled flesh. Stay in your lane. Keep it under fifty. STAY IN YOUR LANE. He jerked on the steering wheel to straighten the car up again as headlights flashed by, but god dammit he didn't care. The damned cougar in his lap had him in her throat, her warm lips kissing to firm, slick, and damned sensitive flesh of his knot as he positively throbbed in her mouth, coating her tongue with his slick precum.

He bit his tongue and rolled his hips up against the feline as she drew back, huffing through her nose loudly as her wicked little tongue repaid his own kind favors in her own, naughty little way. He throbbed again when she went back down on him, his knot swelling up between her paws grip. He clenched his fingers down around the steering wheel cover, glad that his claws weren't sharp naturally, else he'd have torn it to shreds already.

"Christ, if you keep sucking I might let you..." He growled through gritted teeth, trying his damnedest not to just run them into a telephone pole or a light post along the road, nevermind the other cars. A van cruised past on his left, and he could have sworn he saw familiar faces leaning over to look as they went past. He didn't care. He growled and let out a low huff. He throbbed again, feeding the feline his rigid shaft. One paw came to rest on the back of her head between her ears, scratching at her scalp gently.

They hit the railroads doing 55, and the whole car jumped as they went over the slight rise, the firm bump stuffing his knot up against her lips as his paw shoved her down, a low groan of pure bliss escaping him.

"Ahhh fuck! FUCK!" He snarled, his sac clenching tightly against the base of his furred sheathe, the white fuzzed orbs and his rob twitching as Shadi let out a cute little gasp, her muzzle suddenly filled with a whole mess of sticky and white as Isiat let out a loud yap, knuckles white against the wheel.

Shadi squealed in bliss, the males seed pumping down her throat and splashing across her tongue as he jerkily humped her, the drunken cat not even worried about the erratic driving and sudden breaking. She'd gone hunting for dick, and she was bringing it home! She had the almost orgasmic feeling of a not only successful hunt thrumming through her body, but one of a damn good hunt; there would be no disappointment here.

"Quit whining," She teased him, "You're young, it'll come back quickly... and if it doesn't, well, I can go as many times as I like, and your muzzle was so smooth." She lifted herself from his softening cock and gave him a long lick over his mouth as they pulled into her apartments car parks, giving him a taste of himself, and finding her own flavor on him.

Fucking gods above... Isiat's head was swimming as the little feline all but crawled up into his lap to kiss him, her tongue washing his lips with a taste of his own salty seed. He growled at her, and gripped the back of her head, forcing his tongue into her muzzle to taste a little bit more, pinning her own wriggling muscle against the roof of her muzzle while he tongue-fucked her mouth, ravaging the sensitive underside of her sweet little feline tongue.

His fingers fumbled on the parking brake as he somehow managed to not fucking total her car, pulling up to a stop out front of the small tea shop before he killed the ignition. He parted with a gasp, grinning from ear to ear.

"Damn... Didn't know you had a death wish to die sucking fox-cock in your front seat..." He chuckled, managing to fumble with his fly and cover himself before he opened the door, the cool of the night air hitting him like a blizzard compared to just how damned hot the car felt right then and there. He rounded the beetle and opened Shadi's door for her, grinning and offering a playful bow like a gentleman, instead of the randy teenager who knew he was about to pound that tight little lioness into her mattress.

"Lead the way..." He rumbled deeply, seductively licking her flavor from his chops.

Shadi tugged him past her front door, kissing him hungrily and throwing her keys in the general direction of her coffee table, hearing them clatter and fall to the ground. Her paw flung against the wall, searching for the light switch she knew had to be somewhere.

Her living room was suddenly brought into her sight, the warm walls and furniture lighting up before them. She yanked him inside and shut her door with several feminine giggles, fumbling to lock the door behind them.

"Bedroom!" The male snarled, making motions like he thought he was going to gather Shadi into his arms or throw her over his shoulder! Fat chance, pup.

"Oh no you don't!" She snagged his shirt and began yanking it over his head, giving him a vicious shove over onto her couch, watching him go feet up and tails flailing. "You gonna' prove yourself a superior male and breeder before I invite you to my bedroom, mutt. I only take the best in me, you understand..." She gave him a cattish smile.

"Oh, is that so?" Isiat grinned, relishing the challenge this little female presented for him. Oh, he was going to fuck her until she was sore and begging him to stop by morning. His cock was already back at attention, ready to go for a round two the moment she flung his shirt at him. He tossed it aside with a smirk.

Lazily, he spread his legs slightly, watching how her eyes darted over the firm bulge in his trousers. She was already intimately acquainted with just what he was packing, if the little drip of white clinging to the corner of her muzzle was any more of a dead giveaway as to just what they'd been doing, or just what she planned on doing with the strapping young stud on her sofa.

"Sure you can fit all of it? I'd hate to break you with my knot..." His tails pattered against the fabric in a random, excited beat. Oh boy was he going to tie her and tie her hard, even if he had to hold her down and bruise that tight cunt of hers to get it in there. Little feline's weren't built for big old canine knots, and certainly not young and virile ones.

Absently, he fingered the condom packet in his pocket, tearing one off the strip as he held it up before her, the little silver wrapped square dangling tantalizingly before the feline. He kicked his trousers off quick enough, smirking.

"Damn good thing you picked me up instead of one of those other mongrels at the club. I'd hate to have seen such a fine lady disappointed in her partner..." He chuckled cockilly, sitting back with his cock peeking lewdly between the folds of his boxers, throbbing eagerly at the feline who had serviced it so well.

"I like your confidence kid, but don't get carried away. I bet you'd barely got that cock of yours wet..." Shadi smirked, working on unzipping her little red dress, stepping out of it with a little wiggle of her hips. "A loaded gun is lovely, but it's useless or dangerous in the paws of someone who doesn't know how to use it... And being taught how to fire by someone who can't fire either doesn't count." The feline sneered, taking a few steps towards his prone form on the couch in just her black panties and bra, looking like she wanted to sink her teeth into him.

"Shall I... teach you how to handle it? Happen to know for a fact it's loaded and ready to go..." Young men were wonderful in the stamina department.

The predator before him was a damned attractive one, and Isiat for his part, was mesmerized, like a deer caught in the headlights. He sat there with his prick throbbing, a mix of adrenaline and anxiety running through his veins. Damned this woman knew how to push his buttons! He growled, and quickly tore open the wrapper between his fingers, rolling it over in his paw.

"Oh, I've been damned ready since you looked at me across the bar..." Isiat growled out, his lust and eagerness drawing the rough tone of desire from his throat. He shifted forwards slightly, sliding the thin latex wrapper down over his dappled shaft, coating it in the milky coloured rubber. The pointed tip of his vulpine length shot a short spray of precum into the tip as he rolled the end down and over the lobes of his sensitive knot, gritting his teeth as it slipped over the still over sensitive skin.

Her curves, her hips, her tits... Jesus she was perfect, as ideal a female as he might have dreamed of, and right now, she only had eyes for his twitching and jutting, rock hard prick. Good god, he might as well have won the lottery. He grinned. He would have bet Victor wasn't having half as good a night as he was about too...

Shadi was done with flirting, done with waiting. With his paws quickly finding her hips to help her, she swung her legs over his hips and settled herself over top his smartly wrapped prick. Well, that is going to have to go... Shadi thought to herself, grinning down cattishly at the pup. He kneaded the soft flesh of her thighs and ass, groaning deeply as he gave his hips a few rocks under her.

Isiat hissed through gritted teeth as he pulled her down on him, warm wet heaven wrapping around his cock only slightly dulled by the rubber in place. "Christ woman-"

"Never been called that before, but I'd say fucking me is like having a religious experience." Shadi crooned, rocking her hips with the aid of the pup's large paws gripping her legs frantically, holding her in place as if he thought she'd vanish.

Oh, she wasn't going anywhere, not until she'd had her fill of that vulpine cock... but first...

In an almost cruel way, Shadi started flexing her already taunt inner muscles, rippling her soft insides around the condom wrapped prick. She could feel the thin layer over her prize acutely, feeling the slight pulling and rubbery friction.

Below her the boy panted and whined, his eyes wide as he was overwhelmed with pleasure to an almost painful extent. She was hardly paying attention through, her eyes shut in concentration as she worked the rubber, determined to be rid of it before this excited pup came and ruined her fun!

It was a close thing too, but as usual, Shadi got her way in the end. The boy under her was losing himself quickly, his hips pounding up into the gyrating feline desperately as he rounded the corner of orgasm faster than he ever had in his life!

The condom gave way soundlessly inside Shadi's body, the remnants of which pulled out of her to hang useless under the pulsing lobes of Isiat's knot like an indecent party decoration.

The boy barked, digging his claws into her thighs to hold the damn woman still as he felt her bare flesh over his cock, increasing his stimulation all at once. Oh no- he had talked a huge game, he wasn't going to cum straight into her womb two minutes into fucking her for the first damn time! He would never live it down!

"I- the rubber- in my pants pocket, there's more-" he gasped desperately, his feet twitching as her hips rolled against his own deliciously.

"Mmh, but this feel sooooo much better, doesn't it boy?" Shadi purred, leaning down to kiss his pointed black nose gently, squeezing down on him hard with her inner muscles.

Isiat couldn't stand himself, his hips rolling up into her even as his mind reeled against the wonderful treatment her cunt was giving his knot. Rippling and clenching around him, it coaxed his orgasm out like she had planned this all along, his tip kissing up against her unprotected womb.

"Ahhh~ Please Shadi, I... nggh.." He paused, trying to draw his hips back, but Shadi just grinned at him, and let him get almost all the way out of her, as if she were allowing him the moment of respite from the warm heaven her sex provided.

God's, was she fertile? What if he got her pregnant? He hadn't even been out of school a month yet, and here he was about to bust his nut unprotected into a hot as hell cougar who was enjoying every moment of the blissful torture she was inflicting on him.

"Please, just..." His foot scraped across the floor, feeling with his toes for the pocket before he lifted one out between his toes. Shadi's grin only grew wider, poised on the tip of his cock, droplets of his copiously spilling pre dripping down her labia and his dappled shaft to form a trail across the snapped and loosely hanging remains of the snapped and tattered condom at the base of his knot.

"Let me put a new one-" Shadi silenced him with a rough and wet kiss, her tongue forcing its way into his young, inexperienced muzzle.

She purred into it, her paws resting on his waist as she let gravity do its thing,the breath rushing from her as his prick stretched her open and she slid all the way down to his knot, slapping wetly against the thick bulb as she relaxed as best as she could.

Isiat groaned in a torturous mixture of bliss and dismay as Shadi's tail flicked sideways, knocking the wrapped condom away from his foot as his knot began to sink into her, before with a wet pop, it was in, the little feline crying out sharply as it quickly expanded even further, locking him inside of her as he howled out his climax.

He completely flooded her cunt, leaving a bucking and writhing Shadi wondering how he had so much seed left to his name after filling her muzzle with it just a while ago! She could feel every pulse and warm slosh inside her body, a mix of her arousal and his own completion.

"Nnnnh!" She moaned, leaning forward to gently tuck her nose under his chin, listening to him gasp softly as she pulled against his tie just enough to feel it tugging at her sex. "That was good- but we're not done yet, are we sweet boy?"

She licked the soft of his throat, feeling the jumping pulse of life under her tongue. "We've a whole night ahead of us, and you are not going anywhere for the time being..." she tilted his panting muzzle down to her own, kissing him as deeply as she liked as he rested his paws on the roundness of her hips. She could feel his tense body relaxing against her, coming down from his high.

"Ohh... Oh gods above..." Isiat sighed as he nestled his head in between the feline's warm, luscious tits. He could feel her cervix rhythmically squeezing at the spade-like dip of his vulpine prick, each throb of his length adding another splash of cub-batter to her already filled womb. He could feel it dripping down around his knot, onto his sac and thighs before making a mess of the sofa beneath them.

What the hell was he going to do? If she wasn't on some other kind of protection, well... His kind were known for there virility. There would be a bun in that oven before morning for sure, and she was just... wanting him to go again?

Without input of his own, his hips rolled up at the mention of it, a lusty groan in his throat. "Oh... we shouldn't have done that..."

"Yes, but the damage is done now, isn't it? You may as well enjoy that mess you've made..." Came the feline's almost too sweet reply, her teeth playfully nibbling at the edge of his ear. His heart was still pounding, and his cock was still pulsing, but vulpines were like to do that... They didn't really stop cumming until they were good and done with their tie, and that could be another twenty minutes from now.

Isiat groaned as her cunt squeezed around him, the feline tightening her grip on the poor boy, before he gripped her hips, and pulled her down onto his knot, rocking his hips as he started into a fresh and steady rhythm, messily smearing the cum inside of her body. Well, if he was already screwed... Might as well enjoy the hell out of it.

"That's what I said!" The feline giggled, pulling back on his tie just enough to make him feel it. He hadn't meant to say that outloud.

The male under her was more than a little drunk; as was she, but she'd done a ballet recital high as a kite on some pot chocs her brother had left in his apartment and that had been difficult; topping this male was going to be no problem as long as she didn't puke on him!

She carefully dug her fingers into his shoulders, rolling her hips against his own to move that yummy knot against her insides. Her legs were short but muscular, so what she lacked in height to ride him she made up for in how hard she could grind his locked prick in her wet little snatch. She mas making a complete mess of the fur on his lower belly, seed and feminine excitement leaking out with every little tug she made, using his shoulders to steady herself.

"Ohh that's stuck good! I didn't think being knotted literally meant you were locked together, but that ain't comin' out, no sir!" She wasn't sure if that annoyed her or excited her more; she would have like to have been able to freely ride his cock, but the way that knob of flesh felt pulling inside of her almost made it worth the lack of control!

Isiat just groaned in bliss, rolling his hips upwards to jab the tip of his cock right up against the tight feline's cervix, not even caring about the mess that his entire waist had become. Cum from both of them seeped out around the tie with every movement they made, and the sensations from her clenching around his oversensitive knot were enough to convince him he'd died and gone to heaven.

"Well if you keep moving like that-" He paused, huffing as his paws grabbed her hips firmly, and forced her down until his cock was kissing her innermost barrier. "-You're going to be stuck there all damned night." He warned her, but somehow, he got the distinct impression that it was only going to encourage her.

He could have worried about what his parents would think if this damned cougar of a big cat got pregnant because of this, but dammit, right then, the only thing that mattered in the world was how quickly he could get her to cum again by grinding his knot against her slick, sweet passage. It was like she said after all... He was already screwed, so...

"Hope you're ready for a long night, Shadi..." He growled, rocking himself upwards as he lifted his torso, pushing her down onto the sofa while neatly maneuvering himself to kneeling between her delicious thighs. He didn't give her time to adjust to the sudden shift in position, instead just pinning her shoulders and starting to pound her as much as a knotted vulpine could down into the mess of the sofa.

Shadi squealed half in delight and half in surprise, barely able to wrap her arms around the canines neck before he shoved her back into her own damn couch and started fucking her like a dog on a bitch. Rapid, deep pumps that nudged his spade tip deeper into into her needy womb made her scream and at least attempt to wrap her legs around his waist, but her legs were both too short and the male fucking her far too vigorously for her to do more than keep her legs up and angled for the best penetration she'd had in years.

"Ahh- easy! Make me bleed and you'll be sad-"

"You say that like it'd make me stop." He bit out through clenched teeth, his fingers leaving bruises on her upper arms where he was gripping her, using her body for leverage so he could drive his tip deeper into her fertile body.

This pup had done a complete 180 on her, and she couldn't lie; she was digging it.

"What- nothing catty to say?" He groaned, sliding his paws down to her waist and taking a firm hold. "Good- shut up and let me show you what a fresh pup can do to you; all those old cats are going to be disappointing now..." He stood and pulled her waist with him, using his upper arm to hold himself up over her and her couch. His knot was swollen and stuck as ever, but if the pull hurt him he certainly didn't let it show.

And oh did he ever live up to his talk. If his cockiness was all talk, she wouldn't have all but screamed for him when she next came, and by the time she had recovered, he'd lifted her into his lap and had her straddling his bent knees while he fucked her up against the back of the sofa and the wall.

Her claws dug into his back as he pounded her like a mutt on the heat, growling and muffling his snarls and pants into her lips and the side of her neck interchangingly, his paws groping her plush rear to hold her steady while he battered her womb and did his damnedest to show up every other male she'd ever had.

There was still no competition. She wasn't sure if she could ever go back to barbs now that she'd had his knot in her. The messy, wet slapping of their hips colliding rang out in her home, and lord knew if she had neighbors who were listening, undoubtedly she'd be getting looks tomorrow. She didn't care. Neither did he. He knew he'd bagged the tightest, hottest fuck in that damned bar, and oh would he have something to brag about when he next saw his friends.

He closed his jaws about her neck as he forced himself as deep as he could, and for a moment, could have sworn he felt her cervix give around the pointed head of his vulpine breeder, before with a low growl and a firm buck, he claimed her again, adding to the already copious amounts of cum that he'd painted her cunt with, and never for a moment caring if his swimmers did their job in her while he emptied himself.

He finally released the breath he'd been holding, panting heavily as he slumped against the feline, slowly lowering the tied pair back down to the couch so that he could lay down with her straddling his waist. After a few moment to recover and basking in the wet, warm heaven that was the feline's still vice clenching snatch, he grinned.

"So.... Break, drink, another round?"

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"Probably should have done this first..." Shadi sighed, nursing her glass of water on the couch with the boy sprawled out on the floor, his breathing only just now lowering to a normal pace after their little romp on her couch. He was fit and gorgeous, panting and sweaty on her carpet. Too bad he's so young, else I'd just keep him... She thought wistfully, watching his paw absently trail down his mussed belly fur in that way post coital males did.

"What? Drinking water?" The male chuckled, his tails flicking back and forth smoothly to cool him off, fanning the pleasant breeze with Shadi's window over his warm body.

"Mmh, talking mostly... I mean, typical of a one nighter, but I like to stay a little classy... I don't even know your last name." Shadi snorted in an unladylike way, draping her tail over herself to vaguely cover her nudity. "Any family in the area? Uh... any kids?" She should have asked that before honestly, because baby daddies kept getting younger and younger.

He didn't seem the type though, he certainly felt like he had his life together.

"You barely even know my first name... Seemed like we were both a little eager to move on to other things from the bar." He scoffed with a teasing wink.

"Sweet girls in heat aren't even usually that direct, and I'm certainly not that forward most of the time, but, I'm rather glad I was. It's Carcer. Isiat Carcer. And no to both, I moved here for school, and now that that's over, I'm still deciding what to do. Tossing up between something in IT, and you again..." He licked his lips, shooting her a sly grin as he did.

His tails twitched as he looked her sexy little figure over again, his eyes tracing her curves. Easy 10, he chuckled inwardly. And not even all that crazy yet. He made a note to check her number when she undoubtedly gave it to him tomorrow before he left, just to make sure it wasn't a phoney. This was one feline he certainly wouldn't mind tumbling with again, even if she was a fair bit older than himself.

The thought hit him a few moments later, and his eyes rolled back up to look at her from the floor. "And uh, what about you? Any cubs yourself, or, do you live by yourself? I'm not going to have to leave through a window in the morning?" He chuckled, half nervously. He hadn't even bothered asking if she was on protection, but more pressing than that was if there was somebody else he was going to have to avoid come dawn!

"I live alone, no cubs as of yet..." She said offhandedly, "Recently single, and the idiot knows better than to come sniffing around here. You're safe pup, no worries." Shadi teased him lightly. Well, he was safe, Shadi not so much... Maybe she'd let him in on that when she decided to tell him she'd let him stay.

At this point in her life, whatever was going to happen was going to. She wasn't trying to get pregnant, per say... but she wasn't preventing it at this point either. She didn't want to be in her 30's having babies, so now was as good a time as ever. Plus, the young stud was certainly handsome. He'd make some pretty pups.

"Ahhh... Well... Glad to pick up the slack where he clearly lacked." Isiat smirked, lazily running one paw across Shadi's thighs as he scooted closer to her, laying his head in her lap, her scent filling his nostrils like a lust infused bouquet of roses. "He clearly didn't know what he was missing." He flattered her with a faint smile, his tails flickering. She was awfully pretty after all, even if she was a little older.

"And uh, you're sure you're okay with..." He paused, giving the inside of her thigh a soft, tender lick that ended with her legs spread gently beneath his paws, his tongue grazing softly over the outside of her warm, honey-slick petals, lapping up the trickle of white leaking from his sex. His own taste was bitter, not at all like hers, but he was nothing if not diligent, giving her another few soft licks as he enjoyed her soft moans above him before he pulled back, leaving his paws where they were.

"You seemed, uh... Rather determined to go 'au natural'..." He pointed out. He'd had to wait for his knot to go back down before he could peel the well and truly ruined rubber off of himself like a popped balloon, just the tight latex base left. Still, the concern of getting her pregnant hadn't ever really crossed his mind before she'd brought up not having kids, but it probably wasn't anything she had considered either, right? After all, she'd been at the bar for the same reason he had been, just looking for a good time.

Did it matter, another part of his mind chimed in, and his eyes sank between her thighs again, as did his tongue as he tucked right back in with all the stamina and enthusiasm of a horny damned teenager. Screw it. If this lasted just tonight, he was going to make sure she remembered it. Even if she was much older than himself, he couldn't see himself not seeing her again after this. There were worse things in the world than a surprise cub.

The tiny but more mature feline was happy to let the muscles in her legs relax and fall open. Males often enjoyed beginning with a few licks, but few enjoyed licking their plate clean when they were done. If he kept this up, she was going to get used to this treatment and he wasn't going to be allowed to leave at the end of the night.

"Careful vulpine, or I might just keep you..." She sighed, her hips raising gently in rhythm with his excitedly licking tongue. His tails looked excited too- the mass of them impossible to even begin counting as they swayed with this pups energy. "You've at least earned a trip into my bedroom." She gently pushed his face away from her warm, wet snatch with her foot to his face, "Do try not to drip onto the carpet..."

"I'd say the same to you..." Isiat smirked with the cheeky response, his chest rumbling in a steady, low growl. Oh, he was going to fuck the shit out of her all night long if she let him. He followed the naked feline's swishing tail like it was a beacon, guiding him diligently towards her bedroom. She pushed the door open with a Lazy shove of her paw, before flopping onto the king sized four poster bed that dominated the center of the room, her tan fur matching nicely with the forestry greens of the decor in here.

He couldn't help but look around just a little. A few family pictures, a large vanity with all manner of fur powders and blenders. He glanced himself in the mirror briefly, all matted and ragged looking. Well fucked, he might have described it while grinning smugly. Nothing that gave him any indication of anybody else though.

That was a relief at least for him as he passed the threshold of the bedroom, his eyes wandering around the room a few moments before they fixed back on the feline, now spread out on the bed and purring like a Rolls-Royce motor on idle. Though admittedly, something else had caught his eyes.

"Now, why would such a precious little morsel like you need a pair of handcuffs in here, hmmm?" The glint of steel beneath the edge of the bed had been a dead giveaway, and if she was indeed as single as she had said, he wouldn't have been surprised to find more under there as well.

"You could fit four on this thing with room to spare." He teased her, climbing up onto the bed with a slow, stalking predators movements, climbing up over top of her.

"And I'm willing to bet it doesn't squeak when it rocks either..." He rumbled out almost suggestively, his fingers tracing along the edges of her thighs, an almost feather-light, tantalizing touch. She was hot beneath his paws, and her taste was still fresh on her lips, ensnaring him to her sweetness and just how 'innocent and sweet' the little cougar looked.

"So, will I get another trip to the bedroom after this if you judge me good enough? Or do I have to lick my way to that privilege?"

"Getting a little ahead of yourself, pup," Shadi laughed with a little purr, rolling over onto her belly and flagging her tail. She wasn't surprised one bit when the canine's cold nose was quickly pressed up under her curled tail. "Who says I won't have tossed you on your ass when before the sun comes up?"

"Because then you would miss my morning wood," the cocky bastard grinned, taking another long lick of her bright pink and puffy nethers, "and I promise you... it's a sight to behold. You'd regret not giving it a go..." He teased the lioness, giving her raised rump a squeeze in his paw as she looked over her hip at him. Her expression of curiosity pleased him, not that he had honestly thought she hadn't wanted to 'ride' out the night with him, so to speak.

"Well... Let no man say I ever passed up an opportunity for great morning fuck... not too early though." She warned him. She was a cat after all. Sleep was only a little less important than a good dicking. "Bathroom's' all the way in the back... I'm going to clean up quickly."

Isiat gave her a few moments, watching her shapely rump swaying as the feline strutted her way into the connected ensuite, the smirk never leaving his face. Goddamn... He must have been the luckiest vulpine in the damned country. He gave her a few moments out of courtesy, but the moment her heard a shower squeak on, and the steady drumming of running water, his cock all but led the way into the bathroom that was quickly filling with steam. He rubbed his paws together. Oh, it was going to be a damned long night.

---

Morning at last came, the sounds of birdsong fluttering in through the open bedroom window, along with sunlight from the drawn back curtains. Isiat rolled over, cradling his head.

His head hurt. It was too bright. What the heck was that crunching sounds? All these thoughts and a dozen other things that were sore and ached filled his mind in the seconds before Isiat managed to blearily open his eyes, groaning as he rolled over to check his phone on the bedside table.

He blinked again. And then once more. The green bed sheets tangled around his paw weren't his. Neither was this room... Or the table by the bed...

The crunching sound came again, and he lifted his paw to shield his eyes from the light streaming in through the open window. Shadi took another bite of the bowl of cereal she was eating, looking down at him with an almost dismissive frown.

"Oh. You're still here... Well?" She raised her eyebrows at him. He blinked again, and tried to figure out where his underwear had gotten too.

"Uh... Yeah... Soooo..."

"So what? Get up. You're taking me to breakfast. Consider it your way of repaying me for letting you spend tonight as well... Unless you've somewhere better to be?"