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This story was written for Tygacat as his patreon flash fiction for September. It contains M/F sex between consenting adults.

What You Do With What You've Got

"Fuck me..."

Amy giggled as she tumbled back down onto the bed, the lithe leopard squirming and arching her back while she watched her boyfriend stare in wonder, transfixed by her already naked and oh so eager body. All day she'd been teasing him. All day she'd been getting him as worked up as she had been from the very moment she awoke, knowing that today was the day she was going to do it. Today was the day she was going to make herself do it. And now that she was, she regretted nothing.

He pulled off his clothes in an instant, as though appalled that he had watch her slip out of her own attire without already doing so out of pure instinct. The tiger stepped towards the bed, cheeks flushed even though he had absolutely nothing to be embarrassed about, cock already rising to attention and a definite positive addition to his already handsome, toned yet slender frame. He scrambled up onto the covers to join Amy, but as he reached between her legs to pull them apart and slide between them, the leopard gave a playful growl.

"N-no. Not like that."

Timothy looked at her in confusion, and once more Amy couldn't help letting loose a burst of giddy, only slightly nervous laughter.

"I... I wanna try something new today. I w-want... I want you to fuck my tits."

She saw the look on her lover's face change. From one of lust to one of surprise, then back to lust. His eyes drifted away from the tightly and purposefully closed apex of her thighs, and up her lean figure. Up, and up, and... Amy blushed, and not the pleasant kind, as she saw Timothy's expression switch back to confusion again.

"Uh... h-how?"

The moment, for now at least, was broken. The intimacy vanished from the air, the romance drained from the room like black tar down a bathroom sink, and Amy scowled as she pulled herself up on her elbows and glared down at the male kneeling by her feet.

"How?!"

Timothy looked embarrassed and apologetic, but not to the point where he didn't keep digging his grave.

"Yeah. I mean, obviously I know how to titty-fuck someone. Y-you I mean, not someone else. Not someone like that, I just mean... y-yours aren't... you don't have... y'know..."

Amy's scowl darkened.

"I don't have what? Because last time I checked, Tim, these were breasts."

She grasped her breasts in both hands, squeezing them individually, then pushing them together slightly in a rather pointed manner. All the while she was glaring in fury and embarrassment at her boyfriend. This was exactly why she hadn't wanted to bring it up. Why she had kept this desire to herself for so long. She had never been envious of other women for their bigger breasts, indeed she had always believed that if she wanted to she could do anything they could do with a greater cup size. But until now, perhaps in part due to her lack of size in that department her past lovers and indeed her current boyfriend had never before shown much attention or interest in fulfilling that particular desire of their own accord. Thus, she had finally summoned up the courage to ask for it, to claim it for herself.

And now, she had her answer.

"Oh fuck. Fuck, Amy, I didn't mean it like that. I just meant... fuck, I don't know what I meant. Of course you have breasts, and they're beautiful. I... I swear. I'd love to..."

Timothy shuffled up the bed towards Amy's upper body. She scowled and rolled onto her side, away from him.

"Too little, too late, Tim. I... I think maybe you should go sleep in your own dorm tonight."

She felt him freeze. She felt the bed tremble slightly as he shuddered in frustration, and tensed up for just a moment, ready to see if she would need to make a finer point of her rejection. But, no. Timothy might have stuck his foot in his mouth, but he wasn't an asshole and he certainly wasn't the kind of monster who would try to do anything more than was asked or wished of him.

"I'm really fucking sorry, Amy."

He climbed off the bed and began to dress. At first she didn't move, but after a while she rolled over and watched him pull his t-shirt back on and grab his jacket from the chair in the corner. The tiger moved towards the door dejectedly, not looking back at the bed for fear that his gaze would be unwelcome as the rest of him. It was only when he had a hand on the door that Amy called out, drawing his gaze whether he planned it or not.

"Timothy?"

He looked at her, blushing as he saw her sat upon the bed, still bare, still beautiful as ever despite the less than happy look on her face.

"Y-yeah, Amy?"

She gave him a weak smile.

"We're okay, okay? This wasn't great, but... just so we don't do a fucking FRIENDS sitcom fuck up here, I'm not dumping you. I'm not asking us to take a goddamn break. You just aren't staying over tonight. We can talk about it more soon. Tomorrow morning, maybe?"

He smiled back.

"I know. And, I really am sorry, Amy. I'll see you in the morning."

She blew him a kiss. He blew one back.

He left, and as the door fell closed once more, Amy fell back to the bed with a groan of dismay.

"Fuck."

***********

The dorm room door burst open, Amy shrieking with laughter as in one motion Timothy picked her up, barrelled inside with her flung over his shoulder, and kicked the door closed behind them. He set her down, turned, and locked it with a playful growl as he turned back to face the leopard once again.

They'd had a long conversation over breakfast, so long in fact that it had kinda turned to brunch. Timothy had apologised, Amy had too for losing her cool rather than explaining more calmly what she had been so frustrated by. And then, as they ate and chatted, they had opened up. They had shared their worries, their questions, and spoken openly about what Amy had wanted like they probably should just have done right from the start.

And now, as a result of that conversation's conclusion, they were here.

They sprang into one another's arms and began to tear at their lover's clothes. Soon they tumbled to the bed together, both naked and both trembling with arousal that had been left simmering and unquenched the night before. They were so worked up, so eager and ready that they almost forgot the point of this late morning rendezvous in the dorm. So worked up and lost in one another's eagerly teasing tongues that as Timothy loomed over Amy, kissing her and feeling her legs wrapping tight around his midsection, the tiger found one of her hands guiding his cock to the opening of her depths.

"A-Amy..."

His body screamed at him for stopping the leopard from doing what she was about to do, but he couldn't let her forget. He couldn't let lust overwhelm what he knew was a more deep seeded desire within the leopard, particularly now that after yesterday she, indeed both of them had something to prove. Sure enough Amy stopped, released her lover's member, and giggled.

"Don't you wanna fuck me?"

Timothy's eyes flashed as he saw the playful twinkle in her own gaze, and he growled tenderly as he pulled himself off her, allowing Amy's body to spread out much as it had been yesterday.

"You know I do. But... not there..."

He reached between her legs with a hand, licking his lips as he grazed her pussy, flicking a single fingertip over her already swollen, protruding clit. She tensed. Gasped, shuddered before sinking back down to the bed with another giggle. Amy said nothing more. She didn't need to. She just watched as Timothy scrambled up over her. Straddling her stomach before shuffling the brief little way up that was still required, he towered over her blushing, eagerly grinning face with a rosy glow upon his own cheeks. His cock was at full mast, twitching even before he reached out and wrapped a hand around it, guiding its tip down and brushing it over one, then the other of Amy's swollen nipples.

Together they shuddered. Together they moaned, though Amy undeniably a little louder as for a brief moment the male lunged further forward still and brought his cock to her muzzle. She engulfed it hungrily and swept her tongue around it, coating it with her spittle before releasing it once more with a fevered growl. Only then as the tiger withdrew, cock glistening and body trembling in delight did she reached around Timothy's body, lifting her knees up so high they almost allowed her upper legs to act as a back-rest for the tiger. Only then did she begin to touch herself, while the male began to make her dream come true with his saliva lubricated cock.

"Ah. A-ah... yes. Just like I asked. Oohh, Tim..."

Amy watched, eyes wide and face flushed as the tiger's cock began to slide back and forth against her fur, delving in between the modest but undeniable rise of her breasts. She moaned, quietly at first but soon louder as her self-stimulation accompanied the sight and feel of Timothy's hands grasping at her breasts and applying gentle pressure, pushing them inward, creating more of a defined cavern, a valley within which his cock could move. The leopard was so transfixed that for a brief while she didn't even think to look away from the head of his cock as it slid closer and further away, closer and further away in a steady loop, a glistening bead of pre-cum beginning to form and swell upon its tip as it did so. When finally she did drag her gaze away long enough to look up into the male's face however, it gave her all the more cause to blush crimson.

Amy had seen her lover's face in all manner of pleasurable and lustful expressions. Wild eyed as he lifted his head from between her legs, muzzle wet with her cum and nostrils flaring from the scent of her arousal. Slack-jawed and goofily grinning as he fell limp astride her, cock still buried in her pussy as the last drops of his cum oozed into her depths. Blushing and straining as she begged him to hold back a little longer while she rode him, desperate to share the moment of release between them both. Grinning, laughing as he wrestled her to the bed and turned her laughter to gleeful, longing moans with the pinpoint application of a few quickly moving fingers. The expression she saw crossing his face now however was a mixture of a few, while at the same time being entirely unique in its own right.

He was turned on, that much was patently obvious even if it hadn't been for the rock hard erection rubbing between her breasts and the steady series of grunts he was letting loose with each motion of his hips. Beyond that though, there was a wideness to his eyes and an intensity to his breathing that betrayed a certain lack of preparedness, a fact which was confirmed as Timothy met Amy's gaze with a moan just moments later.

"I didn't think it'd... ah...... feel this good. I... I hadn't thought about it. I didn't realise it'd be so... oh fuck. So hot."

Amy giggled, though the sound soon trailed off into a more longing, giddy whimper.

"I did. I mean, I hoped. I... I felt like it would be. Oh, Tim. Don't stop. F-fuck my tits. Faster. I... I want you to cum on me. O-on them."

The pair fell silent, moans and growls aside, after that. They became more focused, more wrapped up in the matter at hand. This might not have been the most romantic or conventionally intimate act, but they both wanted it to be enjoyable for their partner. They both wanted it to feel good for the other feline and indeed themselves, thus unabashedly and unrelentingly they made an effort. Amy moaned, giggled and shuddered as she watched Timothy making use of her body with greater and greater enthusiasm, and in return Timothy gave Amy what she had apparently been desiring for quite some time now, longer even than they had known each other as a couple. He didn't just fuck her chest as she had been asking, but he enjoyed it, he loved it, just as she had seemingly dreamed.

"A-Amy... oh god, I... I'm gonna..."

It wasn't long, considering their mutual delight in what was transpiring between them, before Timothy's lustful growls announced his imminent orgasm alongside the copious drizzling of pre-cum adding to the lubrication of his cock sliding between the leopard's breasts. Amy was all too glad to hear how close he was though, for her chest was rising violently up and down as she gasped for breath, fighting to hang on in the hopes that she could cum alongside her lover without letting herself remove her fingers from between her legs. She growled mindlessly for a moment or two before steadying herself however briefly, just long enough to beg the tiger one more time.

"Cum on them..."

She gurgled lewdly, back arching, eyes bulging.

"P-paint me... paint me with your... w-with... aah god, all of it..."

Timothy nodded eagerly, but kept on thrusting into the valley of his lover's beautiful if not entirely bountiful breasts, holding them together and continuing to tweak and fondle her nipples much as he had been throughout this entire exercise. He watched Amy losing control even as he felt his own slipping away, but just like her the tiger held on to the very last moment, pushing not just his lover but himself right to the limits of self control before finally pulling away from Amy and wrapping a trembling hand around his cock, pumping it feverishly and pointing its tip towards her now free, uninhibited and utterly beautiful, pre-cum streaked chest.

"Yes!"

It was Amy's scream that echoed through the bedroom even as Timothy's first thick string of cum peppered her right breast, her orgasmic wail outmatching his in every way. His second gasped growl of pleasure was similarly overwhelmed by her gleeful yowling, and the third, and the fourth as the tiger unloaded several more rich, potent strands of cum all over the trembling mounds of the leopard's chest.

Only when she was spent, the intense, sudden fury of her orgasm not lasting quite as long as his own did Timothy's deep growls begin to echo round the bedroom in place of Amy's shrieking bliss, and a final few weaker ribbons lashed out over her chest and the lower half of her gasping, blushing face before Timothy began to press his cock into that sticky, soft furred valley once more. It was there he finished, humping between her now loose breasts and releasing the final dribbling droplets of his cum, cock twitching even as he, like Amy began to pant in giddy, satisfied exhaustion.

He scrambled off her, scooting down the bed until their bodies were level once more and only then rolling over again, face to face with the leopard. He kissed her, and she moaned happily, gratefully as she returned the kiss.

"Y-you did it..."

She moaned happily, eyes heavy lidded.

"It felt... it was... o-oh, Tim... thank you..."

Again the tiger kissed her, Amy purring as his smooches moved from her mouth to her cheeks, then down to her chin, her neck. She relaxed, sinking towards slumber as she felt the male's rough tongue lashing at her furred flesh, but forced her eyes open again a moment or two later. Her face flushed, and those eyes widened a little as she looked down at her chest. Her cum-stained, streaked, oh so messy chest.

"Oh, Timothy..."

Raising a weak hand, Amy stroked the tiger's head as she watched him lapping up his own cum from her fur. Cleaning her, yes, but enjoying himself a hell of a lot too by the look upon his weary but suddenly eager, desperately lustful face.

Before today, before their little discussion, Timothy had never paid an undue amount of attention to her breasts. But now, it was as though the tiger could finally see what had been right in front of him all along. Now he saw what Amy's body had to offer in that regard, and though he loved the leopard regardless, though he did not need her chest to crave and cherish her in the most intimate of ways, he couldn't stop. He couldn't get enough.

The tiger had so much lost time to make up for. So much attention to devote to this ever-present part of his lover's oh so beautiful form.

Unable to find any more cum to lap up upon the heaving mounds of Amy's breasts, Timothy's lips found themselves wrapping around one pink, stiffened peak. He felt the hand upon his head tighten, gripping at his headfur and holding him in place as he began to suckle. He grinned, having no plans to pull away whatsoever for quite some time.

"Oh, Tim..."

Amy gasped as she felt her lover suckling upon her breast, one of his free paws rising to tend to the other before she could even consider doing so herself.

"Timothy, d-don't stop. Don't... o-oh.... oh god, baby..."

She felt his other hand too. Between her legs as he loomed over her; suckling, teasing, pleasuring not just the part of her that he had neglected for so long, but all of her. Every sweet spot. Every point upon which she longed, upon which she craved being touched.

He had learned his lesson, and he had learned it well.

He wasn't just going to give Amy what she wanted. He was going to give her all that she, the woman of his dreams, could ever ask for.

"Ohh fuck... ooohhhhhh fuck, T-Timothy! I'm... aahh, again. You're making me... y-you're... I'm... oh god!"

By Jeeves

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