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Six hours had seemed like six years. A morning with his muzzle buried between Flora's legs, and a midday tryst with that had her tongue lavishing his cock with attention, had set his mind on one thing, and one thing only.

'Tonight' she had said. Twice.

Keith was eager like he'd never been eager in his life. Eager and nervous. He had already committed to this taboo act, as had the tiger girl, and he doubted there would be any turning back. No cold feet, no second-guessing the chance he had lusted after for so long, and had been so suddenly given to him. Despite the excitement, he had kept his cool, though perhaps his slightly flushed appearance and regular outbreaks of blushing had betrayed something.

If it had, no-one had said anything, least of all Trace. The human had seemed content to lock himself up for the day, studying all manner of magic texts.

"Flora?"

He called out, pushing his way through the thick undergrowth that surrounded the estate. They would be leaving in the morning, resuming their travels, and as such the remainder of their companions had decided to turn in early for an early rise.

'By the stream, you know that little one we crossed coming in here?'

He had struck out, anticipation running high and too eager to take the well-trodden path, choosing instead to forge a straight line through the shrubbery directly towards their rendezvous location.

"Flora?"

No response. Another minute or so passed before the sound of gently running water filled his ears. Pushing aside a final few branches, he was met with a scene that he had envisioned over and over again in his mind.

"Hi there!"

Flora had taken to the stream, submerging herself up to her hips and softly working the cool water through her fur. The tigress' back was turned to the basitin, allowing him a fine view of her pert, shapely rear. She had cast a look over her shoulder at him, poking her tongue out as she greeted him. Her tail flicked back and forth a few times.

"Oh. . . Flora," Keith stammered, heart now racing.

"Going to join me?"

The basitin nearly forgot to remove his clothing. Practically tripping over himself in his enthusiasm, his garments were stripped from his form, exposing his already hard member, before crashing into the water.

Flora giggled at the sight, "someone's excited."

Keith waded up to her, "of course! You know I've. . . well I've wanted this for a while."

"Hmmm, me too. . ." her paws found his legs, fingers enjoyed the tight, toned muscle before creeping up and gasping about his shaft.

A gasp escaped his lips, "b-but why me? You've already got. . T-trace."

Flora started to pump her paw, slowly at first, but building speed with every passing moment, "I do, and I love him, but he lacks. . . energy. He's lovely, but very tame. I want something. . . WILD!"

With a growl, and much to the basitins surprise, she sprung upon him, sinking her fangs into his neck and giving a playful, yet still somewhat firm bite.

The moment was there. It was here and now.

Keith reached down, running his paws across the small of her back, caressing the slender form of her tail for a moment before feeling across her pert, toned rump. He squeezed. He squeezed and lost himself, for a brief moment, in the wonderous feel of her flesh, in the softness of her fur.

And then, he squeezed a little harder, pulling her against his chest. His member was pressed between their two bodies, grinding into her crotch and bellyfur.

"Hmm, that's it," she said in a heated voice, "show me how strong basitin are. Take me."

Though already somewhat of an oddity among his people; years of exile having markedly subdued his otherwise overwhelming basitin urge towards order and restraint, there was still enough stoicism left in the male to cause him to pause.

For all of half a second.

His paws shot upwards, grasping at Flora's small-yet-shapely breasts and, his muzzle crashing into hers and locking the two mammals into a fierce, passionate kiss.

"I've seen how you look at me. . . I've wanted this. . ."

"So have I. . ."

"Tell me what you told me this morning, say it again."

"I want to fuck you."

"Say it again."

"I want to fuck you!"

"MROW! Then fuck me!"

Keith growled and bared his fangs, then shoved. Hard. The two bodies crashed backwards through the stream and into the grassy embankment. Without so much as an ounce of effort, he lifted her up and out of the water, and deposited her on her ass. Sheer, mad horniness overtaking both basitin and keidran, Flora's creamy white thighs parted, spreading her perfect pink cunt for him to see, inviting him in. A scent he was growing increasingly familiar with washed over him, as too did the desire to lean down and take a taste of her sinfully offered sex. It electrified his senses, jolted his entire body into overdrive.

Flora grinned up at him through half-closed eyes, her tongue poking out from behind her teeth.

"Not going to keep me waiting like this, all exposed and embarrassed? Someone could see, you kn. . ."

She didn't get a chance to finish her sentence. Keith slammed his hips forward, his cockhead finding her folds, wet and willing, before sinking in, fully embedding itself within her tight, warm depths. She opened her muzzle wider to scream at the sudden cascade of shameful ecstasy that now thundered across her.

Keith's paw cut her off, covering her mouth. A hard, toned body pressed down on her own, holding her in place with a strength she could not hope to match.

"F-flora. . . OH GODS! FLORA!"

"MMRPPH!"

Keith pulled back, ever so slowly, savouring and relishing every inch of her delicate flesh over his most sensitive organ. Almost to the tip he went, before again thrusting his cock into her pussy, slamming their hips together, before again retreating himself.

And, for a third time, driving himself deep inside her.

"FLORA!

Without thought for anything other than the mind-bending pleasure in which the pair were enraptured, both mammals set about rhythmically pounding their sexual organs together; hard basitin cock slamming time and time again into warm, wet, and ever so tight keidran cunt. Without pause they rutted, Keith spending every last skeric of his ample stamina to completely and utterly fuck Flora's brains out. Mating with the human's partner, a man he would likely call his best friend, brought a thrill to him that he thought one of his species would not be able to emotionally handle.

It was a crude display; animals in heat, in the wild, savagely mating. Moans and screams, broken by hungry kisses to each other's muzzle, pierced their surrounds, accompanied by the slick, wet sound of their bodies and nethers colliding. Keith thrust and pounded away with all the force he could muster, eyes now shut tight. All that mattered to him was the sensation, blissful, intense and ravishingly sexual, of his shaft slamming into her pussy, sliding past her folds, over and over and over.

The sheer excitement of it, the carnal knowledge that they absolutely should not be engaging in this act, brought each to the edge almost instantly, their lust-filled minds unable to think about anything else that crossing that final climatic barrier together.

"F. . .Flora. . ."

"KEITH!"

It was perhaps a minute, maybe less, of wild, raw love-making, pressed against the gentling rolling banks of the stream in the most picturesque of settings, until both willing participants reached their climaxes. Flora's pussy tightened and gushed, her nectar flowing from her stretched folds. The keidran's wanton scream of pleasure pierced the cool evening air at the same time that Keith released the tension in his nethers that had been so rapidly and irrepressibly building during their copulation. His seed flooded into her love tunnel, mixing with her juices, the forbidden act culminating in the most all encompassing orgasm either of them had ever felt.

And just like that, it was over.

Keith fell back, his cock sliding from between Flora's thighs as he splashed unceremoniously into the stream, soaking his fur from head to toe.

In a split second, the tiger girl was atop him, kissing him fiercely on the mouth,

"Heavens, Keith, that was WONDERFUL!

A playful bite followed.

"Let's do it again, mrow!"