{"sf1_id":1663785,"sf2_id":"dePNbA3n","title":"Playing a Slow Jam, Part Two","author":"Joshiah","words":5235,"posted_at":"2020-12-22T04:42:00.000Z","tags":["Cowgirl","Cum","Darma","Female","Interspecies","M/F","Making Love","Male","Orgasm","Passionate","Rock","Rock Dog","Sex","Straight","Strip tease","Vaginal","Vixen","Wolf","cum inside","girl on top","romantic","strip"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1663785-playing-a-slow-jam-part-two","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/dePNbA3n","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/ce/6f/ce6f883b-8490-4722-b2ea-9c4bd4d5185a","description":"Previous: https://www.sofurry.com/view/1661836\nThings are still going well between Rock and Darma, but when his parents leave him in charge of watching the place while they're on vacation, she's ready to move a little faster. In this sequel commission, the vixen is laying it on thick!\nKnowing that they'll have the privacy to finally take their next step in a safe and familiar location, Darma is a little pushy when she finds herself alone with Rock once more. She's respectful, though, and always puts his comfort level first.\nAssuring him that he'll be just fine if he's ready, Rock steps up to the task and makes his way upstairs with the eager vixen. Even then, she takes the lead, but some background music, a little passionate kissing, and the shedding of a few layers of clothing have him just as excited as she is to finally take things over the final hurdle.\n-\nCommissions are open! It's our last block of the year and there's three different sales to choose from (or combine,) so order a story before this year comes to a close! https://docs.google.com/document/d/1M4k7uyTIRESrkmEhcuQPtznK7qDFrDH358Vk9-bYrGY/edit?usp=sharing\nIf you enjoy my work, please consider supporting me on Patreon or Subscribestar. https://www.patreon.com/Joshiah https://subscribestar.adult/joshiahswrittenworks Without cons to sell at this year, that extra income has been a huge help!\nAs always, read, comment and enjoy!","content":"Rock still had trouble believing that things were going so well with Darma.\n\nSpending so much time around her didn't leave him with much time to question their relationship; she spent almost all of their time together in blissful courtship with him. Whether that was the simple enough act of them walking back to the park where they first met, or her strumming out a familiar song on her guitar while he tried to pick out the tunes, they found they had more in common than their mutual appreciation of music.\n\nLike any budding relationship, it was only a matter of time before the bashful kisses and warm embraces that they shared evolved into something more, but neither one of them had a living situation that was good for fostering such growth and connection: her roommates left her with almost no privacy, and his parents were home so often that they were rarely able to find a moment alone at their house.\n\n\"They're really gonna be gone for the **whole** weekend?\"\n\nIt wasn't surprising, then, that Darma responded with such excitement when Rock broke the good news to her.\n\nNeither one of them had given a full, verbal commitment to the act that they were both fantasizing about, but there were brief moments when every lined that they'd crossed before became overshadowed by a flash of passion: Rock was still getting teased about pressing Darma into a tree in the park after dark, and he _might_ have pushed things even further than feeling up her backside, if not for the lack of privacy and the cars passing by.\n\nFor her part, Darma wasn't so innocent that she deserved to tease him. With her roommate just on the other side of the wall and constantly asking where they'd run off to, she'd guided his paw past her skirt and into her panties without any further prompting, just wanting him to know how excited she was to have that time alone with him.\n\nIt was all occurring over the course of a few months, but the moments were all building toward something, as the warmer months of spring took the evening back from the jealous darkness of winter.\n\n\"Isn't it awesome?\" Rock answered. \"They left the place in my care, left some money on the counter for me to pick up food, and told me not to wreck the place with any wild parties while they were out...I guess they needed a vacation more than they were letting on.\"\n\nDarma was already flushed. Her cheeks were so warm that she worried Rock might be able to feel it, but she didn't see much of a point in hiding her true intentions from him: she was just a little too shy to come right out and say them.\n\n\"If you're planning any wild parties, I'd better be invited,\" she teased, leaving it at that and hoping that he'd be able to figure out the rest.\n\n\"With all three of the friends I have in town? Yeah...we're _really_gonna paint the house red,\" Rock muttered.\n\nDarma could see her point going over his head by a mile. \"I mean, you _could_ still have a small party,\" she suggested. \"Like...having just one other person over.\"\n\nRock blinked. \"Oh... **oh.** Heh....\"\n\n\"If you don't think we're ready for that, it's okay!\" she immediately backpedaled. \"I don't want to put you in that kind of situation if you're not ready for it!\"\n\nShe was trying to be sly about the discussion, thanks to their public locale: they were meeting up in the park, as they often did, and while it was still cool enough outside that other people were a rarity, she didn't relish the idea of someone overhearing their plans.\n\nNow that Rock understood her point, he was the flustered one. \"N-no, no! I'm _definitely_ ready,\" he tried to claim, but his throat was so dry and nervous that Darma was giving him a look, even before he finished his statement. \"Okay, I'm...I mean, yes, I am ready: I'm just still a little nervous about it.\"\n\n\"You're not the only one,\" Darma admitted. \"Last month, I was a lot more nervous than I was excited about it. Now, I...I think it's kinda the opposite.\"\n\nRock felt the same, even if he was struggling to express that fact.\n\nHe'd already had the pleasure of sleeping in the same bed as her on multiple occasions, and more than once, their evening make-out sessions had pushed the boundaries of what they were comfortable with...but that was in the weeks leading up to his grand announcement.\n\nNow that the moment was becoming real, Rock was doing all he could to sound and seem confident, even though Darma could see those cracks in his façade.\n\n\"Listen, I...I _promise_ that I feel the same,\" Rock offered. Sitting next to her on the bench, he was glad to have her paw in his own; he needed something to squeeze as he searched for the words to prove himself to her. \"I just can't help being kinda shy about..._that._\"\n\n\"I know,\" Darma murmured. \"And I'm glad, honestly.\"\n\n\"You are?\"\n\n\"It's really cute,\" she assured him. \"And it makes me happy to know that this is such a big deal for you, Rock. It...it makes me feel special, y'know?\"\n\nThe fact that they were dating for so long _without_crossing that line in the bedroom was a testament to how much they cared for each other, and at no point over those cold, winter months did they search for lustful warmth in another place.\n\nThey were always right there, waiting for each other to get to that point of comfort; now that they had it, and an opportunity was on the horizon, they couldn't help scooting a little closer on the park bench.\n\n\"You **are** special, Darma.\"\n\n\"So are you,\" she countered. With his paw still in her grasp, she pulled it over the front of her skirt and smiled bashfully, wanting him to experience the warmth and excitement that she felt firsthand. \"I wouldn't share this kind of thing with anybody else.\"\n\nFlustered as he was, Rock didn't dare to move his paws from the spot. His jaw dropped and his eyes widened, but even then, a small curve took the side of his muzzle and pushed it up into an excited smile.\n\n\"Thanks for waiting for me, Darma.\"\n\n\"Thanks for waiting for **me** ,\" she whispered. \"Most guys probably wouldn't have waited this long to get into my pants.\"\n\n\"Their loss.\"\n\n\"And your gain.\"\n\nThere were still two days until the weekend came, and Rock wasn't sure he'd be able to sleep until Darma arrived that Friday night.\n\n\\*\\*\n\nIt was strange to think that having Darma over **without** his parents home was more awkward than the alternative, but for a moment, it was absolutely true.\n\nThe gravity of what they'd discussed was hanging over the two of them the moment that Rock opened the door and welcomed her in: the usual pleasantries between them, and even the delicate kiss that crossed their lips was slightly different in the moment, more akin to the first one that they shared than the most recent one they'd enjoyed.\n\nEverything was going to be different after that moment, and they both knew it...but neither one of them wanted to **say** it.\n\n\"I went ahead and ordered pizza for us. S-sorry that I didn't prepare a more romantic meal,\" Rock apologized. The food was still steaming as he opened the box and revealed her favorite toppings, and just seeing that, Darma was swooning all over again. \"I figured I had more faith in the someone working at the local pizza place than I did in myself.\"\n\n\"Not much of a cook, are you?\" she asked. It only then occurred to her that they'd never been on a dinner date **at** his parent's house, despite the large, full-service kitchen that he would have had to work with. \"I'd say it's a shame, but you know how much I love pizza. I'm not gonna complain.\"\n\n\"It's one less thing I have to worry about going wrong tonight,\" Rock suggested. He'd greeted her with a nervous smile, and it was only getting worse as Darma set her purse just inside the door. \"And honestly, I haven't stopped shaking since I woke up, so...trying to cook probably wouldn't have gone so well.\"\n\nDarma took the liberty of closing and locking the front door behind her, realizing that she had her wits about her more than he did, even if it was just slightly. \"You're really _that_ nervous about it?\" she asked, as if she were concerned about his mental wellbeing more than his sexual needs. \"You're not hiding some terrible secret from me, are you?\"\n\n\"You didn't think me living at my parents still was a problem, and I can't think of anything worse than that,\" Rock admitted. \"I just...I'm still...I don't want to mess this up, y'know? We only get to have one first time together, and if that's gonna happen tonight, I don't want to remember this as the night that I scared you off.\"\n\nTo see him so flustered was endearing, but Darma wasn't going to be able to talk up his confidence for the entire night: she needed him to push back a little bit, if they were going to keep moving forward together.\n\n\"I've already seen it, **and** felt it,\" she reminded him. \"It's a wonderful size, I like the way it feels in my paws, and the little face you make when you're getting close is so _cute_...I really don't know what else you'd have to worry about, babe. It'll be fine.\"\n\n\"But if I don't last long enough-\n\n\"You will.\"\n\n\"And if you don't get off-\n\n\"I will.\"\n\nTruly, Darma had an answer for everything, and the smirk on her muzzle made it clear that she wouldn't let Rock talk his way out of their sensual rendezvous for such meager things. She continued to silently worry that he was hiding something from her, but she'd seen the look in him before that he really was just shy and nervous about their relationship moving on to another step, and every time before that, he'd performed admirably.\n\nShe didn't want to admit it just yet, but she was already just the _tiniest_ bit wet with arousal, just from thinking about how blissful their first time together would be.\n\n\"I wish I had your kind of confidence,\" Rock claimed. \"I really like that about you, though.\"\n\n\"You have that kind of confidence _sometimes_,\" she countered, \"But you always seem to lose your grip on it when you're coming up on the precipice of something really big like this, so...just let me know if I'm moving things too fast for you, okay?\"\n\nRock shook his head. \"If anything, you've been really patient with me. It's not like I haven't noticed the signals you've been giving me lately.\"\n\n\"I'd imagine,\" she teased. \"Then again, it **did** take you a minute to know that I was bending over on purpose at band practice.\"\n\n\"I **still** can't believe you played without panties that whole night; that was so crazy!\"\n\nThey giggled together at a fond memory that they'd developed, but as Darma lowered her paw from her muzzle once more, she revealed a grin that told of limited patience. She was sincere about her offer to take things slow, but Rock was still having trouble explaining that he **needed** her to take a bit more of a lead with things.\n\nShe'd given him plenty of pushes along the way, but the one that was coming next was the greatest of all, as her paw settled on top of the pizza box...and pushed the lid shut firmly.\n\n\"Did you like it, though?\" she asked.\n\n\"I...uhm...you're not hungry?\"\n\n\"You didn't answer my question.\"\n\nRock gulped. \"Well, o-of course I liked it,\" he confessed. \"I couldn't believe you were willing to do something so bold, but also...I guess I shouldn't have been surprised by it. You're always doing such awesome and crazy things, always keeping me guessing...\"\n\n\"I know we've only been dating a few months, but I don't want to get predictable on you,\" Darma admitted. \"Which is why I'm gonna throw you a curveball and tell you that I'm not really hungry right now.\"\n\nHer stare alone should have been enough to get her point across, but the way she leaned over the counter and lifted her tail, letting the tip dance around behind either side of her head, were _overselling_her suggestion.\n\nRock struggled more with pulling the trigger than he did with realizing that he was holding a gun; he wasn't so oblivious that he didn't realize what Darma was getting at.\n\nShe was moving at just the pace he would have liked: he wouldn't have been able to eat regardless, knowing how nervous he was, and the sooner they got to the action, the sooner he _thought_ he'd able to let go of those nerves.\n\nHe was _underselling_ how much gravity was hanging around that moment, even when Darma reached out to his paw and cupped it delicately in her own.\n\n\"It's all you can think about too, isn't it?\" she asked.\n\n\"Is it really that obvious?\"\n\n\"I can't remember the last time you twitched like that just from me holding your hand.\"\n\nRock sighed, but he was smiling through it all, albeit nervously. \"Maybe it is for the best if we work up an appetite first, then?\"\n\nThe squeeze that came around his paw was followed by a sterner look. \"Only if you're absolutely sure about this, Rock.\"\n\nHe could feel a warmth in her touch that was never present before: she didn't look as nervous as she was letting on, but there was no way for her to deny that she had her own hang-ups about rushing into bed, that evening.\n\n\"It's...k-kinda like going up that first hill on a rollercoaster, isn't it?\" Rock asked. \"Where you're desperate and nervous, and you're just clinging to the person next to you, thinking about how much fun you're gonna have when you finally go down that first hill?\"\n\nDarma giggled. \"I've never heard anyone describe it that way, honestly. It makes me feel kinda special, though...\"\n\n\"It's probably more like a concert for you, huh?\"\n\n\"Whatcha mean?\"\n\n\"The nerves that creep up when you're standing on stage, waiting for the crowd to finish filing in, and you've just finished tuning up your guitar...but it's all nervous energy and tension until you finally run your pick across the strings.\"\n\nDarma squeezed his paw a little tighter, feeling an immediate blend between her passion for music and her passion for the wolf across from her.\n\n\"Why don't we go see if bedding such a cute guy is more exciting than playing to a sold-out crowd?\"\n\n\\*\\*\n\nDarma already knew what she was getting into when she walked Rock up the stairs to his bedroom. They closed the door and locked it behind them, even when they weren't expecting any company; something about that extra bit of safety left them feeling extra comfortable as their lips touched with a greater passion than they'd ever been able to share before.\n\n\"In case you were worried,\" she paused, taking an eager, suckling taste of his lips, \"This is already **a lot** more exciting than any concert could ever hope to be.\"\n\nRock could have lied and said that he wasn't thinking about those words, but they dominated his mind until she quelled his fears and brought his focus back to the rush of warmth that moved down his torso and into his crotch.\n\nHe knew she'd feel the delicate throb of his excitement against her before too long, but just as his stiffness raised into her thighs, he felt a growing warmth there to match his own...and the slightest hint of damp, moist excitement to answer him.\n\n\"That's how I feel every time I'm with you,\" Rock admitted, his voice laden with haste at keeping up with her oral exercises.\n\nShe still wasn't moving too fast for him, but she'd given herself over to her passions already and thrown away the last of her nerves about their special moment; Rock was still feeling those jitters, and just in the vibrations of his lips against her own, Darma knew it.\n\n\"This might s-sound a little counterintuitive,\" Darma suggested, \"But...m-maybe I need to slow things down a bit for you?\"\n\nThere was music and rhythm in everything Darma ever did, and following that flow was something she did naturally; it seemed an unwise idea at first, but she didn't question the little voice in the back of her head that told her to break the kiss and playfully nudge Rock back toward his own bed.\n\n\"_Mnnf!_ T-t-this...this feels like the _opposite_of slowing things down,\" he claimed, but he didn't move from the spot regardless...even when Darma unclasped her skirt and tossed it aside.\n\nLeggings kept her with at least a little modesty, but there was no denying the growing, damp spot against the front of her pubic mound: Rock gulped heavily when she began stripping her leggings away, revealing a pattern of green and white stripes on the front of her messy panties.\n\n\"Guess I couldn't help rushing through the opening act,\" she offered a weak apology, thinking it unnecessary to be sorry at all, given the weight of his length against the front of his jeans. \"But now that we're almost to the top of that hill you mentioned earlier, I think I know just what to do to make you feel comfortable with taking the plunge.\"\n\nThe music that underscored their entire relationship came back to the forefront as Darma stepped back from Rock and moved toward his computer. She knew his musical library by heart, and their shared taste created a plethora of songs for them to choose from, when they wanted a little something to lighten the mood.\n\nIn this instance, she wanted it to be something special, and the only artist they'd ever seen perform together came up immediately.\n\n\"I miss the sound of your voice...\"\n\nDarma turned the speakers up just enough that Rock could hear the subtle, gently played guitar in the background of the song. He recognized it instantly; he felt so bashful that he worried he might melt on the spot, but along with that shyness came a reality that he hadn't expected.\n\nShe was romancing **him** : like so many other young men, it was an experience he'd never known, and to have it slipped in right before their first time in bed together helped him to realize just how special he really was to her.\n\nKnowing that she wouldn't take that pivotal moment with him for granted gave him that extra, desperately needed comfort he was searching for.\n\n\"So come on, get higher...loosen my lips,\" Darma mouthed the words to Rock as he watched with burning cheeks and soft, nervous breaths, wondering what he ever did to deserve such sweet and wonderful treatment.\n\nHe wasn't allow to just sit and watch much longer, of course: the vixen was coming closer as she swayed her hips to the song, just as the lyrics mentioned, all as if they were a suggestion of what she should do with her body.\n\n\"Faith and desire and the swing of your hips,\" her voice just _barely_ picked up enough for Rock to hear her; she was dancing just close enough that she could reach down and invite him up to dance with her, and much to his own shock, his legs forced him to accept the invitation.\n\nSpringing up so eagerly that Darma couldn't help a giggle at his excitement, Rock stood against her body, his stiffening member immediately meeting with the damp patch against the front of her panties. Every time before then, whenever they had such intimate contact, he'd found himself without words or action to carry on, but with the song guiding them, he just did what felt natural in the moment.\n\nTheir lips meeting in the middle of a heated, spinning embrace couldn't have felt more right, but cutting right to the heart of the matter wasn't supposed to be so literal.\n\n_The hell was that?_ Rock thought, wondering if her claws had dragged too firmly against the side of his paw...but there was a weight, no matter how small, left behind by whatever scratched him.\n\nHe could have guessed what it was without seeing it, given the way the sharp corner folded in his grasp.\n\nKeeping his focus on the kiss for the moment, Rock allowed his claws to fiddle with the foil wrapper, but akin to rubbing his tummy and patting his own head, he was delighted to find he could move his lips against her own and delicately push them apart, all while preparing for something that had become perfectly inevitable.\n\nTheir tongues met at the peak of their kiss, and just as naturally as his legs picked him up from the bed, a quiet moan passed his lips and left a pleasant, delicate vibration on her own. She returned the gesture in a needy tremble against his body, but what he didn't expect was the drop of her arms from his back as she eased away from his tastier flesh.\n\nNew desperation was draped about her like a veil of sensuality: Rock couldn't ignore it as her stare captivated him and held him, even when he could see her panties dropping to the floor with a shaky, uneven tug.\n\nEverything about her movements was so natural and unplanned that it added to the feeling of authenticity of it all, leaving him to believe that she cared less about putting on a show for him, and more about getting into bed with him...but she didn't push him over again.\n\nThis time, she stood upright and kept herself just out of the reach of his hips, but she allowed her eyes to drift down to the bulge of his cock, still trapped under the guise of his pants.\n\nShe didn't have to say a word for him to get the message, and she didn't have to wait long for him to finally _embrace_ that message and unbuckle his belt.\n\nHe didn't try to add anything more to the gesture than that, worried that he might kill the mood if he tried **too** hard to be sexy for her; the fact that he was stripping in front of her at all was already a big step forward for him, from hiding under the guise of a blanket or a sheet.\n\nIt was one of the first times that she was allowed to see his entire body unimpeded, and in the quivering of his digits as he lifted the condom from the wrapper and guided it over the tip of his cock, she could see that he was just as nervous as she was...but perhaps, even more _excited_than she was.\n\n\"You sure you know how to use one of those?\" she asked, allowing a wink to soften the tease of her words. \"I don't know if it's supposed to take that long to put one on.\"\n\nRock was flustered just at the idea of being naked in front of her, but struggling to deal with the slick, rubbery texture on his pawpads wasn't helping matters at all.\n\nFeeling her paw against the base of his shaft, helping him to ease the rest of the condom onto his body, however, was the last step of relief that he needed. He still wasn't _comfortable_ in the moment, but he wasn't sure that he was meant to be, even when Darma eased her paws back around his hips and guided his covered tip between her thighs.\n\n\"If I could s-stop shaking, it might have been easier,\" Rock admitted. \"I'm worried I might _never_ stop.\"\n\nDarma shook her head and offered as calm of a smile as she could, with such burgeoning lust ready to pour over from within. \"You will,\" she assured him, \"But for now, don't worry about that. Just...s-stay close to me and relax...\"\n\nReaching between their legs and guiding his tip into the cleft of her womanhood, Darma winced at the incoming pressure, but she was delighted to feel him throbbing against her petals. That alone would have been a massive leap forward in their relationship, but they hadn't come that far to end their night after a mere sample.\n\nAs warm and wet as she was, it took only the slightest adjustment of his length to push the tip up and into the passage of her bodice, and only a brief wiggle to push the first few inches of his cock firmly into her internal grasp.\n\n\"Just pull me down hard, and d-drown me in love...\"\n\nRock felt the warmth of her words even before he registered what she'd said; knowing what was happening between their legs held such a gravity that he wasn't sure he'd be able to focus on anything else ever again.\n\nDarma was just as beside herself with nervous excitement, but she knew she'd have to help Rock along just a little bit more than she already had. She expected him to start thrusting the moment that his length pushed into her depths, but he was sitting still against her and breathing heavy, overwhelmed with the reality of what they'd just shared together.\n\nAs much as she was used to putting on a performance, Darma didn't have any problem with the idea of putting on one more show for Rock...and she'd be putting more passion into it than any other stage she'd ever taken before.\n\n\"Lean back a little, baby,\" she whispered, keeping the entire experience as gentle as she could...at least, to start. \"Don't let it out of me, p-please...it feels **too** good.\"\n\nRock stepped into Darma just hearing those words, leaving him on the verge of pushing his full length inside of her. She grabbed his backside before he could hope to pull out, and finally, her lips met with his own once more, muffling the sound of his growing desires as Rock dropped back into the bed, and right into his lap, Darma found herself a comfortable place to call her own.\n\nTheir lips separated just long enough for her to pull the tank top over her head, but once it was clear, her muzzle sealed against his own once more, along with the added warmth and excitement of her bare chest against his own.\n\nIn a night of firsts, Rock wasn't sure how many more they'd be able to check off the list before they were completely exhausted, but he was happy to do whatever he could for the impassioned vixen, even if that just meant sitting in place and letting her guide him to a blissful release.\n\n\"Remember that line a-about...s-swinging your hips?\" she asked, and even though her words were jumbled by their tight, messy kiss, Rock got the picture: her verbal confirmation was wonderful enough, but as the last inch of his member finally disappeared inside of her, he didn't **want** her to move away.\n\nIt wasn't until she began to bounce in his lap that he realized how amazing the gaps between penetration could be.\n\nHer body was slender and skilled, moving with such a smooth and long draw that Rock felt like his entire form was being milked, rather than his manhood alone. Her inner walls squeezed the tip of his length when it felt like it might escape her innermost pleasures, but she never held still there long enough to bring him to a climax.\n\nThat was brought around by the slow, side-to-side wiggle of her hips as she dropped back into his hips.\n\n_He can't sit still much longer...but even if he only thrusts for a minute or two, I'm gonna cum all over him,_ she thought. _Might not even take that much...he feels so good inside of me!_\n\nShe only wished that she could better express herself out loud, but their lips staying tightly close turned out to be a blessing in disguise as she lost her teasing words and fell into a chorus of moans, singing for Rock in a way that she'd never done for anyone else before, be it a crowd or a single person.\n\nBefore he could pull back and let her cry out, he felt her arms around the back of his head, keeping him locked in the moment.\n\nPushing his hips up and thrusting back against her seemed to be the only way he could answer her passion any longer; being pushed into the proverbial corner was all it took for him to get over his fear of reaching climax too soon, and finally, Darma felt the weight of his body pushing back up into her own.\n\nA silky warmth unlike any he'd ever known was already flooding his shaft, and extra trails of it became evident, even through the condom, as Darma whimpered her way through the start of her orgasm.\n\nRock, in turn, was only able to offer the minute that she thought she needed before he felt the familiar weight of his release against his crotch, but she could feel him getting ready to apologize, as his lips moved off of her own for a moment.\n\n\"J...just do it,\" she told him: she was enjoying the feeling of his deep, heavy throbs too much to stop herself right then, and she knew he'd feel the uneven clench of her inner walls as she worked against his member. \"Give me **all of it** , Rock!\"\n\nThe condom caught all of the mess, but her body still felt the hard, impassioned thrusts of the wolf beneath her.\n\n\"I...c-can't hold back any longe-\n\n\" **Good!**\" she cheered him on, trying not to wince too much further. She wanted to see the look of desperate, inescapable pleasure on his face as he poured his first orgasm into her body. \"Just k-keep going, Rock...keep f-fucking me!\"\n\nHer claws raked down his back as she bounced against his length, but she was already panting with effort and running out of steam; she didn't think Rock would be able to go much longer, but as she went still in his lap, he pumped up into her in a series of vigorous, powerful thrusts, shaking her body against his own and leaving her to squeal with new delights.\n\nThe musical cries of her passion filled the empty house with an echo of pleasure that only they would be privy to...bringing a fitting close to their first private concert.\n\n\\*\\*\n\n\"You know...\"\n\nResting against the bed and holding Darma ever closer, Rock whispered something against the base of her ear that left her giggling. She gave him a playful shove, but only enough that her paws would settle against his chest, right where she wanted them to be.\n\nHer comforting form against his own was already making him sleepy, and soon, they'd both be welcomed in by the comforting embrace of their dreams...but not before Rock's stomach reminded him that they never had dinner.\n\n\"...C...can we do pop-tarts for b...breakfast?\" he asked, only somewhat conscious of his words.\n\nAn equally hungry vixen nodded against him and giggled sleepily at the side of his neck. \"Of course, dear...\"\n\n  \n  \n\n"}