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This story was written for Kemper as part of my themed Patreon request day for the month of February 2019. This month's theme was simply "Love" and the story contains M/F and F/F sex between consenting adults. :3

Movie Night

It was February fourteenth, and that meant only one thing for Kemper, Kylani, Martina and Cara.

Movie night!

Shuffling, giggling and grinning to one another, the four squeezed onto Kemper's couch amid a cluster of blankets covering bodies dressed in onesies or light t-shirts and shorts at most. Popcorn, candy, chips and soda littered the table in front of them, and with the lights down and the TV's volume cranked up, the four friends embarked upon a night free from the eye-rollingly annoying pressure of finding a date or trying to one up the next couple over with just how good and pure and perfect any pair's given amount of societally approved love really was.

While they watched Keanu Reeves head-shotting his way through a city full of armed gunmen, Kylani and Kemper cuddled up to one another, the female sabretooth's head resting on Kemper's left shoulder while his head rested gently upon hers in turn. Cara and Martina lay in a similar position, the mouse sniffling slightly in sorrow at the start of the movie, but before long leaving all three of her companions giggling and grinning as she cried out from Martina's arms, flailing within the kangaroo's grip as she urged the crack-shot fossa on with his quest to hunt down and murder the man who had done him so wrong and brought forth the mouse's tears in the process.

Once the movie was over though, after Cara had wept a little more and bashfully giggled as the kangaroo cuddling her kissed the tears from her cheeks fondly, they moved onto something a little lighter. A tent of UK based bakers tasked with making scones might not have seemed like the most entertaining follow up to an assassin based thriller, but before long all four of them were chiming in, laughing and groaning at the bad puns and 'aww'ing' softly at the surprisingly mellow sincerity the show managed to evoke.

Exactly when Kemper felt Kylani's hand on his crotch, the feline male wasn't sure. It was at some point around the entire tent cheering as one of the judges shook a contestant's hand, like by doing so they'd won the entire competition. For obvious reasons though, after that Kemper somewhat lost track of the show's progress. Kylani didn't speak. She didn't even look over to register Kemper's reaction. She just lay there against him, purring softly under her breath, and watched the show, occasionally leaning forward to grab an M&M or two, before leaning back, slipping her hand under the blankets covering them once again, and gently resuming her massage of Kemper's by then rock hard cock.

Though the plan had been to watch another movie after a palette cleansing episode of the baking show, at some point Kemper zoned back in as he restrained himself from moaning aloud to realise that a new episode was already well underway. He knew why he and Kylani hadn't noticed, his own hand now between the other sabretooth's legs and inside her loose fitting, elastic waisted shorts as his pre-cum dribbled over her gently teasing fingers, but only then did he glance over at the other two to see why they had made no effort to pick another movie.

His eyes widened slightly, not in an offended or overwhelmed kind of shock, but with pleasant surprise as he saw Cara's onesie unbuttoned down its front, and Martina leaning over to gently suckle on one of the mouse's modest but perfectly formed, bare breasts while one hand rested between Cara's legs, and the other between her own. Their blankets lay crumpled in a heap on the floor close by, allowing Kemper a full view of Martina's hand inside the open front of the mouse's fox-print onesie.

He smiled, turned his head back to Kylani, and whispered softly as she peered up and around him with a delighted giggle.

"I guess we all really like bread, huh?"

*********

With some drama over baked alaskas going on in the background, Kemper shuddered as Martina sank down onto his cock with a breathy, eager whimper. To the sabretooth's left, Kylani lay asleep with her head lolling over the far end of the couch, mouth open and a blissfully satisfied look on her face. Her crotch was soaking wet, as was the couch beneath her, and as Martina kissed Kemper deeply, the kangaroo moaned and whispered to him.

"She tastes good. Sweet."

Kemper nodded, and was about to reply when Martina pulled away and began to ride him a little harder, only to feel a hand on his cheek, turning his head to the right where Cara's own lips intercepted him.

"Mmmh... that is sweet."

The mouse giggled, blushing as Kemper raised an eyebrow in her direction.

"You've eaten Ky out before. You knew that already."

Pouting playfully, Cara shrugged.

"I know. I just wanted an excuse to kiss you."

Kemper blushed, and Martina moaned softly to them both.

"You don't need an excuse. But... if you want one... I'd... mmhh, I'd find it really kinda hot t-to... to watch you two make out, while I.. .o-oh... oh, yes..."

*********

When Kemper woke up, the TV was still and silent, a message reading 'Are you still watching?' frozen upon the screen. The room was far from quiet though, and he rolled over just in time to see Martina and Cara arching their backs, gasping, whimpering, and beginning to cum as Kylani knelt, stark naked before them between the couch and the coffee table, and simultaneously drove three fingers of each hand into the other two women's depths. Their cries filled the room, their writhing and shuddering made the couch creak and groan, and though it only lasted the best part of twenty seconds, their overflowing excitement proved more than enough to rouse Kemper not just back to consciousness, but back to a state of arousal so potent it was as though he hadn't passed out from the recent, overwhelming satisfaction which at the time it had been Cara responsible for granting him.

The other sabretoothed cat squealed with laughter as no sooner had she completed her task, both Cara and Martina grabbed her by one wrist apiece, and once she withdrew her digits from within them dragged her up onto the couch not between them, but straddling them between the other two ladies' laps. Tenderly they kissed her, making Kylani blush and whimper giddily as they turned her head back and forth between them, not letting her rest, not offering her any respite from their shared affections. Rather than attempt to involve himself though, Kemper shuffled a little way to the left, giving the trio of ladies more space. He took his cock in hand, grabbed the TV remote in the other, and as he set Netflix running once again, Kylani squealed with laughter as she was finally dragged onto the couch properly between them. The sabretooth mewled in pleasure and gratitude as before her eyes not one but both Martina and Cara slid off the couch, spread her legs wide, and pressed both their faces to her crotch in unison as her hands moved instinctively to caress and hold the back of both women's heads.

"O-oh god..."

She whimpered happily, her head turning slightly, seeing Kemper watching, and licking her lips as she eyed his cock while the male feline continued to slowly, hungrily caress himself to the sight laid out before him.

"...oh, yes!"

*********

It was well past midnight, early in the morning of February fifteenth, when Kemper felt Martina shudder, her hands clutching tight at his shoulders and her face buried in his fluffy chest as she grunted, her pussy clamped down hard around his knot, and a flood of hot juices soaked the fur of Kemper's already rather matted crotch. They lay on the floor amidst a pile of blankets in the darkness, the TV having been shut off at some point either by someone's purposeful effort, an accidental elbowing of the remote, or perhaps just a switch into power-saving mode due to hours of going untouched. Somewhere in the room, maybe still on the the couch or maybe having tumbled and crawled and humped their way elsewhere like the sabretooth and the kangaroo, Kemper could hear Cara and Kylani. The sweeping of wet tongues, giggles, moans, whimpers of exertion and fatigued desperation.

"Y-you didn't cum..."

Martina whispered in the sabretoothed cat's ear, making him blush, making him groan as she rolled her hips down against his where they were locked together. Kemper nodded, and whispered back.

"I... I'm close, but... it's okay if you're too sensitive. I've cum enough times tonight t-to..."

Before he could come up with an apt comparison, a shriek erupted from somewhere else in the room.

"Yes! Do it. Squirt for me!"

A yowling scream followed alongside a cry of euphoria and triumph, and Kemper shivered as his cock strained and throbbed within the spent kangaroo.

"Tonight was amazing, Kemper. Just what we all needed, I think. No pressure. No expectation. Just movies, and the freedom to do nothing, o-or everything we wanted together."

The marsupial whispered tenderly to the big cat with the canid cock once again as she rolled her hips, and squeezed her pussy in what felt like a purposeful effort around his knot. Kemper grunted. He mewled, and helplessly arched his back, thrusting up against Martina's expert touch.

"I'm glad. I... I really care about you all, and I wanted us all to feel like... like we're special. Like you're special, even if it's not the same kind of special the majority of the world says we should be celebrating on a day like today."

Martina moaned softly, sensitive, but seemingly not too sensitive as she continued to slowly, carefully grind her pussy against the knotted shaft within it.

"Maybe I'm biased, but... our kind of special is better."

Kemper blushed as the kangaroo kissed him again, and his eyes bulged, as did hers in the near pitch darkness, as that lip-lock was all it took to drive him over the edge, and send his cum flooding out into Martina's depths once again. They clung to one another, kissing, whimpering, gasping in delight as Kemper revelled in the pleasure and Martina eagerly experienced being filled, the sensation, the warmth, the texture with a relatively clear head compared to her equally bliss-stricken state of mind when Kemper more frequently filled her up. As the sabretoothed cat's orgasm waned though, and as their lips finally parted, Kemper somehow found the strength to whisper once again, breathlessly murmuring to Martina just as two more bodies crawled towards them out of the darkness, and flopped down in a heap close by, faces damp and wearily overjoyed.

"Maybe I'm biased as well..."

Kemper purred as he squinted through the darkness at Martina, and at the contented, naked bodies of Cara and Kylani too.

"...but, I kinda think you're right."

By Jeeves

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