FSE

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(Author's note: I haven't posted in SF since I took down my last story attempt. But I wanted to give this contest a try, maybe it'll get my creative juices flowing. The theme is Resolutions/Changes.)

Purra fiddled with the dress they had decided to wear, grimacing at how it clung to them. It wasn't revealing so much as form fitting, defining muscles and bulges at just the right areas. They were glad that the zipper, even hidden as it was, was in the front. It had allowed them to get dressed in a prompt amount of time.

They weren't really one to wear clothes, let alone something so uncomfortable as a dress, but tonight was a special night. They were going to third base, as it were, with their current partner. Both had agreed that they were ready, but both wanted it to be memorable. Especially as they hadn't really gotten heavy into the kissing and groping stage; it is kind of awkward when one side of the relationship only wears something for modesty's sake...public affection really had to be tamped down to a few quick pecks.

In light of wanting to make it special, Purra had decided to wear a dress and make dinner. They also planned something else special that they were currently keeping secret. At the moment, though, they were regretting getting dressed so early. Their partner wasn't due for another ten minutes, and they'd already been dressed for a half-hour. In retrospect, they might be just a bit nervous for the events following dinner.

Purra was just about to fiddle with the cuff of the dress for the fifth time when there was a knocking at the door. Going over to it, they unlocked and turned the knob, not surprised to see their partner. He was tall, topping Purra by a good amount (Purra could literally bury their head into his stomach if they wanted). Like the purplelion, he to was a bit of a shapeshifter, using his abilities to appear less of an oddity. They had seen his true form once, and it really resembled nothing so much as one of the rare walking octopuses that lived in the more humid areas of the world. His current form, though, was a cross between a wolf and a lion, though he had told them when they had set up this date that his groin area was a bit of a mixed bag of things.

That didn't worry them, and they reached up to give him a firm kiss. He returned it with enthusiasm, his tail wagging. Though they wanted it to get more heated, Purra decided to break it off then. No point in having desert before dinner, after all. It would only make them too tired to eat.

The purplelion had decided to make a rather simple meal: pizza with extra cheese on one half, meat on the other. Surprisingly, despite being mostly a carnivore, they didn't like meat on their pizza. He did though, and it was simple enough to just add it to one half. For a drink, they had soda or water...neither one of them were really wine or beer drinkers, only occasionally having a mixed drink if it was loaded with sugar. It wasn't a bad thing, really, and one of the things that had attracted them to him.

The meal passed in companionable silence, both lost in each other's eyes. The tension was building, they could both feel it. The calorie heavy meal would give them the energy to have fun later. There was a humorous moment when he had lost one of his pieces of meat and was juggling the piece of pizza as he attempted to catch it. He did, barely, with the tip of a claw. Purra simply grinned though; they loved him, antics and all.

Once dinner was done and put away, they decided to sit and watch some cartoons to let the meal digest. Of course, ten minutes in the cartoons were forgotten as they were locked in an intense tongue battle. Neither one's paws were still for an instant, feeling and tracing muscles through material. It wasn't long before both were panting and excited. Purra decided to drop their bombshell then.

"Cyan, I want you to take all of me. For tonight, I am giving myself to you," they said in a husky growl that was thick with arousal. Cyan was stunned, as Purra had made it clear early on that they were more dominant on a general basis when it came to sex. Indeed, from what they had said, they still had their anal virginity...for them to trust him this much, it shocked him to his core and he had to gather his composure for a minute.

"Are you sure, Purra? Besides the everything...I think you should know that I'm currently in my egg-depositing season. There's every chance you could..." Cyan was cut off before he could continue speaking. Purra smiled, their paw still on his mouth...they would admit freely that that also would be new, a change to their normal routine, but they welcomed it.

"I'm sure. I knew that anyways; I did some research when we planned this and I made my decision....Cyan, I'm ready to make this commitment if you are," Purra said, voice still husky but filled with emotion. The wolf didn't answer, simply kissed them firmly before scooping them up and heading for the bedroom. Even if he hadn't been in there before, there were only so many rooms in the apartment that it wasn't hard to find.

Sitting them down on the bed, he knelt down and began to really ravish their mouth. His paws, meanwhile were finding the zipper to their dress. After a bit of fumbling, he had managed to fully unzip them and marveled at Purra's form underneath.

Their under belly was very fluffy, but the same purple as the rest of their body fur. At their groin area, they had an average sized cock, standing proud and hard out of its sheath. Just beneath, were a tiny pair of balls sitting on top of the faintest hint of a slit. Their sitting position made it difficult to see much more, but he liked what he did see.

Kissing them again, he began to trail down their body, from jawline to dark purple mane, all the way down to their groin. There, he teased them to frustration, first by licking and then nibbling the sensitive flesh around their genitals. At some point they had fallen into a laying position, legs spread, allowing him greater access which he took full advantage of.

Purra was lost in sensation, their cock dripping from excitement that never quite plateaued. Each time they thought they would reach, he would back off only to build it higher. This was definitely a new feeling, and they wondered if this is what their prior partners had felt when they did this to them.

Eventually it became to much, and had them begging for him. Well, not so much begging as growling for him to take his clothes off right that minute. Laughing, Cyan complied, allowing them to see him as he had them.

He was lighter colored on the belly area, but otherwise appeared to be a normal wolf-lion. The main difference was his own cock. Instead of one, he had two, one on top of the other, and both were lined with soft spines. At the base of each was a barely inflated knot. The tip, though, told the true story. The opening on both tips wasn't the small slit of most; instead, it was round and fairly large. With the pair of balls underneath, it was clear his true species didn't need each other to procreate. It was also clear to Purra, from the shape and size of the cock, that they were about to be stuffed; a thought that caused their own cock to throb again.

Cyan kissed Purra, even as his thumb found her tail-hole and started probing it. He had apparently taken the time that they were staring to lube his paw up, something they were grateful for. As he pushed his thumb in, he broke the kiss, instead focusing on them entirely, making sure that they were okay, both by voice and facial expression.

Once he was sure they didn't need him to stop, he continued, stretching first with one finger, then two. He kept this up until he was sure they could handle his members, which he lubed up with the rest of his paw. He asked once more if they were okay, which they assured him they were. With that, he started pressing in, the lower one first.

Despite starting with the lower one, it was his top one that slipped into their slick vagina before the other managed to push past the anal ring. Once that initial push was done, though, he thrust forward, pushing into them slowly but surely. His paws sought theirs, grasping them as he kissed and nibbled.

The purplelion groaned at the sensations of being double stuffed, their own cock throbbing in time to their heartbeat. Then, suddenly, he managed to bump something inside their rectum that sent a jolt of such pleasure it had them cumming on the spot, saturating his tummy. He paused only long enough to let their orgasm die down before starting again, eventually hilting in them.

That's when he really started to thrust in and out, back and forth, losing both of them in the pleasure of pairing. They both came again before the end (Cyan knew he was probably going to have to take a shower after this). As he felt the eggs start moving down his shafts, he warned them. When they didn't protest, he buried himself in his partner before laying the eggs deep in them and in the pool of semen he had already deposited.

Purra groaned as they felt the bumps move into them, unaware that one of the bumps was actually not moving, instead tying inside them. They were too lost to the pleasure though, hugging Cyan to them despite him being soaked. It didn't really matter as they were adding to the mess a third time, followed by another one of his.

Locked together, they came to slowly. They shared a kiss, knowing that their lives had taken a new path that night, and not at all bothered by it. As they cuddled, the clock chimed midnight, causing Cyan to grin slightly.

"Happy birthday, Purra," he said. They grinned back, thinking that this had been a beautiful birthday present.

(End author's note: Okay, a bit sappy, but I like it. I hope others will to. Here's to 2022, may the changes ahead be better than the ones behind)