New Arrival
NOTE This is a story I entered into a contest Statik had, where I had to write an adult story feturing one of my own characters and one of his, Either Mocha or Sasha. I picked Sasha,and this is what came out.
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Disclaimer: Because I have too. This story has sex stuff in it, so kids under 18 (or older, depending on where you live) shouldn't read this. But I know you will. Also, I don't own Sasha, the blue haired snow leopardess. Statik owns her, and as such I claim no rights to her at all. Blah, blah, blah. Here's your story. Enjoy.
Note: So, some of you might have read my story Around the Bend. Most of you,haven't. So I'm going to clarify something. I'll be using Otter as my character in here, but to make things less awkward and to save me from having to type an explanation, he'll have an actual name. For now, he'll be known as Jace.
New Arrival
Written by Romsca
Sasha closed the door to her apartment and flopped down on her couch as soon as she got to it. Work had been especially exhausting today and all she felt like doing was sleeping for hours. She wiggled around to get comfortable, but she couldn't. She would need her bed tonight. She forced herself up, kicked her shoes off and made her way to her bedroom. It was simple enough, with two dressers and a desk along the walls, with her bed in the center. She threw her shirt off and slipped out of her skirt with practiced ease and laid on her bed, gazing up at her own reflection. When she was offered this ceiling mirror, she didn't know what to think of it, but after a few uneasy nights she grew used to seeing herself before she fell asleep. Her eyes began to scan her own body as she thought another fur would. She was a snow leopardess, thin and curvier than most with breasts that fit her body type perfectly and legs that could probably kill a zebra with a single kick. Her fur was a very light, almost white, gray with spots and rings of steel gray covering all but from the front of her neck, down to her waist and inside her thighs. Her hair was mid length and electric blue that hung down in her feline face, lightly tickling her muzzle from time to time. And her eyes, her eyes where a bright ice blue that could freeze men where they stood and seemed like they peered deep into their very being. She was told by her co-workers, and most men she came in contact with, that she was gorgeous. She agreed for the most part. She sighed and rolled over. If that was true, she wouldn't have such difficulty finding a mate. Her endless thoughts started slowing and eventually stopped, sleep soon embracing her.
Before Sasha knew it, morning had arrived. She rolled around lazily, attempting to go back to sleep. She didn't have work today, so she wanted a few extra hours of rest, but the sun was shining directly in her face and some truck was doing something outside, making a bunch of noise. She growled as she pulled herself out of her bed and shuffled over to the window, blinking rapidly at how bright it was. When her eyes adjusted to the light, she looked down to find a moving truck out front. This surprised her. No one ever moved here, since it was one of the most expensive places to live in town, not to mention the difficulty in obtaining an empty room. Her icy eyes moved from fur to fur, trying to see if she could find the one who looked the type to stay here. She quickly noticed it was only two who were moving things in the first place. It was a fox who wore a shirt with the same logo as the truck, obviously he worked for the company, and an otter. Sasha frowned slightly. This meant she would have to wait and see what room they were moving the stuff to in order to meet her new neighbor. She decided this would be a good time to shower and get dressed, since she was still only in her bra and panties. With a flick of her tail she was off.
Right after Sasha had left her window, the fox from the moving company closed the door on the back of his tuck and turned to face the otter.
"There you go Jace. All done." He shook the otter's paw.
"Thanks, man. Couldn't 'ave done it without ya. Maybe I'll see you at May'em next month." Jace said with a voice full of warmth and a slight British accent. He smiled and put his paws in his pockets.
"Hell yeah. I'll hit you up when I get down here." The fox replied as he jumped into the driver seat of his truck and started it. Jace waved goodbye and jumped up the steps to his new apartment, humming some unrecognizable tune. He lived on the second floor next to only one other room, which seemed a bit odd to him, but made some sense seeing as how he had the biggest apartment in the building. He opened his door and looked around at the mountains of boxes stacked on top of furniture and shook his head. He wished he had help unpacking all this. But that would come tomorrow, for tonight he was going to celebrate his transition of homes and on a successful project he completed at work recently.
"Well, I guess I'll clean myself up before going to the store." Jace told himself, a strange habit he had developed early in his life. He climbed over boxes and almost had to jump into the bathroom, where he began to strip his clothing. He was of about average build, a few inches shorter than six foot with a very lean body obtained from his daily workouts and from the nature of his work. His fur was a sleek chestnut brown except for his left arm, which, from his elbow down to his paw, was a charcoal black. His eyes were a soft ocean blue and shone with something frightening and always hid his true intentions. His hair was jet black and thick, which he kept back in a ponytail for most of the time. But not tonight. He pulled out the hair tie and shook his head, letting his hair fall into it's natural place before jumping into the shower.
It was two hours later before Sasha emerged from her room, clean and wearing a new outfit, a black belly shirt, with blue lightening bolts in random places that hugged her torso all to well, and black cargo pants that hung slightly below her waist line and showed of every curve her thighs had. She strode over to the mirror next to her front door and made sure her hair was right before slowly peering into the hallway. She was always nervous meeting new people, but she was too curious to just sit at home. She grabbed a black hoodie from her coat rack and slipped it on before closing her door behind her and starting down the hallway with her head down. Not even ten steps from her door she meeped in surprise as she ran into something, knocking her down to the ground. When she opened her eyes she found the otter from the moving truck crouched next to her, his paw held out to her to help her up.
"I'm so sorry about that! Are you alright ma'am?" The otter had a look of worry and concern on his face. Sasha raised herself up and took his paw, looking him over. He was wearing a black shirt that had some cartoon character on it near the bottom left side and rave pants on with blue straps and chains that jingled with every step, both probably two sizes too big.
"I-I am. Sorry to have run into you like that.." She looked him over again as he helped her up, "Are you okay?" He nodded and quickly scanned her for any signs of damage. The two had an awkward silence before Sasha spoke.
"Well I better get going..." She said, careful not to make eye contact with the stranger.
"Yeah, same 'ere..." Jace said as he looked of to the side as Sasha quickly started down the hallway. Jace fidgeted with his paws for a second before turning around.
"Would... Would you like to 'ave a drink?" He asked nervously. Sasha stopped and slowly looked back at the otter. "It's uh... It''s the least I can do for you..." Sasha blushed slightly. She never had a guy be so nervous around her. She walked back over to him.
"What do you have?" Sasha asked quietly when she got back to him. Jace rubbed his neck.
"I 'ave a few bottles of wine... And maybe some'in stronger if I look 'ard enough." He said, shrugging and putting his paws in his pockets. Sasha smiled softly.
"Wine is good." Jace smiled back at her.
"Fantastic!..... I-I mean, great." Sasha giggled at his apparent excitement. Jace scratched his ear and held out his arm for her to hold. Sasha blinked, slightly thrown off by this, but held his arm like she saw the ladies do in movies. Jace led her to his apartment door that was right across the hall from Sasha's, his pants clinking and jingling every step of the way. "I'll apologize in advance ma'am, I just moved 'ere today so it's sill a bit messy." Jace told her as he opened his door and let her in first. Sasha's eyes widened slightly.
"This is you're place?" She asked Jace before walking in the open doorway.
"I don' look like the kind who would 'ave the money, do I." Jace said, as he took Sasha's hoodie from her and hung it up for her. He quickly started to clear his couch and coffee table of any boxes and brought in a chair from his dinning area. "I get that a lot." He motioned Sasha over to sit on the couch. She did as Jace disappeared behind some boxes for a few minutes. Sasha started to fidget slightly before she heard Jace coming back from what looked to be oblivion. He shook his head and placed a wine glass in front of Sasha and where he was going to sit. He held the bottle of wine up to get Sasha's approval. "Would Milady enjoy some Spanish cabaret, bottled in 1743?" Sasha smiled. She didn't quite understand, but it sounded good. And expensive.
"I would." She plainly stated and watched Jace pour her a tiny bit. She looked at him, puzzled. "Is that all?" Jace did the same for his glass and swirled it around before sniffing it.
"To make shore you like it. And to prevent wasting an entire glass in case ya don't." Jace explained and took a sip of his own glass. Sasha paused for a moment, then imitated Jace. She liked it.
"That's actually... Really good." She said, looking up to Jace. He poured her a full glass as he did with his own and sat in the chair he brought in.
"I'm glad." The otter held out his glass of wine. "But I don' think we've properly introduced ourselves. I'm Jace, but my friends just call me Otter" Sasha held hers up as well.
"Sasha... And I like Jace a bit better." Sasha said, smiling. They clinked their glasses and took a sip of wine.
And with that, the two started talking. Nothing too important, just about where the best restaurants were, the best clubs, what the furs around town were like, and so on and so forth. It was when Sasha offered to help Jace find something to watch, that it became interesting.
Jace dropped a box down in front of Sasha and flopped into the couch next to her. He and Sasha had just finished off their second bottle of wine, and both were quite buzzed. They decided a few minutes before that they wanted something to watch. Something with lots of action. So Jace grabbed a few boxes and had started to sift through them, trying to find something interesting. Sasha opened the newest box Jace set before her and began pulling things out while Jace finished off the last of his wine.
"Find anythin'?" Jace asked the snow leopardess with a slight slur. She looked at Jace, a dark blush appearing on her cheeks, and held up a collar. Jace grew pale, not expecting that to be in with his movies. He grabbed the collar and blushed bright red. "I... I didn' know that was there..." He looked down and started to fidget. Sasha scooted closer to Jace, laying a paw on his leg. Jace looked at Sasha and blinked.
"This isn't weird to you?" He asked and watched Sasha shake her head.
"Not at all. In fact..." She leaned over and took the collar from Jace. "I'm into it too." She said as she put the collar around her neck. She smiled at Jace and tilted her head to show her neck better. "How do I look?" Jace paused momentarily before answering.
".....Amazing..." He said, quite uncertain if he should say more or not. Sasha scooted closer, almost sitting on Jace's lap. She grabbed his paw in hers and nuzzled his cheek.
"...Really?" She whispered, turning to face Jace, their muzzles only inches apart. Without thinking, Jace closed the gap, meeting his lips to Sasha's. For a split moment, Sasha didn't know what to do. She never expected this, but it wasn't unwanted. Sasha kissed the otter back with fervor, leaning into him. Jace wrapped his arms around Sasha, enjoying everything about this unintended situation, especially the feline who was almost on top of him. Sasha was the first to lean back, breaking one of the best kisses Jace had ever experienced, and swished her tail around to lightly rub against Jace's stomach. She was now straddling the otter, wiggling her hips slightly as she started to remover her shirt. She stopped when she felt Jace grab her paws.
"A-are you shore? About...." The otter nervously stammered out, looking at this beautiful female and trying hard not to get too aroused for fear of embarrassment. "This?" The snow leopardess smiled slyly and leaned forward to kiss Jace again, her mouth slightly vibrating from her purring. Jace broke the kiss this time, only to pull her close. "I take that as a yes..." He whispered into Sasha's ear before slowly sliding his paws under her shirt. Sasha sat back up and held her arms high, allowing Jace to slip her top off with ease, revealing that she wasn't wearing anything under it. Not wanting to be the only one losing clothes, she immediately began to work Jace's shirt off. She didn't have to do much, since Jace moved her paws away and threw his shirt off himself. Sasha leaned forward again, pressing her breasts against Jace's chest and poking his growing bulge with the tip of her tail. Jace murred happily, his paws starting to explore the feline's body in great detail. Sasha purred louder, grinding her hips against Jace harder. Sasha sat up, letting Jace have a quick squeeze of her breasts, and growled playfully.
"These pants are becoming problematic..." She said as she started to crawl backwards, kissing at Jace's chest in random spots. Jace's pants stood no chance against the felines nimble fingers and within seconds the otter was pants-less, his member standing erect for all to see. Sasha licked her lips and slowly licked Jace's cock from it's base to the tip, lightly flicking the tip with her rough tongue. She listened to the quiet sounds the otter made and new he liked what she did. She repeated the motion once, twice, thee times, then stood up from the couch. Jace looked at her with disappointment but she smiled reassuringly.
"I don't wanna be the only one with clothes." She murred, giggling softly. Jace sat up straight so he could get a better view of the stripping female, his cock twitching in anticipation. Sasha unbuttoned her pants and teasingly wiggled them down, smiling lustfully and swaying her hips and tail. She stepped from her pants and started to wiggle from her panties, her lower lips already noticeably wet. She discarded the last bit of her clothing, turning around as she did and bent over slightly, leaning on the coffee table. She looked back at Jace and flicked her tail at his member. "Just going to sit there and stare?"
Without saying anything, Jace stood up and grabbed Sasha by her hips, leaning over her to nibble at her neck. Sasha moaned quietly at the feeling of teeth against her neck and the otter's rod rubbing against her pussy. She tilted her head back and closed her eyes, pleasure already pulsing throughout her body. Jace reached around Sasha to fondle one of her breasts, using his other paw to rub his member harder against Sasha, getting it slick to make entering her as easy as possible. Sasha started to grind her hips into Jace, another moan escaping her muzzle.
"M-must you.... Tease?" She managed to say between light pants, her eyes full of want. Jace smiled and chuckled.
"Wot? You don' like this?" He said right before he bit Sasha's neck. She let out a loud gasp of pleasure, tensing up for a moment and arching her back. She didn't speak any more, but Jace saw desperate need in her face and did what the lady wished of him. He bent his hips back and positioned himself at her entrance. Slowly he began to slide himself inside of her, taking it inch by inch, and let out a low moan. Sasha began to wiggle her hips and moaned again, absolutely loving the feeling of having someone inside her again. Jace stopped when he had completely impaled himself in Sasha, giving her a few moments to adjust to him. Sasha had began to breath heavy already and started to buck her hips to coax Jace into start, tired of his teasing even though her body loved every minute of it. Her bucking worked and Jace started to pull out of her, but right when only his head was inside, he thrust forward again, faster than before. He kept this up, each time he bucked forward he would increase his speed, until he reached a steady pace.
"Ooooh god..." Sasha moaned out, having mild trouble holding herself up from the onslaught of pleasure her new neighbor was giving her. She tried to meet his thrusts with ones of her own, wanting nothing more than her release that was building up. She felt Jace start to nip at her neck and ears, making her gasp and murr in ecstasy. This treatment didn't allow her to last long, and within minutes she came. Hard. She bit her lip to keep from screaming out as her orgasm pulsed through her, immense pleasure spreading to every part of her body. Jace grunted quietly, her walls clamping down and squeezing his cock while her juices began to seep out. He slowed down his thrusts almost to the point of stopping, a familiar feeling growing within him. He didn't wish to finish, not yet anyway. "No... Don't stop..." Sasha groaned in agitation, her hips grinding weakly against Jace's in an attempt to keep him going.
"Now now..." Jace managed to speak through pants, "Don' want to finish too early, do we?" He bit the snow leopardess' neck again, eliciting another moan from her. He reached around to knead one of her breasts, rubbing a fingertip softly over her black nipple. He felt her shudder beneath him and purr louder. Thinking he had enough time to rest, Jace returned to his previous endeavor to please this woman. Sasha wrapped her tail around Jace's and met the otter's thrusts with her own, making a soft wet noise whenever their hips met. She began to moan loudly as Jace bit down on her neck, his thrusting becoming faster and more sporadic. Jace could feel his orgasm rising and this time he knew he couldn't stop. He slammed into her a few more times before embedding himself as far into her as he could, bitting down into the nape of the felines neck and growling deeply.
Sasha didn't manage to bite her lip this time, and let out a piercing scream as she came yet again, her juice seeping out and down her legs. At the exact same moment Jace came as well, shooting his load into Sasha as her walls milked him for all he had. Their bodies grew weak from the sudden waves of pleasure, the waves coming again and again until they didn't have the energy to support themselves anymore. They fell back onto the couch, Jace still inside Sasha, panting like they had just ran a mile in world record time. It was quite a few moments before Jace had the ability, or want, to pull himself from the snow leopardess, slumping none to gracefully onto his back panting, the afterglow keeping him from saying anything. Sasha took a minute to rest before crawling over to lay next to Jace, resting her head on his chest and drawing invisible shapes in his fur. Jace met her gaze with a smile and wrapped an arm around her to pull her closer. Within minutes, the pair had fallen asleep in each others embrace.
Morning arrived sooner than Sasha wished. She was having one of the strangest, albeit more erotic, dreams she ever had. She tried to roll over, her eyes still closed, but found she couldn't and that her bed seemed rather uncomfortable. She blinked her eyes open, her sight adjusting slowly to the day light. She bolted up when she realized she wasn't in her bed at all, or her apartment for that matter. She was confused. Very confused.
"W-where am-..." She stopped short, finally figuring out where she was. Then the memories of last night flooded back to her and she panicked slightly. She went to get up but found Jace still there, dead to the world. Not wanting to wake the sleeping otter, she carefully climbed off the couch and rushed to get her articles of clothing together. She made her way to the front door and covered herself enough to make it across the hall. She peered out the door to make sure no one was there, and made a dash to her own apartment, slipping in within seconds of arriving at her door. She closed the door quickly and took a moment to think, sighing loudly.
"I can't believe that actually happened...." She whispered to herself, looking down to the ground. She thought for a few more moments before trudging her way to the shower so she could clean up the mess that still stained her fur. She dropped her clothes from last night into her clothes hamper and went to turn on the water, but stopped in front of the mirror. She stared at the collar she was still wearing for what seemed to be countless minutes. She removed it only to turn it around in her paws, still gazing at it, her icy eyes shining. Shaking her head to pull herself together, she tossed the collar onto her bed and closed the door to her bathroom.
Jace awoke from his deep sleep cold and cramped. He pulled himself into a sitting position, after a few moments of waking himself up and found Sasha had disappeared. He scratched his head and glanced around, keeping his ears perked for sounds of life. Nothing. He moved around until he found his pants and slipped them on, the clinking chains echoing around the boxes. He moved around his apartment, but room after room was empty. The last room he entered was his bathroom and, finding nothing once more, hung his head in disappointment.
"She's gone..." Jace sighed, running a paw through his hair again, "Guess I should 'ave expected as much." He dropped his pants and, grabbing a towel from a box close to the bathroom door, he turned on the water to his shower. Right before he entered it, he heard his doorbell ring. "Now who the 'ell would be up at..." He glanced at a clock he had set up. It read eleven in the morning. "Oh... Well aint that a bugger. Sleepin' all day..." He quickly donned his pants and stumbled across the living room, almost knocking over a stack or two of boxes along the way. He threw open the door and blinked in surprise, for it was Sasha standing there, looking down and fidgeting with her paws. "S-sasha...!" Sasha glanced up at Jace momentarily and shuffled her feet.
"I... I just wanted to..." She looked off to the side somewhere. Jace smiled softly and leaned against the door frame.
"You know, it's not the best feeling for a man to wake up with no one beside him after a night like that." He crossed his arms and swished his tail slowly.
"I-I know... I'm sorry for just leaving.... I-I panicked..." Sasha managed to look up at Jace, her cheeks tinted with a light red. "It's... Been a while..." She moved some of her hair from her face, since it was tickling her nose.
"I know the feeling all too well, hon. If you wish, you're welcome back in. We can talk abut it over some breakfast." He offered, standing back up straight and pocketing his paws. Sasha took a step forward and nodded. "But you'll 'ave to excuse me for a bit, I've yet to shower." Sasha looked up at Jace with a smile.
"Neither have I."