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Seducing His Father

Chapter Eleven

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Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)

Commissioned by Fyrdrgon

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"Thanks, Fyr."

How the cougar did it, well... Ropes didn't bother asking himself questions like that, not at all. He just did it, bending over back through the window of the truck that his wife, Fyr, was driving and kissing her on the cheek as if the day was normal, all so very perfectly normal. And it was, at least to him, even if Fyr didn't know that he was cheating on her - at least, not that time.

The dragoness had known in the past, but, this time, he had the perfect alibi, his son's partner knocked up with his own cub. With his son being a cougar too it would not be obvious that Ropes had sired the cub, which was exactly what he wanted. Lying low, flying under the radar, taking all that he needed as a demon of lust... Frankly, Ropes could not see what ever could have been better.

He had what he wanted and Fyr had her happy, perfect family life, not aware that she was being cheated on and, technically, cuckolded. But what did that make Hiss then, his very own son?

Not as if it mattered... Everyone was happy. Ropes and Holly most certainly were happy.

It had been easy to make up an excuse to Fyr, even if he would, in fact, help the skunk out when he was in with her, making sure that she had everything that she needed and was well taken care of. There were things to put together for the baby, still a crib and rearranging the spare room, which was shortly going to become the nursery. He'd joked to his wife earlier that it was a good thing that the two of them had not had any time to put the room together as a second bedroom before Holly had fallen pregnant, because it made it easier for them to transform into the child's room. The dragoness had sworn at him and swatted him on the arm for that one, a little harder than necessary to just be playful. Yet their sense of humour, as close as it was, didn't always line up the way they would have liked it to.

Her loss, really.

He licked his lips, heading up the stairs, feeling the weight of his body through the soles of his shoes, the old sneakers that were comfortable enough for more things than Fyr expected him to be doing. He expected they'd be kicked off in no time at all, which suited him just fine. Old jeans and a shirt, suitable for painting or cleaning or whatever Holly needed from him, completed what he had thrown on for that day, though the demon cougar did not put much thought into what he was wearing at the best of times. As typical as it was, for him, Fyr sorted most of his clothes, making sure anything that was old was either repaired or set aside for rags or donations, whatever was needed, though he did like choosing new clothes online.

Clothes shopping on the other hand... Well, Fyr could deal with that on his own, despite the times that Ropes got dragged along to carry his bags. Funnily enough, Ropes wouldn't have minded at all going shopping with Holly, for it was far more likely that he would get to fuck her in the changing rooms with her huge, pregnant belly all out and on show, evidencing their tryst.

He barely had the chance to knock on the apartment door before she yanked it open, a grin on the skunk's face, green hair tied back tightly away from her face. If he had not lived for so long and seen so many, he would have been struck dumb by her casual beauty. As it was, Holly was just spellbinding as she was and his face broke into a wide grin, tentacles slipping out from his shirt and waving about in greeting.

"Ropes!"

She grabbed his paw with a laugh and dragged him into the apartment, surprising him with her strength. Unlike in his mind, Holly was not as heavily pregnant as all that, though her shirt was riding up a little, showing off a line of black and white belly, where her clothes could no longer fully cover her body. He longed to see her so big and round that she didn't even fit in her old clothes at all, much less be able to at all hide her pregnancy, but that was going to have to come in the third and final trimester of her pregnancy. With his abilities to sense pregnancy and conception, as a demon of lust, he had, after all, been made aware of her pregnancy quite early indeed.

That only meant that there was more to enjoy as he drew Holly into his arms with a throaty purr, all four of his tentacles wrapping around her too as if to draw her in nearer to him, softly and sweetly, a low groan rising.

"Mm, missed you..."

"I missed you too, Ropes."

In a way, they were closer than he and Fyr were, but it was a long time since he had spent a pregnancy with a partner and the cougar had determined, without giving it all that much thought at all, to enjoy every last little moment of it. His lust rose, like a thick feeling in the back of his throat, something that was akin to thirst, but, well, it would always come with a demonic edge to it. That was not a bad thing.

He was himself and that would always be good. It didn't help, of course, that Holly was wearing cut-off shorts, the ones that had been called daisy dukes before, though the cougar didn't honestly know if they were still called that. Something about names changing and the likes, but merely seeing her in them, the button straining at the very bottom of her pregnant belly, got his blood hot and boiling, tentacles writhing.

Holly smirked, the skunk stepping back with a paw on her hip, an eyebrow cheekily raised.

"What's up there, cat?" She teased, turning a slow circle, though she remained in the circle of his tentacles if not his arms. "Is there something you like here, hm?"

Oh, it was so very easy for her to tease him. Holly thought that, by then, she must have known the cougar even better than she knew Hiss, but she didn't mind that. It was okay, as long as everyone got along with their little bit of life, even though Hiss may never know that he was, in fact, raising his father's son. In that sense, it was a little bit twisted, but Holy didn't have a chance to actively think through all of that.

She didn't have a chance to think through very much at all as Ropes swept her off her feet with a squeal, legs kicking in the air as his tentacles and arms carried her across his chest. Her legs hooked neatly over his arm and Ropes grinned ferally down at her, the flash of his sharp, white teeth like the pale, demonic glow of his eyes. Holly gasped, though was not quick enough to stifle the rippling shiver that trickled deliciously down her spine. She was glad that Ropes had not hidden his pale eyes from her for very long. They had been one of the first things that had gotten her horny and captivated her, though they had played cat and mouse back and forth for a while before finally taking the plunge. The only thing that the skunk would have wished for would be to go back in time, all so that she could enjoy that tantalising tension and arousal all over again.

They had something different there, however, as Ropes tossed her lightly on the bed, bouncing with a squeak as the mattress creaked under her. Yet the skunk didn't have a chance to say anything, only gasp breathlessly, as he powered between her legs, spreading her thighs confidently with his tentacles.

"Oh, you beast..." She growled throatily, her eyes half-lidded, need pulling at her once again. "You came here to take advantage of me, little old me?"

Ropes growled.

"Only when you dress so sweetly for me... It's like you want to be fucked."

Holly barked a laugh as he dragged her short shorts off her, though it took more than a little effort for the cougar to get them off down her thighs, thick with muscle and a nice, soft feminine layer too that gave her body an even nicer shape. She'd noticed that she'd put on a little weight since her pregnancy announcement, afraid to do too much for fear of hurting the baby, but thought that it made her look even better, a bit more feminine even than she had looked before. It hadn't been a look that Holly had been particularly going for, but the skunk was more than happy to go through all the stages of pregnancy and motherhood, revelling in the experience.

It wasn't for her to skim over, after all, but for her to enjoy. She laid back on the bed as the cougar stripped her down to her bare fur, the black and white of her skunk markings all on show, though he had seen her like that more than enough times before. The skunk whimpered and tried to spread her legs for him, but the cougar had her thighs locked down to the bed with his tentacles, holding her firmly in place, all for his pleasure.

"Stay still, darling..."

She shivered. It was not often that he was so sweet, but there was a rawness to him, almost a vulnerability. Though all that was swept away in the first swipe of his tongue up against her sex, his raspy tongue tickling her already wet and puffy folds, all as if him coming into her apartment was all that she needed to be needy. Yet the skunk knew that she would never be needy for long around Ropes, not even if the cougar meant to tease her.

The demon, however, pressed between her thighs with single-minded intent, purring longingly as he fed on her lust. But he could long as much as he wanted to, for she was there, of course, and he could lap and lap and lap, stimulating her pussy, his tongue flickering up sensually against her clit. The skunk's thighs tensed around him, closing on either side of his head, but Ropes held her fast, the pressure of his tentacles around her thighs increasing. He had to hold her there, his prize, his sweet, though Ropes could not hold back a grin as he purred into her pussy, his tail lashing, oh so very lazily, back and forth.

Swish... Swish... Swish...

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"Ohhhhh..."

Holly's toes curled and he took his time as she enjoyed the moment, her paws on his head, stroking over his ears, to the back of his head and neck. He didn't have to dig his tongue deep into her, though her essence still flowed freely, dripping practically onto his tongue with the height of her arousal. Purring, he licked off his lips obviously, not meaning to make the lewder, wetter smack at the same time, but it was all worth it with how Holly smouldered at him, peering down the length of her body, past her tits, as if she was losing control already.

With him there to hold that control for her, of course, she didn't have to be in control.

"Oh, Ropes..." She breathed, brushing his cheeks tenderly with her fingertips. "More, please... Fuck, you feel so good..."

She panted heavily, not knowing whether she wanted to be sweet or crude, but, frankly, that did not matter. He wound her up so beautifully, her pussy wet, her thighs quivering for him, muscles contracting as she tried to press her legs down into the bed, her quadriceps tight. And yet she was laid out there for him to eat her out, his tongue tracing the edge of her folds as if he wanted to savour every last little part of her, something that the skunk was very much on board with.

He could adore every inch of her body, from head to toe, for all she was concerned, as long as orgasm after orgasm was in it for her.

Ropes growled into her sex, pressing closer, his nose rubbing lightly against her clit as he took a lusty, deep breath. Oh, that had to be doing wonderful things to him too, but Holly would have worn the daisy dukes before if she'd known they would drive Ropes that wild! The skunk grinned through an open mouth, moaning obscenely, her fingers clutching at him. That nugget of information, however, would have to be filed away for another time as sunshine streamed in through the window, the curtains drawn back to let in the light of the day.

There was a risk, even there, with the block of apartments not being all that high, just a small block, that someone could see in. Someone from another block, of course, most likely. But they would only see Holly with a cougar, if they could even make out what was going on in the apartment at all, even if the notion of being caught in the act, especially with her boyfriend's father, made the skunk hump and buck up against Ropes even more urgently.

"Oh... Yessss... Ohhhh!"

She twisted back into the bed, her paws dropping, fingers digging into the bedsheets. Where Ropes did not have any hair, not like some other anthros, there was nothing there for her to grab and it seemed that, at that time, his tentacles were otherwise occupied. Not that that mattered, not as he ate her out, his tongue digging in deeply, caressing her velvety walls, the wetness of her passage dripping right onto his tongue.

The cougar's eyes fell half-lidded, revealing a smaller portion of his glowing, pale eyes. He held on tightly to Holly's hip, his other paw resting protectively on her stomach, still wishing that there was even more of a rise to it. He wanted to see her heavily pregnant so much, strutting around with no one any the wiser as to the fact that it was his cub in her belly, his cub that she would give birth to and his cub that she would raise. There could be nothing more intoxicating and enticing to him, though his hard-on rose too, excitement getting the best of him.

Letting two of his tentacles wriggle free, he slipped his tongue under her clit and then back down into the heat of her cunt as she pressed in, emboldened by her cries. He could have eaten her out perfectly without even thinking about it, though it was far more fun to think about it, to tease all those tiny little spots that wanted attention, that drove her wild with deliriously seductive lust. His tentacles got his jeans down and off with little trouble, freeing his erection from his underwear too, though Ropes did not quite manage to get his T-shirt off. That would have meant stopping eating her out and, well, Ropes wasn't quite up for that, not yet.

He wanted that tangy taste clinging to his lips, even as he urgently lapped at her, a tentacle coming around so that he could better focus on her clit. Fingers would have done the job too, but a tentacle was thicker - so, he rammed it inside her with a lewd, wet slop of her sexual fluids being displaced. Holly squealed and, for a moment, he thought that she had gotten off already, but the skunk was not quite there yet, allowing him to tease and build her to an even higher crescendo. He growled passionately against her, pumping and stretching her pussy lightly with the tentacle, pressing up inside against her G-spot, though it was not as if the skunk could hold back for very much longer at all.

It just wasn't possible, not even then, not as Holly clung to him as he flickered his tongue over her clit rapidly, in a way that would have been far, far too much for her if she had been at the beginning of their fun together. It was just enough, in the heat of the moment, to send her tumbling over the edge with a howl that almost sounded feline; Ropes was not about to pause, however, in lapping at her clit and thrusting his tentacle to tell her that.

No, he was busy swirling his tongue around her clit, drawing it into his mouth so that he could suckle deliriously on it, feeding on the pregnant swell of lust in the room. He had not indulged so much for a long time, forgetting how good it felt, though there was more still to come as her juices coated his tentacle, sloppy and slick, just the way he liked it.

When the skunk came down from her high, she sprawled on the bed, her chest heaving. Ropes' eyes followed the rise and fall of her bosom, a sly smirk on his lips as he nuzzled her thigh, brushing a fleeting kiss over her clit.

"Unff..." She groaned, swatting at him. "Ah... Ropes... Mmm, too sensitive..."

He lapped at her clit, barely touching it, though the skunk still flinched away, in a way that seemed as if she wanted to push towards him at the same time, torn between opposing decisions. Sometimes what the body wanted and what the mind wanted were not in agreement with one another, after all... But that made things even more fun than they had been before, at least to him.

He did relent, however, when she squirmed, the skunk getting on top of him on the bed instead, dragging his shirt roughly up and over his head.

"There's no fun in me being naked while you're still like this," she said with a giggle, though her attention had already wavered. "Mmm... And you're all ready for me..."

It was not as if the cougar ever could be anything else, not as Holly slithered sensually down his body, making sure to rub his muzzle, chest and even his abdomen with her breasts. Her nipples perked up from within her dark fur, her hair coming loose from the ponytail that she had had it tied back in, but all that she had been planning to do with her hair up had gone out the window. They'd probably have to rush to build the crib and make it look like they had done something while Hiss had been out working, maybe even her mom would ask questions, so they had to make a pretence of things.

All so that they could keep up their fun, Holly taking his cock in her paw, her lips parting around the head.

"Mmmm..."

She let out a long, low groan as she took him into her mouth, wanting him to feel all those tiny vibrations from her mouth and lips, the tiny details that would make things even better for him. Ropes could be crude and rough, but she could focus on his pleasure too, on giving him mind-blowing head before he fucked her silly.

He shuddered under her, a paw coming up to tangle in her hair, dragging it free of her ponytail, though she did not mind the very brief flash of pain as he tugged a little too roughly. When his fingers were in her hair, claiming her and holding her head down, she gulped around his cock, eyes closed, in her own little personal slice of heaven. The head of his uncut shaft pressed ardently into the back of her throat and she swallowed hard around the strain of pressure there, though Ropes was a good size for her and she didn't have to concern herself with too much there.

Which was good, of course, when all she wanted to do was to lean into the moment, to feel just how thick he was between her lips, tongue pressing up to the base of him. She drew back, bobbing her head on his cock, though the cougar did not thrust, at least letting her be in charge of the moment right there and then, drool coating his length. Holly grunted around him, though did not mind a little extra mess, not when she was salivating from having to hold her mouth open around him, for it was something that she was very comfortable with doing, all for him.

Hell, she gave Hiss head too all the time, though the cougar was often more concerned with making sure she was comfortable and happy than himself. Sometimes she needed someone that wanted their own release and would go for it, one way or the other...

But that was something that she could talk about with Hiss later as the skin of his uncut cock shifted subtly under her tongue as she sucked him off, playing her tongue around the smooth, rounded head as he jerked and shuddered.

"Ah... Fuck, yeah, just like that."

He encouraged her on, though it was not as if Holly needed any encouragement. She already knew what he liked and Ropes growled throatily as he helped guide her gently up and down on his cock. The skunk, on the other hand, was already picking up the pace, sucking down his pre-cum as if it was the finest treat in the world, the only thing she could think of as need bundled up inside her.

She ached for him... He brought out a side of her that Holly had never considered, had never even thought had existed before she'd gotten to know Ropes and all the demon could offer her. Where she should have held back she had run into everything headfirst, tumbling over herself in her haste to get with him, to see exactly what it was that he had to give her. And it was pleasure, so much pleasure, even if it involved sneaking around, her lips caressing his cock as if he was the only guy in the world for her.

Of course, the skunk loved Hiss too - very much, in fact. But, to her, that did not mean that she didn't want to do more with him, lusting and longing for her partner as much as she did her other one. There was a connection with Ropes that could not be had with Hiss and she wanted to explore that, delving as deeply into it all as it was possible to go.

She could only try, yes, one or the other, to see what she wanted. She drooled around his cock as she sucked him off, lust rising, the skunk not feeling at all like she had already gotten off. She just needed him, grunting thickly in the back of her throat, though it was tight from the pressure of his cock just about pushing into that space, not emotion. With Ropes, everything was laid bare - even the tentacle rubbing between her legs as he teased her back and forth, giving her just a little bit more stimulation.

"Mmmmph..."

He smirked, tentacles waving, though he enjoyed the blowjob as much as anything else, his glutes and abdominals tensing as he sat up. Even for a demon, that was a lot of work, but the cougar believed that it was all worth it if he got to see Holly doing some of her best work up close and personal. Her lips were so soft around his cock and yet the friction had him growling and grunting, trying to thrust up lightly, though that was quite a difficult feat with him sitting up on the bed like that, without anything to support him. If he wanted to, he could use his tentacles for leverage, but part of being with Holly was all about going with the moment, seeing what the skunk would come up with next.

She never failed to excite him, time after time again.

"Yes... Deeper..."

She obeyed him readily, though it was because it served her own lust and passion too. He liked that, rather a lot, drinking in her aroma, his tail flicking back and forth, restless.

He didn't want to spend the time to cum in her mouth, not yet, no... No, he growled, winding his tentacles around Holly to flip her onto her back with a surprised squeak, her head bouncing to the edge of the bed.

Ropes smirked, helping her to get into position as the skunk caught on to what he was doing, letting her head hang back right over the edge of the bed, a smirk on her lips.

"What a dirty cat you are," she teased him. "Are you trying to make my throat bulge? Mmph!"

He paid her back for that little quip by shoving one of his tentacles right down her throat - not all the way, of course, but more than enough for her to hack and gag, gulping hard around him. The cougar purred, relishing in the pulse of her throat around him as she swallowed and swallowed, struggling to hold him there, though Holly could have pushed Ropes away and off her if she really wanted to. There was nothing there that made her have to do anything, of course, though his heart leapt in that delicious way that it did when her lust was reaching its peak, his body screaming at him to take her.

And the cougar did take her - in his own way. Not everything had to be traditional or typical, after all, rocking his hips and letting his cock, once again, take the place of his tentacle. He fucked her mouth with his dick, the uncut shaft burying itself deep - perhaps not quite where it belonged though, for Ropes would always have said that that was her pussy. He yowled out his pleasure, bending over her as if in claim, his back rounding, even with his shoulders hunched as if he had become nothing more than a feral beast.

Maybe that was all Ropes was too, truly. Sweat darkened patches on his fur, between his legs and under his arms, though the light musk enhanced the moment, winding through the thick, heady aroma of sex in the air. Even Holly was musky and spicy, though she had started to smell sweeter still too since her pregnancy had become more and more developed. The cougar was eager to see how she would change in the coming months though, for that, even he would have to be patient.

Holly whined around his cock, holding onto his legs to keep herself stable, yet relishing in it. Oh, she could feel how deep he was going, how the position helped her, just a little, to bypass her gag reflex so that she was able to take him deeper. Regardless, the cougar was still a good size for her to suck on, though she didn't have to do anything. No, that position was for Ropes to thrust and fuck her just the way that he wanted to, slamming in hard and fast into her ready mouth. Holly could barely even get her tongue to flick up around him, considering all that was at play.

She held onto him tightly, barely allowing Ropes to pull back before ramming into all over again, her head spinning, though she anchored herself against him. She didn't want to miss a thing, not even as the cougar's thrusts sped up and up, his tentacles winding and crawling all over her - from her tits to her pussy, her arse getting a fair dose of attention. Grunting around his cock, Holly tried to brush the head of his shaft with her tongue - but it was too late for that.

Ropes bellowed a roar that would have sounded more apt coming from a dragon (perhaps one like his wife) as climax overcame him, rushing through, a pounding wrath of force that was not to be set aside. Wave after wave pounded him, the spurts of seed thicker than ever, though it had to be the essence of his pregnant skunk that riled him up to that extent. Of course, Ropes already knew that his cock was not going to need to soften between rounds, not that time, not as he shot his load and the skunk's cheeks plumped out with his cum, trying to hold it all there.

She had to swallow sooner or later, however, creamy rivulets of seed drooling out the corners of her lips. Her pussy ached and burned and she cried out as his cock broke free from her lips, the last drips of cum lightly marking her muzzle, though it was all close enough to her lips, that time, for her to lap it off instantly.

"Mmm... Fuck me."

She rumbled the words, surprising even herself with the depths of her desire, though she was already up, despite her light-headedness, moving into position. That time, she knew exactly how she wanted to be fucked, letting Ropes stay standing while she wriggled around, presenting her pussy to his still hard cock and lifting her legs. His tentacles snaked around them instinctively, helping her put her legs up the length of his torso so her hind paws and toes ended up near his ears, though, in that position, her legs could not slip over his shoulders. She just didn't have enough leg for that!

It was a vulnerable position, in a way, but she wasn't all that worried about that, trusting him completely as he shoved his cock straight into her. Perhaps there should have been something softer and more romantic, but it was everything that Holly wanted. She cried out as he sank home, at long last, inside her, his cock driving deep, filling her needy pussy completely.

"Ah... Yes... Harder!"

She grabbed at his tentacles, caressing them and lapping at the heads as they nuzzled up around her cheeks and neck, as if they too wanted to tangle themselves in her hair. But they did not catch uncomfortably in her hair, no, but soothed around her head and neck too, lifting her head a little as they supported the back of her neck. Another two were more playful, wrapping around her tits to squeeze them, for there was more than enough breast there for them to go to town on.

Holly moaned. Maybe later, when her breasts were even larger and fuller with her pregnancy, she would be able to lactate... And then she would see just what Ropes could do with those tentacles, even milking her tits.

That was hot. But that was something for later, her pussy so stuffed full, blissfully so, aching and twitching around him as she cried out his name. Yet even the moans died on her lips as pleasure overwhelmed her, yet another crashing orgasm sweeping her away, pussy twitching and pulling, all those tiny yet notable muscular contractions beyond her control.

They were never meant to be in her control, no, not at all, not then, not ever, not when Ropes was there to hold her, to claim her. He rammed in deep, taking her hard and fast, holding on tightly to her legs so that Holly would not be forced to keep them up against his chest on her own. It was a new position for both of them, but, if needed, they could drop her legs so that they wrapped back around his hips and waist once again.

But Ropes wanted her right then and there, exactly as she was: no more and most certainly no less either. He slammed in, leaning into her legs, though that put something more of a stretch down her hamstrings and even a little into her calves, though the cougar was confident that she could manage it. She could take much, much more than what he dished out to her, the cougar's throat trembling as he let out a low, needy growl, grinding into her.

It should not have surprised him that orgasm was already creeping up on him, though no climax would honestly ever truly catch him off guard. He just had not considered that he would be ready to cum again so quickly, but being a demon meant that he could get off again and again, his body doing all that it needed him to, all to get ready for the next round. His cock throbbed and ached within the hot grasp of her cunny, her arousal and juices slickening the path for his cock as he took and claimed every inch of her.

Her body was primed for him, so rich, so evidently fertile... He languished in it, inhaling deeply, caressing her tits with his tentacles and brushing over the nipples, even as he took in the lusty headiness of her scent, over and over again. His nostrils puckered and flared in needy chuffs of breath, black lips twitching into a smirk, licking his lips breathlessly, completely and utterly in the moment. It was as if the rest of the world simply ceased to exist when he was inside her, enraptured by the heat of her sex, pounding her quickly, hard and fast, in short, sharp, needy strokes. He didn't have to hold back with her, not at all - but, truthfully, Fyr had seen his true sides too.

There were more sides to the cougar, however, than what he had shown so far, grinding in deeply, ploughing her full. Holly cried out and grasped his tentacles furtively, head thrown back against the bed, as yet another orgasm clawed at her, dragging her down into the depths of depravity. Yet that was a depravity that they would never again want to come back from as he too lunged into orgasm, finally exploding inside her pussy as he'd wanted to, hot ropes of cum flowing deep.

"Mmmmm..."

Ropes groaned, long and low, ramming his cock in deep, very slightly gyrating his hips, just enough to get an added little note of stimulation as orgasm poured through him. Cum flowed sweetly, spurt after spurt, though did not feel quite as heavy as that first time, cumming straight down her throat and letting her pool the rest in her mouth and cheeks, holding it there. The cougar's tail lashed as Holly cupped one of his tentacles tenderly, kissing the tip and caressing it gently, her fingers ever so light along the length as if there was a part of her too that was afraid, in a way, of hurting him.

That was not necessary, not as he revelled in the pounding pulse of climax, letting it ease down, tapering off into a warming glow. And yet the cougar's need was not sated in the slightest. He still had more to cum, more to give, grunting thickly in the back of his throat and swallowing hard.

"You look like you've got more in you, my sexy skunk..."

Grinning, Holly slipped her legs down from his chest and shoulders, pulling them back to her chest to show off the messy cream-pie of her pussy. Ropes murmured his appreciation, a tentacle sliding through the mess, spreading her folds a little more, though there was a soft, gentle gape to her pussy too, right where her folds remained parted, the softness of her flesh still open in welcome to him. Cum trickled from her, mixed with her juices, and Ropes' smirk deepened.

"I always have more for you..."

That time, Ropes stretched her out on her back on the bed, Holly's body an instrument for him to play as he pleased. His lips found her breasts, nipping and suckling playfully at her tits and her nipples, the skunk moaning and melting under him.

"Oh... They..." She struggled to find the words, her body suddenly awash in tingling, prickling, electric sensation. "Oh... It's so much more...sensitive than usual!"

She whimpered and managed to get her paw around onto the back of his head, holding him there, his lips and teeth balancing the sensations pouring into her breasts. Her body wanted to arch and rock up against him, but his tentacles too had to come into play. He wasn't one to eat her out after he had cum in her, but there were other things too that the cat could do to give her pleasure, as Ropes aptly demonstrated.

Holly shuddered bodily as his tentacle slid back up against her pussy lips, teasing and toying with her, slipping over her clit. The swollen nub ached for more, yet he did not lavish attention on it at that time, not quite yet, choosing instead to build her up in another way. One tentacle slid inside her, the head and tip plumping out as if they were becoming cocks too, though Holly still did not know the full extent of what Ropes could and would do, just how far his demonic powers could change him and his body. Maybe there were even more kinks, things that she wouldn't have even thought of, to explore?

Yet all that and more was brushed from her mind as he kissed and nipped at her nipples, overstimulating them until they tingled so hard that they were almost too sensitive. She moaned and held him there, willing to take up the challenge, bearing through it as something deeper pulled within her body. It was something more, like the building sense of orgasm ramped up to a crescendo and poised there, giving her more and more pleasure with every beat of her heart.

"Oh... Yes... Ropes... More... Please, more..."

Of course, he would give her that more as she rocked her hips up to meet his tentacle, though the skunk was surprised and pleased when a second tentacle pressed into her. With two stuffed into her pussy, she was stretched to the brim, the flow of cum and her own arousal within her pussy at the very least making it easier for her to take them. She shuddered, legs quivering, no longer even feeling that she had enough strength and stability left in her body to thrust up against Ropes.

No... Oh, no, it was far better for her to quiver against him, to melt down into the bed and to submit completely and utterly to Ropes. There was a darkness to him, a carnal roughness to how he took her, though that was only so he could push over her, to bring her even more pleasure. They played back and forth between one another more often than not, giving each other just as good as they got, but it was good to know that she could be pleasured, repeatedly, until she was nothing more than a quivering mass of skunk on the bed too.

Her body tensed, the pressure building and building inside her as he bit at her breast, though Ropes was not quite rough enough to break the skin, even if he lightly bruised her. It was just one more mark left on her body, hidden under her black and white fur, the cougar smirking at the fact that his son would be back soon and, well, he'd have no knowledge at all about what had gone on there.

Just the way that it was supposed to be. All as he worked Holly closer and closer to orgasm, the skunk whimpering, twisting, grunting and trying to rock up against him, all to no avail. There was no concern there, only lust, the demon full of it and letting the headiness of the rest swirl around them in the room, something only that he was aware of in that way.

"Mmm..." He grumbled. "More... Again, you're close, so close..."

Ropes nipped at a nipple, letting his teeth graze it sharply, and the skunk yelped, though her head was spinning. There was too much pressure! All coming at her from all sides, though she didn't want to escape it anyway. She wanted more, hissing through her teeth, and clung to him, his shoulders, fingers digging into the muscle of him, needing that sense of stability in the moment that she fell apart.

Yet her vision whited out as she climaxed, letting out a cry that she didn't hear, blood roaring in her ears. Need ached through her, even at that point of the high, taking a moment for her body to register the twitching, pulsating ecstasy. Not even Holly could have known what she said or did in the heat of the moment, but it did not matter, not as she languished in pleasure, carried there by the cougar who had already taken such good care of her body.

Her body tensed, muscles contracting, though the repeated, pounding force of those tentacles cramming into her pussy carried her through, orgasm rolling on and on, her body out of her control. At least for that time, until it soothed down, simmering back to a bubbling high, her eyelids fluttering back apart again, though Holly did not honestly remember closing them.

And there was the cougar, smirking at her, enjoying her body, a tentacle lying across her pregnant belly, still working two tentacles in and out of her pussy, though at a much slower pace. They worked back and forth, gleaming with her arousal, the sheets tangled and rumpled under them, but no words were needed, not as they eased down there, enjoying everything, the panting high, the melting down into the bed.

"Mmm..." She groaned, stretching her arms out above her head as the cougar kissed up her tits to her neck, still feeding off her, the simmering afterglow of lust. "No one makes me cum like that, not even Hiss..."

Ropes smirked.

"That's why you have me. And Hiss. Both of us."

Never together, that much was sure, but she would have everything that she wanted, everything that she needed, not worrying about anything, nothing at all.

In seducing Hiss' father, Holly had opened the door to new pleasures still and the skunk had no inclination at all of changing things up.

She was set to see just where everything was going to go, all with Ropes' cub growing in her womb...