Before the Fireplace

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Crackling Romance Between Ladies

Nora smiled, laying back on the thick, plush rug before the fireplace with her lover on top of her. The red squirrel's thick, plush tail swept between the kangaroo's legs, cushioning her. The cabin was soft and warm, richly furnished for a sense of luxury, a romantic couple's retreat. The squirrel's brown hair had been freshly shaved on one side of her head, leaving her with an undercut, though the style could be just a little on the cool side when it was wintertime. The kangaroo, Helen, on the other hand, preferred to keep her blonde hair long and often tied back, sometimes in a prim sort of bun that perched, somehow, on the very top of her head. That maybe came from her profession in teaching, but they were both off-duty at that time, neither Nora nor Helen having anything else on her mind at all.

Helen, well... They were not a usual pair, Helen having moved all over the world with her family originally coming from Australia, though she had something of an English accent, the kind of voice that tried to match itself to the area of the world that she was currently in. Before, Nora had teased her about that, though it was a joke made early on in their relationship. That had been back when she had not realised just how the warm, soft tones of the kangaroo made her feel, well, like she was home.

Wherever she was.

"Nora..." Helen murmured, a light blush showing through the tan fur of her cheeks, though there was a richer, red hint there like was in Nora's fur too. "I didn't know you had planned all this! You're so sly..."

Nora grinned, showing her larger front teeth, ears twitching. The squirrel practically beamed all over with pride at doing something that her partner loved. Who wouldn't?

"I can be sly sometimes," she murmured. "All for you, darling... And you've been working so hard lately, marking exams... I know it comes around for you every year and you take on the extra work for you, but I wanted you to know how much I appreciate you too, that you're always loved, that you're always wanted."

"Aw, Nora..."

Helen giggled and squirmed on top of her, the shoulder of her top sliding down, exposing a little more fur and collarbone. The kangaroo's eyes hooded briefly, becoming smoky, alluring, the best bedroom eyes that an anthro could ever give, though she had the longer, more elegant muzzle for it too. The most that Nora felt that she could do, more often than not, was a cheekier, cuter sort of look.

But what did it matter when she was with Helen, when they both loved and adored their lives together? Despite the ups and downs, the prevalence of work and how much it took up of their time, they always came back together, reignited their connection, not allowing the current of life to dictate their own rhythm and relationship.

And that was now Nora found her arms softly sliding down the body of her lover, teasing into the small of her back, fingers playing and massaging softly, letting her partner know that she had her full attention. Even then, that light touch alone was enough to have Helen squirming, panting faintly as she allowed her hips to be pulled down into Nora's grasp, against her body.

"Mm, honey..." Helen murmured, her thicker tail swiping back and forth, softly, behind her. "You're too good to me."

With a grin, the red squirrel neatly rolled Helen over onto her back, laying the kangaroo out for every last little bit of attention that she could give her. She slipped down Helen's body between her legs, spreading them gently, though the squirrel's fingers were already questing over her clothes, the roaring, crackling, snapping fire beside them warming them through. They didn't have to worry about being cold there, not even as the kangaroo was softly disrobed of every article of clothing, down to her lingerie.

"Oh, sweetheart..."

Nora drew back slightly, her bushy tail flicking up high, arousal drawn taut by her need. She hadn't expected Helen to be dressed so fetchingly under her clothes, with a floral patterned bra that seemed to have intricate pink embroidery in it too, though Nora could not quite see in the low, dancing firelight. There were no other lights on in the living room of the cabin, but she didn't mind that, especially not as she kissed down the kangaroo's belly to her matching black and pink underwear. She'd never seen Helen in black before, but the pink softened it enough for her, for it to be feminine and sweet enough to suit the kangaroo's body.

It was needed, oh so very badly. They'd not had that time together for a while and heat tingled and curled between them as Helen panted softly, moaning as Nora nuzzled down between the kangaroo's legs.

"Let me get you out of these two, darling..."

Yet the squirrel was convinced to wriggle out of her clothes too, as the kangaroo whimpered for her. She had a soft way of grunting, almost chirping, in the back of her throat, though Nora had never, quite honestly, found a way to put that sound to words. She still wanted to hear it more, even as their bare bodies, but for their fur, rubbed up against one another, Nora nipping and lipping at the kangaroo's breasts and nipples. Of course, Helen still had a pouch, even if kangaroos did not need to tuck their young in there any more, though they could if they wanted. It was sensitive in there too, but Nora's attention was lower at that time, down between Helen's thighs...

"Mmmm..."

She moaned, nuzzling apart Helen's legs even more, though the kangaroo did so readily for her. Her tongue flicked out, seeking out the edge of Helen's folds, the sweetness of her pussy, though she took her time. There was no rush, after all, not as the fire warmed them, the empty wine bottle sitting nearby, one of the glasses knocked off on the carpet, though there was nothing all that bad there. It had only been white wine in there anyway and a little mess from an emptied glass wasn't going to disrupt them.

"Ohhh..."

Not as Helen whimpered, grunting, pushing her hips up against her partner. Her tail shoved down into the rug and carpet, though there was still more for them to take and enjoy with one another, the kangaroo using it as leverage to grind up. Nora grinned, expecting that, though she didn't let Helen get the upper hand, oh no. that wasn't part of the fun, not what she wanted to do, no, not at all. Teasing the kangaroo, she merely traced her tongue around the outside of her folds, arousing the pink of her pussy lips, not truly giving her what she wanted.

"Unff... Oh, you tease..."

It could have been an admonishment if it did not come out with such a throaty, lustful growl, as if Helen was just barely containing her need in that moment. She grunted, licking her lips, eyes alight, need thrumming and coursing, aching deeply through the pit of her being. Nora could have given Helen exactly what she wanted, right there and then, but it would be so much better for both of them to drag it out, to let that flickering flame of arousal build and build and build until it was a flaring, screaming crescendo.

At least, that was what the squirrel hoped for. She could never tell just how a bout of fun between them was ever going to go, where they were going to end up. Role swapping, switching, getting out the toys... Oh, she had even brought along some of them that time, in the bottom of her bag where Helen would not find them unless she was digging around for them, which the kangaroo would not. There was so much for them to do.

Yet, all the squirrel had to do was offer the same pleasure that Helen gave to her every time, murmuring softly as she lapped at her partner's sex, tracing her tongue up, showing her just where the bud of her clit lay. Helen did not have to show her, for the swollen nub of flesh was already pressing out eagerly from her clitoral hood, so sensitive and begging for attention.

There was nothing quite like the moans and whimpers of the kangaroo, Nora thought, slipping further and further into the moment as if the outside world had simply ceased to matter. She'd never find anything else like that, never in her life, not like the soft warmth of the kangaroo's thick thighs closing around her, as powerful as they were yielding. Once, Nora had accidentally taken a kick from Nora when they had been out swimming off the docks and, well, that had been more than enough for the squirrel to truly respect the power that lay in a kangaroo's legs. It had been quite funny just how contrite Helen had been after that incident.

The spiciness of the kangaroo came as if tinged with a dry, arid air, but it was just her natural aroma, mingled with a little of the fur shampoo that she must have last used to get clean. No longer being in such a hot climate, Helen grew a little more of a fur coat - though nothing like what Nora boasted in the winter months. To say that the squirrel was fluffy was an understatement and, quite often, there was nothing that Helen liked better than combing her fingers through the rich, red fur.

Nora hummed softly into the kangaroo's pussy as she nestled in a little closer, hooking Helen's legs up over her shoulders. Her tongue lapped in earnest, smoothing over her folds and dipping between, though there was no sense of haste in her. only need, softening and warming, bringing them closer and closer together. When Helen squeezed her head between her thighs, Nora knew that she could not keep pushing her like that, no, not for all that much longer, though the moment was not quite right.

She wanted to draw out the moment even longer, lapping up deeply into Helen's pussy as the fire snapped and crackled, roaring as it devoured the logs, burning them up slowly but surely. There was more than enough warmth soaking through the living area to keep them toasty, if not for the fire within each of them, but they would have found a way, one way or the other, to stay warm anyway. It was just how it was supposed to be, the tangled love between them, wound and bound together so that neither would ever have wanted to find a way free again.

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