More than expected.txt
"Smooth into the daylight sun, smooth into the milky tides of moonlit twilight, smooth between the lips of a lover's kiss, smooth into the arms of such tempting rest..."
Dull, sharpened teeth spread apart as a yawn took over the lion's expression. His arms pulled up over his head, straining outwards in a v. Each muscle groaned and thanked the lion as he woke up, shaking off the stiffness that came with a prolonged night of rest. Eyes of the bestial male took some time to refocus in the dim, washing light leaking out from behind the curtains, but soon enough he made out the familiar sight of his room. Leaning over, weight soon shifting enough that his hips roll upon the mattress, turning him onto his side, the lion's paw touches down and a finger slips across a skunk's warm muzzle.
The lion smirks, content and reminiscent delight humming his mind awake. His finger slowly circles around the skunk's cheek, gently feeling the teeth behind them, the definition of the male's face. "Don't even realize you're just a natural at sayin' "yes", heh..." the lion quietly whispers, before pulling his fingers away, and resting paw upon his chest. "In fact, I bet I could get a bit of mornin' service out of you..." the lion sneers again, no louder than a whisper. He actually winks at the one sleeping next to him, all the while knowing he's asleep.
While his left paw busied itself first on cheek, then on his own chest, his right paw was up to less good by a long shot. After his yawn, arm returned underneath the heavy comforter, and dragged swiftly along his own matted pelt. Quickly enough, pads touched and slid across the thick, sturdy base of his cock. Rubbing unconsciously around the bottom of his male pride is a custom he repeated near daily - unless he pressed the snooze more than twice. But today he's a little more aware of how he's touching himself, how his fingers press a little firmer, move upwards across the shaft and grind against a particular spot he'd never found on his own before. His eyelids slip closer together, pleasure creasing across his face in crisp, sharp lines. The left paw pushes up on the warming covers, throwing them overtop the skunk in a second layer. While comfort might've been added to the skunk's sleep, his dreams weren't meant to last more than two or three seconds longer.
Oscar comes to as tough fingers push on his nose, clamping like a vice upon his nostrils. The force keeps his nose close, and he shudders for a moment as his breathing is rapidly disturbed. His eyes open and a frightened look paints over his muzzle, unknowing of what kept the air from his lungs. The pressure is noted, and a glance upwards reminds him of the night before.
Unsurprisingly, he didn't know the lion, save for a picture up on the website. A friend showed it to him, but that was months in the past. He'd been invited to their mutual friend's club for VIP party, and happened to meet while heading for their coats. The lion was fast, sharp as a tack too. His eyes caught the skunk, and came to a conclusion that he wanted the stranger home, to thoroughly test... All the skunk knew of this was the spoken dialogue between them - about an hour of small talk, growing progressively more personal, while distance between the two men grew small to the point of nonexistent. Niles - the lion, kept the conversation on his terms, making sure the topic never faltered or strayed from what he wanted to know. Oscar - the skunk was absolutely oblivious to the command the lion took, and naturally carried out the conversation without a thought of the lion's unspoken intentions. It was clear to both, as the skunk walked passed the bus stop and over to the lion's car, that an intimate tryst was going to happen. The lion's continual tests to see how well the younger skunk took a passive seat in conversation went unheard.
The skunk's lip had to part, air needed to be inhaled. While given the opportunity to breathe in a solid, comforting breath, Oscar's smooth dark lips remained open as thick fingers wedged between them, presenting pads to be licked within the mephit's muzzle.
"Hey there, welcome to Saturday. I've got a present for you, but I figured you'd like to warm up on these, mmm?" Nile's gaze focuses on the twenty something skunk's eyes, looking downwards to watch for movement upon his cheeks. His comment isn't returned with words, and for a minute or two there's little reaction at all. Nile's patience is noteworthy, understanding the confusion that dulls reaction time when just waking up. As the lion calculated and expected, he soon felt a tongue gently push onto his pads. They still had the lingering musky taste of Oscar's rump, or two of them did anyways. The skunk's ears drop upon his head, noting a taste more like himself than of Nile. Only a few strokes of his tongue, most of which gently grazed the pads and flicked upwards an inch, and Oscar's lips parted further, air sucking in past the fingers holding fast in his muzzle. "Being shy on me this morning? Don't tell me a guy never made innuendo with his fingers in your mouth before" the lion chuckles, patiently holding his ground. His teasing voice is never patronizing - while Oscar's not quite 22, Nile knew that his older age didn't immediately establish a status difference between the two. He thought out how to keep the tone vanilla, normal, teasing. As Oscar's tongue pushed out again, he rolled the slick appendage down below the pad, until he bumped against his own teeth, flattening his tongue fully against the fingers in his muzzle. His look suggested a tired determination to prove he knew what was going on, and it appeased the lion. "Three more licks, then I hope you're awake enough to say thank you for the three orgasms last night..." the lion's eyes glance downwards, returning to the skunk's muzzle with a smile. The look downward clued the skunk into the lion's hopes and plans, and his eyes close as tongue slicked over a second pad twice. He pauses for a moment, shivering as his own body responds to the thought of sucking the handsome lion's cock. He truly did appreciate the lion's touch the night before. Months of pent up need, and years of inexperienced partners had left the skunk with few nights as blissful as the one he's awaking from. The lion had been in his rump most of the night, but didn't take top until Oscar had a chance to set a comfortable pace above the lion. Smooth slow strokes of his body set a rhythm that was tender, and let Oscar savor everything the lion had to offer, while not feeling as much pain from his excessive thickness. Niles only occasionally went faster the entire night, even when instinct screamed for him to ravage with wild abandon. In other words - the skunk felt that the lion truly wanted him to have a wonderful night.
Before he licked a third time, Oscar gripped upon the sheets, and pulled his weight downward. The sudden motion pulled his muzzle away from the fingers, and the layered bedspread slowly dropped down over his head.
"Hah! You couldn't even wait three licks you horny skunk!" - Oscar's cheeks warmed at Nile's comment, smile hidden beneath the sheets. Within the stuffy heat trapped below the sheets Oscar's small body turns around, ever aware of the lion's relative position. His paws reach out, testing to be sure he found Nile's thigh. Claws part a line of fur while the lion looks on the moving bubble with an observational mind. He noted the skunk wasn't quite aware of his size, nor confident enough to push his muzzle out first. His willingness does meet the lion's expectations, and Nile tightens his hold on his own cock base. Tongue laps over his lips, while he anticipates the skunk's next few moves. "Yer taking longer than my paw would, lazy skunk".
Oscar's head pushes out from beneath the sheets, nose scrunched up and squinting at the lion, even as his nose bumps up against the side of his shaft. Warm breath exhales, washing over the base of the lion's cock. "Oh hush, you'd be sad if I used my paw, wouldn't you? I remember how much you loved licking the cum off my dick before sleeping...didn't you?" Oscar pauses for a moment, eyeing the lion for a moment and smiling, still holding his tongue. He nodds his head slowly - he was so sleepy when he did it, but the lion tasted so strong, for some reason it made him feel comforted and protected. Nothing bad would happen to him while lapping on such potent masculine seed. "C'mon, say it before your lips are full, been such a good quiet skunk this morning." Nile sneered, using his paw to tilt his cock away from Oscar's muzzle. His latest comment had a hint in it that was a little more possessive, expressing just a bit of superiority over the skunk. The slight tilt was just enough to slide, the skunk not questioning it as eyes looked to the distancing cock.
"Well" Oscar says, voice cracking on his first few words for the day. He takes a moment, breathing before speaking again. "I loved how you purred when I cleaned you, and how I could still taste your cum as you snuggled me tight..." he closes his lips, then turns his head, leaning over to kiss the lion's cocktip. The lion smirks, pulling his wrist and moving his cock just past the skunk's nose, right away from his approaching lips.
Niles moans a little, happy with the response, excited enough to hear the skunk obediently admit his delight. The lion knew, with the right steps, the skunk would be perfect... "Just lap at my head, and pull off when I tell you - let me paint your face and I'll paw you off afterwords. I won't be up to helpin' you out otherwise..." Niles reaches with his other paw, fingers resting upon the skunk's chin, gripping and holding the skunk in place. "Or you can just get to sucking and swallow all that cum, and not get off yourself...your choice." He pulls on the skunk's chin while directing his cock back towards his lips.
Oscar kisses on the shaft fairly quickly, parting the smooth warm flesh of his lips and caressing as much as he can just below the head. He looks back up to the lion, eyeing him with a little confusion. While he kisses against the shaft, tasting the musky flesh with brief dabs of his tongue, feeling the shaft move about on the lion's direction. The head bumps against his lips, and the paw on his chin circles about, resting upon his head. Oscar notes that the lion's a lot more assertive, especially as a push down gives the skunk no choice but to spread lips around the head, as the thick cock starts to enter his muzzle.
With a little effort, Oscar spreads his jaw enough that the wide cocktip slips securely into his muzzle, now enveloped in the steamy wet confines of his mouth. Tongue dabs onto the tip, then slowly slides across the top of the head, starting to swirl about what's in his mouth. He tastes the thick musk, tastes the undeniable scents and musks of a big strong man.
"mmm, did I tell you I'm quick first time round in the mornin'? You've got about ten seconds to make your decision skunk" Nile grunts, clenching his eyes shut and squeezing on the base of his shaft. He really does shoot fast after waking up, Nile considering it a connivance when there's little time before the day starts. Oscar on the other hand shuts his eyes, having had only half a minute at most to mull over the lion's offer. It seemed silly, even as his lips pushed downward, head slowly pushing out into his cheek. He always swallowed, it was something he and Nile had talked about on the drive over the night before. But he couldn't help but feel aroused, wanting at the prospect of being pawed off. To be left wanting, didn't sound all that great either. Before more could be pondered, Oscar feels the paw on his head spasm, clenching tight on his hair and lurching upwards.
"Fuck! Up, now!" the lion roars out, barely opening his eye to watch the skunk. Oscar whimpers, a sound the lion is sure to remember, and makes the decision. He obeys, the prospect of reward too great, and his lips peel off the wide shaft, shutting his eyes once his lips seal and paw pulls his head quickly back. He hears Nile growl out with orgasm, and a gooey warmth splatter right over his eye, up onto his forehead, extending down to the tip of his nose. Another streak lands across his cheek, three more splashing across the rest of his muzzle in messy drips. The tension lifts from his head, and the skunk quickly reaches up with a paw, to wipe the heavy warmth from his eyelid. Before he can touch, his paw is batted away, and the sticky cockhead slaps wetly on his nose, smearing cum just thickly enough that it taints every breath he takes with the smell of pleasured lion. "Good skunk, now come up here and don't wipe that cute dirty face of yours". A pat on the head, and a shuffling of sheets being thrown off the bed is the all the skunk is given. Oscar squirms, feeling the warm slowly move on his face, sticky and wet while giving him a heavy dose of lion arousal with every breath. He moves up though, Oscar's thinner, smaller body crawly upwards, until paws take ahold of his shoulders. "You don't have to talk, just turn on your side..." Oscar does as instructed, allowing the heavy grip to guide him, surprised when he feels the soft slick cock push right up on his rump. The skunk lets out a little moan, pushing rump backwards as the lion curls around him. Oscar can feel the purr of the older lion, a contented happy sound as he grinds back into the skunk's rump, letting go of his shoulder and reaching down for the skunk's dick. Oscar tenses as fingers quickly squeeze and tighten, a thrust up on his rump letting him know the lion's pleased - "hah, skunk's hard eh? Breathe in, know that a lion's going to paw off his little /slut/ for being good." Niles paw quickly sets in motion, tightly holding Oscar, pumping rapidly while Oscar's head jerks, growling quite unhappily - "I am /not/ a slut" he says, even as he forces himself to hold back a moan, his hips out of control and grinding backwards on the lion's dick. The paw continues to work on his shaft, expertly and swiftly sending the skunk into a haze of pleasure, his orgasm rising and pleasure pounding through his mind.
"Mmmm, I'll keep you on the edge until you ask to become one then. Considering my cum's all over your face, I'd be happy to make you learn to always flag your rump". Nile's paw pushes and tugs, his shaft thickening between the skunk's rumpcheeks. Oscar squirms a little as pressure and heat builds around his tailstar. Eyes clench shut as the rhythm on his cock continues, his paws curling up on his chest, muscles starting to clench and tighten after several minutes of quiet pawing leaves him so close. His lips part, and he moans, pushing back on the hardening shaft tucked against his ass. He grunts, feeling his balls pull up, his orgasm just a moment away - Niles laugh jars the skunk's concentration, and paw rapidly pulls from his cock. Oscar whines, and pumps backwards against nile's cock, but the lion patiently holds his ground. "What's wrong slut-to-be? Can't get enough cock? Only skunks who want to be trained get a chance at being fucked before sunset." Oscar whines and shakes his head, his body shaking in the lion's hold, trying to get himself to come down. Nile's paw is quick to touch his cock though, slowly rubbing the underside of his shaft, keeping him right on the brink. Oscar pants, pressing back into the lion's cock. Paws slowly slide down, tempted to touch himself, to make himself cum. Nile's weight slams against him, and speedily knocks the skunk off his side, to his stomach. Reflexively, the skunk pulls his paws up, putting weight onto them, as Nile rotates and ends up still pressed into the skunk's rump, but now leaning across the skunk's back, holding him in place. Fingers touch and trace on Oscar's cock, his thick shaft now firm and ready to claim the skunk again.
Quiet muttering breaks the skunk's silence - "I want to be a slut....". The lion purrs and weighs down further, pushing his dick against the skunk's rump harder. "What was that? Ask me right, ask me loud." Nile's patient voice has a sense of control and expectancy to it, while his fingers tease and tickle more on the skunk's cock."
"I...." the skunk chokes for a moment, then moans when Nile's hips roll, head wedging itself right to his star with anticipation. He whines, frowns, but wants sex so badly. "Make me your slut?" he stammers out, feeling the fingers slowly curl on his shaft - soooo close to cumming.
"Only if you ask me as your master." Niles says with a flat voice.
Oscar doesn't want to pull away, but his eyes open, looking backwards and feeling the heavy weight push back down on him. He wasn't looking.... "Make me a slut master, please!" he shouts out, his need to cum overriding rational thought. Nile's is quick to reward what he wanted to hear all night - he pushes hard forward, lunging as his unlubed cockhead spreads the skunk's star swiftly. It's an act of total force, but the lion sinks in, paw curling instantly about the skunk's shaft and giving two hard pumps. Oscar squirms, his balls spasming, head spinning as the lion splits him open. "Welcome to your new home, slutpup" the lion purrs into the skunk's ear, just before the skunk's cum jets from his dick, the throws of orgasm taking him over. Nile's cock drives in further, all the way to the hilt even, as the lion cements the position between himself and his new sex pet.