D&D Love Tale: Comfort by Tumcat

D&D Love Tale: Comfort

Tumcat, Anal, BDSM, Blowjob, Bondage, Boy, Cat, Cunnilingus, Domination/Submission, Dungeons & Dragons, Fantasy, Feline, Fellatio, Girl, Kinky, Love, Mouth gag, NSFW, Older female, Rimming, Tabaxi, Younger male

A sweet and simple love story/erotica with mine and a friend's D&D characters, both of whom are tabaxi. I put quite a bit of effort into this passion project, and I felt like sharing it openly, so please enjoy :]

Artwork by my good friend Ubermojo.

Everything was a hazy blur to Lilith; sounds muffled and heart beating with pure passion. Her voice sounded distant to her own ears, alternating between soft panting and occasional moaning. Her eyes were closed for the most part, opening every few seconds just slightly to see a warmly lit room with a face above her own, veiled in shadows.

She felt no articles of clothing atop her figure; only the heated body as naked and furry as her own. The vigorous breathing of her partner, the candid love infused with his pumping, the gentle tone of his voice...it all added up to a euphoric sensation she could only dream of.

The tabaxi felt a brazen increase of thrusting, only furthering her mounting climax. She found herself whimpering in pure ecstasy now, shutting her eyes tightly as her lover held her face gingerly. Goodness...she could hear him repeat her name as they approached a rousing finale to their session...

"Lilith...Lilith..."

"Lilith?" Andre nudged the sleeping girl's shoulder, repeating her name a few more times before she sprung awake panting and clutching her chest. He flinched and removed his hand from her, seeming concerned now. "Woah...you alright Lily?"

The bard stared down at her lap as she caught her breath, blinking several times before looking up and seeing her dear friend's attentive eyes meet her own. She gulped air silently before giving him a reassuring smile. "Y-Yeah, I'm fine Andre...yep, just fine. What is it?"

Andre straightened back up and smiled, scratching his head and shrugging. "I dunno, you tell me. Everyone's already downstairs eating breakfast while you're up here, still super deep into whatever you were dreaming of, heheh."

Lilith felt her cheeks burn slightly as she slowly averted her eyes. Though it was only a dream, she felt thoroughly spent after what happened; an exhausting dream, as strange as that statement was. "Guess I was just reeeeally tired..."

The boy chuckled and helped brush aside a stray lock of hair that hung over her eyes, patting her cheek as he motioned for her to follow after him. "Come on, food's getting cold already. I made your favorite too, y'know?"

Lilith looked up from her lap with newfound enthusiasm. Now that was one way to snap her out of this morning drowsiness. "Pancakes with chocolate chips?"

Andre stopped at the door. When he turned his head back to her, his weak apologetic smile told a tale of shattered confidence in what he believed to be his strong memory. "...Well...uh...I definitely made somebody's favorite at least."

When Lilith finished washing up and dressing herself, she headed downstairs to the main lobby of the inn. Most of the tables were occupied by small groups of her more recent associates as well as the new party of "heroes" that she'd met just a few days ago. Ranging from average members like a plucky rabbitfolk ranger to more unorthodox creatures like a fungal warforged paladin, they were among the most unique parties she'd seen.

While they generally seemed to like her (and vice versa), Lilith would have preferred the company of her old friends. So she scanned the lobby for those familiar faces until she found them, recognizing a half-orc talking rather loudly as he ate.

"Look Tyb, I made it this far without any fancy magic bullshit. I'm not trying to learn any of it, that's what your job is." Ry'aam tore chunks of meat off of what appeared to be some sort of avian creature's leg, cooked with the crispy skin still attached.

Tybalt nibbled away at some corn, shaking his head and responding casually to his captain, "But if you just learned at least a few healing spells of your own, you wouldn't have to rely on me and Kirk as much. That way you could just keep bum-rushing into combat without worrying about whether one of us has your back with healing."

"When wouldn't one of you have my back? Stay behind me and don't get yourself killed, just keep healing me. No need for me to learn anything new." Ry'aam tossed his head back and chugged a full mug of strong black coffee, slamming it down on the table when he finished.

Tybalt looked to Andre for support, who simply shook his head and sipped some warm milk. "It's worked for all the time I've known him, I don't really mind either."

The rabbitfolk seemed dissatisfied with this response, expecting some backup for his case.

Lilith approached and took her seat, earning a nod of greeting from Ry'aam, who was finishing up his meal. "There she is, finally! Last one to finish has to do the dishes, and you're at a disadvantage already Lils." He clicked his tongue and winked, earning a small giggle out of the bard. Ry'aam pushed his palm against his jaw, cracking his neck like glass. "But really though, eat up. We have a necromancer to kill in a few hours."

She looked around the table and saw all sorts of morsels ranging from cold cut slices and cooked meats to boiled potatoes and fresh soup. A few pastries were strewn about on a silver platter, shining under the buttery brush-down they had received. Though the entirety of this selection seemed absolutely delicious, a small part of Lilith was still hoping to see those chocolate chip pancakes somewhere.

As she reached for a mug of her own, she noticed Andre was oddly absent now. She caught a glimpse of him just a few moments before, but the table was missing its' resident cleric now...well, aside from Tybalt, who could hardly be considered a true cleric.

Just as she took note of his absence, Lilith was surprised by the boy in question when he appeared by her side and gently set down a plate carrying a thick stack of finely cooked pancakes, still letting off a fair amount of steam. Both Ry'aam and Tybalt gave off an envious groan, with the latter going as far as to comment, "Oh so now we're picking favorites or something? How come I don't have a personal pancake lackey too?"

"He knew you'd probably hog them all, little bastard. No wonder he kept 'em from us." Ry'aam chortled as he slugged Tybalt, causing the rabbitfolk to keel over howling and return fire with a punch of his own, insignificant as it was.

Lilith couldn't help but grin. Of course Andre remembered something as obscure as her favorite breakfast. She hadn't even been given a chance to say anything to him yet either; the boy leaned close and wrapped his arms around her shoulders and neck in a tight cozy hug. She could hear the smile in his voice when he murmured softly, "Missed you so much...dig in."

His soothing embrace ended too soon for her liking, and he was back in his seat a moment later. She stared down at the pancake stack before her, then glanced over at Andre, who'd already resumed eating his own meal. His eyes met hers as he drank the last bit of his milk, lowering his mug and wiping his mouth when he finished. He smiled courteously and asked, "...Eh, is everything okay with them Lilith?"

Lilith only now realized she was awkwardly staring at him and fixed herself, shaking her head and smiling. "Y-yeah, of course! Thanks, kiddo..."

She began carving into her meal, trying not to let his lingering scent distract her. It was already fading, but still very much present in her hair. It smelled distinctly sweet, with a wonderful baked intensity that she found irresistible...

That might have just been the pancake batter actually.

As mentioned briefly by Ry'aam at breakfast, Lilith's party deviated from the main group to deal with a necromancer in the nearby valley; it would be their errand for the day. Commissioned by the captain of the local mercenary guild, the group was given a handful of warnings and tips on how to approach slaying the target.

In all honesty though, none of them really paid much attention during the briefing. Years ago, they had all done the same thing for every hostile encounter regardless of the foe, and it worked every single time. This time would be no different, so there was hardly any sense of urgency among the party.

Lilith found herself relaxing in the back of a carriage with her allies, lightly strumming away at her lute. No particular melody echoed off the strings, for she was only improvising new potential tunes. She hadn't actually used her lute for some time now, though she was itching to play it again ever since the return of her old friends. She remembered teaching a much younger Andre the most basic of chords a few years ago and smiled softly to herself, reminiscing on this cherished memory.

The drapes on the back of the carriage swung open as the cleric himself climbed inside, catching Lilith off guard and causing her to pluck harshly at her strings. He heaved a short sigh and took a seat next to Lilith, nibbling on a carrot as he announced a new discovery of his. "So, I guess the horses we rented don't like carrots...more for us guys!"

Lilith nodded slowly to this revelation and put on an exaggerated grin. "Oh my, that's amazing news! Thank God you found that out!"

Andre giggled and bit into his carrot, gently nudging his head against her neck and shoulder. It was a strangely pleasant feeling for the bard, even for the simple gesture that it was. His smooth silky hair against her sensitive neck, the gentle warmth emanating from his body, even feeling the light movement of his jaw as he quietly crunched away on his snack...

The boy seemed much more affectionate and attentive ever since they'd reunited. Lilith more than welcomed all the genuine camaraderie, though...admittedly, it made it difficult for her to keep her composure around him; it had only been an issue for Lilith during the last few days, now that he was older...bigger...

Lilith broke free from her thoughts by popping a question with a rather loud voice, "D-Do you remember the chords I taught you a while ago Andre?"

The volume of her voice startled Andre, who flinched back and blinked a few times in silence before gulping down the carrot in his mouth. "...Erm...I think so? I never got my own lute, and it's been a while too, heheh."

Lilith felt embarrassed for having raised her voice as randomly as she did, and she chuckled sheepishly as she handed her instrument off to the boy. "C'mon, show me what you do remember at least. Just let me hear anything you might remember and I'll be happy with that."

Andre clutched the lute to his chest for a moment, looking rather lost as he shifted his back to straighten up against the carriage. He timidly plucked away at the strings for a moment, seemingly without aim or confidence. Gradually, he shed his timidness and managed to play a very short piece he'd learned from years ago.

Lilith's eyes twinkled as the melody brought her back to the same time she'd shown him the very tune he'd just played for her. She recalled sitting under an oak tree with Andre in a vibrant green meadow, vocalizing in harmony with the chord she had just taught the cleric.

Andre felt encouraged by her joyous expression and smiled, continuing to play as he murmured, "You know, it doesn't sound nearly as pretty without your voice...". The two of them locked eyes for a moment, cherishing a shared memory together. The boy felt his cheeks burn softly after exchanging this longing gaze with Lilith, and he averted his eyes shyly.

Lilith felt her heart thumping as she cleared her throat and nodded in approval, clapping her fingertips proudly. "Uh...g-good, very good...glad you remembered..."

Lilith's back crashed against the stone wall behind her, grimacing as she clutched her abdomen and slipped to the ground. Her head was spinning and her ears were ringing; she could feel hot blood rushing between her fingers from a deep naval wound.

It took her a moment to regain her senses and survey her situation. She was in the necromancer's subterranean lair...his name was Korogh, or something like that...Korogh was a very mean guy with very painful magic and a lot of undead thralls...Korogh probably just gave her a hysterectomy with a masterfully aimed magic missile...Korogh was a very mean guy.

Through her blurred vision, she managed to catch a glimpse of the hooded necromancer being tackled by Ry'aam, followed by a series of loud spellcasting and hollering from both parties involved. The sounds of her allies clashing with countless thralls echoed throughout the room, adding to the chaos of the situation.

As she sat propped up against the cold wall bleeding out, Lilith felt a sudden surge of power flow through her entire being. Comforting warmth replaced the agony she was just previously in, followed by the ceasing of her bleedout. A divine yellowish glow enveloped her body as she saw her guardian angel approaching, channeling a blissful healing spell to her damaged frame. She could have sworn that she heard the faint voices of a seraphic choir for the duration of the spell.

"Alrighty Lilith, juuuust a moment!" Andre said with a rather casual voice as he knelt in front of her, touching his glowing hand directly against her wound and speeding up the process significantly. Within seconds, Lilith felt as though nothing had even happened to her. She caught her breath and looked up at the cleric, who had a comforting smile on his muzzle. His mace remained sheathed at his side, carrying only a steel-plate shield in his left hand.

"Th-Thanks Andre..." Lilith mumbled as she slowly picked herself up. The cleric offered to help her stand but suddenly jerked back as a roaring thrall violently lashed out at him. Blocking with his shield, Andre pushed back against the thrall and swiftly bashed it away, following up with a searing blast of purifying fire that obliterated the hellspawn.

He looked to Lilith and brought his smile back, wiping his eyes and extending his hand to her once more. "I think we're gonna need that one song with the terrible ugly word, Lilith."

The bard took his hand and stood up, smirking fiendishly as she remarked, "Ohhh, so you want me to call Korogh a-?"

"Save it for the actual song, yeah?!" Andre exclaimed as he pulled her back to the main fight, abruptly cutting her off.

The ride back home was rather quiet. Ry'aam had collected Korogh's ashes as a sign of his defeat to show for their reward, which would be a nice cut of gold for the crew. Conversation was in short supply for the time being; everyone seemed like they just needed a good hour or two of rest.

Lilith sat in the same spot beside Andre, plucking away at her lute once again. As she strummed, she snuck a glance at the cleric, who seemed to be struggling to maintain his consciousness. His eyes were beginning to close, and more than once did Lilith catch his head fall down before quickly tossing itself back up. He was fighting a losing battle it seemed.

The girl loosened her fingers on her instrument, ceasing any further noise for a few moments before she began playing a familiar tune. Andre's brain subconsciously recognized it as the same piece she'd play every night their party would spend together. It became something of a lullaby, working to ease the fatigue of her friends and help them sleep peacefully.

As expected, Lilith saw Andre give in to the sweet melody. His eyes slowly closed as he drifted into a cozy nap, and his head fell softly on her shoulder. She continued to play, gently easing her cheek against his head and smirking gleefully to herself. His scent was wonderful; it brought her a lovely sense of nostalgia and familiarity as well as being positively attractive all in its own right. She slowed the tempo of her lute, feeling right at home with her Andre by her side.

Just before she fell asleep with him however, the unbearably loud sound of Ry'aams' obnoxious snores tore into her ears, snapping her back to being wide awake. She looked straight at the snoozing beast and frowned with disdain; it seemed it still had an effect on everyone else, too...

Lilith lay cozily atop her bed with her arms tucked behind her head, relaxing without a care in the world. Her hair had completely dried out by now as well as the rest of her furry body, feeling wholly clean from the soothing hot bath she'd taken the moment the party had returned from their quest. She wore only the barest of undergarments beneath her thin nightgown, with the soft light from the lanterns around the room revealing only subtle outlines of her voluptuous figure.

Most of the other patrons at the inn were sleeping by now, needing to be awake early for the new day approaching, while some were taking their leave in the dark of the night, heading off for whatever destination awaited them. As for Lilith's friends and associates, they were all most certainly dreaming away in their own rooms.

The bard had much on her mind already, so she welcomed the imminent sleep that would eventually take hold. As shameful as it may have been, Lilith prayed she would dream the same dream that she'd been blessed with for the past few nights...she couldn't wait for him to be hers just one more time...

The door gently creaked open. Lilith snapped her head up to see who was entering.

Andre walked through the doorway yawning and stretching, closing it behind him with a little nudge from his heel. Gone were his robes and armor, replaced solely by simple black boxer-briefs.. He walked on bare feet and his hair seemed slightly dampened, having finished a bath of his own not too long ago. He rubbed his cheeks and blinked several times before looking at Lilith and smiling warmly. "Hi...oh, did I wake you up?"

Lilith shook her head gently, reciprocating his politeness with a friendly smirk of her own. "Mm, not at all. You look squeaky clean, heh."

Andre ran his fingers through his hair, nodding with a content sigh as he wandered over to his own bed. Lilith found herself observing him, taking care to be subtle about it. She watched his tail sway in a pleasant manner, moving in rhythm with his soft legs.

The boy rested a knee on his bed as he pulled his sheets back, unaware of Lilith's watchful eyes. Now, Lilith had seen him prepare for bed like this countless times, characteristically only wearing underpants to bed as opposed to pajamas of any sorts, though that was a long time ago. Things were different now, and Andre was a youth no longer.

Time and age had been kind to the boy, handsomely gifting him with an attractively sleek, almost dancer-esque body. All the traveling and adventuring left him with somewhat broad shoulders and subtly toned

musculature spanning his silky chest down to his slim abdomen. He did not have the figure of a warrior; he was something much more soft and tender than a brute. And she found whatever he was simply delightful to look at.

"Hey, Andre?" Lilith felt a slight blush on her cheeks as she lay on her side facing him; her nightgown fell upon her figure and pronounced her feminine shape as she sheepishly murmured, "...w-would you come here please?"

The cleric turned his head as he was adjusting his pillow, pausing for a brief moment before obliging her request and coming to her bedside. "Yes?"

Lilith gently twirled her hair with her finger, giving an embarrassed smile as she looked up into his eyes pleadingly. "Lay with me and talk for a bit? Like old times?"

Andre seemed a little taken aback by this. He looked unsure as to what he should answer with, lingering for some time before quietly accepting her offer with a bashful smile. "I...sure! Hehe...of course, Lily."

He slowly lowered himself on the bed beside her, sharing her pillow and adjusting himself to fit snugly beside her. Lilith was given a wonderfully warm sensation upon making contact with him, feeling his natural heat soothe her fur and make her heart beat with glee. She noticed that he now had a slight blush of his own and smirked, voicing her comfort with a gentle purr. "Hm...do you remember that really really stormy evening that we got separated from the rest of the group? When we took shelter for the night in that snug little cave?"

Andre snickered softly at the memory, closing his eyes as he rested his head against her arm. "Yeah, of course I do. Cuddling up in front of the little fire...watching you change its color...it didn't turn out to be such a bad night, huh?"

"No..." Lilith murmured as she looked down at him with a fuzzy feeling in her cheeks. "Not a bad night at all."

Neither of them spoke for some time. Andre sunk into the lovely warmth of his lady-friend's bed, being observed by her watchful gaze. No words were needed for the girl. She felt her heart pound just simply being so close to him; looking at his darling tranquil expression, his delicate soft lips...

Lilith couldn't help herself. She needed something more. Acting on her intense mounting desire, she slowly brought her hand to his head and gingerly began twirling his hair in her finger. Andre didn't open his eyes; he only purred louder and even let out a pleased sigh, encouraging her playful behavior.

The girl tilted her head, adoring his cute reaction to her subtle advances. Her patience was key here; she had made up her mind to remain respectful to him no matter what seductions her heart placed upon her. The last thing she wanted to do was make him feel uncomfortable.

"You know, Andre..." Lilith began, "It's strange seeing you now. You're all grown up now, but, you're still...you. You've changed so much, and yet you haven't changed a bit too."

Andre's purring stopped. There was a tangible moment of confusion with her statement before he truly pondered on what Lilith said. "Well, I hope that's a good thing, Lily."

"It's a very good thing." Lilith assured him as she smiled to herself. "And what a fine young man you've become. I do wonder about something else too though...is there a girl back home waiting for you to finish your quest?"

Now for this, Andre's eyes opened. He blinked a few times and stared up at the ceiling, and Lilith spotted what looked to be a mixture of grief and longing. She saw the twinkle in his eyes vanish, and for a moment she worried over whether this was the right thing to ask so soon.

"I uh...I wish I could tell you yes, Lilith." Andre swallowed audibly and avoided her eyes now, turning his head away slightly. His distant and gloomy expression remained. "I met a girl, and she was wonderful. But, erm, sadly...she's no longer with us. She...she passed before I could make anything official."

Lilith felt her heart sink as she heard the news. With this revelation, she felt thoroughly sick with herself for pursuing her amoral urges. The poor boy was grieving a terrible loss, and here she was, making sly advances without even thinking to ask about whether or not he already belonged to someone else! "Oh...I-I'm sorry to hear about that, Andre. I'm very sorry..."

The cleric closed his eyes again and shook his head, smiling softly to himself. Her words -- simple as they were -- meant the world to him. "I appreciate that, Lilith. But please, you can rest assured that I'm okay. I miss her dearly, but...moving on is just as important as grieving. I know she wouldn't have wanted me to never love again, and I really believe that."

He opened his eyes and shrugged, gently telling Lilith his resolve with sincerity, "I'm sure there'll be a time for me to worry about that, but that time is not now. My god needs me to stay strong and carry out my duties as a loyal servant to both him and our friends. I'm here for them...I'm here for you, Lilith. Let me serve in any way you need me to -- as your cleric, and of course, as your friend."

The genuine love and devotion in his words tugged at Lilith's heart. He really hadn't changed a bit; still putting his duties and allies before his own personal desires and happiness. He was still so young...perhaps a little too young to sideline his life like this. And yet, he did so without so much as a single complaint, nor a fleeting moment of superiority...just a somber, bittersweet acceptance of his fate as a prideless cleric.

She could suppress her feelings for him no longer. The person she once acted as a pseudo-caretaker for had blossomed into someone she knew she would never allow to leave again.

Lilith loved Andre. She loved him greater than her love for music, for art, for adventuring, for attention, for performances, for everything that mattered to her. So great was her love for the boy that she refused to go on for another day without having him in her loving caring embrace for whatever fate held in store for her. He deserved someone who would show him the same tender love and compassion he tried so hard to spread around the world, and by the gods she would be the one to save him from himself.

Andre felt the girl's warm hand softly caress his cheek, slowly turning his head towards her own. He looked into her purple eyes and saw a beautiful glow, reflecting all of her feelings towards him as she quietly pressed her lips against his muzzle. He offered no resistance, simply allowing her to give him a warm, fond kiss that lasted for what felt like an eternity; an eternity of bliss, that is. The two stayed locked together, with only the rousing sound of deep smooching and heated whimpering.

Lilith eventually broke the kiss out of mercy, allowing the two of them to breathe at long last. She sat herself up and caught her breath, watching Andre pant in unison with her as their hot excited breathing further stirred up their emotions. The boy held a shaking hand up briefly, gulping down air and stuttering, "L-Lilith..."

The bard did not allow him to finish. She clasped his hand in both of hers and kissed it several times, chuckling gleefully to herself as she leaned in close with a pleading look on her face; hearts nearly bulging from her eyes.

"Andre...let me love you. Please, just be mine! Let me love you forever, let me take care of you and be your woman. I wanna be the only one you love, I wanna live my life with you no matter what happens. Please, please! I'll be your wife, your children's mother...I'll be whatever you want me to be, whatever you need me to be!"

His response was silence. Lilith sat there clutching his hand, gazing with a hopeful smile full of nothing less than total adoration. Slowly, her smile began to drop, and her expressive panting ceased. The look of uncertainty on Andre's face was quickly mounting her anxiety, only worsened by his lack of words. Had she been too hasty? She truly meant well with her confession. Oh gods, she sort of did unload everything all at once to him...why couldn't she just control herself for just a bit longer? Her heart beat rapidly now; the emotional warm mania and bitterly cold anxiety fighting on the inside...

Lilith closed her eyes, feeling her lip tremble upon her fierce blush. Anxiety gave way to terror as the realization of her potentially ruined friendship set in. In all the years of her life, not once had she ever felt so strongly about another person, not once had she ever made a deeply personal confession as this, and not once had she ever felt so crushed at the prospect of rejection. Certainly there were people she'd felt attached to in the past like any normal person, yet the prospect of accidentally distancing her beloved in her efforts to win him over crushed her heart. She closed her eyes, quietly dropped his hand and preemptively tried to form an apology of sorts; she wouldn't push her one-sided adoration any further. His silence spoke a thousand words.

Before any coherent word could escape her lips however, Lilith felt a wonderfully soft hand place itself on her left cheek. The sensation was soothing to the point of stopping her speech, and she opened her eyes to look upon the boy.

Andre gazed into her beautiful eyes, seeing how close she was to tears. Time had come to a standstill in this moment, with a palpable climax to the tension imminent. The girl's fears were plainly exposed, worn on her face like a mask. He gingerly caressed her cheek, maintaining eye contact as he felt her lean into his touch. A few brief moments passed by...he cocked his head slightly and smiled at her; the twinkle had returned to his emerald eyes.

Memories flooded Andre's mind the longer he looked at her beauty. He'd left his only home and everyone he'd ever known to set sail across the sea, aspiring to make a difference in this cruel world even if only through a small measure of compassion. To a sixteen year old, the vastness of the world was so very frightening, but also so addictively exhilarating. And it was through this ambition to travel and serve that he met Lilith; a meeting that he knew deep within could never be matched by another experience.

He recalled the heart racing adventures shared between them, the relaxing moments of tranquility between these bouts of adventure, the laughs they had shared together, the pain they had healed, the grief they had soothed, the life they lived...

The cleric had meditated on the death of his betrothed, praying for the strength to carry on and for guidance on how to lead his life alone; he had accepted his fated isolation as a part of his service. For all the love and care he so desperately wished to spread, he would receive none for himself...such was the nature of his role in this world.

But no...he knew in his heart that he was wrong. This girl...this beautiful girl with all of her crazy tendencies, talents, imperfections...she was proof of the flaw in his philosophy. He didn't have to wallow in solitude, forever shunning himself from receiving love. It was foolish, selfish even, to deprive not only himself of true love...but to deprive another as well, especially someone as genuine as Lilith...she was the answer to his prayer for peace, and he had only come to terms with this revelation now.

The warmth in Andre's smile sent a powerful message to the girl; there was no need to cry. There was no need to be sorry. No wrong had been done.

He pulled himself up closer to Lilith and held her face in both hands. He watched as her previously gloomy lips slowly curled back into that lovely smirk of hers. Never had he felt this sort of connection with another person, not even his late betrothed.

Andre loved Lilith too. Even as a young lad, he knew something was special about her. Of course, it was nothing more than a young boy's admiration at the time. But as he grew older, his admiration turned to something much deeper. What was once a childish crush had bloomed into a heartfelt appreciation of another person, more than words could describe. The only other person in this world that was made for him had been here all along; he was just too naive to realize his feelings for Lilith were not just that of an unbreakable friendship, but also an eternal binding of love that could be mutually shared between them.

The boy's eyes glimmered, gazing deeply at the girl and slowly blinking. Just a little moment of admiring her darling face, seeing a world of desire in her pretty smile. He moved his face closer to hers, both of them closing their eyes patiently. Their lips came together in union once more, radiant with absolute certainty from both parties this time.

Their love for each other was a raging bonfire, of which they danced amid the embers of passion. Their fervorous kissing and touching stoked the flame that had been ignited long ago, blazing within their heated bodies.

Both of them took turns to allow each other a brief respite to catch their breath, only to pull themselves back with impatient greed. Busy with each other's steamy moaning lips, Lilith's hands excitedly rubbed over her lover's furry chest and pushed him down onto his back, straddling his slender waist firmly.

Andre let out a pleasantly surprised chuckle, plopping back against the soft mattress and pillows. He looked up at her panting face, soaking up all of her beauty for himself to enjoy. In the time that it took for her to catch her breath, a tense silence filled the air. Neither spoke for a few moments; she looked down at him with starry eyes, feeling her heart melt at the sight of Andre finally returning her gaze of passionate love.

Naturally, there was only one direction for this to go in. The two of them had a dimly lit room all to themselves late at night, hardly dressed and full of energy after releasing their hidden desire for each other. Everything was in place already; why deny their hearts and bodies what they wanted? No...what they needed...

The time for modesty was over. It was time to let go of any and all restraint and allow the waves of both love and lust to consummate in a carnal union of flesh.

Lilith's expression changed to one of sly enticement, grinning down at Andre. Her hands gently massaged his firm chest, slowly examining the rest of his lithe body. "What a wonderfully sculpted figure, Andre...am I the first woman to see you like this?"

The boy's eyes glanced at her delicate hands, feeling his heart thud as she freely explored his body in a manner that ignored any personal boundaries he had...boundaries he so willingly ignored for the alluring physical pleasure her hands gave him. "Well, yes. I, um, tend to refuse any advances that come my way, hehe."

Lilith raised an eyebrow suggestively, running her hands back and forth along his young build, sifting her fingers through his silky fur. "Huh, is that so? I can see why you act so modestly..." Under her breath, she murmured with a longing smile, "Show this body to the right girl, and you'd never be able to pry her off from you, kitty..."

"M-My goodness Lilith!" Andre felt his blush return, shyly looking to the side with a quivering smile. In his travels, there had been some women (and unfortunately for him, some older men) who had courted him both subtly and crudely. For all of those times, he had politely declined their attempts, even for the ones he found attractive and internally longed for. But to receive such words and treatment from Lilith was a sobering sensation. Wooing a girl as supple and pretty as her was no longer a distant dream, but rather a blissful reality now.

He slowly turned his head back to her, seeing her eyes leering down at him with mounting desire; a brief lick of her lips only heightened his own desire for her. Following the will of his natural instinct, his eyes slowly examined her hourglass figure; so perfectly teased by the thin nightgown that selfishly hid her sexual allure from him. He felt his bottom lip curl very slightly, unable to tear his eyes away. "Hehe...I never thought I'd see you like this, Lilith...still just as beautiful as I remember."

The girl was pleased with his response, which was rather tame and gentle in its nature; fittingly so for the kind of person he was. She caught sight of his naughty looks and felt her cheeks burn. Her hands stopped groping his body and returned to her sides, and she looked down at her nightgown with a soft sigh. Her hands gently tugged at its' edges, tightening it against her lascivious body and pronouncing her lovely shape ever so slightly. Her head remained tilted down at her side, but her eyes slowly wandered back to Andre's as she smiled seductively. "Hm...then, would you like to see more now that you're a big boy?"

Andre nodded immediately. It took the strength of the gods for him to refrain from embarrassing himself by begging her to rip off her gown and shower his eyes with her glorious nudity, and even more restraint to fight the urge to relieve his pent up frustration towards his now-meaningless devotion to chastity.

Lilith could see the excitement behind his eyes; so patient and respectful even now! She wasn't going to make him beg, his chivalry should be rewarded accordingly. Her grin widened as she closed her fingers around the bottom of her gown, slowly pulling it up.

The boy's intense gaze followed eagerly. Just the sight of her petite midriff made his loins burn with anticipation; the noticeable curve connecting her hips to her attractively thin waist made his basic primal male urges stir within his very being, and it only got better from there.

Lilith's arms passed above her head, with her nightgown falling down behind her shortly after, clumped up and forgotten already. There was nothing left to shield her natural beauty from the boy's eyes.

There was a short time where Andre's focus was solely on Lilith's longing eyes, basking in her gaze for just a little while longer before finally allowing himself the privilege of looking down to her chest.

It was somewhat unbelievable to him, seeing two plump breasts fully exposed before him. So round, so soft, so appetizing...he felt as though he were dreaming. Admittedly, being an ordinary boy meant he had his fair share of curiosity about women, specifically Lilith. Of course, he also had his fair share of dreams involving said curiosity...

But this was no dream. It was very much a reality now. He could not tear his eyes away from her beautiful bosom; his pupils became moons of admiration and desire. Every miniscule feature, every little detail...from the firm yet soft volume, the adorable nipples looking back down at him from the heavens...

Lilith blinked softly and smiled, calmly allowing him all the time he needed. His reaction was nothing short of both hilarious and flattering. She held a modest opinion about her looks, and seeing this boy absolutely crumble at the mere sight of just a portion of her goods certainly made her feel all the more loved and appreciated. She quietly flicked her hair out of her eyes.

The slight movement made her lovely breasts jiggle subtly, which earned a barely-audible whimper from Andre. He put his hands over his mouth and held back a giggle, watching as Lilith laughed and cooed right after, "Really? That good?"

Andre smiled back and managed to peel his eyes away from her glorious chest, looking up to meet her gaze. His cheeks were burning red with a mixture of embarrassment and arousal. He couldn't resist any longer; his hands slowly dragged up to her hips and softly held them, feeling her soft fur between his fingers.

Lilith murmured quietly to herself and cocked her head, adoring his careful and delicate caressing. She could see the tenderness in his eyes, innocently savoring every moment of their time together with love and wonder. His hands snaked up along her sides, rubbing up and down like a pleasant massage of sorts.

Eventually, his hands stopped just below her chest. Their gaze remained locked for a moment as if the two mutually understood that the tantalizing tension was going to break. A moment later, Andre's journey along her body continued.

Lilith closed her eyes briefly and purred, feeling her lover's warm grip on her chest. She put her own hands over his, encouraging him to keep feeling them as long as he pleased. Andre gladly accepted this gesture, opening his mouth to breathe heavier hotter air, still somewhat in a state of disbelief. The feeling was divine, unlike any other earthly pleasure he'd felt before. He lightly squeezed them, gently fondling the girl's breasts with growing fervor.

In relation to growing...Andre had been so focused on this girl's lascivious body that he'd not noticed how intensely erect he had become. That was, until he felt his manhood beneath his cloth push against Lilith's plush backside. He paused for a moment and blinked a few times, looking up at the bard with anticipation; surely she had felt that too, right?

Indeed, Lilith noticed sudden pressure being put against her rear. She opened her eyes and slowly looked behind her. Sure enough, a tent had been formed within the boy's undergarments, and it had made itself right at home with her panties, snugly fitting just between her round cheeks. She deliberately moved her tail to the side for a better view, feeling her heart beat faster the longer she stared.

There wasn't a general flow to how she wanted to do this; Lilith had been following what her heart insisted on this whole time, and it was demanding to see what her partner was bringing to the table. She spared a glance at Andre, who was still quite red and gulped hard, likely seeing the resolve in her face. The girl's grip on his hands softened as she pushed his hands off from her. She suddenly lowered her face to hover just inches above his own, flashing him a sly toothy grin as she cooed, "Let's go see just how excited you are for me, hm?"

Andre did not respond. He held zero objections to this suggestion, allowing her to immerse him in a world of aroused suspense with her seductive tone. He felt affectionate aggression in her kiss and submitted his mouth to her will, allowing her to take the lead. Her hot breasts grinded against his pectorals, drawing out a pleased shudder from the boy.

Lilith pulled her lips away from Andre, but she was not yet done with him. She smooched his left cheek, dragging her face down along his chin. He instinctively lifted his neck as he panted; just the reaction she had been looking for...

Her lips moved along his neck, nipping playfully at his fur. Andre squirmed beneath her groping, giggling lightly the whole time. "S-Stop! T-Ticklish, remember?!"

Of course Lilith did not stop. What may have been ticklish for him was oddly arousing to her, feeling a strange sense of satisfaction as though her soft biting claimed each bit of his wonderful body for herself. She eventually returned to simple kisses, trailing down to his chest and continuing her journey down his torso. Her head tilted up slightly, maintaining eye contact with the boy the whole way down.

Andre's giggling calmed, turning to pleased sighs and purring. He watched her snake down his body, catching sight of her lower body swaying hypnotically behind her. She held his sides in her hands, giving his lightly toned abdomen an affectionate lick, intentionally stopping just where his waistband started. She smoothed her hand out over his figure, garnering a puzzled yet warm smile from Andre. It was unusual for him to be treated with such tenderness, especially from a girl like Lilith. And yet here she was, wordlessly praising his finely sculpted body.

Lilith found herself getting carried away and stopped, catching her breath and realizing how worked up she had been getting. The tabaxi placed her hands on Andre's hips and stared down to see what she was going to be working with.

Now, admittedly, this would be her first time as well...and there was no shame in such a thing. Saving oneself for a special someone tended to be a rarity in a world that endlessly chased casual loveless sex, and though she had lusted after people in the past, Lilith made a point to keep her virginity safe. She had no qualms about losing it together with Andre, none at all. But she also had no prior expectations or experience to go off of, so to speak.

Among those expectations were...well, size. Judging from the moderately sized lump beneath the boy's undergarments, she would not be disappointed...hopefully.

Lilith licked her lips anxiously and glanced up at Andre, who shared her excited yet nervous expression. He too was concerned about...well, size.

The first thought that came to her mind was to simply pull down his clothes with her hands. Her fingertips gently fiddled with his waistband, causing Andre to wince in preparation. He watched as she stalled with this action however; an idea had come to her mind.

In the next moment, Andre witnessed her lower her mouth to his waistband, smiling up at him as she locked her front teeth onto the fabric. She clearly wanted this to be fun and even a tad bit naughty, delivering a sultry gaze as she lifted her head back up and tugged away.

After some resistance, she managed to peel his cloth away and flinched as a shiny pink rod of flesh sprung up into view. Her pupils dilated with awe and fascination as she stared, watching it stand proudly just for her.

Andre felt a rush unlike any other he'd felt before. The sight of dear Lilith prowling before his manhood further fueled his attraction to her, fully feeling the love she had for him. He could see it in her eyes; she was absolutely head-over-heels for him, and her stunned expression was a testament to her own attraction to him.

Lilith gingerly placed her right hand around it, sending an instant jolt of pleasure through Andre's body. She blinked slowly and passionately, processing the sight of her lovely friend's treasure. Powerfully erect and pleasantly sized, this was completely hers to savor...she had drawn out this love-maker herself. Just the thought of her being the reason he was so hard filled her heart with glee, only to be quickly overshadowed by the overwhelming hunger she suddenly felt for Andre.

Her free hand gently massaged those soft furry spheres beneath his rod, causing the boy to shiver with pleasure again. He drowsily propped himself up on his elbows, smiling through his deep panting. "Lily...I love you...s-so much..."

His capacity for some witty romantic line or a raunchy slew of words was non-existent by now; he spoke only from the heart, and his heart could think of nothing else in those moments.

Lilith returned his sweet smile and gently stroked, taking her time with the boy to draw this out as long as she possibly could. She didn't bother attempting to respond verbally; for she felt the same way about words. Besides, it would be much more fun to show her love for him in a different way.

She opened her mouth and placed her lips over the tip of his head, lightly suckling and acquiring an initial taste of his cock. While not exactly something conventionally tasteful, the action and feeling behind servicing him made it all the more delicious. Her tongue licked away as she moved her head down further by just another inch, slowly advancing down his shaft.

Andre's eyes flickered as he watched, feeling butterflies in his stomach as this foreign sensation overtook his mind and body. At first, it was a rather uncomfortable vacuum effect that applied hot wet pressure on all fronts. But this discomfort was ephemeral; the pure ecstasy of the feeling was quick to drive away any uncertainty. Her steamy velvety mouth and tongue pressing against his manhood was what heaven must have felt like...

The girl lifted her mouth from his rod, catching her breath and allowing herself a brief respite. She looked to Andre and saw the caricature of delight on his young face, wiping her mouth on the back of her hand and smirking. "Shall I keep going, Andre?"

"Y-Yes! That felt amazing!" Andre exclaimed with glee, bearing the widest of grins on his muzzle. His eyes were glimmering like amethysts; he could not get enough of this new sensation. Even a cleric as devoted as himself held a deep longing for pleasure like this. Rarely, he would hide away and relieve this natural urge by himself--an act he felt a level of shame for. But this...this was so much better than hands.

Lilith softly caressed his member in her hand, tilting her head and eyeing him with a look of intensity; her mouth craved to be filled with his love once more. She happily obliged his desires and returned her maw to his crotch with haste.

This went on for some time. Only the soft moist sounds of slurping and wet stroking filled the silence of the room, occasionally accompanied by the blissful moans of the lucky boy receiving this sacred rite. For the moments where he managed to keep his eyes open and head up, Andre bit his lip and watched Lilith work her magic, mesmerized by her amateur performance.

The girl would glance up every now and then as well, meeting her lover's eyes as she engorged herself, gradually making a light mess of steamy saliva around the base of Andre's cock. The unique flavor and firm yet soft texture between her teeth and gums fueled her already high libido, sending waves of pleasure through her being. She ramped up the intensity of her performance, putting him deeper into her mouth and bobbing her head with rising frequency and speed. Short gasps of air and shaky moans squeezed out from between her lips and his rod, further adding to both of their enjoyment.

Lilith's hand subconsciously held her breast for a moment, fondling herself lustfully before trailing down between her legs. Her fingers eagerly touched away at her privates, feeling the material of her panties dampened from her own excitement. Her tail swayed with matching energy, feeling her growing ambition to seek out further sexual gratification with her partner.

She felt his throbbing rod touch the back of her mouth, causing her to gag on reaction. All the heated sucking and slurping came to a halt as she coughed, letting loose a torrent of saliva that drizzled down to his sack. Lilith took a few moments to regain her composure, resting her cheek on his hip; her lips still gently kissing the bottom of his shaft.

Andre's time in heaven was cut short by this, snapping out of his trance as he sat up with a worried expression. His voice cracked slightly, still weak from the blowjob he had been receiving. "L-Lilith? You okay?"

The girl smirked and rolled her eyes at herself. She'd gotten a little too excited and pushed him a bit farther than she could currently handle. She raised her head slightly and winked at Andre, giving his cock a lick like a lollipop. "Hehe...never been better, cutie."

Andre flinched lightly, sighing with relief. He loved the energy she was showing for this, but the last thing he wanted was for her to hurt herself. Still, he knew no wrong had been done; it was just a little hiccup. Admittedly, it was a rather pleasing hiccup to witness...

Lilith sat up and smoothed out the fur around her neck and chest. Her fingers gently rubbed his privates, rekindling the intimate atmosphere that had been briefly lost. She gave Andre a foxy glance and smiled, slowly standing up from the bed. "We should get just a little more comfortable, hm?"

Andre watched as she turned around and took a few short, slow steps away, slipping her thumbs around her panties. Her movement was especially slow and deliberate, bringing particular attention to her attractively shaped backside. The boy felt his heart throb even more intensely than before, gulping and holding back on any words or vocal noises. Deep down, he knew this was something he'd been longing to see for ages now. Even as a teen, he'd noticed how desirable Lilith's body was, with a special fixation on this beautiful rump before him. Again, he realized how lucky he was to score such a gorgeous woman.

Lilith could feel his eyes staring intently, even from behind her. She grinned with satisfaction and shook her head. Boys...so simple-minded, even her Andre wasn't immune to the most basic temptation of a supple bum. More than once, she had caught him sneaking a glance every now and then years ago. It was amusing to think of how far he had come from those days.

She slowly bent her knees and pushed down on her panties, sliding them down past her thighs. The boy was graced with a fully uncensored view of her lovely buttocks, perfectly shaped and round without fault. Her tail had been suspended in the air for some time now, even allowing a view of both her virgin entrance and tight anus, both of which sent a shiver down Andre's spine. It was almost like seeing something holy; a breathtaking sight not meant for a poor lowly cleric like himself.

He breathed through his mouth now, softly sighing with awe as his eyes greedily soaked in all of her glorious beauty. He hadn't even noticed that his hand had a steel grip around his cock, stroking himself to the sight of her naked body.

Lilith turned her head over her shoulder and giggled, keeping her knees slightly bent so as to puff out her prized backside ever so slightly. She immediately noticed him pleasuring himself and blushed harder, taking this a most sincere form of flattery. "Enjoying the view I see..."

This went completely over Andre's head, who remained stroking himself with starry eyes. He blinked several times and looked at Lilith, realizing what he was doing and stopped immediately. The boy blushed and looked down, weakly smiling and murmuring something unintelligible to himself. And to think he was a good religious boy just a few hours ago...how shameful!

Lilith turned around and slyly strutted over to him, softly lifting his face up to look at her. She held his chin between her fingers and gave him a coy smile, whispering with a gentle firmness to her tone, "Now take that thing off already, boy."

She left him with a provocative kiss, leaving him to do as she had commanded. Her voice made the cleric visibly shudder, even feeling his manhood twitch in reaction. He obeyed and stood from the bed slowly, keeping his eyes on her as she stepped back to allow him some space. Andre could see it in her eyes; she wanted him, possibly even more than he desired her.

His lips curled into an embarrassed smile, taking delight in her tangibly growing lust for his body. He sauntered away from the bedside and stood beside the candlelight on the nightstand and turned around, facing away from his lover so as to hide his tomato-red face. He was almost certain that the pure excitement and longing within would give him a heart attack at some point...or less dramatically, a nosebleed.

Lilith snickered quietly as she watched him turn away, knowing he was hiding his shame from her. She'd more or less gotten over her shyness, but she remained patient and found his timid nature rather cute. Assisting him in shedding that timidness was all the more fun, too.

The girl's smile slowly faded the longer she watched him, feeling an insatiable craving swell within her being as she observed him carefully undressing. The boy hesitated briefly with his fingers around his waistband before gaining the courage to remove himself from this last article of clothing.

Lilith very softly bit her lip, observing his healthy youthful figure from behind. Slim yet finely toned musculature, consistently saturated and smooth fur...Andre certainly looked quite different without all the robes and gear attached to his gracefully lithe body. She was equally wowed by his supple callipygian bottom and legs; the source of her ever-swelling lust for the boy.

Andre stepped out of his undergarments and lightly nudged them away with his foot. He held his head down and closed his eyes, smiling gleefully to himself as he stretched his arms out above his head, arching his back slightly and balancing on his toes. He could feel her eyes piercing into him like daggers from behind, anxious to know what she was thinking.

Sinister thoughts crept into Lilith's mind the longer she watched, biting down harder onto her lip. Her deepest inner longing slowly corrupted her heart, feeling a fierce sexual drive cloud her train of thought. Kinky, taboo fetishes overpowered what were once generically tame desires, and she fought the urge to act upon the darkness within her heart.

Lilith calmed herself and closed her eyes, shaking her head. It was best not to indulge herself in thoughts like that, as much as she wanted to. She took a long breath of air and smiled, waiting for Andre to face her.

The boy turned around and met her eyes, still blushing intensely but smiling with more confidence than before. He came before her and took her hands in his own, looking up at her pretty face. She was still a bit taller than him; a trait he would never outgrow, nor would he ever complain about.

They spent a few moments simply gazing at each other's nude bodies, sharing their silent enjoyment together; he basked within her feminine appeal, and she relished his tender well built physique. They toyed with each other's hands provocatively, almost as if to goad the other into making a move.

Lilith felt obligated to continue the theme of her taking the lead, but to her surprise, Andre's hands unlocked from hers. He held her arms, quietly trailing his grip outwardly from himself before reaching her shoulders. She looked into his eyes lovingly as his hands softly glided down the sides of her body, stopping at her waist and gently gripping onto her.

The boy tilted his head to the side and pulled her closer to him, resting his cheek against her chest. He let out a cozy sigh, hugging himself against her shapely figure. Instinctively, Lilith brought her arms around Andre, holding him dearly and running her hands through his hair. She silently kissed the top of his head, feeling the two of them purring in unison.

This kind gesture of affection soon took a more intimate turn, with Andre brushing his lips over her neck and chest, leaving small kisses everywhere. His hands shifted down from her waist to her hips, treating himself to her lovely curves. She more than welcomed his groping; his delicate hands touched her with such fascination, and she could feel his affinity for her by this alone.

Lilith joined her lover in his aroused behavior, bringing his head back up to hers and passionately kissing him. The two stumbled around for a short time, too busy celebrating their love for each other to focus on something as trivial as stable footwork. Their heated makeout brought them back to the inviting cushion of the bed, with Lilith falling on her back as Andre lay atop her. They spent the next few minutes exploring each other's mouths, hardly giving themselves any downtime to catch their breath.

They both lost themselves, indulging in this carnal ceremony between man and woman. Blissful moans and whimpering were sprinkled between the heated sounds of kissing and heavy panting. For every smooch planted, every lustful squeeze, and every heated lick, the essence of their fervent love and emotions for each other was ever present.

Eventually, Andre managed to pull himself off of the girl. He sat up as he gasped for air, overwhelmed with the intensity of it all. Lilith lay her head back and held a hand on her chest, easing her frenzied panting. Though neither wanted to stop, they definitely needed this brief moment of rest.

Andre smiled sweetly at the girl beneath him. He no longer saw just a very close friend at this point. No, before him lay his true soulmate; his future wife. Every bit of her heavenly body, every ounce of her love, all of it was for him. And in return, he gladly gave every bit of his own body, every ounce of his own love to her and her alone. The sheer happiness he felt in this moment was unmatched by any other point in his life...

Lilith returned his loving gaze, looking at this sweet and wonderful boy above her. She'd always held a soft spot for Andre...his gentle, kindhearted soul completed her adventurous, untamed spirit. He was indeed meant for her, as she was meant for him. She kept her legs spread, inviting her partner warmly with a blushy smile.

Andre could feel the climax of their evening together approaching. She was ready for his love to be unleashed within her, and he was ready to give her all he had to offer. He rested a hand on her plush thigh, taking hold of his manhood with his other hand. He looked down at her entrance, softly glistening with a lovely clear fluid that welcomed his presence within her. He felt his breathing halt as he aimed himself, preparing to begin the true lovemaking.

Lilith winced and braced herself, feeling her legs tremble. It was still nerve wracking to be deflowered like this, even by the person she loved with all of her heart. She'd never given thought as to how she wanted to lose her virginity; all she knew was that it needed to be special. This was special, no doubt, but...she needed a little something extra to spice it up and really make this night memorable.

"A-Andre?" Lilith suddenly blurted out. Andre immediately paused and gave her his full attention, willing to listen to whatever she needed to say. The girl gulped and took a moment to build up the courage to speak her mind. "W-Would you get some things from the nightstand first?"

Andre glanced over his shoulder to look where she requested. He slowly got off from her and approached the nightstand, bending over and pulling out the top drawer. He searched inside for only a moment or two before looking back to Lilith. His voice was noticeably puzzled. "There's, um...just some rope. And a black cloth thingy..."

Lilith felt her heart thud as she sat up, smiling suggestively through her blush. "I know, bring them over here please."

Innocent (or ignorant) as he was, Andre simply did not understand the meaning of these...tools. He grabbed the cloth and rope and neatly bundled it up, noting the soft cotton to be far less coarse than standard hemp usually used for ropes. He came back to Lilith holding both items and smiled politely, holding up the cloth and asking with very clear uncertainty, "Is this a headband or something?"

There was a long pause. Lilith almost felt like laughing just watching Andre attempting to make sense of it all. He really wasn't joking or pulling her leg; she could see it in his almost apologetic smile. The poor boy was trying his best!

"Close, but not exactly..." Lilith answered as she pulled herself to the edge of the bed, sitting in front of where he stood. She guided his hands to unfold the cloth and reveal its length, looking up at him and smiling coyly. "It's a blindfold, Andre. You know, sort of like Rimmon's?"

The cleric nodded slowly and blinked a few times. His weak smile grew a little wider, feeling rather silly for not knowing that. "Ah I see...but, um...why do you have these in your nightstand, Lily?"

"Th-They're not mine, actually. Someone must've left them behind, I dunno..." Lilith's response was lightning fast. She didn't have the heart to tell him that this was something she'd internally lusted after for some time now, tying herself up when she was certain she was alone. It didn't always end well though; one time, she'd gotten so hopelessly trapped in her rope that she had to waddle downstairs and be freed by the innkeeper.

Lilith tilted her head and clasped her hands around Andre's, giving him an affectionate smile. "I love you...I want this to be fun. If you're okay with doing this, I'd really like to give this a try, Andre. Would you put these on me?"

Andre's smile faded as an upset expression came over his face, cocking his head and whining with a saddened tone, "Why do you want the blindfold though? You don't want to look at me?"

Lilith felt her heart drop at his words. She shook her head as she scrambled to explain herself. "H-Huh? No, no Andre! It's not about that, heh, j-just uh..."

The boy chuckled and nodded his head, interrupting her worried rambling. "I know, I know. I'm just playing around, Lily."

The girl rolled her eyes and sighed, breaking into a short laugh. She nudged her head against his chest, relieved he wasn't that innocent. Andre caressed her hair and raised her chin to look up, smiling reassuringly. "If it'll make this better for you, sure. I'm a little...dumb, though. I don't get how it's supposed to feel better."

Lilith hadn't expected him to understand why something taboo like this was enjoyable for some people. She thought of a way to exemplify the unique sensation, taking the blindfold from his hands and straightening it. She reached up and held it in front of his face, pausing with a polite smile as if to ask for his permission. Andre was a little hesitant at first, but he accepted a moment later, fully trusting of his lover.

So she placed the cloth over his eyes, tying it to fit comfortably around his head. She sat back and watched as he stood like a statue, seeming lost as to whether or not he should be doing something. Lilith smirked to herself and extended her hands out to him, gingerly touching his pectorals and feeling him flinch on reaction. She massaged his chest and slowly brought her hands all around his torso. "It's sort of like a nice surprise when you don't know what's gonna happen. You don't know where you'll be touched, how hard, how soft...you're at your partner's mercy, kinda."

"Oooh, I-I think I'm beginning to understand a little." Andre murmured as he purred, relishing her restrained yet eager fondling. His erection twitched briefly, catching the attention of the girl, who saw this as a good signal. She slowly removed her hands from his body and back up, quietly positioning herself on her hands and knees with deliberation.

Andre's head looked about, despite not being able to see anything through the blindfold. "...Lilith? You still there?"

She grinned as she prowled towards him, opening her mouth and suddenly slipping her lips back over his extended cock. This earned a pleasantly surprised squeak out of the boy, who's heart jumped with shocked enjoyment. He giggled as he felt her sweet mouth envelop around his rod, purring loudly with delight.

Lilith moved her head upwards, slowly slipping her tight lips off from his manhood with a satisfying moist pop at the end. She gave his abdomen sensational licks, trailing up past his chest until she reached his soft lips, meeting him in a passionate kiss.

That was all it took. Andre definitely got part of the appeal now. No denying that.

She broke the kiss and gently removed the blindfold, revealing the clerics' enormously dilated pupils, filled with fascination with this erotic practice. She wore a smug grin, raising her brow at him. "Nice, isn't it?"

Andre beamed at her; a newfound resolve to carry out this fetish to the best of his ability had become a priority now. He would be more than willing to provide her with the same gratifying pleasure she'd just given to him. He held up the rope in his hand, bringing it to Lilith's attention.

She felt that this part of the kink was mostly self explanatory; no example would be necessary here. Besides, she was getting a little impatient. Her womanhood was still waiting for him, making her legs tremble subtly with lustful anticipation. She simply motioned towards the bedframe by flicking her head in its direction, smiling seductively at him.

Andre nodded, understanding exactly what she wanted. He too was getting somewhat antsy, wishing to start what he had come so close to doing just a few minutes ago.

So the two of them had settled on this relatively tame application of bondage. They made the necessary preparations, with Lilith crawling towards the top of the bed and resting her head back, and Andre taking the tools with him and coming to her side. He fluffed down her pillow and adjusted it; a little extra detail that Lilith greatly appreciated.

As he tied her wrists against the wooden bedframe, his eyes slowly glossed over her beautiful body before meeting her gaze again. She kept her view locked onto him the entire time; he noted an anxious intensity to her eyes he'd not seen before. Something about tying his lover down like this and restricting her freedom felt morally questionable...in a good way, oddly enough.

All that was left now was the blindfold. Andre fixed the cloth as best as he could and brought it to her eyes, pausing momentarily and exchanging a loving smile with Lilith. He tied it around her head, and she was submerged in darkness.

Andre backed up and observed his handiwork. A sexy, curvaceous tabaxi lay trapped on the bed, lacking any sort of vision or knowledge of what he could do next as well as being totally powerless to stop him. Her lip was curled in excited desire, even murmuring with a blatantly horny and shameless tone, "N-Now...use me...".

The boy gulped and scooted closer, fully intent on carrying out her wishes. He rested his hands on her thighs, making her flinch and whimper. He paused for a moment, causing Lilith to giggle and apologize. "...S-Sorry..."

Andre grinned and shook his head, finding her eagerness to be cute. This gave him an idea...rather than aiming to insert himself so soon, he backed up and rested on his belly, placing his head between her legs comfortably.

Lilith felt his hot breathing just inches above her privates and shuddered, knowing what would come next. She had no way of bracing herself for this, feeling exposed and trapped beneath the rope around her wrists.

Andre examined her vulva for a brief moment. Such a smooth, clean gateway to her tunnel. Being this close to it made his appetite for her grow larger, licking his lips and preparing himself for what he was about to do. The tension was palpable, keeping Lilith on edge.

He closed his eyes and relinquished any hesitation. He puckered his lips and planted a single, intimate kiss on her womanhood, taking time to leave a good impression. Lilith squealed quietly and raised her chin with delight. Her arms rattled for a moment, held back by their restraints.

Andre opened his eyes and glanced up, watching her go crazy over his kiss. A smile slowly spread over his muzzle, pleased to see her reaction. He was going to be okay; he was doing great it seemed. With this assurance, he let loose and continued this foreplay, softly smooching her entrance and purring.

The girl's mouth hung open as a series of gentle moans and whimpering flowed from within, carrying the bliss of the feeling through the air. Her chin raised up as this lovely, almost ticklish sensation made her body quiver. Her legs squirmed, but Andre had a secure grip on them, keeping her in control as he serviced her fetish.

Soon, Andre felt the need to take things a step further and lifted his face. His muzzle was slightly dampened now, thanks to Lilith's excitement down there. He planted a few small kisses on her inner thighs and gave them a squeeze; hearing the girl's sensual moaning was reward enough for him. Her scent was gentle, but ever present and growing stronger by the second. He finally took this extra step further by extending his tongue from his lips and precariously grazed her vulva with it.

Lilith was taken off guard by this and howled out loud, quickly lowering her tone and gritting her teeth. "G-God...!" What a lovely sensation...a steamy hot tongue brushing the length of her entrance, firing off a bout of delightfully carnal pleasure that was only further strengthened by Andre's affectionately greedy grip on her thighs...

Meanwhile, Andre worked his tongue tirelessly. His eyes had shut, fully focused on this girl's delicious treasure. In the same vein as Lilith's experience with the boy, Andre found the taste to be unexpectedly addictive. Not conventionally tasteful, but so erotically pleasing. His tail slithered about behind him, high on the ecstasy of sex.

The boy took a pause at long last, raising his head and sighing deeply. He watched as Lilith's ecstatic moaning turned to soft whimpering and the strained muscles around her neck relaxed. Anytime he looked at her face or heard those arousing little sounds she made, his soul was filled with glee. He quietly massaged her legs, tilting his head and looking over her healthy breasts and slender naval with just as much fascination and love as the first time he'd seen them.

Lilith was left wanting more, shifting around in her restraints and murmuring out to her partner. "Mmmnn...Andre...Andre...?" Her head subtly looked around as though she would eventually see his comforting gaze in the darkness of the blindfold.

To her surprise, she actually did see his comforting gaze; just not in the darkness of the blindfold. Her vision was restored as Andre gently slipped the blindfold up a tad bit, just enough to see her eyes. He smiled warmly at her, moving his face closer to hers and planting a delicate kiss on her lips. Lilith felt somewhat relieved to see him oddly enough; the heartfelt love from seeing her Andre was just as fulfilling as the lustful bliss she derived from the kinkiness of bondage.

He didn't lower her blindfold though. The boy left her vision unrestricted as he slowly crawled back down her body; his half-lidded eyes twinkling at her with lewd intent. Lilith could only watch on with wide eyes as he rested his face between her legs, blinking slowly and smiling while his hands softly rubbed her furry thighs.

Now she understood why he'd left the blindfold up; it was no accident. Andre wanted her to watch, and his smug expression showed this intent with little subtlety.

His wonderfully soft tongue and lips were pleasing enough as it was, but seeing his vibrant eyes innocently gazing at her while he licked away added something special to the experience. Lilith loved watching him enjoy himself, panting and smiling at him proudly as though to encourage his service.

Andre hugged onto her hips tightly, softly moaning to himself. The sound of Lilith's squealing and whimpering made his already strong erection even firmer, in addition to the satisfying foreplay. His legs twisted together tightly as if to offer some small release of this fierce sexual tension.

The boy had to breathe, lifting his head up from her crotch and gulping in air. He struggled to calm himself for a moment, all while Lilith felt a sigh of pleasure leave her mouth. The sensation had become far too much to handle; she feared she may have been getting a little too loud. During this small time of rest, she watched as the younger tabaxi cleaned his lips with his tongue. He looked about finished with all of this foreplay, itching to go all the way.

Andre met her eyes again; no cutesy smiles or drawn out gazes of love were exchanged this time. They both shared the same intense desire for the same thing. No words necessary, no further stalling allowed...

The boy hurriedly brought himself back up to the top of the bed beside her, untying her left hand and freeing her arm only to immediately pull it over to her right side, much to Lilith's delighted surprise. He moved with restless haste, tying her left hand to her right and causing her to lay on her side. The girl watched all of this with rising interest, gulping hard as she saw the determination in his eyes. She moved her knees closer to her chest, having already gotten a good idea of how he wanted to do this now.

Amid his frantic horny rush, Andre paused and leaned close to her, murmuring with a little chuckle, "Oh yeah, forgot about this.". He reached to her face and began pulling the cloth back down over her eyes.

But Lilith had outgrown the blindfold by now; she lusted after something that was perhaps even more indulgent and taboo in its nature. "W-Wait! Not over my eyes..." She made sure she had his attention before softening her voice, informing her lover of the new idea with a longing look. "P-Put it in my mouth...like a gag."

As expected, Andre's initial reaction was that of shock. He'd come to understand the appeal of the blindfold and the rope, but...a gag? Now she wasn't asking him to do something abhorrent or undeniably wrong, and she hadn't forced him to do any of this to begin with. It was just something he simply didn't quite get the appeal of, but there was no time to dwell on it for too long. If it's what she wanted, he would gladly do it. He trusted her with the rope and blindfold, so this could only be something good too. Besides...he was super horny now, and he didn't want to wait any longer.

He nodded his head and smiled. "Okay, if you want it, sure."

The boy slipped the cloth down past her eyes, pausing as Lilith opened her mouth. A nearly inaudible gasp came from her lips, silently begging for that addictively naughty feeling the gag would bring. Andre observed her eagerly obedient behavior and gently placed it in her mouth, tying it around the back of her neck just loose enough to easily undo it. He took a moment to look at her, so shamelessly content in her fetishistic restraints...so unbelievably alluring in her vulnerability...

Andre placed himself back to his former spot, on his knees before her figure. He looked down at her plump bottom, laying there on its' side as though it were calling to him. At once he put his left hand on it, softly feeling her asset with short keen breaths. Lilith's tail thudded quietly against the bed, not used to having someone else's hands touch her back there. She could sense through his excited groping that this was something Andre had been waiting for, and she purred through the gag between her teeth.

While the cleric helped himself to her lovely backside with his left hand, he took hold of his penis with his right hand and aimed himself between her legs. Though he intended to ease his way into her awaiting vulva, his mind still lingered on the girl's beautiful butt...his temptation momentarily overtook him, bringing his hand to move his cock past her womanhood and to prod lightly at her tight virgin anus, with little success at entry.

This earned a sharp gasp from Lilith. She felt her heart jump, though she did not recoil from his advance. A bold move from the boy, very bold indeed.

Andre snapped out of his lust momentarily and looked up at her, seeing the wide-eyed look of surprise on her face. While he hadn't necessarily done anything wrong, he felt as though he were out of line for even suggesting such a practice. "S-Sorry..."

Lilith had no response. She gulped and gave him a brief reassuring smile, indicating her dismissal of the action. Inwardly, she found his self-control remarkable...after all, she was bound up and entirely at his mercy. She knew he was too considerate to be selfish and cause her discomfort like that, but...even she was curious about that particular action now. He seemed rather vexed by the prospect of putting it there; even the "purehearted" cleric had taboo desires of his own it seemed...

Andre aligned his rod with her proper entrance, taking a deep breath and putting aside those kinky thoughts. He gingerly grazed his tip against her lips, earning a soft moan from the girl. She felt absolutely amazing! And he wasn't even inside of her yet; this was going to be a magical experience...

The boy held his breath and slowly pushed his hips in, feeling just the very tip of his rod squeeze past her entrance with relative ease and forcing out a shaky exhale from Lilith. He was met with some resistance shortly after, halting his progress to be safe. When he received no objections or pleas from the girl, he continued.

Lilith appreciated his slow and cautious approach, but even with this glacial pace, the sensation of this foreign object attempting entry was nerve wracking. She winced and bit lightly onto the gag in her mouth; this was so different from using her fingers...

Not even for a second did Andre ever grow impatient and force his way in. Just a little further, bit by bit, pausing often and waiting for any potential request to stop. He retracted his hips often only to push back in with mildness, assisting with coaxing her stubbornly tight tunnel to accept his rock hard gift.

His patience was well rewarded soon enough. Andre let out all the air he was holding in with an extended groan that harbored all the sexual desire in his being, joined by Lilith in a sensual duet of pleased vocalizing. The boy's cock felt intense pressure on all sides, being constricted in a euphoric wet cushion of fiery warmth, complete with the tantalizing sensation of his hips and sack mashing against Lilith's gloriously thick thighs and butt.

Lilith clenched her teeth, biting much harder on the gag now and losing the ability to keep her eyes open from the body-quaking rush of feelings. Her arms viciously tugged at her restraints purely by subconscious reflex, overwhelmed by the sudden fulfillment of an inner vacancy she never knew she held. The basic primal drive for sex in her being was suddenly rushed to the forefront ahead of all other emotions and priorities; this was happening here and now, and there would be no interruptions.

Andre locked eyes with his lover, sharing the exact same sentiments. All other feelings and concepts seemed so trivial now in the heat of passion. All that mattered was the completion of this ancient libidinous mating ritual...the ultimate convergence of their mutual love and lust.

And so the boy embraced this powerfully vivid drive, firmly gripping her exposed buttcheek and thrusting into her with conviction. Lilith let out a muffled yelp, feeling her whole body shake every time his heated phallus ravaged her tunnel, whimpering at each instance his hips clashed against her jiggling bottom.

Gone were any reasons to remain cautious and meticulous; Andre fully embraced their need for pleasure and worked himself into a spirited yet controlled pace, huffing as his crotch clapped against the tabaxi. A wonderful tingling sensation took hold of his genitals, urging him on with the reward of a steamy white eruption waiting just ahead.

Lilith's deep heavenly moaning turned to higher pitched cries of uncontrollable bliss when she felt the boy speed up. She felt him squeeze her ass with hunger, followed by her waist suddenly being groped by his other needy hand, holding her shapely lower body in place as he thrusted vigorously. Slippery wet sounds of fiercely passionate sex filled the empty air between her moaning and his intense panting, completing this erotic symphony of carnal indulgence.

Two bodies of flesh becoming one, two hearts beating with love in unity, two souls meant for each other, waltzing in this dreamy state of existence...

Then all at once, Lilith felt this relentless pounding cease. She immediately opened her eyes and looked at the boy, still clenching onto the gag; there better had been a good reason for stopping so suddenly like this!

It turned out the reason was good; very good, in fact. Andre withdrew his shaft from the girl, emitting a shaky aroused sigh as he slid one arm beneath her thigh. She felt him lifting up and submitted to his desire, shifting from laying on her side to sprawling out on her belly. She quickly propped herself up on her knees; her hands remained tied to the bed frame, now directly in front of her head as though she were in prayer.

She gave a look over her shoulder at him with wild eyes, watching as his equally tense eyes ogled at her fully exposed ass. Still dripping with excitement, Lilith gently swayed her hips side to side, presenting her mate with her coveted butt, wiggling invitingly to the boy as a ravenous grin came over her seductive face.

Her tail brushed against his toned abdomen, coaxing him to use her as he pleased. It was an offer only he could be given; a privilege bestowed only to the boy alone, and he knew it.

Andre's hands slid over both her cheeks, fondling with fervent affection. He squeezed them with reverence, worshiping the unmatched beauty of his lover's perfect body. His eyes glided from her plump backside up to her thin waist, noticing attractive dimples on her lower back. His vision continued up to meet her starry gaze, locking eyes with her as he re-entered her vagina, watching as her eyes flickered and listening to the feminine moan escaping the gag between her lips.

There was a brief moment of calmness between the two. Andre's previously horny expression had become one of gentle love, bearing a sweet smile as he tilted his head. He loved her so much...words were not enough. Just from the look he'd given her, Lilith understood and reciprocated his feelings, though admittedly, it was a little hard to show that through the gag.

The boy's hands gripped her waist, placing his thumbs over the dimples on her back as though they were little handles meant for this sort of thing. Slowly, the pushing began again, evolving beyond to full-on thrusting like before.

Lilith turned her head back around and winced; her mouth hung ajar as she drooled on her gag. The bed creaked audibly now, indicative of the passion behind Andre's brazen movements. Her hands balled up into fists, trembling with insurmountable ecstasy. Feeling his hot thighs and hips slamming against her butt, his smooth shaft stretching out her tunnel, his deeply focused huffs and panting...it was total sensory overload. She could feel a spectacular orgasm building up within, provoked by the very person who had started all of this as a shy little cleric, now an aroused young man giving his lady exactly what she wanted exactly how she wanted it.

The raging bonfire of their love was fully ablaze, burning within their beating hearts. The thrusting gave way to powerful pumping, jolting Lilith's entire body with each push. Andre's grip on her only tightened as he grit his teeth, feeling a sudden burst of refined enthusiasm that kept his hips strong. Lilith's eyes had been shut for some time now, visualizing the boy's solid dick filling her to the brim with his precious seed, picturing the lewd sexy expression on his face as he pumped her hole with loving aggression, imagining making love like this every night with her future husband...

Everything was a hazy blur to Lilith; sounds muffled and heart beating with pure passion. Her voice sounded distant to her own ears, alternating between soft panting and occasional moaning...

It was happening. Her dream had come true.

All at once, everything came together within her. The overwhelming happiness, the physical pleasure, the spiritual fulfillment, the emotional security...she was not going to last much longer at all; any second now, she would climax. That fiery passion she had felt when she confessed her undying love for Andre had returned, injected in her blissful and amorous moaning. The boy leaned over her body and hugged his arms around her chest, embracing his lover and pumping as fast as he could go; his hot breath making the back of her neck tingle. Even through her maddening pleasure, even through the gag drenched in her hot saliva, she managed to cry out one word as the grand finale approached:

"Andre...I-I...Andre...!"

Lilith felt a ludicrously hot sensation dominate her body as she orgasmed, ascending her state of consciousness to one of pure heaven. Relentless muscle spasms in her vagina made her entire body quake with bliss, squealing out effeminately as her juices soaked her lover's pulsing cock. Her knees quivered under the weight of this immensely powerful rhapsody of sexual fulfillment, and her fists clenched as tightly as her teeth.

Andre's pumping gradually slowed to a halt, and he opened his eyes. The girl still trembled; her squealing had turned to faint whimpers still bearing the ever-present ecstasy of her climax. He felt the fruits of her labor coating his heated cock, yet his own fruit was notably absent from her tunnel.

He had come quite close to achieving his own orgasm, but feeling the weakness in her body beneath his own made him yield. Witnessing Lilith experience that massive burst of euphoric mania almost acted like a wake-up call of sorts, and he was reminded of what he was working towards by engaging in intercourse with her, as well as what that climax would achieve if he went through with it...

Despite his longing to go on, despite everything that had happened that night...Andre was still just a boy. A very young man, with a whole life full of experiences ahead of him and plenty of maturing left to do. A very young man who still bound himself in servitude of the gods and his friends...a very young man who was not ready for the responsibility of potentially raising a little child between him and his lover.

The cleric's eyes closed as he quietly sighed, rising up from the comfortable position atop Lilith's back. He wished he hadn't had such an epiphany now, not when he was so close. Had he done the right thing? Had he let Lilith down by refusing her his sacred gift? He could have just kept the fire alive, properly finishing their passionate dance together by claiming the girl now and forever with his seed...instead, his hesitation brought about a poignant realization.

Lilith's panting had calmed for the most part, seizing control of herself at last. She kept her head lowered and breathed slowly, feeling the sweet satisfaction that came after the storm of intense pleasure. She smiled to herself with joy, feeling her Andre's lovely rod withdraw from her deflowered tunnel.

But her smile gradually disappeared when she felt no further warmth inside of her; an absence of his long-anticipated cream. She turned her head over her shoulder and met the boy's eyes, searching for the answer to a question she didn't have to ask him.

Andre wore a charmingly sweet smile, looking calm and collected. His eyes had a lovely shiny quality to them in the candlelight. He scooted over to her side, quietly untying her restraints and removing the gag from her mouth. When he spoke, his voice carried a tranquil tone that communicated his feelings clearly. "You should rest after all of that, Lilith..."

She blinked slowly at him as she sat back on her knees, tilting her head in silence. Her lips wavered briefly, wanting to smile at him but not finding the willpower to do so. Inwardly, she came to understand why he had held back in the heat of the moment, but still...in spite of all the amazing sensations and feelings their time in bed had brought, that one last event being left for another time was...disappointing, for lack of a better word. It must have been frustrating for the boy to rob himself of a pleasure that only she got to experience.

But she knew in her heart that he had done only what he believed to be the right thing. Perhaps it was the right thing to do; there was more than just temporary satisfaction to consider here. In the moment, she did not have that better judgment. But Andre did indeed still have that clarity...she admired the willpower behind sacrificing the culmination of his own pleasure, understanding the good intentions behind doing so.

Lilith managed to smile at him after this brief musing, wishing to tell him that it was okay for holding back, that she was not upset or disappointed. But she knew it would be unnecessary reassurance. He offered no apology, because no apology was needed.

Andre brought his face to hers and affectionately kissed her, lingering for a short while after and leaving a complimentary peck on her nose before cooing with a content voice, "...I love you."

Lilith's smile widened at this. This sort of connection was something she sorely needed. And now she finally had it, devoted to giving this tabaxi all of her love in exchange for his own. She watched as he stood from the bed, stretching out with a little sigh at the end. The girl lay on her side, resting her head beneath her hand and gazing at him from behind. Her emotions were still somewhat restless, with her already major attraction to him heightened by his sincerity and politeness.

The boy quietly walked over to where his undergarments lay sprawled on the smooth wooden floor, abandoned and left behind for greater things. The cooler open air around his gradually softening manhood felt relieving, getting some much needed downtime. He crouched down to pick them up; his mind continued to dwell on his earlier thoughts, knowing there was still much to learn and many questions left to ask himself.

Alas, he shrugged it off for now. He would not burden himself tonight, for it was tomorrow's matter to deal with. Rather, he busied his mind with other thoughts. Things would never be the same between him and Lilith. Perhaps it would be best not to immediately show off his lover to the rest of their friends; something told him to keep this relationship low-profile for the time being.

Andre smiled to himself. He was closer to some friends than he was with others, but he still generally knew all of them well...which is why he was amused at the realization that he had zero clue as to how any of them would react to his new mate. Would they laugh? Would they cheer? Was it something they'd always expected?

He shook his head and snickered softly, standing back up and preparing to get back into his undergarments. The boy needed to wake up early again if he wished to prepare more treats for Lilith in the morning. Maybe he should switch it up for tomorrow, just as a tame and humble celebration of their newfound devotion to each other...yes, that sounded lovely! He couldn't wait to see the look on her face when she saw what he was going to make for her...

The boy flinched suddenly as he felt two furry hands slither over his shoulders from behind, crossing in an X shape over his chest. He felt Lilith's taller body press against his back in a soothing embrace, seeing her smiling face appear by his side. She gave his cheek a kiss, following up with another one to his neck right after. She nuzzled him warmly and ran her fingers through the fur on his chest. Andre chuckled as he dropped the underwear in his hands and held onto her arms, leaning his head against her. "Hehe, hi Lily."

"Hi yourself, cutie." Lilith mumbled with her muzzle smushed against his neck, longingly giving his pectorals a lovely massage. Andre let out a happy sigh, pleased to feel her comforting warm naval against his lower back and her plump breasts against his upper back. His tail wrapped around her waist affectionately while he reveled in her cozy grasp.

The girl ventured deeper into this little intimate display, nipping lightly at the fur on his neck and leaning further against him to slide her hands further down his torso. The boy's light purring slowly gave way to silent heated breaths of air, letting out soft sighs as a result of this lovely stimulation. She placed her hands on his waist and groped his hips, feeling his petite lithe build and giving the back of his neck a possessive lick.

Andre could not resist her advances and moaned; his face contorted with a mix of pleasure and surprise. This behavior took him off guard to say the least. He held onto her as if to keep him standing steady, feeling a growing sense of fuzziness in his legs. His manhood lightly twitched, beginning to rise once more. He felt her bite his neck again and quietly gasped, having trouble keeping his eyes open as he murmured with a voice notably weak with blooming arousal, "L-Lily...?"

"Shhh..." Lilith hushed him with a sly grin. She knew exactly what she was doing. Her left hand slowly slithered off to meet with his shaft, gripping it and stroking provocatively. He wasn't too far gone yet; he was already hardening up for her again. She listened to his increasingly strained breathing turn to libidinous panting and widened her smile. "...come."

The girl began walking backwards, pulling Andre along with her. She continued to nip at his neck, squeezing his cock with fervor as they made their way back to the bed. There was no release for the boy however; Lilith took a seat on the edge and pulled him down with her, cradling his back against her chest and setting him on her warm lap.

Andre did not resist, allowing his lover to hold him so. The feeling was...strange. He could feel Lilith alternating between amorously kissing and playfully biting his neck, all while stroking his cock and hugging her other free arm around his chest, keeping him locked in her needy grasp. Though the prospect of being treated like this seemed rather taboo in nature, he found himself greatly enjoying the feeling. It satisfied some deep-rooted longing within his being, filling an obscure void he never knew he had.

Lilith brought her mouth to his ear, whispering with a seductive voice, "C'mon, I know you like this...we're not finished yet, are we?"

She gave his body a light squeeze, sending a hot shudder through him. The boy gulped and answered as though he were responding to some kind of scolding meant for a child, "...N-No, not yet."

"Good, good..." Lilith grinned deviously, loosening her grip on his rod. She glanced over to her left, locating the rope from earlier and reaching out to grab it. Andre was still in a state of euphoria, remaining docile in her lap. So she had no problem with tying his hands up in front of him; an action which the cleric accepted with anxious curiosity.

His bound hands fell to his thighs when she finished, and he remained seated until he felt a soft push from Lilith urging him to stand. He reluctantly left her wonderfully snug lap and got on his feet once more, looking down at his new restraints. His heart was beating faster now, cautiously intrigued about what this entailed. He knew that he was no longer in control, aware of the consensual power shift. Now, Andre was naturally submissive to his friends and allies, doing whatever they needed or asked of him and going about it in a kind manner. It was simply his role as a supportive healer as well as just a part of who he was. Still, he felt a strangely special sort of arousal from the restraints...

Lilith appeared by his side, seeming larger than before now that she was in a more dominant position. She slowly made her way around and stood before him, gently lifting his chin with her fingertip and making him meet her eyes. The boy saw an insatiable thirst in her perverse leer, making him gulp timidly and blush hard. Just that lecherous look alone distinctly conveyed her intent to do very lewd things to him. She spoke with a teasingly polite voice, "That cute little face can't hide what you really want, kitty. I can play naughty too, you know..."

Andre shyly averted his gaze for a moment, feeling his already blushing face turn even hotter. Her words struck a chord, embarrassing him while also fueling his desire for Lilith to continue this lustful yet caring treatment. He felt her hand cup his chin and gently bring his eyes back to her.

Lilith smiled adoringly at him, cooing with a more loving tone, "Hey, Andre...we're just having fun. Tell me to stop if you need me to, yeah?"

The boy shook his head gently and smiled back, wishing to assure the girl of his willful compliance. "It's okay, Lilith. You were right...I, um, like this...so far." He leaned his cheek into her palm, blinking slowly at her and maintaining his smile even through his intense blush.

Lilith nodded slowly and sighed; her sweet caring smile remained for some time before that ravenously kinky grin creeped back over her muzzle. She suddenly slipped her thumb past Andre's lips and into his mouth, much to the young tabaxi's surprise. His eyes widened and he briefly froze up, feeling the girl move her thumb about and make itself right at home in his hot velvety mouth.

She gently retracted it from his mouth, returning it back just a second later. The boy remained subservient, allowing her to toy with him for whatever amount of time she intended to do this for. Not once did her eyes leave his gaze, looking down on him with satisfaction as she nodded approvingly. "Mm, good. Good boy..."

Andre felt her hand push his cheek, urging the rest of his body to go along and turn around. He was left with only a moment of suspense before being playfully shoved by Lilith, emitting a yelp that was cut short by his face being flattened against the bed. His bound arms lay helplessly beneath his chest, with his lower body remaining propped up and supported by his knees.

Lilith took a moment to appreciate the view before her. The tables had been turned; now it was the boy who presented his treasure, and what marvelously beautiful treasure he had. A cute, supple butt suspended atop healthy fit legs faced her, with his sleek tail curling and uncurling with excitement. With his legs slightly spread as they were, she could make out his tight hole between his plushy cheeks, accompanied by a lovely looking soft sack hanging just beneath his legs.

Those dark taboo thoughts and desires from earlier had returned in full, with Lilith feeling a freshly renewed arousal within. She stared at Andre with a salacious grin, slowly dropping to her knees with lewd intent.

Andre turned his head and rested his cheek on the mattress, meeting her gaze with a nervous twinkle in his eyes. He wore a half smile filled with mounting lust and light humiliation, softly posing a question to his beloved, "L-Lily? What d-do you wanna do with me...?"

It was a genuine question; he was just curious as to what she was planning, though admittedly, he was beginning to get a pretty good idea of what she desired.

Lilith licked her chops and blinked slowly at him, keeping her silence and simply smiling. She knew she wouldn't have to answer that. It almost felt like he was begging her to do something to break this tension, giving her the bedroom eyes with his cute ass exposed and ripe for the taking.

Indeed, Lilith was going to show Andre exactly what she wanted to do with him. What she'd wanted to do the moment her feelings for him had blossomed, what she knew was so wrong while simultaneously being so right...

The girl rather casually placed her hands on his rear, groping and squeezing almost immediately. The smug grin upon her face could not be helped, especially not when seeing how brightly red Andre's face had become. His lips pursed as his pupils became small dots, staring at Lilith's tauntingly calm grin. Naturally, as a male, that was not a place he would've expected her to go...and it was certainly not something he'd expected to like oddly enough.

He couldn't keep his eyes off of her, watching with a mix of humiliation and arousal. Her face remained fixated on his, but seeing her eyes suddenly dart right back to his bottom sent a chill down his spine, nervously giggling and immediately trying to stop himself. "L-Lilith! No staring, please..."

"I am looking respectfully, Andre." Lilith playfully responded as she continued fondling. Her thumb gently grazed over his sack, earning a little whimper out from the cleric who turned his face back into the bed and shut his eyes tightly. Curiosity got the better of Lilith, who slid one hand off of his left cheek and toyed with his genitals, noting the fur around them to be even softer than the rest of his body.

She slipped her hand back up, meeting his virgin hole with the tip of her finger. Even just caressing the outside was enough to make Andre flinch and utter out a muffled whimper. With his face hidden from the girl, he could smile to himself with security, knowing she wouldn't be able to see his shameful enjoyment of this. For how degrading it felt, it was equally as pleasant to him for whatever cursed reason; this was no way for a holy servant to act!

Lilith stopped her prodding, holding onto his butt with both hands and giving it an adoring squeeze. She paused for a brief moment, relishing the sight. Getting to tie him down like this and do as she pleased felt so very...empowering. She could absolutely get used to this, playing both sides and switching between being his loving submissive girl...or giving in to her deepest fetishes and holding total dominance over her boy.

She cast aside any further stalling tactics and moved her face between his cheeks, planting a hot wet kiss on his hole much in the same manner that he had done to her. Andre felt his legs stiffen up on reaction, opening his mouth and groaning. He'd been bracing himself, but he was still shaken up by the ludicrously erotic feeling it gave him. He was given no respite; Lilith felt a fire ignite within and immediately followed up with more passionate kisses, grabbing hold of his supple rear and burying her face, panting with vigor and lust.

Andre loved every second of it, moaning submissively and arching his back. To hell with whatever was considered "normal" or "correct"! This fed the woefully taboo desires of both their hearts, allowing the two some room for trying new things. So far, this was a hit for both of them.

He was a shaky blubbering mess, totally lost in erotic bliss as Lilith laid out a volley of smooching and fondling. Though not a very religious person, she thanked the gods for blessing the boy with the body of an angel; he was her sweet humble lover both in and out of bed, but also her young sexy boyfriend that was hers to use for whatever she pleased. How lucky she felt to have landed this cleric, still in his prime and holding plenty of energy for all of her kinky desires...

Aiming to further top off the rousing sensation, Lilith's hand snaked down from his rear and gripped his twitching cock, which had hardened considerably by now. She stroked him enthusiastically, drawing out a lengthy euphoric whimper from the boy. He bit onto the bed sheets, muffling his shamefully blissful moaning. Bound up in this vulnerable submissive position, feeling her greedy mouth and tongue violate a sacred part of his body, pumping his cock in her hand with such fierce lust...

Whorish. That was the feeling in the moment. Thoroughly decadent and egregiously fetishistic. And by the gods, Andre loved every bit of it, craving even more lewd attention from this dominatrix. It was a freeing sensation to temporarily leave behind the facade of a virtuous holy servant; to embrace the deepest and darkest of sexual appetites in his heart.

Lilith continued leading the way in this taboo ritual, keeping at this for some time. She was on a power trip of her own now, fuzzy with an intoxicating sense of dominion over the boy. She finally rested and grinned widely, climbing up onto the bed behind him and sitting on her knees. The girl leaned over his back and pressed her hand down on his head, meeting his enlarged eyes and watching him try to catch his breath while he stared up at her from the side.

Her free hand slid down his arched back, perversely groping his butt for a moment before boldly poking the tips of both her middle and ring fingers into his hole, earning a sharp yelp from Andre. Lilith paused immediately and waited to see any further reaction from him, impatiently rubbing her fingers around his virgin hole and feeling him squirm briefly.

To her surprise, he took it rather well. The boy's eyes showed valid concern, but also the inklings of an embarrassed curiosity and longing for more. Lilith slowly pushed her fingers back into him, feeling strong resistance from his body and watching as Andre bit his lip and whimpered at the intense sensation. He felt painful stretching for a few short moments before it gave way to a new kind of pleasure he'd not felt before, shivering with strange delight.

Lilith's grin widened as she slowly fingered him, sliding her other hand from his head all the way back to his tail. She grabbed onto it playfully and held it warmly, repeatedly pushing and pulling her fingers through his tunnel. He was so tight and warm on the inside...and hearing his blissful little moans was just icing on this oh-so sweet cake.

"Hehe...brave and kind hero out there on the road, but just a cute little twink in the bedroom." Lilith teased with a short chuckle, breathing heavier with steadily growing arousal. She was hot and bothered again, moist between her legs from all this prurient foreplay. The girl would need even more to satisfy the raging fire inside, and she would need it very soon indeed.

The stretching and groping Andre felt was wonderful. It was all so intense and kinky, tapping into the naturally submissive nature of the boy and unleashing it...or more fittingly, leashing it. Amid all the stimulation, he could feel an orgasm creeping up on him, causing his pleasant little whimpering to shift to more passionate moaning.

Lilith could almost feel the change herself. She slowly ceased her fingering, easing up on her lover and withdrawing from his hole. This hot kinky practice could be expanded on in the future, which the girl would eagerly await. For now, it was time for something else.

She placed her hands on his hips and gently pushed him over, allowing the boy to lay on his back with more freedom now. They both shared a wordless exchange that perfectly communicated the situation; Lilith wore a sly foxy smile with a mischievous look in her eyes, and Andre shyly smirked back with a bright red blush, blinking slowly with total obedience in his gaze.

Lilith kept her eyes on Andre as she brought one of her legs over his side, looking over her shoulder with her back now facing him. His arms were lightly flattened against his torso as she straddled him, trapping them beneath her warm midriff. The boy was treated with the heavenly sight of her rump just mere inches away from his face, getting an up-close look at her glistening vulva. Her tail brushed against his cheek sensually, gently shaking her butt to provoke further arousal from the young feline.

Andre was vexed, ogling shamelessly at her while she performed this sexy little butt wiggle, swinging her hips like a belly dancer and pumping her ass out for him. Her seductive leer became one of satisfaction, raising her brow approvingly. "Mm, you dirty little kitty, it's impolite to stare like that..."

"I-I am looking respectfully, L-Lilith." Andre managed to murmur with a cocky head tilt, throwing her earlier words back at her. By reflex, his arms squirmed beneath her heated body, attempting to reach out and grab hold of her goods. The girl shook her head and chuckled softly, admiring his futile attempt.

She sighed and watched his blush saturate even more, grinning with her fangs now. "Ah ah ah, not yet Andre...be a good boy for me, hm?"

What other choice did he have? Andre nodded in submission and gulped, feeling his cock twitch at the soothing, almost motherly nature of her voice. "Y-Yes ma'am, sorry..." Inwardly, he felt something awaken in his being; a new kind of fetish had reared its' lovely lewd head...what a night this was turning out to be!

The cleric watched as her backside came ever so closer, as if coming in for a kiss. He was near enough to give her exactly that, but before he could do anything, he froze in place and sharply exhaled as he felt a tight wet pressure enclose around his cock. His head fell back while he let out a blissful sigh from the surprise sensation.

Lilith's maw was clamped around his shaft again, sucking fervently and bobbing her head up and down with lusty haste. Oh how she'd come to adore the taste of her sweet boyfriend...he was a gentle boy deserving of all the caring love in the world...but for now, he was her submissive little twink that she fully intended on milking for all the cum he'd been holding back thus far, and she was going to get it out by any means necessary.

Andre lay idly in this position for some time, entranced by her butt's graceful swaying and her mouth's ardent sucking. The need to please himself became greater than the need to hold back obediently, and so the boy gave in at last. He pressed his lips against her pussy and got to work; a feeling he'd already come to miss by now. He could hear her emit a drawn out moan while still slurping away at his shaft, viscerally aroused by the act.

The two of them serviced each other in an almost competitive manner, going back and forth with relentless kissing and licking, using their tongues and lips not just to please the other, but also to satisfy the carnal beast within each of them.

Andre's slow-blinking eyes settled on the lovely little hole just above his snout, bothered by how neglected it was. Something about it just set a flame ablaze in his heart; that was supposed to be strictly off limits. Among people of faith, it was a deplorable thing to lust for. Sodomy should have no place in a cleric's heart and mind...that was what made it all the more arousing for the boy. And besides, it felt really good when she did it to him...

He cast aside any opportunities for doubt to creep in and just went for it, bringing his lips to her tight butthole and giving it a bold kiss, quickly following up with rampant smooching and dragging his tongue around it. Lilith shuddered and winced briefly, feeling a crazed smile creep over her glazed lips. She arched her back and pushed her rear against his face, goading him into keeping it up.

The sensation was certainly different than feeling his lips on her vulva. It was unnatural to a vanilla worldview, but oh-so erotically pleasing to the girl. She paused her sucking briefly and growled with an equally crazed tone, "Oooh, that's it...you dirty little kitty...".

Andre drew no shame from her words any longer. He'd given in to his darkest desires, and what a freeing experience it was. Just for tonight, just for these moments alone with Lilith, just for now he could feed into the depravity of his sinful mortal heart. He left not a single centimeter of her vulva or anus untouched by his tongue and lips, reveling in lechery with his beautiful mate.

Lilith had gotten to him, she'd finally managed to get him to crack. She could feel it in his enthusiastic moaning, in his passionate foreplay with her goods down there. And with his apparent fixation on her shapely butt, she knew exactly how she was going to milk him of that hot steamy cum she so ludicrously craved.

Lilith pulled her delicious bottom away from Andre; an act which he whined about with a defiant groan. She crawled away further down to his legs, positioning her lower body just above his legs and straddling him with her back still facing the boy. Her hands reached behind her and felt around his crotch until she got a solid grip on his cock, still slick and lubricated from her saliva. She turned her head over her shoulder and watched where she aimed it with a wild expression. Her hair had become slightly unkempt, and she could no longer muster up a cute or seductive smile amid the chaotic lust in her being. She panted through an almost serious look on her face, visibly overcome with amorous desire.

Andre's arms were no longer trapped beneath the girl, though the bindings on his wrists still restricted much of his freedom. He kept his arms resting on his torso, rippling with his aroused panting and huffing. He watched as his lover took hold of his cock, grinding it between her buttcheeks in some form of an erotic massage, which he took great delight in both watching and feeling. She was noticeably avoiding her vulva lips however; he could feel the smooth bare skin around her tight butthole grace his shaft, warming him up for what would ensue.

Amid his silent gawking, Andre felt he was being watched and brought his eyes up to meet Lilith's intense stare. The look on her face made his heart beat wildly, seeing her lust for him pierce into his soul. She maintained this emotionally charged gaze as she held his rod in place, angling it slightly downwards and aiming his tip against her forbidden hole.

The boy felt his face turn bright red again, burning hotter than ever before. A nearly insignificant but still visible droplet of saliva drooled from the corner of his lips, showing Lilith just how agonizingly temptatious this fetish was to him. Lilith's muzzle briefly flickered an evil smile, teasing with a low voice, "Only good boys get to put it in here...are you my good boy, Andre?"

"Y-Yes! I'm your good boy!" the cleric cried out with desperation, submitting to the salacious vixen at once. The weight of what he'd just blurted out hit him soon after, and he lowered his voice with a humiliated smile; his pleading eyes remained locked on Lilith's. "...I'm, uh, your good boy..."

She wore a contently smug grin. Her face said it all; even in the heat of the moment, she loved flexing the influence she had over him, just to remind the boy of who was really in charge here.

Alas, he'd answered her truthfully and without hesitation. No need to make him suffer any longer than he already had.

Lilith slowly sat back, easing the tip of his head into her butthole and wincing. It almost felt as though no progress was being made until she felt it suddenly pop through all at once, sharply exhaling and pausing for a brief moment before taking more of his shaft inside. Her wince turned to an intense grimace, dealing with the initial pain and discomfort this caused.

As for the lucky boy, he felt as though he were passing through the gates of heaven, feeling her anus fiercely resist him before abruptly shutting around the head of his cock with forced acceptance. It was already much tighter and warmer than her vagina, and it only got better the further he slid into her. He let out a lengthy moan, feeling her tight walls constricting his powerful erection.

Lilith found the sensation to be harsh at first, but soon after feeling the rest of his shaft slip inside and sit snugly in her bottom, she softened up greatly to the feeling, almost like a surprisingly pleasant aftertaste in a way. It felt wrong to have something up there, which in turn made it feel amazing, and it was made all the more erotic to know it was her mate's throbbing meaty cock. She dropped her arms in front of her and laid them on the space between Andre's legs, effeminately arching her back as she steadily began raising and lowering her ass for him.

Andre once again found himself mesmerized by this enchanting girl, ogling at the lovely view he was blessed with. Her round shapely buttocks, her shoulders and back muscles flexing and stretching, his shaft slowly disappearing into her anus before reappearing moments later, all of this endlessly looping as the two of them moaned together...he was in absolute bliss. His tied hands rose from his abdomen and rested on her butt, happy to feel it within his grasp once again. Her cheeks bounced against his crotch and hips, and her tail slithered about with excitement.

The girl turned her head over her shoulder, tossing her hair gracefully. She observed the boy's euphoric expression, keeping her rhythm going and feeling his cock stretch out her virgin asshole. She grinned and murmured between her vigorous panting, "You like it...you love it, don't you...you wanna fuck my big ass 'till your balls dry up, right...?"

Andre was having trouble keeping his eyes open, shaken by the sheer pleasure he felt from both watching her dominate his unworthy body and feeling how right he was in lusting after anal sex. He had an uneven lopsided smile on his weakened face.

Lilith was already growing to love the kinky sensation of feeling his cock rend the virgin flesh within her anus, making her wet with excitement. She continued spewing her raunchy words, adding further flavor to the already steamy atmosphere. "I'm getting that milk out from you, Andre. Keep fucking my tight little asshole...fill my butt with your hot creamy cum, baby boy..."

Her dirty talk was doing wonders in building up Andre's orgasm, burning within his lower body. His moaning turned to high whimpering as his cock slid in and out of her butthole, unable to manage his emotions and keep his composure over the raw physical stimulation. Lilith continued bucking her hips and moaning, taking his manhood for a rougher ride as she sped up, grinding her thick bottom against his crotch and stretching out her hole even further.

The moment they were both waiting for would soon arrive. Andre felt a rush of aroused energy fill his body, and his hands gave her bouncing butt a tight lusty squeeze. He watched her every movement, enthralled by her sexy bucking. His mind and heart were slaves to her unmatched beauty, addicted to Lilith's irresistible body.

Lilith joined the boy in his uncontrolled squealing and whimpering; her lust to be rough with her own body returned. She pounded her sublime ass on his cock, hastily savoring the intense jolts of hardened pleasure it sent through her and unable to limit herself to slow down and draw this out any longer. "O-Ooh FUCK! Gods...s-so hard...!"

Andre's face twisted into one of extreme pleasure, gripping tightly onto her furry cheeks and calling out to her with untamed passion, "L-Lilith! Oh Lilith!".

He could hold it back no longer. Within seconds, a white jet erupted from his cock, splattering the inside of Lilith's butt with thick steamy cum that warmed her insides like an oven. It was a ludicrously hefty load as well, filling her up and coating his shaft with his seed. The initial burst was followed by several more powerful bouts of cream, all while the girl bounced on her mate's lap.

The last few pumps were the greatest, sending the feline boy into a cathartic release of pent up desire. Her butthole had become a burning furnace of cum, clamping onto his cock like a glove even now at the climax of it all. Lilith used the last bit of her strength to keep throwing her ass back onto his lap, blissfully crying out in unison with Andre. Every last drop of his sweet load was hers; she would not allow one bit of it to go without painting her insides white.

Eventually, the boy's moaning died down. He lay on his back dazed, just barely able to eye the girl in his exhausted state. He'd been thoroughly milked by his lover, experiencing what was most certainly the best orgasm of his life. Lilith remained seated on his lap; she could feel his cock throbbing deep within her anus, gradually beginning to soften up after its' intense usage. She glanced over her shoulder with a worn expression, watching herself as she lifted her bottom and slowly let his manhood slide out.

It emerged differently than how it had entered, stained with thick strings and splotches of cream, some of which trickled down along his shaft the further she pulled him out. The head of his penis eventually popped out from her, releasing a light flood of cum out from her now gaping butthole.

Andre's vision had not failed him yet, though he could already feel himself slipping into unconsciousness. His eyes were graced with the sight of Lilith's beautiful ass dripping with his seed; her lovely hole gently opening and closing as more of his load leaked out onto his crotch. He briefly met her eyes before closing his own, catching a glimpse of her gradually calming smile of satisfaction.

Lilith dragged herself to his side, plopping down and resting her arm and leg over the boy, burying her face in his neck. Her mouth, her crotch, and her anus were all sore in the best possible way. For their first time, they had both undeniably made this a night to remember forever. She hugged her body tightly against Andre, feeling her exhaustion pave the way for a long, restful sleep.

"I...I love you, Andre..." Lilith gingerly murmured; all the crazed lust had subsided now. At the end of it all, she was still just his loving mate, and she wanted him to hear it from her own mouth. She truly meant it; there was no other person in the world that would ever hear those words from her. They were meant only for Andre, always and forever.

The boy smiled, still retaining some level of consciousness, just barely able to resist the soothing embrace of sleep long enough to appreciate her voice. His voice was hardly above a whisper, but they carried all the intended grandeur and weight nonetheless...

"...M-My beautiful angel...my eternal love..."

Lilith's eyes opened to see the darkness of the room, feeling the cool nippy air of the early morning. The candlelight was absent now, likely extinguished by one of the two during the middle of the night. The bedsheets lay crumpled over her, keeping her body protected from the cold.

Clutched in her arms like a teddy bear lay the sleeping Andre, absolutely silent in his cozy slumber. The back of his head was cushioned by her soft bare breasts like a pillow; his body lay on its side with his left knee slightly bent.

Lilith remained attached to her lover, having spooned with him throughout the night. This was a special kind of feeling; waking up next to the boy and feeling a certain contentedness she'd not experienced before. She felt...safe. Happy. She felt a need to keep Andre safe in her loving embrace. The soreness in her body had already begun healing from their night of love, and she was left with pure unadulterated happiness as she lay there with her mate. His fluffy plush bottom resting against her thighs, his slender toned back against her soft body...nothing was quite like it.

Andre flinched slightly and squeaked, huddling his back tightly against Lilith, who held him closer and smiled blissfully. Unbeknownst to the girl, Andre's plan to prepare a surprise breakfast treat would no longer be possible. Rather, he stayed sleeping in their warm cozy bed, unwilling to leave this heavenly state.

She quietly slid her hand up along his shoulder all the way to the top of his head, running her fingers through his hair and nuzzling him. His scent had become one not just of familiarity and hospitality, but also one of safety and affection.

All other matters were secondary. For now, Lilith could afford to stay in bed with her loving Andre, and she intended on doing just that. She closed her eyes and hugged him adoringly, never wishing to let go.

Breakfast proceeded about as ordinary as it usually tended to with more of the same going on at the table; Ry'aam and Tybalt blabbing away over some insignificant matter like whether or not the rabbitfolk could defeat a machimosaurus rex in battle, Violet playing twenty questions with the vampiric reverend Kirk who answered each and every one patiently, and loud chaotic fussing over at the newer party's table just across from this lot's own table.

Lilith and Andre sat closely together, observing the amusing morning antics of their friends and calmly sharing a meal. The boy had missed his opportunity to go out and buy the necessary ingredients for a special dish due to sleeping in, so the two of them dined on soup he had made; a quick fix just to keep them going for a few hours until lunch.

Lilith took her time to enjoy the meal. Even with its simplistic nature, the soup was delicious and warming. She recognized it immediately as the recipe their old friend Blancko used to make for their old party; it practically kept them alive for the better part of a year. Perhaps that was the meaning of all those secret conversations between the cleric and the druid; he may have been picking up recipes for future use should the boy ever be entirely on his own.

Andre twirled his spoon in his soup aimlessly, wearing a subtle lopsided smirk on his face that he couldn't quite take off. He briefly glanced at Lilith from the side, eyes glimmering with warmth for the girl who met his gaze. The boy looked back down at his soup, feeling his smile widen a little. His cheeks were ever-so slightly pink as he continued stirring his broth.

Lilith couldn't help but smile to herself, watching him attempt to act natural in front of everyone else. They hadn't said a word to each other since taking their seats, but the girl knew what he was feeling; for she shared the same sentiment. It was a uniquely tantalizing situation, wanting to say everything on their minds but unable to do so in the presence of their allies.

And that was okay, for both Lilith and Andre. They could keep their silence and sit patiently, aware of each other's lingering affection and simply acknowledging it through a loving smile. Besides, Tybalt sounded as though he were somehow winning the dinosaur battle argument with Ry'aam; Lilith did not wish to interrupt his imminent victory over the half-orc.

Andre's eyes wandered back over to Lilith, subtly turning his head to get a better look at her. The sweet smile on her pretty face brought about a heavenly warmth to his soul, feeling all the love she harbored for him through a simple expression on her soft muzzle. She looked absolutely stunning, all cleaned up and ready for another beautiful day of life to spend with her mate...

Lilith gazed at the younger tabaxi with matching adoration. His cute boyish looks made her heart beat with candid love, and his lively cerulean blue eyes showed intimate attraction to the girl. She blushed lightly too, staring at him with tender fondness; what a lovely little creature to look at...

Alas, they both turned their heads back down to their meals, wishing to quell any suspicions of any potential witnesses. Their smiles only grew larger, trying their best to resume a supposedly normal routine that no longer felt normal at all, not with the newfound love that raged within.

Andre raised his shield just in time to save himself from a flurry of wild brutal slashes coming from the screaming goblin's hatchet, backing up from the force of the blows. He grimaced as two others joined in on the assault, forcing him to keep his battered arm raised and defend from multiple angles.

In the short precious second of respite he had, the cleric drew his mace from his belt and prepared to retaliate, needing to switch from a supportive strategy focused on healing and holy magic to a defensive physical approach. Even more goblins swarmed him with heavy clubs and jagged axes, isolating him from the rest of his party where he needed to be.

He was overwhelmed, forced to fight for his life in this decrepit cave infested with lowlife feral goblins. Realizing the dire situation he'd unfortunately been put in, Andre kept his shield high and protected himself as best as he could, swinging in wide arcs with his mace and delivering several fatal blows to his enemies.

The more he downed, the more goblins seemed to take their fallen comrades' places. Eventually, his shield was ripped away, and the boy was struck all over. Desperation set in as he fortified his flesh with a holy protection spell, preventing any fatal attacks on himself. He was knocked down to his knees, losing his mace in the process and bracing his arms to his chest defensively. He wouldn't be able to tank through the attack for much longer; eventually, his relentless enemies would shatter his faux armor and break his body down, or worse...

Even in the loud terrifying chaos of the moment, he could still faintly hear his other allies dealing with their own problems, be it another small army like what he faced alone or the trio of goblin chieftains that towered about nine feet high. He silently prayed for their safety, hoping they could find him in the aftermath and not be too late.

Salvation came in the form of a raging mass of hellfire that exploded just a few feet away from the cleric, disintegrating goblins directly at the site of impact and blowing away several more. Andre immediately dropped lower to the ground and avoided the next two firebolts, flying through the sordid cave air and obliterating his violent attackers. He could feel his holy armor finally give in, breaking down and exposing his lightly armored body.

There was nothing left to defend from however; the firebolts seemed to do the trick. Andre slowly raised his head from the ground, wincing and blinking through the falling ash of his deceased enemies to see a tall, feline figure approaching. The dim lighting of the cave could not hide her beautiful face from him, illuminated by the twin orbs of fire his savior had conjured in both her hands.

Lilith came to the boy and knelt down, extinguishing the magic in her hands and caringly lifting Andre up. Her voice was reasonably concerned, apologizing the moment his adrenaline-fueled eyes met her worried but comforting smile. "I'm sorry Andre! Are you okay? Things got crazy way too fast, I thought Ry'aam had your back still!"

"H-He got swarmed too, even more of them piled up on him..." Andre sniffled and wiped his face, wincing from the aches all over his body. He smiled at his mate, giving her a reassuring hug as he stood to his feet. "Thank you, Lily...thank you."

"You can thank me later." Lilith pinched his cheek and wiped away a grimy smudge on his face with her thumb, smiling and conjuring up another firebolt in her left hand. "I'm not letting you out of my sight again, 'kay? Let's go, they need their magic casters."

Andre nodded in agreement and recollected his arsenal, pulling his hood back over his head and setting off with the bard. He fell behind for a moment or two, watching his partner hurry off ahead. She noticed him lagging and turned her head, looking at him patiently. "Hey, everything alright?"

The boy shook his head and let out a half-hearted chuckle, grinning widely and buffing up his mace with glowing divine power. Even in this intense skirmish with these vile beasts, he found himself falling head-over-heels for this stunningly beautiful girl. Out of breath, he answered with a genuine tone, "Yeah, I dunno, I uh, just freakin' love you so much, that's all."

Lilith tilted her head and gazed adoringly at him. Neither of them had gotten a chance to say it all day, and she would absolutely accept this proclamation in the darkness of this cramped goblin cave. She gave him a small nod and a sweet smile. "...heh, I love you too, Andre."

Andre looked out through the open flaps of the carriage, watching the distant tangerine sunset and admiring its serenity. It was a wonderfully comforting sight to behold; the sign of the day's end. A gentle precursor to the quiet darkness of the night, carrying the hopeful promise of a new day tomorrow.

He glanced down at his lap where Lilith's head lay cozily, fast asleep and silently purring. She'd put in quite a bit of work today and was thoroughly spent, rightfully taking a much needed nap on the way home. The boy was more than willing to be her pillow and keep her warm, resting one arm over her navel and gently stroking her hair with his other hand.

Andre smiled down at the snoozing tabaxi, deriving enjoyment from simply looking at her pretty face. He was glad he'd told her he loved her earlier, regardless of the fact that she already knew it. It was a different feeling, speaking it rather than just silently implying it to remain inconspicuous.

This was going to be much harder than he'd originally thought. He was generally a quiet reserved person, yet he'd never felt so sure and proud about something as much as his love for the girl in all of his life. He didn't want to be modest about it. He wanted his friends to know. He wanted the world to know just how much she meant to him...

A low voice from his left broke his train of thought. "Damn...you're just hopelessly in love with her, aren't you kiddo?"

Andre shot a look over at Ry'aam, who was staring at him with a strangely serious expression. He felt his cheeks burn and his heart jump, gulping and stuttering nervously. "I...I uh...w-well..."

All the bravado in his musing was absent now as he scrambled for some explanation. Was he truly that obvious? Why was the half-orc looking at him like that? How long had he known? Did he hear them last night? Did he hear the things they said to each other? The things they did to each other?

Ry'aam suddenly burst out laughing, slapping his knee and whooping with a big goofy grin, "Can you imagine that?! After all this time, and you just barely hit it off with Lils?! HAHAHA!"

Andre stared blankly for a moment before easing up and smiling with relief, shaking his head and looking back down at Lilith. "...Um, yeah. That would be funny, I think."

So he definitely wasn't ready then. But he would be. Soon. Maybe not as soon as he wanted to, but soon.

Lilith opened the door to her room, carrying a silver candlestick and illuminating the way in. She made her way over to the bed, now neatly put together and in order after last night's events. She set the candle down on the nightstand and let out a long heavy sigh, stretching her arms up and holding this position for a good while before deflating and dropping back down.

Today's contract was somehow more dangerous than the previous one. Necromancers were not to be taken lightly, but neither were goblin hives, especially ones as expansive as the nest Lilith and her party had taken out today. They were used to being outnumbered, but perhaps they were getting rusty...it may be wise to take off with more manpower next time for the more ambitious jobs like today.

It was all over now though, that was what mattered to the girl. A lurking goblin threat had been eliminated for the time being, and she and her friends had made it out in one piece. It was time to let loose for the evening and rest up. She loosened her belt and tossed it on the bed, eager to deeply cleanse her body in a nice hot bath. Dungeon crawling had become a part of her life for quite some time now, but she always hated the dirt and grime that followed after...

Lilith suddenly felt a pair of hands wrap around her waist and flinched, remaining calm even after being surprised like this. Just from the gentle feel alone, she knew it was her mate and smiled, reaching behind her and hugging him to her back.

Andre stood on his toes and nuzzled her neck, purring warmly as he embraced her. He rocked their bodies gingerly from side to side, softly kissing her fur. Lilith giggled lightly at the ticklish sensation and leaned her head against his. "What are you up to, Andre?"

"Just thanking my brave maiden for earlier." Andre cooed with a delicate tone, smirking and caressing her slender figure. They stood like this for some time, enjoying the warmth emanating from each others' bodies. Lilith loved the cozy sensation of her lover's pleasantly soft muzzle mushed against her sore neck, almost acting like a sort of cushion or massage.

"Hey, Lily..." Andre began, "...if you could get married anywhere you wanted...where would you pick?"

The girl closed her eyes and snickered, sighing contentedly. She reached up her chest and held the boy's cheek in her hand, caressing his face sweetly. "Hmm...I don't know if this will come off as a surprise to you, but, if I could do it anywhere...I'd want to get married in a church."

Andre raised his brow at this and grinned wider, whistling in amusement. Lilith poked his cheek playfully with her thumb and laughed for a moment. "No no, not just a church, but a cathedral. A big, open cathedral with those beautiful murals and giant archways. A-And those long rows of bench-thingies and one of those priests that speaks all funny and stuff too."

The cleric's face remained bright, hugging his dear Lilith closely. For someone as free-spirited and artistic as herself, that was a rather traditional choice. He could absolutely see it though; the grand sweeping organ playing, the echoes of wedding vows flowing through the room, the crowd of all their friends watching on with pride and joy...

Lilith felt her heart warm with love, feeling more emotion in her words as she spoke from the soul. "A beautiful white dress for me...a thin veil over my face...holding my hand out for a ring..."

The more she said, the slower she spoke. She hadn't thought this hard on the topic for quite some time, and it was never really a serious matter. Things were much different now...it was a very real possibility. No, a very real certainty...

Lilith cleared her throat and took a breath, turning her head and looking at her boyfriend with a smile. "Well, what about you, hm? I bet you want the same thing, hehe."

Andre didn't answer right away. He tilted his head for a moment and clicked his tongue, sheepishly smiling. "Actually, uh...hmm..."

This sort of reaction intrigued the girl, who turned herself around and held his chin in her hands, smiling encouragingly at him. "No? You mean to tell me that a holy servant doesn't want his wedding in some kind of church?"

Andre bit his lip and chuckled to himself, looking as though he was having some trouble getting it out. He looked into Lilith's starry gaze, feeling he could tell her absolutely anything he wanted to. Having had enough of keeping it in, he nodded in acceptance of his chosen answer and revealed it to her. "I always hoped I would get married away from a church, Lily. Away from it all, out in some colorful pasture, you know? Feel the sunlight bathing me in warmth, the cool breeze making the flowers and grass dance, away from all the cramped formalities of a church..."

Lilith was in disbelief, beaming from ear to ear as she scoffed. One of the most committed clerics she'd ever known, one of the most devout followers of his chosen god...and he wanted to be as far as possible from any place of worship.

Andre could see the fascination on the girl's face and blinked affectionately at her, continuing his dream as he held her arms to keep her hands on his face. "A couple of simple wooden chairs for the guests...a walkway littered with rose petals leading to the white shrine...a beautiful crown of flowers on my bride..."

One of the boy's hands reached out and caressed her face, feeling Lilith immediately lean into his loving touch. They stared at each other in peaceful silence, meditating on their revelations and picturing the same thing they both knew they would one day have...

Both of them leaned their heads close together, meeting in a soothing passionate kiss and wrapping their arms around each other. Their tongues waltzed together in between the mashing of their lips, celebrating their pure love for each other. They no longer had to hide their desire in front of anyone for now; this type of affection was what they had wanted all day...

Lilith loved Andre. And Andre loved Lilith back.

The two slowly broke their kiss, licking their lips and savoring each others' familiar taste. The boy smiled at his mate and remarked with a lighthearted tone, "Maybe we'll get lucky and find a cathedral out in the middle of a pasture somewhere."

They shared a little laugh, holding each other dearly and smiling. Lilith let out a sigh and tilted her head at him, speaking with a subtly coy tone, "Now, how about a bath? You need a deep clean after today, my love."

Andre felt a rush of excitement at her suggestion, catching on very quickly to what she was being so very direct about. He nodded and accepted her offer with glowing enthusiasm.

Lilith grinned and slowly walked around him, taking his hand and leading him to the door. Her tail gently slithered about and rubbed against his abdomen, goading him on and walking with a playful swing to her hips. She no longer ached over a dream she once thought to be impossible; it was now her reality.

The candlelight remained burning on the nightstand. It was likely going to fizzle out long before Lilith and Andre returned.

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