The Neighbor Bears All 2: True Feelings
#2 of The Neighbor Bears All
White hair whips through the air as the polar bear thrashes around, her pillows and sheets quickly flying off the bed to the floor. White hands claw their way down the orange-furred black-stripped back of the tiger male above her. "FFFUUUUUUCCCCKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!" she screams before bucking up hard against the guy.
Yuri releases a loud growl as his neighbor crushes him between her well-muscled legs. "DIANE!" he yelps, gasping for air as she climaxes beneath him, her arms adding to the pressure.
Her body goes limp with small sporadic twitches as the last of her orgasm fades from her system. A shaking hand slowly moves up and brushes sweaty hair from her face. "Oh god, Yuri," she pants, "That was intense!"
Grinning down at her, his own black hair sweaty and matting against his forehead, "And to think I'm not done yet." The tiger's emerald eyes watch as her ears droop. "Think you can handle it?"
Diane slides her hands up his arms then over his head, running her fingers through his shoulder-length hair. "Baby, I can handle anything you can dish."
The male sits back, pulling himself from his lover's drenched heated depths. His eyes roam over her exhausted body, taking in every curve once again. His tongue hungrily licks his lips as he stares at the black hardened nipples quivering atop the large mountains that rise and lower with each breath.
"Yuri, hon, don't make me wait too long." Her eyes plead with him as he devours her with his.
Chuckling, he leans over her, his head dropping down to her chest, "Good things come to those that wait." And he doesn't give her a chance to respond before sucking her left nipple into his watering mouth. Her body quickly begins squirming from the sensations he sends into her chest as he starts purring while nursing.
"Mmm, I could watch you suck all day, baby," she whispers in his ear after he moves to her other nub. Her hands return to scratching all over his back, "But right now I want to feel that hard dick of yours fucking me!" When the tiger fails to respond, she rolls herself, pulling her bust away from his face. Yuri didn't hide his love of the doggystyle position from the polar bear and she uses it to her advantage. Sticking her taunt rump up in the air, she challenges the male, "How long can you last this way?"
Yuri looks her up and down again from toe to ear tip as she watches him. "Longer than you, girl."
"I doubt it but give it your best shot, baby." And that serves as all the coaxing the feline needs. Practically jumping into the position, he easily finds his target and fills her again. A long drawn-out 'oh fuck' fills the room.
Diane's head rests upon the tiger's chest, his purring vibrating the side of her face against him. "It's a good thing this bed is sturdy," she muses before hugging him tightly.
The feline's eyes widen and he coughs a couple times from the squeeze. "Yeah, would hate for you to have to sleep on the floor."
"You still haven't said if you're coming to the show tomorrow night."
Yuri smiles, "Let's see... You told me about the show then shoved your tongue in my mouth before I could say a word."
Turning her head so her chin rests on his chest, her azure blue eyes sparkling in the dim evening light, "That better not be a complaint."
Chuckling, he kisses the tip of her nose. "You know me better than to ever complain about being with you. But yes, I will happily come to the show tomorrow."
"Good. Now get your butt out of my bed so I can get some sleep. You wore me the fuck out tonight!" She giggles when he sticks his tongue out. "Yuri, did you know you're the best guy friend I've ever had? And I don't mean that in a fucking way, either."
"I'm glad to hear it," he says with a warm smile. "And you've been the best everything for me." Rolling out of the bed, Yuri stands on wobbly legs. "It's a good thing I stopped and asked if you needed help. Otherwise, we'd both be missing out on a great friendship."
"Or dat sexy cute ass!" Yuri looks over his shoulder after snatching his shirt from the floor. Diane stares, almost drooling, at his rear.
The last three weeks proved to be quite the ordeal for the tiger. After meeting, and getting to know very intimately, his neighbor, the two began chatting over dinner on an almost daily basis. And half those dinners ended with a hot and heavy sex session afterwards. Yuri's confidence soared and he started finding feelings for his neighbor. Despite her assertion on several occasions that she only wanted a friendship with him, the male found himself strongly attracted to the polar bear dancer. He knew he needed to work through his feelings and accept his status.
Staring at the mirror in his bathroom, the tiger runs over the argument again and again. "You're just a friend, Yuri." His hands fumble with the metallic blue tie he pulled from his closet. "She's hot as hell and you need to settle for her friendship. It's better than the alternative of nothing." Finally pulling the knot into its proper place, he stares at the reflection.
The large gray timber wolf looks up from his clipboard and snorts as the tiger walks nervously up to the main entrance of the theatre. An envelope appears out of nowhere and waits for Yuri. The feline gives a 'thanks' before quickly slipping inside. Looking around the large ornate and luxurious front lounge, Yuri stands in awe of the architecture. The building exists to honor the old-style opera houses of days-gone-by.
The nervous cat jumps, startled by a hand grabbing a cheek. "I'm ready to rip those clothes off you, stud!" comes the familiar voice. Diane wears an outfit almost identical to the one he first saw her in. Tight black jeans hug her legs while a pink halter top strains to hold her chest in check. A slender strand of gold around her neck holds a golden 'third eye' charm - her good luck totem given to her by her father many years prior.
"Your good luck charm seems to be working, Diane. To have a place this magnificent and your own dance troupe..."
Smiling, "Give me a break, baby," her arms slip around his neck, "You just wanted a chance to look at my tits."
Placing his hands on her waist, "Maybe. But I'm still serious about this place."
"I know," she whispers before stealing a lengthy kiss from him. "I hope you enjoy the show. You get to be in the box tonight."
Unable to resist the flirtation, "Don't I get in the box every night?"
White fingers scratch up the back of the feline's head, "Oh you... grrr! I'm so damn anxious to get things moving that I just want to... now you're making me horny as hell and just as wet!"
Yuri waits patiently in a plush dressing room. He grins as he spots the picture of himself Diane 'forced' him to pose for while she sat on his chest one Saturday. It found a nice spot tucked between the mirror's edge and the wooden frame surrounding it. The tiger jumps when he spots her reflection in the mirror. "I love that picture of you. And loved taking it." The door closes behind her and he hears the clicking of the lock while her hands hide behind her. "I hope you know it was you I was dancing for out there tonight."
"I always find myself in awe with the way dancers can move so fluidly on stage. I loved watching you dance."
Pushing herself away from the door towards the male, "Shut the fuck up, baby. I want your mouth doing so much more than talking right now!"
The tiger lands on the well-cushioned couch with a hot, sweaty, adrenaline-filled polar bear in quick pursuit. Their lips crash together in a passion-filled kiss, their tongues darting back and forth in a furious duel. Buttons pop from his shirt as she grabs each side and yanks. His hands claw their way all over her sweaty back, one up under her top and the other fighting to get into her jeans.
"Damn it, Yuri," she pants. Her dazzling eyes dart back and forth as she looks all over his face, her hands scratching around inside his shirt. "I so fucking love you!" Diane's mouth quickly returns to his cutting him off before he could barely catch a breath let alone say a word in response.
Not until the two lay in their joint afterglow does the tiger get a moment to speak. "I thought you didn't want a serious relationship?"
Standing up from the couch, the naked bear looks down at her lover, "You're a persuasive talker, baby. And you're the rock I need. This job can get so damn mental at times and you were there when I needed the help lately." She scoffs to herself as she walks towards the back of the room and an open door, "Best guy friend, my ass. Best fucking friend ever!"
Yuri rolls off the couch and follows her, watching as she flips on the light and steps into a small shower stall. "Pity there isn't enough room in there for the two of us."
"Don't you fucking dare!" A white hand flashes out and grabs the tiger by the scruff of the neck. "There's plenty of room in here for two!"
Hot water splashes down over the lovers while the tiger holds the female in his arms. The stall doesn't provide much room at all for the male to give her the space for a proper shower but the removable shower head makes up for it. He jumps as she hits his underside with a strong spray of steaming water. She gasps as his hand smacks a wet cheek in response.
Replacing the shower head in its holder, Diane's hands remain on the device, either unwilling to move of unsure of what to do. Smiling, the tiger slowly slides his hands along her arms to hers. His fingers slip between hers as their bodies press together. Lovingly, he pulls her hands from the shower head and holds them against her chest. The water splashes down her front as he slowly nuzzles the side of her neck.
"Your touch has always been so gentle, baby," she whispers. "I should've known you'd steal my heart."
"Never thought I would, either. But I'm not complaining."
Turning around in his embrace, she stares into his eyes. "Tell me what I want to hear, Yuri. I want to hear you say it so fucking bad."
And the tiger struggles with the usual joke he tosses in at that saying. But, "I love you, too, Diane." Her eyes close and she presses herself as tight against the male as she can. Her head moves to his shoulder while his arms tighten around her.
Yuri stands behind the polar female as she sits at the vanity and runs a brush through her damp white hair. "You know girls think that guys make love to them when they do this."
"Even the gay ones?"
Diane chuckles, "Of course not! And I know you sure as hell aren't gay!" She sighs, "And you look like you enjoy it."
Smiling, "It's relaxing. There's nothing like running your fingers through the hair of the one you love. Kinda like foreplay."
"We should get dressed. I need to make sure everything's done and lock up the place." Her eyes watch every move the tiger makes.
Yuri chuckles, "You could go around topless."
"Phft! Just what the guys need to see! And before you say a word I have never fucked a single male that works for me. And that means the only way I know the shower stall holds two is by raping one of my girls in there." She rolls her eyes as the male's eyes widen. "Oh please, baby. You honestly think this hot-as-hell babe would turn away another babe?"
Swallowing hard, "That would be a sight to see!"
Standing up, "Like hell you will! Keep dreaming, stud, 'cause you're mine. All fucking mine! Rawr!" Diane bites the air between them before turning towards her wardrobe. Yuri watches as the bear saunters over to the well-stocked clothing rack, her hips swaying and arousing the male.
"ME-OW!" he growls.
The tiger walks around the theatre with his girlfriend as she closes up. Most of the time he keeps hold of her hand as she leads. And he chuckles every time she turns to him for his metallic blue tie hugs the curve of her bust as it hangs down over the black shirt she slipped on. "I hope this lasts forever," he thinks to himself as they walk the dozen blocks to their apartments.