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If Damian was being honest with himself, he had no idea what he was doing here.

Sure, he knew how he’d gotten here; he’d been invited over by his best friend. As for what exactly he was doing here… the jackal was fairly certain that leaning back against a wall and idly sipping cocktails, watching almost everyone else have fun, was not what one was supposed to be doing at a house party, especially one hosted by one of the richest and most boisterous guys in university. Yet that was exactly what Damian was up to; in short, being a wallflower.

It hadn’t gone… too badly, Damian had to admit to himself. At least, he hadn’t embarrassed himself yet, or been heckled for anything by anyone. But he still felt more than a little awkward being here, with his poor socialisation skills, especially when he caught a glimpse of his said best friend, Jared, out in the middle of the rather large floor, looking like he was having the time of his life, surrounded by more than a few good looking girls while he was at it. The jackal had to fight down a surge of envy as he looked. He’d long since accepted Jared was far more in his element in these sorts of settings that he might ever be.

Sighing, Damian took another slow sip of his drink, internally wondering when it would be appropriate for him to tell Jared that he was leaving. He of course knew the zebra wouldn’t mind, but still, the jackal felt like staying for as long as possible, if only to try and make the most of the invitation he’d been extended. So far, he could confidently say that he was failing miserably at that.

While Damian contemplated on his situation, he caught somebody, out of the corner of his eye, settling onto the wall next to him. Turning his head slightly to see who it was, it quickly became an effort to not let go of and drop the glass he was holding, shock running through his body.

Serena (Serena?! Here?!) merely gave him a cheeky smile at his reaction, swirling her glass at the same time.

“Hello, Damian.”

The snow leopard was stunningly dressed, wearing a form-fitting shining silver dress that accentuated her curves damn near perfectly, the hem ending near the top of her thighs. Despite the fact Damian had seen her in far, far less before, it was still enough to give his heart a little skip in its beat. The jackal swallowed hard.

It had been a little over a month since the… beach incident… and Damian had honestly thought his (surprisingly sadistic crush) had forgotten about him in that time, after they’d gone their separate ways. The fact that she had found him, sidled up to him, with that familiar glint in her eyes and expression, the way she had purred his name just like back then, clearly suggested she hadn’t forgotten about him. At least, not completely.

Trying to compose himself, despite the memories returning and tripping him up, Damian spoke to the snow leopard.

“H-hey, Serena.”

He cursed himself for still stammering like that (though, one would have forgiven him, given the context), though Serena didn’t seem to mind at all.

“Didn’t expect to see you here,” she stated. “No offence, but you strike as someone who likes quiet places better.”

“None taken,” Damian reassured her. “It’s just… my best friend invited me over, and I didn’t want to say no, so…”

The snow leopard nodded in understanding.

“I can get that,” she said, “my own friends like to invite me over for parties too.”

Serena looked over the rather massive crowd all dancing wildly to the just as energetic music playing.

“Though they are usually less… packed than this,” she added delicately.

For some reason, Damian could easily see her in a more intimate party setting, just her and her friends… maybe that had to do with those several days he’d been holed up with them after…

“I think,” the snow leopard abruptly spoke, snapping him out of that particular line of thought, “we should find a place more suited to having a conversation.”

The jackal was shocked again, this time by her proposition, but at the same time… he couldn’t deny that he really did feel like they might need to have a talk, even if he couldn’t be certain over what it could be about, and that they probably should be having said talk somewhere that didn’t take place off to the side of a damn dance floor.

Making a beckoning gesture, Serena led Damian on, around the crowd on the dance floor, depositing their now-empty glasses on a bar, over to a staircase, climbing up to the second floor, which had a bunch of doors lining a hallway. After testing a few door handles and finding them locked, she finally found an open door, before suddenly grabbing him by the arm and pulling him in.

Closing the door behind her, Serena and Damian now stood in the darkened bedroom, the silence between them stretching, almost right out into awkwardness. To the jackal’s own surprise, Damian was the one to speak up first.

“So… um… what did you…” he asked softly.

Considering him for a moment, Serena replied, “Well, first of all… why haven’t you been answering my texts?”

“... Wait, what?”

—--

Turns out that Serena had apparently left him her number, and the jackal had somehow managed to miss that fact. To say it was embarrassing was an understatement, to say the least. Then of course, there was the burning question Damian had wanted to ask for quite a while.

“Why me, though?”

The snow leopard cocked an eyebrow at him. The canine elaborated, “I mean… why did you want to talk to me? I mean, after what you caught me trying to do…”

“We’ve been through this before, Damian, it wasn’t like you were being very enthusiastic about having to go in the first place, if your messages were any indication.”

“Okay, yeah, I know… that, but… why me specifically? I mean, you can definitely do better than me, there are other guys out there who would probably do a better job being around you and–”

The jackal didn’t know what he was doing, actively self-sabotaging himself, trying to make his crush, who apparently thought it was worth it to talk to him at all, change her mind on her verdict on him, attempting to convince her that there were other guys who’d fit her better than he ever could, but he just couldn’t help himself, couldn’t believe that his crush was… actually talking to him, and wanted to do it more.

“Damian,” Serena, fortunately, or maybe unfortunately, he wasn’t sure, cut him off, “calm down.”

The canine promptly snapped his mouth shut, his anxiety and nerves now manifesting themselves through his hands fidgeting.

Taking a breath, the feline across from him continued, “Well… how do I say this… I’ve dated several “popular” and “handsome” guys before, and to be honest, they all pretty much sucked; narcissistic, sexist, arrogant, manipulative, selfish, you named it, I hated it. They all were pretty much also only in it for the prestige of being with “Serena, the school council’s second-in-command”, “Serena, the sexiest snow leopard on campus”, anything that wasn’t just “Serena, the snow leopard”.

I mean, I get it, and I do know I’m beautiful enough to make lots of people drool, and make plenty more jealous, but I’m sick of being treated like some kind of trophy that’s supposed to validate some popular jock’s ego. I just want someone who actually wants to be with me just for being… me.”

Damian silently stared at the feline girl in shock, his mouth just barely staying shut instead of gaping wipe like his eyelids were. Honestly, he’d never thought about it that way, but now that she’d said it, and putting himself in her situation, it really did seem like–

“Wow, that sucks.”

He hadn’t meant to blurt that out, and he was already feeling the regret of having done so. It was such an understatement that it might as well have been an insult to Serena, nevermind that she had already said that herself. Fortunately, she seemed to take it in stride.

“Yeah,” she chuckled, “it really did suck, and I’m glad you do understand that. But I made sure they knew it wouldn’t be worth it to stick around me with their attitudes, so they left quite easily. As for the few guys that I did think I actually liked… well, they mostly found that some of my… tastes weren’t exactly compatible with theirs, and they eventually decided to leave, though we usually stayed pretty friendly afterwards.”

“Some of your… tastes?”

She gave him a cheeky smile when he asked. “The ones that had you wagging your tail around while I was servicing you.”

Realising what she meant, Damian blushed as the memories came floating back.

“That, ah, hah–”

“No need to say anything, it’s fine,” Serena reassured him, an amused look on her face. “I guess I’m just… glad I found someone who happened to like that sort of thing for once.

As for why I’m interested in you, specifically; you’re a genuine, earnest guy, I can tell. Diligent, smart, demure, not a selfish or arrogant jerk; those are things I really like, and you seem to fit the bill nicely in that regard. Quite compassionate and helpful too, even if the receiving people aren’t exactly ones who deserve it.”

“Ah, well… about that,” Damian spoke up, “my, um, “friends”- the ones from the beach- I stopped talking to them after that whole fiasco; not that they really wanted to talk to me afterwards, anyway, what with getting them caught and beat up by some of the girls they were spying on.”

“Well, that’s some good news for sure,” Serena stated with a genuinely warm smile. Damian supposed he couldn’t blame her; those guys had been some disgustingly perverted and sexist assholes, and it had been about time he split off from them, besides.

Going over some of what Serena had said, the jackal frowned, “Wait, how do you know I’m all those things you said I was?”

For the first time, there was a hint of embarrassment on the snow leopard’s face. “Well,” she started, “being part of the student council, it’s quite easy for me to check on student files, and your grades on those files were pretty straight on the A’s, so you’re definitely a smart and hardworking guy. As for the… other aspects… Well, I asked around, and there are quite a few people out there who appreciated your impromptu tuition sessions, said you were a big help in getting their own grades up.”

“Oh, that,” Damian chuckled sheepishly, shyly rubbing the back of his head. “I was just doing what I could to help them out, nothing too big.”

“Well, you sure did help them out a lot, from what those people told me,” Serena replied with a small grin, though it quickly went away, being replaced once again by a self-conscious expression. “And, well… in my free time, I- I liked to go to the library and… see you work.”

Damian blinked in surprise. “You… wanted to watch me work in the library?”

Clearly, Serena seemed to take that in a way he was not expecting, saying, “I swear, I wasn’t stalking you, I was just curious, and was also wondering why you weren’t answering me on the phone, I only went over there whenever I was free, didn’t go out of my way to- to do anything much, just-”

She broke off and sighed, “Damnit, I’m not helping myself, am I?”

Damian was quick to reassure her, “No, no, it’s alright, I’m not mad at all, just… surprised you did that because of… me.”

Looking at him consideringly again, Serena let out a breath, “Okay, that’s good… to be honest, I was sorta… building up the courage to… talk to you.”

His eyes widening again, Damian asked quietly, “You wanted… to talk to me?”

“...Yeah, I did,” the snow leopard nodded. “Outside of just text messages. I also wanted to find out what the matter was with those on the side, anyway.”

Continuing on through the jackal’s clear shock, she said, “I… wanted to try to get to know you more, aside from files and from what other people had to say about you, but, whenever I got there… I don’t know, maybe it was because I thought I would scare you off, or that you were too busy helping other students with their work, but whatever the case, I just never got around to doing anything other than watch you study or teach for a bit. Thought I’d be stuck doing that for a while.

Then, I was at this party, feeling bored, nobody to really talk to, and then I saw you, and… I guess I decided to finally take the chance. And… here we are.”

Having said her piece, Serena stood quiet, a little self-consciously (and wasn’t that something you didn’t see everyday), as Damian processed what he had been told.

After several tense, silent moments that seemed to stretch out into much longer minutes, the jackal looked up at his crush.

“So… if I’m getting this right, you wanted to get my attention for a while after I, um, didn’t answer your messages, and after you asked people about what I was like, what I did for them and saw what I did in the library, you… like me? Like, actually like me?”

“Yeah,” Serena affirmed softly. “I… was planning on asking you out.”

“Out?” Damian repeated, still a little disbelieving. “As in-”

“Yes, I want to date you.”

Once again, there was silence between the two of them, neither Damian nor even Serena herself having expected her to speak so directly. But maybe that was for the best; this conversation was clearly overdue at this point, and beating around the bush would do them no favours.

Several more silent moments later, Damian got back enough composure to say to Serena, what he’d always hoped to say to her, but thought he never could, “...Well, if that’s what you wanted to ask… then my answer is yes, I will date you.”

Damian still couldn’t believe he’d said that, nor that he’d been asked out in the first place. But Serena grinned, a sense of relief seeming to wash over her. “I was definitely hoping you’d say that.”

“So… now what? What do we… you know?”

The snow leopard contemplated for a brief moment, before smiling when it seemed an idea came to her.

“Well, it is the weekend… and the night is still quite young… I’d say we have plenty of time to get started… though, I could argue we got plenty done on the beach…”

Serena had been slowly stepping forward as she spoke, getting close to Damian even as the jackal felt his heart rate jack up at the somehow familiar situation he was getting in. But things were slightly different from then. When Serena took that last step toward him and lightly pulled him in by his chin, he was ready. At least, he thought he was.

The kiss was a bit harder and intense than he was anticipating, but the jackal recovered quickly enough, doing his best to reciprocate as the feline’s tongue pressed against his own, swirling and bending, almost dancing together. It was incredibly thrilling, to say the least.

After several moments of pressing their tongues together, Serena broke off for air, the two of them panting as the ropes of saliva connecting their mouths slowly broke and fell. Taking the opportunity, the snow leopard quickly walked over and locked the door to the room.

“Don’t want anyone disturbing us, do you?” she asked cheekily at Damian’s expression.

Blushing, Damian didn’t have the time or presence of mind to come up with a response as Serena came back and kissed him again, with just as much, if not more vigour, than before, as she slowly pushed him backwards through the kiss, up until the back of his legs made contact with the bed, nearly causing the jackal to fall over if the snow leopard hadn’t been keeping such a firm grip on him. As it was, they both still stumbled enough that the kiss they were sharing broke as they rebalanced themselves, taking seats onto the plush mattress.

“Sorry about that,” Damian apologised sheepishly.

“Nah, I shouldn’t have been pushing you that much,” Serena quickly refuted. “But, since we’re here now~”

Without any preamble, she shucked her heels off, before gesturing to Damian’s own shoes. He got her meaning immediately, and wasted no time in pulling his own footwear and socks off.

“So… what now?”

In response, the snow leopard gently but firmly put a hand on his chest and pushed him to lay on the bed, the feline now looming over him. “Just… relax~”

What came next was something that Damian had experienced before with her, but was different somehow. Whereas their previous “sessions” felt like they were fueled more by hedonistic lust and even a bit of sexual sadism on Serena’s part, this time seemed more intimate, though there was definitely still that element of teasing in there. Maybe it was the change in their relationship, maybe it was just how Serena was feeling at that moment; regardless, Damian didn’t mind in the slightest.

Slowly, the grey furred leopard stripped them of both their clothes; first her dress, leaving her in some very revealing lacy lingerie, then Damian’s shirt and pants. The jackal was a bit embarrassed still, as the bulge in his tight boxer briefs was made clear for her to see, but Serena only purred at the sight, before swiftly pulling his underwear off his legs and tossing them to the side of the room. Now, his erection was free from any cover, and it took a lot of Damian’s willpower to not fidget at the way Serena looked hungrily at his member.

“Not gonna lie, I kind of missed this thing…” Serena softly purred, slowly licking the sensitive tip of his canine cock, flicking her tongue as she reached the very end of the tip, leaving him shivering. It didn’t help that he had a fairly good idea what was coming next.

“Sit back… and enjoy the ride.”

Without further ado, she wrapped her mouth around his erect member.

—--

“Fuck… fuck, please, I’m so close, please–”

Serena pulled her mouth off Damian’s dick, leaving it throbbing into the air, right on the edge of an orgasm. He had no idea how many times she’d edged him, left him unfulfilled no matter how much he begged, nor how much time had passed, but the party downstairs must have ended, judging from the lack of beats thumping through the floor.

None of that really mattered though. He’d been begging to cum for a while now, and Serena had just as readily denied him, always leaving him on the edge, listening to him beg with a small smile on her face. It didn’t help that she was just so good at pleasuring him, bringing him to the edge at her own pace, and only her pace.

Sometimes, it would be slow, torturously slow, so slow it nearly drove him insane with how tantalising it felt, then it would be multiple edges in rapid succession. She used a variety of methods, just like the last time; her hands, her mouth… even her tits, now bare of the lacey bra that she had thrown away with all their other clothing. The end result was always the same, however; an incredibly frustrated jackal, and a pleased snow leopard.

“I think you still have a little bit left in you,” she purred, caressing his balls, slowly running her hand along his length, taking her time, making sure to rub her thumb over his now-incredibly sensitive head, relishing the way he moaned and shivered at her touch.

Bending his head down, Damian watched Serena slowly and softly stroke him before taking his dick into her mouth, bobbing her head up and down and making him moan all the more, his hips again instinctively thrusting into her mouth in a search for pleasure, despite knowing she would deny him it once again.

As this all happened, he took the time to really see how Serena looked as she… worked on him. It was gorgeous, maybe more than gorgeous. Suddenly, he felt… like he wanted this to keep on going, even if it was torture, if only to keep enjoying the feel and the sight of Serena pleasuring him for endless hours… it was a heady feeling, one that had him feeling a spike in pleasure, a sudden jump to the edge. Yet, somehow, the snow leopard knew what was going to happen, and she moved her mouth away with a pop. Damian could only disappointedly whimper with the further denial, his cock twitching, the sensation of a phantom orgasm slowly receding.

“Almost got me there,” she chuckled, lightly gathering thick ropes of his precum, of which there was a lot, on her fingers. “Would’ve had to ruin your orgasm, and I bet you don’t want that, do you, cutie?”

“N-no,” panted Damian.

“I didn’t think so,” purred Serena, before bending down to lightly lick the precum off his cock.

As he watched her tease him again, the jackal got an idea into his head. “Um, Serena?”

She looked up at him. “Mm, yeah, Damian?”

He swallowed, trying not to get too lost in those beautiful eyes of hers. “C-can you… sit on my face?”

Serena blinked. “What?”

“I– I want to lick your pussy!” Damian blurted out, flushing a moment later for saying something so vulgar. But the snow leopard showed no signs of feeling offended by it, instead looking very pleased to hear his request.

“Is that so? Well, then, who am I to say no?”

Making a show of slowly pulling off her panties before lazily flinging them away, the snow leopard languidly moved her body over, until her wet pussy was just above Damian’s muzzle. At that distance, it was impossible for him to miss the smell of her arousal, and it intoxicated him, sending a shot of desire and horniness through him, his dick visibly throbbing anew.

“Like what you smell, huh?” Serena teased. “Then I’m sure you’d love the taste of the feast I have before you.” She lowered her hips, pressing her moist flower against his eager mouth. “Better eat up, cutie~”

Damian was more than happy to oblige, his tongue enthusiastically reaching out and licking every part of her pussy it could reach, almost hungrily so, eagerly pleasuring her most intimate part, almost getting drunk from the smell and taste of her arousal permeating his nose and mouth, and from the pleased sounds she was making, Serena was enjoying it too.

“Mmmm, that’s it, right there… good boy…”

For some reason, hearing her say that made Damian lick her even more, and Serena only seemed to like that even more, the big cat thrusting her own hips into Damian’s face as she leaned forward to start working his dick again.

For the next few minutes, the two of them used their mouths on each other, Damian gripping Serena’s hips while he indulged in her sex, while the feline did her magic on his dick, edging him again and again even as Damian lustfully lapped up her pussy and the juices dripping from it, the only sounds in the room being the muffled moans of the two.

Then, the jackal started licking what he assumed was her clit, and he knew he’d done something really good as Serena’s back straightened and she shivered in pleasure, moaning louder when she did.

“Oh fuck, fuck, right there, yes– fuuuuuuck!”

Damian felt her sex twitch around his tongue, before a veritable deluge of fluid covered his mouth, the jackal eagerly licking it up and swallowing it, savouring its taste.

“Holy… damn, you’re pretty good at that…” Serena complimented, panting from her orgasm.

Breaking his muzzle from her pussy, Damian responded, just as breathlessly, “Happy to please.”

“You sure are, babe,” Serena told him. “I guess after making me cum that good, you’ve earned a reward…”

She leaned forward and sank her mouth onto his dick again, this time with an intensity as yet experienced, skillfully milking him with just her mouth, her tongue swirling over his most sensitive parts while her cavity made pump-like motions around his member, alongside her bobbing her head up and down with new speeds. It caught him off guard, to say the least, and he was barreling straight to the edge of another orgasm.

“S-Serena– fuck, I’m getting close– Serena–”

The snow leopard didn’t stop, even after he cried out, and kept going at that new pace, and just seconds later–

“Ah- Ahhhhhhhh!”

His back arching and hips thrusting into Serena’s mouth, the jackal finally came, shooting the load that had been held back for hours, down the snow leopard’s throat, globules of thick cum flying into Serena’s cavity, before overflowing from the sides of the feline’s mouth. For a few seconds, Damian’s cock kept pulsing, shooting out diminishing amounts of seed, before finally coming down from the unbelievable high and collapsing onto the bed, trying to catch his breath.

“Mmm… you sure had a lot in there, huh…”

The jackal looked down, just in time to see Serena lick the excess cum off her lips. The sight of it made Damian’s heart race a little; at least, as much as it could after that heavenly experience.

Shifting her body around and crawling up to him, the snow leopard leaned in and kissed him again, her tongue included, the jackal pressing his own tongue to receive hers. What he wasn’t expecting, however, was the taste, even the feel, of drops of his cum mixing with their tongues. The surprise was enough that Damian couldn’t help but swallow it.

Serena pulled back, enjoying the flushed and stunned expression on his face. “Sorry, couldn’t help myself… always thought that was hot.”

“No, no, it’s okay… I liked it too, just wasn’t expecting it…”

“I’m glad to hear that.” She purred, leaning in for another kiss.

“But…” she went on after she broke away, “I think you still have a lot left over for me…” She fondled his freshly spent balls, before her hand curled around his sensitive dick again, making the jackal gasp. “After all… you’re mine now, aren’t you, cutie?”

Without another word, Serena got into the position they were in last, leaving him unable to do anything other than feast on her sex while she mercilessly began to polish and overstimulate his hypersensitive cock.

“I’m not going to stop until you’re completely dry for me, babe…”

As she began to torture him in another familiar way, Damian got the thought that, now that he had agreed to be in a relationship with her, the snow leopard would definitely demonstrate her more dominatrix aspect to him on a far more regular basis, letting the experiences he had been through before be a regular occurrence.

Despite knowing all that, however…

Damian somehow felt that he looked forward to experiencing more of it with Serena. He didn’t know why, but he felt there was a new allure to this side of her, a new kind of attraction… It had been present the last few times she had done this to him, and it welled up again. In his mind, Damian thought that if this was what being Serena’s boyfriend was like… he definitely didn’t mind it, in spite of how tortuous it felt, in spite of never having thought he’d be into it before. Hell, he didn’t even think he was a kinky guy before this. He had no idea how that worked, but honestly, the jackal didn’t care anymore. He was feeling the euphoria, not just from the scent and taste of Serena’s flower, and he didn’t think he wanted it to end so soon.

For the next few hours, Serena milked multiple orgasms out of him, enough that he lost count of how many, while the jackal kept on eagerly licking her pussy, feeling drunk on the combination of overstimulation and the products of the feline’s arousal, even while Damian’s body instinctively tried to squirm and shake away from the sensitivity, letting out moans and gasps that were muffled by his muzzle being pressed up against her pussy.

And in spite of all that, Damian’s tail was wagging vigorously the whole time, a clear sign of how he was taking it all, until finally, both canine and feline were spent, the two collapsing onto the bed after their latest orgasms, panting to catch their breath. Looking each other in the eye, the dork and his dominatrix kissed deeply, embracing each other, before slowly drifting off to sleep.

When they woke up… it would be one major life change for the jackal and the snow leopard to both reckon with, that was for certain. But for now, they were content, indulging in the warmth of each other’s bodies, connected even as they dreamed of what the other wished to do to them, with their new relationship. They might not have any way of knowing it yet, but both were excited for what was to come.