The New Guy
Lucios was smiling as he headed towards his favorite...bar...in Darnassus. The time he had spent with Moonblossom, the...employee, had been wonderful, he had fallen into the habit of returning on a weekly basis and he had never been disappointed, quite the opposite, the more he saw her the more he wanted to see her. This week, however, was a little different, this week he was bringing a friend. His smile got a little wider as he glanced at the younger male Worgen nervously pacing behind him and slightly to his left.
He was fairly tall, even with the hunched posture of a Worgen. He was wearing white robes, accented with blue, a stark contrast to Lucios' black leather armor, his coloring was also markedly different than Lucios' own, and from most Worgen for that matter. Most Worgen had fairly uniform fur coloration, usually darker on the back and shading lighter towards the chest and belly. Lucios' companion was onyx black on his back and upper arms, quickly shading through several shades of grey until halfway between his elbows and paws; from then on he was pure white. His feet, which were bare, were also white, as was his muzzle; his cheeks reversed the shading of his arms and legs, shading from light to dark the further away from his nose. It wasn't just his coloration that was odd though, this friend was odd in all sorts of ways.
The day after Lucios first...met with Moonblossom he had gotten an official summons from the local leader of the mercenary group he worked for, The Cleavers. The Cleavers, clichéd name aside, were a good mercenary company, large and successful enough to have chapters in most alliance capital cities and a few more scattered throughout alliance controlled territory.
The bulk of their business came from merchants looking to protect cargo, but they did other business as well. The chapter in Darnassus was smaller than the others, and was primarily the last stop for the mercenaries wishing to ease their way out of the life. It didn't get as much action as the other bases, but it was safer and the work was more steady, a good thing for someone getting to the age where sprinting off headlong into the thick of battle stopped looking like fun and more like a death-sentence. Lucios wasn't that age yet, and wouldn't be for a long time, given the lengthened lifespan granted by the Worgen curse, but he liked it in Darnassus. The scenery was pleasant, the pay was good, and the bars were within easy walking distance.
Back to the summons, the summons had been sent to all members of the company who weren't on assignment or in recovery. The meeting, chaired by the local chapter leader, a stoic night elf, was short and sweet: they were getting a new alchemist. Lucios, and everyone else for that matter, had breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing that. The previous alchemist they had employed was an arrogant gnome, given to lecherous comments and bouts of pouting when he didn't get his way. This endeared him to no one. He could do his job...sort of, the potions he made were usable, but tasted worse than most potions did, which was saying something. On top of that, he was extremely disorganized, no one in the Requisitions department had ever been able to figure out how much of this herb or that substance he needed since he only rarely filled out requisition forms, and when he did they were so nonsensical as to be useless. But Light help anyone who had to deal with him if he hadn't gotten the materials he needed. Most of the company had started planning to kill him within two weeks of his taking the position.
The final nail in his coffin came when it was discovered that he had been selling materials and potions on the side to pay off his own debts, he was fired forcefully the day his activities had been discovered. The new alchemist was introduced to all of them at the meeting, and to be honest none of them were impressed. The scrawny excuse for a Worgen the leader had brought out was barely more than a cub. He was also visibly nervous and had stumbled his way through an introduction in such a painfully awkward manner that some of the mercenaries began betting on how many days he would last. Lucios didn't take part in the betting, but he had his doubts.
Imagine their shock when they found the new guy in the alchemist's office the next morning, apparently having worked through the night. In the space of one night he had managed to not only clean and order the lab (a feat in and of itself) but he had inventoried everything left over, filled out proper requisition forms for materials he needed, and had a fresh batch of potions ready for use. At this point the rest of the company was cautiously optimistic. He further earned their trust and affection by breaking the laws of physics and creating potions that didn't taste awful. Most potions could only be downed by swallowing as fast as possible and suppressing one's gag reflex. His potions were, at worst, no more bitter than a strong cup of tea. The awkward shyness eased off as he became more comfortable with his situation and he proved to be rather companionable...if completely unfit for the mercenary lifestyle.
Arlathan was too...nice to be a real mercenary. He wasn't innocent, no one who survived the collapse of Gilneas was innocent, even hardened combat veterans left pieces of themselves in their homeland. While he may not have been truly innocent, he was rather self-conscious, and that combined with his shyly cheerful nature made him seem much younger than he really was. Some of the female members of the group had unofficially adopted him as a sort of communal baby brother, it was quite comical seeing hardened soldiers of fortune treating an anthropomorphic wolf like a younger sibling, but no one commented on it. The boy was loyal to the end, even if you had to work to get through the shy exterior. As things stood Lucios wouldn't have really gotten to know him, but fate had a way of interfering with things.
Not long after Arlathan arrived the company had been hired on a big job, some orcs had managed to make their way to ruth'eran village and were causing trouble. The sentinels were stretched thin and it had been decided to hire some help. The job was big enough that the new guy had to come along, a job this big meant that they were going to need more potions than they had in stock and there was no point in him making more in Darnassus and trying to ship them to ruth'eran. He had been hesitant, but he followed orders and went along. The job had fallen apart in such a spectacular way that Lucios was amazed any of them lived through it.
Their role was to keep any orcs from getting behind the night elves position...it would have worked fine if the main force of the attack hadn't circled around and hit the mercenaries like a hammer. The mercenary camp was hit in the middle of the night and it had quickly devolved into a bloodbath. Lucios didn't remember much of the frantic battle, just bits and pieces. Arlathan proved himself handily by saving a large number of mercenaries, including the leader, by leaping out of the shadows behind the group of orcs about to finish off the small group of Cleavers and hurling improvised poison bombs so hideously lethal they had actually melted the orcs as they writhed on the ground in agony. He further proved himself by creating, on the fly, a huge poison gas bomb in a barrel and using a catapult jury rigged out of a tree, a rope, and some mercenaries for muscle to deliver it into the heart of the enemy force.
Despite all that they would have been overwhelmed by sheer numbers if the sentinels hadn't realized what was happening and swooped in. When all was said and done the Cleavers had taken a beating that would take a while to recover from and the scouts who had failed to give any warning of the enemy movement were quite embarrassed. The Cleavers were given a bonus to compensate for the losses and were sent back to Darnassus with promises of future work.
Back in Darnassus the Cleavers did their best to recover, and in the lull after the funerals were over and the serious work began again Lucios had gotten to know their new alchemist, and they even became friends. Once the company recovered enough to start taking big contracts again Lucios hadn't been able to see him as often, but they remained in contact. One thing Lucios noticed was the new guy's tendency towards workaholism. He would spend days in his lab, doing nothing but eat, sleep, and brew potions, and not necessarily in that order. Not liking to see a young male depriving himself of the fun things in life Lucios had taken to inviting the socially awkward alchemist to go out with him to taverns with other members of the company.
After some initial reluctance he had consented and became a regular fixture at the end of the week gatherings at local taverns. During one of those meetings, one comprised solely of male mercenaries, the topic of inebriated conversation turned to sex; each of the mercenaries trying to outdo the others with tales of conquest and debauchery. When the group finally turned to the new guy and asked for his contributions, he had only looked down and blushed as much as a Worgen could, admitting that he was a virgin. The shocked silence that followed probably didn't do much to ease his embarrassment or bolster his self-esteem, but Lucios decided then and there that he was going to help his young friend learn to enjoy himself. After all, all work and no play right? It had taken weeks of convincing but he had finally wrangled an agreement to his invitations. Lucios glanced at the young Worgen again, making sure he didn't try to bolt, which given the nervous twitching, was a possibility.
"Calm down, everything will be fine."
"How am I supposed to calm down? I've never done this before!" The alchemist's reply was pitched low, so it didn't carry very far, not that he needed to have worried, the streets in front of the Full Moon bar were all but empty. Lucios stopped in front of the shabby looking building and turned to address his anxious companion.
"There's a first time for everything Arlathan. If you refuse to try anything new you'll never grow."
"I don't mind trying new things but...are you sure this is okay?" This was not the first time Arlathan had asked that question. Gilneas was a very conservative society before it fell, and most of its people were very firm in their opposition to anything considered improper. Arlathan didn't talk about his past, but it wasn't hard to guess that he was born to a wealthy and very traditional family. He was obviously educated well, he collected books like a starving man gathered food, and he had the soul-deep insecurities and self-loathing that were only produced by dictatorial parents of a very conservative manner.
"Yes, Arlathan, this is perfectly fine. We've been over this. Just relax and enjoy yourself."
"But...I have no idea how to, uh, solicit...one of them. What if I humiliate myself in front of a room full of people?" He was shifting his weight from leg to leg and looking back where he had came like he was going to run. Arlathan was compliant to a fault and had never really learned to say no, and he was caught between how he was raised (and his personal doubts about his upbringing) and a promise to a friend.
"If you obsess over how you do it you will be noticed. If you relax and do it smoothly no one will notice or care."
"But that's the problem, I don't know how to do it smoothly...I...can you help? What am I supposed to say?" He refused to look Lucios in the eyes, but the nervous shifting slowed a bit.
"Of course I'll help." Arlathan looked greatly relieved and looked at him intensely, with the same expression Lucios had seen on him when he was making potions. "When we go in there the first thing we are going to do is pick up the keys to the rooms I reserved, your room number is 24. After that I'm going to be looking for a certain...employee, who goes by the name Moonblossom. If I find her I will point her out to you...you do have gold with you right?" Lucios had been sure to bring extra, knowing that Arlathan could be a mite forgetful whenever he wasn't focused on brewing potions, and the forgetfulness was usually brought on by stress. He needn't have worried, Arlathan produced a pouch of coins more than large enough to pay for anything he could ever want.
"Good, now, if I see her I'll point her out to you discreetly, so you won't have to worry about looking foolish." This caused Arlathan to relax a bit more.
"Um, if I need any, uh...coaching, or anything, will you be sure to do it, um, without..." The stuttering was a sign of stress, Elune but this boy was high-strung. Were he dealing with anyone else Lucios would have gotten angry with them by now, but he wasn't angry with Arlathan. The boy was a gifted alchemist, but whenever he wasn't either brewing potions or talking about brewing potions he floundered socially. Lucios had seen it in action. The social awkwardness coupled with his perfectionism and paralyzing fear of failure left the cub a nervous wreck. While Lucios was anything but softhearted, Arlathan was a loyal friend who really did need help, and getting angry and yelling at him would only make things worse, so he answered gently.
"I swear I won't do anything to embarrass you, but you do need to calm down, if you go in there looking as nervous as you are you will stick out." Arlathan looked at him gratefully and took a deep breath.
"Thank you, now what were you saying?" Lucios smiled a little.
"If I see her I'll point her out to you discreetly, then you'll have to approach her yourself. All you have to do is tell her that you want to spend some time with her in your room. She will ask, in one way or another, if you have money. Show her your coin pouch and then go upstairs to your room. The only other thing you should be aware of is that she is going to ask you 'how much you want'."
"How much I want? Is that like...what I want to do with her?" It was amazing how innocent he could seem, but he wasn't stupid.
"Yes, you have more than enough to have everything."
"Um...what exactly is 'everything'?" Lucios' smile became predatory.
"Whatever you can think of."
"Oh...okay. Uh, what if I'm not, you know, good."
"You mean sexually?"
"Yeah." Lucios didn't think Worgen could blush, but it looked like Arlathan was going to try.
"Arlathan, no one is good their first time. No matter what stories you may have heard around the base. They were all terrible; the commander was terrible, I was terrible. You aren't going to make her howl your name your first time. It's most likely going to be a bit awkward and fumbling, but that's perfectly fine. Just tell her that it's your first time, that way she'll know and she can teach you." Arlathan looked a bit more relaxed after that.
"Thank you Lucios, I think I needed that. Come on, let's go." Lucios smiled as Arlathan walked towards the bar, they grew up so fast.
Lucios opened the door and they both stepped in, after taking a few moments to allow their eyes to adjust to the gloom inside the bar Lucios led the way to the barkeep and collected the reserved keys, after handing the right key to Arlathan he started scanning the bar for Moonblossom. He found her quickly; she was sitting close to the low fire, alone at a table, watching for potential customers.
"Arlathan." Lucios' voice was just loud enough for Arlathan to hear, but no one else. "She's right over there, sitting at the table just to the right of the fireplace, do you see her?"
"Yes, I see her."
"Go ahead; I'll see you in the morning. Arlathan," Lucios caught him as he was just walking away. "Relax, and have fun, you've earned it." The sincerity in his voice surprised him a little, but he really was worried for his tense friend. He was working himself into an early grave; he needed to learn to relax.
"Thanks." Arlathan walked off and approached Moonblossom, after a few moments of conversation she got up and they headed upstairs. Lucios smiled, the boy learned fast. He put the matter out of his mind, it was up to Arlathan now, and began looking for a female to spend the night with.
As I walked over to Moonblossom I suppressed my raging anxiety and absolutely refused to let myself indulge in one of my numerous nervous tics, she spotted me fairly quickly and turned towards me, her form-fitting white dress showing off much more cleavage than anything that would have been considered even remotely proper in Gilneas. I gulped and hoped she didn't notice
"Well hello there handsome, care for a drink, or...something else?"
"Actually, I was hoping to spend some time alone with you in my room." The lack of a stutter or any trace of nervousness in my voice frankly shocked me. I sounded like I did this every day.
"Hmm, a strapping young lad like you, why not? Are you sure you can afford it?" How she managed to make a statement like 'are you sure you can afford it?' sexy enough to give me an erection was beyond me. I showed her the pouch of coins I had brought; I had stupidly neglected to ask how much I would need, so I had decided to err on the side of caution. "Alright, lead the way handsome." She stood up and followed me as I lead the way to the only staircase in the room. If she called me handsome one more time, I don't think even the loose scholar's robe I wore would conceal my...condition.
Once we got upstairs I quickly figured out the numbering system on the rooms and headed towards where my room would be. By the time I saw the door my whole belly was tingling with excitement, which had eclipsed my nervousness at some point. I couldn't believe what I was about to do, I was about to mate! With a female that hadn't been picked by my parents when I was still in the crIB: I wondered if any of the other noble born children I dimly remembered from my past ever did things like this, and quickly decided I didn't care, by the time I finished this thought we had reached the room. I unlocked the door and opened it for her, she seemed to like that.
"Ooh, polite too, I got lucky." I walked in and closed and locked the door behind us, I was peripherally aware that I was actually sweating a bit beneath my robe. "So, how much do you want?" Her eyes were half closed, excited, I noticed that her nipples were erect, straining the fabric of her dress. I licked my lips and had a moment of clarity. I had lived my entire life a paranoid, insecure wreck because I had never been good enough for my parents. Well, they were gone, long gone, and I was sick of playing by their rules 'fuck it' I thought, and deliberately threw all semblance of caution to the wind.
"Everything. I want everything." She smiled and held up her paws, indicating a not-insignificant amount of money. I extracted the coins from the pouch and set them on the nightstand. Her smile grew wider and she approached me slowly.
"Ah, I was hoping you'd say that." She said as she slid a paw into my robe and began loosening it. I found myself smiling as my own paws came up, seemingly of their own accord, and began caressing her. She teased me for a while, slowly and painstakingly removing the fasteners that held my robe together, eventually they were all loose and all that was holding it together was the belt. This I untied and let fall. She slid the robe off my shoulders to reveal the soft pants I wore underneath, my erection was very obvious.
Then she surprised me by nuzzling my chest, quite damp with sweat, and inhaling through her nose as she slid her paws all over me. I did nothing to stop her; instead I moved my paws to her sides and began sliding them over her chest, feeling a female for the first time. We continued to feel each other for a while, I loved the knowledge that I could do whatever I wanted, and get away with it. Her paws felt wonderful on my bare body, and I found myself wanting to touch her bare body as well.
"You seem a little sweaty, how about a bath?" She said, bringing her muzzle close to my ear.
"I'd love that." I had an idea of what she meant, and I hoped I was right. I was. She started licking my chest, not caring about the sweat that had gathered. I moaned and wrapped my arms around her, pulling her closer, she got every part of my chest starting from my neck, meandering down until her tongue was nearly sliding under my pants, and then back up; she spent a long time on my pectorals and nipples. I moaned like a ghost the whole time. As she finished she quickly slid her paws under my pants and pulled them down fast and hard. My pants hit the floor next to my robe, I wasn't wearing anything underneath and my penis sprang out, more than ready to do the deed. She stopped breathing my scent and looked me in the eyes intensely.
"Do you want me to do anything...special before we move on?" I suppose I should tell her.
"I...um, I've never mated before, so I don't know." She looked like she suspected this, but she didn't seem dismayed.
"Mmm, this is special then. I'll have to give you a taste of everything." She said as she walked me towards the bed and sat down me down. I think I started drooling. "Let's get started," She said huskily. "Feel free to touch." She stood in front of me and slowly took her dress off, being sure to show off every inch of her body that it had covered, and there weren't many. "The male's first orgasm comes very quickly, so just sit and relax. Have you ever masturbated before?" I shook my head. "Why don't you try it? Bringing yourself to orgasm is a lot of fun." At this point I would have agreed to almost anything.
"Okay ..." She smiled.
"Try licking your paw first, then just do what feels good. Go on, try it, I'll dance for you to give you some inspiration." She started dancing in front of me, showing off her beautiful body. I licked my right paw maybe twice and began stroking, within a few seconds I felt something wonderful building up in my belly and a few seconds after that pleasure like nothing I had ever known before shot through me like an arrow through the chest. I gasped and sprayed myself with semen, making a thorough mess. I was suddenly exhausted and I began panting, a bit bewildered at the sheer volume of white fluid covering me, blending into my white fur in some places. I panted for a few moments, trying to catch my breath. She stopped dancing and began licking the semen off me. I hadn't expected this, and it was even more arousing than when she had given me a tongue bath before. My erection was back before she was halfway done cleaning me. When she was done she looked up at me and dipped down to give my erection a long luxurious lick from bottom to top. I gasped.
"Relax and enjoy the show." She cupped my sack in her left paw and wrapped her right paw around the base of my shaft, being very gentle and careful of her claws. She never stopped licking my penis, and she always held my gaze as she did so, occasionally squeezing with her right paw and constantly manipulating my scrotum with her left. I lowered my paws to the sides of her muzzle and held it, I wasn't sure what I was supposed to do, but stroking her seemed good.
"This feels amazing." I started shifting my hips a little in time with the strokes of her tongue, I could feel myself getting close again but tried to clamp down on it and hold it off. It didn't work, I was about to warn her but
"Ungh!" I finished before I could tell her, she caught some of the ejaculate in her mouth but the majority squirted all over her muzzle. She leaned back and began licking her muzzle clean, giving me a chance to recover.
"Sorry, I wanted to warn you but..."
"Relax; this is your first time." She sounded different than before. Before everything she said was sexual, even if it sounded like it wasn't, now she was being more serious. "You don't know how your body works yet, that comes with experience."
"I...okay. Um, could you teach me, uh, how to...make this good for you?" Well that sounded stupid. Thankfully she understood. She even looked pleased.
"Most males only care about their own pleasure; mmm, I really did get lucky tonight." She moved beside me on the bed and spread her legs apart. "The best way to help a female get ready is by licking her, your tongue is more flexible than your penis." I got the point and knelt between her legs, moving my muzzle towards her entrance. I sniffed a few times out of curiosity, the area around her entrance was wet, and gave off a pungent smell that I found myself liking a lot. I licked her once, a quick swipe from bottom to top. I heard her breath hiss between her teeth. She tasted just like she smelled. Not being able to think of anything better to do I just kept licking her. She sighed happily and placed her paws on the back of my head, pulling me closer. I took that as a good sign and kept doing what I was doing. After a few moments she spoke up. "Change how you lick occasionally, the change is exciting."
"Alright." I puzzled over what to do for a second before deciding, I angled my muzzle so my tongue would swipe over her entrance horizontally. Her breath hissed again.
"Excellent, I haven't been licked in ages. This feels wonderful." The positive reinforcement and the moans she emitted made me feel like I was invincible, I knew it was foolish, but it felt good. I kept changing the way I lapped at her, and her moans became more frequent, they sounded better than any music I had ever heard. Then she started gasping and her entire body quivered, right after that she fisted her paws in the mane of fur on the back of my neck and crushed my muzzle against her slit. Then she held her breath and sighed explosively as a rush of fluids covered my muzzle, she panted happily as she relaxed. I slowed down the licking, knowing that I got sensitive after I finished and figuring she would too, so I focused on lapping all the liquid out of the fur around her entrance, it tasted better than any wine I ever had, and it was making me hard again.
"Do you need to rest?" I felt like that after finishing, maybe she did too. She smiled and stroked my cheek.
"Yes, for a moment. You did a tremendous job." I beamed at the complement. "You deserve a treat for that." She said huskily. I stood up, putting my erection right in front of her muzzle and decided to try talking like that too.
"Would the treat involve you licking my penis again? I liked that a lot." It wasn't the sexiest thing ever uttered, but as inexperienced as I was, just mentioning licking my penis was exciting.
"Not quite, now sit back against the wall, and I'll show you something new." I didn't quite understand, but I didn't really care either, so I did as she said. She mirrored me. The bed was barely big enough for the both of us and our hindpaws ended up resting on each other's thighs and bellies.
"Now what?"
"Just sit and relax." She moved her right foot and, in a display of dexterity that would have amazed me if I wasn't so far gone I would have mated a log, started stroking my erection and masturbating me with it. Her left foot gently stimulated my sack, and before long I was moaning ecstatically again. I felt the now-familiar warmth build up in my belly and instinctively began thrusting. She pulled her left hindpaw away so as not to scratch me and left me to it.
"Go on, you are almost there. Claim your orgasm." She didn't have to tell me twice, with one final thrust I sprayed semen all over the both of us. She quickly set to work cleaning up my mess, with apparent enjoyment. I was tired, and I felt very relaxed, in fact, I hadn't felt this relaxed since...I didn't know when. I watched her clean herself by dragging her paws through the puddles of semen on her body and licking them clean, that aroused me, a lot. Then she quickly cleaned me off. I was starting to get hard again, and she helped me get completely ready again by licking me some more. Elune, but I liked the licking.
"Alright, I think we've...played enough. Do you want to really mate?" A rhetorical question if there ever was one.
"Yes!" She smiled and moved beside me, there was so little room on the bed I actually had to crawl on top of her in order to make enough room for her to lie flat, not that either of us cared. I settled between her legs and she wrapped her arms around me. We were muzzle to muzzle and I could smell my semen on her breath.
"What are you waiting for, go ahead." This was a moment I had been waiting for since I had learned about mating, I wanted to do this right. I started thrusting, trying to find her entrance blindly. I ended up poking her thigh, then her crotch somewhere, I must have started to look nervous, because she reached down and grasped me.
"Here, I will guide you in." She whispered, moving my penis until I felt something warm and deliciously wet at the tip. "There, push yourself in." She whispered this right into my ear, it was the most arousing thing she had said all night. I slowly pushed forward, taking my time to relish the feeling of the soft fur of her paw sliding against my penis and the feel of her body as I slowly penetrated a female for the first time. It felt like honey coated silk. She sighed when I finally pushed myself in all the way. I waited a moment, looking her in the eyes and enjoying myself, then I leaned my head down and nuzzled her as I pulled out and pushed back in again. I continued like this, slowly, relishing each motion, releasing the last vestiges of inhibition as I did. I moaned when I felt like it, I began licking her muzzle, because it was fun. I loved it. She moaned softly as well.
"Oh, your penis feels wonderful. Mate me harder." I obliged her, thrusting faster and with more force. I felt my orgasm coming up and tried to hold it back, with little more success than the last time.
"I am about to finish!" I said, we were both panting.
"Do it! Have your orgasm inside me! Lay your seed!" That sent me over the edge. I pushed myself in harder than I ever had before, until I felt my knot pop into place, locking us together. I tied her just in time to spray her with my seed. I stayed frozen for a moment as she smiled at me with lust still burning in her eyes.
"You only finished once this evening. I want to give you more." I said after regaining my composure. She chuckled and arched her back, we were still tied together and that made the walls of her vagina shift against my penis wonderfully.
"I would love more, are you sure you have the energy?" A taunt. I smiled back at her and carefully rolled over onto my back, holding her sides as I did, to help her balance. Once there, I laid my head back and enjoyed the view.
"I am sure I will find it." She seemed amused by that.
"It's not often a male offers to be my toy." She said, already beginning to move, my knot having softened enough for her to do to. "I'll be sure not to squander this" She said, she stopped after removing the knot, my penis was still inside her. "Let us get started then."She said as she started moving, slowly and gently to let my sensitive penis recover, then faster and harder. I closed my eyes and focused on the feel of her slick walls sliding over my erection. It was different than anything I had imagined it would be like, and infinitely better. I could see why Lucios did this so much.
"This...feels amazing." I groaned as she continued her motions. She was panting loudly and when I opened my eyes I saw that her jaws were hanging open and her tongue was lolling out in an expression of bliss as she closed her eyes and let her body take over, she was touching and squeezing her breasts with her paws as well. I reached up and began feeling her left breast with a paw, she opened her eyes and looked at me lustily. Then she cupped her right breast in both paws and brought the nipple up to her muzzle and began licking and nuzzling it. Once she saw that she had my rapt attention she began suckling and occasionally nipping it, whining as she did so. The combined visual and tactile stimuli were too much for me to take and I yelped as I finished, filling her body with my silky ejaculate.
She stopped moving and settled herself on her haunches, still eager to have an orgasm. I was tired, but I wanted to give her another one and damned if I wasn't going to follow through on it. I moved my paws down to her crotch and after a few seconds of exploring I found the nub located above her slit, the one she seemed to like so much when I licked her earlier. I began gently fondling and playing with it, watching her reactions as I did so.
"Ooh, oh yes, that is terrific. Do not stop, oh, I am close...oh, oh, oh elune!" She finished energetically, squeezing my semi-soft penis with her walls. She panted for a few seconds before meeting my eyes again. "Mmm, that was very good...most males ignore that nub even if they know about it. Let me teach you how to...take advantage of it." There was only one possible response to that.
"Can we start right now?" She laughed and pulled herself off me, and after a few moments of careful rearranging I had a tremendous view of her genitals.
"That little nub is the most sensitive part of a female's body, it hurts terribly when treated too roughly, but when touched gently..." She shivered. "You can make any female howl if you know how to properly play with it. Watch me." She lifted her right leg and laid it across my lap so she could have more room, and began stroking the area around her entrance, slick and sticky with fluids. After a minute of watching I moved my paws in and began imitating her.
"Like this?"
"Yes, oh yes, exactly like that." I continued to stroke, pinch, rub, and generally play with my favorite new toy, noting the increased flow of fluid from her entrance as I did. I was also becoming quite aroused myself. I waited a few moments more before stopping and standing up. She looked up at me, a little frustrated, then she noticed my raging erection and grinned, standing with me. "I think we both have one last mating in us. What do you say we try the table?" She moved to the plain and worn table near the door of the room, the same one where I had put the coins, and sat on it. She splayed her legs widely in invitation, not that I was about to refuse. I moved over and grabbed my erection in my right paw, guiding myself in. We both moaned when I penetrated her. I started thrusting quickly, both of us began panting before long. This was going to be our last hurrah for the night, we had both spent a lot of energy already. It took a long time for either of us to finish. I finished first, grunting and popping my knot in. She whimpered when I tied her and after a few more moments of shifting and squeezing she had her last orgasm as well. I wrapped my arms around her and she leaned against me, both of us spent and gloriously satisfied. After my knot softened enough for separation we pulled apart and staggered to the bed, where we collapsed and fell instantly to sleep.
The next morning found us both uncomfortably cold, damp, and hideously sore. We woke at pretty much the same time and got out of the sweat-soaked bed. She moved to get her dress, waddling a bit, but I stopped her before she left.
"You were amazing." She smiled tiredly.
"Thank you, you were good as well. Once you get some experience you'll make any female very happy." I just smiled. I followed her out after taking one last moment to savor the smell of my first mating. I found Lucios waiting for me at the bar downstairs, he got up when he saw me and motioned to the door. I followed him out. We walked a few minutes in silence before he finally asked me what I knew was coming.
"How did it go last night?" I smiled at him.
"I had a lot of fun." He seemed pleased with himself.
"You seem much calmer. Less tense."
"I...worked off a lot of energy." Lucios laughed at that. I didn't reply, and we walked in comfortable silence the rest of the way home.