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The tale of Eric Chapter 2. ~Old Flames never Die~

Las Lindas is trademark of chalos, and all characters belong to him. Eric belongs to me.

The walk to a nearby diner was a silent exchange between Eric and Tiggs, both engrossed in thought. Eric walked briskly ahead and grabbed the door, drawing a shy chuckle from Tiggs as she placed a hand on his shoulder and nodded. "Always the gentleman." "Always." Eric echoed. Few remained in the diner at so late an hour, which suited the young collie male just fine, he needed to talk to Tiggs about what he had seen, but first a diversion to her wandering mind. "So what sounds good here?" He asked, his eyes grazing over the menu. "Ms. Tiggs, same flapjack special for ya hun?" A boxy chef yelled from the kitchen, his apron stained with grease and other condiments. "That sounds good Greg! And another for my friend here!" she yelled, a grin spread widely across her glowing face. "Always about the flapjacks huh Tiggs?" He asked, his head cradled in his hands. "The best flapjacks in Gossamer!" she cooed, watching Eric as he fumbled with a fork. A silence followed as he struggled to find the right way to ask his question. "So you and Tiggs huh?" Tiggs reclaimed a stiff composure as two plates pile with hot cakes slid in front of us, each with a gratuitous amount of syrup slathered on top. "Bon appetite!" Greg chimed, his hands rubbing the course fabric of his sweat ridden shirt. "Thank you." Eric whispered. Tiggs looked at her food and sliced off a large triangle of steaming food, eating the load in one bite as she licked her lips joyously. "Its not like that Eric." Tiggs sighed. "Vixy is... well she is everything I want in a man. She's smart, charismatic, strong willed. But she makes enemies easily, which is why I am always with her." "To act as a peacekeeper? Should have known from you." Eric sighed. Tiggs laughed and ate another bite, holding the fork next to her piercing green eyes while peering through the openings. "But there was another, one that stood up for me, not the other way around." Eric smiled and looked away, noting the dark clouds in the distance as they moved closer. "Traci...Tiggs. I would never let anything happen to you." He looked down and saw Tiggs had wrapped a hand around his, her eyes clouded with tears. "I know, and that's why it hurts me when I say that we cant be like what we were as kids." Eric sighed. He knew this was coming. "That doesn't mean however, that we cant still be friends. Even maybe friends with...benefits." "Huh?" Eric stuttered. Tiggs stood up and placed a small stack of bills on the table, grabbing his hand as she led him from the diner. They walked, hand-in-hand, all the while Eric wondering what was happening. It moved as if in a dream, Tiggs leading him through streets and alleys, never once did her warm hand loosen or drift from his. In no time they stood outside of her dorm, and she stopped him at the door. "Eric... Even as a kid I wanted to repay you for all the times you fended off bullies for calling me fat, and even for the times you took me in when my family..." She stopped and came closer, her face burrowing in his coat. "I could never repay you for what you did." She whispered, bringing her lips closer to his. "Until now." She smiled again. Grabbing his hands again as they made their way to the third floor, where she unlocked the door and peered inside before ushering him in. She led him to a room with two large beds in it, and sat on the largest one, patting the spot next to her welcomingly. He went to he and sat down, his hand resting on hers as she cautiously leaned forward and planted a soft trailing kiss on his cheek. "Tiggs... I don't want you to feel like your obligated..." He began, immediately silenced as her lips pressed against his, her strength beginning to show as her arm came up and around his shoulder. "You have waited so long... now be a good dog and let me do all the work." she whispered, claws dragging at the fabric covering his chest. "Yes ma'am.' he stuttered, strength leaving him as her tongue went back to colliding with his. Passion erupted from the kiss, and her claws kneaded at the shirt, tugging it up as her hands deftly went to his stomach, creating trails of ecstatic pleasure where ever they touched. He moaned, opening his eyes to lock them on hers as she separated. She pulled off her shirt, still sporting the pink bikini she had worn to Davin s party. He stopped, wondering if this was what he wanted. "Eric? Are you okay? You have been pretty quiet." Tiggs whispered, beginning to grab for her shirt before stopping. Eric had leaned in and begun to nibble at a familiar spot located along the left collarbone, drawing short gasps from her as a hand gripped his shoulder. "I'm surprised you still remember." She whined, holding on tight as he laid her down on the bed. "Now you be a good kitten while I do all the work." he growled. "Always the gentleman." she moaned, grabbing the sheet as his hand went to her stomach, stroking the orange and white fur slowly. He loved this so very much. Even as kids he admired Tiggs, she never once cared what people said about her. She was strong, and kinder than any prime he had met, with the possible exception of... His mind was jerked back to reality when he rolled over, suddenly pinned down on the bed by Tiggs, who smiled as she sat on his lap, purring rather loudly. "Everyone knows cats are better than dogs, now stay." she hissed, tearing his shirt off as a swift and experienced tongue whipped across his neck, glowing green eyes following each jerk and crane of his head while the foreplay continued. He had no room to argue. Even when he had been with... Again he snapped back, noting her hands gingerly undoing his belt, trying to get to the prize beneath. "Not so fast kitten." he growled, rolling forward to pin her to the floor, pulling at the bikini with a free hand, the other used to balance himself se he did not fall an her. "Fan of curves I see." she said with a slight chuckle. "you have the best curves." She purred, arching her back forward as to undo the clasp behind her, leaving the bikini loosely covering her perky nipples as they created a tent with the fabric. Another growl escaped Eric as he grabbed the two globes and massaged them , noting the weight and softness of each. He found her sensitive nipples and rubbed them between his thumb and index finger, which sent Tiggs I into shivers with a pleased moan. "Oh... Another trick I'll have to remember when I recall this amazing experience." Eric stifled a painful groan, his manhood stretching painfully against the fabric of his pants. Tiggs saw the display and propelled herself off the floor, so that she sat straight while Eric kneeled in front of her. She set to work removing his pants, his hands still massaging her sensitive nipples as she did. She finally whipped the belt off, yanking his pants and boxers halfway off before grabbing at his engorged member. "Traci!" he yelled, panting loudly as her hand slid along the front, pinching the tip with a purr. "Someone has been holding out..." She cooed, lightly guiding the shaft towards her waiting hand. She massaged the tip and began to grip softly, letting his own primal need to release causing his body to sway forward and back. "Good boy... now speak." she laughed, quickening her pace briefly. Eric yelped, unknowingly pinching Tiggs nipples hard. Both let out a moan before standing and ferociously kissing, fondling, and grinding against each other before she fell backwards onto the ruffled sheets. He looked down and stared, suddenly seeing her eyes focus on his, her smile soft and excruciatingly cute. "Tiggs... don't look at me like that..." he sighed, smirking at her as a finger wagged a beckoning for him to scoot up closer. He obliged and rested his hips just shortly above her breasts, so that his cock was close enough for her to... "Good boy." she said between a kiss to the tip of his manhood. She craned her head up and began to suckle at the tip, massaging the shaft as her other hand went between her pants. This display went on for a time, Eric reveling in the ecstasy of having his cock so lovingly taken care of by the curvaceous tiger beneath him. She suddenly took half of the engorged cock in her mouth, her silky tongue doing wonders to him. With the expertise of a master, she maneuvered her head back and forth, the pleasure stacking until it seemed to much. "If only waffle syrup came in your flavor." she stated, licking her lips from the pre-cum that ebbed from the tip of Eric's member. "Oh really? Well I wonder how you taste Tiggs." Eric sighed, his hand joining hers beneath her pants, feeling the wetness that came from down below. "Lay on the bed and you'll get a taste." she grunted, almost whimpering as he got off of her. He laid back and marveled as she casually stood before him, her hand sliding between the seams on the sides of her jeans, twisting her hips back and forth in a erotic display. "Like what you see? Or does cat got your tongue?" she joked, eyes aflame with need. Eric groaned and stared, his mind swimming with what was happening. Never had he expected this kind of treatment from Traci. She removed her pants and twirled around, dancing sensually so that his eyes remained glued to the swaying curves of her body. She enjoyed the attention, she could not remember the last time a man looked at her that way. His eyes never left her, he never asked her to stop or appeared uninterested. "Traci?" She looked at him and smiled. "Getting a little anxious are we?" she giggled. "any longer and I would have had to finish myself." he sighed, a smile creeping across his face as she pulled her panties off and threw them across the room. "I should warn you, I can be quite a dom." she whispered, trailing a claw against his chest. "That's good, cause so can I." Both shared another ravenous kiss as she laid on top of him, her warmth and weight becoming his. Both tossed and turned, enthralled in the taste of each others mouths. He smiled, feeling her arms wrap around his shoulder as he began to enter her, the smell of sex and arousal quickly filling the room. Tiggs gasped, her hold tightening as Eric pushed his fullness deep within her, feeling the quick work of her tightening canal and the heat of her sex. "Are you okay?' Eric asked, hoping he had not caused her harm. "With all the foreplay... I wonder if I will be able to last as long as you." She sighed, raising a hand to graze his face. "No worries there." Eric promptly replied as he began a steady rhythm of short soft thrusts. She groaned, kissing his neck as he began to quicken his pace, the level of pleasure quickly building up. "Eric. Vix will be home soon. I hate to rush but.. Oooohhh..." She suddenly gasped. "All you had to do was say so." Eric huddled into himself as he quickly pounded her, the sounds of the bed hitting the wall growing louder with each thrust. As he felt the climax come over him, her looked at Tiggs with one last look of happiness before releasing his seed inside of her. she cried out, claws sinking into flesh as the two collapsed side by side, only the sound of content sighs escaping them. "I don't want you to go." she whispered, green orbs falling on his chest. "But I have to." He whispered back, sitting up and grabbing his pants. "We can do this again...Right?" Eric laughed and gave Tiggs a quick peck on the cheek. "Yes we can, just call and I will be here." "you know I want to be with Vixy. So I don't want you to hold out just for me." Eric smiled half-heartedly and opened the door, blowing her a kiss before leaving. He made his way to his dorm room with a mind filled with thoughts, questions that needed answers. But perhaps a nights sleep would work miracles.