Yes or no
A ball rolled over to the couch and bounced off. Kate saw it at the corner of her eye and stopped watching the TV to make the small investigation. Kate was a beautiful growing fox dull orange fur with red highlights weaved in. Her paws, tips of her tail, and front upper section of her body were a snowy white. The red weavings of her fur and extra fluffy tail could be contributed from her squirrelly heritage from her mother. She recognized the object was a soccer ball and saw Greg standing in the doorway with a pleasing smile on his face.
Greg was dressed in shiny blue shorts, a red t-shirt, and soccer cleats. He was a different flavor of raccoon that had silver weavings within his grey fur to give a unique, aged look. There was more silver on his spiky hair and on his tail. He had the standard black paws, rings, and belly as most coons would have.
"Please," Greg said with a beaming face.
"No. Too lazy. Couch is too comfy right now."
"That's not what you said the other night. Shit!" Greg started to get really upset and wished he didn't say that. "I didn't mean that. I'm sorry...ummm"
Kate quickly got up before Greg out freak out and goes into a panic mode and caressed his face in a caring fashion. Greg looked up with a little redness in his eyes. "Shhh. It's ok. Honestly, I should be the one apologizing because it wasn't fair to what I did to you like that."
Kate took his hand and led him over to the couch and took off his shoes. Greg refused to wear shoes outside of soccer or on very formal occasions because his feet would hurt. "Greg," Kate paused a second looking into his bright, blue eyes, "I kinda thought about what I said yesterday about needing time to think and I'm sorry. We need to sit down like this now and really talk about it." Greg nodded enthusiastically.
Two nights ago, Kate snuck into bed with Greg because the couch was hurting her back. Eventually, she found new feelings for Greg and they spent the late night enjoying each other's bliss. The only problem was that Kate made the first major move, and then declared that she needed time to think. Greg spent most of yesterday in misery and it drove Kate to feel like a horrible ogre.
"I get to talk first then." The tone in his voice was stronger and had a hint of anger in it. "Why the hell did you come onto me like that then run away? It's like you have no consideration of what I feel and you just get your jollies whenever you want. I go through enough shit right now and I don't need you to add on to it." His voice started to crackle and he spent a large amount of effort to finish. "My parents are probably getting a divorce and I hate it. I hate it all. And, right now, I hate you for what you did. Make a goddamn...decision. Either...go all out...or get out."
Kate was taken aback by the message and now felt even lower than before. She forgot all about his parents and thoughts of her own came into view. If she felt like crap then, she felt like that complete bitch off the TV show Skybreak now.
"I was just about to say that actually. I knew you were in pain like that but I guess not that much though." Kate frowned and looked up and down trying to keep eye contact with him even though she felt unworthy of her own existence. "I really do want to be with you. I want to see how this turns out. I enjoy our friendship because you really make me laugh and I wouldn't hang around anyone else but you because you're always there for me. I want to be there for you too. Can...you forgive me?"
Greg probably didn't hear all of it because he was sobbing at points at being overwhelmed with Kate and his parents. He did give recognition of hearing the question from Kate and she knew enough to give him time to collect himself. Several minutes passed before he was able to say anything but the negativity was still around him.
"Why do you want to be around me anyway? You probably think I'm a wuss for crying like that just now. Is that why you need time?"
Kate didn't flinch this time and actually expected worse. She carefully and tactfully chose the words to say to him because of the tenderness of the situation. "Greggy, anyone would cry after what I did to you. I might as well kicked you in the balls and spit on you. No, I did much worse than that. I abused our friendship and that is horribly wrong. I think you are strong and brave for even telling me that. I know most guys would probably stay angry and break it off but you are better than that. So...do you want to 'go all out' with me and have this or..."
Kate trailed off and waited for Greg, who turned his back to her. He rubbed the tears off his cheeks and seemed to end his crying. The silence was penetrating, spanning forever, but Kate was unaffected by it. At this point, she was willing to accept whatever fate was given to her.
"I don't know. I'll have to think about it." Kate looked discontent then her face turned into a confused look and she tilted her head. Greg turned around with a huge smile and then pounced on top of her, laughing. He started his relentless result and brought both his paws to her sides and started to tickle her. Kate couldn't stand the sensation and laughed uncontrollably.
"See. I always get you back. You shall suffer my tickle torture!" Greg continued on for a little while and felt a little ambition. He pulled Kate into an upright position and pulled the top off of her before she could resist or protest. He then struck a deep kiss, which Kate couldn't take in at first because of the surprise and lack of breath but then quickly fell into the kiss and drew her body closer. Kate didn't want Greg to feel hesitant too much so she guided his hand down to her bra strap and he quickly got the hint. He fussed a little bit with it but Kate was patient and understanding and the obstacle was set aside to the nearby floor.
Kate enjoyed a few more moments of more kissing and allowed Greg to spend a little more of her body. He took his right paw and massaged one of her breasts and nibbled a little on her ear. She thoroughly enjoyed the pleasure and attention after such an ordeal and started to tug at Greg's shirt. He stopped and lifted up his arms and Kate assisted him in removing the article of clothing. She roughly pushed him over to his back and pushed her shorts and panties off. She showed no shame in revealing all the smooth curves in her body and moved her arms up and down herself. She drove Greg to near madness when she took her tail and flopped it across his chest. Greg absolutely loved that tail and stroke at it greedily.
He tried to not move his hands to his waist but Kate slapped his hand each time he tried. She wanted Greg to see her, she wanted him to see the devotion, and deep inside her soul she wanted to show herself to someone without criticism. Kate made a licking motion to the air in Greg's view a few time then lowered herself on her back. Greg was smart enough to figure out the meaning. He still kept his shorts on, although the boner was clearly evident. Kate wanted him to wait a little bit but also have her way before the next event. He drew himself closer to Kate's outer lips and was surrendered by the powerful scent that was being given off. He gave a small lick on the outer region then slowly pushed his tongue deeper. Kate shivered periodically from the sensations but didn't quite moan too audibly yet. He gave a hard, slow lick and hit the clitoris and a load moan was the effect. He continued his endeavor and very much enjoyed her taste and accidentally poked his nose against her clitoris which resulted with louder moans each time.
Greg pulled back and removed the remainder of his clothing and stood over Kate on his knees. His penis was sticky all over from the movement of his shorts along with leaking of precum from giving her oral. He nodded to Kate in the all-important question, which she nodded approvingly with a lustful smile. Greg lowered his grey body over her and started in slowly, delicately. It wasn't difficult at all to slip inside her from all the wetness accumulated from his saliva and her vaginal excretions. His penis was pulsing with blood and was eager to dive ever deeper. He pulled and pushed back and forth, looking at Kate the whole time to search for signs of discomfort and slipped deeper. After a little bit halfway, Kate pulled her arms around him and pulled him down and bucked her hips upward. There was little pain and the pleasure quickly replaced the sensation.
Greg and Kate were lost in each other in a lustful frenzy of their first real intercourse. Kate continued to pull him closer and wrapped her legs around his. Greg started a faster rhythm after he was sure everything would move without pain. Both furs never felt such powerful bodily experiences before and Kate was so overwhelmed that her moans became inaudible. Greg was whimpering up a storm, his version of a moan. The movements became faster and faster, each giving up the pacing to the other. The synergy between the two was nowhere near perfect, but they were inexperienced and it did not matter. Kate felt a rush blast through her entire body and was pulled into the full force of her climax. Her vaginal walls convulsed against Greg's entire penis at once and pushed him much closer to his orgasm. Kate was diligent and wanted his seed so she reached for his balls and messaged them somehow during the beginning of the afterglow. Greg gave a loud gasp and thrust his waist forcefully on Kate and shot his cum inside her. He gave a few more thrusts and more cum before collapsing on top of her in exhaustion.
Both furs panted heavily, basking in the dull afterglow and laid there. A few moments passed and Greg moved his body and penis out of her body and moved next to her. Greg was about to say something and Kate pushed a digit to his lips and patted his head. She got up and pawed up some of the fluid from her vagina and pressed it against her chest to prevent it from getting more on the couch. Kate grabbed the loose clothing and moved to Greg's room to put it away and Greg went to the kitchen to get cleaning supplies to prevent stains on the couch. Kate came back and waited for Greg to finish up cleaning then held his paw in hers and moved to the bathroom with the intention of a shower.