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This lion was the king, his muzzle knowing how to work its way around my mouth with every kiss. After picking me up to move me inside, Tyson had kicked his leg out to close the door, managing to cradle me for a second on one leg. Granted my paws were only skimming the ground, it was an impressive feat to feel his pressure against my back, his heavy chest pressing against mine.

After standing in the middle of my bedroom/living room/studio for a few seconds making out, we moved to next step, him releasing me from his grasp. The sudden liberation sent me falling back onto my bed, the sheets flying out from around me. Tyson stood there, his built stance hovering over me like a Greek statue; the auburn mane shining under the light, his golden skin radiating flecks of light through his fur.

I was just lying there enjoying the sight, propping myself up to get a better look at the full sight of this guy. Whining out seductively for more, I coo out to him, "God you look like a beast. You just going to stand there or do you want to play?"

Tyson grinned out, purring loudly as he lifted off his shirt, revealing a nicely toned body, a full set of abs clearly visible through the thin patch of fur that lined his skin. His arms were just as hot, the muscles cutting off grown of fur, revealing their markings along his limbs, equally dividing his upper arm into perfect thirds.

I can't help but grow a little flush, my little pink thing emerging from its sheath. Moving my paw to the growing flesh in my pants, I move it under the sheets of clothing, readjusting it to face up, easing the discomfort of the formerly down facing cock.

Tyson takes note, moving down to all fours, crawling up my body, first kissing my leg, then my taunt pouch, then my body. Leaning back, I rested my paws under my head, looking up at the ceiling, wondering what all is happening. It feels great as he purrs his face around my body, taking in every pheromone I release, my body going into heat faster than I can control it. "We should really not be doing this." I attempt to pull the cat up to me, first going for his face, lifting it up to look at me, then his mane, gently motioning him to move face to face with me.

Tyson takes the cue, breaking off from exploring my body, rolling over onto his side, and then sliding up to match face to face with me. He is a bit taller than me, his legs extending a good few inches past mine, but from where he lies now, he is equally matched. Sighing heavily, his body seems to deflate as he accepts what I am saying, him obviously thinking it over as well. "Yea..." He rests his huge paw onto my chest, the bare skin of his hand wanting to cut through to my chest. "It would be a bad idea getting involved with employees. Makes for very complicated issues down the line."

I lean over to look at him, a slight grin visible on his snout. I am slightly surprised at the moment, me having learned of my employment at this moment. "So I am working for you?" I suddenly change the sentence, realizing what I had just blurted out. "I mean, working for the youth center?"

When I had leaned up, Tyson was forced to move his hand down to the sheets. I was still slightly shocked that he was allowing me to work there. I mean I had a strong idea that he would be ok but to tell me here, now? It just was a surprise, especially with our emotions heightened the way they are. Resting my paw onto his bare chest, it felt great, the black pads feeling every line of his abs, the fur sending signals to me that he was just as turned on as I was.

With a sly grin on his face, Tyson leans up this time, "Yea it would be at the center you doofus. You dogs are always so cute when you get surprised, the look on your face right now looks so adorable."

Pawing against him playfully, I look away, blushing heavily. Tyson continues however, grabbing my waist and pulling me down. "If you want however, you could work for me tonight." A sexy chuckle flows out of him as he moves on top of me, kissing my neck in the process.

Kicking him over, I roll on top of him, us now at the edge of the bed. "I could, but I have standards. Prostitution is a bit below me, don't you think." I lean up, pulling off my shirt, revealing a toned body, not as fit as his but still worth of some sex appeal. There are a few cuts from pervious fights scattered around, battle wounds that I had learned to move on from time ago.

Tyson seems to take interest in them, running his paws along the faint scars, his pads exacting electricity with every stroke he makes, sensuality raging through my body. My hard on grew even more as he rubs my body, enjoying the sight above him. "Plus," leaning down and cupping his mouth, I kiss it, "I enjoy sex too much that I don't think I need to be paid for it."

After kissing him, I work down his body, taking each part with a greater sense of pleasure. Nibbling on his short floppy ear, I stroke my paw through his mane, eliciting a deep heavy purr from him. My body rises against his a little as his own penis grows inside his pants. Taking deep whiffs of his mane, I enjoy the smell of his body and his pheromone, the distinct smell of him in heat.

Moving down his body, I kiss softly across his chest, taking note the deep breast bones and peck muscles that enshroud his upper torso. With every kiss I take, the purring grows louder, turning me on even more. His breathing intensifies, the labored intake of air raising his chest in heavy motions. It is hot watching him suck in his chest, the kissing turning him on with every peck of my muzzle to his fur.

Reaching his groin, I lick around the outline of his pants, the jeans tight enough to stop from falling down but loose enough for me to reach my tongue under and outline the waistline. Taking pleasure in the encounter, Tyson grips the bed, his paws extending the claws out to dig into the sheets.

The happy trail, if you want to call it that, started up near his belly button, the patch of red fur expanding out, slow at first into a deep pocket of fuzz, running under his pants, the rest seeking cover near his penis. Kissing his thighs gently, I start to remove the denim, unlatching each of the buttons tying it closed seductively, looking at him with a mischievous glint in my eyes.

Tyson can only sit back and enjoy it, because if he were to make any movement, all pleasure would be lost. His eyes are checking out my body and my hands check out his, each of ours running across each other like rainwater across an open field. There is no part of my body that he is not overlooking; even though I still have my jeans on, I am pretty sure he is undressing me with every movement of his gaze.

Him first though, as I slip off the jeans to the floor, admiring his CK briefs. It was a well known brand, I had a few myself. "Crazy Kat" as the owner had been known to be called, printed his own clothing for quite some time, expanding into women's clothing as well. Tyson though wore one of his better known styles, a simple brief that clearly showed his endowments, not that the brief would have needed any help portraying it to begin with.

Before I can pull them off to pleasure Tyson, he rolls me over, back towards the middle of the bed, his tented briefs pressuring right on top of my bulging pants. "My turn," he purrs to me as he cuts his way down my body. With his claws out, he leaves small lines down my chest, him kissing my neck then following the lines down to my jeans. I couldn't help but release a few yelps, my senses running so high my yipping just blurted out. It felt so good at the moment as he kissed my chest, taking note of each scar on the way.

Leaning up to watch him, as well the entire erotic scene, undo my leather belt, then my pants, it caused my pet snake to jump up. As it was, right when he pulled down the blue denim, it almost shot out at him, wanting to bite him in the mouth, not that he would have minded though. Taking in deep whiffs of my groin, Tyson works to release my legs from the captivity of my jeans, working the clothing off my firm legs.

Lying there in only my boxers, I almost feel helpless for a few seconds as I look over this lion working his way around me. His paws finger their ways under the elastic of my underwear, gently pulling them down in multiple strides. Before I know it, he has me undone, the cloth working its way down my legs to greet my pants which lie there on the floor.

Both our tails flick back and forth with ecstasy, the pleasure of our bodies pressing against each other causing slight spasms to flick our tails. His is more elegant in its movements, the wave of the golden end wrapping around my legs, then flicking out to latch onto my own bushy tail.

As Tyson glides back up to my mouth, he works his way out of the briefs, kissing me nude, his mouth matching muzzle to muzzle, his barbed cock pressing tip to tip. With us now body to body, our tails intertwine in the same motions of our cocks, wrapping themselves together with every movement of our bodies. Tyson grinds together our fur, our throbbing pipes dripping with pre-cum. Moving his right hand down to our gentiles; he takes some of the animal lube and rubs the two poles together, his left hand pressing over me to get a good look at my relaxed face.

Leaning up, his full body sits before me, the weight of his ass resting on my legs. He is pumping the pipes at a quicker pace, his free hand digging into my chest. Moving up to kiss his chest, I lick the outline of his abs, stopping him from pistioning our cocks together. Grabbing his ass, I wrap my fingers together behind his back, suddenly turning him over.

A slight roar flies out as he is caught off guard by the change of position, me suddenly on top of him now, our cocks pressing against each other, still hard and oozing the viscous liquid. Moving down his body, I land on his groin, working around his barbed cock, my heavy breathing spreading warmth to his lower section.

Licking his testicles in a husky manner, I take long swipes at the balls, running the full course of my tongue across the sac, ending at the base of his penis. Taking his ribbed cock in my paw, I start pumping it up and down as I continue to explore around the sector, kissing the skin surrounding his flagpole. It is a massive piece of equipment, thick and large, full of manhood.

After I have covered his groin in a wet layer of saliva, I move my mouth over his stubbed cock, taking it all in on the first try. Tyson freaks out, gripping the bed hard as I down the meat, a huge growl flowing out as I move into sucking. The cat, originally in a bent bow when I deep throated him, falls back against the bed, body relaxed against the mattress. His paws are still gripping hard, so to ease the cat's clutches, I move my paws up to greet his, him grabbing mine and increasing pressure every time I suck down.

After a few times going down on him, Tyson starts to pull me up, his urgency letting me know that he is near completion. Greeting him with a slight dribble of his own precum, I connect our mouths together in a sloppy kiss, our tongues eager to greet each other after being separated for suck a length of time.

Grinding our bodies together, Tyson releases my hands, pulling me in close, pressing out all air from the middle of our bodies. Moving his paws down my back; he starts to trace my ass crack, stopping a few times at the entrance of to the rear of my body. Looking deep into his eyes, I inform him, "That is boyfriend territory. Let's enjoy what we have going on at the moment."

Tyson thankfully doesn't get hurt over the statement, instead moving back up to my back and clawing in as we increase our humping. Being on top, my cock is smaller than his but still as agile, the knot reaching further up his body than his barbs to mine. I cum first; my juices flying around his cock and up his chest. With us bucking in the fashion that we are, it doesn't take long for my cum to work its way up his chest, stopping just short of his first ab muscles.

Moving over his cock, I slide it between my legs, massaging him to completion with the up and down movements of our bodies. His cum flies out over my back, the small end dribble flowing down my ass, meeting back at the slit, as if it wants to work its way back in for a reshoot.

Relaxing onto his body, I kiss him gently on the mouth, our muzzles and tongues mixing together perfectly. Releasing from his nose, I play around with his mane, twisting my finger around in the hair. Resting my head against his chest, I ask him "Do you want to stay the night?" I whimper up to him, hoping he would say yes. Then it hit me, I had forgotten about class tomorrow. "Problem is I have class at 9 so I can't really sleep in."

With his eyes still closed and his purring soft, Tyson speaks softly, saying what I had expected him to say, "I would love to but its best not to. Especially since tomorrow is your first day." His chest heaves in and then out as he releases a long and heavy sigh. "You really are one pup you know that?"

Looking up at him, I smile happily. "I know. And I'm happy about it too."

Tyson starts to move from his slumber, leaning up to kiss me on the head before working over to the edge of the bed. Pulling up his briefs, he starts to redress himself. Moving to the edge, I wrap my arms around his body, romantically intertwining my fingers at his chest. I have to release my hold however as he pulls over his shirt, him back to being dressed and me still lying nude.

My cock has gone limp with his impending exit but not to let him walk out alone, I rush to put on my pants. Tyson looks at me, a questioned look in his eyes, "Heading out somewhere?"

Laughing slightly, I respond, having just buttoned my pants. "No, I just want to watch you out. It would be rude otherwise." Slapping his ass, I move off the bed. Working our way to the door, I open it first, sad to see him leaving me. "I'll see you tomorrow ok?"

Tyson moves in to kiss me on the lips, grabbing my hips in the process. "Yea, sounds great." With that he turned and headed down the stairs, the slight cum stain showing through his shirt where it had dampened a circle.

Leaning my head against the frame, I wait till he is fully out of my sight before closing the door. Working my way back to the bed, I drop my pants on the way, falling nude into the sheets again.

Taking a deep breath in, I smell his scent, not wanting to forget it. As I start to nod off to sleep, I think to myself, "I knew this was a good town to stay in."