Ravenous Rendez-vous
Remember Angel Eyes and Ocean Tears? This stars Dante and his friend Chase (both characters of my boyfriend.) I wrote it for him the night we met because he wanted a sample of my talents, and this is what he asked for. Enjoy <3 It was fun to write.
The snow leopard and his tiger companion had chosen to rendez-vous, for no more reason than boredom and free time. They sat in a corner of the café, the swirling light brown on the chocolate-painted wall complimenting Dante's spots in a way that Chase was fully aware. Dante was licking the whipped cream off his forefinger as he scooped it up from his hot chocolate, seemingly oblivious to the tiger's eyes following the motions. Then he looked over at his friend, noticed his attention, and did it one last time, slowly and deliberately. Chase grinned mischievously, reached over, and did the same.
Dante smiled in the same manner, then discreetly slithered his blue, spotted tail up the tiger's leg, nudging its tip against the six-inch, thick growth that had developed on his pants. Chase took it a step further and slid his own tail up the snow leopard's pant leg. At that moment, Dante's pants became about four inches tighter.
"Oh, I see how it is," Dante said. "I keep forgetting how useful it is to have a particularly long table cloth. It means I can do this." With that, Dante slipped his tail under Chase's shirt and rubbed it against all the turn-on spots he could think of that were around the tiger's torso. Chase chuckled, blending the quiet moan he let out with it flawlessly, a sure sign of practice.
"Mmm, I think we should take this somewhere more...appropriate, yeah?" Chase said, standing up, stroking Dante's tail in the process. Dante smiled lustfully. "Definitely. I could do with a barbeque. Some hot dogs for lunch, and maybe a cream pie for dessert. How's that sound?" Chase's pants nearly exploded then and there, and if they had, he'd have Dante on his knees in the middle of the café. "Delicious," he commented, thinking that the fire had already been lit.
They left the building and started heading to Dante's town house, the leopard's tail swatting at Chase's hand when his rear was reached for. They stepped into the foyer, and as the door latched shut, they lost control. Clothing was torn away and left in shreds on the wooden floor, necks being nipped at, pants finally dropping to the ground. Chase shoved Dante down on the couch, kissing his neck and his shoulders and his chest. His hands tore away the flimsy underwear, freeing Dante's throbbing cock to dominate the tiger's attention.
Chase's steady hands wrapped around the snow leopard's member and began stroking it as he kissed down his friend's body. Getting down on his knees, the tiger's face became level with the pulsing pork-sword before him, and he wrapped his tongue around the base, choosing to tease the leopard he mastered. His six-inch tongue ran up his companion's shaft, ran circles around the tip, and prodded as pre slowly oozed out.
Dante moaned quietly, mewing ever so slightly. Chase grinned, and began again stroking him, his own tip brushing against the side of the couch. His tongue no longer occupied with his snow leopard's throbbing friend, the tiger set it to work fondling his balls, running his hands up Dante's sides as he shivered in pleasure. Dante tried to prop himself up to watch his friend work, but Chase laid a paw on his chest and pushed back down into the couch.
Reaching under the couch with his free hand, the tiger pulled a set of purple handcuffs from a bag beneath, and came back up. His own quivering cock slid against Dante's as he leaned down to kiss him, their tongues battling in their maws as Chase deftly moved the snow leopard's submissive hands behind his head. Chase pulled his hand away from stroking their dicks together to deftly cuff Dante's hands back.
Dante smiled at him seductively when their lips and tongues parted, a string of salivation dangling briefly between them. Dante made no sound but the daring click of his teeth, setting Chase's blood on fire with lust. Using the muscles in his hips and abs, the tiger held himself over the leopard's seducing, spotted torso as he reached down again for the bottle of lube in his pants pocket, which was in need of being soon replaced.
As he spread lube over his fingers, Chase kissed down Dante's neck, nipping occasionally, feeling Dante jolt and moan. Sliding his fingers coaxingly into the leopard's begging hole, Chase lapped at his nipples, his free hand rubbing at Dante's most arousing parts along his torso. Content after a minute of fingering his partner's walls, Chase pulled his fingers out, aimed, and slid his foot-long member into the snow leopard's body. Dante began to moan, his voice begging for Chase's power to set him alight. Smiling, Chase began to pull out before sliding partially out, and then in again, moaning quietly in pleasure.
Dante looked up at him, biting his lip before he reached a volume to attract the neighbors. Chase knew what he wanted, knew where his prisoner wanted to go, but he wanted him to beg for it. Bending down, still thrusting at a slow rhythm, Chase whispered into Dante's ear. "Purr for me. Purr, and I will give you everything you need," Chase murmured seductively. Dante looked up at him, and tried to purr, but only came out with a pathetic mew. Chase chuckled.
"I'll give you a little more, but you must earn it all," Chase said as he began to move faster, his pace not as pain-staking. Dante stared into his eyes, thinking, and trained his eyes on the tiger's gorgeous body. His eyes traced the perfect pecks, circled his nipples as they reached out to him, drug down Chase's happy trail before becoming distracted by his abs. Thinking about these, he let out a low purr, but was then interrupted by one swift thrust by the tiger, cutting him short.
Dante glared playfully and took his needs into his own hands. Dante wrapped his legs around his master's waist and pulled him sharply into him, feeling his slowly cumming cock rub against his sweetest spots. Chase grinned and laughed, then bent over to lick the leopard's chest.
"You tried, I'll give you that. I suppose you've earned your reward," Chase said almost lazily, playing coy for Dante. Slowly but surely, Chase reached a quick, constant, shaking pace as he pounded into Dante, more cum trickling out. Chase grabbed Dante's shaking dick firmly and began stroking it in time and tangent with his pounding. Dante moaned, crying out desperately for more, throwing his head back as his back arched, cum dripping onto Chase's hand. Chase's own cum began to flow out faster as he watched, and he stroked Dante harder and faster, moaning now.
Chase pulled his cock out of Dante's pecker as it sprayed cum all over the leopard, slathering his spots. Feeling Dante's own orgasm reach its climax, he took on the finality of the ritual to make the leopard moan louder. Chase licked down Dante's chest, taking in his own cum, pushing Dante over the edge. Then he clamped his lips over the leopard's tip, just in time for Dante to gush down his throat. Chase sucked desperately for every drop of his prisoner's seed, letting out some extra cum as Dante moaned desperately.
Satisfied that he got it all out, Chase kissed up the trail his tongue left in parting the sea of his cum, and then finally laying his lips down passionately on Dante's. Dante smiled at the kiss, and they parted, only millimeters apart, breathing heavily. Chase stood up, lifted Dante, and laid under him on the couch, cuddling him, before they both began to succumb to sleep, their eyelids drooping with exhaustion.
Chase remembered he had to go to work in two hours, just before his eyelids slid closed. Shrugging mentally, he decided he and Dante could just shower first. If they weren't distracted, they could be finished within forty-five minutes.