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Night's Angel

Amber was a young squirrel. Eighteen and fresh out of school. She was out late even for her. But this was the first chance she had to visit her mother who passed away some years ago. The night air held a chill that made her puff out her fur. The cemetery was darker then it was usually at this time of night. Being only four foot six she wasn't the tallest of her group but that's what her friends liked about her. But in this dark she had a hard time seeing and she had forgotten to bring a flashlight.

But she knew the grave she was looking for. She was half way to her goal when she tripped on something. She caught herself before she could fall and looked back into the night to see what it was. At first her mind yelled it was a body rising from a grave. But when she looked closer she found it was just some male sleeping on a grave. Her outgoing nature would always get the better of her as she kick the male's foot.

He grunted but made no other movement. "Hey buddy, you'll catch your death out here" the squirrel said looking over the dark mass. "I'm no more alive than anyone else out here" he voiced from under his hat. "Don't you know it's rude to sleep on someone's grave like that" she chide. "It is no more rude to sleep on my grave then it is for you to wake the dead" the male said shifting where he lay. "I'm sorry, but I was just going to visit my mother" she said holding out her free paw to the male to help him up.

"I know, you come here often" he said "I've been here for some time." the young squirrel stepped back thinking the male was some creep. "Have you been watching me" she asked ready to run. "No" he answered. "then how would you know' she questioned the male. "I've just seen you past me, is all" he answered and stiffly sat up. "I'm sorry, Ma'am" he said moving his arms to fix his hat "the name's Mathew Ma'am.

"Amber" the squirrel replied. In the dark she saw his pale paws move over his face. His muzzle was so short that it looked like he didn't even have one. She didn't notice that his feet were bare. Once his hat was set atop his head the male looked up at her. "What are you doing out here anyway" the squirrel asked. "Don't know, sleeping I guess" he answered slowly pulling himself to his feet. "I'd think I could fine better places to sleep if I were you" she said looking around the graves.

"Ma'am it's not like I wanted a dirt nap myself but the world tends to pick who gets what" he said loosing himself up. "Well it looks like it's going to rain" she said looking up at the sky. "Yeah I guess" the male answered "so maybe you should head home before it starts." The squirrel questioned the taller male with a look. "I'm fine, have a nice strong box to cover me" he answered her gaze. "Yeah but in this cold I think you should find something better" she said.

Being raised with a kind heart the young female felt she should help. But his words didn't seem to fit right. She shook them off as bad jokes due to the setting. "I would if I could but I don't get out much anymore" he said. "You could come back to my place" she suggested. "That's mighty kind of you but you don't have to go out of your way" he said more or less trying to send her away. "Bull, you look cold and hungry," she said seeing how well he was dressed "so you're coming with me whether you like or not" she said and grabbed his paw.

She blinked at what she felt. He had no fur or pads on his paws just pale skin that was oddly warm to the touch. But she resolved to help him and that's what she was going to do. "I thought you came to visit your mother" he asked in a plea. "I did but I'm sure she will understand" Amber said "now come on we're going home." She pulled playfully on his arm slowly moving him from his spot. He steps were small and getting smaller each time she pulled.

Till she finally got him to step off the grave. He took a deep breath of the night air before looking at the grave he was sleeping on. "Are you done" she said and started pulling once more "come on?" They quickly got to the gate but just like the grave, the six foot male was reluctant to leave this place. She tried with better luck to just ease him slowly past the gate and tighten her grip to make sure he didn't run.

The walk to the squirrel's home was quiet but not unpleasant. She watched as the male's long wide feet hit the ground and didn't ask why he didn't have shoes to match his outfit. She slowly pulled herself closer to the male feeling safer with him the longer they were together. He asked about her life and the things she had planned. But he never answered her questions or just said "just too many things left undone."

Soon she was cuddly up under his arm taking in the smell of the grass and dirt he had been laying on. "I don't mean to be rude but are you seeing anyone" he asked. "No, I haven't been with anyone after my mother died" Amber answered "I don't know why I just don't want to feel that pain again." "I know how that is" Mathew said giving the smaller squirrel a squeeze. "How about you" she asked "any lucky ladies in your life?"

"Yeah, but I lost her a long time ago and I don't like to talk about it much" he said rubbing the back of his head with his free paw. "I don't see anyone else like you around here" she said asking more of what he was then where he was from. "I guess you don't see any like me anymore" he said "guess you can say I'm the last of a dead breed." "Yeah I guess" Amber said looking up at the sky and as if on cue the sky opened and let its tears wash the world.

They had to run to get back to her place but were soaked when they got there. "Come on you can use the shower and I'll go ahead and run your clothes through the wash" she said opening the door and leading him in side. Amber lived in the house her mother left to her and did her best to keep it in the best of condition. The look on Mathew's face said that her home remind him of his own and made her smile.

"Well go on" she commanded "strip off those wet clothes." The male blushed brightly as it could be seen all over his face. "You're the shy type aren't you" she said turning to him "well then only one thing we can do about that." She smiled up to him as she drew closer. He blinked as she peeled off her own clothes. "I'll show you mine if you show me yours" she teasingly said dropping her coat. Her white blouse soak to the point her dark bra was showing through.

Shyly Mathew slid his coat off and let it pool on the floor. His eyes were transfixed on the young squirrel's body taking in every detail that his mind could hold. From her light brown fur to her big green eyes. The shape of her maw to her long fluffy tail that shrunk due to the rain. Her eyes darted across the male's flesh. Because he had no fur she could see every detail of his build. Tall and lean but not over build, he could have been a furless otter she had heard about. But from what could see he had no tail.

She started to undress him just to get them both out of the wet clothes. As she pulled his shirt off, she ran her paws across his skin. It was smooth to the touch and she liked the way it felt. He bit back a laugh as her fur tickled. She slipped her shirt off and turned around to ask him to unhook her bra. As he did he ran his fingers through her fur. She felt so soft and so warm. Her heart started racing as she felt his paws found their way around and caught her in the snakes of his arms.

He sensed her unease and pulled away. "I'm sorry Amber" he said "I've just been alone for so long." "Mathew," she said turning around to face him. She pulled on him lightly to bring him closer "kiss me." they shared a kiss as their paws fumble about to undo the rest of the other clothes. She push her tongue pass his teeth only to find an odd taste to him. But she didn't care he was warm and loving. They broke away for a breath only to meet again.

She pulled back in a gasp from his large paws easily cupping her rump with a cheek in each paw. A moan full breath blew into his ear. His paws slid and round and squeezed the squirrel's rear. He smiled at her moans knowingly teasing her. She decided to play his game and dug into the pitch of his shorts. She found him fully grown and hard as stone. "Maybe we should take this to another room" he whispered into her ear and gently nibbled on her neck.

"Maybe you're right" Amber said and playfully pushed the bigger male away. She picked up their clothes. And seeing as they both were naked she can't but help to look at his shaft. It had short fur around it but it didn't have a sheath. She led him to the laundry room where she loaded their clothes. She turned to face only to meet with his chest. His paws caught her by the waist and lifted her to his level.

He kissed her lovingly holding her close. "I think we should take a shower first or we'll both catch a cold" she said breaking way from his lips. He frowned and set her down. She was right and he didn't want her to get sick. She led him to the bath room and showed him the shower. It was big enough for two and she had left some towels next to the shower door. He didn't even wait for the water to start running before he continued to run his bald paws through her fur.

She blushed and turned her back to him giving herself a little modesty. He back away by a step or two and answered her reaction with "I'm sorry." He didn't realize how quick he was moving. But he wanted to be close to her as long as he could. "Is Mathew really your name" the squirrel asked looking over her shoulder at the male. "Yes, Mathew Churchview is my real name" he answered. She thought she knew the name from somewhere didn't give it much thought.

She flicked her tail suggesting he come closer. He did and slowly wrapped his arms around her. She moaned as his paws ran up her sides and covered her sizable breasts. The palms of his paws cupped her with ease and squeezed her gently coaxing another moan from her lips. She placed her paws over his letting the warm water coat them fully. She led one of his paws down her belly to the swell between her legs.

He needed no leading from that point as his fingers knew what to do. She pressed her back into his chest as his fingers traced and teased her mound. She was more than wet from the rain, shower and her own juices for him to slip his finger between the lips and folds of her mound. She gasped feeling his long finger ease into her. She lifted her arm and wrapped it over her head so her paw held him by the back of the head.

He followed her pull and left playful kisses along her neck. He added another finger into her slit tease her as it entered. He teased and coaxed the hard nub at the tip of her slit. "If you keep this up, you're going to me ..." she moaned as her hips bucked into his hand "I'M CUMMING!" she rode out her climax holding herself up. She teased him with her tail and wrapped it around his thick shaft. "My turn to tease you" she said with a wicked grin.

Holding her tail in her paw she rubbed her soaked fur across he pulsing member. He groaned and huffed as she toyed with him. She used the tip of her tail to polish the head and tickled the skin just under it. The juices of his pre mixed into her fur. She added some soap and worked it into a thick lather over her tail. With his help the little squirrel was coated in the bubbly lather and rubbed herself against him to soap him up as well.

Soon she was just using her paw to coax him to a climax. She knelt down in front of him. Her effort was rewarded with a shower of his thick cream. Her green eyes met with the blue ice of his and smiled to him. He massage her all over letting the warm water rinse the soap from her fur. She turned and did the same for him before turning the water off. They dried off with the towels just outside the shower.

When they were dry he pulled her close and breathed in deeply taking in her scent. A minute had passed before he released her blushing again from the look she gave him. She had seen a different type of need in his eyes. A simple wish to be close to someone one last time. "Mathew, are you dying" she asked hugging him. "No, you can only die once" he said and squeezed her tight. "I'm a little dizzy from the shower" she said playful "would you mind taking me to bed?" he smiled and with ease lifted her off the floor.

She guided him to the bedroom and to the bed where he laid her down on her back. He kissed her with a passion she never knew before. She bit her tongue when the kiss was broken. Three words she wanted to say be felt it too soon to say them. She pushed him away playfully rolling onto her stomach. She lifted her rear into the swaying her tail begging him for more of his magic touch. He answered her willing taking her hips with both paws.

She hummed to the power in his large paws and gasped when his fat tongue caught her off guard. His tongue worked quickly making her moan. She tried to pull away wanting to do more for him. But his paws were too strong for her to break free. She smacked him with her tail breaking his grip. "It would be rude if I made you do all the work" she said turning to him. She took one of his paws and pulled him onto the bed.

She pushed on his chest to make him lay back and kissed him again. She broke away tasting herself on his lips and smiled to herself. She turned and settled her hips over his face. But she didn't let him continue till she was where she wanted to be. Being a head shorter than the male it wouldn't be easy for them but he didn't put up a fight. He lifted his head and shoulders to curve his back. His burning red flesh filled her nose with his musk and greedily lapped at the tip.

The shared moans worked with their efforts and made them enjoy each other's mouth. She pulled away again and rolled off him. The young squirrel turned to look at her lover's face. She climbed over his lap rubbed her slit over his shaft. "Mathew" she said "I have a secret, I'm still a virgin." "Then maybe we should stop" he said "so you can save yourself for the right guy." "I think I have and I want you to take it" Amber said lifting herself up.

"Amber, you don't have to," he said "I don't want to cause you any pain." "I know that's why I'm going to do it" she said lining herself up. "Amber, please don't force it" he plead once more "you should save yourself for someone better." But his words were too late. With one downward thrust she impaled herself onto his shaft. She cried out from pain as his member ripped her open. She had hilted herself down to his root.

She gave him a weak smile and said "see you didn't hurt me." He sat up and held her tightly. Tears ran down her face as she forced her hips to move. "Amber, don't force it," he said squeezing her "it will only hurt more." "I don't care how much it hurts" she cried "I want you I want to be with you." "Then stop, at least till the pain subsides" he begged keeping her close. She cried into his thin hair of his chest letting her body adjust to what she had done.

Mathew petted her head and kissed her again and again. He fell in love with the moment he saw her but knew he couldn't keep her. For him this night was a gift and he loved every second. She listened to the beating in his chest and felt each pulse inside her. They were connected they had become one. She drew a breath and shifted her hips and felt a tingle deep inside. She shifted slowly letting it build inside her.

He dried the tears from her eyes and smiled with glee as her pain had passed and could now feel joy in their connection. He moved in time with her always being gently and never getting ahead of her. Soon she was tightening around him inside and out. She felt him pulse and twitch deep inside of her. She squeezed him more and more. She wanted his seed and was will to do anything for it. He groaned knowing he was close and told her so.

"Don't stop, don't pull out," she begged "breed me please Mathew. I want your kids." Her plea pushed them both over the edge and shared a climax that shook them to the core. They kissed again before she fell asleep. He held her close till their connection broke with a pop from his member retreating from newly used sex. He laid her out on the bed and covered her with the blanket. He sat with her till he was sure she was asleep.

Then he got up and tended to the clothes. He returned without a sound. He slid into the bed next to her and cuddled up to her and just lay there watching her sleep. He petted her head and kissed her cheek. And just listen to her breath in what he hoped was a beautiful and wonderful dream. The rain beat quietly at the window till the morning came. The golden light lit up the clouds and dance its way into the room.

Amber woke to her lover's soft lips and smiled, happy to see that last night was not just a dream. "Good morning my love" he said to her. "Good morning Mathew Churchview" she replied. She wanted to say the words but her just couldn't find the voice to use them. They both crawled out of the bed. The little squirrel went to the bathroom to tend to her needs and Mathew found the kitchen and made her breakfast.

She smiled to him with wishful eyes. He frowned knowing he had little time left. She hugged him feeling sad. "Amber my love," he said softly "No matter what, I want you to know how happy you made me and how much I love you." She paused, the words stuck in her throat. He pressed a finger to her lips and gave her a smile. "Come now, I made breakfast" he said and waved her over to the table. He ate next to nothing but mostly watch her enjoy the mean.

They got dressed after a quick shower. It was still early and almost no one was on the street. "So where should I drop you off" she asked taking her lover's paw. "Right where you found me would be best" he said "That way you can stop by and visit your mother." "If you're sure" she asked. He smiled and nodded. They stopped at the cemetery gate as Amber cuddled up to her lover. "Are you getting sick" she asked feeling how cold he had gotten.

But only his body was getting cold and his eyes still held his passion. "Did you know this place is said to have a spell or blessed with good magic" he said overlooking her question. "Yeah, my mother told me as a kid about it" Amber answered "she said that's why she wanted to be buried here." His smile never left his face. "She told me when I was little that the souls of good people who are buried here can have one night to be with loved ones," Amber spoke "but only one soul is given this gift in a lifetime."

He nodded as his eyes started to water. They stopped at her mother's grave to pay their respects. She followed him to the grave she found him on. "Amber, I love you and I will always be watching over you" Mathew said standing on the grave. They shared one last kissed. She closed her eyes for just a second after the kiss and her beloved Mathew was gone. She looked at the headstone and saw the name. Half of the stone was cover in vines.

Only the words "Mathew" and "Human" were not covered. Her heart raced as she looked closer at the forgotten stone pulling the vines away with her paw. She read out loud the words cut into the stone. "Here lies Mathew Churchview, The last human on Earth." The date of death was from a hundred years ago. The only thing she could say as tears flooded her eyes "Mathew, I love you." Hoping he heard her once last time.