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_ _Rowen entered Kira's room. It was empty. He thought maybe she had just gone to the bathroom, so he changed. Rowen laid his clothes on the floor, pulling his pajamas up.

Suddenly, Rowen was pulled under the covers by a nude Kira. She lay, one finger on his lips, other arm across his waist, pushing her chest against him.

"What're you-" Rowen exclaimed, a bead of nervous sweat traveled down his face.

"Shhh." She blew open their window and tossed his clothes outside with her powers.

"What the hell are yo-" Rowen was confused.

"Shhh. You don't _need_clothes. Not right now, anyway. It's just you and me." Kira held his face and kissed him.

Even under the covers, her eyes were a great jade spectacle.

Holding her soft butt in his paw, he slipped his tongue fully into her mouth, wrapping a leg around her.

She let out a moan.

He licked and nibble his way down her body. Her neck, her chest, her hard abs, her belly.

Lick. Lick.

She readjusted herself on his waist.

She is awfully warm.

She squeaked in pleasure, cheeks reddening, becoming 'warmer'. "You know," she heaved, "you really are good at this..." she trailed off with a satisfied grunt of her mate's tongue on her chest.

"You're the only one. Don't worry." He winked at her and rolled her over, sitting on her bare thighs.

"Whoa," she was puzzled.

He stratled and laid his belly down on her soft butt. Rowen extended his tongue, slowly, and lovingly licking her from her tail up to her neck, sending a satisfied shiver up her spine. She clutched the sheets as he tickled her outer thighs with a teasing tongue.

She left a damp spot on his waist from when she had sat on him. She must really be sweating! He tasted her sides, even venturing to give the side of her breast a quick, tentative lick.

"Oh," she began, "you..." her whole body shivered. She trailed off, apparently forgetting what she was going to say.

He took his paws and massaged her, biting the scruff of her neck. She shivered in regular intervals, moaning each time louder than the last. He came to massage her inner thigh, finding it very moist, "You must be really sweaty..."

She moaned, "Yeah."

He smelled his paw. It didn't _smell_like sweat, but, what did it matter? He laid her on her back again and sucked on her lips, trading saliva. He pulled her as close as he could, not caring if even her pillowy bosom pushed against him. He pulled her leg around himself, holding her exceedingly warm, sweaty thigh against him.

Kira shivered as he tasted her mouth, moaning. Hot sweat rolled over Rowen's fingers.

Rowen was slowly figuring out that touching her back, neck, or thighs drove her absolutely mad.

Rowen licked his sweaty paw. Its smell was intoxicating, its taste was that of a surely divine opiate. "Hey, your sweat... It doesn't seem like sweat..."

"Yeah, it's weird, isn't it..." Kira became nervous.

Then, Rowen was gone.

Suddenly she felt Rowen between her thighs, licking up her 'sweat'. She shivered hugely; more sweat leaking. Rowen happily licked her legs.

She threw her head back, knowing she should stop him soon, but it felt so good. It was euphoric. She squeaked and moaned uncontrollably; sweating.

Rowen couldn't get enough of her taste; it was indescribable.

Kira was glad that it was really too dark for him to see much under the covers.

Rowen closed his eyes and lapped her up. She pushed his head down gently. He was getting a little close.

She moaned long lustful moans, resting her calves on Rowen's shoulders.

Rowen thought her sweat was almost too warm now. It was getting even warmer.

She was moaning loudly now, eyes closed, face scrunched up in pleasure. She was all hot and losing her composure. It is hard to regain a fastly dwindling composure when you are flustered.

Rowen chased a drop that had escaped down her calf and onto her hindpaw. He took her paw into his mouth, sucking it clean of any moisture, running his tongue over every part of her pads before appearing, once again, between her legs.

Lick.

Lick.

She thrust her hips forward, his tongue missing her by only a few millimeters. Kira yelled something, gripping the sheets, cross-eyed and breathing heavily. She leaked onto the bed, which, Rowen happily lapped up as soon as it made sticky contact with the sheet's fabric.

Kira wished that she still wore panties, because Rowen was getting awfully close.

"Gah," Rowen exhaled, "it's all sticky!" Intoxicated by her, bringing his mouth to hers, stringy sweat lay in a trail of where it had detached, across her stomach. It smeared Rowen's snout.

Kira accepted his kiss, sweat connecting their tongues. Kira had never tasted herself before, there was something oddly erotic about the recycled juices, and Rowen's willingness to lap up the product.

"I love you so much babe, I can't even tell you how much," Rowen's tongue danced with Kira's.

"Honey, more than anything in the world. I am yours. Always and forever." Kira going wild once again.

This time, he mustered up some courage and gingerly massaged her breast.

She breathed, "It's okay." she smiled in the darkness, exuding more fluids, moaning meekly.

Slowly and very lovingly he brought his tongue to her and licked. Even she became excited by this. Placing a graspy paw on her chest, he went between her legs once more and licked up her happiness.

And once more, Kira wished she still wore panties as Rowen was licking awfully close.