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The long halls of wooden board hardly showed how extraordinary this Inn was. Within its walls every creature could come and make itself at home. Perhaps you are elven, lost in a long trek and near dying of hunger, the Inn of the Seven Suns appears in your path and you find your needs fulfilled. Then again, you could simply be a lover of many, a lion with no Pride, seeking the comforts of fur and flesh, tooth and claw. The Inn will help you find what you desire. So it is with every thing and every one. It was how a little blue spotted creature, with her feline tail and curious eyes, came to find herself peeking without thought into each room she passed.

The small figure was hardly one to catch much attention as she wandered. She wasn't the largest nor the smallest, not the most beautiful or most hideous. Instead she was merely the most curious. Her dark nose would appear first through mostly closed doors soon to be followed by peering yellow eyes. She had no care to steal or cause harm, merely to know what others would want secreted away behind their hidden worlds. Here and there she would find sleeping figures, even an old couple sharing a sweet kiss, but so far... Nothing had been nearly as interesting as this.

The eighth door down one of many corridors had been slightly ajar, the wooden lock left unset from the inside. With a peek and a glance she was disappointed to find a bare room and thought to go on her way until her ears perked with an interesting sound. Soft padded feet were moving before she'd even decided to investigate, crossing the floor to yet another oak passage, this one left open, not thinking to seek further privacy within their own room. Perhaps in the future they would find themselves thinking differently.

Very carefully, blue and white paws curled around the frame, amber orbs quick to follow. The sight stole a gasp from her lips, her eyes widening in surprise. She ducked back quickly, her hold transferring to the front of her clothing lest her startled sound draw the attention of the male within. Several long heartbeats later, with no reprimands coming her way, she carefully looked around once more, watching quietly and with fascination as he continued.

A large jackal had an iron grip on a dark bar, his eyes shut and his mouth open while he panted heavily. His other grip, nearly as tight, shifted back and forth over an impressive line of hard canine manhood. The black length twitched in the male's hold, the tip weeping fat drops of pre-cum onto the floor and his gray fingers. His whole body was impressive, moving thick muscles as he pleasured himself in the light, a mirror across from him, reversing the view and making for a startling vision to heat the blood of any who caught the sight of him.

A blue paw moved before the feline could stop herself, traveled down to mimic his play on herself, to delve her own touch beneath flimsy cloth to stroke against a growing need. She should have thought twice, to think that perhaps someone could come in behind her at any moment, but the sight of this creature working to a heavy release had fogged her mind to a heavy lust. Her teeth clenched hard, making sure she mad no noise that would end the show prematurely.

Muscles rippled beneath short fur, to clench and unclench as he tested the limits of his own control. The hold shifted, moving beneath the twitch member to massage and stroke across fur covered balls hanging just below. He let out a small grunted sound, obviously picturing another making such actions on his body, perhaps a fox that had been his company only a few hours before. His cock demanded attention once more and with it came a much quicker pace, proving with his pounding pulse that his release wasn't far away.

Emboldened by the continued oblivious nature of the subject of her curious eyes, the feline shifted, moving to the other side of the door frame and leaning against it, visible now in the mirror but gifted with a more full view of the jackal thanks to the reflective glass. Her own movements had quickened with his, imagining his long fingers dipping into her body, pushing against the places that would make her whimper and cry towards relief. She shuddered and tightened around her digits, pulsing and barely containing the noises that wished to escape her mouth.

The sudden silence went unnoticed as she continued her ministrations, thinking of nothing but her own pleasure, feeling certain that he was still lost in his own world as well. She swallowed hard past a lump in her throat, fueling her imagination with her thoughts behind closed lids, only to notice just then that she had, indeed, shuttered her gaze away. She broke open the amber orbs and froze instantly, near glowing yellow eyes meeting her's through the mirror.

The tall jackal had a smirk dancing over his maw, amusement plain in his features as he became the audience, briefly, to her delights. His body jumped at the vision, pulse raising and his face showing that he was thinking what he could do to her. She considered running, thought about getting out of there before she found herself at his mercy, unable to do anything but heed his command... But she was far too slow making up her mind. He was already shifting away from his position and moving to her small body.

The feline gulped, only now convincing herself to move but finding that the large canine was going to dictate her actions. A muscled arm passed by her cheek, pressing a palm to the wall while he leaned down, smirking face meeting her's with his shining gaze as his other paw disappeared out of sight. Her wrist was tugged, pulling her free from her own ministrations before her pressed against the soaking panties, pressing and rubbing. A surprised gasp pulled from her as it had when she'd seen the sight of all his masculinity left bare for the viewing. He let out a low chuckle and she felt her face heat, burning with embarrassment nearly as much as her lower lips flamed with desires.

The slight pink garments were hardly a hindrance to the large canine's demands. Claws dug into the material, tearing it away so that his gray touch could press directly against her wet core. The feline was lost, her mind clouding and losing focus far faster than she could ever imagine. She whimpered, trying to keep her mouth closed so she wouldn't make a fool of herself begging for release at his touch. Her paws, held now behind her back, dug claws into the hard wood, searching for anything that could hold her to reality while he tried to tear her into her darkest dream.

A coiled wave thrummed low in her body, pulsing and plunging with the same rhythm his digits pressed and rolled her body. Her knees shook and she tossed her head to the side, flinging plum hair into his face while she clenched her eyes. She moaned low, squirming her hips while the pressure within grew. She tried to hold back the pleas, the little sounds that said she was losing all decorum to his touch, but she knew she was failing. With every moment she felt the near boiling thrum of a coming orgasm and lost all knowledge to the keening sounds that passed her tongue. A claw nicked her thigh, a red welt left in its wake. That one action erupted the waves from within. Her sharp cry held no words but the wood behind her was scarred with deep furrows from her claws as her body tossed, lost in the release.

The world was slow to return. It felt like long minutes, though only seconds, before she became aware of the light sound of a tongue over fur. Amber eyes linked and looked back to the jackal and was greeted with the sight of him licking her satisfaction from his paw. She felt things low in her body instantly tighten and couldn't stop her glance from falling south, to see if he was still in the state she had first seen him in. The length of him seeped and throbbed. No change then. Her tongue flicked out, licking over her maw and glanced up. The canine seemed to have a perpetual smirk... Or maybe she just amused him greatly. She narrowed her eyes. She wasn't going to be the only one at a loss for words here. It wouldn't be fair.

Blue spotted thighs shifted and knees hit the floor. Matching paws caressed over hard muscle, admiring the strength of him and teasing him with her caress at the same time. She knew how to use her mouth and she was more than a willing to prove it to him. As her paws traveled south, her mouth moved forward, her tongue sliding out and slipping over his head, taking in her first taste of him with a suggestive moan mirrored by his sudden stillness and slightly agape maw. Now it was her turn to grin as she tasted his coming thrill, knowing just how he felt standing there in the doorway, his release at her mercy.

The fem moved one paw to encircle his base, squeezing lightly while the other moved down to massage the balls falling just under his manhood. Her mouth moved forward, stroking with her tongue before moving to take his head in her mouth. Her wet muscle danced as she sucked delicately, pulling back, and then sinking back, taking in just a little more. The jackal let out a low growl and pushed his hips forward, already demanding that she not play her game and do what she was down there to do. She purred in response, flicking her tail and pulling back, repeating her process with the end result nearly the same; just a little more flesh hidden in the cavern of her mouth.

Large paws fell on top of the feline's head, fisting her curled locks in their hold and pulling her to encase more of his length inside her. She resisted, tugging to stay where she was and only finding pleasure in the pain of his brutal hold. He growled low and thrust his hips forward. The sudden press of him against her throat made her nearly gag before clenching her eyes shut and swallowing convulsively until she could handle what he pushed in. He held her there, kept her in his whims while he plundered her mouth and throat. Her tongue never stopped moving, dancing around his flesh and her throat swallowed, using the muscles in her throat to massage his head each time it passed within its realm. Her body heat was rising once more, she could feel the evidence of her desire making her nether lips shine. She moaned around him, trying to picture his throbbing cock moving in a completely different region.

A growl from above showed a similar frustration rising in the demanding jackal. He pulled himself free, pulling her up by her hair. He released her, but it only lasted a moment, for the next he had lifted her thigh, positioned himself accordingly, and slammed deep into her body. She cried out, the sheer size of him stretching her beyond anything she'd felt before and drawing out an orgasm just with that one deep thrust. His voice growled and her tight walls throbbed around him, massaging him like her throat had done before. His hips moved, pulling himself free and sliding back in, his every forward move making her whimper and cling to the door frame once more. His hold on her shifted, moving to cup her ass, lifting her into the air, her paws no longer touching the floor, so he could put more power into his every throbbing push.

But it wasn't enough. The small feline keened and squirmed, dancing over his length but the powerful motions he seemed to desire would not be allowed in this position. The male lifted her completely, pulling her away from the wall and pressing her against his body, the one grip holding on one cheek as he moved, crossing the floor of his room. He lifted a knee, dropping it on the bed and moving forward until he could to the same to her, only keeping her hips raised so he could push inside anew.

The new angle played hell with her body, the coils of ecstasy within her body pushed and pulled with his every movement. Her fur felt too tight, holding in so much more of her than there should have ever been. Her mouth was open, pouring forth cries and moans without pause, words lost in the sounds he was drawing from her. Her breasts thrust into the air, nipples pressed hard against pink gauze while her claws scrambled for something, anything, that she could hold on to, ending tangled in sheets and blankets. His length buried in her velvet folds was driving her wild, tugging at every pleasurable nerve ending in her body and sending her over the deep end again and again.

The steady demanding pace faltered. The jackal's breath came heavy and heated, his jaw lowered so he could stare at where their bodies pounded together, melding. The gaze moved up, watching the writhing form beneath him making his pace falter again, rising in speed as he took in her jutting breasts. He rose a single paw to pinch and roll a tiny nipple between his thumb and forefinger, making her crying out again and shiver against him. He grunt and thrust harder, pulling out entirely only to push forward and hit her wall within. The length of him throbbed while pressure built before he exploded inside her body, flooding her with hot cum that pulsed and bulged her walls, seeping out of her. She cried out and throbbed around him, bringing out more that sent his mind spiraling and his body collapsing above the small form beneath him, barely catching himself on one paw to stop himself from crushing her fragile form.

A few more shallow thrusts left them both panting, bathing in an afterglow of their shared conclusion. Her small form was still shivering, her tunnel throbbing and abused by her mind delirious to the future ache that would make for certain she would not forget this excursion. The larger body of the jackal shifted to the side, pulling himself free to allow the flow of his seed pour from between her thighs and to let his head find a pillow. She turned her head to see him greening, obviously pleased with his conquest and she couldn't help feeling thrilled herself. She turned to her side and curled up, her tail draping over her thigh and her body showing exhaustion by pulling her to sleep.

Hours later the small saber would awaken to an empty bed. She would slip quietly from the room, sneaking where she could and trying to hide her partial nudity. She wouldn't know if they would ever meet again, but she knew she would hope for an encore performance.