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Author's note: Yet another chapter of Roommates. It's been... much too long for that. I apologize. On the plus side, a some of the previous chapters got out quickly... which was primarily the reason for the delay. Usually, I when one chapter goes into the editing stage, the next is already in the first draft stage. The reason I got out a couple ones very quickly was that they were more or less written at the same time... throwing off my groove. THEN there was the recent upheaval in my life: a new, better job. Anyway, things have settled down a bit, and I'm sure that I can PROMISE to have another chapter out within the month. On a similar note... I'm starting a mailing list. That's right, a mailing list. I'll shoot out updates and stuff weekly about how progress is going on not just Roommates, but whatever other yiffy stories I may have running around in my head. To get yourself on it, shoot off an e-mail to [email protected] with the title "Add Me." Any other titles will probably be filed away in the vast amount of space Gmail gives you. LEGAL CRAP: This story contails sexual situations. If you are under the age of 18 and/or 21, it is illegal for you to read this. That said, if you do, it's not longer my responsibility, nor the responsibilty of the staff here at Yiffstar.com, as there was a big ol' page saying how illegal it is. They also mentioned that parents should watch their kids, something I agree whole-heartedly with. Also, Morticunata and Morti are (c), as in copywrited, to her player of the same name(s). Sem, Croy, Aniryl, Ani, and Icarus are all (c) to pyrostinger, or me. And now... the show. Roommates Nine: Attraction Sem

• • * I'm so slow. It's just now hitting me. Kiyara wants me. This isn't just attraction as it is outright lust. And it scares me. I just don't understand how she could be attracted to me, or how anybody could be so attracted to... well, anyone. Of course, it didn't help that she... she smelled like she had been pawing off before we even met up here, and recently. Very recently. To... entice me. Argh... I still couldn't wrap my head around it. How long had she had this infatuation? Was I even living up to fantasy? What does she want from me? Moreover, what could I possibly have to give her? That thought terrified me. I don't... I don't know my own qualities. I... guess I'm studious, but that's really been it for me. Anything I've done from seventh grade on was to further my college ambitions, pushed on by my parents. I didn't really have friends so much as study mates. Sure, I visited their houses on a non-study basis, but... there just was no real life to it. Freshman year, my roommate and I more or less ignored each other, mutually. He worked primarily in the library, leaving me plenty of time for "study breaks." It wasn't until now that I realized I didn't have a life. Now... in the space of a night, I went to a party, had fun, socialized some, lost my virginity, and just may have gained a girlfriend. It all depended on her. Of course, while a relationship is what I'm aiming for... am I thinking too much? I usually am. "Hey, panther," said a voice suddenly, startling me. In my bout of speculation, I'd forgotten where I was. I turned around. The speaker was a badger whose smile seemed like an insult. He seemed shorter than me, but looked stronger, and wore a basketball jersey and baggy jeans. If nothing else, he looked bigger than me. "That vixen," he continued, a smug smirk plastered on his face. "She your girl or just a friend?" I didn't like the tone of his question. I didn't like his question. "Why do you ask?" I said softly. I stood. I don't know why I did, but I stood. I was right, he was shorter than me. His sneer widened. "Because I wanna tap that ass. Shit... she all over you and you don't make a move, I figure, why not?" I twitched. "No way," I said, narrowing my eyes. "She's my girlfriend." Those words gave me a rush of adrenaline. That was a challenge. "So what?" continued the badger, unperturbed. "You two are open, right?" Mentally, I stepped back. The meaning of the term finally dawned on me. Open, as in open relationship. Monogamous, but not strictly so. A veritable yiffing free-for-all. I blinked. Kiyara
• • * "Not to you," I told the badger, walking past him and slipping a paw around Sem's waist. Sem looked at me briefly before curling his own paw around mine, pulling me to him with a bit of a jerk. That's it, I thought, giving him a sidelong smile of approval. Show 'em who I belong to. I had come back from my bathroom break around when the badger started saying he wanted me. Of course... seeing Sem do his thing was infinitely more flattering. "Aw, c'mon, don't be like that," complained the badger, looking almost whiney. His eyes shifted to Sem, flicking downward. "If your issue is my interest in your lady friend..." I felt Sem stiffen, his paw clenching. "No," he said. "C'mon, Kiyara, let's go." He grabbed both of our lunch trays and we left without a backward glance. All the way to the trash and even to the little conveyor belt where the trays and plates went, Sem was shaking a bit. "Sem," I began, "is everything-" "Are we dating?" he asked suddenly, looking straight at me. Well, that was unexpected. Then, of course, there was that look in his face... he seemed the type to be worried about it. I smiled. "Do you want to?" He flinched. "I-" he started, than stopped. Say yes, I thought. Please, say yes. I wanted him, but I also wanted him to be more assertive like he was with that badger. Fifteen seconds of sputtering later, I strung him along a bit. "Well, if you don't want to..." I turned and started to walk away. "No!" he exclaimed. "I mean, yes! I mean, don't go!" His paw grabbed my shoulder, holding me back. I shivered briefly. He had a strong grip... I turned, Sem clearly worried. "I-I want to date you. I want us to be a couple. Is... is that alright with you?" I grabbed the paw on my shoulder and pulled. Sem, not expecting this, collided into me, but I didn't care. My arms folded around his waist, one paw sliding up to push his head down as I looked up, our lips connecting passionately. Stunned though he was, Sem got into it fairly quickly, my longer tongue curling around his rough one, sending more chills down my spine. After a moment that seemed like an eternity, I pulled back, my eyes opening slowly. I felt a sudden shyness towards the object of my affection, a flurry of emotions springing up like toadstools after a heavy rain. I felt his paws around my waist, warm, and I leaned against his chest. "I...guess that's a yes, huh?" asked Sem softly. I nodded, smiling. Sem
• • * I... have a girlfriend. She said yes and... here we are. I'm not sure how to react. I've... never been in a relationship before, like I said. I'm still shocked, for the moment. When that wears off... I have no idea how I'll be. My girlfriend is a vixen, no less. And the same female that took my virginity. It's... not common, I think. To date the female of your dreams, and then you have sex with her... and it's fantastic, better than you could've thought possible... and... she wants to stay around you, be with you, kiss you, love you and... I'm talking myself in circles, here. Then... then there was Kiyara's save. She came out of nowhere. I still didn't know what came over me, to pull her to me like that. For that matter... what possessed me to even challenge the badger? Was it... love? I unlocked and opened the door to my dorm. My head was still whirling a bit, and I felt drained. Croy wasn't home... which was fine by me. I didn't think I was prepared to deal with him on top of all that had happened. Not that I don't like the wolf. It was more that I got a strange feeling about him, ever since the party and... It didn't help, catching him in front of the TV last night. Gods, was that really just last night? And then there's tonight. Something's going to happen tonight. "So... what happens now?" I had asked Kiyara. "How 'bout you come to my place at, say, 8:15, 8:30?" Kiyara had said, a smile playing around her lips. "Um, sure, alright. What are we gonna be doing?" All she gave me was a obscure smile. We parted ways after she told me to call her when I was outside. Which brings me around to this: what, exactly, do we do, as mates? Do we just... make out? Go on dates? Simply spend time together? Do I... do I need to get her something? I stared at my cell phone, contemplating calling my parents and asking them. That idea was almost immediately discarded. Mom would gush about me having a girlfriend, and Dad would say that I needed to get my head out of my ass and stop thinking about females. Croy? No... I don't even know if he ever had a mate. He seemed like a wolf that would've had one. I sighed. Guess I just had to figure this one out on my own. Or... or... I could just let things happen. It... seemed to be alright, for now. Besides, I do need to study. Yeah. Study. That I can do.. I pulled out my books and... studied. Kiyara
• • * I stepped back. The room looked alright. I had pushed the two beds together, in the center, making one giant bed, about a queen size. It was also considerably harder to create an intimate setting, but, through a little bit of flirting, I was able to get permission for ten candles, all strategically placed around the room to provide for light. That damn fluorescent overhead blinding thing wouldn't cut it for this. I looked at the time, it showing 7:53. Morti should have wheedled out of the rest of her shift by now. At times, she can flirt better than me. At times. And when she really wants something. My ears perked as, on cue, I heard a key digging into the lock. I stood a bit to the side as she came in, gasping at the scene. "Wooooow! We really are giving him the Treatment, aren't we?" she asked, nearly jumping up and down, quickly closing the door behind her. Giggling, she set her bag in a corner of the room by one of the closets. "I finally get to sex the Sem, I finally get to sex the Sem," she sang gleefully. I smirked at her. "Yeah, but I got to him first. If you hadn't had work the night of the party, pussy cat-" "Oh, stoppit, foxy," she complained, laughter in her voice. She turned her body towards mine, giving me that certain look that I called her predator eyes, making me powerless to move as she advanced upon me, pushing up me against the wall. "Besides... whatever's yours, I usually get a turn at, anyway." "Not always," I told her, my voice lowering unconsciously, heat rising in my body. Our bodies were separated by less than an inch. I felt suddenly short of breath. "Sometimes, you just take it from me..." Morti grinned slowly. She moved closer--my cell phone went off, both of us jumping. "He's early..." I commented, pulling the phone from my pocket. "Hello?" Sem
• • * "Kiyara! Hi. It's me, uh, Sem" I said, holding the phone with my shoulder as I packed up my study materials. "I know..." I blinked, in the middle of taking my calc textbook to my room. "You do?" "Yeah. I have Caller ID on my cell... plus I have you on my phone book... I even gave you a special ringtone..." "Right. Just like everybody else..." I said slowly, slapping my forehead. "So, are you coming or not?" "Yes," I said quickly, rallying. "Yes, I am definitely coming. Um. I'm not quite sure where your place is, though." A soft giggle, then, "That's it?" "Yeah, that's... it." Why is this starting to sound so incredibly pathetic on my part? "Well, you know how we went down Treant Street for the party, right?" "Right, the, uh, party...." "If you keep going down Treant for a block and a half the other way, you should see my dorm, Sheldon." "Oh. Oh, okay. I know where that is." I nodded. "Right, so, um..." "Are you leaving now?" "Um, yeah, sure," I told her, then after checking the time, hastily adding, "That is, of course, if you're ready for me and all, since--" "I want to see you, Sem. If you're coming now, I get to see you sooner, so, by all means, come." I breathed. "A-alright. Um. See ya soon, then." "Should take you about ten minutes. Bye..." "Bye, Kiyara." We hung up. I felt... oddly excited. I wanted to see her, I realized. I wanted that badly. The only question left would be what are we doing when I get there? She could just want to talk about something, I reasoned as I pulled on my windbreaker and left. No, wait, we can do that over the phone. But. What if she's trying to cut down on her minute usage? Or, maybe she likes talking face-to-face. Or... or maybe I'm just overthinking this. Again. Wouldn't be the first time... So... I just set off for her place. I'd probably find out whatever the hell we're going to do, anyway. Just... what does one do, in a relationship? I've covered this ground before, I knew that. I guess it's just comfortable for me. I'm the kinda guy that thinks a whole lot, most of the time overthinking stuff. Which is probably why I'm so introverted. Which is probably why I didn't have many friends. Which is probably why high school sucked for me. I looked around to get my bearings, then walked into the concrete courtyard of Sheldon Hall. The way it was built seemed as if the building embraced all comers, which was a little comforting and a little creepy. I called Kiyara. "I'm outside," I told her as she picked up. "Alright. I'll see you down there in a bit!" I thought I heard a giggle in the background. "Is -" Click. "--somebody else in there?" I asked my phone. Blinking a bit, I decided to shrug it off. She was coming to get me, anyway. Through the double doors was a smallish lobby and a window that looked like a ticket booth. Behind the counter was ... I wanted to say a weasel, his muzzle buried deep in a book. He waved at me, though. I guess he was paying attention. "Sem!" I turned, the inner doors opening as Kiyara pushed through them. Wearing a dark t-shirt and some jeans, she walked right up to me and gave me a hug and a kiss, which I wasn't expecting. Wait, why didn't I expect them? We are dating, aren't we? I hugged her back. "Hi..." Baby? Babe? Lover? Darling? "...Kiyara." I smiled. Smiling back, she signed me in, and the weasel buzzed us through. It was only a short walk to the elevator. The doors closed. "So, um, what did you invite me over for?" "Like I told you over the phone, I wanted to see you," she said, glancing at me. "That, and I have a surprise for you." She seemed excited... for what? "A surprise?" I asked, laughing nervously. "What is it?" A slow smile. A knowing smile. "If I told you, it wouldn't be a surprise." The doors opened. She started to leave. But... I still... "Kiyara, wait." I grabbed her paw. She stopped, in the middle of exiting through the doors. "I don't know... I have no idea what I'm supposed to be doing, here. I've never had a girlfriend before... I haven't even had much in the way of friends before..." "Well," she said, pulling me out of the elevator, "friends hang out and do things with each other. With girlfriends, it's the same thing, only... more romantic. I wanna hang out with you, spend time with you. I like you, Sem. You're very intelligent and very handsome." Again, she smiled. "I'm--" "And even if you don't believe that, I do." She was looking me straight in my eyes. "I want you to believe them, too. Baby... if I didn't, I wouldn't have gone through the trouble of arraigning this surprise for you. Now, will you let me surprise you?" I blinked. "Um... yeah, okay..." Keeping hold of me, not unlike last night, she led me down the hall. Kiyara
• • * I think he likes me. I know he likes me in a sexual way, but... I think he likes me. I guess his way of showing it is letting me lead him into the unknown. The Treatment requires an incredible amount of trust. It's extremely risky for me to even attempt it this early in the relationship, but this seems desperate, and desperate times call for desperate measures. I just hope he doesn't freak out on me. I led him down the hallway, around a corner, than around another until we got to my dorm. I managed to luck out this year, snagging one of the bigger, corner dorms. It was still tiny compared to Sem and Croy's virtual mansion. Now, the first hurdle. I took both of his paws into mine. "Now, before we go in, I need to blind fold you." "What? Why?" "My dorm's a lot smaller than yours, remember? Only one room. Now, it won't be much of a surprise if you see it as soon as I open the door, now will it?" He blinked, considering this. "Well..." "Good." Ignoring the rest of his half-formed protest, I pulled a bandana from my pocket, and wrapped it around his head, making sure he couldn't see. Then, before he could pull it off himself, I took one of his paws and led him in. Lavender pervaded the room; the candles had done their work well. Morti looked up from her desk, standing silently with a huge grin on her face. I know it was hard for her not to say anything, but her silence was key. Sem couldn't know about her yet... especially since he ran into her. I put a finger on my muzzle, and she nodded, still very much eager, as I led Sem into the room. "There's a bed to your left," I told him, watching him feel the post. "Go ahead and sit." "Why does it smell so... flowery in here?" he asked, carefully sitting down, his tail betraying his anxiety. "It's lavender. It sets the mood." "Sets the mood? Why would you need to set a mood?" "Sem... for once in your life, relax, and stop wondering about what's going to happen. I promise you this: nothing's going to happen here that you won't enjoy, I'm sure of it." Sem "looked" at me, clearly still speculating as to what we were going to be doing. "Now, take off your jacket." "Why?" His question seemed a bit feeble, especially since his paws were already moving to do so. "You're staying a while. I'll help you with your shoes." I nodded to Morti, and she started removing Sem's socks and sneakers with more of her trademark enthusiasm, Sem taking off his coat, albeit hesitantly. "Just drop it on the floor, Sem," I told him. He did, and Morti whisked them all away to the chair she had so recently been occupying. "So, um... you still haven't told me what we're going to be doing," he pointed out. "I know. That's the surprise." I put my paws on his chest. He stiffened. "Relax... I'm not going to hurt you." Gently, I scratched his chest, moving down. I heard him start to breathe heavier, fractionally. Slowly, gradually, my paws reached his pants, sliding under his shirt before pulling it up and off him. He raised his paws, helping me, still cautious. That's it, I thought. Relax, Sem. I pushed him down softly, feeling his heartbeat accelerate. "One last thing." "W-what is it?" "Put your paws over your head." "Alright, um- hey, what are you--?" Morti paused in roping his wrists together with another bandana as I put a finger on his lips. "You can't touch the surprise yet, Sem... this is to keep you honest." I saw another protest beginning to form on his lips, so I kissed him into silence. "Don't worry, Sem... you're only going to get the Treatment." Sem
• • * What's that supposed to mean? Gods, what have I gotten myself into? What is she going to do to me? I continued to panic, pulling on whatever secured my wrists... but it held. A paw caressed my chest, accompanied by Kiyara's soothing voice. "It's alright. Like I said, I won't hurt you, baby. You're safe here." I wanted to believe her. It was kinda hard as the very same furson has tied me up and blindfolded me. But... I kinda had to. I didn't have a choice. She could tell me all the sweet comforting things in the world, the fact remains that she has me tied up and virtually helpless, completely at her mercy. Some things... you just have to accept. Closing my eyes (a pointless gesture behind a blindfold), I took a deep breath and tried to relax, shifting somewhat comfortably on the bed. She kissed me again... and this time, I let myself get into it. I felt her start to remove my belt... wait, what? How is she taking off my belt? I broke the kiss, jolting. "Who e--?" A finger on my lips. A lustful giggle, coming from down there, my belt sliding out of my jeans. "Someone else," Kiyara said softly, "who also thinks that you're cute and smart." My jeans were being unbuttoned. "Don't worry, Sem." Paws grabbed hold of my jeans and boxers, pulling. "I promise," -my body started to react- "she won't hurt you, either. I just" -my heart rate picking up- "needed to get" -and I just closed my eyes, my sheath starting to swell- "a second opinion." The foreign paws pulled down, just clearing my sheath as I heard an intake of breath. Kiyara's paws made little designs on my chestfur, her touch sending shivers through me. "Warned you, didn't I?" teased Kiyara, but she wasn't talking to me... After a moment, the unfamiliar paws pulled again on my jeans, then I heard them hit the floor. I felt Kiyara trace lines up my body before her touch left me. I started breathing heavily, feeling my member slip itself free of its confines, knowing eyes were watching. More clothes hit the ground, making me flinch. The bed shifted, another getting on it to my right. I couldn't tell who: sight was denied me, and all I could smell was lavender. Weight shifted over, then I felt a solid, warm something on my upper chest. "...Kiyara?" I ventured. No answer. Nothing but another scent, inviting, enticing, beckoning me as the source moved forward, cutting through the lavender. I reached for words and found none, a paw pulling my head forward to feast. Lips touched lips, the scent so close my head spun. There was an air of expectation. Hesitantly, unable and unwilling to say no, my tongue came out, caressing the folds of flesh to encouraging mewls. I jumped suddenly, feeling something warm, wet and rough touch the base of my erect length, dipping slightly before moving upward, a hard knob, possibly metal, preceding it. It forced a moan out of me, my body squirming a bit. I breathed in the essence pushed insistently into my face. "C'mon," whispered a voice encouragingly, a paw urging my face into vagina. I licked. I had to, I wanted to. My paws of no use to me, I lapped up the ever-falling honey from this female's depths, that warm, wet, coarse... tongue continuing the slow trek to my tip. Kiyara
• • * In the back of my mind, I praised Sem. He stroked my inner flesh with his rough tongue, slowly diving deeper as I held him there, both helping and forcing him to feast on me. I writhed in pleasure, grinding into his muzzle, his tongue scraping me softly to my heavy breathing and soft moans. Behind me, I heard Morti begin to suck on Sem's cock. Another shiver passed through me as I felt his still virgin moans vibrate in me. Gods, I wanted him to stay like that, licking me to orgasm after orgasm. With a reluctant shiver, I let him breath for a few moments, his body squirming beneath me from the pantheress' actions. This wasn't for me, though. This was for Morticunata, poor pussy cat, who never got her turn at Sem. This was for Sem, what with the surprise we had in store for him. With an audible slurp, Morti pulled off Sem's twitching rod, lapping up the pre oozing out of it. Her eyes flicked up at me, asking. With a flick of my head, I gave her the go-ahead. Sem, I think, was ready. She started pawing him off while I caressed the panther's cheek, moving up and beckoning him to drink of me. His tongue responded readily, sending a thrill through me as he licked my lips again before diving back inside as I clutched his head to my snatch, loving every minute of it. A hint of lavender floated erotically through the air. Sem
• • * Paws held me, drowning me in the most exquisite way on the juices of a honey pot. At this point, I didn't care whose. All I knew was that it was a pussy, and the owner wanted me to stroke the inner walls with my tongue until the juices fell en-masse into my muzzle... and to continue after that. And I wanted to... gods, did I want to. My tongue snaked out to rub the female's engorged clitoris, eliciting a loud moan from above me. The scent filtered into my nose and burned itself on my brain as I tried to keep up with the fluids cascading down onto me, drinking as much as I could in between breaths. That wasn't the only thing I wanted, though. Up until recently, my member had been encased in a wonderful warm, wet place, a tongue pressing a knob onto the underside of me, giving me the most incredible sensation. A mouth had wrapped itself around me, sucking hard at times, creating a pleasurable vacuum, other times giving me something so warm and wet, I started thrusting upward involuntarily. But now... now the feeling was gone, replaced by a paw, stroking me up and down. It mattered little to me; I still wanted to feast. However, I slowed down in my eagerness as a warmth poised itself just out of reach. Then I felt the sensation of lips pressing down, parting, slipping me into the burning depths of another as I cried out. Another cry matched mine, I couldn't tell from where, but I knew it was from the same female that now had me slowly impaling her. A paw pulled insistently on my head, reminding me not to forget about the snatch I had been devouring, but I was distracted. "C'mon... keep going," her voice beckoned, the female grinding herself onto my muzzle. Without a second thought, I sucked gently on the small knob of flesh, my tongue pressing in and rubbing around just under it from inside. My only warning was a moan that was half a scream, then my name, before the deluge came. I opened my mouth to gasp, feeling my cock fully encased in another warm home, the female providing it starting to slide up, when I near choked on the other's juices. I couldn't think of a better way to die, at that moment. With juicy squishing noises, I felt myself glide in and out of that wet pussy, both the owner of it and I consumed with the feeling, the one who had near-drowned me simply leaking now, content to have me moan in her. The orgasmic scent made me feel light-headed, held onto the here and now only by the other female, her nails starting to dig into my sides as she lifted herself along my length, throwing herself down on me. In my most primal state, all I could think of doing was thrusting hard into her as she came down, the nails in my side digging deeper as I did so. The oddest thing was that I liked it... it felt right, in a weird sort of way. The first female stopped trembling enough to get off my chest, allowing me to fully concentrate on the other riding me hard. She murmured, moaned and yowled in her passionate fury, so much so that I was right there with her, practically screaming out my bliss to all that would hear it. Her tail sought mine, wrapping around it as she had her way with me, our bodies undulating in harmony. Dimly, I felt my legs being spread a touch more, then something being smeared on my tail hole. Very dimly. Soon after that, a wave of scent announced the female riding me's orgasm, mine coming soon after, cum spurting upward in an eruption of pleasure. I jerked hard, unconsciously, at the ropes binding my wrists, feeling my claws come out and stab my palms. The female flopped on me, panting but making small purring noises as well. Again, I felt something at my tail hole, rubbing around there. I didn't much care... I felt fantastic. The female pulled off me with a slight sucking noise, scooting up my body to present her violated snatch in my face. The smell kept me hard as I licked greedily at the juices still flowing, tasting my own cum. I felt myself not wanting to breath, but to simply taste, over and over, this female. Kiyara
• • * It took me a moment to recover as Morti took control, riding Sem hard. I saw her claws come out, burrowing into the panther's sides, but he only loved it, the both of them setting up quite a cacophony as they made love. Only felines, I thought, could make that much noise. No matter... it was a pleasant symphony. They both came within seconds of each other, and I made my move. It was time for the much awaited surprise. Spreading Sem's legs just a bit more, I rubbed some lube on his puckered hole, pressing the butt plug there soon after. Morti, seeing me do so, pulled her body upward, her tail gently disengaging Sem's as she forced him to drink of her. Sem was also a noisy eater, when properly roused. Sem's tail hole resisted my intrusion, which I half expected. It was no small feat getting my finger up there, so something as wide as this would be considerably harder. Moving up a bit, I took him into my muzzle, sucking a bit and diving down as far as I could, listening to Sem moan and purr into Morti's cunny. He loosened up; I pushed. His body jerked, and I heard Morti yowl in pain. It seems she had untied Sem's wrists, and he, eager panther he was, had latched his paws into the pantheress' ass, his claws soon to follow. After taking a moment to breathe, I suckled on his member, just as the spell of lust had cracked slightly in Sem. Morti's pained growls turned to purrs as Sem let up slightly with his claws, returning to grinding her pelvis into his face. As I cleaned Sem's member of orgasmic fluids, I gave the plug a few taps, watching the panther squirm as I did so. Gods... it was incredibly hot, watching Sem and Morti. My own paw drifted down, finding myself aroused already. I couldn't wait anymore. Pawing off the panther, and making sure to put extra downward pressure, I got onto the bed, thrusting down on to his rod and moaning. He felt... bigger. Sem
• • * My wrists hurt. I could hardly breathe. Something was in my ass, making it ache. It didn't make sense that this all felt incredible to me, my nerves on fire with sensation. I felt each individual drop of honey that missed my mouth. Each one trickled down, some making it to my neck before dripping onto the bed. The other had chosen to ride me... or was it the first, to go again? I didn't know. I didn't much care. Not now... I was much too over-stimulated to care. Then... then came the shocker. I had been rubbing this female's rump, occasionally digging my claws in to heightened moans of pleasure when something came loose. The blindfold. Came loose. I could see, if I wanted to. If I wanted to. My thoughts were already shattered. Even the intrusion of whatever had made my tail hole its home didn't matter. All that mattered... all I wanted, at this moment... Orgasm. After orgasm. After orgasm. Fluids came streaming down into my mouth as my tongue rubbed the engorged clitoris of the female burying my muzzle in her body. I drank, almost choking, screaming out my delight, my seed spewing into the female riding me. Answering orgasmic groans, a tightening of the entrance, constrictive, another. With my seed, so too was my energy flowing away. The honey of one female leaked onto my neck, the other forming a small pool around my thighs. I lay, very much spent, gasping aloud for air, as I heard the whispers flit back and forth between the two females. "Gods... wanna... again..." "No... no... Let him... rest..." "So good... Feels... He has... Gods..." "Let him... let him... rest... you, too... rest..." I was conscious only enough to feel weight shifting again, one female on each side of me. The blindfold was removed. I was gone before I could comprehend the shock of red above me. Croy
• • * I woke up in a jumble of limbs. Most of the candles were out by now, either from running out of wick, or, in the case with a few that were closer to the bed, hit by stray juices. My body ached, especially my ass, but it felt good. Ani, out of curiosity, whipped out a strap-on and took me. I had sucked on Icarus' big ol' lionhood before he pushed Ani over, lodging himself up her tail hole. The memory chilled me pleasantly. But... that wasn't why I woke up. Sighing quietly, I made myself comfy, letting my thoughts drift. Sem... jeez... first thing to come to my mind is him. Huh... maybe Kiyara was right. Maybe I had developed a bit of a mother hen complex towards him. Still... I was worried about him. At the very least, I wanted to know what he was doing at this moment, and, was it possible that he was thinking... of me? Nah. I'm not even registering on his radar, I bet. But... still... do I even stand a chance anymore? Them two are probably officially dating by now... even still... I should be happy for him. Kiyara's a very nice girl. Hell, she even said that she'd save a piece for me, even though the odds of her going out of her way just to get Sem... I sighed again. "Can't sleep?" The voice made me jump a bit. Icarus' tawny eyes made themselves known, though. Wonder why he was awake. "Hell, no," I told him, smirking. "Between you and Ani, I got taken about seven or eight times. My ass hurts!" Icarus chuckled a bit. "Be that as it may, it's not what's bothering you, I can tell." He moved up, gazing at me, careful not to disturb the peacefully sleeping doe on my left. "No, dude, it's nothing, nothing at all. Go back to sleep." I curled away from him, trying to get panther off my mind. "Croy." I hated it when he used that tone. I wanted to drop it; he, like some kind of bulldog, would not let go. Sometimes, I wonder if Icarus had been born the wrong species. Then... most irritating of all, he would wait me out until I caved. I sighed, shifting to stare up at the ceiling, not wanting to fight, not wanting to look at him, either. "...you know Sem, right?" "Sem? Uh... If I remember correctly... he's your 'damn sexy' roommate who is 'one hell of an uptight virgin.'" I flinched. "Aniryl told me something of him losing his virginity... have you made a move on him, yet?" I shook my head. "Haven't had the chance. Last I saw him, he was bolting out of the door on his way to some study session or other. Then he had a late lunch date with the same female he slept with: a vixen named Kiyara." "Hm... her idea?" "Yeah." "Hm. I'm 'bout to say, fast mover, for a virgin." "Yeah, well... I just... don't think I have a chance, anymore." Icarus paused. "How long have you known him?" "Uh... beginning of the semester." "And how long have you had this crush or whatever?" "Um..." I don't blush easy. I blushed now. "...since, um, yesterday..." A pause. I didn't want to look at him; I already knew his expression. "Dude." "I know, I know..." "If it's only been two days..." "I know, I know! Just... do I?" I looked at the lion, hopeful. "Well, if you're gonna give up so damn easy, then no," he said bluntly. "You haven't even made a move yet. Besides, it's college. There are some out there that are just now getting around to looking at the opposite sex. Or the same sex, in some cases. Or both." It struck me that Sem might be in this category. Ah, hell, he probably was, going by his vast porn collection. I started to feel better. "Now, the important thing" Icarus continued, "is that you don't--" "--Don't scare him off, I know. I know." "Do you really? I mean, hell, you damn near scared me off." I chuckled nervously, remembering. "I'm not playin' around, here. You gotta learn to control those deviant urges of yours, Croy." "Yeah, but you like 'em..." "I do now, but they weren't so fun then." I grinned at him. He shook his head at me. "Anyway, you know I'm always here for ya, right?" He moved up, nipping my ear. "Ani's special to me, but you are, too... don't forget that." I yawned. "I won't... promise... G'night, Iccy." "Good morning." "Whatever."