Cats and Wolves
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A long time ago i was looking for DS stuff and came across a lemon like this one. Only I was shocked at how badly written it was. It bugged me for a while so I finally ended up writing my own. That was years ago (and not on this site so don't worry) and I'm just now getting up the guts to post this. I hope you enjoy!
Of Cats and Wolves.
"It's a dangerous world." She sighed, looking out of the small window across the half darkness. Fields were sallow and wasted, the water was sharp, never quite clean. And in the forrest beyond beasts wondered, hungry for blood of those who dwelt within the light.
"Dangerous enough on our own." He growled behind her, but she smiled. How long had it taken for him to say "our" instead of "my" own? Long enough. She turned. Her name, Felicia. She leaned on the window sill, her oversized paws hanging by her hips, she worked the claws unconsciously, smiling back at him, her tail swaying behind her. She was a darkstalker, a catwoman. Not a creature of the light, no human she, but neither a mindless beast nor hateful demon. She walked the line between. As did he. His name, Jonathan Talbain, and he was a darkstalker as well... in a way. In a way he was something much older, for he was a Werewolf. The curse in his blood, he kept under control with strict meditations and practice. He could change at will now, to a bestial man-wolf, but than was wearing the loose pants and shirt, tied at the waist, that he favored in his human form. White hair fell in pleats down to his shoulders and down his back. Even now, she mused, his eyes burned with the beast within.
"Yes." She answered him finally, knowing where the conversation was leading.
"So why do you insist on throwing us at the mercy of every human we come across?"
She smiled, a shining expression, that even made her dour lover crack a grin. "Well, the beds for one." She winked her big, expressive blue eyes, and sauntered towards him. She wore a silken robe, a gift from him. Under it, he knew, was the white fur, streaks and curls that covered her in a most... advantageous manner. He hadn't asked, and she hadn't offered, whether she chose the pattern or if it came naturally. Her body was that of a dancer, of a fighter. Perfect figure, long legs, wide hips, narrow waist, sizable breasts, all accentuated by the soft lines of white fur. She was strong, and lithe, with all the flexibility of a cat. her tail lashed playfully as she leaned forward, setting wide hand/paws on the foot of the bed where he was sitting, she let the robe fall open, revealing ample cleavage. "They're not so bad, you know..." She purred, getting the last word in, while changing the subject. She stood again, stretching with a louder purr, this time letting the robe fall behind her, revealing in profile to him her sensual form.
Sighing, he knew the conversation was over, he smiled up at her. "Later than." he growled, sliding off the side of the bed and walking around in front of her. He wasn't tall, in fact they stood at almost the same height, she had perhaps a half an inch on him. He slid his hands around her sides, enjoying the silk of the fur and the smooth of her skin as he pulled her close, planting a slow kiss on her lips.
She meowed in mock surprise, before letting her own arms encircle him, holding him to her as their tongues entwined. Finally he broke the kiss, eyes half closed, he leans in running his cheek against hers, he brushes a kiss at the base of her neck. Than nips softly, just running his teeth over her skin, letting the heat of his breath play along her collarbone. She sighed, her paws running down his side and up again, lifting his shirt from him.
He lets her, raising his arms so she can pull it all the way off, than toss it aside. He continues to kiss, lick and nip at her, moving slowly down from her neck to the middle of her chest. One hand still at the small of her back, he brings the other up to lift one of her sizable breasts, licking down the top of it to where the curl of fur covered the nipple. As he breathed on it the fur faded, sluicing away like magic to reveal a pink nipple, hard and erect, waiting for him. Carefully he ran his tongue around it, making sure he never actually brushes the sensitive point. Moaning she closed her eyes, feline ears on the top of her head lade back as she let him make an instrument of her body.
Still squeezing her breast from below, he turned his attention to the other, repeating the process, making sure not to actually touch the nipple he teases around it again and again. She purred, her large paw running over the back of his head, the other up her side to cover his hand on her breast, squeezing herself over him, pinching her own nipple. She murred happily. Taking the cue, he leaned in, this time running his hot tongue over her nipple, eliciting a loud moan, before biting it. Softly at first, he listened to her gasp of pleasure, than harder as she moaned and writhed. Harder still, until she near screamed, shivering at the force of it. He released her, turning, so she fell back onto the bed. He watched with some privet pleasure as she landed, graceful as ever, her breasts swinging with the motion.
"John!" she admonished, sliding back on the bed, her legs spread, huge footpads to either side of him, her tile writhing under her curved buttocks, he eyed the patch of fur still covering her sex. He could smell her though, and it was already making it harder to keep the wolf within. He pulled the belt away, letting his pants fall, revealing an already erect phallus. She smiled. Crawling up on the bed after, he stalked her, his eyes flashing golden, until he was on all fours over her, she looked up at him hungrily.
He felt her paw slide up his thigh, than encircled his cock. A thick seven and a half inches, but her wide paw was enough to hold near the whole thing. Slowly she stroked him, the satin of her pad and the silk of the fur was ecstasy on the sensitive rod. he thrust against her, and she arched her back as the first few drops of pre landed in the fur over her slit.
Playfully, he brushed her paw away, reaching between her legs to run a finger along her slit, feeling the swollen neither lips, wet and ready. Carefully he teased at her clit, pinching and rubbing the sensitive nub, exhilarating in her gasps and mews of ecstasy. He continued, sliding first one than two fingers deep in her hot tunnel, pumping into her until she shivered in half orgasm and pulled away.
"Take me love." She breathed, pulling his hips down with both paws. "Tie me."
Carefully, he positioned himself, sliding the head of his cock into her with agonizing slowness. He waited, until he felt her trembling, pulling harder at his hips, until he thrust again, this time hard, burying himself in her! She moaned, loud and long, until it sounded like a soft purr of pleasure. She gripped the bed with one paw, the other still working one breast, pinching the nipple and squeezing it's heft. For him, as much as for her, he knew.
Slowly he pulled out, and again drove himself into her, hilting in her dripping sex. And again she moaned. Over and over he thrust into her, each one deep and hard, arching her back in half orgasms, her body milking him hungrily. Rhythmically now, he penetrated her, his eyes clenched tight, his entire body straining to keep the beast within at bay....
"Now... please..." She moaned. "Tie...." She screamed, orgasm rippling through her, she pumped her hips on his wordlessly. He didn't slow, didn't falter pace, and made sure she rode the wave of orgasm for some time. Finally she regained control, her sapphire eyes snapping open she looked at him imploringly. "Please!" She begged, even as her gaze grew glassy with the beginning of another orgasm.
It was too much for him, he couldn't hold back any longer.
Howling he let the beast go, the change ripping through him. Blue/black and white fur sprouted all over his body. his face grew long, a wolfs muzzle, sharp fangs gleaming. His back arched and his already muscled body rippled with power. His hands grew into wide paws, his legs extended into wolves hind paws, wide as hers. His shaft grew as well, seven and a half, and thick, becoming a massive ten, with a knot at the base half again as thick!
And she screamed! She'd never felt him change while still in her! It hurt, but it the ecstasy was even greater. She felt as though she might burst. He filled every last bit of her, and still the knot hit hard and hot against the entry to her filled sex. Again and again he thrust, and again and again she screamed, clawing pieces out of the bed as she shook with wave after wave of orgasm! Her strong legs wrap around his, locking him against her, even as he pulls almost all the way out.
Howling still, the sound mingling with her yowling screams, he pounds in one last time, forcing the knot into her! Her back arched, lifting her entire body off the bed, pinioned on his column of wolf meat, and the back of her head as he finally mated her entirely! Part of her still worried that it was too much, she felt as though the tip was tickling at the entrance to her womb, but it was pure ecstasy! The knot locked them together, no matter how hard her body clenched on him, viselike, or how either of them pulled they were bound.
He leaned in, golden eyes almost completely beast, the humanity a shadowed flicker behind them, and ran the long, rough wolf tongue lewdly over her breasts. He practically drooled over her, leaving the fur alongside her breasts wet, as he continued to lap at them. Unaware now of her continuing orgasms, he was as a beast mating her. His hips thrust instinctively, rolling the knot across her g-spot mercilessly, he reached behind her, lifting her by the curve of her back, and leaned back. Holding her he thrust up into her, letting gravity pull her down, she was incapacitated by her own bodies reaction.
With all the lust of the beast within, he arched his own back, pointed ears laying flat into the main of fur, as his own orgasm finally answered hers. Hot, thick ropes of seed splashed into her, flowing through his throbbing cock, deeper and deeper inside of her! To her it was like fire, white hot exploding in her, and setting off an orgasm that dwarfed the rest. She screamed, yowled, clawed and came, the force of it like a blinding light that threatened to sweep her away, consume her mind entirely!
Only slowly did it abate, she clung to him, tears wet on her cheek drying in the fur of his neck. They were still bound together, and neither was sure where the other ended and they began. Ripples, aftershocks of orgasm rolled freely between them, as they held each other panting.
Finally he rolled her back, laying her down, and reigned the wolf in, shifting back to his human form even as he slid out of her. She moaned, as hot fluids, both of theirs leaked momentarily from her, before her body could grip tight, greedily holding as much in as possible. He rolled in next to her, slicked with sweat and smiled.
"I love you kitten." he chuckled.
She just smiled.
Fin.
Yiffably yours,
Fox
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