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"I really can't stay. I've got to go away, but this evening has been so very nice..." The feline pulled back from the couch and bunched his sweatshirt into the palm of his hand, sealing the digits in the fuzzy insides of the sweater before straightening up. His long hair, a silky white, spilled over one eye before he gently brushed it back.

The canine, laid back against the couch with a lazy expression after an afternoon of eating cookies, perked up. Her eyes twitched atop her head. The furry appendages lifting up from her head into little points before her eyes widened. "But, baby, it's cold outside."

His head gave a little shake, making his long hair sway around his shoulders as he fidgeted from foot to foot, already feeling the chill of the room's air versus the temperature under the blanket he'd had while they'd lazed together. His socked feet rubbed on the floor, generating some heat. "I've got to get home."

"But, baby! You'll freeze out there!" She sat up, crawling across the couch on all fours with her bottom lip dropping into a pout. In her own long-sleeved top, her breasts were covered but braless beneath, letting them sway as she moved over the length of the couch with the slight points of her nipples pushing to the material of the long shirt. Her fingertips glided along his thigh, petting over the fabric of his pants before she cupped her grip behind his thigh and tugged him back onto the couch on his knees. Her eyes skimmed over his face before she licked at his chin, letting the warmth of her tongue tease over the thin white fur on his face until she found his lips. Kissing him tenderly, her hand slide up his back to cup his head against her own. As they broke apart, she nuzzled into his neck. "Please stay?"

He hesitated, feeling the slight tingle in his lips, but gave a little shake of his head. From his pocket, he tugged the stocking cap he'd worn on the way into the canine's home and slid it over his head once again. The canine just stared up with her glittering green eyes conflicted, wanting him to stay. She shuffled up higher onto her knees, staring at him before the hand on his neck moved down to his ass and cupped around the pert shape of his butt. Her lips kissed along his jaw to lead a path to his neck before the little pecks started there, building into warm, wet kisses along his throat.

Her other hand wrapped around him, pulling him flush to her own body. Heat radiated from her entire body, though her crotch seemed to flare with excess heat as his thigh nudged between her legs. Gently, she nipped at the edge of his sensitive ear before humming and singing in a soft, husky voice. "I'll take your hat, your hair looks swell..." The hand on his ass groped along the soft flesh, holding him steady as she started to grind into his hips slightly. "Mind if I move in closer?"

He flushed, feeling the warm pink spread onto his skin and sending the rosy hue up through his white fur. He could feel her fingertips still kneading his ass and effectively trapping him against her body. Her breasts pushed flush to his chest, letting the slight nub of her nipples rub against his own sweatshirt, though the layers he wore faded the sensation to a distant ghost of the true feeling. Every exhale washed to his neck, hot and breathy before she started to pull back from his neck only to move to the other side, starting to nip a bit harder with her blunt teeth.

"Kitty..." She breathed out, pulling back so he could see her green eyes, bright and lively. "It's cold outside. You should stay the night."

This time, he hesitated playfully with a little, thoughtful pout forming before he touched to his chin. "I ought to say no, no, no...I really can't stay!"

She grinned, nipping his neck again and sending a jolt of surprised pleasure down his spine. "Oh, but it's cold outside!"

But, then he actually pulled back from her, though he didn't get far before her eyes flared. A playful, yet devious gleam started as she grabbed his wrist. He squirmed, mewling with a little chuckle, but she grabbed onto the other wrist and collected it with the first in a splayed grip. His small wriggles pushed against her fingers, tight in their hold, but she didn't let go.

Glancing over the couch, she spotted the soft, red scarf they'd discarded when they'd come in still faintly dusted with the snow that fell outside, and her lips tightened into a smirk with the points of her canines jutting out from her lips just slightly, white enough to glint. She grabbed for the garment and pulled his arms up higher till they reached out in front of him in her grasp. Then, she wound the scarf around and around before tightening the ends into a knot. With every additional circle around his wrists, Jacob's eyes widened further, frozen and watching as she tied him up.

Jumping from the couch, she gave a testing tug on the new knot, and Jacob's paws twitched forward with the jerk. Her hips started to sway with a playfully, energetic wiggle with her puff of a tail waggling between every beat of her hips. "Oooh this will be fun!" She yipped, grinning at him broadly before giving another tug hard enough to bring him stumbling clumsily of the couch. His eyes were round as saucers, surprised by the sudden turn the lazy afternoon of baking had taken. The scent of gingerbread still hung in the air, now intermixing with the slight tang in the air of the girl's sex. The heat he'd felt against his thigh earlier, radiating off from her groin suddenly rushed back into his mind.

"What exactly do you have in plan for me, puppy?" He asked, hearing his own voice ease down into a softer tone. Her tug had knocked him forward onto his feet, standing beside the couch with his long tail twitching madly behind him with growing interest in her playing. His eyes tracked the movement of her hips, still moving from side to side with a tantalizing display of her body. Her wide hips swayed to the beat she hummed between words, her singing so habitual she constantly buzzed with some, holiday song. Her long shirt hung low over the top of her fading leggings with the fabric worn enough to show the slight glow of red from her panties, while underneath the thin fabric hugged to the shape of her curves. The leggings formed a slight cameltoe, outlining her sex.

In response to his question, the canine looked him up in down with a long glance from toes to head before she grinned. "Plans? None! But, I have lots... and lots... and lots of ideas..." The smile broadened into an increasingly mischievous grin and with every additional 'lots' her tail flicked lower down his bodying, tapping from his shoulder, to his hip, to tickle down the front of his crotch. Then, she gave another jerk on the scarf so he stepped up behind her, trailing behind her with every step down the hall towards the bedroom and eyeing the fresh view from behind.

Her full ass strained against the fabric of the tight pants, jiggling slightly beneath the wagging plume of her small tail that seemed to be spasming with the speed of her delighted wiggles. Every few steps, she looked back with an eager, hungry stare. She relished the sight of him with his wrists hovering in front of him with the scarf like a leash pulling him on forward, step by step down the hall. The oversized sweater he wore hung over his crotch, hiding the growing bulge there as his mind raced forward, imagining what she could do with him tied up, flashing back to all her recent flirting that might hint about what kink was fresh in her mind...

"I'd love to take your ass, Kitten... Push you over the kitchen table with your little apron tenting from your boner. You'd be so tight. I'd have to really push to get the knot to fit..." He felt his cheeks flushing just remembering the late night conversation, her hushed and raspy voice into the phone while she brainstormed into his ear. He saw the picture flash through his mind of her over top of him, pushing him down with her breasts flush to his back and a strapon wrapped around her hips...

"You know what I'd do if you were here? I have this big ole box of toys... and I'd love to see what you think of each, and every, one." He pictured her toy box with the lid perpetually skewed off the top because it didn't fit on the overflowing toys. Each dildo wrapped carefully into it's own baggie or pouch, making it a kind a blind bag when one would reach in to pluck something out. They'd end up with something slender and smooth of cool glass or a bulging, knotted Bad Dragon cock of floppy, life-like silicon. There were toys with barbs, knots, vibrators, cum tubes... He imagined her with the toys splayed out across the bed, like a mad scientist plucking up something to experiment on him till his ass had taken every one from the tiniest finger vibe to the bulging canine/feline hybrid of a barbed and knotted specialty dildo.

He gulped. His hair spilled over his face further, trying to hide the pink of embarrassment. The canine seemed to followed his train of thought and winked with a dramatic flutter of her thick eyelashes before they rounded into the bedroom. The bed remained a mess of blankets spilling off all sides with the pillows turned and bunched together with the shapes of their thighs, arms, or heads that had held onto them the night before. Faint green leaves peeked out from the foot of the bed in a nest of tangled sheets surviving from the sprig of mistletoe than had spurred last night's romp...

"Here Kitty, Kitty, Kitty! I need youuuu! I found something in the Christmas box!" He'd walked in to see her standing beside the half emptied box of decor with tinsel clinging to her hair, an ornament caught on her tail, and the tiny bundle of mistletoe leaves dotted through with their bright, red berries dangling over her head. "Want a kiss?"

Glancing at the floor, the broken bits of the ornament still glinted from the folded over rug left to be cleaned up another day. Before his mind continued to run, a hard tug on the scarf sent him tripping forward right into the cushion of the girl's breasts. His lips dragged between her breasts over the fabric of her shirt before he scuttled back up to his feet and looked up to her, eyes wide and a bit lost.

A fingertip traced down his jawline and drew a path for her lips to follow seconds later before she pecked his lips and nuzzled into his cheek. "What's on your mind, Kitty? Because you seem mighty distracted for someone tied up and at my every mercy and whim..." An eyebrow knocked up into an arch, questioning him playfully.

Heat flared on his cheeks, deepening the pink to a red. "Uhh... nothing."

Her eyebrows lifted higher, disbelief filling both her eyes as her knee lifted and started to rub lightly to his crotch almost idly, ignoring how it made him squirm and whimper as she grinded against the bulge hidden beneath his shirt. "I really don't believe nothing has got you this excited... What's got you so eager, Jacob?"

He fidgeted and she pulled his arms a bit harder, making him shuffle closer to her so she could grind her hips to him while backing him towards the bed. He gradually felt the mattress against the back of his legs. Teetering at the edge of the bed, he peered up to the dominant canine before he spoke in a soft voice. "You."

She liked this, cooing with a happy wiggle of her tail behind her enough that Jacob saw the tip peek out around her wide hips switching from side to side blocked behind her. The pressure of her hips increased, grinding to him through the tortuous amount layers between them. Her heat still radiated through the barriers, and her scent danced through the air with an earthy spice, clouding his nose. With a hard roll of her hips, she pushed Jacob back onto the bed and he scooted up as she followed onto the bed behind him. She crawled over his body once they reached the top of the bed to loop the scarf tying his wrist together over a notch in the headboard, trapping him in place beneath her.

Sitting over his stomach, she gave a slight wriggle before bending at the waist. Her lips started to work along the line of his throat. "What about me has you so horny, Kitty?" She whispered in a throaty tone before her teeth nipped at his ear. They twitched, dancing away from her teasing teeth as her fingers stroked down his chest. Light, butterfly like caresses started to glide his shirt up to show the flat expanse of his stomach, covered in downy white fur. Sparks seemed to shoot from her fingers, sending chills up his spine whenever her hands started to slid down the length of his body, grazing the top of his pants before doubling back up his body.

Meanwhile, her lips lowered to the neckline of his shirt, tracing along the slight V with soft nibbles before she worked her way up the opposite side of his throat, leaving warm, wet kisses at the base of his neck. "Hmm? What is it, pet?"

Her lips popped on the 'p' and sent the word shooting against his neck with a little jolt. He colored instantly and sent the pink from his cheeks down to glow a rosy shade off his neck. "You're being dominant. You know I like that."

"Oh? This is dominant?" She started to fidget over his lap, shimmying her pants and panties into a bundle that slide down her hips and slowly revealed the white that led from her stomach down to her crotch. A faint slit of pink showed between her thighs and her puffy clit peeked out between the velvety lips of golden fuzz. He felt the bare fur of her ass slid over his body while she wiggled out of the clothes and moved up his body. A hand dipped into his hair, grabbing a fistful behind his head and jerking his lips up to her bare lower lips, suddenly rubbing over his own as she sat, hovering, over his face. Then, with her voice a rough rasp, she growled down to him, "Or is this dominant?"

He moaned, sending hot air washing over her sex and vibrating his lips faintly against the sensitive skin itself. Her lower lips stretched open inches from his eyes, giving him an up-close view of the rosy pink folds that glistened with wet, liquid excitement. His mouth watered at the sight, tongue peeking from his mouth to trace along the slit with just the tip. She writhed over his face with a little cry of her own, teeth clenching together with straining self-control and the faintest twitch of her hips- the only sign of how badly she wanted to plunge his tongue up into her.

"K-keep going kitty..." She huffed, a little growl finishing her words before he responded by setting his tongue flat to the slit, covering it and licking up its entire length like a long like around a dribbling ice cream cone. Her voice warbled into the air, filling it with the long moan before he quickly repeated the motion, keeping it long and slow. The hand in his hair clenched tighter, with her nails faintly poking the back of his head. "Oooh don't tease me."

"It's not teasing if I do more." He mumbled, but she ground herself to his lips and only a murmur of his voice escaped. "It's- mmph... nuh... nnggh..." Then, his tongue writhed out between her lower lips, gliding along the soaked inner folds with her rich taste flooding his mouth.

A little tug on his hair pushed his mouth harder to her body till he kissed over her crotch, lips flush over her pussy while his tongue teased up to where her clit peeked out. Slowly, his tongue tip started to circle around the little bead, keeping the speed agonizingly slow.

Another moan broke through the air, a high-pitched breathy squeal that meant he'd found the sensitive spot to focus on. She grinded against his face and tugged harder on the handle of his hair, but he kept the same, steady pace. "Kitty!"

Juices dripped onto his chin, sweet and tangy on his tongue. He felt every grind smear her mess over his face further, soaking into the fur and staining his face with her scent, her mark. He blushed at the thought, but kept the same pace awhile longer under a hand suddenly appeared between her thighs. Her own fingernails, painted a glossy red, scraped down between her pussy lips before the tip of a flopping, barbed shaft suddenly appeared beside his chin. Inches in front of his eyes, the tapered feline cock found its mark in her needy hole and slammed forward with a spurt of juices over the lower half of his face. His tongue ached to stop its circles, to taste her directly around the thick girth of the cock, but he could feel her body starting to shiver. Her voice continued to fill the air, long wavering cries broken through with sharp, needy whimpers as her hips rocked and wriggled over his face, testing him to stop the torture on her clit.

The sensation built to a burning height, with his tongue grazing around the very edges of her button itself, sending jolts through her body like electricity and a liquid lava pouring through her veins. Her tunnel clenched tight, holding onto the cock she pushed into herself and sending lewd noises into the air. Her moans and the sounds of her wet, horny pussy filled his ears. Her scent, the tangy earthy spice of a female, overwhelmed his nose. Her flavor, the sweetness of her excited sex, clung to his tongue. The pink folds of her pussy and the sight of the thick toy pumping into her burned onto his eyes, his own up-close shot of pure porn, sure smut. And the feel of her... All he could feel was her! The slight prickling of his hair on his scalp came from her grip on his hair, pulling and tugging on the makeshift handle in time with her explosive little squeals into the air. Her hot, wet flesh glided beneath his tongue. Her thighs gripped his head, squeezing and shivering with her building pleasure, his impending orgasm.

"K-Kitty! I'm g-uh... guh..." Her voice broke with another moan, a sharp cry that broke with a giggly squeal as he finally swept his tongue directly over her clit and began to make his circles a bit smaller to cross over the surface of the teeny button with every motion. Her hips spasmed and the toy inside her suddenly slammed forward, sending the toy in to the base with a wet pop before she yelped into the air and juices spurted out around the length of the toy, leaking around the girth of the base flush to her quivering, throbbing sex.

Moments later, her fingers relaxed from his hair and she squirmed down only to plunge her tongue into his mouth, kissing him with a fierce intensity. Her teeth nipped at his bottom lip and the kiss was wet, sloppily sharing the taste of her own pussy between the hungry french kiss.

Then, with a husky voice, she breathed against his neck. "I want you to fuck me, Kitty. I'm gonna ride you... so hard... I'm going to ride you till I collapse and my tummy is so full of your cum it bulges." She started to move down, peeling his pants down unceremoniously and pausing at the sight of his cock, with the barbs prickling down the length and a thick knot at the base.

She bent over, kissing the tip with a little mwah! before she bobbed her head over him quickly. His own moan suddenly shot into the air as the wet sounds of her mouth intermingled with his noises while her mouth hugged around his length, suckling on the tip till it leaked precum onto her tongue. He felt her push down to the base, sliding her lips over the uninflated knot and kissing the base with the tip pushing down her throat. She did it just slightly enough to make the faintest bulge in the start of her throat just behind her jaws. Her lips pumped along his length, tight and hot around him before focusing on the tip again, swirling around the head with the tip fluidly. With the second spurt of precum leaking onto her tongue like a salty spray of sea water, she paused. Then, she pulled back with her tongue sweeping over her bottom lip and shuffling over his lap.

Her hot, needy pussy aligned over his cock, dripping her juices onto the tip before she even started to lower over him, but she didn't. Stopping with the tip close enough to feel the heat radiating off of her without the true touch of her skin. "Mmm... Maybe I'll just go to bed after all..." She glanced dramatically to the window, where the sky darkened to a moodlit gray then eyed his bindings against the top of the bed, tight on his wrists still.

Jacob whined, bucking up only to have her move with him to keep the same distance. "Beg for it, Kitty. Beg for Mistress to ride you, to use you. Do you want it? Do you wanna feel my pussy milking your cock? Do you want to fill me up? Till I leak? Do you wanna tie me?" He whined, flushing a deep red as his hips tried again fruitlessly.

"Mistress! Please! Ride me, please. Use me for your pleasure. I want to feel you cum around me." Then, she dropped over his lap. With one fluid motion her pussy clamped around his entire length. Her heat and the wetness of her pussy surrounded his entire cock and clenched tight around him, already starting to squeeze and milk his length.

"Ooohh... Kitty..." She howled, voice warbling through the air as a paw glided up her chest, grabbing for a heavy breast and groping through the fabric. Then, she grabbed the top and peeled it up and off her head, tossing it to the floor. Her bare breasts sat high on her chest, perky and full with small, rosebud nipples dotting each one. Jacob's heat sat back against the pillow, watching as she bounced herself over his lap. His cock pistoned out of her with her fast movements, making her chest jiggle while she pinched around one nipple, making it pop from her boob within her tight, rough grasp. Her other hand sat against his stomach, balancing herself as she pounded over his lap, sending juices leaking out onto his lap. His barbs flared and tugged on her inner tunnel, working her over with every additional thrust down over him.

Loudly, whining whimpers started to fill the air as her eyes closed. For a moment, she was lost entirely in her own pleasure. Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, but her eyes stayed shut for a full minute while she pounded over his lap, dropping the hand on her chest to her crotch to flick and rub over her hyper sensitive clit while her tunnel clenched tighter and spasmed slightly around him. Heat burned his cheeks, feeling a flood of being used just as she'd said.

Then, her eyes popped open and she hunched over to kiss him hungerly, with the same fierceness as before and her tongue plunged into his mouth messily. Then, she broke apart and crooned into his ear in a breathless voice. "K-kitty... I'm gonna cum. Cum with me, Kitty. I want to be filled up. Cum for mistress!"

Jacob stiffened, feeling her body clamp down on him as his barbs flared and dragged along her contracting walls. A hard shake moved her on his lap and jostled her perky breasts. Her hips were quivering, so close to the edge she couldn't control them yet far enough away that she was still desperate for release. Her hot pussy clenched and contracted around every inch of his cock, taking him to the him and milking around him. The finger on her clit ached, but didn't stop rubbing desperately.

"K-kitty!" She yelped, voice high-pitched and squeaky with the cry for help. Jacob's hips responded by bucking up to her and bouncing her forcefully over his lap without the aid of his arms still trapped over his head. "Ohh... That's a good little pet. Fuck your mistress-" A groan cut off her voice. His barbs raked down her inner walls, pulling her onto him and flaring with how close he hovered away from orgasm.

"Kitty! Cum! Cum for me, NOW!" She grabbed onto his hips and slammed over top of him with a warbling cry. Her mouth dropped open into an o, and her voice rang out into the air. Jacob's moan joined her as cum spurted from his tip with the barbs grabbing onto the girl roughly. Thick, white ropes of cum sprayed into her as her own juices squirted out around the girth of his cock. The mess leaked over his lap, flattening the fur to his skin.

"Oh Kitty, Kitty, Kitty-" She whined, grinding down on him eagerly as her orgasm started to fade. She leaned down, nuzzling into his shoulder as her hips idly rubbed along his length. "You are the best toy I own."

Bright red flushed over his cheeks. "Own?"

"Oh yes..." Her teeth nipped at his neck as she started to kiss and nibble down his throat while her hips started to bounce over him again, re working her to her whimpering, needy height all over again...

Four orgasms later, when she leaned into his shoulder, her head didn't lift back up. Sweat clung to the fur on her forehead and down the length of her thighs. Their combined scent hung in the air with the scent of pine needles from the distant Christmas tree. "Mmm... Kitty... I don't think I can hold any more cum."

Carefully, she rolled over so he laid over her body while she lightly rubbed over her bulging stomach. Jacob flushed at the sensation of the lump of her filled stomach under him, and then kissed her chin softly as his head shook.

She mumbled a few more time, but sleep quickly took the tired pair out of their pungent cloud of sex and into a distant dreamland.

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As morning broke, light twinkled off the lawn as the sunlight caught the snow and ricocheted the light off and into the bare bedroom window. The bright light flared in the room and assaulted all four pairs of eyelids, previously still closed until the light hit. The canine stirred with a whine, peeking down to the feline snoring across the expanse of her breasts. His chin nestled between the crease of her cleavage with every warm exhale puffing out from his lips gliding over the bare skin. Beneath the covers, their bodies were a tangled of faintly sweaty fur and blankets. The quilts and furred blankets wove and wrapped around their legs, layering over their bodies in a sloppy pattern in an attempt to keep the feline warm enough. Beside the bed, the space heater had kicked on and hummed with its own quiet song.

When the girl shifted, trying to stretch, she rolled over one of Jacob's arms, looped over her head with the scarf still tied around his wrists and over her head. She giggled, sending Jacob's eyes open as she gently unraveled the bond and kissed over his wrists. "You were tied up all night."

He chuckled, sleep still making his voice rough. "Didn't want me running away?"

She giggled her own throaty, tired laugh before kissing his forehead once and nodding to the door. "You know, you haven't' been home in days, you should probably get up, shower, and stuff and go home."

Jacob pouted slightly, feeling the girl's naked legs wrapped around him with his morning wood pressed between their bellies and surrounded with her downy, warm fur while her breasts sat beneath his chin, his cheek rubbing to the faint nub of naked nipples. "But, but, but... baby! It's cold outside!"