A Moonlit Night.
Okies, been a while since I posed. Basically just a porn without plot scenario I cooked up, using two of my RP characters. Granted.. A bit out of character for Jeice. I made this just to flex my writing muscles, feel as though I can flex a bit better, but something I'd like to share. Well, hope you all enjoy it, have a few things planned for near future, just keep an eye out if you liked this and are interested in watching me test out different writing styles. Legal stuff: This story contains mature themes and shouldn't be read by anyone under 18 or 21 (pending area) characters Keeva and Jeice are belonging to me. No stealy.
The evening was quiet. Travellers from near and far started gathering in a small area. The sky became shrouded in smoke from a bonfire. Music, cheers, and a large chorus could be heard from what seemed miles around. Weary men took refuge in the caravan that seemed to set up in the field. Warriors, merchants, peasants, nobles, all gathered, all seemed to treat eachother as equals for once. All men, and women, gathered having a merry time, all focused on a single thing. A cheeta took center stage in front of the bon-fire. Each male was cheering her on as she stepped in perfect time with the music playing. SHining with sweat, her fur moved in the wind as eloquently as she did. One foot, *tap*, second foot, *tap-tap*, tail swaying to and fro. Her arms were covered in silky white cloth, ribbons around her arm whistling in the wind with each and every movemnt. Upon her left arm sat a golden armlet, studded with green gems, each sparkling regardless of the dirt tossed over it. A skirt, the image of waves with green over the bottom, sky blue on the upper part. It was as if the ocean was rocking with each dash she made in the air. Her feet were covered, but when the skirt flew high enough a golden sparkle around her ankle shined in the eyes of each onlooker. Each foot-paw was covered in the dirt that was tossed up by her graceful movements, bottom of her skirt as well. Her belly, swelling, expanding, receding from her heavy breaths, another stud embedded into her belly-button was giving its shine to the moon that had risen high into the air. Her breasts, tied close to her chest so her movement wasn't restricted. As silky white as her sleeves and clamped as though it were armour, giving her the perfect figure amongst the crackling light of the fire. With a twirl, jump, flip, and somersault her dance ended, leaving her standing there. Her face, almost perfectly sculpted, was taking as heavy breaths as it could. Soft green hugh in her eyes, pattern of black fur running from her nose up to her ears, white underneath her chin, orange with black spots above up to the top of her head. Ears holding rings, and studs along them from bottom to top. She bowed and the crowd cheered out loud enough for the heavans to shake. "Encore! Encore!" They all cried. "You're the greatest dancer I've ever seen!" One wolf shouted from the side. Many men raised their beers as she took her final bow. "I must retire for the evening, don't worry though." She winked as she finished talking and heading back to her trailor. "Follow us and you'll get another show tomorrow evening." The musicians took their break as well, each weary traveller went back to their seats by the bartender set up. Some lingered around her stage, a merchant, warrior, and noble. Each left standing talking of her. The merchant, a young male fox, looked up to the other two. A proud tiger stood infront of him, cast iron armour, his symbol of a wolf/tiger engraved over the chest of it. The noble, an impala, had an outfit that only the greatest of riches could buy. All three spoke of her performance. "By the Gods." The noble spoke. "I must have her perform at my next party, her moves were unmatchable. Perhaps I can hire her as a handma---" "Enough." The tiger cut him off. "She is no ones property. But I can definatly see what you mean. Her body... Oh, it is undeniably the body of a goddess." The merchant looked up and at the two, shyly asking. "D-do either of you know her name at least?" They both looked at the fox. "Yes." Spoken in unison. "She is Keeva." The noble headed up. " One of the greatest women that a man's eyes could have the blessing to look upon. The warrior followed up after. "The greatest dancer I have ever seen. Trust me, I've been across this continent and back. Her shows are always marvelous and unmatched. I've come from far away to see her." The fox just smiled. "Thank you sirs, now if you'll excuse me." He donned his traditional straw hat, holding it low over his face and starts walking to where the other festivities were taking place. He took some of the food, paying what he had for it, and sat down. Steak, potatoes, and some greens, all wonderfully prepared. 'This is such a great caravan' the fox thought to himself as he looked up from his meal. There she stood right beside him. The dancer from before, his jaw dropped. Keeva looked down at him, how dumb-struck the fox had become. Was it surprising? Not at all, most males aren't used to such a beauty seeming to take interest in them. She plopped down beside him, looking over his food. "Care to share, or can you finish all that yourself?" Kee said with a playful wink. "N-no... You can have it all if you want, not that hungry anyway." "Oh bull! You're hungry, why else would you order that big-a meal?" The fox gave a gentle nod to her, unable to say anything else. Shortly after this she stood up, stealing a bit of potatoe from him. "Tellyawhat." Pushing the potatoe to the back of her throat. "Come by my trailer, bring your food as well." "W-why?" She leaned over and whispered very, very softly to him. Quiet so that only he could hear, and feel her rough tongue over his ear. Looking up and nodding to her, the entire crowd keeping an eye on the two. Many jelous, others angered, the rest almost cheering the poor fox on in the back of thier heads. He sat there, waiting a few moments, watching Keeva's swaying hips as she left the table, left stirring with his own thoughts, how they raced. He took one last bite of his steak, then left it there, picking up his belongings and following back to where Keeva was taking residence for the night. Timid, of course how could he not be, he knocked on the door, placing his back-back just beside it. Taking a seat on the step, waiting for Keeva to answer, but it wasn't the cheeta who answered, oh no, it was a rather large lion who opened the door in her stead. "Name?" He said strong, clear, and firmly. "J-j-jeice sir... Keeva requested my presence?" "No, I can't say she di--- One second." The lion turned around, a bit of harsh tones were taken, one of Keeva, the other the lion. It ended with the door slamming shut, then opening again. "You may enter." He spoke with a grumble, walking outside, standing by the shut door. Keeva sat down on a couch spread out, her body still messy from the dance and walking about earlier, outfit exactly the same except the braces were missing. "Well foxy, make yourself at home." The woman spoke with a smile, playful glint in her eye. Jeice just took a seat, eyes darting to each part of the room glazing over nervously, never really having been in a situation like this before. "So what brings you to our caravan.. Jeice is it?" "Yes, that's right. Just.. A place to rest I think. I've been on my feet longer than I should." He kept his eyes directly to her face the entire time he was talking. The last thing this fox wanted was to seem as though he were rude. "S-so... Why did you wish for me over Keeva?" A crackling voice, as nervous as he could get, the forhead sweat said enough. "Well.. No reason in particular, for one you were the only fur sitting alone, which means you're either a loner or are shy. I like both, more attracted to shy though." Giving a wink as she finished talking, Jeice just sat there speechless, blushing, his skin redder than his fur, he'd be hiding his face if he could, but he was paralyzed instead. "Listen Jeice, you seem the innocent shy type, so beating around the bush isn't going to work. Things in life we all need hun, I think I could explain this under the moonlight though, and I need to freshen up. Care to join me for a bath?" "B-b-bath?!" His eyes shot open, poor fox, never put in a situation quite like this before. Thoughts racing through his head. 'Well, am quite dirty from travels. What if this leads somewhere? I... don't have a mate anyway, there'd be no harm. But it's meant for lovers, not just...' Thoughts being quickly cut off as she grasps his wrist and makes her way to the window. "Now, need to be quiet, don't wanna alert my guard there. He Hates it when I do things like this." Opening the window, looking back. "Oh, and I won't force you into anything you dont'want to do, just wanna enjoy the evening with someone." A quick bound, dragging the fox with her. She darted from cart to cart, running into the small patch of trees nearby, going to the formation of rocks that hid a hotspring behind them. Keeva wanted to enjoy the evening with someone, and it was a perfect night to enjoy. The sky clear, stars shining brightly, no clouds, the full moon overhead and its light blesssing all it touches.The water of the spring even seemed blessed by this with its sparkle. It wasn't long before the silhouette of Keeva was shown over the moon, her clothes on the ground, all followed by the glorious splash into the water. Jeice kept still, standing, watching, his nose started to bleed a little. No matter how many times the dancer beckoned for the merchant, the merchant would not move, his mind still racing. She got fed up. "Come on Jeice! The waters great!" She tugged at his arm, dragging him into the water, still clothed. This almost woke him up from his paralyzed phase. Ripping off his clothes and settling against the rocks to relax, then looking over the nude body of the cheeta beside him, eyes slightly glazed over, part fear, part anxious, part unsure, and growing lust. "You know Jeice, you seem like the type who is just pushed around, little actually goes your way." She spoke, he only nodded. Each passing word she drew closer to him. "Life can be hard, and it gets even harder when we can't get what we actually want. I've seen too many men, scum, those with poor luck, then your type. Its your type I enjoy, innocent, and purrrfect." She finally took her seat right beside the relaxed fox. Jeice, nodding through most of her speech, wasn't taking notice to the paw being placed upon his thigh, perhaps because of the cloth still covering it. "Your type is always the best you know. Because they have such few chances, they make sure thier partner is enjoying it as much as they are." Another purr was given from her neck, easing her way to his neck and licking along his chin. "Every furson needs eachother, at least one night that could be like this." Jeice's eyes shot open from the lick and he jumped up. Her claw already on his final layer of cloth over his sheath, getting enough of a grip that it got torn off when he jumped back. "Yes. I mean no... Wait..." He kept frozen like that for a few moments than looked up to the moon as if for guidance. "Keeva... It's not that I wouldn't want to. I mean, I would, but I... I can't get close to anyone..." "Jeice dear..." She threw the shredded cloth to the side and both her paws were perfectly placed on his knees. "Take a look at this. Just relax, enjoy yourself." She winked that tittilating wink once more pushing up with her knees to kiss his chin. Stunned again, feeling her paws reach up inward towards his maleness. Jeice's legs opened as if by instinct for her and he looked down. "I-I will only if.. Only if you will..." Trying to muster up as much confidence as he could, shuddering a little more, seeing how the pink of his member was already showing to her. She looked up to him, her tail swaying side to side under the water, parting his legs a little more. "Don't worry, I know we both would enjoy this." She met where his eyes trailed to. Licking her lips at the friend who was showing itself for her. Hand pushing its way in further, grasping lightly at his sack. Keeva feeling too aggressive for her own good, but wanting this, wanting it for what must have been months at least. He looked down to her, both hands reached up and placed over her shoulderblades, softly scritching over her, going until he got her to give a marvelous purr. "Keeva..." The fox uttered under his breath, saying it in such a humble tone. His word did trail off as he finally gathered the courage to kiss her. Each thought he had now focused, bring her as much pleasure as she would me. Hands moving down her back, as if looking for a non-existent strap, his mind blanked, forgetting for the moment the two were already in the nude. Her hand reached up and grasped to his arm, pulling it away, pushing her head up to the kiss and giving a trial of pecks from his lips, to his chest, down his stomach, ending just above his sheath. Shivers ran up and down the fox's spine, looking down at each sway the dancer made over him, how her lips, perky as ever, opened, opened just for the tip, just to draw the rest of himself out. Each paw clamped where they were, then moved to the back of her head, keeping there, pushing lightly as her head began to bob over his stiffening member. A skilled mouth, perfect movments, tongue long enough to wrap around, it took very little time for her to draw pre from his tip. "Keeva.. I'll.. .I'll cum if you don't st-stop.." Speaking in stuttered breaths, holding his seed back as best he can, hoping for her to stop, but she wasn't. Jeice couldn't afford to reach his peak so quickly, its a one shot deal, and she needed to be pleased if both needed this night. His hands lifted her head up, keeping the mouth away from his cock, blissful glaze in his eyes as he pulled her up. She gave him a slightly puzzled look as he started to take charge. Head tilted up, as his head tilted down to kiss her. Each letting the other lock lips, opening their mouths to let their tongues press against eachother, tie with eachother. Keeva's hands quickly started to become occupied over her own body and his. Her paw reaching for her slit, finger sliding along the outstide of it, other paw grasping tightly to his throbbing member. He gave a light thrust to her hand, inching his own hands from her back to each of her's, pulling them away from herself and him. He pulled out of the kiss, looking at her with a shy look, smiling and almost as if waiting for permission to let him explore her body. She nodded, eager for Jeice's touch, feeling a finger push into her the moment she nods. Mouth shot open, chest pressed up against his, then pushed back as he lets his muzzle reach down and takes her breats within his mouth. Tongue dashing around her pink knub as it rests in his mouth, his finger starting to press a bit deeper, her slit shining as much as her fur was. "J-Jeice..." Keeva gasped for air, begged for him to move more, go over her more. More than happy to oblige, rolling her to her back and keeping her laying on a soft patch of grass by the water. Each eye looked up to her, looked over her now blissful face, how she seemed tortured, being kept from touching anything, stimulating anything. This brough a smile to his own lips as she relelaced a soft moan and he slid down further over her body. His tongue sliding across her fur, leaving a glaze for the light of the moon to reflect upon. Each hand kept still over her legs until now, both moving in pure unison, up and inwards to her. Inaudible mumblings, light moans, his hands and muzzle inching closer to the dripping honey pot between her legs. Both flying open, wrapping around his neck, becoming eager for his tongue to move across her own glistening slit. One lap, two laps, three laps, from bottom to top, feeeling her shudder under his tongue with each stroke he gives. He pushes his muzzle gently in, curious to how well her walls convulse, how much they beg for the male part to be pushed in it. It was time. "Jeice... It burns... Please..." She was begging for him, his member past ready, he was eager for her. The water started to ripple as he slid back into it, pulling her to his lap with himself. Her paw reached down and grasped upon his thick member, starting to guide it, sliding it along the outside of her. She pushed down just enough so it wouldn't slide back out when she finally let go to grasp around his shoulders. "Keeva... Nmmmgh..." His own sounds being exchanged for those of passion, pressing further in with each second until he has her hilted. He takes heavy breathes, each in time with her own. "In.. Fully.. Please.." The only things she could utter as she held her breath, preparing for the rest of his cock. Already having her hilted he slowly drew out, stopping just before fully out and pushing as hard back in as he could. The water rippled more around them, small waves forming as she began to buck, they only grew as he thrusted back up into her. Each getting closer, closer, closer to the climax they both so desired. Walls grasping tighter, member growing thicker, each spewing juice out towards eachother until that last moment. Clouds began to cover the sky, leaving a single ray of light to shine down over the two as they reached the height of thier pleasure. Each screaming into the heavans for eachother as she clamped down over his shaft, and he gave his seed to her. Jeice, fully spent, layed down in the water, eyes falling to a close and he gave Keeva one last kiss before drifting to sleep. Keeva just smiled and got up, wincing as she felt the draft fly between her legs and leaning down to kiss his forhead. "I'm sorry Jeice... But we leave early in the morning, have pleasant dreams, maybe we'll meet eachother again someday." She began to walk away, holding up her clothes and taking one last look. "The best so far... Mmmm... I'll be dreaming of you hun." She fled into the night, and day started to break. Jeice woke up, looking aronud him, small trailing of his seed left floating in the spring in front of him. His head dashed back and forth looking for his things, then up to the sky. "W.. Was I used? Or did I use her?" He kept there in thought, smiling to himself, finding it not mattering either way, both of them getting what the other wanted. He just sunk back into the water and started to drift back into sleep speaking to himself. "Maybe I'll see this again in my dreams. *Yawn.* One lost day of travel won't end the world." END