A Night To Remember
She didn't normally do this kind of thing, going back to random guy's houses, but she had only just moved to London and it wasn't easy for rats to make friends in this city. So when she saw one of her own kind dancing in the club she occasioned, one of the few times where her chronic shyness actually allowed her out of the house, she knew she couldn't pass the chance up. She knew she was good looking enough to pick up guys, she wasn't stupid and she owned mirrors. She wasn't particularly dressed to kill, but the tight fitting jeans and top she was wearing didn't exactly hide the fact that she had a stunning body.
She sat by the bar and finished her drink, watching him dance away on the dancefloor in the middle of a sea of wolves and foxes and canines. He was probably a little taller than her, quite athletic, dressed in dark blue baggy trousers and a black Animal t-shirt, with short spiked dark black hair. She saw something glisten on his face and noticed he had several piercings. As the song finished and the DJ begun playing the next track, she moved towards him and started dancing across the club. Being the only other rat there it wasn't long before they spotted each other, him returning her smile and motioning over to her.
"I haven't seen you in here before," He shouted over the music as they danced, "You new round here?"
"Not really, you just haven't been looking hard enough" She returned, smiling.
"I'm Connor," He said, "Whats your name?"
"Tobi" She replied. They were almost dancing against each other already and she was curving and rolling her body, showing off her figure and whipping her tail round to brush against his legs. He could barely keep his eyes off her body.
After the song played out, they walked to the bar, him her offering a drink and she not refusing. She was nervous as hell and needed something to calm her nerves. They made small talk and watched the crowd continue to dance, it was mainly wolves in this place, writhing and dancing hip to hip, not making any secrets about what they really wanted from there dance partners. It certainly wasn't ballet lessons. (Although by the look of half of these animals "technique" it probably would have been a noticable improvement.)
He was halfway through asking her a question about where she worked, (or some other similarly boring getting-to-know-you bullshit) when she got up, picked up her jacket and started to walk towards the exit. He looked surprised and sat up out of his chair saying "Hey, where you going?!"
"Back to your place."
"What? But I just... oh. Oh."
She flicked her tail and whipped him on the side of the thigh playfully, making him squeal. She laughed as he rubbed his leg, trying to laugh it off.
They hailed a cab and got in, Connor quickly saying some address to the driver and handing over a twenty. Before the door was even shut they were kissing heavily and scratching at each other's clothes, already leaving cuts across the material and claw marks in there bodies. They both knew what to expect later if this was mere foreplay. His paw was already clawing its way up her inner thigh and she was rubbing her paws against his rapidly hardening member. It had already swelled to an impressive size and was not even fully hard. This pleased her greatly.
He started biting at her neck and she dragged a claw down his chest, nearly slicing his shirt clean in two. By the time they reached there destination, both were hot, panting and already had visible marks across there bodies. The cabbie had remained silent the entire time, obviously trying to block out the events that were unfolding on the seats two feet behind his head.
They walked up a short staircase outside a block of tall, late victorian houses, Connor wasting no time in unlocking the door and leading Tobi up two dark flights of stairs. They reached a door with the number 6 on it (these buildings had been converted into flats, "hope he doesn't have too many neighbours" Tobi thought with a grin) and he wrestled with the ancient lock on the door, eventually almost having to shoulder barge it to enter. They walked in and Connor flicked on a light switch in the hallway, and as he turned from shutting the door, she was upon him. She raked her claws down his chest and finished off the remains of his shirt, it falling to the floor and leaving fresh wounds in its place.
"Wow, you certainly don't mess arou..." he begun.
"Shut up" She answered, already working on the belt to his trousers. He pulled her jacket off and threw it down the hallway, her not looking but hearing a sound like that of a glass vase being brought heavily to the floor. She pulled the belt from his trousers and dropped it to the floor, then reached her hands up and grabbed his face, pulling him into a heavy kiss. He had already loosened her trousers and was making short work of exploring beneath them.She moved her hands to the back of his neck and brought her claws aggressively down his back, stopping at the base of his spine but not relinquishing her piercing grip. Her paws rested there for a second, feeling the streams of blood chasing down to catch up with there attackers. He gritted his teeth and snarled, pushing her hard against the opposite wall of the hallway.
Before she could respond he had tore off her top like wrapping paper, leaving it in tatters on the floor and slicing through her bra with his claws, making no secret of avenging his freshly cut back and leaving her with several new wounds. She wiped her paw up his back and licked the crimson fluid from her palm, smiling at him as she did so. This seemed to excite him, as he immediatly gripped both her thighs and hoisted her upwards against the wall, pressing his now-pulsingly hard cock between her legs. They kissed and she grinded against it, wrapping her legs round his waist.
He enclosed her with his arms and lifted her away from the wall, striding down the hallway with her clamped firmly to him. She assumed it was the bedroom that she now found herself in, because before she knew it he was on top of her, licking at the wounds on her chest. She raked her claws down his chest again and sunk her teeth into his shoulder, feeling the hot blood fall from his chest onto hers and tasting it in her mouth simultainiously. He raised up onto his knees between her legs and looked down on her, her body glistening with blood and panting heavily. They had already done a lot of damage to each other and knew they wanted more, and knew that more was yet to come.
He dragged his claws down the inside of each of Tobi's legs, slicing through the denim with remarkable ease. Grabbing them he pulled the trousers from her body. Before they had hit the ground his head was buried between her legs, ripping off her underwear with his teeth and flinging them away. She grabbed his head and pressed it down, him taking the initiative and tongueing her clitoris with a quick and strong darting tongue. The feeling racing through her body was immense and she howled in pleasure, gripping his head with her thighs. He slid two fingers into her, curling his claws inwards so as not to cut her, and teased her G-spot, sending the first shaking waves of orgasm through her body. She had never come this fast before, and as all the muscles in her body tensed she screamed out in ecstacy, sending her hot juices into his face. He lapped them up as she lay with her claws gripping the bloodied sheets, tearing them open.
She hadn't seen him undress but he was naked and back on top of her now, biting deep into her neck and pinning both her arms down above her head with one of his. With his free paw he reached down and guided himself towards her pussy. It didn't resist as he slid inside her in one movement, filling her completely. He held her thighs and sat up, releasing his grip on her paws and begun pounding her in long deep thrusts, the gashes on his chest still oozing and dripping blood onto her. She dug her claws into his ass cheeks, making him tense and fuck her harder. Tobi reached her long tail up around his back and lashed him several times as his own tail wrapped itself around her neck, tightening slowly and holding her down against the bed.
She knew it wouldn't be long before she was coming again, and she released her grip and let her claws find his throat, but not before swiping them violently across his face, fully tearing out one of his lip rings and leaving four deep gashes across one side of his muzzle. She was now almost fully choking him and drawing fresh blood from where her talons landed. He reached upward and carved heavily into both her forearms, but never once stopping fucking her and visibly enjoying being throttled. They were both now soaked in sweat and blood, and the sheets beneath them were dark crimson and slowly becoming shredded.
She was enjoying herself so much she didn't notice that Connor was nearly blue in the face, and released her grip slightly. "He he sorry, I get carried away sometimes".
Tobi giggled as he caught his breath and slowed his thrusts down briefly.
"I noticed," He gasped.
Reaching down over the side of the bed he drew out an ornate dagger, probably around eight inches long, fashioned with a gothic handle and curved blade. "I'm just looking forward to seeing how much further you're willing to take this" Connor said as he placed the knife between his teeth, flipped her over and pulled her ass into the air, re-entering her pussy and continuing to fuck her.
She placed her paws against the wall in front of her for support and arched her back against his hardness. She felt cold metal on her back and knew instantly that he was trying to tease her with the knife, letting her feel the metal as he thrust his dick into her deeply. He begun slowly cutting X's into her shoulder blades and she moaned out as he did so. When fresh red liquid was running freely down the curves of her body he held her waistline and fucked her hard, Tobi pressing the wall and pushing backwards to meet his powerful poundings. The feeling of him behind her, the blood soaked bodies, the tatters of clothing, the heat of this aggressive passion, was amazing for her. She could have carried on all night in this way but she was desperate to have a piece of him.
"My turn," She panted, turning her head to look at him in the eyes. He leaned over her and kissed her, handing the dagger to her as there tongues wrestled for dominance.
As Tobi gripped the blade he climbed off of her and lay on his back on the bed. Only now did she really look and see the state of the pair of them, it was sickening but glorious at the same time.
"You got anything I can tie you up with?" She asked.
"Try that drawer next to the bed" He replied, fondling her breasts and licking the wounds on her arms.
She sat up and opened the drawer, and pulled out two neck ties. Rolling over and straddling him, she tied one of his wrists to the bedpost, then the other. He was now totally at her mercy. She gripped his cock and manouvered herself above it, sliding down its length and moaning as it entered her. She leant down and licked the blood from his stomach, cleaning a space across his freshly scarred hide. As she begun grinding her body on top of him she took the blade and slowly cut "TOBI" into him. Connor sucked air inwards in a hissing noise and gritted his teeth, feeling the pain sharply but not refusing its bite. He was pulling against his bonds but Tobi hadn't been shy in knotting them tightly.
She rode him hard and could feel him pulsing inside her, the throbbing concrete dick only excited her more and she could feel another orgasm rushing to greet her. He was breathing heavily now and she knew that he was close too. Tori grabbed his pectoral muscles and held on tightly, digging her claws in and riding him hard and fast. He began arching his back as she bucked on top of him, and she reached up both arms and gripped her hair behind her head, sitting with her full weight on his now-almost exploding cock, grinding hard. She began coming and felt the sensations hammer through her, and as it hit its climax his did too, sending hot streams of his boiling come gushing into her. The feeling was monumental and she screamed out, throwing her paws down onto the bed in front of her, losing herself in the rippling floods of her orgasm. Her whole body was shivering from the orgasm and her vision was blurred. Tori panted hard and leaned forward, kissing Connor and stroking his hair.
"Maybe we'll... maybe we'll have to do this... do this again... sometime" She said smiling at him.
She hadn't noticed but Connor had a look of utter terror and shock on his face, which pulling back slightly she looked at with wide-eyed confusion.
"I don't think I want to be doing this again for a while, to be honest" he groaned in agony, gritting his teeth.
"What? Whats wrong? Was it something I..."
But before she could finish her sentence, she saw the reason why. In her throes of passion she had thrown her paws down in front of her. But not onto the bed. She had hit him squarely in the stomach. And she had not let go of the dagger.
"Holy shit! Shit! Oh shit fucking shit jesus Connor are you ok?!"
"I dunno," He coughed, looking at the handle of his dagger, that being the only part visible now, "Just call an ambulance".
They didn't speak on the way to the hospital, or as they waited in A and E, or when the police interviewed them, once Connor had awoken from the anastetic after the operation and was able to talk again. He didn't press charges and Tobi eventually convinced the police that it wasn't attempted murder.
They didn't exchange numbers.