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Hunters travel far and wide in search of unique and interesting monsters to test their strength against, but a particular hunter by the name of Jalic had always cherished the rare and interesting locales rather than the beast's inhabiting them. Along with his faithful palico Shay, the bronze skinned hunter enjoyed wandering further and further away from his lazy beach home of Cheeko Sands to capture and hunt stories of wondrous places rather than what he was supposed to do. In fact, the only reason he had ever kept the title of hunter, was because of his trusty palico. Shay was a felyne like no other, the beige furred cat standing on her toes often dragged her hunter out into the field against monsters to keep his skills from rusting, and her own claws sharp. The ferocious felyne was well known as the driving force behind Jalic’s successful hunts and she had a necklace of fangs and bright scales to prove it, along with the weapon she sword she had at her back made of a great wyvern’s tail. She cherished the hunt more than her own hunter did, but at the same time she enjoyed the lazy moments they shared together as felyne and hunter, perhaps a bit more than was healthy. Often she would look to her hunter with big eyes and admire his carefree nature and his love of the world around them while at the same time lecturing him for being so lazy. Shay had never told her partner what she felt about him, she could never admit such a thing to his face. Not only would it make her come off as soft, but the prospect of a palico and a hunter making love was practically impossible. At the very least she could dream as they spent their nights traveling among the stars.

Their latest stop had them resting their paws for a moment in the mountain village of Yukumo where the wanderlust hunter prepared a large pack of supplies for their latest outing. Night was falling and Jalic had heard the moon was sight to behold from the Misty Peaks above the village, and that was the only reason he needed to visit the place. Shay though, was more interested in the fact that she would be alone with her hunter yet again, a romantic moonlit night that would certainly enhance the mood, but as her thoughts further turned to the love she held for her partner and the small hope that perhaps they could be together, her ears drooped, a sigh sounding off. A palico in love with a hunter would never work, and certainly she didn't need any issues between herself and her hunter. She wondered if there were some way to get an edge, to ease her precious meowster into the idea of making love to a felyne. At the same time she herself was a bit unsure of how it would work, after all, she only came up to his knees and that would be a tough fit, moreover, she wasn’t even sure he was attracted to felynes or would ever be. Slapping at both of her cheeks with her paws she decided that all she needed was a bit of felyne moxie to get the ball rolling, but how could she with such disastrous thoughts in her head?

It was then that she saw a fellow felyne wearing an apron and tending a stall with bottles of all colors lined up. From where Shay stood she could smell a powerful alcohol that had the fur on her tail bristling and her head swimming from just the scent burning in her nostrils. Surely that stuff would be enough to take down an elder dragon, and that sounded just strong enough to give her the confidence to confess. She remembered that Jalic had always been a bit of lightweight when it came to drinking, even worse than herself considering the fact she was a tiny felyne and he was supposed to be a strong hunter. With a giggle she wondered if he'd even remember a confession of love if Shay handed him a bit of that. Sauntering over to the stall she gladly paid a bit of zenny for two bottles of powerful wyvern ale, one for herself and one for Jalic and just as she had finished her purchase, Jalic called for her, waving his hand frantically at her and hopping up and down like a child. She sneered and shook her head, it was incredible that a felyne of her caliber could have fallen in love with such a complete clown, and yet that nature of his was partially why she was entirely enamored with him. Without further delay she made her way back to Jalic and the pair headed off into the Misty Peaks Jalic only too happy to stuff the bottles of liquid bravery into the pack with the rest of their equipment.

Shay scouted ahead since Jalic was weighed down with their supplies. Around a grassy open field in the Misty Peaks Shay could see no monster in sight, and no other felynes and hunters either, which meant they would truly be alone there. Shivering she turned to see Jalic making his way through the field heavy pack in tow, his brown hair tied back, and not a single bit of armor in sight. Taking so many things was always a risk when out and about where monsters could be wandering, but Jalic always insisted on having plenty of supplies and never his armor or weapons when they traveled to camp. At the same time she couldn’t say much for herself, she had brought her sword along, but had forgone any armor since she didn’t really need it. When they finally met Jalic wiped his brow and set down the pack. She would have typically chewed him out for not bringing his armor, or at the very least a proper weapon, but instead she helped him unpack and set up their camp, fire and all. Her thoughts were fixated on the fact that she would finally be confessing her love, and so she didn't say a single word the entire time they were setting up.

Both hunter and palico sat by the fire for warmth once their camp had finished, bedrolls and all. Jalic's soft blue eyes stared up at the stars and bright full moon above them. Shay's own black eyes were focused not on the stars, but instead upon her partner's features. He was a strong man with broad shoulders and a body packed with lean muscle, and yet his face had soft features, perhaps from the constant grin on his face as a result of his never ending good humor. The big guy was without armor and unprotected, and yet he looked so at ease and at peace in a simple loose fitting brown tunic out in the wilds. Before she became too fixated she shook herself and stood to reach into their pack, taking out the bottles she had bought, "Uh...Hey, Jalic, I figured we could drink while we're out here. Y'know, just us two relaxing and passing the time."

Jalic raised a brow and gave an odd sideways glance to his palico, his hand reaching to take the bottle as he replied, his goofy grin returning, "Really? You're finally taking it easy huh? Noticed you didn't even complain about the outfit and lack of hunting gear."

Shay felt her cheeks fluster and her fur frizz as she mewled, "Well, I just figured I might as well give up since you never listen. You're more headstrong than a bullfango, just as dumb sometimes."

Jalic simply laughed it off and popped the cork off the bottle to raise it his partner, "To us, hopefully my stubborn self keeps us together for a long time, and in good health and humor."

Shay watched him for a moment before popping off the cork of her bottle, bringing it to clink against Jalic's in a silent toast before both sat back down to drink. The felyne could feel the stuff burning against her throat, and from just that little pull she already felt the heat traveling up to her head. Each taste of the stuff brought a that began at the tip of her tail and traveled all the way up to her head. She wondered what they put in it to make it burn so much? It couldn't be healthy no matter how many people claimed that the stuff would make hunters and felynes alike strong.

After just a few downs of the spirit, both hunter and palico sat there giggling, chatting, the hunter falling deeper and deeper into a drunken stupor while Shay managed to keep some of her wits about her, though her blade was buried in the ground and out of reach. She hadn't expected Jalic to fall into such a giggling mess so soon, his words were slurred and his tan cheeks were flushed pink. He couldn't even hold a proper conversation without laughing and snorting, and yet he continued to drink. Shay herself didn't feel to different except perhaps a bit more loose, but certainly not as drunk as she wanted to be for her confession, at the very least she felt confident enough to meet her own heart halfway and express herself without the use of the rest of her bottle, and so she shut her eyes and took a breath before speaking, "H...Hey, Jalic. We've been travelin’ together for some time and I always push you and lecture you but...I really just love you, not just like...As partners, but my little felyne heart always skips whenever I see you first thing in the morning, I want to be with you Jalic, like lovers, mate, whatever you know? I know it's weird, but I just...I just really do love you."

With those words uttered her face burned from both the alcohol and the embarrassment. She had finally managed to say what she desired and it was only then that she realized that she should have been further along her bottle for this type of thing. The silence was even worse, sobering her up just enough to make her wonder if perhaps he had taken it badly, but when she turned her head to see Jalic's reaction, she saw him lying there in the grass on his back, empty bottle in hand with his eyes shut. Frowning and flustered she ran both paws through the fur of her head, smoothing back her ears as another kind of embarrassed heat ran up her entire body. She hadn't counted on him passing out, and now even if he did forget, he would have never heard her confession in the first place. With an exasperated sigh she sat back down to nurse the rest of her bottle. So much for a romantic moonlit evening, at the very least she could practice kissing with the mouth of the bottle, and the burning was less painful than her embarrassment.

By the bottom of her bottle, Shay was hiccuping, her ears permanently flat against her head, but her mood was much better for it. Her confession had been a total flop, but it was all about the precious moments that she got to spend with her meowster, all about the beauty of nature and the peace of it all, or at least that is what she would tell herself. Turning her head she saw that Jalic was still in his drunken slumber, snoring and flat on his back. Even with how drunk Shay was, she was entirely enamored with how at peace he always seemed, and perhaps her love was amplified by the alcohol because her mind turned to things she should have never thought. She couldn’t help but think how it would feel underneath his clothes, to touch their lips, to really go at it in the wild like monsters in heat. As her thoughts further traveled down into depravity, she noticed a not so subtle bulge jutting from his trousers, a thick one at that. Too flustered with wyvern ale to feel embarrassed or shame, she simply brought herself up and padded her way quietly over to her sleeping hunter to inspect for herself. If all else failed, then at the very least she would get to feel what she had desired for so long and then perhaps she could count her romantic evening alone with her hunter as a success, even if he didn't remember this special moment.

Underneath the moonlight while Jalic slept off the ale, Shay brought both of her paws to feel over the bulge in his pants, her lips quirking up into a big smile as she trailed the bulge with her digits. Even beneath cloth it felt like something that she shouldn't be playing with, a proper hunter's weapon meant for someone swinging around a greatsword. With a giggle at her own thoughts she undid the fly of his pants, tugging them down without a single care to let his cock flop out free into the cool night air. Now that it was standing fully erect she could truly admire just how big it was, her eyes twinkling with wonder as with a single paw padded digit she trailed the length, all the way from the tip down to the heavy set of balls beneath his massive shaft. If she were sensible she would have pulled his pants up to hide that big thing and not even dared, but the excitement and alcohol had her mind working more off of instinct instead of any semblance of logic.

One of her paws cupped at his balls gently to feel over those precious sacks that produced her meowster’s seed, while the other gripped around the thick shaft to begin dragging up and down, her digits working diligently to pull back the foreskin as she leaned to kiss at the tip of his cock, her body shivering from the sudden warmth upon her mouth. Shutting her eyes she began to suckle upon the tip while her paw continued to stroke, her tail twitching from side to side. Her tongue ran circles around the head as she braced herself to take more into her throat, her alcohol addled state aiding in her sudden bravery as she brought more of it into her mouth. In his sleep, Jalic thrust to her mouth idly, his body knowing what it desired as the felyne tried her best to fit as much of that thick thing into her mouth. At around half of his cock she began to gag, her head pulling back only to push back down firmly to take more, again gagging before she had to pull away fully with a gasp, but that didn't stop her. Now her tongue trailed down the entire length of his cock, stopping at his balls as she dragged her rough tongue against each, her paws working at that beautiful shaft while she suckled upon his balls before working her way back up to the tip of his cock, kissing the shaft several times as she rose. She then brought her mouth over his cock again, taking half of it in one go, bobbing her head back and forth quickly as she worked her hardest to milk her meowster's thick cock.

Shay wanted to feel his seed inside of her in every way, needed to drink it, to feel its warmth stain her throat like the ale she had drank with him, and more than that she wanted to feel his cum stuff her pussy, and so she continued to suckle upon him, her pussy dripping with a bit of arousal. It was then that she felt his cock began twitching, Jalic shifting a bit in his sleep, and so she began moving faster, stroking what she couldn't suck into her mouth with both paws quickly. She wondered then if she should swallow or take it all upon her body. To be marked by her meowster would mean that she would officially be his, and at the same time she wanted to drink it. Rather than pick one or the other she brought her mouth off of his cock, gasping out for air before sticking her tongue out and stroking his cock faster, shutting her eyes just before thick, warm, fluid splattered against her tongue and face. She purred as she was painted by Jalic's cock, her mouth swallowing what salty seed fell upon her tongue gratefully. When finally it finished she wiped away enough cum to allow her to open her eyes to begin kissing upon Jalic's cock, purring against it as she watched it slowly come to full erection again. For a moment she knelt there between his legs, admiring that he had come back ready for more so soon, and yet she wondered would she even be able to fit such a massive thing inside of her cunt. There was only one way to find out.

Already his cock was slick with spittle from her licking and loving, it would have to do as lube. Climbing onto his body, her paws rested upon his stomach, her pussy kissing his cock as she positioned herself ever so carefully. With her body shaking, her mouth open as she panted, she began to grind against his cock, her wet pussy adding pleasured juices to the spittle upon the hunter's cock. Carefully she brought herself up, her rear held up high as she sat slowly, the tip of his cock meeting the entrance of her pussy. With a few more adjustments she was ready, the tip of his cock already breaching the shallows of her pussy. Shutting her eyes, her ears drawn back, she began lower herself her lips parting to let out a weak mewl as she began stuffing more and more of Jalic's cock inside of her. Occasionally she stopped, the pain of stretching so far becoming a bit troublesome, but it wasn't enough to wash out the feeling of satisfaction, of accomplishment, and the pleasure that slowly began overtaking the pain. Lower and lower her hips went, inch by inch of the hunter's cock being pressed inside of her. At the same time she clawed at her hunter's sides beneath his tunic, unable to control herself as she mewled and moaned, her hips rolling and lowering ruther until she felt his balls upon her rear. Purring she reached to feel over her abdomen, her eyes fluttering as she felt the bulge of his cock inside of her pussy. It was almost as if his cock were kissing her womb at this point, and soon enough it would be filling her with his seed as well. Bracing herself she began to rock her hips back and forth, bouncing up and down upon her precious meowster's cock. She needed more, more of him filling her, more of his cock and for him to actually look at her. As she rode him she felt extreme pleasure, but at the same time so she desired for him to open his eyes to see her the way she was, a cat in heat that desired nothing more than her master's love and attention, she wanted Jalic to open his eyes and fall in love with her just as much as she was in love with him, but in her mind that would never happen, and so she worked her hardest to milk his cock, to bring herself to climax and to feel his warmth inside of her. Rolling her hips and driving all of his cock inside of her she felt him begin to twitch and throb again, her claws reaching up through his clothing to leave marks upon his chest as she shivered, driving his cock into her pussy fully with every single drop of her hips. She needed his cum inside of her to make her feel whole.

Soon she got her wish, without warning her insides were suddenly full of thick cum, his warm seed staining her insides and traveling far inside of her, her entire body hot from all the sensations, her head falling back as she let out a gasp and a moan, her pussy clenching tight as her own climax was reached. Shaking and shivering she felt suddenly so weak upon her master, her eyes shutting as she laid upon him, his twitching cock still inside of her. She couldn't find it in herself to pull away, and so with her last terrible decision of the night she fell asleep upon Jalic, her cheek nestled against his chest, her tail looping around the portion of his shaft not inside of her possessively.

Eventually the morning sun beating down upon the pair brought Shay out of her slumber. Her head pounded something furious and her insides felt as if she had fucked a wild wyvern. Looking down she saw that she still laid upon Jalic's body. Shivering she pulled away, his cock no longer inside of her, but still touching her pussy. She could hardly believe what she had done, hardly believe that it wasn't some sort of drunken dream. Looking up her eyes grew wide as she saw her hunters smiling mug looking down at her, his hand coming up to stroke between her ears. She felt on the verge of tears just as Jalic began to speak in a tone far too soft for her crimes, "You didn't need the ale you know? Coulda just told me...And we could have done all this without the hangovers..."

Sucking down tears as to not embarrass herself any further, Shay brought herself up his body to coil her arms around his neck, her cheek firmly pressed against his as she spoke, "I'm so sorry..."

Jalic only chuckled and again stroked her head, "I was up the entire time...Hard to sleep through that fun y'know?"

Now she felt even dumber, but still partially she was relieve that he wasn't mad at her, most of all he had said he enjoyed what had happened between them. As his hand passed through the fur upon her back she closed her eyes, nestled against her far too relaxed hunter, glad that he was so kind, glad that he was so understanding and that he loved her just as much as she loved him. This was one story she wouldn't be sharing with anyone back at Cheeko Sands.