Juniper and Rush - Chapter 2
#2 of Juniper and Rush
Chapter 2
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Juniper's ears fluttered as she stirred from her sleep in the first light of the day, which streamed through her window and spilled across the bed like a curtain. She slowly turned over to look at the sturdy frame of the cheetah sleeping next to her. Rush showed no signs of awakening, and she couldn't bring herself to disturb him after the long night they'd both had. She rolled out of bed and gave a stretch, the gentle curves of her body casting her vulpine silhouette over the sleeping form of her lover. She pulled a pair of underwear from her drawer and slid them on, then gathered a bra, shirt, and some shorts to take with her to the bathroom. She closed the door gently behind her and slid the panties off again, turned the knob on the shower and brushed through her fur before stepping into the shower which was quickly beginning to fill with steam. She washed her fur and hair, scrubbing at some particularly matted patches near her nether regions, courtesy of Rush. Once she was satisfactorily clean and had had her fill of the warm steam for the morning, she shut off the water, stepped out, toweled off her fur, and dressed.
Stepping back into her bedroom, she was rather surprised to see Rush awake, sitting up in the bed, his legs slightly spread and his prodigious feline cock lazily flopped across his thigh.
"Hey, babe," he said, getting onto all fours and crawling over to the edge of the bed. He sat down at the end and put on a serious expression, though he made no effort to make his member less visible. "I need to apologize for last night. I didn't mean to blow you off or get so drunk... it was just the party, everyone was so happy and, y'know, I felt important. I couldn't just say no to the drinks and the attention and everything. I tried to get away, but I just couldn't!" he concluded.
Juniper tried to look sternly at him, but she quickly found any frustration she may have had disappearing... she certainly didn't want to be the reason for his being unable to celebrate. How often would you get the chance to celebrate something like that, anyhow? Making the winning play of a major game in the final seconds? Besides, it was just a bit of drinking with friends... that's what college was for...
"Rush... it's okay," she replied. "I'm not mad at you. I'm glad you had a good time... besides, I got to see you eventually. If you were happy, that's what mattered last night, so I'm happy, too."
He grinned and stood up, stepped over to her and embraced her. "You're the best, babe," he said, pressing himself to her tightly. She could feel his cock against her belly and thigh as she hugged him back, and tried to keep her eyes on his face as they separated again.
"I try!" she said sweetly.
Rush stood back and looked her over for a minute. "I'm sorry I missed you shower," he remarked wistfully.
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah... any time I don't get to see that perfect body of yours... it's a damn shame," he went on, dramatically.
"Well... maybe I could make it up to you?" she asked.
He gave her an inquisitive look with a hint of a mischievous grin breaking through. "Go on," he said. "You have piqued my interest."
Juniper stepped over towards the bed and slid her top off, followed by her shorts. She gave a little twirl and posed for him.
"Hey, don't stop there!" he said, his member beginning to stiffen as he reached down to wrap a hand around it.
Juniper smiled and finished undressing, then laid down on the bed and spread her legs wide. Rush gave another contemplating look as he slowly stroked his semi-hard cock.
"Play with yourself for me?" he asked. Juniper happily obliged and began to rub herself, as the little show had begun to her as much as it had him. Rush reached for his phone and opened the camera, pointing it at the fox. She stopped for a moment, giving him an uncertain look as he snapped a photo. "Trust me, Junes, you know nobody's ever going to see it except me. Just a little present for later, yeah? For winning the game and being awesome?" he pleaded, teasingly. She considered for a moment before laying back and continuing, giving in to the moment and wanting to please herself and the cheetah watching her...
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Marcie's phone buzzed loudly on the edge of her desk, disturbing her reading and causing her to jump, nearly spilling her tea on herself.
> JC: Hey shuttle going to beach today, u want 2go?
She sheep quickly flicked open the lock on the phone and contemplated the message, which was followed by another before she could answer.
>JC: We can work on tht project tonite when we get back! :)
<MS: Sure thing.
>JC: Bus leaves at 11, hurry!
<MS: See ya there!
She clicked out her response and sat her phone back down, got up, and began to pack. She figured getting out with Juniper would be good, especially since they hadn't left on the best of terms after their last class of the week. Besides that, she'd been cooped up an awful lot inside her room which had begun to feel like something of a prison to her. She wanted some fresh air and sun on her fur, so she picked out a tank top and some athletic shorts, threw a towel and other necessities into a bag, changed, and headed out the door to walk to the shuttle stop.
When she stepped onto the bus a few minutes before 11, she immediately regretted coming. Juniper was seated by a window on the right side of the bus, Rush sitting in the aisle next to her with his arm wrapped around her. At least two dozen other members of the football team and their friends were scattered about the bus, and it dawned on her that the impromptu beach trip was likely to celebrate their win the night before.
"Over here, Marcie!" Rush called, squishing Juniper closer to the wall and patting a thin edge of the seat in the aisle next to him. "We can all fit!" She rolled her eyes but, not seeing many other available spaces, went to take the seat next to Rush. He promptly put his other arm around her. "I gotcha! I won't let my girls fall, huh, Juniper?" he explained, winking. She grinned at him, evidently not noticing the look of disgust and discomfort on her friend's face, or perhaps was simply unable to see her.
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"Rush... c'mon, somebody's going to see..."
"What do you think everyone else is also doing...? Junes, relax... hnnh..."
"I- ahh... people on the beach aren't though, and they can watch..."
"Let them... ah, fuck... they can be pervy if they want, they're just jealous, it shouldn't stop us from... ahhh... having a good time..."
"My feet can barely touch the bottom all the way out here..."
"Just let me hold you... it's easier that way anyway, I gotcha"
"Oh... oh God, Rush... slow down some..."
"hnnh... hnnh... ahh..."
"Rush, I'm... ahh! Ahh! Ahhn-"
"Let it happen, babe... I'm... hnnnnh-! Ahh... ahh... ahhhh..."
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Marcie was sitting at her desk by the open window again, working on her project alone by lamp light when the phone buzzed once more.
>RP: Hey, Juniper was real upset after you stormed off earlier.
<MS: Dude, wth are you texting me for.
>RP: Junes asked me to talk to you.
>RP: You don't have to be such a bitch about it.
Marcie paused for a moment, stunned. She could feel the anger and hurt welling up inside her, her hesitation to tell him off weakening and cracking.
>RP: Dunno what the problem was today, you didn't have to come
<MS: My problem is you!
<MS: What the fuck were you doing, screwing around in the water like that! Everyone could see you!
>RP: Lighten up.
<MS: I'm sure she was embarrassed, why did you make her do that?
>RP: I didn't make her. She was really into it.
<MS: She's not that kind of person, I have no idea what she sees in you.
>RP: Oh yeah?
>RP: [1 attachment: IMG_2703.mov]
She hesitated again. 27 seconds, dated this morning. Quickly, she tapped on the file.
"Oh yeah... cum for me, baby... do it..."
"Oh, Rush... watch me cum... oh... I'm cumming, I'm cu-!"
She locked the phone and slammed it onto the desk. Tears welling up in her eyes, she turned out the lamp and flopped onto her bed. _What did he want to accomplish? Why did she let him take that video? Did she know? She couldn't have, right? He just wanted to make me feel bad, and he just wanted to hurt her. _She squeezed her eyes shut tight and buried her face in the pillow, but one image was still burned into her mind.
Slender fingers, sliding across glistening folds of skin... elegant curves, perfect breasts, topped with pointed nipples... flowing hair, glimmering in the sunlight...
Marcie swallowed hard through the tears... the tips of her fingers slid beneath the waistband of her sweatpants...
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