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This came to me right after I posted the previous entry, and it flowed a lot easier than I expected, so I decided to post it as well! Enjoy this small bonus while I work on the next continuation!

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The morning after Riley had his first legitimate sexual experience, with the girl he had a crush on of all people, he still felt like he'd imagined it. Throughout the night he'd woken from dreams about the wolf female that felt too much like what he'd experienced. Dreams of her dominating him, pinning him down and rubbing against him while playfully licking around his muzzle and ears. Though he was unwilling to admit it, the dreams tended to include her grabbing him by the balls and squeezing to make him submit to her, as well as giving him a well-placed knee while she played on top of him. That damn girl...she was going to end up giving him a fetish he really didn't want. At least...he'd probably never admit to wanting it. He stepped out into the hallway and vigorously shook his head, moving towards the stairs.

As he passed by his sisters' bedroom, lost in his own world and neglecting the fact that the door was open, he suddenly felt someone grasp the back of his shirt. Before he could react, he felt that same someone deliver a hard kick between his legs, smashing his balls between their foot and his groin. As he began to hunch forward in pain, his eyes caught a glimpse of a white-furred footpaw that distinctly belonged to a wolf retreating from the area of impact. He was suddenly tugged backwards away from the stairs and eased down onto his back, where he stared up into the grinning face of Eisla as his hands instinctively cupped his aching genitals.

"Fuck, Eisla...!" he gasped, his muzzle scrunching up in pain as he slowly curled up into a ball, keeping his watering eyes on her to make sure she wasn't going to do anything else. "Couldn't you think of a better greeting than that...!?"

"Good morning, Riles," she giggled, reaching out to ruffle the fur between his ears. "That was for last night, remember? Don't worry, I'm not gonna get ya again...at least, not yet."

"I could have done without that last part..." He whimpered softly, sucking air through his teeth. "You really got me good...why'd you grab me and pull me back, anyways...?"

"To keep you from falling down the stairs, silly." She stuck her tongue out. "Unless you have some kind of fetish for broken bones...can't say I'm terribly willing to help you out with that one, buddy."

"Good to know you're looking out for my health and safety...maybe you could go one step further and not kick me in the balls to begin with...that'd be great..."

"I'm sure it would be. But I'm afraid I find it too much fun to not do it. Sorry!" She laughed and sat down with her legs folded under her, pulling his head into her lap. The look on her face and the way she laughed told Riley she definitely wasn't sorry in the least. "Did I get them both?"

Riley grumbled. "You definitely did..."

"Bullseye!" She was way too happy about that piece of information. "Which one hurts the most? Left or right?"

"Why do you wanna know a detail like that...?" He sighed softly, feeling at least somewhat comforted by her sitting with him. "The left one though..."

"Poor lefty." She giggled. "Should I give righty a smack as well to even them out?" She raised a paw playfully and licked her nose.

"Please don't...!" The feline clutched himself tighter and curled up more to protect himself.

"I was kidding, relax." She lowered her paw again, still smiling down at him.

"Don't you have somewhere to be...? Where are my sisters...?"

"They're already downstairs eating breakfast. You really want me gone that badly? I don't see you trying to get away." She playfully flicked his forehead, causing him to yelp.

"It's not..." He paused, hesitantly moving one hand up to rub at his forehead. "It's not that I want you gone or anything..." He muttered something incoherent under his breath and turned his head to look at the wall instead of her face, the insides of his ears flushing red.

"You're blushing." She poked at his ear gently, tickling it and causing it to twitch.

"You're embarrassing me..."

"I'm not doing anything." She leaned down, taking advantage of the position of his head to flick her tongue against his ear, eliciting an adorable yelp of surprise that had him whipping his head back to look at her, finding himself nearly muzzle to muzzle with her. "Now I've done something."

"Y-You're...in an awfully friendly mood this morning...kicking my balls into next week aside..."

"Oh please, I didn't kick them _that_hard. But yeah, I am. Last night...was a lot of fun for me." Whether the feline realized it or not (let's face it, he definitely didn't), he wasn't the only one who'd had pleasant dreams following their shared orgasm. She licked her nose again and grinned. Unknown to him, she was already plotting something even more fun for later. "I hope it was for you as well. You sure looked like you had fun...with your muzzle all scrunched up, moaning...you looked about as fucking adorable as you do right now."

"A-Adorable...? Me...?" He swallowed hard, hoping she couldn't hear the sound of his heart beating faster with every moment.

"I don't see another caracal laying here clutching his balls. Yes, you." She pulled her head back, giving him a playful smile with something he couldn't quite read shining in her silvery eyes. Slowly, she pulled out from under him and stood up, carefully walking around him. "Be a good kitten today and maybe...just maybe...I'll do something really nice for you and your balls tonight." She chuckled and stepped down the first step onto the landing, only to pause and turn back at him. "Oh, and Riley?"

He lifted his head up, confusion and curiosity plastered across his muzzle. He was still letting her promise sink in when the wolf yanked her shirt up to her neck, exposing white-furred breasts topped with lovely pink nipples as she bounced playfully on her toes, causing the beautiful globes of flesh to bounce as well. After a few seconds she tugged her shirt back down, grinning and cackling wickedly at the wide-eyed expression he gave her, his jaw falling open like he was waiting for someone to feed him. A hint of blush was briefly visible in her ears as she turned away from him to start down the stairs.

"See you later tonight!"

Riley watched as she disappeared around the corner that led down the rest of the stairs, his mind desperately trying to comprehend what had just happened. Had she really just flashed him? Amidst everything else going on in his head at that moment, a very specific concern rose to the front. How exactly was he supposed to feel about the fact that he was now rock hard even as his balls ached? "Hopefully it goes down before I get up to go get breakfast..." he muttered to himself, flopping his head back against the carpet. Two very important facts floated to the front of his mind as he lay there. One, the pain in his balls absolutely sucked. And two, Eisla had very nice breasts.