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Keeping an eye on Ricko was a full time job, but it wasn't held by just one or two people.

All students that worked at the observatory were given shifts to keep an eye on the River City University Observatory: the aforementioned "Ricko." Those who were more familiar with the technology and programming of the telescope were assigned more difficult tasks, but that evening, Rene and Celeste were going to contend with something more much harder than a software test.

"That's...that's it? It's working that easily?"

They would have to contend with boredom, and on a cloudy night, they couldn't count on the telescope to assist them.

"It would seem to be," Celeste confirmed, standing in front of a control panel and keeping an eye on the screen, double and triple checking that the software update put in place by their professor was working as intended. "I know he was worried about this being a serious problem, but...turns out there aren't any bugs to work out of the system, after all."

The observatory was kept immaculate: even if they were bored enough to try and spruce it up, there wasn't any cleaning to be done.

There was only the software update itself, and making sure that all of the corresponding functions of the telescope and the controls were still working properly, before they'd be free to head back to their respective dorms.

It was fortunate, therefore, that they had another way to make the time pass, now that they were down to the portion of the evening that only involved waiting.

"Thanks for keeping an eye on that panel, then. I'll give the controls a quick test, and...I guess we can just get out of here for the night?" Rene offered.

He really should have known better than to think that Celeste would want to give up such a wonderful opportunity, but he hadn't given it the same level of thought that she had: the situation might have seemed a bit of a chore, but to have such privacy in a place that was surrounded by entire fields of nothing , it was as far removed from their usual situation as it could have been.

Sharing a bed in the dorms was always a little awkward, and there was some fun to be had in trying to keep their voices down...but Celeste was delighted with the idea of being able to let her voice run as wild as her paws were threatening to.

"If you're really that eager to go back to the dorms and be all cramped up in your room, be my guest," Celeste offered. The vixen was already creeping closer, and in the natural darkness of the observatory, she knew she had an advantage, if she really wanted to sneak up on Rene.

The feline would be able to pick her out of the shadows if he was paying any attention at all, but he wasn't lending an ear to the delicate sound of her pawpads tapping against the floor as she walked, or the delicate swish of her tail as it gave a quick flicker of excitement.

When her tongue pressed against the side of his neck and her fangs grazed over the same spot, Rene wasn't at all prepared for her assault...but his body responded faster than his voice could hope to.

"As a matter of fact, I do like my little room," Rene assured her, but he could feel the vixen standing on her tiptoes and reaching around his hips as she moved, eager to get even a single clue that he was interested in playing along. "Kinda sad that this little observatory is more spacious than either of our dorms, honestly."

" Very sad, but it'd be a shame not to take advantage of such open space, no?" she finally found her answer as her palm captured the bulge of his covered member, her fingertips tracing the outline of his tip and giving it a delicate squeeze. "Especially when there's such a breathtaking view just outside the observation deck..."

"I'd have an even better view if you'd come around the other side of me."

Celeste giggled, finding Rene's wordplay to be utterly delightful...and it was just the right amount of suggestion for her to spin around his side, brushing her tail along his hip and letting the full, bushy end of the same brush over his covered length before she stood in front of him.

Her fingertips came to rest against his chest, and her push was so delicate that he had to let her ease him back into the chair, but he would have been a fool to ignore her silent request: sitting at the work station with his legs spread just enough to give his expanding flesh some breathing room, Rene looked up and admired the slender, grinning vixen with keen appreciation, thinking that no sight in the heavens above could equal the private show he had on Earth.

"Feel like you've got the best seat in the house, yet?" she asked, though she was already reaching her fingertips to the trail of buttons near the middle of her top. A single one popped, revealing the start of her cleavage, and with the second undone, her modest bust was that much more visible. "Or do I need to give you something even more than this?"

There was no song in the air, but Celeste was dancing to her own beat, moving her hips just enough to catch his attention. With each sway, she inched closer to the seated panther, until he thought her backside might just be within his reach.

His paw was just starting to lift toward the brilliant yellow of her skirt when she took a half step back, turning at the hip and brushing her tail along the underside of his chin.

It was that little bit of her scent that caught the end of his muzzle, like the briefest puff of perfume, that intoxicated him; though he thought himself a patient person, Rene wasn't prepared for such a delicate and _alluring_bouquet to tempt him into coming after her.

"If you give me anything more than that, you're gonna have to help me clean up this control panel all over again," Rene warned her.

She couldn't tell if he was joking or not, but tugging the length of her dress overhead and revealing the cups of her bra drew such a visceral throb from his length that she could see it through his jeans...and stepping closer in only the silk and lace of her undergarments, she couldn't help resting her palm on the spot once more, wanting to feel how impassioned he was for her.

Just as he stood to greet her, however, she stepped back once more, giving him a more thorough push and a wide, inviting grin.

"Keep it in your pants until you have somewhere better to put it, then," Celeste warned him.

Patient as she could be, she didn't relish the idea of getting their combined mess out from between the keys on the keyboard, especially when she could already imagine how wonderful it would feel to know that familiar warmth in her body once again.

She'd already pushed the feline to the point that she knew he would go for just about anything she suggested, but when she turned and flicked her tail at his hips once more, it took everything in his body not to reach out and grab her by the tender, fluffy end.

"And if you want somewhere better to put it...you're gonna have to come and catch it."

Rene was already starting to unbuckle his pants when Celeste ran for the ladder to the upper observation deck. He didn't think it was any coincidence on her part that she was moving so slowly, or that her tail, once meant to tickle his body, was finally lifting out of the way to reveal the soft, pale lavender of her panties to him.

He was enjoying the show every step of the way, but he wanted to prove to her that he wasn't content to just stand there and watch, even when he wasn't sure what she was up to just then.

If she was going to keep playing games with him, of course, he was happy to play right back with her, and he followed up the ladder just slowly enough to see which of the two observatory doors that she exited through.

After a brief enough delay for her to get settled, he went around the other side, creeping to the opposite door and stripping just behind the cover of it, leaving his jeans and t-shirt in a heap by the door itself; it felt an unnecessary risk, but there was no denying the element of the thrill that came with knowing how much trouble they were in if anyone else decided to stop by the observatory, that night.

"Did you get lost on the way up?"

She asked the question without seeing or hearing Rene, but she could have guessed that the panther was playing some sort of practical joke on her, with the cover of such darkness to help him out.

In the middle of a host of cornfields, the observatory was truly desolate, and light pollution just barely scraped the edge of what they could see with the telescope: incredible sights were available with a single gaze through the device below, but Celeste couldn't see what was right behind her...until she could feel the weight of a pair of arms wrapping around her torso from behind.

"Only for a moment, but once I had that scent...I couldn't _possibly_let you get away."

Arms clenched tight around the petite vixen, tugging her up and holding her back against his chest. It was impossible for her to keep from letting out a quick yelp, but there was a giggle that followed, revealing the true, playful nature of their relationship, and just what a thrill it was for Celeste to be caught so far off guard.

"Nyeee! H-hey; that...t-that tickles!" she giggled aloud and squirmed in his paws, but she wasn't trying her hardest to break free.

She enjoyed the clutches of his affection far too much to ever push them away, and in his grasp, her petite figure was easily lifted from the ends of her tiptoes, until her backside was sitting against his standing lap.

"I was hoping it would do something more than tickle," he admitted, allowing the throb of his member to brush against the crotch of her panties. "That's a good start, I suppose...but just tickling you seems like a wasted use of this opportunity."

"I couldn't agree more," Celeste dropped her giggles in favor of a smokier tone, able to feel the gentle soak of precum against the covered mound of her womanhood. "You can tickle me in the dorms if you really want to...but right now...I'd like to know why I'm still wearing panties, Rene."

The panther wouldn't hesitate to pull aside the crotch of the soaking garments when the time was right, but holding up the slender vixen and stripping her all in one fell swoop required one more paw than he actually had.

He didn't think she'd mind being placed down against the handrail once more, if that's what it took to get her the rest of the way out of her clothes.

"Give me just a moment, and I'd be more than happy to fix that for you."

Rene prided himself on making Celeste happy, and when she made it so obvious what she was after, she made his job that much easier...but after a single pump of his length against her covered sex, his entire body hesitated.

"Ooh...o-oh, _fuck..._Rene...you're already so hard!"

Those words should have spurred him on, but in the quiet that followed, Rene couldn't help looking over his shoulder and wondering just how much of a risk he was willing to take.

"And you're being so loud ," he answered, letting a chuckle take the edge off of his words. "Not that I mind at all, love...but are you sure that's the best idea?"

Looking back over her own shoulder and capturing Rene's stare, Celeste gestured an open palm at the swaths of corn and crops that surrounded them: even the nearest barn to the fields was far enough that she could scream at the top of her lungs without rousing much suspicion.

"You'd really deny the crops such a unique opportunity...to hear us in the throes of passion?"

Rene's eyes were already rolling when Celeste started to giggle. "...Point made, my darling."

"I don't mind you wanting to play it safe," Celeste assured him. "In fact, I appreciate you doing so when we have to, but this...this is a very rare opportunity for you and I, Rene. There's no one around for miles, and for the first time that I can remember, I can actually cry out for you the way that I've always wanted to..."

"Guess you had more than one surprise planned for me, this evening?"

Celeste gave his paws a delicate push, encouraging him to release her body to the deck. "It's all part of the same surprise, love...but I've been saving this song for you for far too long, and I refuse to keep it in any longer."

Slipping from his grip and stepping right to the guard rail, the vixen lifted her tail before her boyfriend and rested her arms on the metal piping, giving herself a place to rest her head.

It was all too easy to look back over her shoulder, give a delicate sway of her hips, and finally, with a single fingertip, she completed the silent plea that she'd used on him to such great effect, so many times before.

"Isn't a song something that you're supposed to sing?" Rene asked, stepping toward her bent body and letting his palm make the first contact with her flesh: cupping the mound of her womanhood and feeling the soaking warmth that spilled from her was a delightful preview, and he carried it over with a single digit, pushing it up past the gentle resistance of her petals. "For that being the case, you're awfully quiet right now, Celeste."

After her bold statement, the vixen was holding back just enough to bring out the best of Rene: her promise to moan aloud was sure to encourage him, but when she forced him to work a little bit harder still, she was the benefactor on the other end of his skillful touch.

A second digit joined in the action and hooked next to the first, moving up and into her passage with a delicate press. Her smaller frame was plenty flexible, and Rene knew the same to be true, but he also knew how much his girlfriend appreciated a proper warmup.

They were already well past the point of needing any further foreplay, and if he wasn't careful, he was going to takeover as the tease for the evening.

"Mnn...c-come on, big boy... do it..."

The delicate accent on the back of her voice turned everything she said into a statement of allure, but in the heat of the moment, when that bit of smoky breathlessness laced her words, Celeste was _unfairly_sensual.

Her panties were tugged away so eagerly that she didn't even have a chance to adjust her thighs and help her lover along, and the clasps of her bra quickly followed; the weight of the panther bearing down against her shoulders and the drag of his fangs at her neck distracted her from just how quickly he was actually working.

That proper, mounting lean of his body brought the very tip of his cock to brush against her petals, and just around that touch, he could feel the delicate part in her slit giving way to his approach. It was as delicate as he could manage, to start, but it had been too long since the last time they had such complete privacy.

Much as his every muscle was begging to fire on all cylinders, he had just enough restraint to move easily against her body, guiding Celeste through the first pump of his penetration and letting her adjust to inch after inch of his flesh, until the delicate pap of his sack came to rest against her inner thighs.

"That's...t-that's the way, Rene," she whispered, still keeping her promise of a proper symphony of moans on hold. "Nice and easy...let me f-feel every inch of it, baby!"

His first recoil wasn't the thrust that she was after; one right after the other, the panther was taking his time and working her into the act with a series of delicate strokes, but he still wasn't completely mounted on her backside, just yet.

Standing firmly behind her and adjusting to the lower height of her shorter body, Rene pumped forth with greater authority and buried his member inside of his girlfriend once again, but this time, she _couldn't_contain her gasp, and when she thought to lift a paw to cover her muzzle, she felt a nibble at the back of her ear, forcing her to keep her stare straight ahead.

"You said you were gonna moan," he reminded her, keeping that little bit of her earlobe pinched in his fangs. "Like you meant it."

Her entire body quivered below his as she prepared for the weight of another thrust, but as her lover wrapped an arm around her side and placed the other on the rail, next to her own, she accepted that her time to hold back had come and gone.

She was glad that he waited as long as he did: nectar was flowing freely down the petals of her womanhood, soaking his shaft and making for a smooth, slick penetration...but that didn't make it easy on her, by any stretch.

"If that's w-what you really want...baby...y-you're gonna get it..."

Gripping the rail that much tighter and leaning back into the weight of his thrust, Celeste proved that her tiny figure didn't make her the helpless thing she looked to be, right then.

The vixen was willing to do her part to keep up with Rene every step of the way, but as his hips crashed down against her petite body with greater force and reminded her of just what the feline could do when he truly let loose...she was finally reduced to the quivering, gasping mess that she sought to be.

"Yes...now that's what I came for, love! Harder! Fuck me harder!" she demanded, knowing full well that she'd be sore for the effort of taking the full, impressive cock of the feline...and caring a little bit less about the consequences with every thrust. "Take me with everything you have, Rene...b-break me...if you think you can!"

Her lust for her boyfriend was being taken to new heights as his mind relaxed and accepted the reality of their privacy: having that internal calm was allowing his body to have the opposite reaction, coming down a little harder with each thrust and pounding into the vixen with such force that he was almost worried about her being able to handle him.

As well as she'd taken him thus far, he knew he was worrying for nothing, but when she begged so eagerly for him to take things to that next gear, he couldn't help clenching her tightly in his grasp and holding her steady, forcing her bouncing hips to simply take his length, however he wanted to give it.

It wasn't fair to Celeste: after waiting so long to finally know the full weight of his proper thrusts, her body was giving itself over so willingly to pleasure that she knew she wouldn't be able to last.

If she was going to go so quickly into her release, however, she was going to make it worth his while for his efforts...and her inner muscles were already milking and clenching around the feline cock as she tried to bring him up to her speed.

"That's it...f-fuck your little vixen...m-make her cum, Rene...y-you're...you're making her cum!" her declaration echoed over the open fields and filled the air, until Rene could hear that sound bouncing across the distance away from him. "Yes...y-yes...ohbythegodsyes...k-keep going, baby...just k-keep fucking me!"

When she was making the conscious effort to drain the seed from his body, Celeste was talented enough to bring Rene to a quick climax, but when she lost control of those inner muscles and gave herself willingly to the uneven flutter and grip of her own orgasm, no amount of endurance would buy Rene another minute.

"I feel it...y-you're close, love...just let it out...let it all out inside me!"

She didn't have to encourage him to cross that bridge to his own bliss, and she didn't have to beg for his seed, but since she had the opportunity, she was going to be as loud as she could and make damn sure that Rene knew how badly she needed to feel him throbbing with the weight of his climax.

Another shrill cry escaped her as she gripped the handrail, pushed up into her lover's body and finally, she coaxed the mess from the tip of his cock with another impassioned grip, holding his feline length as steady as she could inside of her womanhood.

Each hammering drive of his hips against her tender backside, and each throb of his length within her as another rope of cum jumped from the tip were turning the act of holding him steady from a pleasurable effort to a nigh impossible struggle, but just for the sake of her attempt, Celeste could feel her own release being drawn out: the waves of aftershock were plentiful indeed, and quivering legs were starting to give as her greedy body sapped the last of her energy for the sake of greater pleasure.

"You've been...h-holding out on me, haven't you?" Celeste panted, her voice fading back to a proper tone and a normal volume as she struggled to draw enough breath. "There's so much...s-so much cum...when was the last time you got off, love?"

Her paws slipped from the handrail, but with an arm around her waist, Rene was able to keep her upright just long enough to outlast his own legs.

When he finally gave out, his trembling knees came down first and guided the exhausted vixen to the floor with him, making sure that his cock wouldn't come free until the very last drops of his seed were settled in her womb with the rest of his mess.

"Been over a week, anyway," Rene admitted, his voice still warm and ticklish against the base of her ear. "Not that I meant to wait so long, but...it's been one hell of a busy week, my dear."

"And it isn't over yet, either," Celeste reminded him. "Still plenty of time to make this week a little...shall we say...longer?"

His member was finally relaxing, and the last clench of her womanhood managed to push it free, letting the flood of his seed follow it and create a small river over the inside of her thighs. Spooning back against him, Celeste wasn't afraid to spread that mess around, and for his part, Rene wasn't afraid to wear the same seed that he'd left inside of her, knowing how much more was still heating her from the inside.

"If you really think you're up to something like that," Rene paused, easing his hips into place just so that his resting length would kiss up against the slightly parted folds of her sex, "I think we have another cleaning shift out here on Friday, don't we?"

They'd never outgrow the act of sneaking around the campus and the dorms to find the best place to have a little fun, but when the mood struck and Celeste felt the need to sing her lover's praises, there could be no better place to go than the middle of that cornfield, with only the light of the moon and some eager, twinkling stars to bathe their naked bodies.

"If you keep on leaving that much cum inside me...w-we're gonna have to schedule an extra cleaning day," Celeste cautioned him. "It's still coming back out...goodness..."

A comforting pair of arms held her from behind, keeping her curled into the soothing fluff at Rene's chest.

"Any excuse for us to come back here is good enough for me," he admitted.