Little moments - Massage
This one is a little self-indulgence. I just needed to get it out of me :p A very short piece where a pair share some intimate time together. Not explicit, but labeling as adult because of some questionable descriptions.
Harvey rests on his side, propping himself up with one arm while the other drapes over Eilows. He strokes Eilows' side, communicating through touch his affection for the well-groomed slender lion's form. He soaks in the warmth of Eilows, whose rumbling contented sigh airs out as an expression of gratitude.
Eilows scoots in, spooning into Harvey, whose tongue flicks out excitedly. He plants a string of appreciative little kisses over Eilows, starting under the neatly trimmed mane, then down to his armpit and ribs. He moves the kisses to Eilows' waist, before working back up the center to the cat's chest, where he stops to rest his snout. Eilows plants a paw on Harvey's head, hugging him to his chest, gently stroking his snout with a thumb. The cat receives a happy tongue-flick under his chin in response. And a little hiss.
"You are so warm."
"Mm," is all Eilows responds with, his breathing raising and lowering the lizard's heavy head resting on his chest.
With his arms to the sides of Eilows, Harvey proceeds to slowly press his fingernails into Eilows' sides, teasing the ribs and feeling his curves. Eilows squirms, shaking his head with eyes closed, his short mane becoming more fluffed out.
"Hey! Nails. Ticklish."
"My prey, you are where I want you.' Eilows lifts his head and looks at Harvey who continues to use his bodyweight to pin Eilows to the bed. His head still sitting comfortably on Eilows' chest. Only now he is facing to one side where he can aim his tongue flicks at more sensitive areas. But Eilows fights back, and using his secret weapon, gives a rough lick on Harvey's snout.
"Oh! Cat tongue!" Harvey recoils back, lifting his head and kneeling on the edge of the bed. Eilows raises a foot, pushing with a paw.
"Oh, soft." He nudges into it, admiring the pawpad. He then grabs it."These wide, soft pillows." Eilows stares innocently, as if hoping for mercy from the big lizard.
Harvey stands, cupping the paw in both hands and slowly rubbing into its center with his thumbs.
"Omf," Eilows falls back into bed like dead weight, bouncing once on impact. His toes curl in, and Harvey is encouraged. He continues as before, soaking up pleasure from Eilows' responses. For him, part of the delight was in the cute noises he could get out of the cat. Although, playing with paws was an experience.
Harvey stares tongue flicking and just barely slapping at the heel. He traces the shape with his eyes, from the pink pawpads to the soft short furry soles, admiring the curves of the toes and noticing the little slits where he could just barely see hidden dangerous claws. He gently bent the paw to get a view of the top, and stroked from the ankle down to the toes, in slow appreciative motions, but just enough pressure to not disturb with a tickle. A rumbling moan escapes Eilows, exciting Harvey.
"I didn't think I'd be into paws."
"Didn't know it could feel this nice," was the response. Harvey hugged it to his face, pressing in, adoring them, noticing the actively twitching bulge in Eilows' sweatpants.
"My tiny pillows." He grabs the other foot and sandwiches his face between them both before giving more attention to the neglected paw. When he poked the toes, they curled in, trapping his finger. The reaction was a delight. It was like being stuck in a plush pillow trap.
"How are they so soft?"
"The better to sneak up on you and give you kisses from behind. Or make you shiver as I breathe down your neck." Harvey grins at that. He relished the little love games they played. "Just keep rubbing like that."
Encouraged, Harvey focuses on the knuckles of his toes, gently rolling them between his fingers, allowing the soft paws to sit in his hands. He places a thumb below and index finger on top, as if to pinch, and slowly massages inward, increasing firmness with each motion. With a firm press on the knuckle, a toeclaw juts out and catches Harvey cutting along the web between the fingers. He hisses and reflexively yanks back, a mistake that further opens the wound as the hooked claw briefly caught on his hand.
"Oh!" Eilows sits up. "Oh, sweetie..." He hurries over to Harvey who tries to hold closed the leaking hand.
"Wow this burns."
"I got it." Eilows approaches with a paper towel made damp, he folds it over Harvey's hand and firmly presses down. He exhales, "I guess it's my turn to take care of you."
***Alt ending***
"I didn't think I'd be into paws."
"Didn't know it could feel this nice," was the response. Harvey hugged it to his face, pressing inwards on the soles and pads, noticing the actively twitching bulge in Eilows' sweatpants. He slinks his way up from Eilows' legs until he rests his chin on the lion's waist. They lock eyes, and Harvey snorts a breath across his partner's stomach.
"I can taste you with my skin as well as my tongue and nose. You're so full of inviting flavors." Eilows belly twitches as it's tickled.
"You're cute from up here."
"What shall I do about this?" Harvey gives Eilows' bulge a side nuzzle. Eilows only nods and licks his lips with sparkling eyes fixated on Harvey. Harvey slips a finger into the lion's sweatpants. "I know what I'll do..."