Matt and Grace
Matt slowly awoke to the sound of horses outside the main gate of the forest village. He quickly got up from quickly throwing his pants on. He made sure to slide his katana into his belt, feeling naked without it. He sighed as he checked his bandages, stained red where he had taken an arrow for his lady. Matt was a sentinel, charged with protecting the princess no matter what. A few days' earlier assassins had tried to kill her, luckily, Matt had moved fast enough for the poisoned arrow to strike him just below the ribs instead of the princess. He had spent the last two nights in wreathing in pain, only kept alive by the lady's healer. He quickly changed his bandages before heading out into the night, the cool air sending light pins and needles up his toned, muscular body, his chest bare except for the bandage. He walked through the large Zen garden that surrounds his lady's residence, a small walled estate, hoping to see she had returned safely.
Grace slowly dismounted the feral horse, wearing a simple yet elegant, flowing blue kimono dress. She could see a bare chested figure walking towards her and almost instantly recognized it was Matt. She blushed slightly as she eyed his body, wondering if He had realised she had feelings for him. Normally when sentinels are wounded they are left to die but she had seen to it personally he survived. She treasured him as a friend and advisor. Grace quickly dismissed her other entourage, walking towards Matt.
Matt smiled warmly, bowing to his lady. He couldn't help but eye her beautiful feline form, her stunning body and perfect face. He slowly stepped a little closer, her spotted fur rustling lightly in the light breeze
"Matt, I'm so glad you're alright..."
Grace said with a sigh of relief as she quickly wrapped him up in a loving, tender embrace. She pressed herself against his soft fur, nuzzling him lightly.
"I was worried about you...let's get inside..."
Matt said as he hugged her back, nestling her head under his. He kept his orange eyes on her, nuzzling her lightly. He held his arm around her, keeping Grace warm in the cool night. As they slowly start to cross a small bridge in the heart of the garden Grace stopped, looking up at Matt as she locked her eyes with hers. She blushed lightly, licking the tip of his muzzle as she stood with him.
"Matt...I've always wanted to tell you this....I love you..."
She quickly locked her muzzle with his, kissing him deeply as she teased him. Grace slipped her tongue into his muzzle as Matt slowly kissed back, the low rumble of his murring matching her purrs. He held her close as they finally broke the kiss.
"I love you too....I always have from the day I met you."
He slow let his paws roam her body, teasing and massaging her lovingly. Grace slowly let her long spotted tail flick up between Matt's legs, giggling quietly as he licked her muzzle.
"Just tell me if you want to stop, I don't want to rush you..."
Matt smiled warmly as the soft moonlight washed over them. They looked deep into each other's eyes, nuzzling and licking each other as the cool air washed over them. Grace licked his chest fluff before moving her paws back up to his shoulder's, Wrapping them around his neck as Matt's wrapped around her waist. The moon sawn high overhead as they locked their muzzles together in a deep, passionate kiss. Their tongues met in the middle, teasing and wrestling with each other as they savoured each other's taste. hi
"Mmm...Matt...Would you mind if we continued this in the morning...I'm sorry it's just been a long day..."
"I know, no problem I can wait....If you want I'll stay with you tonight..."
"I would love that..."
Grace quickly nestled into Matt's side as they walked to her quarters. Matt's warm fur making her Mur with delight. As they slid back the thin rice paper door and walked in everything else seemed to slip away. Matt quickly undid his belt, leaving his sword in the corner as Grace changed into a beautiful silken night gown. He couldn't help but stare as this stunning cheetah girl changed in front of him. Grace blushed lightly, giggling before lying down on the bed
"Like what you see love?"
"Mmmm...Grace, you're the sexiest, most stunning girl ive ever seen..."
Grace giggled as Matt lay down beside her, wrapping her up in his arms. He pulled her close and nestled her head under his, murring in delight as she licked his neck fur.
"Thank you..."
Grace said as she blushed, cuddling into Matt as she slowly drifted off to sleep. Matt soon followed, kissing Grace good night before pulling her closer and drifting off to sleep in each other's arms.
Grace awoke to the sound of alarm bells tolling, instantly she looked for Matt, he was already gone, his sword gone as well. She quickly threw on her kimono dress and ran outside, her eyes widening as she got to the bridge.
Matt stood facing an assassin, two more already dead. He was covered in gashes, bleeding badly as he panted, circling the last assassin. His katana was stained with blood, glinting in the early morning sun as they charged. Matt spun low and brought the blade around into the assassin's knees before standing up behind the now kneeling figure. With a rage filled growl Matt ran his sword straight through the assassin, quickly cleaning his blade and sheathing it as he the assassin fell to the floor.
"Grace!"
He cried in alarm, running two her and wrapping her up in his arms
"I'm sorry you had to see that, please, let's get inside..."
"I-I'm fine...as long as you're alright...We should get you to a healer, you look hurt pretty bad..."
"Don't worry, nothing too serious I-"
Matt's sentence was cut off by a howl of pain, an assassin's dagger exploding through his chest, straight through his heart. Grace fell back and watched in horror as the half dead assassin fell to the ground before bleeding out, his last act finished. Matt slumped to his knees, coughing up blood as he felt graces arms wrap around him. He pulled her close as he rested his head on her lap, a pool of dark red blood forming beneath him.
"Please...no...Matt, hold on, you're going to be fine..."
She said, trying to sooth him as he reached up and caressed her face. A single tear rolled down his cheek as the world faded around him. The wind blew lightly as he whimpered, not in pain but sorrow, he let his paw gently fall to his side as Grace hugged him tightly. He clasped her paw gently as she started to sob; squeezing it tight as he gathered what was left of his strength.
"I'm sorry Grace...I love you..."
The last thing Matt felt was Grace's muzzle locked with his, his mind only on her as he slipped away into the void.