Rekindled
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I was Shattered... Torn... Shredded apart on the inside until I was almost unrecognizable....
I remember just hazily the day we had decided to split... We had talked and decided that our lives had become too busy to have enough time to hold a meaningful relationship. I looked up to the eyes of the one who had claimed my heart and my virginity; the one my soul was bound to forever, and swore to the Gods that I'd see him again.
I fought to keep my composure as I felt his lips on my fur, images blurring through my mind, racing as if they were in some sort of fast action movie; our first kiss, the rush of heat surging through my body as those lips trailed down-I chased it from my mind, not wanting to cry now... No I wouldn't let him see my weakness now - not now.
I fought myself again as I walked away, fists balled at my sides not to look back that when the time comes we would find each other again and it would be the rekindling of an everlasting flame. I had walked home, eyes blurred with tears as soon as he was out of my view, a half run half walk until I got to my door, running past my parents and to my room, my face buried into my pillow.
For days I didn't leave my room, the summer was here and there was no school, I had no job, there was no reason to do anything - I had no more reason...
Months passed I was the same, barely eating... barely sleeping... crying whenever something... anything that reminded me of him flooded my mind.
I was free...
Then I saw him...
My heart caught in my chest, stopped beating for a mere second in awe of its owner, my soul seeming drawn but I couldn't get a word to form on my lips. I knew he wouldn't be able to say a word he must've been stumbling right now... unsure of what to say so many thoughts and feeling flooding him. I saw the struggle behind his eyes, knew he wanted me right there wanted me in his arms and in his life again. I took my move. I brushed my fingers over my spotted arms, my fox like tail curling about my waist, a smile spreading across my maw, dainty little fangs bared in a friendly way.
"Vykk!" I called a bit too excited, I could hardly keep from peeing myself I was so happy... (I didn't let him know that.)
He had grown, that was for sure, his broad shoulders, strong build, everything that made a man, a man; but underneath it I could sense something different... he had grown to be a true man on the inside and outside not as innocent as when I left him but still just as heart-wrenchingly handsome. Even behind those shades I could see those beautiful eyes, see him... see me.... And somewhere in his heart... see us.
In a rush of joy I kinda tackled him... He would say it was just a mere hug but... it was indeed a tackle. I rubbed my furred cheek against his chest, taking in his scent, marking him with mine and as I felt his arms wrap around me I knew that it was true... he was mine... always had been... always will be... as I was his.
I asked him for lunch, hoping we could talk a bit... not wanting to part so soon. I took my paw in his, pulling him to a nearby fast food joint. Must've looked funny to onlookers a four feet eleven inches leopard tugging a six feet plus wolf down the street but I didn't care I was just as happy as ever.
Finding a quiet booth I sat across from him so I could get a good view of his eyes. I slowly nibbled at my "chicken" if that what it was as I started telling him what had happened since he left... I had explained the few meaningless relationships I had and the one that had almost ended my chances at seeing him again as well as my life. I told him about the abusive boyfriend that I had who had in his own stupidity had gotten me pregnant. It was horrid as I remembered and recanted the vicious things his mother said and did. I shuddered and looked up -- There was a dark expression to his eyes I couldn't stand seeing that pain there... Even hardened he was too soft, far too delicate.
I could barely stay in my seat as he told me about those bitches who had used him, my claws digging into my jeans as I tried not to slash what was left of my meal to bloody shreds. I knew better than anyone the tenderness in this man's heart... The pure love he was capable of... He threw himself all the way in when he found someone he cared for...and how I had longed to be that someone these past few years...
I placed my now relaxed paw on his, twining our fingers together, that one movement so intimate as I rolled my violet eyes to meet his face and in his eyes was that look, the one that men sometimes get that says, "Mine..." Something primal, that is embedded deep into our core - the one thing that makes us all animal.
I stood, taking his hand, leading him to my less-than-clean home. The apartment was scantly lit by what little slivers of daylight remained pouring through the windows, my foxlike tail with the leopard markings ending in a black tip wrapped around his left thigh curving over the back of his knee as I locked the door behind us.
As soon as I felt safe I kissed him, it was a wave of passion that had never been seen, my hands moving to his waist of their own accord, reveling in the feel of his muzzle, his fur underneath my paw-pads and against mine where they blended, sending trickles of anticipation down my body. And as he wrapped his arms around me I felt a lock inside me click, opening myself to him, opening my heart more to him.
The kiss deepened as I stumbled forwards, pushing him against the wall, my paw going to his now bulging crotch, rubbing it through his jeans. I drew back a bit, taking off my shirt, jeans, bra, and matching panties lifting my arms up, my tail swirling around me as I showed all four feet eleven inches of feline, my perfectly groomed fur and spots. His eyes trailed over me, a bit shy, a bit confused but I could tell he wanted me just didn't want to do so-quickly.
As he studies me I survey him even still dressed I could tell he had grown my eyes glances down to the sizable bulge in his jeans. I dropped to my knees, undoing his jeans in a rush to get him free. I reached into his boxers, stroking his thick cock, feeling it tense in my paw. He was so close...
I weaved him through the hole, massaging the thick, heavy balls in my paw, the charcoal fur velvety and thin. I pumped that thick puppy, until he thrust into my paw and as he did I wrapped my maw around his cock, suckling him while massaging his balls. Oh, how I knew to please his body, how I knew how much he loved when my rough tongue ran along his cock - he shot his load into my mouth and I savored the taste, squeezing his balls, begging for more before pulling back, letting some splatter onto the ground.
Going back to my sofa I sat upon it, teasing him by showing my sweet cunt, my arms held out, an invitation, I knew without an open one he wouldn't move, he was far too sweet to just take what was rightfully his. I angled him towards my opening and he started about the condoms, of course I wasn't in heat so he shouldn't have been so... nervous. I wanted his seed nonetheless and as he pushed inside me I could tell that he was thicker than ever before, and he tried to reach hilt, my cunt squeezing around him like a glove. I threw my head back in a gasp, oh lord he had grown became the man I knew he would and could be the man I'd spend the rest of my life with. He kept pushing, gently, slowly - I came a gush of fluid coming from me in a squirt, my claws digging into his back his cock finally at hilt inside me. He gave me a second to breathe as he pushed inside in short, quick movements that sent his tip into my cervix his thickness rubbing against my gspot, each movement causing more orgasms to pour from me. I whimpered and whined and moaned and gasped as he kept going with that stamina that rivals the best, I felt privileged to be the subject of his efforts 'cause underneath him I felt whole again in a cycle of neverending bliss.
An hour later, the blankets on my couch where dirtied with the sweat from our bodies and my nectars, I felt his knot swell, giving him permission his little look of worry so cute - but it was too late it had ballooned inside me, binding us together with my claws in his back, fangs at his neck my body riding his, an orgasm better than any before torn through my body as his seed poured into my womb.
After what seemed like forever the pleasure of his hot seed ended, no where left for the puppy juice to go and on the couch we cuddled and kissed, my heart racing inside my chest, the feel of us... too perfect... and as I drifted off I had whispered the three words...
Three words... that were the truth... could be considered magic to some... but those three words... were all the magic needed for us...
I love you...