Right Place, Right Time...
RIGHT PLACE, RIGHT TIME
Skorch is mine
Link and Kiala are Link Collins'
Thursday Evening, 2132 hrs
The running wolf's boots hit the roof he leapt to with a soft clap and continued to run as he rolled out of the 30 foot drop he just made. He looked behind him, the black hair and mane of his flying aside as he looked behind him. The pursuers had probably lost him a while back, and he was more than likely safe. To be safe, he leapt from the rooftops, and quickly dropped down from the small roof, bouncing up from the plastic top of the dumpster he fell onto, and into the alley. The overhead light of the streetlight glowed down on his clothes, the black button-up shirt lightly warm and moist as dew with sweat. Most of the fresh air as he ran kept him from getting soaked in sweat as he ran the few miles from his last target. The armored leather vest had two new impacts on it's back from the chase, since the drug cartel's bodyguards had got in a couple of good shots.
He felt his cargo pocket, finding it empty. "No more explosives. Damn" he cursed to himself, walking out into the streets from the alley. The streets were empty, and he found it a little unusual as he looked at the clock on his phone. But as he looked down the street, a few cars came down the street, barreling their way toward him, the headlights weaving through each other madly.
"Damn. They're still following me." the assassin cursed, looking around for a place to run to, seeing an arena farther down the street. The lights out front said there was a gymnastics exhibition competition going on, and he made the sprint for it. "Not my best choice, but it will have to do."
He entered the arena, finding not much happening, but was able to blend in well with the crowd watching the current girl perform. Deciding to waste time, since the pursuers had more than likely been lost, but may be nearby, he took a seat and watched the girls perform. As he grew more bored, the final competitor came out, and she made the wolf-lynx lean forward as he was enticed by her sheer beauty.
"And our final competitor for the night, please welcome from France, Kiala Hazeley." the announcer said, with the audience giving a light clapping. She's a snow leopard, a very shapely one at that. She has the body of a true gymnast, sleek, smooth, and wonderful to look at. She has the perfect curves from her hips and thighs, to her ample breasts. You can tell just by looking at her arms and shoulders just how well toned she is.
As she began to perform, her slim, with the perfect amount of curves, svelte body danced over the mat in the red, blue, and white leotard. Her flexibility and balance drawing him in even more than her perfect body. Even her long, teal, white and black hair was enticing. Determined, Skorch got out of his seat, and headed for the door marked "Maintenance Personnel Only." He had to meet her for himself.
Kiala finished her routine, and made her way back to the locker room as she was the last competitor, wiping her moist forehead off with a towel handed to her by her coach.
"Great show out there, Kiala. After the show tomorrow night, they'll announce the winner. You've got this in the bag, dear." The coach told her, allowing her to go back to the female changing and locker room.
"Thank you, coach. I'm going to take a shower and go home. " she replied, giving him a polite nod, and her French accent quite strong. Inside the typical locker room, she was passed by a couple of other countries girl gymnasts, and gave them a polite nod as well.
Kiala was very nervous about changing and showering here, feeling like another pair of eyes were on her. As she pulled the zipper open on her back, a nervous voice spoke from behind her.
"Pardon me, Kiala, was it?" the male voice said, very smooth and had an American and slight Italian accent mix.
Shocked in surprise, she spun around, holding up the leotard, "Yes, it is. How'd you get in here?" A twinkling in her eyes shows her natural curiosity, which is never sated. Her smile is sweet, but shy, showing more about her than she wants anyone to know, but there is something about this male that was unlike any other man that she had gotten attention from; for once, she wanted to return it.
Nervously, the wolf approached her and extended his paw, "I'm Skorch. I saw you perform, and you hypnotized me with your beauty. I had to meet you for myself."
With a nervously raised brow, she extended her paw to shake his, "Thank you, but you didn't answer my question."
Skorch took a hold of her delicate paw, and lifted it up, giving her a kiss on the paw. "I snuck in, I absolutely had to meet you. Kiala, you are absolutely beautiful, divinely if I may add."
Blushing underneath her fur, "You're too kind. And you are very determined if you want to sneak in to meet me."
"I pride myself on it." he looked with his icy-gray blue eyes into her green and purple eyes. "Two different eye colors. It is very attractive, and I'm sure I'm not the first male to try this."
She gave him a kind smile, and grabbed her jacket. There was something about this man that was so much better than the countless other men that had tried to ask her out. His hand was still holding on to hers, and she could feel the warmth he radiated to her. He was moist with sweat still, clinging to his fur like dew to grass, and she was no better from the 4 minutes of demonstrating her agile and flexible body for hundreds of people.
Nervously trying to continue from before, "But I'd like to ask you out. I'd really like to see you more."
Her blush under her spotted white cheeks intensified, as she released his paw. "I'd like to, but..." she looked away, putting her jacket on, and grabbing her workout pants. As soon as the word 'but' had exited her mouth, his ears folded back, which she found to be very attractive. "... I've got to get back home, as I need a shower. Badly. And I don't like showering here."
"Please, don't be coy. I locked the door from in here. It's just the two of us. If you need to shower badly, I'll leave." As he leaned forward in a bow, she placed a hand on his shoulder.
"You're very cute, sir. Please, stay for a bit." she asked, sitting down with him on the bench, "You're very cute yourself. What do you do for a living, Skorch?"
Feeling how close she set him to her, he began to relax from his lovestruck nervousness. "I get rid of people that don't deserve to be in society." he said, since telling her he was an assassin may not work well in the long run.
She gave him a smile, "You're obviously not a police officer. No police officer could afford a platinum and sapphire ring." Kiala said, reaching out to tap the ring on the chain around his neck.
As she passed within an inch of it, his hand snapped out, and grabbed her gently by the wrist and looked into her two different colored eyes. "Caught me, I'm an assassin. But please, the ring is very important to me."
She began blushing at how close their faces were, and his own radiating warmth made her feel far more comfortable as his hand moved from grabbing her wrist to interlacing their fingers as they held hands in front of their faces. Slowly moving closer, her other hand came up before his face, running her hand over the fluff of cheek fur on his face, to which he didn't object. Her touch was soft, and gentle.
Kiala couldn't help herself. Skorch was so warm and inviting, and she just found herself so attracted to him. As though she was meant to be with him. He was so warm, the fur on his face so soft, built so wonderfully and reminded Kiala of her best friend, Link. Skorch was so kind to her, and was so handsome, she found herself powerless to his advances.
When their lips were only an inch apart, she spoke quietly, "You're Link's friend Skorch, aren't you?"
"Yes, the king cheetah and I are good friends. We met earlier this week at a street fight competition." he replied, slipping his arm through her soft, very long hair and around her shoulders.
"Link told me all about you. How great of a guy you are." she leaned back into his arms. Kiala looked back into his cool eyes, feeling the butterflies swarming in her stomach, "Tell me, is everything Link told me about you true? You're the assassin with a heart? He said I should meet you for myself, but I had no idea you were so handsome."
"Yes, more than likely it is, beautiful. But I don't know much about you. Link didn't say much about you other than you're his best friend." he replied, pulling her closer and moving an arm down around her front to her hip. She pulled her farther hand back from his shoulder and down his arm, feeling the musculature of his arm, tracing his forearm build.
Kiala was absolutely drawn to Skorch, finding him so strong, warm, and the look in his eyes was something more than the other men that had tried to hit on her. He didn't have a look of lust in his blue eyes, and it wasn't misleading at all from how warm he was getting as she traced the curves of his fur and flesh from the build. His face kept moving in towards hers again, and she began to kiss him again, this time not wanting it to end. It was so warm in his arms, and she felt her heart race in her chest, slipping her tongue forward into his mouth, immediately greeted by it's new friend in his mouth. And as she felt herself becoming lost in the moment, she reached up for the unbuttoned and exposed top of his chest, and began gently petting his soft chest fur.
Skorch's mind was completely dominated by Kiala, focusing on making her kiss more enjoyable. When he felt her hand go to his upper sternum fur, his hand moved from her hip to petting the top of her thighs, ever so gently staying on the outsides, away from her inner thighs' white fur.
This time, after many minutes of making out, their mouths separated, a strand of saliva connecting their mouths, and her mouth open with her eyes half-lidded as she looked into his eyes. When she realized what had crossed her mind now, her hands shot off of him, and in-between her legs out of nervousness and her blush made her entire face begin to glow a light pink. "Umm, I'd love to see you again. Are you doing anything this weekend."
Skorch smiled gently, turning a little red under his thick facial fur. "I'm free, actually. " but as soon as he pulled his other senses back in to focus, "I'll leave you to get that shower in."
She nudged up against him, still timid about the words she was about to say to him. "I am still covered in sweat. But can I get your number...?"
The wolf-lynx opened up his vest, and pulled out a small business card and handed it to her with a gentle smile. "Sure..."
She took the card happily, and gave him a nervous smile before looking down at it. She immediately found his phone number, but when she looked back up, he was gone...
Saturday Afternoon, 1220 hrs
All through the gymnastic competition's final competitors, the award ceremony that she placed 2nd in, her congratulations from her coach and many attending people, the drive back to her home, a medium size mansion. Kiala had one thing on her mind: Skorch. Last night and the night before, she dreamed of him and only him, how warm and inviting his touch was, how his kiss may feel and taste. Kiala wanted to see more of him, but was far too nervous to pick up her phone and call him. What if he was busy? What if he wasn't interested anymore?
While she had evidence that said otherwise, calling Link earlier this morning, who'd spoken with him and according to her king cheetah best friend, Skorch couldn't take another contract because he was distracted by her.
Swallowing her fear, she grabbed her phone from her nightstand in her room and pulled his card from her pocket. Kiala dialed the number on her Evo, and was about to hit call, hovering over it as the coy feelings creeped over her spine, and her heart raced in her chest. Her opposite hand came over the pink shirt she wore and covered her heart while taking a deep breath.
Her thumb came down on the call button on the touch screen, and it connected right away to giving her a dial tone. Kiala's heart wanted to beat out of her chest as it rang.
After four rings he picked up, "Skorch here."
"Um, hi, Skorch. It's Kiala." she nervously answered.
"Kiala! Hey, I was wondering when I'd hear your beautiful voice again."
Unbeknownst to the wolf-lynx, her blush intensified. "Thank you. I'm sorry I didn't call earlier. Are you still up for doing something tonight? I really want to see you again."
Not even sparing a single instant, "Sure! I'd love to. So...I guess this would be a good time to ask you to dinner tonight."
Kiala was a bit lost for words at the moment, as she'd never been on one in a long time. Her mind was usually too occupied with her gymnastics or exercises to actually think about dating. No man that's hit on her has ever really met her standards, and stuck in her mind like this wolf had. He was... different.
"If you're nervous or something I'll understand." Skorch added after the leopard's prolonged pause.
"No, Skorch. I'd love to." Kiala quickly replied.
Skorch sighed with relief, for a moment he thought he might have done something wrong, "Okay then...I'll see what kind of restaurant I can find around here. So...what, 7 o'clock sound good?"
"Yes, Skorch. Seven sounds fine." Kiala said, reassuring him.
"Great! Where can I find you to pick you up?"
Feeling her heart race, "5469 Ru de Galle, the mansion." she said happily.
With an astonished tone to his voice in the earpiece, "Uh, thanks! I'll see you then, gorgeous!"
"Can't wait!" she eagerly replied, "Bye, Skorch!"
"Until I see you again, Kiala!" he replied, both of them hanging up at the same time.
Kiala was a bit panicked, she didn't know anything about this sort of thing...the closest she'd ever been to a date was hearing what Link had to say after one of his own. The rabbit/leopard walked into the room of their medium size mansion home that Link had been using to train in. Kiala looked about the small gym, searching high and low for the king cheetah, until she walked outside and found the cheetah on the patio. He only wore a pair of workout shorts, and running shoes. As Kiala noticed Link was looking out toward hot sun she couldn't help but ask.
"Something on your mind, Link?"
Link stretched in a very feline manner before turning around to face Kiala, "A bit. I've been wanting to ask out a certain absolutely gorgeous blue vixen that keeps coming into my shop."
Kiala's mind was torn back away from the idea of her best friend's crush, "That's just it... I need your help. Skorch... he asked me on a date."
Link nearly chocked on his own shock, "HE WHAT!?"
Kiala sat down in a nearby lounge chair, "We have a date at 7 o'clock, and I have no idea what I'm supposed to do."
Link took a drink of his water, "Well first off...what did you tell him?"
"What do you think I told him? I accepted."
Link sighed in relief, "Good... He's a great guy, despite the assassin job. You made a great choice saying yes to him." The cheetah said, leaning back on the railing, "Come on. Tell me everything that happened and I'll see what I can do to help."
Kiala was always happy to have Link for a best friend, he may have had several odd qualities about him and some strange sexual habits, but found that Link was incredibly caring, and never did anything more than give her a good licking when she desperately needed it. Link couldn't believe that Skorch had actually asked Kiala out, he knew it was coming and that he expected that she would say yes. But, now however, the king cheetah was spending his time going about letting Kiala know what she should and shouldn't do on a date. Kiala found it odd that the main thing he kept repeating was to "be herself" and every opportunity he could get.
"Why do you keep saying that?" She finally asked.
Link chuckled a bit, "You'd be surprised at how many girls act differently on their first date than they normally do. Skorch really likes you, not someone you could pretend to be. So if you don't be yourself he'll think you're uncomfortable around him or something." Link smiled, "I'd never give you bad advice on this Kiala, I want this to happen just as much as the two of you do."
"Well with everything else in order..." Kiala said as the two sat in the gym on different equipment next to one another, "What am I going to wear?"
Link smiled, showing his teeth, "I know Skorch... he's gonna take you some place nice." The vixen said, standing up, "Come on. I know you've got an outfit that would look perfect on you for this somewhere."
"You really think so?" Kiala asked following Link toward the door.
"Of course..." the cheetah replied, leading the snow leopard out the door.
Most of the day for Kiala and Link were in her home. He was right, Kiala had loved the dress Link had chosen... she was also certain that it would get the expected reaction from Skorch. Unfortunately, this left her with not much time to spare as it was only 6 o'clock and there was still no sign of Skorch.
As Kiala and Link waited for the wolf to arrive, Skorch went about with his plans for the evening, cleaning up a Fire Black McLaren MP4-12C from the assassin clan's garage. He'd found a more than lovely restaurant near the beach, it was acclaimed for it's service, and was nearly rated 5 stars. Of course he also washed and cleaned his clothes, leaving his armored vest and knives/gunbelt inside the space behind the seat. He checked his watch as he steadily drove toward the address that she gave him. Skorch prayed he and Kiala would be spending the next while together, but as he approached the mansion he found that his stomach was full of uneasiness, suffice it to say he was nervous. The wolf-lynx had thought about this day for a while, since Link had recommended that the wolf talk to her. The beautiful hybrid of a rex rabbit and snow leopard was the focal point of his fantasies and dreams of everything he wanted in a love. As he pulled his exotic car into the long driveway of her mansion, he took a moment to think to himself, before stepping out of the car and walking to the door.
Kiala and Link had seen Skorch pull into the drive in a rather nice looking exotic car, one that Link knew was his favorite of Skorch's clan; they, however, were already prepared for everything, and were waiting for Skorch to knock and get Kiala... Link had made it painfully clear that he wanted a photo of Skorch's reaction to the gown that he'd picked out for Kiala. Her heart nearly leaped into her throat when she heard the knock.
Link made certain that Kiala was the one to answer it. Skorch stood behind the door, waiting for his date; he was dressed in a silky black crimson button down shirt and a pair of matching light black jeans...it wasn't totally formal, but it was still better than his normal assassin attire, he also wore a small gold Italian chain around his neck below the shirt. As he stood there Skorch only hoped he wouldn't say anything stupid, the wolf knew that whatever it was she wore she'd look amazing, but this time she would actually be trying to look special and wasn't at a competition. It only slid open a small bit, but Skorch could instantly see the sheepish expression on the snow leopard's face who bit the corner of her lip as she opened the door the rest of the way, his face instantly froze. Kiala stood there wearing a dark blue silk dress, her chest was centered by a large silver ring from which two straps held the gown to her body from over her shoulders, from the ring a sash of cloth ran diagonally over each of her breasts and looped around her back where it met with and wrapped into the sash around her waist, leaving her white taut stomach, sided and around the back with her leopard spots exposed. The gown reached to her ankles, with a long slit down the right side, she wore a silver ring on each of her wrists and a gem necklace around her collar, and her silver cording heels were a perfect match to the blue gown's already dazzling effect on her. The feline lightly chuckled at Skorch's open mouthed reaction to what he'd seen, but she was a bit worried that he hadn't blinked since she'd opened the door. Link made his way over and looked into the wolf's eyes before snapping his fingers in front of Skorch's face.
"Yoo-hoo...anybody home?" He asked, "Wow, Kiala. I think you broke my buddy."
Skorch was pulled back to the real world by the flash from a camera, "What the fuck just happened?"
"You saw the dress and spaced out." Link laughed.
Skorch smiled a bit, "It wasn't the dress." He said looking to Kiala, who's face was painted a bright shade of pink again.
Link felt like such an intruder in the whole thing as Skorch and Kiala headed out following behind them until Skorch opened the door out and up for Kiala allowing her to sit down before closing the door down and moving to the driver's side...
"You two have fun..." Link said as Skorch looked over to him, "And try not to screw this up." Link added quietly.
After the two drove off, the powerful engine growling out and were out of sight, Link walked back into her mansion to continue working out and get his courage up to ask out the blue vixen in his shop.
Skorch was having a hard time keeping his eyes off of the light gray and white furred feline with her white, black, and teal streaked hair down to the backs of her knees, sitting in the seat next to him, he now noticed that her knee-length hair, was fixed into a long tail which hung over her shoulder, her bangs hanging beautifully over her brow, and her right eye covered by strands of the three colors. At the moment her nervousness could be seen as she lightly kept tugging on strands of it. Link had told her what to do and not to do, but, for the most part she wasn't sure how she'd really act in the given situation with a man that she knew was not only a professional killer, but a very handsome wolf. She only hoped that she wouldn't screw anything up, but she had no clue that the exact same thoughts were going through Skorch's mind at the time. The snowy furred leopard sighed a bit as she watched the scenery move by while their vehicle sped down the streets.
"Something wrong?" Skorch asked, shifting gears by the paddle shifter, 7-speed manual transmission and flawlessly shifting gears, "You've been really quiet."
The gray and white furred beauty half chuckled, "I--I think I'm just still a little nervous." She said causing Skorch to let out a sigh of relief.
"You think you're nervous?" Skorch replied reaching for her paw and placing it on his forehead.
His fur was misty and the skin beneath was relatively damp from sweat, "Mmm, I feel we're even."
"Yeah...sorry..." He faked a short laugh, tenderly petting and releasing her paw.
Kiala chuckled a bit, "Do you always get like this?"
"Only when I'm around you, do I find myself like this..." Skorch replied as they pulled around a corner, downshifting from 3rd to 2nd gear, "I always find myself thinking about what I should say and keep myself from saying anything stupid. Fighting and killing is easy... dating and relationships, now that's hard."
Kiala thought to herself for a moment, "You don't need to impress me Skorch...as long as you're yourself I'll have fun, I'm sure we both will." She said placing her paw on top of his, and interlocking their fingers. He took her hand with him when he had to hit a button on the center console's GPS.
With another sigh of undoubted relief Skorch brought the vehicle to a stop, "Thanks, Kiala. I"ll try to remember that. This is my first date... in a couple years."
"Well this is my first date ever... how do you think I feel right now?"
Skorch slowly stepped out of the car and moved around to open Kiala's door helping her to her feet, "I guess you're just as nervous as I am right now." He replied, "Hopefully that'll pass as soon as we have something to eat. This place is pretty good."
Kiala was amazed at the look of the place; it was so far one of the most elegant buildings she'd seen on the French coast so far, it was much larger than any of the restaurants, and the entire bottom floor's walls seemed to be all glass allowing the magnificent view of the bay to be seen by the many animals seated inside. The place must have been incredibly popular as they were forced to park some distance from the building. As they began to approach the place, Kiala moved up against Skorch's side taking his paw in hers, hoping to settle both of their nerves, and to her surprise it seemed to work, as she could feel his sweaty palm was much dryer than it previously was. As they made their way toward the building Kiala's heel caught a crack in the pavement causing her to fall forward, Skorch made an attempt to catch her, but in what seemed like an instant, the feline sprung off of one paw flinging herself forward and upright back onto her feet in a gymnastic cartwheel flip. Skorch stood there, not quite as dumbstruck as he was oddly aroused. Kiala turned to notice the stunned look on Skorch's face.
"What?" She laughed.
"That...." He said in a low voice, "...was impressive." raising a brow in amazement.
Kiala smiled in reply, "Well, I'm a gymnast, Skorch. What'd you expect?"
Skorch followed after the athletic vixen, "Well... I'd love to train you in defensive martial arts. Your reaction time was about point-one-five seconds. That's a tenth faster than a normal animal, and right tick faster than mine of point-one-seven."
"Well...maybe you should some day." Kiala smiled over her shoulder, giving him a pleasant smile.
Skorch laughed out loud at the thought of the gentle snow leopard learning Akido. "You know what, I think we may just have to do that some time." Skorch replied, walking back up to her and taking her hand again, "It'd give us good bonding time."
As they approached the building the two stopped, "Wow. This place looks amazing."
"Yeah...it looks a lot bigger from up here." Skorch agreed.
As the two finally approached the door Skorch held it open allowing Kiala to walk inside smiling at him on her way past. Kiala was stunned by the look of the place, as was Skorch; there was a large number of animals all seated in varying sized groups. The place carried a calm atmosphere, the light rumble of the crowds conversations. There was a small area that the two could hardly see from their place near where a small wooden podium sat with a small guest log. Skorch and Kiala waited patiently for a few moments before they were met by a short, dark furred lynx...of course he was well dressed in a black tailored suit and a white undershirt...
"Good evening..." He said merrily while seating himself behind the small podium, "...and welcome. How can I help you tonight sir?"
"There should be a reservation for two under Blazer..."
The lynx went over his list for a moment, "You say you have reservations?" He asked, "Your name is not on the list."
Skorch looked to Kiala then back to the door man with a sigh...
The lynx grew incredibly nervous, knowing exactly who he was due to a past contract, but staying to protocol. "There must be a simple error in the log...please wait here and I will fetch the on-duty manager."
Skorch sighed again after the feline was out of sight, Kiala could hear the frustration welling up in his voice, which only escalated as the doorman returned with a fox in step behind him. The fox's arm was still bound in a cast and he seemed to have trouble walking a bit. The snow leopard's attention was drawn by the sound of Skorch's knuckles cracking as his fists clenched shut in anger...
"Kiala just...stay right here for a second okay? I know this guy." He said walking off.
"Skorch..."
"Don't worry about it..." The wolf called back, giving her a smile and a wink.
Kiala watched on as Skorch approached the two animals, the fox seemed to jerk away from Skorch as soon as the pyro wolf was within arms length. Their conversation seemed to carry on for a few moments before Skorch began to speak and suddenly the fox's once cocky expression went incredibly sour. Within a few more moments Skorch returned with the lynx doorman, Kiala looked a bit confused but for the most part the two acted like none of it had ever happened...
"Sorted it out, beautiful." Skorch said as he took Kiala's paw leading her to follow the feline host, "It was just a misunderstanding."
As the lynx led the two across the room he looked over his shoulder, "I must apologize for Messer Disari's actions, he is the owner's son...and at the moment the true Messer Disari is out on business."
The lynx led the two to a small table for two positioned next to the glass wall of the building overlooking the bay, as the host seated the two Kiala seemed mesmerized by the view of the beach outside as the Sol would soon be setting. As Skorch took his seat, the well dressed feline set a large red menu in front of them both...
"I am Charles. Is there a reason for his rejection of such a guest?" The lynx thought for a moment, "I do not mean to intrude."
"Don't worry about it...He decided to insult his father's business client. The client came to me." Skorch answered.
The feline host looked to Kiala who was still looking out at the ocean then back to Skorch, "So I take it his run in with you is the reason for his current...handicap." The cat looked around for a moment and moved in a bit closer, "To be honest he's always been a bit full of himself. Deserved it, I say." In an instant the cat was back to his full upright posture and him mannerisms were normal once again. "Well then, I will return in a few moments to take your orders, would you like anything to drink?"
"Sparkling water is fine."
Kiala smiled, "Same for me, please."
The feline answered with a light bow, "I will return for your orders with your drinks."
As soon as the lynx was gone Skorch's attention turned to the radiant feline seated across from him, who was still seemingly entranced by the sights of the horizon which was now turning a dark red from the suns setting in the distance. While she sat there watching the horizon set ablaze, Skorch could only watch her as the rays of the sunsets highlighted her already beautiful form in an almost ambient violet-red light. At first he found himself unable to look away from her, until she turned to face him, Kiala was confused as Skorch now had his face buried in his menu even the top of his forehead was bright red with blush. She couldn't see what it was that was causing it but, she had found his embarrassment to be incredibly cute. She tried her hardest to get a clear look at him from around the menu, but it always seemed to be in the way. Eventually she gave up and began to look through her own menu, a lot of the foods she was familiar with, though she was glad there were pictures with most of the dish names. After a short while Skorch lay down his menu only to find Kiala smiling at him...
"What?" He asked.
For a moment she didn't reply, "You're still blushing."
The snow leopard began to laugh covering her muzzle, as Skorch tried various methods to make himself stop blushing. As she continued to be entertained by Skorch's bashful behavior, she could feel tears trickle down her cheeks from her laughter, which she was still trying her hardest to hide from everyone. As she wiped away her tears Kiala noticed Charles standing nearby smiling a bit at the sound of Kiala's happiness...
"You have a very infectious laugh, miss." He said setting a large pitcher of water and two glasses on the table, "Have the two of you made up your minds yet."
Kiala held up her menu and pointed to a dish she'd found looked good, "I'll have one of these."
"The ribeye steak special. Excellent choice miss...and Messer Blazer?"
Skorch was thought for a moment, "Oh...sorry--um--filet mignon sounds great."
The lynx thought for a moment, "Will that be all?"
"That's all for me." Skorch replied.
"Me too." Kiala added cheerfully.
"Alright...I apologize if the meal takes time before it is brought out...we are currently running at a maximum capacity."
Skorch smiled, this lynx must have had a love for his work, "That's fine...I'm sure we can find some way of entertaining ourselves until the food gets here."
The feline made not other comments as he made his way back toward the kitchen...unfortunately this made nothing any easier for the two canines sitting at their table. Skorch had thought telling Kiala how he felt would make things easier, but unfortunately being with her was no easier, he still had trouble doing anything, even saying anything to her. The snow leopard could sense that her companion for the night was still having some troubles talking with her, but she hoped she could calm his nerves with small talk.
"Well," She started, "How do why do your job?"
Skorch took a sip from his glass of water, "Not sure you want to know the gory details, but... Link has told you a bit of why I work. I don't kill those who are innocent. I get rid of people who have lost their right to stay in society. People trafficking, drug cartels, bigots, corrupt politicians. You know their like. My clan will not break our creed." He sighed looking a bit depressed.
"I know, Skorch." Kiala smiled, "I understand." she added shyly.
"Especially my creed." Skorch replied, "It is a creed of honor, loyalty, and respect. While I may be an assassin, I think we'll be fine in the end."
Kiala now felt a bit bad for even starting this conversation, but as Skorch realized this he thought for a moment. "Such a sour conversation. Forget about that though... ." The leopard sighed, changing her expression to a happy one.
"You're right. Tell me, why did you become a gymnast?" he replied, obliging with her.
"I've been really flexible ever since I was a little girl. Most other girls treated me like the rich one because of my family's mansion. When I started becoming able to do very amazing flexible and nimble things, my parents let me become a gymnast, where I could keep impressing and improving. When I graduated school, I was offered a full-time job as a gymnast, so naturally, I get recognized. With it, though comes a lot of fame and... unwanted eyes staring me down by men that just wanted one thing. That's why I really like you, Skorch. You don't seem to want only that. Your eyes are a great gateway into your heart, but I like what I found. You're so warm, inviting, you don't look at me like a nice cut of meat, you look at me like a person. You can't care about money, but you can care about me." Kiala eyes wandered for a moment until she saw a room that actually looked fun. Animals of all kinds were in a large room where they were all dancing. Kiala quickly stood up taking Skorch by the paw and hoisting him out of his chair, "Come on. This is supposed to be a fun date, right? Our little romantic evening?"
Skorch stumbled a bit as Kiala started to drag him off into another room where many animals were dancing closely, "Kiala, I can dance, but forgive me if I'm rusty." he smiled.
Kiala laughed a bit as they stopped in the middle of the dance floor, "You can't forget...there's nothing wrong with it." Kiala didn't seem to take "no" for an answer however, as she pulled Skorch over in front of her. She quickly took one of his paws placing on her waist while she placed hers on his shoulder. The curved position, her soft fur causing Skorch's cheeks to set ablaze as Kiala's dress did almost nothing in covering her mid-section, her silky fur against his bare palm paw pads sent chills down his spine. Kiala took his other paw in hers and slowly began to move about the floor leading Skorch in a small dance, but unsure of his footing Skorch looked to his feet only only to have Kiala pull his gaze back up into her sparkling blue eyes. She smiled for a moment before continuing to lead Skorch in the awkward dance until the movements became familiar to him.
"Where did you learn to dance like this?" Skorch suddenly asked.
Kiala chuckled a bit, "Impressed? I don't remember, but it mostly comes natural."
Skorch laughed lightly to himself before smiling at the white vixen, "You are amazing, you know that?"
The leopard smiled brightly and slowly moved closer to Skorch until the two found themselves locked in a soft kiss...in that instant everything they'd been talking about had been completely removed from his mind. Anything beyond now could have cone horribly wrong and it wouldn't have mattered, his night was already complete. As soon as they broke their embrace Kiala lay her head against Skorch's chest, wrapping her arms around his thick chest while their feet kept moving in accordance to their dance. Skorch followed in step wrapping his own arms around Kiala, taking in her scent as he held her as close as he possibly could.
"Skorch..." She whispered softly.
"Yeah..."
"I'm glad we did this." Kiala replied, "I really needed a break from all the work."
Skorch began to lightly stroke her long, triple tone hair. He had no idea how much time was passing, nor did he really care, he was in the only place he cared to be in at the time. As time passed he found that his eyes had fallen shut and all sense of time had been lost, soon enough the two made their way back to their table. Their meals had been served and surprisingly their food was still hot. Though it was a lot easier on Skorch's nerves now that he'd managed to relax a bit, he still had a hard time looking away from the snow leopard across from him. She seemed to take rather delicate sized bites of her food...she didn't seem to notice that Skorch paid no attention to his own dinner, rather his only point of interest...was her. For the longest time he simply sat there taking small, random bites of his food...studying the face of the gray and white furred angel in front of him. As he studied her face she finally raised her eyes toward him and noticed his intense study of her. She swallowed the bite of food she'd been chewing and smiled a small bit...
"What? Is there something on my face?" She giggled.
Skorch lightly shook his head, "No...just pure gorgeous beauty."
Kiala's face instantly burned with embarrassment as she bit her lip and looked toward her table...she had no reply for such talk, she could only sit there and blush madly while trying to think of something to say. Instead she simply smiled brightly at him before going back to her food. After the two had finished eating Skorch looked across to Kiala who yawned heavily while stretching her back.
"Tired?" Skorch asked, admiring her thrust out chest.
Kiala smiled a bit, "A little...I'm usually sleeping by now."
Skorch sighed a bit, "Yeah... Let me take you home."
On their way out the door Skorch left the pay for their meal with Charles. They then slowly made their way to their vehicle. As they did so Kiala yawned again before bursting into laughter as Skorch plucked her up off the ground, carrying her bridal style toward their car. The motion had at first taken her by surprise, but she soon reached her arms around Skorch's neck resting her head on his shoulder. It wasn't a particularly long walk to the McLaren, but before he managed to get there, the gray and white feline's breathing had developed into a very quiet snore that he could only just hear. He smiled a bit as he set her into her seat on the passenger side of their ride, before moving to the driver's side, yawning a bit himself before finally starting the vehicle and making his way back to her mansion.
The fire black exotic rolled down the driveway, and parked in front of the door nicely. Link was probably gone, since his bike wasn't outside the door now, and the wolf decided to be very gentlewolf-like. Skorch exited the car, but didn't want to disturb the absolute goddess sitting in the seat next to him, so he gently picked her up, bridal style again. She stirred a bit, but assumed her previous position with her arm around his neck and nuzzling up on his chest. Feeling happy, he walked up to the front door, and with a small flick of his wrist, emerging from his watch came a multitude of tiny allen wrench looking device. He slid the automatic lock picker into the keyhole, feeling it work it's purpose and feeling the door click open and the device slip back into the watch on his right wrist.
His smile opened up as he took a good inhale of her hair, locking onto her particular scent and followed it to the largest concentration of it other than the mostly asleep leopard in his arms. Using his canine sense of smell, he followed the trail, finding her bedroom at the top of the stairs, using his tail to open the door and taking her inside sideways to avoid accidents. The wolf lay his rabbit-leopard date on her bed, and relieved her of her shoes and purse, setting her shoes on the ground next to her nightstand and setting her purse on it. He grabbed a blanket off the foot of the bed, and tucked her in, giving her a kiss to the forehead.
As he turned around to leave, she had come around. "Thank you for an amazing night, Skorch." she said, rolling over to look at him.
He stopped in his tracks, and walked back to her, taking a knee before her. "The pleasure is mine, Kiala. Thank you for renewing my faith that there is hope for a man like me."
She leaned forward, extending a hand to his chin to use her finger to guide him forward to kissing her on the lips. Skorch reached over her, and held her in it gently, focusing on the kiss mostly. For a few minutes, the kind kiss continued, breaking to touch their foreheads together. "I'm amazed you didn't try to undress me and tuck me in. You know, Skorch, most of the men I've seen would have taken advantage of me like this."
The wolf-lynx smiled, not of lust, nor of dark intent. Just kindness that warmed her heart. "I'm not most men, my lovely. As I'm sure you'll find out soon."
"Does a second date sound nice?"
He continued the smile, and kissed her again, slow lip contact, but short contact. "Yes. Whenever you'd like to, just call me. I'm always free for you." the wolf smiled warmly, giving her a loving nuzzle before kissing her again and turning to depart.
She gave him a quiet goodbye as she fell asleep, and as he closed the door, the last words she heard from him stayed in her mind as she slept.
"Until we see each other again, love."
_ ~Four Weeks and Twelve dates later~ _
The two finished up dinner, not much chatting happening between them. Most of the talking was done with their eyes as each one roamed over the other, memorizing the bends in their necks, the corners of ears, the sparkle in their pupils. It was bound to be an interesting night for the both of them.
The walk home was awkwardly pleasant. Rather than just holding hands, Skorch had his paw wrapped around the leopard's waist. Her own arm was against the small of his back. The proximity of his fur to hers was something that she had come to enjoy with him. There was not to much in the realm of talking, but there was still conversation happening. Kiala would guide his hand up and down her abdomen, secretly showing him the way to sensitive spots around her body. Skorch would lightly nuzzle her shoulder as they walked or squeezed her closer as another man walked by.
While her body language was submissive and loving, her mind was turning over what would be her first time having sex. Her mind was flooded with what exactly she should do with a man who seemed to have some prior intimate relations. Would he accidentally hurt her or would she not feel anything at all?
Kiala separated from him for a moment as she opened the gate leading up to her home. Skorch panicked suddenly, wondering if he should have said they could go to her house. What kind of man was he if he couldn't even invite her to her own home? His paw pads became sweaty as he thought of the disaster that was being created due to his lack of forethought.
"Come on in," the leopard said with a big smile, "again."
Her light laugh put the black and gray wolf back at ease, his mind calming and the thoughts going away. As the door lock clicked, Skorch quickly evaded past her, deciding to be more gentlemanly by opening the door for her.
"After you," he said with his best sly smile.
"Why thank you," Kiala replied with a mock curtsy of her pink shirt.
She stepped through the doorway and waited for Skorch to shut the door. Then, she quickly turned to him, pinning him against he door and kissing him, her paw flipping the deadbolt on the door. His eyes widened at the action, but the astonishment soon subsided. His arms moved up and stroked hers, surprised at the well toned limbs that were under the thin shirt sleeves. The kiss seemed to last forever, but the wolf did not really mind. Her lips were softer than earlier, and he softly ran his tongue over them.
The snow leopard let out a soft purr at the new sensation. Her arms moved to encircle his waist, pushing their way between his body and door. Skorch moaned against her lips as paws massaged the small of his back, just above his tail. His digits slipped under the hem of her shirt, enjoying the feeling of soft fur beneath his pads. It was a bit longer than his own fur, but so much fluffier than his own.
They broke the kiss and looked at one another. Loving lust filled their eyes like an unsatisfiable hunger. The two stood there for a moment, drinking in each other's warmth. Their breath was ragged from the intense kiss, but even while they regained it, they never left one another, arms still entangled.
Kiala was the first to move again, her paws inching up under his button up black shirt. She pushed the covering mid-way up his torso. Skorch shivered as his fur was ruffled in her fingers, which made the leopard giggle lightly. He smiled, happy that she felt so at ease despite the big change she was going through now. He shifted his paws to tease the skin under her fur at her waistband, an action that earned him a light lick on the muzzle.
However, when she raised his shirt even higher, he stopped and allowed her to take it off and throw it to the side near the kitchen entrance. With his chest bare her paws roamed. Skorch moaned lightly and leaned back against the door, waiting for her to be done with her exploration before continuing his own. Her paws rested on his hips and her lips once again on his. He took the initiative and traveled under her shirt. His digits found her bra clasp and began to work at it. How women took these things on and off so easily still baffled him, but soon enough he was rewarded with one of the metal clips coming loose.
Her tongue eased into his mouth as he finished the last two clips in one motion. He could feel her body relax as the pressure was removed, and her breasts push against his own chest more. His sheath twitched to life at the feeling, telling him that this was completely right and exactly what he needed. No more just him and the internet to get some release.
His paws swept to her sides, pushing the constraining clothing out of the way even farther. The straps fell down her shoulders, making ridges under her sleeves. His forearms pushed the hem up farther as he explored more of her top, digits latching onto the under wire of the bra and pushing it slowly up over her breasts. The leopard gasped against him as he slid over her cyan-teal skinned nipples, one time for the bra, another with his digits, and the third with her shirt.
His paws rested atop her breasts until she decided to finally move her arms for him to remove the piece of cloth. She separated from him just enough to let the shirt slip over her head before he dropped it behind her. He watched her face, particularly her green and purple eyes which were very soft right now. He reached up and stroked her muzzle from the tip on back and moved his paw into her white, black and sky blue hair strands.
"Should we move from the hallway?" the leopard asked him in a whisper.
"Might not be a bad idea."
Kiala smiled and turned away from him. She took his paw in hers and led up to the spiral stairs. Skorch studied her back, memorizing the subtle changes from her shoulder blades to the small of her back. The woman was so intricate that he was sure he could find something new each time he looked at her, each time he spoke with her, each time he embraced her.
The wolf followed his soon-to-be lover's lead. Kiala straightened back out as she reached the top. The leopard released his paw and turned around to face him. Skorch looked up at her, having a perfect view of her supple breasts, taut stomach, and gentle face. The fur on her front was gray outside of her curves, with her mouth from the nose to her thighs mostly white, her entire form covered in her beautiful leopard spots. The wolf continued up the stairs with his paws reached out. The tips of his digits brushed against her fur before stroking the skin underneath.
"Kiala," he said as he stood back up straight, his nose touching hers.
His heart was beating extremely fast as he touched her. His breath began to grow shallow as he went up the last step and found his chest touched by her breasts. Paws instinctively moved from abdomen to hips. Not long after, his digits were exploring right under her waist band, nails teasing her skin. Kiala murred as he worked her pants down farther.
"Whu-," the leopard began as she felt her panties being removed as Skorch went to his knees.
As her cyan-teal, fleshy, wet sex was revealed, his tongue teased her soft skin. He slipped his tongue between her lips and stroked her clit as his paws continued to push her pants farther down. He could feel her legs shake beneath his paws as he moved closer and closer to her slit. His ears twitched as he heard a soft thump. Skorch's eyes looked up and saw her paw on the wall as if she was trying to keep herself steady with her eyes half-lidded in absolute pleasure. He retracted his muzzle from her sex and looked up at her.
"Sorry, was that too distracting?" he asked, licking himself.
"Well, it stopped us from getting to the bedroom," she said with a chuckle, "You can continue in there.
"Very true," he said with a smile as he moved to his feet.
Before he knew what happened, her tail brushed across his muzzle as she turned to go to the room. Now she was playing hard to get, it would seem, he thought to himself. He scrambled after her, afraid that the door would be closed on this opportunity.
Instead, though, what he got was even better. There she was, laying on the bed, fully nude and on her side. Skorch's eyes drifted over the leopard's body, admiring each change of fur pattern and well defined curve. She patted the space next to her smiled.
"Take off your pants and join me," she said.
The wolf nodded and stripped down. He grabbed his wallet out of the back pocket and placed it on the nightstand next to the bed before climbing next to the leopard. She stuck out a digit and swirled it around his chest. Skorch blinked before finally understanding, and remembering what Link had said aboutKiala had not quite gotten enough of the oral sex yet.
He quickly shifted so his muzzle was at her crotch and his still emerging canine cock was near hers. The leopard wasted no time, fully surrounding what was emerged of him with her muzzle. Her tongue lapped at him gently. The wolf quickly hardened in her mouth and he couldn't believe that she had never been with a man before.
Her one leg was propped up which allowed him better access to her. He bent his neck forward and once again began to lick her. His tongue swirled around her button and she moaned around his cock. He switched each stroke from one side of her lips tot he other.
Her mouth slid over his minorly inflated knot just as it came out of his sheath and in return, the wolf jumped, his tongued entering her core. Kiala never missed a beat, though, instead quickening her pace up and down his manhood. His tip would hit the back of her throat and he would murr against her entrance.
This continued for quite a few moments, neither of them satisfied with just these actions, but both enjoying it none the less. Skorch's paw stroked her inner thighs and she teased at his ball sack. Her walls clenched around his tongue and he withdrew from her snatch. She stopped her bobbing up and down, but did not removed her mouth. Instead, the leopard's eyes just moved to look at him as he propped himself up on his elbow.
"Ready?" he asked, fingers still fondling her area.
"Yes," she said as she removed her mouth from him, vagina clenching once again.
He moved around to between her legs, Skorch sighed sending his warm breath shooting at Kiala's waist. Much to Skorch's surprise and arousal Kiala let out a small gasp. The gasp sounded surprised and pleasured and so Skorch decided to try it again. Skorch bent his head in and breathed on Kiala's lower pink lips, ruffling the patch of small crinkly white hairs above. Once more the vixen gasped as she was hit with the tickling delight.
"I hope you're ready, my love." Skorch thought to himself as he stuck out his tongue and inched closer to her.
"Lick me down, Skorch. Don't hold back!" Kiala said before she shouted with shock and ecstasy. Something soft, warm and wet was creeping up from the bottom of her womanhood all the way up to the mound at the top. Kiala panted heavily as she recovered from that explosion of pleasure. "Oh my God. Kor, what was that?"
"Gods, I love the way you taste!" Skorch chuckled before he swiped her again. Kiala once again unprepared and screamed. "Do you like, my lady?"
"Skorch!" Kiala gasped. "I love it! Don't stop! Don't stop!"
Skorch wetted his lips. "As you wish." He said and licked her again and again and again.
He ran his tongue up and down as he inched higher and higher up to the mound that was most sensitive. When Skorch reached that, he rolled and played with it with his tongue. As he did Kiala's upper body thrashed around, her claws dug into the wall and she gasped, moaned and cried out Skorch's name. She wanted that tongue to go on licking her forever and she began to feel a warm wetness that wasn't Skorch's but her own warm wetness.
"You're delicious, Kiala." Skorch murmured as he pulled up from her mound. "So tasty." He said before moving back to Kiala's mound. As he licked and tasted her and he spread her legs a little wider. Once done he lifted his left little finger and gently prodded the vixen. This seemed to pleasure her so he moved a little deeper and when she began to shriek his name, his finger began to pump in and out slowly at first but within a few minutes his finger was racing to enter and exit her moist depths.
Kiala's mind was in a frenzy brought on by all the sensations Skorch was giving her. All of them felt mind numbingly good and she could not get enough. All past doubts and fears of sex, Skorch, and his member were mislaid. If Skorch could make her feel, scream and thrash like this with just finger and that tongue then there was no telling what else he could do with the rest of himself.
Skorch clawed the sheets with his free hand as Kiala let out another blood curling scream. He was stiff as steel and he wanted nothing more than to delve into Kiala with another appendage, one he was beginning to feel pain from. But he knew his place, he had to pleasure her first even if the noises she made were making him go insane. He felt a throbbing pain in-between his legs but ignored it and pulled his little finger out so his hand and his tongue could switch roles. This also got a rise out of Kiala.
"AH, SKORCH! THIS IS SO INCREDIBLE!" Kiala yelled. She had lost all control of her volume. She meant to say it rather than yell, but the energy and excitement was too great. "Your tongue; OH, YOUR TONGUE!"
Skorch smiled to himself and licked, rubbed and ate the vixen all the more. Little did he know Kiala was near her pinnacle of pleasure. The intensity of her elation increased with every rub, every stroke of the tongue, and every breath from his warm, wet mouth. Kiala had no idea what was happening, at first she felt she was going to die and was scared, but the satisfaction soon overpowered her fear and she didn't care, live or die, just as long as this feeling would never end.
Skorch removed his hand and started from the bottom of Kiala's lips with his tongue one more time. As he jammed his tongue as deep as it would go into her depths and started sweeping over her insides, the pressure burst. Kiala's legs involuntarily clamped down on the lupine's neck, and her hands grabbed his black mane, restricting him from exiting as warm wet splashes of her ejaculate doused his face. The splashes of her juices being forced into his mouth and nose, to which he had no objection. Kiala's scream was so loud it was probably heard on the streets outside her mansion.
Skorch honestly didn't know how long he was trapped between her legs as Kiala wailed with delight at the top of her lungs. He did know that had she held on just a few more seconds he would have passed out from lack of oxygen.
When it was over, and Kiala's climax waned, she released Skorch and she fell limp. Skorch licked his wet muzzle clean and face on his arm and stared at the seemingly unconscious vixen, "Sweet as honey." Her muzzle was hanging wide open, her tongue was as limp as her body, the sheets where her claws were was torn up, her hair was everywhere, her rear and inner thighs was soaking wet with her nectar and his saliva, and in the moonlight her snow white fur was glowing brightly.
Recovering quickly, she got up to a seated position, and motioned to him to sit up on the backboard of her bed, which he immediately assumed the position of, "I want you to come inside me tonight..." she said, sitting on her knees before him, sitting splayed out next to her.
Kiala loved the look of him. While she had clearly enjoyed his efforts, whether she wanted to admit it or not. Fur bristled upon his arms, chest, and legs, and his every breath was a trembling gasp that made his gray-white chest quickly rise and fall. She relished the measure of control she had over him, how easily she could manipulate his pleasures, and she couldn't resist flaunting her influence. "Mmm," she purred, "If you want something from me... then you should say 'please'..."
Skorch smiled. "Don't tease me, Kiala," he growled. "Not tonight... please..." He gave a start, and only smiled more when he realized she had gotten him to say it. She made no attempt to hide her amusement, giggling openly, and rubbing both her paws into his washboard abs.
"Good doggie," she purred. She carefully straddled herself across Skorch's thighs. Her shapely figure molded well against his own body, the length of her tail brushing across his knees with every easy swish. She pressed her palms into his chest, admiring its firmness and warmth, leaning forward to nuzzle and kiss the underside of his chin.
Skorch nestled his face into her hair with a sigh. His paws roamed freely across her back, dancing up to her shoulders, only to gently drag his claws all the way down to the base of her tail. He was modest with his touches. Kiala mewed and rumbled against him, draping her arms around his neck, enjoying the sensation of her exposed breasts against the fur upon his chest. One of his hands drifted to her tail itself, fondly stroking and petting its length, making her shiver in his embrace.
"Be gentle with me, Skorch. I've never had a man inside me before. But I want you to be my first, my love."
When his paws gripped hold of her thighs and lifted her nether region against his own, she made no objection. With the wolf's back flush against the headboard, Kiala took hold of his length in her paw and guiding it to her entrance. He watched her face, noticing a bit of fear in her eyes as she eased down onto him. Skorch wrapped his arms around her, trying to comfort her and allow her to know that it would be okay. It had only been a few weeks since they had met, but Skorch knew that he never wanted to see such a face on her.
Kiala winced as she forced his hard shaft into her depths. The wolf made a motion to stop her once she reached his knot, not wanting her to feel that such an action was necessary to make him happy. She smiled lightly once he was comfortably in her. "Please don't take my knot in yet. It may hurt you, and I don't want to hurt you on your first time." he said kindly, stroking her hair as she was tightly on his shaft, but her lower lips were still soaked in her nectar, with enough lubrication for her to make it easier.
"It didn't hurt as much as I though it would," the leopard said, looking into his eyes,
"That's good. I was worried there for a moment," he said.
"So next," she said as her paws were placed on the wall behind them, "I do this."
With a light thrust forward, both exclaimed out. His knot pressed against her entrance, pressing against her clit just right. His paws went from gently caressing and comforting her to gripping at her fur in need. Kiala slid back down and quickly took him in to his knot once again.
"Right?" she asked in between pants.
"Exactly right," he responded, paws moving down to her ass. "Let me help you with that."
Skorch grit his teeth together, slowly impaling her body upon his maleness. She reacted favorably to the carnal joining, curling her slender legs on the outside of his thighs. Although his paws had returned to her rear, and served to aid in her motions atop him, Kiala needed little encouragement; she moved largely of her own volition, tightly gripping Skorch's shoulders beneath her paws for the necessary leverage to move herself up and down upon his shaft. She could feel her tail lifting itself as his claws scored upon her backside.
Yes, they were a good fit for each other. Skorch murred at the warmth and moisture of her sex; her body was snug and tight enough to provide him with delicious stimulation, and at the same time, almost restrictively tight as to impede his thrusts against her, but she was a virgin, so he made do.. His hips arched off her mattress to pump his length within her over and over, the movements smooth and fluid. Skorch was so happy that she allowed him to be the one to deflower her.
He kissed her, long and good this time, letting the contact linger, unlike the fierce, starving meeting of mouths they had shared before. His slick tongue slipped past her soft lips, rubbing upon and meeting with her own, engaging its counterpart in a warm, intimate dance. He ran its texture over her fangs, and across her lips themselves, breaking the union only for the sake of looking upon her gasping, moaning face.
Kiala drew her body close against his, returning her arms to their place about his neck, stifling an urgent moan by pressing her lips against his shoulder. His own mane wasn't as long and flowing like hers, as Skorch kept his trimmed only to his shoulderblades, but that did little to detract from her enjoyment of it. She pressed a hand against the back of his head to tilt his chin down, allowing her to nuzzle into his black hair, and whisper into one of his rounded canine ears. "Skorch... mmnh, yes, Skorch... s'good... don't stop, please don't stop..." she said before nibbling on his lynx tufts at the end of his ear.
He did not reply to her in words, but instead fixed his lips against the side of her neck, lapping and suckling at a tender spot beneath her jawline, causing her to tremble visibly in his arms. Kiala felt her skin growing flushed, and allowed a fresh moan to escape her unhindered, the wolf's prize for being so attentive.
Skorch clutched her form against his chest, lifting his paws to press them flush against her back, and rested his head upon her shoulder, gazing at the surroundings of her room through half-lidded eyes. It felt strangely erotic to bed her here, as if it were some strange new land in a faraway place. Unlike his safehouse manor room, hers was quite clean, with not a discarded soda can to be seen. The sheets upon which he now sat were not plain white, but a dark violet, like so many of her other possessions. Thick, velvet and lace curtains covered her windows, shielding the outside world from view, and concealed the glow of the luminescent light overhead that allowed him to clearly make out every last inch of her lovely body. He was thankful that Link had left early today, it meant no interruptions, and no fear of discovery. And then there was the scent, the sweet smell that permeated the entire room, the same aroma that clung heavily to her fur and made his heart beat faster within his chest. He filled his lungs with it, and mated her more aggressively, raking his claws down her shoulder blades, tenderly scratching and clawing at her heated skin. The muscles of his hips grew taut while they bucked beneath her, withdrawing his member from her body and pumping it back in again, and again.
"Oh, Skorch, yes, yes! Please Skorch, harder, harder!" Kiala's words were more whimpered than spoken, the poor cat's complexion quickly growing more scarlet than pink. Just as he had begun to roughly mate with her, so had she begun to ride him in earnest. She grasped pawfuls of his mane, and of the fur upon the back of his neck, the only real grip she had apart from his claw-scratched shoulders. Her own head was bowed, her lips parted to allow for her soft panting, dark blue eyes gazing upon her lover from behind a cage of errant strands of hair. "Touch me," she begged, whispering breathlessly. "I want... want to feel you..."
As before, he obliged her. Scratching claws took their leave of her abused back, sliding around her body to find purchase upon the swell of her chest. She trembled hard at his touch, cooing while his fuzzy palms kneaded and massaged the sensitive flesh, and gasping sharply when his talons pinched and gently twisted the rosy nubs at the peak of each breast. She reclined far in his lap, and might have gone on to lie upon her back, were it not for the desperate grip of her own claws, clinging to his neck by a few slivers of fur. "Oh God, oh God!" she whined, her feminine body readily bouncing up and down upon his lap in time with his feral thrusts. No sooner did she lift herself off his barbed shaft than did his hips surge upward to fill her with it again, slapping the damp fur of his sheathed sack against the lips of her sex. "Skorch, oh my God, Skorch!" she cried, gasping hotly with every breath, squeezing her eyes tightly shut, thrashing her head back and forth. "Ah, ahh! Yes, yes, Skorch, yes! It feels... sooo gooood... I... I..."
Her own scream would have been enough. She unleashed it without hesitation, without regret, baring her fangs to the surrounding light, shrieking and mrowling in true feline fashion. Her paws wrenched at Skorch's fur, urging his body tight against her own, to somehow bring him closer, as if having him against her and around her and within her were not enough. Her legs squeezed around his thighs, pressing her heels into them. He had pleased her first time having intercourse and she could have retired to sleep at that moment, fully satisfied with his performance, and ready to continue their mateship together.
But she never expected the wolf-lynx's come-cry to join her own. The sound was a bestial growl, loud and wild, one that tore from the very core of his being, and flowed easily into her ears. She reacted as though struck by lightning; her back arched toward him, pressing the softness of her breasts into his greedily gripping, clasping claws, her mouth hanging open in a silent pleasure scream, every muscle in her body spasming violently before going rigid, locking her body into place atop his own. Skorch shoved his shaft as deep as he could, almost giving her the full knot, but stopping at about a third of the way into her as she started to tear up and mew in slight pain at how much of him there really was. She could feel the bursts of heat within her, feel his pearly, hot gel essence pouring into her center, her swollen netherlips nursing and clinging to his hardened length.
Forget about sleeping. Kiala could have died in Skorch's arms, and happily marched straight through the gates of hell. There was no greater pleasure this world could possibly offer her than the man in her arms.
They held each other for only a few moments, but every breath between them seemed to hang in the air forever. Kiala had gone limp within his arms, pressing her paws and cheek against his chest, gasping quickly and quietly, only for each new breath to leave her lips in a soft, shaky moan. Skorch himself shared in her delicious exhaustion, in the warm, utter fatigue of afterglow, leaning in against her to counter the weight of her own body, and prevent himself from falling back against the sheets. Skorch's entire knot had been drained dry, and allowed it to deflate to a thickness that let her sit at the base of his cock, feeling his furry sheath around her nether lips. There was no sound, save for their needy breathing... and for Kiala, with her ear against Skorch's chest, the frantic racing of his young heart, so much like her own, scarce inches away.
It was he who spoke first. "You know something?" he whispered.
"Mmm?" she purred. "What?"
He drew back and smiled at her, albeit weakly, stroking the claws of one hand through her hair. "You're even more beautiful in ecstasy."
"Mmm." She smiled in return, pressing her own palm against his cheek, brushing her fingers across his thin whiskers. "And you're quite handsome making love to me."He chuckled, and sighed into her mane once more, a soft murr thrumming within his chest, one that helped to soothe her own electrified nerves, and lure her strained muscles back into a state of calm. He was in the same condition; she could feel his physique beneath her wandering claws, tight and aching within his limbs, the tension gradually easing with each of his shuddering breaths. The more he breathed, the smaller his shaft got, slipping out of her nether lips and back into his sheath. She purred and gave a moan as the tip of his shaft slipped out of her and back into his sheath.
Kiala didn't mind, because she could still feel his hot seed in her depths. She wasn't concerned about pregnancy right now, since she wasn't in heat right now. But just the feeling of each drop of his essence in her core, oozing around her womb with every little movement, it was so stimulating for her as she slept on her lover's chest.
Skorch put his arms around her, and lay her back on the sheets, cuddling up with her as their legs intertwined with their tails. As she cuddled in the aftermath with her lover, the leopard looked up to his face, 'We've been dating for about four weeks now, and I haven't ever seen your home."
"You want to see my home?" he asked, looking down his chest at her, to which he got a reply of her nod. "Okay, tomorrow after breakfast. I'll take you to my place."