Table for Two
The light of the club dimmed bathing the room in a cool blue light, the classic style disco ball sending aqua rays onto the walls and moving bodies in electrical waves to make a optical ocean. The music poured out of massive speakers mounted around the room, the beat of he base giving the dancing mass of customers a pulse to share as they bumped and grinder together. The air filled with a aroma of sweat and drinks, fruity mixes and classic beers. Sitting on a bar stool, holding a glass of mostly ice sat Shawn Lockwood, a wolf canine mix, who stood nearly six feet tall when he hasn't slouched in a chair. His slick black fur sent the disco lights bouncy back around the room. Two dusty white crescent shape markings under his eyes and a stripe down his back gave him a eerie glow in the lighted bar area. His eyes were dark blue and swirled through with greys and black. His body was toned under a tight shirt, but his arms lacked any overly flashy biceps common of bodybuilders and the like.
He soaked up the whole atmosphere, drinking in the lights, sounds, and sights ghat filled and trickled out of the hidden 'hole in the wall's the club was known to be. Hiseyes searched through the pack of dancers from his perch on his vinyl bar stool, digging through the multitude of types of couples and singles; a teeny leopard with wild bluestreaked hair bent over withe a giant bosum shaking to the beat, a tall, tanned human held a bright, feathered female wig plumes if purple and orange that seemed to clash with itself. His eyes skipped overall group of giggly experimental lesbians, touching and groping, they tangled together.
His gaze caught on a girl lost in the middle if the crowd, her attention. On he heartbeat of the stereo rather than tthe heartbest of a partner. Her shoulder length, faded Blondel hair spun and danced along with slender hips. A nearly white silvery streak in her bangs gave her a rebellious edge. Dark grey ears peeked out of her slick hair, pale white tips accenting the common neko attribute. Her tail matching her ears perfectly. Her eyes glowed bright in the dark patch she danced in, pure green and dressed up with cat eye eye liner style. Her torso rippled with hidden strength and muscles that held Shawn's gaze as he pondered how those movement's she made would feel pressed against his front.
His tail flicked excitedly with the thought, his attention still locked on the feline tinted, neko girl his mind instantly over flowing with scenarios, pushing her little body against the stone walls of the club, scooping her up and feeling that rough, kitten tongue tangled with his, letting his tail wrap around her tight stomach and tease against her thighs till she squirmed and begged for him to continue, even the thought of simply scooping her up for a weekend if cuddling made Shawn grin. His shaft quickly pushing against the front of his dark Jeans as it hardened with the thoughts.
Shaking his furry head, he tried to clear the thoughts from his mind enougg to concentrate and go talk to the girl. With a careful, smooth movement he stood and glanced down to make sure his bulge wasn't visible. With the dark lighting, he didn't need to worry about showing. He set his watered down drink on the counter and set his mental path to his future, neko lover.
He weaved throuh the people on the edges of the dancefloor, moving his tail to the beat. He eyes barely strayed from his endpoint till he swayed only inches from her, noticing now that she danced in her own circle of space, partnered with no one.
He smirked to himself, moving in behind hr and sliding a paw over her hip, easing her moving body in against his front just as he wanted to. Her grinding rump quickly sending distracting messages to his brain and making him twitch in his jeans.
Feeling the touch, her face turned back to him, her lips plump and turned up into a playful grin. "This spot taken?" Shawn crooned into her ear, bending over a bit to do so, his breath dancing over the little furs in her ears.
Her eyes glanced down his body, taking her time with her inspection of him. "For you, no" she responded finally, smirking up at the anthro who couldn't help but smile at her acceptance. Turning her face back forward, she eased into him more, her body feeling as though it was melting in against his. His mind reeling with her warmth, the sensation her body gave his hard shaft that strained against his jeans in a way that made him wonder how she couldn't feel it, or if she did, why she didn't comment.
Before Shawn got too comfortable in the close dancing, the DJ announced he was taking a break, Shawn glanced up and gave his friend a nod, making the ferret grin at him and give a thumbs up in the direction of the girl now turning back to look at him.
Looking back to his dance partner, Shawn bent down to talk again in the loud club. "I'm Shawn, and I wanna buy you a drink" he murred into her ear, putting a hand on her lower back and guiding her safely out of he dance area, his tail curling slightly around her thigh possesively.
The neko girl smirked, twisting around to look up at him. Her stance giving him a straight view down her shirt to her breasts, and she sseemed to know it to, smiling knowingly as she leaned into his solid chest. "I'm Misty, and you can do that."
Shawn couldn't, and didn't, deny himself a huge victory grin at that. His brain mush with the combination of her breasts in full view and the feeling of her body against his chest. He wandered about what this same position would feel when she was nude, skin against fur, he could keep her warm on the coldest of mornings. Silently he chided himself for his ridiculous thoughts, and started to lead them to the bar.
Sensing his thoughtfulness, Misty spoke up, leaning back into the hand on her lower back just slightly ad she tipped her face up to his to speak. "What are you thinking, Mister Big Bad Wolf?"
He chuckled, giving her a bit, genuine , toothy grin before responding honestly. "I'm thinking about you naked on my chest tomorrow morning."
Now Misty laughed, a warm, inviting sound. "A honest man, I approve." She retorted before leaning over the bar as they approached and ordering a ginger ale, and glancing back at him as she was handed her glass. "I don't trust you to not take advantage of me under the influence."
He laughed again, ordering himself the same and smirking at her. "Ditto, ya little smitten kitten" he teased and propping himself up on a stool.
Again she laughed, making a warm, bubbly feeling spread through shawn's stomach. Moving over and sitting on the wolf's knee. She leaned into his chest against, pressing her lips against his ear as she spoke, "I believe you are the smitten one."
Shawn used his free hand to pull her hips back so she sat on his thigh, and he could feel every inch of her body against his. His muzzle brushing her cheek and he nuzzled into her neck in a affectionate way that was rare for the macho wolf. "I will grant you that, kitten, try not to abuse it"
She let out a soft sound that Shawn realized was a purr, rumbling from her throat, making him murr and nuzzle her cheek again. "I promise to do my best to not break your heart." She said with a giggle, reaching one small hand up to stroke, and pet along his neck, his tail beginning to wag behind him.
"Thank you" He murmured before straightening up as he heard a familiar voice, turning slightly he saw the DJ, also known as simply Chris to his friends. The wolf grinned and turned around on the stool to better face his pal. A snowy white fox pressed to his side and looking occupied with kissing up his neck, which from his expression he had no qualms about.
'Great job tonight." Shawn complimented, catching his friends gaze. His compliment was waved off with common modesty as Chris took the seat next to him and smiled to Misty. "Are you being kidnapped?" He asked, faking a urgent sort of concern on his face.
Mishap instantly laughed and shook her head, making her hair shake about. "No, I'm hoping to go home with the big bad wolf tonight, actually."
With her words Shawn instantly grinned, his face mirroring the mixture of shock and childlike excitement he felt. His lust and admiration clearly painted on his face as much as he tried to cover it with cool charmisma.
Chris smirked, elbowing his friend. "Well tell me when you find him. Shawn here is a big softie." Misty giggled. Shawn pushed Chris with one hand, making the ferret rock sideways into his girlfriend who let out a surprised squeak and giggled, tugging Chris towards the dance floor, "Chris its my turn to have you." There was a flirtasious glint in her eyes that caught the two males attention and Chris quickly followed her.
Shawn quickly bent his face back down to Misty 's, looking to her green eyes with his wide ones. "Please, tell me you weren't lying back there," he whined with a adorable pleading expression, that instantly stole Misty 's heart and melted it.
"You weren't lying back there" Misty said with a huge smirk, waiting till Shawn pulled back his affectionate nuzzling and pouted before she leaned up at kissed him, softly at first then urgently making him push back into the kiss.
After several moments, she pulled back leaving Shawn panting softly and looking a little dazed, his tongues lightly tracing down his neck, tasting the salty tint from her sweat. "Please tell me you want to leave right now." He whispered into her ear, his tone low and husky.
She tilted her eyes up to meet his, smiling as she whispered back. "I want to leave right now."
Shawn nearly shot of the stool, his arms wrapping around her waist as he hoisted her easily over his shoulder and headed for the door, his mouth leaving little kisses where her shirt rode up on her waist, his bulge slowly growling visible as he hardened even more and his breath grew shorter.
"Shawn!" She giggled as she said his name loudly, wriggling to the ground as he stepped out of the club into the cool night air. "What? " he said quickly looking stricken with the thought she was kidding, his ears flattening slightly.
"Can we get some dinner first?" She asked, smirking at his expression of wordy, and snuggling her body in agsinst him, his fur tickling her cheek and keeping her warm. His arm wrapped around her shoulders, pulling her in close as he walked towards a small intalian diner. "You got it, kitten"
She purred once more, louder now without the muffling of the other sounds, her finger looping through his belt loop and holding him tight to her side. "Thank you, big bad wolf "
His ego swelled with the nickname, his chest puffing out a bit as he reclaimed his macho status. His head lifting higher and his arm tightening on her whenever they passed another male, or even a female.
"You're a strange one," Misty said within a chuckle as he lead them into the restraunt, her nose instantly filled with the smell of tomato sauce and Italian seasoning. Shawn chuckled and ruffled her hair at the comment. "Its you, making me crazy."
She glanced up with words, blushing cutely. The innocent blush instantly broke shawn's good behavior and he pulled the girl in tighter to him and bent down to kiss her hungerly, one paw brushing over the pink cheek before moving into her silky hair.
She gasped at first, but soon kissed back and pressed into him with the same needy passion. Her fingers on his belt buckle in a suggestive and incredibly teasing gesture, due to the fact tthey stood in the entry way to a public establishment.
The waiter cleared his throat loudly and the couple peeled apart, Shawn looking sheepish and Misty looking light-headed and flustered. "Table for two." Shawn mumbled and replaced his arm around her waist, following the smirking waiter to their table, in the back of the eating area.
Sitting on opposite sides of the little table Misty and Shawn smiled at each other, first shyly then again with the lust filled looks that filled their eyes earlier.
Smirking, Shawn flicked his finger to the side, knocking his fork off the table. His eyes watching as it slide off the seat and disapeardd under the table cloth. Sliding down Shawn mumbled something about getting it.
Once he rested on his knees under the table, his eyes adjusted to the lack of light, quickly zoning in on the smooth legs in front of him, her thighs pressed together, blocking his view up her teeny skirt.
With shaky hands his rested his paw on her knee, gently pushing it to the side. A little gasp threatening to slip from his mouth when she let him push it over, his other paw quickly moving the other knee over as well.
His eyes quickly found the little purple fabric of her panties, one finger tracing up her thigh, making her squirm in the most adorably suggestive way Shawn could imagine. His fingertips easily pushing the loose panties to the side, the sultry aroma of her sex filling his nose and making his head spin.
Letting out a hot pant he leaned closer, the feeling of his breath on her skin making Misty tremble visibly, which only made Shawn want her more. His tongue quickly flicked out, making its way up her thigh till it reach the sweet taste of her juices. His tail thumping softly on his seat behind with his excitement, growing faster and louder as he lapped at her sex. His large tongue making quick work of cleaning up her accumulated wetness from earlier, before delving into her opening just slightly. Her legs spread open more for her, little hand stroking his ear urging him on as his pressed his muzzle to her sweet folds and suckled, making noisy slurping sounds that he forgot to muffle.
His tongue working hungerly inside her, lapping at her walls. One finger slowly rubbing over her clit making her squirm, her hand tightening almost painfully on his ear aaz she struggled to keep silent.
Suddenly, without sounds to hint at what was coming, her tunnel tightening on his e ploring tongue before drenching his muzzle with her juices. Shawn let out a puppylike yip of excitement and pulled back slightly to lick up every drop, cleaning her throuhly before placing her panties back in place and sitting back up just in time for the waiter to appraoch their table.
Misty bit her lip and smiled as he sat up, her mouth opening to speach till the waiter stepped to their table silencing her with his precence. The man took their orders, which were hurried and not thought about in the least, and just before he walked away he bent down to Shawn and murmured softly in a secretive way.
"Man, you got something on your muzzle."
Shawn blushed as he walked away, looking away from Misty as he licked over his nose and tasted her juices once more. "Decided to save some for later?" Misty teased, giggling as he wiped off his muzzle.
"Thanks for the warning" he mumbled, still blushing through his dark fur.
"It was cute" she retorted only making the wolf blush more and wonder why he ever got himself into this with a girl like this.
He turned his face to glare at her, barely getting to the squinty eye part as he noticed her flick her finger to the side, knocking her fork to the floor. "Oopsies " she said with a wink and slid to the floor, quickly reminding Shawn why he got himself into this.