Blood Rose-16

Story by Micha on SoFurry

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#16 of Blood Rose

Pure. Fanservice.

This is smutty and awful. Feel free to skip it if you so desire, but the actual sexual parts will be marked by these symbols ******. So if for whatever ungodly reason you'd rather not read smutty goodness, you can still continue on with the story without tainting your brain.

Changes in perspective will be marked by this symbol ^^^^^. I think it will be fairly easy to tell the difference between the two but just in case.

Anyhow...

Enjoy!

p.s. Images later. ;3


The water was warm against her fur as it sank past her skin. Everything felt delicious regardless of how nonsexual it was. She shamelessly removed her shorts and shirt in the shallow end of the pool. The water lapped gently at her calves there and soothed her. Jason coughed and she heard him stumbling around, probably to face the opposite direction, she thought. "You couldn't warn me?" he demanded. He could not recall ever having blushed so hard in his entire life. He would spend many nights remembering even that bare glimpse of her naked form. She had a coating of soft fur everywhere and the sight had him throbbing through his military issue pants. The swell of her uncovered bum was what almost did him in. He had never seen a more attractive bum in his entire life and he clenched his teeth as he heard her wade deeper into the pool.

"Warn you of what? I don't care that you see." She said smoothly. He wondered how she managed to get her voice to do that. It was almost a physical presence brushing against him. "You are shameless." He sighed. He sat down and wished he hadn't. The tightness across the front of his pants made his erection immediately painful but he knew better than to rise again so soon. Micha might not have realized the implications, but Lila certainly would. And as petty as it might have been, the last thing he wanted was for her to realize how much he desired her. He didn't know why but he did want Lila. He wanted her in a brutal violent dominant way and it frightened him. He had never thought tying a woman down and spanking her until she begged for more would appeal to him. Even after joining Empire forces he'd been squeamish about rape. About even the idea of forcing a woman. His father taught him that women were to be treasured and loved because they often completed a man's life. And yet, here he sat fantasizing about using sex to punish the little vixen. He clenched his teeth and came to the conclusion that part of Micha was purely succubus and meant to destroy him. The lie sat better than the truth did with him. He didn't want to think about choking her, slapping her and biting her into submission. Because if those thoughts were his own he wasn't sure how humane he was anymore. He ran a hand though his too long hair and flinched at her voice.

"Of course I'm shameless. I see nothing to be ashamed of in my body or anyone else's. Bodies are beautiful things. All of those curves and dips. Hollows and...bulges." she said. Her voice trailed off as an image came unbidden to her mind. It was fuzzy but clear enough that it refused to leave her mind. She had never seen Jason naked but she suddenly did now. The image in her mind began moving, his big calloused hand reaching towards his engorged... She shook her head even as her body quivered. The only thought that chased the image from her head was the promise that he didn't want her, and probably never would. He thought her crass and she would be blind not to see it. She gathered handfuls of the warm water and threw them onto her body, very much sulking. Even simply running her own paws across her fur brought sensations unbidden to her body. It had been too long since she'd been with a man, or even with herself. Micha would never admit to arousal and Cassie never understood it enough to take care of it. Rage rarely felt aroused by anything, if she did at all. Lila imagined the prospect of murder aroused her. The thought of blood and horror. Micha knew of Rage, but Lila and Rage shared a bond Micha would never understand or want. It was an odd relationship at best. Lila didn't fear her, but she didn't like her much either. Rage loved to tease and shared her dark thoughts with her. She counted her as a friend and had yet to try and take over when Lila had reign over their body. Rage grudgingly respected the amorous vixen. But all the same, Rage's fantasies were gory and easily sated by the mere thought or by hunting.

Lila had never been allowed this much time out and her body demanded release. Her lower lips felt swollen and every shift of her legs sent chills to her spine. She needed time alone and quickly. Jason stroked the moss nearby and cleared his throat. He couldn't stay there. It was all too tempting to look back at her. To watch her move around in that water. He wondered vaguely how much darker her fur got once wet. And he began thinking of how wet she was, and how slick she would feel against his skin, sliding along his body. He shuddered and looked up. "I think I'll leave you to your bath. There's a few branch off tunnels I can wait in until you're done. I'll but up some kind of barrier today I can protect my modesty at least." He said.

He rose and groaned as he heard her turn to him. It took everything he had not to turn as well. Instead, he strode towards a narrow gap in the wall of the cavern. He could just barely fit through and he was glad to find he only had to squeeze for about a foot and a half before he came to a low ceilinged antechamber. It was small and covered in a hard layer of dirt but it would suffice. He could hardly think with the amount of blood flowing through his groin and he swiftly unbuttoned his pants. Propriety be damned, he was getting rid of his problem.

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He slid the zipper down as he settled himself against the wall, one leg propped up and the other lying flat before him. He pulled his member from his pants and licked his lips. He knew she was just a few yards away and he frowned at the moisture he found at the spongy tip of his cock. He'd never had precum before and the discovery worried and delighted him. He spread the slick wet bead around the head of his cock and sighed. He imagined her shamelessly. Her beckoning eyes, her thick dark fall of midnight hair. Her wide swinging hips. He slowly stroked his cock and his eyes slid closed. She was busy either way.

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She had never been happier to see him leave. He had squeezed through a crack she was previously unaware of and said nothing else. She nibbled her lower lip and decided she could. She would have to before she could give anyone the body back anyway. Control tightly on her mind she swam back to the shallow end. It was really more of a ledge, but it served the same purpose. She sat on that ledge and let her legs dangle over the end. She glanced around again before spreading her legs a bit. She traced her paw down her belly, heading slowly for the area that begged to be touched. Demanded it even. She imagined they were Jason's hands, though her own were too small to fully complete the fantasy. She imagined his strong fingers traveling down her sculpted tummy, teasing the slightly longer tufts of fur right above her waiting entrance, and gently circling the bud of nerves that triggered the rivulets of moisture from her pussy. She sighed softly and continued the slow torture. Slow, agonizing circles that made her vaginal muscles contract, looking for some source of pleasure, something to grip and pull into itself. She panted and whimpered as a soft wave of pleasure fell over her.

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He stroked his hard thick length and paused as he heard a soft whimper from the main chamber. It took him half a moment to realize what it was and he grunted in frustration. Back were the images of her submission. He saw her naked body again, this time in his mind. Her face so distorted with blind pleasure it was hard to tell if she was enjoying it or panicking. He imagined choking her as she neared the edge of her orgasm, feeling her tight wet pussy contract of his cock even as he unloaded his seed deep inside of her throbbing passage. He began stroking faster and let his head fall back. Another image came unbidden to his mind, one that wasn't of Lila, but no less arousing. It was of Micha, riding him hard. He imagined his cock brushing up against her cervix. She bounced on his cock and he held her hips even as she screamed and moaned his name. He imagined her cumming countless times before he joined her and filled her to overflowing. He had always cum quite a lot, more than he knew was probably normal, but the thought of her tight wet pussy dripping with his cum made it fine with him.

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She slid one finger into her dripping entrance and shuddered. Her body accepted it and trembled in its excitement. She pumped it inside of her eager pussy and let out a small mewl. Jason's hands were larger than hers and would probably be optimal for getting the job done quickly. She imagined he would be efficient, and make her fall over the edge of an orgasm multiple times. She slid another finger in and tried to imagine taking all of his cock into her small body. She was small even for her kind and she imagined that at the right angle she'd be able to see him fucking her even through her stomach. She pumped her fingers faster and mewled again, panting as a white hot pleasure began building inside of her.

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He could hear her through the small opening and groaned. She was doing exactly what he was doing and his hand flew across his cock. He grit his teeth and twisted his hand around the soft sensitive head of his cock. Ripples of pleasure sent his legs tensing even as he heard her panting mewls echo off the walls of the cavern they shared. He imagined her face as she sucked his cock, taking it deep into the back of her throat and easing it out. She licked and sucked at his cock and he could feel his balls begin to contract even as he heard her mewls become higher and higher before they were and full-fledged keening. She stopped and panted a few moments before he could hear her soft moans building yet again. He growled at himself as he imagined her moaning around the thick girth of his cock and the imagery and audio undid him. With a few last erratic pumps of his fist, his cock twitched and emptied the mass of their contents onto the dirt floor. He continued stroking until his over stimulated cock could take no more and the last few drops of his hot cum spilled from the tip. He sat back and listened to her badly muted climax. He could tell her paw was over her mouth, but he could still hear her thrash I the water as it overtook her. He suddenly felt positive he and Lila ought not to hang out very often.

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By the time he felt safe enough to come out of the cave she was out of the water, dressed and huddled by the fire. He pulled his pants up, grateful he had missed hitting them, and squeezed out. He cautiously approached the vixen and cleared his throat. Her ears perked up and she launched herself at him. Momentarily afraid he caught her tight against him and waited to be molested. Instead it was a simple friendly hug. "Cassie?" he ventured. "Of course silly. Who else would it be?" she asked, giving him a playful swat. Blushing vividly he sat down by the fire with her. Her fur was partially dry, but she shivered every once in a while. He felt weird around her now. He had touched himself to the thought of her body doing raunchy naughty things to him. True, it hadn't been Cassie he'd fantasized about, but he felt bad all the same. Not even particularly guilty, just shy. He felt like she knew, though he knew it was next to impossible for that to be true.

Throughout the day he managed to put up a screen made of long fibrous branches and twigs and put it around their little bathtub after weaving them together. It wasn't the best for protecting modesty but it would cover what needed to be covered. For the most part. He was surprised to find out that Cassie could not only hunt, but could kill for food without any remorse. It was a helpful tidbit of information about the little kit that he hadn't known. She could be stealthy; she just didn't usually have the attention span to do so. And that night, when she curled into his side, he could almost feel the shift from Cassie and back to Micha. She murmured a half-heartedly goodnight and tossed her leg over his stomach. He relaxed for the first time the whole day. He might have also fantasized about Micha, but he couldn't resent himself for it. So he pulled her closer and breathed in her scent.

There were just some things she would never know.