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Matthew Romi was having a bad day, to say the least. He stared blankly through the windshield of his dilapidated vehicle as it puttered and lurched down the filthy, unkempt backroads of the godforsaken hellhole (his words) to which his soul-sucking job had sent him. His subconscious rattled off a fairly comprehensive list of profanity as his scowl deepened, his grip on the steering wheel tightening as he began to accelerate a bit more aggressively, thinking about how he was forced, nay blackmailed, into this debacle. "No, REALLY, I don't mind helping you move your decrepit relative out of his feces-stained trailer in the middle of frickin' NOWHERE! Sure, never mind the fact I've got a REAL job to do, I'll just hop in my OWN VEHICLE and drive 200 miles into the freaking inbred-infested mountains from 'deliverance'!" He animatedly shouted at no one in particular. "No, REALLY! I'd LOVE to get lost on the way back afer your asshole father-in-law used up all of my minutes on an 'emergency business call' with..." He glanced at his useless gadget's recent call log. "Erotic escape phone service." Then he noticed that he had received a voicemail. Glancing at the rapidly draining power bar, he punched the number and allowed it to read it off. "Hey, Matt? It's Ashley. Listen. I really didn't want to do this over the phone, but... it's... yeah. I think you know where I'm going with this. I need someone who's not obessed with his studies, someone who can spend time with me. But, we can still be friends!" A long, pregnant pause followed the cliche. "Wow... did I really just say that?" Immediately after this phrase, his phone died with a beep. With a sharp 'HA!', he allowed the functionless device to slide off of his palm and onto the floor. "A bachelor's degree in computer science and I can't even get my frickin phone to stay charged..." He roughly smacked the steering wheel and swore again. "Or go out with anyone who's not a complete BITCH!! How can this get any..." His rhetorical question trailed off as a cold pang of panic socked him in the gut. He had forgotten about his vehicle's little quirk. The non-functional gas gauge. "You have got to be shitting me." But, indeed, it was not. He moaned and smacked his head into the dash as his vehicle began to sputter and cough, signaling the absence of the luquid essential to its continued operation. He allowed his car to drift to the side of the road as the last vapors were consumed by his oil-spewing jalopy, letting one last pathetic rattle off as it rolled to a halt. Matt slumped over the steering wheel in utter defeat. Then, he slowly raised his hand above his still-bowed head, and slammed it into his dusty dash with a resounding thud. A few seconds later, he did it again. And again. And once more, this time punctuating the percussive sound with a rather socially unacceptable word. After his outburst, he sat up, rubbing his weary eyes with the heel of his palm. Glancing up at the receding sunlight on the horizon, an ironic smirk crossed his face. "Perfect. Now I'm DEFINITELY going to miss my 'Intro to Equine surgery' class." Suddenly, something caught his attention about one hundred feet in front of his car. He exited his vehicle, slamming his door shut as he jogged up to the bramble-covered object of interest. It appeared to be a sign, the paint faded and peeled against the deformed, rusty metal. "'Leavesburg'?! Seriously?!" Matt scoffed, lifting the overgrowth away to reveal the distance. "3 miles. Great." He snapped the vines down again as he stalked back to his car and flung his truck open, yanking the old red gas container from the tangled mess of crap populating his storage space, all the while muttering to himself. He let out a long breath, squinted down the road, and squared his shoulders as he began his trek. As he walked, he found himself smiling for some reason. He had always liked the mountains, contrary to the negative nature of his previous rant. The only reason he took this extra task on was to assist him in securing a promotion that would allow him to move out of the his roach-infested apartment and buy a parcel of land on which he could live without worrying about being stabbed and/or shot. Being a third-year veterinary student, he needed all of the money that he could muster. Ah, to be able to call his own shots, to telecommute on his own terms from his little ranch house, coding for fun and not because he had some uppity asshole breathing down his neck. He thought of traveling to the surrounding farms and zoos, pursuing his true passion (Once he graduated, of course), to be his own boss... Just that little bit of positive thinking lifted his countanence. But, after that moment of daydreaming, the reality of where he was currently trapped sucked him back down into his original state of bitter grumbling. "Oh well, at least someone will get a nice car if I get raped and murdered." He chuckled quietly, and then he immediately regretted bringing the subject to the forefront of his mind, seeing as his imagination soon began screwing with him. He jogged the distance in silence and without interruption by any living creature, but for some strange reason, he felt as though he was being watched. He kept looking over his shoulder into the surrounding forest. Seemingly, there wasn't even a squirrel in the vicinity, which he found very eerie. About 20 minutes and a gallon of sweat later, he arrived at the pathetic excuse for an exit. It was more of a poorly-lit and ill-paved driveway, comprised of varying degrees of either dirt or gravel depending upon where one was standing at any given moment. Looming pines grew overhead in a natural arch arch, growing closer and closer together as he continued down the country path, the ambient light growing ever dimmer with the rapidly setting sun. He redoubled his efforts and began half-running towards what he assumed was a little town comprised of nothing but log cabins. About fifteen minutes later, he noticed another sign on his left. Jogging up to the rusty post, he squinted in the fading light to ascertain what the peeling words said. "One mile! Great!" He exclaimed with unconvincing enthusiasm. As the cloudless sky turned shades of scarlet blue, he entered the town. To his dismay, it wasn't far from his original mental picture. "Oh, why did I have to say 'Deliverance'?" He lamented to no one as he shuffled towards the nearest building. After knocking on the door, he started as it swung inward with a long creak. Trepidaciously stepping into the dark, dusty room, he carefully surveyed the filthy interior. Sheets covered the furniture, and the only thing that stood out to him was a piece of paper sitting on a desk in the middle of the room. "Hello?" He called into the empty space as he walked in, holding his gas can as if it could actually be of help in a self-defense application. He heard a WHOOSH and felt a breeze shoot past him. Making a high-pitched noise most unbefitting a grown man, he swung the plastic container at his unknown assailant. Which, as it turned out, was the dreaded..... open window. "Dammit." He chuckled as he lowered the can, his hands still shaking a bit from the start. "I really shouldn't have had that coffee." Remembering the paper, he turned back to the desk and stepped carefully over to the dust-covered piece of furniture. Taking wrinkled sheet of paper in his hands, he perused the strange contents of the letter. It mentioned 'escaped subjects' and 'laboratory closing', or something of the like. His eyes widened when he read the last part: "All residents are to EVACUATE?!!" He looked back at the now pitch-black town, the only light given by the waning moon glimmering through the thin clouds. "Well, shit." Throwing the letter back on the desk, he began rifling around through the drawers and cabinets, looking for matches, candles, some form of light. "God, where the hell do these hicks keep their candles?!" "Bottom right drawer." Grabbing one, he glanced backwards and nodded appreciatively. "Oh, thank y~" A cold shock ran through him as he realized what had just happened. He whirled about, whipping his gaze back and forth. "WHO'S THERE!?" He shouted, fumbling with the candle and lighter, his hands shaking uncontrollably. "Oh, just someone who's finding your plight quite amusing." Came the seemingly disembodied voice. It sounded female, but there was an odd quality to it that he just couldn't place his finger on. "Are you friendly?" He asked, realizing what a stupid question it was as it left his mouth. A giggle was the first response to his inquiry, then he heard the door shut as he heard: "If you wanna talk, you'd better follow me!" Another giggled echoed through the town out the open door as the voice faded. Thoroughly freaked out, Matt tore through the door and began to make haste towards the opening of the little town, content to wait in the relative safety of his vehicle. As he ran, he noticed a twig snap in the midst of the surrounding trees. "Who's there!?" He demanded, shaking and shivering in abject terror as he screeched to a halt, whipping his gaze about and desperately trying to pierce the darkness with his relatively weak human eyesight. Suddenly, he felt a warm breeze tickle the back of his neck, punctuated by a growl. Slowly, he turned about, and found himself face-to-face with a giganic black bear. He didn't even have time to scream. The strong paw colidded with his head, sending him sprawling out, his ears ringing as he tasted blood from the colossal impact. Leaves and twigs crunched and snapped as the hulking predator approached. Out of the corner of his blurring vision, Matt saw a flash of gold and heard a muddled roar as his consciousness faded. After a muddled scuffle, he blacked out to the sound of lighter footsteps and panting in his ear.

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Matt awoke with a splitting headache, his eyes cracked open as he sat up slowly, disoriented and sore. "What a weird dream..." He murmured to himself, then he grasped his head as a rush of pain knocked him back into reality. "Or not..." He moaned, looking around at his dark surroundings. He appeared to be in the lobby of an old-fashioned hotel. Victorian banisters adorned the sides of the wide staircase, juxtaposed by a classic ante-bellum motif to the surrounding woodwork and walls. A grandfather's clock stood in the corner, it's ticking seemed amplified a hundred fold by the crushing silence. Standing, he wobbled to the wall, squinting and straining as he tried to read the numbers. It had been about an hour since he had been knocked unconcious. "Boy, THIS is going to be a good story..." His mirthful statement trailed off as he recalled the intervention of his mysterious savior. As soon as the thought crossed his mind, the disembodied voice returned. "So, you're awake..." It sounded decidedly cheerful as ever, it's lilting tones echoing in the large space. "Before you ran off, I was about to warn you about that guy. He's a bit of an unpleasant individual." Thoroughly confused, Matt looked about as he answered. "Yes. Quite unpleasant. Did you save me?" A chuckle met his ears in response. "No. The tooth fairy did." Matt rolled his eyes and shook his head, rubbing his temples as the pounding in his head subsided a bit. "So, are you from the company?" The question caught Matt of guard. "What? No. Well, you'e going to have to be more specific." The figure's tone changed suddenly as the line of inquiry continued. "Are you here to collect me? Come to haul me away like the rest?" Matt was now thoroughly confused as he turned about, his head spinning. "NO!" He screamed, boiling over, his stress causing his emotions to explode out. "I'm not some frickin' agent! I'm a veterinary student, trying to get home! The only reason that I came to this hellhole is to get some gas for my piece-of-shit car! But no!!! I had to get attacked by a freaking bear, and then become some conspiracy theorist's hostage! You wanna know what I want? I want life to stop sucking! I want karma to stop kicking me in the balls for crimes I didn't commit!" Frustrated tears welled up in his eyes as his impact-induced headache flared up again. "I want my girlfriends to stop leaving me because my asshole boss won't let me go the fuck home on weekends!" His hands balled into enraged fists, he threw his arms up into the air, screaming: "I WANT TO GO HOME!!!!!" The last phrase echoed throughout the space, and silence met him, leaving him alone in the middle of the spacem his chest heaving with anger, swiping away his tears roughly. "There's a candle and matches to your right. Light it, and I'll help you feel better!" Matt stared blankly up into the void, stunned as the voice reverted back to it's playful lilt. "Come on, slowpoke!" Matt rolled his eyes and shrugged as he groped about, finding the candle and lighting it, shoving he matches into his pocket. "Whelp, I'm screwed anyhow. Might as well know who my would-be defiler is..." He chuckled morbidly. "It's not like I'm getting any when I get home..." He grumbled as he trudged into the oppressive black hall, the stifling environment alleviated a small amount by the candle. "This way, dummy!" He followed the mysterious voice further into the dark hallway, gulping back the nervous lump in his throat. This continued for about ten minutes, the voice teasing him in a certain direction, and him trailing after it, shielding the candle to preserve the flickering flame. "Come on!" Teased the giggling voice, accompanied by the creak of a door and an odd-sounding canter of feet against the squeaky, peeling floors. Matt followed it into what appeared to be a hallway. "Oh, why the hell am I doing this?...." Matt's words chattered through his clacking teeth as he shivered, partially from the cold, and partially due to the fact that he had quite literally walked into a scenario from an '80s slasher film. "Because you're lonely, that's why! Same reason I'm playing hide and seek with you!" Matt rolled his eyes at this, shuffling up the stairs. "Great, a needy rapist." He methodologically examined each room for signs of inhabitance, all the while jumping at the constant scratching and laughter of his playful tormentor. He soon found himself in the lodge-like lobby again, still turning his light in every direction in an attempt to locate the seemingly omnipresent being. "Weird noises, disembodied voices, laughter... now I'm in a JAPANESE horror film." He grumped, jokingly looking up at the ceiling. "I don't suppose you're clinging to the rafters, eh~" The words froze solid in his throat as his heart skipped a beat. "I just HAD to say it, didn't I..." A pair of brightly shining eyes stared back at him, twinkling in the pitch blackness. They lingered for a moment, and then disappeared. "Shitshitshitshitshit" Matt stammered as his hand shook uncontrollably, hearing a light percussive sound behind him. His eyes were slammed shut at first, but he finally gulped, mustered up enough fortitude, and slowly turned around, casting light on the mysterious being. As the sphere of soft light began to illuminate the enigmatic figure, he took a tentative step towards the hunched figure. His first thought was that it was a dwarf of some kind, it couldn't have been more than 4 feet in height. But that theory was soon dispelled as it stood with a chuckle, revealing it's quadrapedic nature. "What the fu~" Suddenly, the figure dissapeared from his limited range of sight. Matt started, jumping towards where it stood a few moments before, his curiosity overpowering his fear. He froze as he felt a tug on the back of his pant leg. Turning slowly, he shone the flickering light on his mysterious 'playmate'. He couldn't believe his eyes, but he couldn't deny what was right in front of him. It was a lioness. Her fur-covered black-tinged ears twitched, her whiskers lifted as she smiled gleefully up at the dumbstruck human, thoroughly enjoying his stunned silence. "Hiya!" She chirped, butting her head against his leg. This broke Matt out of his stupor, enough for him to make a few inarticulate noises, before laughing it off. "Oh, I get it. This is some hidden camera show, right?" He chuckled as he looked around the dingy, dusty hallway. "Very funny, guys! Ya got me!" Forced laughter followed his ill-thought-out rationalization. The lioness raised an eyebrow. (Causing Matt to think: I didn't know they could do that...) "Right. Like a show would shut down a whole town in the middle of nowhere and train a bear to attack them as they tried to leave, just on the off chance that they might snare a moron like yourself." She grinned as she saw the realization of the reality manifest itself in Matt's blank expression. "Sorry, I'm the real thing. " Matt nodded, seemingly calm. "Right. Of course. Excuse me for just one moment." After he had said this, he immediately began to turn about with the intent of screaming like an infant and running for his life. "SHIT!" Matt started as she appeared in front of him again, her head cocked to the side. "I'm trying to help you! Did you learn nothing from the "ursine incident?" Her eyes twinkled with smug mirth, but it soon faded as a piercing howl split the silence. "As you know, the other four-legged creatures out there are not as friendly." Matt gulped, resigned to his fate, whatever it may be. "Well, where are we going?" The lioness motioned down the hall with a paw. "Why, the presidential suite! There's nobody here, so why should we stay in one of the regular rooms?" She trotted down the hall, apparently very happy about the fact that she had company. Matt trailed after, thinking: How hard did that bear hit me? Reaching the end of the hall, they moved into a stairwell that somehow was even darker than the rest of the hotel. "So... when you said 'others like yourself'.." Matt asked as they made their way up the pitch black stairwell, trying desperately to keep the candle lit as he walked behind the predator. "Oh, that? I just meant other predators. Bears, coyotes, mountain lions..." Her tone seemed to change a bit as she said the last one. "Oh yes, mountain lions. Not too many of those wandering about...." Was it just him, or did she lick her chops after she said that? Shaking off the weird moment, he continued to follow her in silence. They soon reached the suite, which, even though it was broken down, was still in better condition than most of the rooms. "If you'll excuse me, I must use the restroom. Make yourself at home!" She trotted back into the bathroom as she said this, motioning to the spacious accommodations. Matt stared after her, mouthing 'restroom' in an inquisitive way before shaking his head and taking a seat on a chair that, judging by the state of the upholstery, also doubled as her scratching post and/or chew toy. He jumped at the sound of the toilet flushing, standing as the feline entered the room. "Ah, now, where were we? Introductions!" She chirped cheerily as she lithely hopped onto the dilapidated couch."I am Xerasa." She placed a paw on her chest as she poke. "And you are?" "Matt. Thank pleased to make your acquaintance." She grinned at him, settling into a sphinx-like pose as she began her casual line of inquiry. "What brings you way out here?" Matt rolled his eyes as he was reminded of the absurd premise upon which this entire debacle rested upon. "Well, I had to help move this crazy old guy who lived in a trailer move~" His ears perked up as he heard the theme song to 'How I Met your Mother' faintly playing. "Is.. is that a TV? You have power here?" Xerasa shrugged as she answered. "Yeah. The previous owner never shut off the power. Nothing else to do here. You humans have some interesting entertainment." She giggled as she remembered something. "Oh, Barney Stinson, you crack me up. Anyway, back to what you were saying." Matt nodded and picked up his sentence where he had left off. "Yeah, I had to move some crazy old guy who lived in a trailer out of his filthy abode." Xerasa's ears perked up at this. "Was he in his eighties? Grey hair? Usually wore a plaid shirt?" Matt's eyes widened in surprise as he tried to suppress his bewildered reaction. "Um... yeah." Then, something hit him. The entire reason that he had been called to move the old man out was the fact that he would rant about 'talking kitty cats'. "OH MY GOD!!!" He pointed at her with one hand and covered his head with the other. "That old guy WASN'T crazy! He was talking about you!" Seized in a fit of laughter, Xerasa nearly fell off the couch in reaction to his outburst. "Oh, believe me, he was crazy all right. We would have shouting matches that lasted for hours." She sighed as if reminiscing. "I guess that means I'm responsible for the loss of your only companion..." Matt said guiltily, looking at the floor. To his surprise, Xerasa laughed. "Are you joking!? Quite the opposite! That guy's the reason most of my~" He noticed her eyes widening as if she was about to let something slip, and then she cleared her throat. "Never mind." Intrigued, Matt leaned forward. "No, no. Go ahead." "It's... kind of embarrassing..." She mumbled, looking away. Matt leaned closer still. "I'm a vet. Basically, laughing at you would be like a doctor laughing at one of his patients. Also, that would be very rude of me as a guest." Smiling a bit, Xerasa rolled her eyes and gave in. "Okay. You know how I mentioned the other predators? Well, as you can probably gather, there aren't too many specimens like myself out there, especially not here." She glanced out the dusty window to the moonlit night, her gaze drifting off into the forest. "And, I'm... intact, shall we say." Matt was beginning to see why she had hesitated, but he was intrigued nonetheless, listening with rapt attention while she continued. "Even though they were, well, stupid, they provided me with some sibilance of company. Especially when I... well..." Her glance shifted upwards as she searched for a tasteful way of wording the implied sentiment. "When you were in heat." Matt finished, leaning back. Xerasa chuckled at his blunt statement of the rather personal subject. "Well, yeah. Anyway, that old geezer kept calling the wildlife rangers complaining that the big cats wouldn't leave him alone, so they relocated all of them." She blew out an exasperated breath. "So, needless to say, I was ecstatic when you rolled into town. You have no idea how long it's been since I've been able to communicate with another sentient creature that wasn't telling me that he was going to, and I quote: 'shoot me in the ass and stuff me'." Matt chuckled at the amusing manner in which she said this. After he laughed, a shiver shook his body as he rubbed his arms, noticing how cold he was. The temperature had plummeted drastically in the last half hour. "Thank you for dragging me in here." He spoke, moving to sit beside her on the couch, placing the candle on a nightstand. Surprisingly, Xerasa shifted her weight over to lean against his leg, smiling up at him. "So... you could say I've done you a favor, eh?" Xerasa spoke slowly, as if she was formulating a plan. Matt shifted uneasily, noticed a change in her mood and tone. "Well, yes. You saved my life." He answered with unease, shooting her a sideways glance. "Well. As I said before, it's been a while since I've seen a mountain lion. Applying some basic pragmatics, one could glean that I also haven't... had my urges fulfilled in a while." Matt gulped and let out a little noise of surprise as he felt her paw slide lightly along his back. Matt stood abruptly, stepping back as she sat up and followed him off the seat. "Erm... yes?" He didn't like the way this was going. Xerasa slinked around his legs as she talked, making sure to make contact with his body for as long as possible with each pass. You didn't have to be a vet student to know what those motions were meant to telegraph. "Even when they were around, the pumas were, shall we say... less than adequate for a female of my scale, relatively speaking." She jokingly lifted a paw and pinched her pads together to inidcate a small span. "If ya know what I'm saying." Adding a seductive sway to her saunter, she continued her advance as Matt continued to back up slowly. "So here's what I'm thinking. If you're so inclined, you could give me a hand with my deficiency of intimacy." She cocked her head and sat as she finished, giggling at her little rhyme. Matt most definitely did not like the way that his was going. Glancing backwards, he noticed she had subtly led him to the bed. Chuckling nervously, he shrugged in a conceding manner. "It appears as though I don't have much of a choice, eh?" A lust-tinted gleam came over Xerasa's gaze as she rolled her shoulders and grinned at him. "Nope." Xesara pounced on Matt's chest, knocking him roughly onto the tattered mattress. A plume of dust and dirt flew from the bed as he slammed into it, choking him and stinging his eyes. A playfully dangerous glint shone in Xesara's piercing amber eyes as she playfully traced a claw around his clothed midriff, a purring chuckle escaping through her smirk. "Now, now, this won't do at all..." She muttered to herself, bathing her chops with her raspy tongue as her clawed digit glided its way up to his chin. As she placed a lick on his still-clothed chest, she giggled inwardly at his seemingly panicked, elevated breathing and the pounding of his floundering heart. I'm going to have fun with this one... She purred to herself as she drew the back of her paw along his jaw. Matt winced slightly as her silky fur touched his skin, then let out a surprised gasp as her other paw slid between his legs and squeezed, with just slightly more pressure than necessary. "Um... You're not gonna... kill me if this, uh, doesn't work out, right?" Matt chuckled nervously as Xerasa began to drag her tongue along his throat, nipping the junction of his shoulder and neck lightly. "HEY~ Ohhh..." Matt sharply protested the initial action, but soon relaxed as she began to suck and nibble on his sensitive ear, her warm, soothing breath bathing his face in warmth as her whiskers tickled his cheek. After a moment, she pulled back slightly, her lips grazing his earlobe as she began to speak. "Of course not... I would receive no such pleasure from doing so." She whispered soothingly, rubbing his chest with a paw as she surreptitiously began to undo the buttons of his wrinkled, stained shirt. "And judging by the size of our mutual friend..." She smirked as she motioned to the object of her entendre with her eyes. "I'd say that we both have nothing to worry about." Matt chuckled nervously, rubbing the back of his neck as he readjusted his position. Xerasa's surprisingly deft paws had made quick work of his buttons, exposing his reasonably toned chest and midriff. As she slipped a paw over his pale skin, Matt shuddered at the sensation of her smooth pads, cool against his stomach. She pressed gently and moved her paw in a slow, deliberate circle, glancing up to his face and giving him a reassuring smile, albeit still tinged with overbearing seductive intent. "Y'know, I'm not going to bite... why don't you explore me a bit?" She invited. Or ordered. Either way, Matt wasn't taking any chances. Hesitantly, he placed a hand on the top of her head and scratched gently between her folded ears, pleasantly surprised at the softness of her fur. Xerasa let out a small churr of satisfaction as his fingers fondled and stroked her ears first, playing with the soft fur coating the outside, and the longer hair contained within. As Matt began to massage her neck, Xerasa smiled encouragingly at him. "There you go.... nice and easy." She muttered, her left paw joining her right on his chest as she renewed the sensual massage. She rested her soft brow against his cheek and straddled him entirely, her chest parallel to his as her forelegs rested on either side of his chest, her paws somehow never breaking contact with his skin. Matt began to knead and stroke her neck with both hands, genuinely beginning to enjoy the intimate contact as Xerasa slowly licked his neck and ear, rubbing his cheek with hers. He marveled at the softness of her fur as it slipped between his fingers, feeling her ribs expand and contract with each deep breath. After a few moments of this mutual stimulation, Xerasa grunted as he hit a knot in her shoulders, loosening it wonderfully. "Mmm, this is nice, but considering the intent of our arrangement, why don't you try some other places?" She suggested playfully, shooting him a teasing glance as her partially exposed claws traced over his chest, her tufted tail swinging lazily back and forth. Again, he wasn't sure if she was asking or commanding, but he had no intention of testing her goodwill. Swallowing back his trepidation, he allowed his fingers to slide down to her hips. "Warmer..." Xerasa growled playfully, nipping his shoulder as he scratched the outside of her hind legs, running the crook of his palm and thumb along the outside of her sinewy haunches. To assist his mind in dispelling his remaining hesitation, he rationalised that she was merely a large queen in heat, and he was sating her urges manually to keep her from yowling. With this new premise, he began his stroking and fondling anew. Growing bolder, Matt stroked and squeezed the junction of her body and hind legs, pinching the pliable skin between his fingers. As her legs twitched and dipped in response, Xerasa let out a pleasured sigh, which then turned to a gasp as Matt slipped his hand suddenly to her creamy underbelly and brushed her pert, firm teats. Her gaze became one of unfocused lust as Matt's strong digits pulled, kneaded, teased, and stroked her wonderfully sensitive buds between his fingers, her whiskers twitching as shudders ran through her lithe form. As Matt continued, he glanced up at her pleasure-stricken expression, her eyes now half-closed as she panted. "Mmm, That's nice..." She whispered, her tongue running over her chops slowly, grunting as he hit a particularly sensitive spot near her groin, arching her back as she gently butted Matt's forehead with hers. As much as he hated to admit it, Matt found the whole situation quite arousing. The soft, sensual, filtered light of the moon worked in concert with the flickering light of the still-burning candle, illuminating her sleek, predatoristic form, the pure animalistic lust in her response to his every touch. He loved the silken feel of her velvety coat as it grazed and ground against his body, the tickling sensation of her nipples against his hands as they grew ever harder in concert with her arousal. Her warm, soothing breath as it carerssed his bare chest. Grasping her loose folds of skin on her belly in both hands, he squeezed and fondled her wonderfully firm nipples, feeling her warm, quasi fur-less skin roll and stretch in his grasp. "OH! That's new..." Xerasa gasped in legitimate surprise at the foreign method of erotic stimulation. Swallowing back his last bit of lingering inhibition and dispelling the ludicrous imaginary premise, he traced one finger firmly along her row of stiffened, oversensitive teats, and onto the vessel of her lust. Xerasa's eyes snapped open with a low gasp at the sudden stimulation, her hips dipping violently in response. Jackpot. Matt thought with a hint of smug trimuph as he pressed his hand onto what he guessed was her vulva, rubbing it slowly and softly. "Ah.. Now we're getting somewhere..." Xerasa whispered into his ear, licking his neck and settling down such that her chest now rested against his. Her strong heartbeat resounded against Matt's chest, slightly elevated in response to her lust. Encouraged by her positive response, Matt placed a kiss on her cheek and nipped her ear as he began his massage of her nether lips with renewed vigor, feeling her warm natural lubrication leak onto his hand as her swollen lips parted as he rubbed his palm over her sensitive nethers. Xerasa's breathing grew deeper as she began to press back against the wonderfully stimulating pressure of his palm, shuddering as his fingertips brushed her anus. Desperately trying to clear her lust-addled thoughts, she mustered up the ability to speak through the pleasure spikes caused by his skillful ministrations. "Mm! Why don't you.. explore..." Her eyes half shut as a wave of ecstasy caused her words to stop in her throat. "Oh, hell with the clever phrases, put your fingers in me!" She gasped and panted, her hips beginning a frantic circular grind in concert with the motions of his palm. Matt grinned, thoroughly enjoying himself as he pecked her on the cheek. "With pleasure, milady." He whispered as he traced the outline of her plump vulva, gave it a gentle pinch, and then allowed his finger to slip between her lubricated folds. "Yessssss...." Xerasa drew out the last consonant as she shivered in response to the penetration. Reflexively, she squeezed his intruding digit tight, her finely conditioned inner walls constricting in a steady rhythm. Drops of the lioness's essence slicked down Matt's fingers as he began to slowly draw his finger back and forth, adding a slight upwards or downwards twist every now and again. Xerasa let out a long 'mm' as she grinned down at him, her chest beginning to heave with desire as he continued his attentions. His other hand, otherwise unoccupied, roamed about her haunches and belly, running up and over her whole body from back to front, making sure to pay equal attention to her ridged spine and her silken belly. Her tunnel felt warm and moist about his finger as he added his middle finger to the act, further stretching her tight opening, eliciting a murr of approval. As he redoubled his efforts, he noticed that her breathing had become more erratic, her mouth and brow twitching with intense concentration. Xerasa thrusted her hips against his hand in time with his pistoning fingers. The contours and ridges of his fingers hit all of the right places, pleasure spiking and sparking as his dexterous digits worked within her, twisting and tweaking wondrously within the warm confines of her body. She let out a hiss as Matt's other hand slid down her row of almost painfully hard nipples and joined his occupied digits in their incessant assault on her love canal as he skillfully twisted, pinched and rubbed her overstimulated vessel, squeezing them around his fingers as he sped up his pace. Throughout his services, Matt had noticed a strange flap of firm skin within her tunnel rubbing against his knuckle as he moved his fingers. Acting on a hunch, he pulled his fingers back until they were barely penetrating her most sensitive place. Xerasa immediately glanced down at him in an irritated fashion. Smirking up at her, Matt suddenly flicked the sensitive nub with the tip of his index finger. Xerasa's reaction was both priceless and immediate, her quivering hips buckling in response to the overstimulating action. Chuckling triumphantly, Matt then began his finger's pounding anew, his right hand's index finger stimulating her clitoris vigorously. Gasping and grunting in response to the sudden sensory deluge, Xerasa's gaze was one of wide-eyed and unfocused bewilderment. Her head raised as her tongue lolled out of her mouth, her hips bucking and rocking automatically. She wasn't quite sure where she was, all of reality consisted of the smooth sliding sensation between her legs, and the cresting tsunami of ecstasy boiling within her loins. As Matt mercilessly flicked, rubbed, and massaged the source of her pleasure, a coherent thought managed to work it's way through the lust-fogged recesses of her brain. My GOD! I can't believe it! I haven't come this quickly in ye-.... eah.... ooh... "OH~" That was the last intelligible syllable she uttered as the dam broke within her. Gasping and barking out short mewling roars, she collapsed atop Matt, shuddering and growling as a cold wave of electric bliss broke over her for a spilt second, and then her climax thundered over her, claiming every nerve, every fiber, every thought, the searing wave of euphoric release purging her of all coherent thought and identity. Her curdled yowl signaled her titanic climax, her claws tore furrows in the already tattered fabric of the mattress on either side of Matt's head. For a split second, she ceased to exist, and there was only sweet, blissful orgasm. A few moments later, when she opened her eyes, Matt was staring at her with a mixture of concern and unease. She smiled at him through half-closed eyes, still woozy from her recent release. Xerasa chuckled as she licked Matt's brow, settling onto his chest and resting her head next to his. She lifted her hips and let out a small hum of pleasure as he removed his lubrication-sodden fingers from within her, a trail of juices dripping from her twitching opening. Matt brought his hand around to his front, and gave it and experimental sniff, his nose wrinkling at the foreign scent. Giggling, Xerasa grabbed his hand and began to sensuously lick it, cleaning her fluids from his skin as she bathed and sucked his fingers dry. As she did this, Matt began to stroke her neck and ears, eliciting a satisfied purring from the tawny predator. After a gratuitously erotic dip onto his hand, she pulled her head back and broke the seal of her lips with a pop, smiling at him as she settled onto his chest. "After that, I owe you one hell of a ride." She quipped, still out of breath from the powerful release that he had been so kind to give her. "I really needed that." Not trusting herself to stand, she opted instead to shift off of his body, plopping down beside Matt with a satisfied grunt, reaching around his chest and pulling him close. After a moment of silence, only broken by their breathing, she cleared her throat. "Well, technically speaking, our arrangement is complete. We can just go to sleep and I'll lead you back in the morning, or~" She cut herself off as she felt a prodding against her hind leg. A low purr escaped her throat as she licked her lips. "Ah, I see you're not finished, eh?" She murred at him as she slid her paw down his exposed midriff and circled the bulge in his pants lazily with a claw. Matt rubbed the back of his neck as he turned to face her, planting a kiss on her nose before putting his arms around her. He chuckled into the fur on her neck as he nipped her nape playfully. She purred at him as she pulled back and planted a long lick across his chest, gazing at him sensuously as she licked and kissed his chest. "I believe I owe you something for the kindness that you showed me." She murred at him as the slow, massaging licks traveled ever lower, her wonderfully warm and rough tongue stimulating Matt's fair skin. As her thick tongue played over his skin, Matt shuddered at the foreign but incredibly arousing contact, reaching down to stroke her soft cheeks, her thick whiskers slipping through his fingers. A new fiery column of lust flared up within Xerasa as the faint smell of her own natural lubrication filled her nostrils, causing her to accelerate the path of her erotic licks and nips. She forced herself to calm down as, while she gripped the waistband of his wrinkled jeans, her claws inadvertently poked into his side, making him yelp in surprise. "Sorry, sorry!" She apologized profusely, kissing his navel apologetically. Matt glanced down at her with a raised eyebrow, and then settled back into the tattered fabric as she returned to her previous task, sighing as she blew a soothingly warm stream of air onto the small pinpricks in his skin. Although her claws and pads were anything but precision instruments, she faired quite well in removing the second to last obstruction to her goal. Matt lifted his hips first, and then his legs as Xerasa removed his pants and flung them nonchalantly to the side. Her excitement mounted as she hooked his undergarments with her fangs, her warm breath washing over his waist and groin and down his thigh as she slowly drew the last obstacle away, allowing his member to spring free from it's fabric containment. Glancing down at his exposed instrument, she applauded facetiously with her paws. "You're a sight larger than the pumas, I'll tell you that much." She jokingly assured him, legitimately impressed with his size. The tempo of Matt's heart began to accelerate as she leaned in, feeling a whisker brush over the head of his oversensitive organ. Her breath alternately cooled and warmed his member as she sniffed it curiously. Matt let out a groan as she placed a long exploratory lick up the underside, lightly touching his scrotum before traveling upwards. Her tongue was broad, warm, wet and rough as it slowly began to play across his most sensitive organ. He couldn't help but make soft grunts and 'oohs' as the sensory assault played on, Xerasa increasing the speed of her strokes as she added kisses and soft puffs of air into the mix. Her broad tongue lifted his loose testicles as long, slow strokes washed over his scrotum, causing him to gasp at the prickling sensation as the surface of her tongue pulled at the small hairs below. Inspiration striking, she pulled one of his testicles into her mouth and began to suckle on it, rolling it about and ever so gently allowing it to graze her ivory fangs. The effect was instantaneous, Matt letting out a groan as he threw his head back, his erection even firmer than before. To change her angle of assault, Xerasa released his testis and stepped over him, such that her hindlegs straddled his head. Matt stared up at the still-dripping junction of her hindlegs, groaning as she first placed a kiss on the head of his member, and then enveloped it in her moist maw. Her slick lips felt amazing as they sealed around his rod, nestled within the moist heat of her oral cavity. As she began to moved her head slowly up and down, she swirled her tongue around the impressive object occupying her mouth, the roughness lessened by the consant lubrication of her saliva. Forcing himself back into control, Matt parted the soaked fur on her back legs as he curiously examined her vulva. Although it was hard to see in the soft light, he could make out a black, oval shaped portion of swollen, dripping flesh nestled in her golden fur, her copious lubrication lending the smooth skin a glossy shine. Xerasa let out a little coo as he parted it, exposing her delicate pink labia, her vagina flexing in response to his touch. Acting on a lust-influenced whim, Matt grasped her haunches and pulled her hips down to his face, placing a quick lick across her still sensitive vulva, her tangy juices coating his tongue. Xerasa pulled off of his member with a gasp in reaction to this, ducking her head to glance back at him between her splayed front legs. After allowing herself a shudder as his small, nimble tongue dance between her sodden folds, she sucked his erection into her mouth again, allowing it to contact the roof of her mouth as she bobbed her head up and down, locking her lips around the base of his shaft. Matt's actions grew more bold as he buried his face in her hindquarters, grazing her vulva with his teeth and sucking on her folds, all the while alternately thrusting his tongue into her tunnel or running it up and down her slit, eliciting muffled moans of ecstasy from Xerasa's occupied mouth. As his actions grew more frenzied, so did hers, her tongue undulated along the top of his shaft as she continued to bob her golden head up and down. Matt's hips bucked as bolt of pleasure struck through him in response to a new form of stimulation, as Xerasa began to rub his thigh with a paw. Feeling the pressure of his orgasm approaching quicker than he'd like, Matt decided to push his attack, enveloping the entirety of her vulva into his mouth and sucking on it hard, flicking her clitoris and brushing her labia, rivulets of her juices slicking down his chin, mixed with his saliva. Xerasa's hips began to shake as she, too was shoved closer to her own release. What began as a slow, sensual mutual stimulation became a frenzied race to pleasure one another to the ultimate goal of their actions. Matt's breathing became more and more labored, grunting as he kissed and suckled her folds, moving his head about as he twisted his tongue and lips over her essence, his nostrils blasting puffs of air over her soaking rump, trying anything to distract his pleasure-addled brain from the amazing suction provided by his talented partner. Xerasa, in turn, was also heaving and puffing, her brow beginning to tremble and twitch as it always did when her moment of release neared, waves of pleasure emanating from her loins as Matt's strong hands gripped and squeezed her narrow, sinewy hips, his tongue driving her mad as it mercilessly battered her will to hold on. As if they were linked in spirit, both of their chests began to rise and fall all the more rapidly, their motions becoming more urgent, their eyes squeezed shut as their mutual building bliss forced muted moans from their occupied mouths. Xerasa's heavy, rapid breathing bathed Matt's thighs with cold bursts from her flared nostrils as she bobbed her head furiously, faster and faster as her quivering thighs began to spasm and tighten, her belly going taught as a drawn bow as she desperately fought the surges of pleasure slamming through her body like tidal waves against a crumbling cliff. As Matt's tongue drove deep into her tunnel and he ever so slightly flicked her aching clit, a cold shock ran through her body, and time seemed to slow. In that instant, one coherent thought ran through her mind: Shit. ~ "MMMMMM!!" She screamed into his groin as her climactic release caused her legs to go weak, but she kept standing somehow, shoving her head all the way down and taking his member deep into her throat. Matt's face was instantly flooded with her fluids as her muscles tensed to the maximum, she whimpered like a cub as she ground her rump into his face, desperately trying to force his tongue deeper as she moaned out her climax. It was magnificent, colors from every point of the spectrum exploded before her eyes as shocks and bolts of pure bliss coursed through her veins. As the euphoria faded, She felt Matt's member twitching within her mouth as he let out increasingly strained moans. Grinning evilly, Xerasa redoubled her efforts, attacking his member with the same intensity that he did her folds. Sucking with all her might, she drew her sealed lips up his broad shaft at an agonizingly slow pace, all the while working her rough tongue over and over within her mouth, gleefully listening to his incoherent pleading as his grip on her haunches tightened. Suddenly, she shoved her head all the way down such that his tip entered her throat, and she began to swallow and suck simultaneously, her throat closing around the head of his penis. Matt didn't stand a chance. He yelled her name as the pressure in his loins burst forth, his testicles tightening as a torrent of his seed bathed the back of her throat. Xerasa let out a small gag at the unexpected amount, but soon relaxed and allowed it to flow down her throat, taking it in stride. Matt continued to moan and thrash about as his member finally stopped it's flexing and the stream ceased. Purring contentedly onto his member, Xerasa mimicked her previous action and locked her lips tightly about his shaft, sucking as she moved upwards and placing a final kiss on the top of his still-firm organ. Wobbling on unsure legs, she turned about and flopped onto her back beside him, spent for the time being. Both partners gazed up blankly, the silence in the room was broken only by their still-labored breathing and the occasional breathy giggle from Xerasa. Matt shifted to face his gorgeous lioness partner, his eyes still wide from the intense experience. "You were incredible." He whispered to her, stroking her muzzle with a smile. Xereasa purred at him, placing a lick on his nose. "You weren't too bad yourself, shiny. Are you part chameleon?" Matt chuckled at her ridiculous question, pulling her in for a hug. Matt felt Xerasa'a body tense up as he embraced her, noticing that she didn't reciprocate his action. He was shocked when she pulled away brusquely, leaping off the bed and padding over to the window, staring out into the misty night. With a rustle of fabric, Matt stood up, suddenly very cold as he slowly walked to her side. "Is... anything wrong, Xerasa?" For a moment, she didn't answer, then the faintest of whispers escaped her lips. "What was that?" Matt asked, leaning in and placing a hand on her shoulder. Xerasa spun to face him as she yelled: "You're just going to have your fun and leave! Just like everyone else!" Matt could have sworn her voice was choked with tears. "Don't pretend like this means anything!" The pain and loneliness in her eyes tugged at Matt's heart as he knelt in front of her and placed his hands firmly on either side of her neck, locking her gaze. "Listen to me, Xerasa." He redirected her tear-misted gaze back to his as she began to look away. "I've only known you for a short time, but I think you're amazing. I'm still here. We've got all night. And..." He placed a kiss on her cheek. "Technically, you're incorrect in your assessment." Xerasa shot him a quizzical look. To which Matt chuckled and stroked her flanks as he replied: "We haven't made love yet." The quizzical look only deepened at this comment. "Made... love? What does that mean?" Her brow crinkled as she pondered the foreign phrase. Matt was surprised at her ignorance of tasteful ways of describing sex, but he decided to explain. Even if it does ruin the mood... He grumbled internally. "Um, well, basically, mating. We haven't mated yet." He felt kind of strange describing it as such, but he had no choice. Understanding dawned across Xerasa's expression as she nodded. "I see. But, what does that have to do with anything?" She queried, a little bit more calm. "Well, this can't be a 'hit and quit' if I never 'hit', ya get it?" Matt explained, shifting to sit next to her, shivering at the feeling of the cold floor on his buttocks. Xerasa seemed to comprehend, and then the ramifications of what he was proposing dawned on her. "Are... are you saying that you'd find the concept of us... not mating.... acceptable?!" Matt had to bite his lip to stop himself from laughing aloud at her comically incredulous tone and expression. Forcing back a laugh, he answered. "Yes. Have you ever had somebody just hold you and listen to you talk?" He asked, reaching an arm around her shoulder and giving her a squeeze. Xerasa just stared at Matt, dumbfounded. "Um... no." Matt stood and motioned to the bed. "Well, it's high time that you experienced that." He declared, leading her over to the mattress. Xerasa hopped onto the torn bed, and as she settled onto her side, Matt looked in the dusty closet for a comforter. After shaking the dust (and possibly a small animal) out of the ancient bundle of fabric, he spread it gently over the bed, being careful not to cover Xerasa's head. After he had done so, he slipped under the blanket and moved to her side, pulling her into a loose hug. Lying under the blanket together, both didn't say a word. Matt cleared his throat and decided to initiate the exchange. "So, here's how this works. I ask you what your story is, and then I don't talk until you're finished." He stated matter-of-factly, smiling as his hand brushed her chin and cheek. Xerasa shrugged in a non-committal way and took a deep breath. "Ok." She paused for a few moments; she seemed to be mustering the courage to speak. After a few moments of silence, she began. "I wasn't 'born' in the traditional sense of the word. I was created in what I heard was called a 'lab'." Yeah, the whole 'talking' thing was kinda of a dead giveaway on that point. Matt snickered internally, but then forced himself to focus as Xerasa continued. "When I was a cub, I was never touched. I spent all of my time in front of glowing screens they called 'computers'." Her brow furrowed as she tried to remember. "At first, all it showed me were basic things. Balls, triangles, letters, that sort of thing. Then, as I got older they started to teach me words by talking to me. I remember a big voice coming from everywhere at once, explaining things and making me repeat after it for hours on end. All of my meals were served from a tray that slid out from the wall. Finally, when I was about a year old, they let me out into my enclosure." She smiled faintly as a fond memory crossed her mind. "Ah... my first look at the sky. It was so massive, so blue. The breeze scared me at first, because I didn't know that air was supposed to move." She giggled, snuggling closer to Matt as she reminisced, closing her eyes and recalling the sense of wonder that permeated her young mind, the slick, cool feeling of the dew-dampened grass beneath her feet as the blades slipped between her pads, the cool breeze caressing her face. The sweet aroma of the morning air filling her nose, the stimuli swirling together in a wonderful bouquet of foreign and exciting scents. "There were other animals in the spaces next to me. All kinds of them! It was all so exciting..." She shook herself out of her reverie and continued her tale. "The next few months were fun, I got to play outside, and I finally was able to meet one of my caretakers. They told me that they had a special friend for me." Matt saw her golden eyes begin to mist up as she continued. "My mate. He and I were very close, and he was VERY skilled when it came to... making love." She grinned at him wryly as she said this, Matt rolling his eyes in response. "My life was going wonderfully, then, one day, I heard a bunch of loud noises from outside. I ran through my door, and saw that they were pulling the animals out of their cages." Anger flashed in her eyes as she continued. "Said that we were 'going for a walk'. My caretaker put my leash on and walked me through the forest. I didn't know where we were going, until I a horrible smell reached my nose." Her black, pink-speckled nose wrinkled as if the scent was filling her nostrils again. "Blood. There was a huge pit, filled with the other animals. I played along, until the last minute. I turned around and pounced onto his chest, slamming him to the ground and snarling at him. I asked him why he was doing this, what we did wrong." A tear trickled down her cheek as she swallowed back a sob, prompting Matt to hold her closer. "He said something about 'illegal' and 'lost funding' and 'end of our careers', and then he tried to stab me." She grinned fiercely as she paused. "He didn't get the chance. I ran back as quickly as I could, shouting for my mate, hoping I would find him." She buried her golden head in his chest. "He had tried to escape, and they shot him. He was suffering so badly..." She choked as the vivid image of his bloodstained mane filled her mind, smelling his fear and hearing his gasping, desperate breaths. Shaking her head, she continued. "I got to say goodbye to him, at least." Matt kissed the top of her head, rubbing her ears and neck as he listened. "I ran away, far away, until I found this place. It was mostly deserted, apparently some conspiracy theorist had discovered the facility and threatened to expose them. Hence the ghost town." She drew a shaky breath, pulling him close to her as she settled in, his smooth skin warm against her fur. "And here we are." Matt kissed her atop her head once more and held her close, stroking her soft pelt and doing his best to comfort her as he processed the heavy exposition. "I'm so sorry, honey." He spoke softly in to her ear, his chin resting on her head. "But I'm not like those guys, I'm not going to betray you. I'll be here until at least the morning." He gave her a hard squeeze as if to reassure her of his presence. "And I'm not gonna let go." He felt Xerasa's fur slide against his chest as she lifted her head to look at him, staring sadly up into his eyes. "What about after tomorrow?" She whispered, nuzzling his chin with her nose. "Will I ever see you again?" Matt smiled at her, stroking her cheek as he answered. "Yes. If all goes well, I'll be moving out here." His smile disappeared as quickly as it had come. "I just don't know when. I need land, and land's expensive." Xerasa's smile brightened as something flashed to the forefront of her mind. "OOH! Lemme up a second!" She insisted, scooting back out of his arms. "Oh, sure. You gotta do what you gotta do." Matt quipped with a grin as he rolled onto his side. Xerasa shot him a deadpan glance after she had stepped off of the bed, rolling her eyes. 'Not for THAT , dumbass." She padded over to the closet, batting it open with a claw and ruffling around in the interior, apparently looking for something. She returned to the bed dragging something that appeared to be heavy. "I think that this should be helpful." Matt hesitantly rose and zipped open the bag, thinking: Please don't be a body, please don't be a body, please do~ Holy.... His jaw dropped at the contents of the case. Stacks of random bills bulged from the wrinkled duffel bag, filling it to the brim. It was loose, but still, it was quite a bit of money. "Where... HOW did you get all this money?!" He asked incredulously, taking a fistful of it and allowing it to flutter down into the bag. Xerasa shrugged. "Like I said, I was bored. So made a game of finding as much of that stuff as I could." Her brow wrinkled as she thought back to her searches. "You'd be shocked at how many people had their entire life's savings inside their mattresses." Matt was still speechless at the sudden turn of events. "Xerasa! This is incredible!" He shouted happily, surprising her with a hug. "With this, I don't even have to worry about that freaking bonus!" Xerasa returned the hug with the same enthusiasm, snuggling her head onto his shoulder. Matt pulled away excitedly, patting her shoulder as plans already began whirring about in his head. He enthusiastically began to count the dirty, wrinkled bills, stacking and straightening them. Xerasa sat close and watched him neatly sort the money into piles, mentally noting the amounts. He let out a triumphant shout as he came to his final figure. " 75,000 dollars!" He shouted, pounding the floor with an open hand. Xerasa stared at him for a second, and then let out a belated: 'Yay?', allowing the tone to raise slightly at the end in a non-committal way. "If you need more, there's also a bunch of jewelry in there." A smirk crossed her face as she rolled her eyes. "'Safety deposit box', my ass." Matt pulled her into another hug, this time squeezing her tight. "Thank you, Xerasa." He whispered to her as he stroked her head and back, scratching her soft golden fur. "I promise that I'll come back for you." Xerasa's eyes misted up as he embraced her, slipping a paw around his body and pulling him close, leaning into him with a sigh. "I know you will. But..." She placed a long lick from his shoulder, along the side of his neck, and over his ear, pulling at his hair. "You haven't left yet. And I'm still not satisfied..." She placed a paw onto his chest and pushed him over lightly, the cold floor shocking his bare skin. She stepped over him and began to lick his chest, her front paws straddling his head. After a few moments of this, she stepped off of him and glanced over her shoulder as she sauntered towards the bed, her sinewy hips swaying as she flicked her tail up. Her dripping vent was even fuller than before, droplets of moisture beading between her slick black lips, gathering at the bottom of her slit as her desire flared up once again. With a playful growl, she jumped onto the bed, settling onto her belly as she raised her hips and moved her tail to the side, all the while shooting a smoldering look over her shoulder and licking her chops. She giggled as Matt stared, transfixed by her seductive actions. "Well, are you going to mate me from way over there?" She raised an eyebrow as she swayed her hips lazily, resting on the pads of her hind legs as she shifted her weight from pad to pad. "You're big, granted, but let's be reasonable." M att laughed aloud at this, breaking him out of his reverie as he forced himself to tear his gaze from her beautiful, shapely haunches. He made his way over to the bed and sat beside her, cupping her face in his hands and placing a kiss on her nose. Xerasa closed her eyes as he moved his lips to the top of her muzzle and planted a little peck there, purring as he moved to her brow, his hands rubbing her cheeks, ears, and neck as he showered her with quick kisses. Matt placed his brow against hers, still scratching her golden hide lightly. Matt sat up suddenly, inspiration striking. "Xerasa, have you ever mated face to face?" Xerasa's expression changed to one of bewilderment. "Ummm.... No." She replied, surprised by the strange concept. "Is that possible?" Matt chuckled at her question, and then nodded, kissing between her ears and hugging her tightly. "It is now." He whispered into her quivering ear, placing a nip on at it's base. Xerasa shuddered at his animalistic action, and then looked up at him, waiting for instructions. "So... how do we go about doing this? Do I..." Matt placed a finger on her lips, smiling at her, and then scratched her beneath her chin. "I'll move you. Just go with it." Xerasa shrugged and relaxed as he began to situate her body. She felt a bit odd as Matt gently pushed her onto her side, and then onto her back, her paws cycling in the air before she felt as though she were balanced. Matt lifted the front of her body gently and placed a few pillows beneath her head and shoulders for support. Glancing down her chest at him, she raised an eyebrow. "Now what? Do I do something, Or...." Matt kissed her belly gently, reaching behind him and grasping the blanket before moving atop her and covering them both with the dusty fabric. "This is all about you. You just lie back at let me take care of everything. If you don't like something, just lemme know." He whispered to her, rubbing her chest soothingly, feeling her heartbeat softly through her firm ribcage. Xerasa closed her eyes and let out a long purr as his hands slipped over her creamy fur and over her nipples, lightly caressing her soft belly. Matt loved the way she squirmed as he kissed her neck lightly, starting at the crook of her jaw and making his way down to her shoulder, all the while never ceasing his massage of her teats. After nuzzling her chest, he moved to her belly, slipping further down her lithe body to continue his sensual foreplay, feeling her soft wisps of fur tickle his cheeks and nose. Xerasa giggled softly as he took one of her pert nipples into his mouth, gasping as he nipped it lightly and suckled on it. He sucked on it hard and squeezed it between his front teeth with moderate force, eliciting a growl from Xerasa. Matt jerked his head upwards worriedly, looking up at her to see if he had harmed her. A sultry gaze met him as she grinned. "Don't you dare stop, Matt." She ordered breathlessly, playfully pushing his head back onto her belly. Encouraged by her reaction, Matt continued his foreplay where he left off, taking the pinkish nubbin of flesh between his lips once more. Matt loved the feeling of the firm flesh between his teeth, savoring her reaction as he rolled it about and teased her with his tongue. After a few moments, he repeated this action on the adjacent nipple, this time swirling it about with his tongue after pulling it into his mouth. As he made his way down her teats, he loved how her chest began to rise and fall with greater force as her breathing deepened, punctuated by an occasional giggle as he nipped, licked, and teased her teats. As his tongue jumped from one to the other, his fingers remained busy pinching and massaging the teats he had already serviced, ensuring that he milked as much pleasure from her as possible. Matt's face was flushed with arousal by the time he reached the small, sparsely-haired area of her belly at the crook of her hind legs and body where her smaller nipples were nestled. Taking advantage of the pliable skin and relative lack of fur, he opted to take the nipple and the surrounding loose, sensitive skin into his mouth, kneading it with his lips, biting gently, and suckling hard. Xerasa threw her head back with a gasp, her ears red-hued with desire as she placed a paw atop his slightly bobbing head, teasing his brown hair and running it between her pads. Xerasa's heartbeat had slowly begun to increase as Matt had been wending his way further down her shivering belly, feeling his lips drag across her fur and skin at a deliciously slow pace. Her head snapped back as she felt him place a lick between her tiny, compact teats between her legs, traveling down until he just barely touched the base of her vulva. Sparks of pleasure arced from wherever he opted to kiss or touch, every nerve seemed to be acutely aware of every bit of contact as he nipped her hyper-sensitive skin. Matt nuzzled her folds with his nose, a bit of her lubrication leaking onto the tip as her vulva parted. "Matt...I..." Xerasa gazed at him pleadingly over her heaving chest, her hind legs twitching in response to his touch. Matt's own arousal had not been idle, either. His member was already at full attention, almost painfully so. Slowly, he crawled back so that he could lie face-to-face with her, savoring the sliding sensation of her firm teats against his belly and chest. Soon, his hips were in line with hers, nestled between her splayed hind legs, Xerasa let out a little gasp as she felt his glans brush her nether lips, Matt shuddered at the heat emanating from her vessel. Matt locked her gaze with a compassionate look, smiling down at her as he stroked her chest and brow as he enjoyed the close contact. "Now, then. Are you sure you want this?" He asked gently, running his fingers over her ears and folding them in his hand gently, running the soft, silky fur through his fingers. Xerasa nodded jerkily, awkwardly thrusting her hips upwards to rub against his erect shaft, eliciting a gasp from Matt as her soft fur bristled against the head of his organ. "Yes... More than anything." Xerasa was shocked at how pathetic her voice sounded. Damn. I must be really pent up. She chuckled internally as Matt kissed her brow, closing her eyes and pressing her head back up into his kiss. Smiling reassuringly all the while, Matt reached down and lined his member up with her dripping entrance, shuddering as he felt her folds part subtly. Xerasa quivered at the small penetration, but soon recovered and smiled up at him. "I'm ready." She murmured to him breathlessly, brushing his cheek with a paw. Matt captured it in his hand and gave it a kiss, nodding at her as he slowly began his first gentle push. Xerasa's mouth dropped open in a silent moan as his glans entered her, stretching her labia as he crossed her vestibule. She couldn't believe how big he was in comparison to to other lovers she had taken. Meanwhile, Matt had stopped partially due to consideration for her, but also in reaction to her volcanic heat, deliciously warm around his member. Her vulva twitched in time with her heartbeat, her copious lubrication dampening the head of Matt's member as it rested between her gorgeous nethers. Shuddering with anticipation, Xerasa nodded again, signaling her readiness. As Matt dropped his hips further, he felt her tight circle of flesh constrict around his glans as it slipped through, squeezing sporadically as each twitch allowed him to penetrate her further still. A shudder ran though him as the squeezing ring of her entrance popped over the base of his glans, causing a delicious tingle as her canal immediately began assaulting his intruding shaft with squeezes and twitches. Tired of waiting, Xerasa awkwardly wiggled a bit and thrusted her hips upwards, each constriction and relaxation allowing his member to slip in further. Xerasa grunted as the discomfort began to fade, replaced by a soothing feeling of completion as his organ penetrated a bit more. Feeling as though she was ready, Xerasa suddenly bucked her hips upwards, letting out a hiss as the remaining inches slammed into her convulsing canal. Matt doubled over with a groan, burying his face in her chest as he gripped the sheets on either side of her head, ecstacy thundering over his defined body as the wonderful warmth of her tunnel eneveloped him entirely in its loving embrace, each squeeze pulling a gasp from him as the overwhelming pressure compressed his penis. Xerasa's eyes had widened in blissful shock after he had hilted within her depths, staring up at him as a cub would, a small smile crossed her face as her wonderstruck expression turned to one of pleasure. His head still buried in the soft fur of her chest, Matt pulled his hips back slowly, gripping the sheets ever tighter, the wonderfully snug confines of her canal tugged at him as he moved. A pleasure-fueled shudder shook him as her warm flesh slid against his overstimulated organ. Stopping his regress just before he slipped out, he began to thrust slowly into her again, this time with slightly less resistance. He let out a shuddering moan as he slid within her once more to the hilt, feeling her tight lips squeeze around his base, his scrotum warm as it rested against her rump. Xerasa let out a shuddering breath as he moved, slipping a paw up over his belly and chest, roaming his skin with her soft pads, her claws lightly tracing over his skin, the contact causing an arousing tingling as they just barely made contact with his skin. Matt kept up his agonizingly slow pace, savoring the searing heat of her tunnel, relishing each shudder, breathing in her scent as he kissed her chest, sweat beading on his forehead as their conjoined pleasure mounted. Back, almost out, and forward to the hilt. Back, a littler faster this time, and forward with just a bit more authority. With each motion, her wonderfully stretched vessel accommodated him a bit more, allowing his speed to increase. Xerasa's heart thundered within her chest as she felt the force of his penetration increase with each passing thrust, each descent of his hips onto hers moving her body a bit, causing a slight squeak from the decrepit bed. Luxuriously, she arched her back and began to let out little mewls as her body began to rock back and forth across the bed in concert with his thrusts, pressing one front paw against his chest as a sudden stab of pleasure caused her to shiver with a purring giggle. As his speed increased all the more, Xerasa looked back up at him to lock his gaze with hers, cupping his flushed cheek with a warm paw as her alluring expression of bliss spurred Matt's attentions further. Shifting his weight, Matt dropped to his elbows so that his belly rested against hers, covering her paw with his hand and slipping his fingers between her sensitive pads, squeezing her paw with greater force as a wonderful clench from her silken depths sent him reeling as the increased pressure milked his member. Their desire swelled as their actions became all the more urgent, Matt allowed quiet grunts to escape his clenched teeth as sweat slicked off of his brow and onto her neck, dampening her fur. Matt savored the experience, her delightfully hard teats and belly fur tickled his navel as his belly pressed into hers, the friction generated by his skin against her fur warmed his body. Beneath the blanket, their writhing forms cast dancing shadows against the surrounding walls, the ever flickering candle illuminating their intimate motions. Their lovemaking broke the utter silence of their surroundings, filling the room with a symphony of intimacy. Gasps, giggles, groans, subtle whispers of encouragement and pleasure were abundant, accompanied by the small squeaks of the bed's rusty springs, mixed with the counterpoint of heavy, heaving breaths and the wet percussive slaps originating from the rhythmic contact of their most intimate joining. Matt loved the feeling of Xerasa's damp fur rubbing and tickling his thighs each time his pelvis came to grind against hers, her chest rising from the bed as her back arched further. "Matt..." She murmured breathlessly, her lust-intoxicated expression almost made Matt come right then and there as her front paw joined the other in caressing his chest, kneading his skin in the manner of a kitten. "You're so.... soft." She slipped her paws around his neck, letting out a cry as a spike of pleasure slammed through her, causing her to pull him close. "I... I love you." She whispered, her voice heavy with arousal, her breathing deepening as she began to slam her hips into his with increasing urgency, surprising Matt with her aggressive motions. "I-AH Love you so-OH M-MUCH." Her breath quickened and deepened, Matt felt her sweat-soaked ribcage expand against his, feeling the drum-like pounding of her fluttering heart as her writhing form ground against his body. Matt groaned long and loud as her increased intensity nearly overpowered his will to hold back, but he soon regained control, determined to give her more than one peak during their time together. Xerasa's consciousness was a muddled haze of pleasure, sights, sounds, and touches melding into one beautiful sensation that transcended the physical. Every nerve was alight with thrumming pleasure, she acutely felt every square inch of his sizable equipment as it slipped back and forth in the embrace of her tightly constricting canal, his broad head hitting every spot ever-so-perfectly as it rubbed and stroked her sensitive inner flesh. Her heaving, panting breaths grew stronger as the pressure in her loins mounted, her fluids leaking from the tight seal of her vulva around his member. Her pleasure rapidly cresting, soft and low moans began to punctuate her gasps, which then became deeper and the moans louder, all the while her grip on his neck tightened, her rear legs quivered and spasmed as his hips steadily rose and fell between them. Before she knew how to react, Matt's broad tip brushed against the tight entrance of her cervix, and she had just enough time to take in one last deep breath as suddenly, a chill ran through her body as she drew in a shuddering breath. Sound seemed to stop, her nerves seemed to be malfunctioning. Before she could react to the puzzling sensation, her true orgasm slammed into her like a freight train. She cried out with a roar of ecstasy as the explosion of pleasure thrummed throughout her body, her rear legs straightening and pinwheeling as bliss overwhelmed her body, her tail pounding the bed and tickling Matt's legs and feet. The resulting pressure from the violent, rapid clenches of her vagina nearly crushed Matt's intrusion as it remained nestled within the confines of her massaging depths, eliciting a loud gasp from Matt as he desperately tried to hold on, squeezing his inner muscles as he frantically fought back his body's desire for release. As her quivering, shuddering body thrusted and rocked automatically, Xerasa cried out his name over and over as wave after wave of pure bliss crested and washed over her shivering body, hugging him tighter still as the aftershock of her titanic release began to quell, her rear legs slowly falling back to their original splayed position as her labored breathing began to slow. The last few streams of pleasure trickled through her body as Matt rose from her chest to meet her gaze, smiling down at her closed eyes and broad, wonderstuck smile. Her nethers were practically soaked with her secretions, dampening the base of her tail and the bed as small drips collected below their joined bodies. Her lightly closed eyes opened slowly, unfocused for a moment as she shook her head. After she had recovered a bit, she then she fixed her loving gaze with his, chuckling softly as she cupped his face with a paw. Matt leaned down and kissed her brow, resting his lips against her sweat-dampened fur for a moment, and then leaning his forehead against hers. "Did... did you?" She panted breathlessly, her unvoiced question present in her somewhat guilty expression. Matt let out a soft chuckle, stroking her neck and face. "No, but that's okay. We've got all night~AH!" He let out a surprised gasp as she lightly pressed her teeth into his shoulder in a passionate love bite, purring as she teased his skin with her fangs. "You're going to cum." She whispered, her voice dripping with a vaguely threatening tinge, lasciviously licking his skin and savoring the salty aftertaste of the sweat, moving her mouth to his ear. "I owe you more than I've ever owed anyone before. You're the only one who's ever gave a damn about me beyond my ability to crouch and moan." Tears began to sting her eyes as the lust-tinged tone dropped suddenly, replaced by a near panicked pleading. "Please let me make you happy. Please don't be disappointed." Matt stared down at her, shocked as he heard the imminent tears in her voice. Her lower lip trembling, she looked up at him through her misty eyes and whispered as she touched his cheek. "Please don't leave." Smiling compassionately, Matt kissed her brow and shushed her as he stroked her muzzle, wiping away her tears with his thumb. "Xerasa... I'm not disappointed." He spoke, his voice soft and reassuring. "I barely know you, but I already love you. And as time goes on, I'll love you even more." He kissed her brow once more, resting his nose on her muzzle. "But as I said before, we're not done." Now it was his turn to exhibit his best seductive charm. Which wasn't very good, judging by the resulting laugh from his leonine partner as she lay beneath him. "Honey, stick with looking pretty. Leave the suggestive banter to me." S he giggled as she pushed her hips into his, reminding him of their connection with a quick, firm squeeze. After recovering from the action, Matt cocked his head as Xerasa's expression changed again, her pupils dilating as her ears folded back, a low growl emanating from her throat. Matt's eyebrow raised as he chuckled nervously. "Uhh... Xerasa?..~OOF!" Suddenly, Matt was on his back as Xerasa grasped him and roughly forced him over, never breaking their connection. Placing her front pads on his sternum, she circled her hips slowly, licking her lips as his firmness rubbed about within her, stimulating her clit and walls equally. Matt groaned as her slick tunnel twisted and clenched around his ever-stiffening member, but he was able to form a question through the sensory assault. "But... Where did you learn..." Xerasa laughed, shivering and savoring his thick length as it filled her nicely. "TV, dumbass. There are channels that display your mating habits quite well, albeit somewhat unrealistically. I'm a quick learner." She sighed as she settled her pelvis down further, feeling him sink ever deeper. She playfully tapped her head. "Experiment, remember?" Dropping the playful nonchalance, she reverted to her original state of predatory seduction. "Now then, Matt. You've already 'made love' to me, and that was nice in its own regard. However!" Her gaze hardened as her voice dropped to a licentious whisper, bringing her face close to his. "Now I want you to MATE me. No kisses, no feelings, no nothing. The last time was all about me, now it's all about you." As her lustful tirade continued, she began to slowly raise and lower her hips, her tail twitching back and forth as her entrance squeezed around him, her lips rubbing his length as it spread her opening gloriously, her speed ever increasing. As her hips undulated, she snarled down at him, Matt's expression was halfway between terrified and lust-consumed. Xerasa's desire was flaring up at an extraordinary rate, her arousal spurred by her dominant position. She began to gasp and moan as her motions became even more frenzied, her brow twitching as her mouth was locked in a snarling expression of utter bliss. "I want you to cum so hard that you'll forget who you are!" She punctuated her statement with a rough slam of her hips, pushing her closer to the cliff of release upon which she had been tottering precariously. "WHERE you are!" Another slam rocked the bed, ever closer, she felt herself begin to shake and shudder. "And WHAT you are!" Matt let out a yell as she slammed her shapely hips into his repeatedly, gasping, panting, and practically screaming. "MATE ME!!!" Hearing herself yell that phrase was the last straw. Xerasa cried out and practically sobbed her partner's name as her orgasm mercilessly ravaged her senses, causing her to collapse atop him as she plunged over the precipice of her release, becoming swallowed up in the current of her torrential release. Matt simply hung on for dear life as his organ was assailed by the crushing compressions of her canal, almost painfully tugging at his sensitive skin. Matt felt as though he wasn't in control of his body as the euphoric response to the violent lovemaking spurred a white-hot flame of lust, tapping into an feral, wild side of his character that he had never felt before. He pulled his feet closer to his body and yanked her into a crushing embrace as he began to thrust into her twitching, squeezing opening, their joined fluids practically spraying out with each slap. Rocking forward to a sitting position, her splayed legs went to either side of Matt's hips as Xerasa, who hadn't even recovered from her previous orgasm, forced herself to balance upright, her front legs limply hanging over his shoulders as her core worked tirelessly to counterbalance the relentless rapid upwards thrusting. Her rump was centered on his lap, her tongue hung out of her gaping mouth, harsh breaths interrupted by each impact of his rocking hips. As the electrifying sensation of her smooth tunnel massaged his pounding length, he noticed his own orgasm was approaching quickly, his stomach muscles twitching and tightening as he fought back his urge to boil over. In a lust-fueled rush of adrenaline, he grabbed Xerasa roughly, grasped her golden form tightly, and stood with a groan as his stiff legs protested the strain. He turned and lurched to the wall, slamming her back into the dilapidated plaster next to the bed as he shielded her head with a hand, flakes of the wall bouncing off of his cheeks. Sliding down from the resulting dent of her rough impact, Xerasa awkwardly braced herself against the headboard with a foreleg, her hind legs doing their best to lock against his hips. Matt leaned back to better support her weight and began his passionate pounding anew, letting a long moan slip as he moved deep within her Her dripping tunnel convulsing as his length ravaged her body, Xerasa grinned at him through her pleasure-prompted growls, thoroughly enjoying the foreign experience as her shoulderblades slammed rapidly into the wall in concert with his thrusts. Matt's brow furrowed as the pressure in his loins built up rapidly, his senses heightened as both partners barreled closer to their mutual goal with each wet slap of their intimate connection. Matt groaned softly as his oversensitive length felt every nuance of her wondrous tunnel, every ridge, every subtle turn, every squeeze was heightened a thousand fold as he stared into her beautiful golden eyes, tears of joy gathering in her lovestruck, pleasured gaze. Xerasa's claws shot out and scored deep troughs into the oak of the headboard as she felt the first warning of her imminent release, letting out a breathless lusty moan as she pressed her unoccupied paw into his chest. Matt's posture changed as his breathing deepened, leaning forward and sliding a hand over her teats to rub their tingling connection, then back up over her stiff teats and around her back to support her as his thrusts slowed in speed but grew more forceful and deep. Xerasa slid up the wall as he forced her back with his incessant thrusting, throwing her forelegs over his shoulders and pulling her brow to his as he massaged her hips, both ever nearing the point of no return as their eyes locked, their deep, heaving breaths synchronized as their mutual countdown ticked away with each motion . They writhed against the wall in the throes of passion, looking deeply into each others eyes, linked in mind and body, both gasping and desperately trying to reach their peaks simultaneously. As Matt's thrusts slowed all the more, his heartbeat thundered, turning into a muffled roar within his head, his whole body went taut as Xerasa drew in a shuddering breath. As their actions grew in intensity, the symphony of sensations swelled to a glorious crescendo. For one brief moment, all was quiet and peaceful, the painful buildup in his loins replaced by a light-headed feeling of euphoric relief as they drew in a shaky breath in unison, Xerasa's brow raised as her mouth opened in a silent moan as Matt's fingers clenched into her tawny, matted fur. As they floated above the world, lost in the shivers of the pre-release sensation, the moment seemed to last forever. Suddenly, Matt's tremendous climax brought him slamming back down to earth. Together their voices cried out in unison, a joyous exclamation of their achieved mutual bliss. Straining as he ground his hips into hers, Matt grunted and groaned out unintelligible syllables as he felt his member expand and convulse, his seed erupting within the confines of her squeezing depths, pouring his essence into her womb as he bit her shoulder in the midst of his release. Xerasa murmured 'Yes' over and over as she felt the warmth of his fluids coat her massaging walls, savoring the filling sensation as she rubbed his back, pushing her rump into his hips as her tail battered the inside of his legs as it whipped back and forth. Both partners gasped and panted as their frenzied grinding slowed, Xerasa felt herself sliding down the wall as Matt's fatigued legs gave out. Together, man and lioness collapsed sideways onto the bed, both partners completely spent as they lay panting on the rumpled, well-used bedspread. Still attempting to catch his breath, Matt laughed quietly, kissing Xerasa's nose and stroking her ears as he rolled such that she lay atop him once more. Xerasa giggled, then shuddered as she felt his softening length move within her still-tingling passage, letting out a little 'mmm' as she settled on top of his warm body, feeling a drizzle of his seed escape the seal of her opening. Snuggling further up his chest, she slipped a soft paw behind his neck, and stroked his cheek. For a long moment, their gazes locked, both still processing the mind-blowing experience. Suddenly, Xerasa lunged her head forward, pulling him into a passionate kiss. Matt let out a surprised 'MMF!' as her warm muzzle met his soft lips, but soon found himself succumbing to the contact, returning the act with evenly matched enthusiasm, her whiskers tickling his cheeks as her warm breath flowed into his nostrils. Their tongues danced and teased as the kiss continued, Matt nipping her black lower lip before locking his lips with hers as best he could. After a few long moments, the kiss broke as they both gasped, his nose resting against her muzzle as they both fought to control their breathing. "Xerasa.... you're beautiful, smart, and absolutely insane in bed..." Matt chuckled as he nuzzled her nose with his. "I couldn't have wished for a better companion." Xerasa fought back tears of joy as she nestled her head beneath his chin. Matt brough his arms around her and gently embraced her, savoring the sensation of her silky belly fur against his skin. "Nor could I..." She whispered, settling down and basking in the soothing waves of the afterglow. Joined at the hip, they lay together for a few minutes, not speaking, merely enjoying the touch of a lover. Matt kissed between her ears, running his thumb along her cheek as she brought her head up, but then looked confused at her expression. "What's up?~AH!" Matt started as she began to circle her hips in a serpentine manner, that dangerous seductive glint reappearing in her eyes. "Xer-Xerasa, I..." Matt gasped as his painfully sensitive member rolled in response to her sensual dance. Licking his neck, Xerasa chuckled. "Did I say we were done?" She asked coyly, squeezing her inner muscles around his hardening length. "Like you said, you'll be here all night." She whispered huskily into his ear. "I can sleep when I'm waiting for you to take me out of here. But in the meantime..." She shuddered as his shaft slowly expanded to it's former state, stiffening in response to her circling hips. "You've got a predator with a few months of frustration to sate." Her coy expression gave way to a silent 'ahh' as he began to match the motions of her hips with his. Matt laughed as his arousal shoved his fatigue aside, stroking her sinewy forelegs and tufted chest as her hips continued to rock slowly. "You're insane... but I love you anyway..." Matt grunted as she rode him ever harder, her sleek hanches rising and falling as his length stroked her deep within. "Ah! You haven't seen crazy yet..." She grinned, and then threw back her head with a growl as Matt dug his fingers into her flanks and began to pound her enthusiastically. As he watched the gorgeous lioness rock and sway atop his body, a fleeting thought crossed his mind: Thank God for bullshit errands...