Victorian balls in cruise ships
A wonderful commission for Nixes, dedicated to his loving mate.
Hey SF community! Here's something I really love to do, it's called a gift commission. This fella wanted me to write his mate a story, very nice and romantic, for Valentine's Day. This type of things seriously get to me, I really love to do them. It gives the stories a purpose, you know. Okay, too much talk, let's get to the point.
Again, this is an adult story. If you're under 18 then you can't read this (legally, of course)
ENJOY!
My name is Nixes, and this story is for my beautiful mate and wife, SerenityKage; the girl who lifts up my days and lights up my nights.
The massive ship received the small waves with the strength of a continent, barely moving in the morning Caribbean Sea. I was out of the room, waiting impatiently for the package to arrive. I had given them very precise instructions regarding the delivery of this very important package. My sensitive ears picked up some sound at my right, and sure enough there he was, pushing the small room service car. I thanked him for his diligence and left him a decent tip, before grabbing the tray and slowly creeping into the room.
It was dark, although a few rays of light managed to slip through the blinds. Being a snow leopard, my night vision was quite good, and I made it to the side of the bed without any incident, package safely on my paws. I could see my target, her chest rising and falling rhythmically as she slept blissfully. I carefully placed the tray on the table by the bed, before leaning in and very carefully planting a soft kiss between my mate's two crescent moon spots in her forehead.
"Good morning, love." I whispered softly into her ear. I immediately saw her stir in her sleep as her ears perked up. Those beautiful eyes parted a bit, and met mine in a loving gaze.
"Hmmm, good morning sweetie." She mumbled as she stretched her cute frame like the overgrown kitten she probably was.
"Here, I brought you breakfast" I said as I grabbed the tray and set it up at her feet. She must've been hungry, because her eyes opened up considerably and all her sleepy behavior left her in the blink of an eye.
"Oh. Oh wow, you... Wait, it isn't our anniversary yet, is it?" She asked cautiously.
"No, nothing like that. I'm just celebrating the fact that you're with me, that's all" I said softly, blushing a bit. Truth is, when I had woken up that morning, a couple hours before, I had noticed something. I was happy. And not just because I was having the time of my life, it was because I was having it with Serenity.
"Awww, thanks love" she told me with a smile. It was a regular breakfast, nothing out of the ordinary, but delicious nonetheless. We shared it, feeding each other with giggles and nuzzles. Even though I was hungry, I couldn't focus on the food. All I could think of was my wife. It seemed so unlikely, so fantastic the fact that I had found her. She was 25, at the pinnacle of youth, and her body certainly reflected so. And yet of all the furs in the world, who would've given anything for being with her even for only a day, she chose me. Even if I was a couple years younger, even if I was always quick to jump to conclusions, I ended up with her...
"Earth to Nixes? Come in Nixes..." She joked. I had begun to daydream once more.
"Wha... Oh, sorry baby" I apologized quickly.
"What were you thinking about? Seemed nice, you almost began to drool" she said with a giggle. Oh, sweet music for my ears, her ever so cute laugh.
"You're not going to believe me... But I was actually thinking of you, you know" I said honestly.
"Yeah, right... I bet you're wondering how funny you'll look in that old tux tonight" she mentioned.
"Tonight?" I asked, confused.
"The Queen Victoria ball, of course!" She said, grinning.
"Oh. OH, right, the ball. I don't mind how I look, I only know you will look fantastic" I said as. I leaned in to softly brush my cold nose against hers
"You're just saying that" she challenged with a fiery look in her eyes.
"No, I'm serious. You could be wearing a dumpster on you and you'd still look pretty. You would probably smell, but you would look pretty" I said in a confident tone. Much to my delight, she laughed.
We spent the day out in the pool area, mostly sunbathing. If you have ever seen a lazy cat just lying down in the sun, purring happily, then you might begin to understand why it was so nice to do so, even if we couldn't tan. We both have black fur, so we absorbed heat quite nicely. And all afternoon, whenever she said she wanted something, I would immediately go and get it for her. She only had to lift herself from her place to go to the bathroom, and at midday to grab lunch. We went to the pool for an hour or so, swimming side by side and laughing at the tourist children's antics. Soon, the sun fell from the sky as if pierced by an arrow, and it was time to get back below the deck.
"I'm going to shower; I need to get this chlorine off my fur. We're a bit short on time, why don't you hop in as well?" She asked, surprisingly without any suggestive tone. We both knew there was no time for fun, or we'd be late.
"Sure. Come on, I'll help you with your back" I immediately said, blushing a bit. It doesn't matter how much action you've had in your life, whenever a girl as hot as Serenity invites you to a shower, you blush.
We went in; she was good at gauging the perfect water temperature, so we had a nice stream of warm water in no time. As promised, I helped her wash her back and she helped me with mine. As we went out, clean and vanilla scented due to her shampoo, I couldn't help but give her butt a tiny squeeze, playful and lighthearted. She giggled and swayed her hips a bit more, walking towards her baggage. I smiled for myself and went towards my own suitcase. As I was putting on my old fashioned tux, bought especially for this occasion, she called out for me.
"Nixes? Can you lace this corset for me?" She asked. It was normal, during Victorian times, to wear the corset as an undergarment. However, the organizers had made it clear that it was okay to wear them outside as well. Serenity's particular one was designed to be worn outside, and it looked gorgeous.
"Sure. Hang on" I replied and found myself lacing it in a second.
"Not too tight, I don't want to faint in there" she said, half joking and half serious. I laced it firmly but not too much, and she deemed it adequate. I was quickly done with my own attire, and it looked as if we had been pulled out of a time machine.
"Oh wow, look at you. You look like a Sir" she giggled.
"Well, I can't be a Sir without a Madame." I replied before bowing and kissing her hand politely. "And what a wonderful lady I have found to be such" I finished.
In no time we were at the ship's main ballroom, a large and cavernous place. It had been fully decorated and they had big chandeliers on the ceiling. Both of us dropped our jaws. It was, summed up in one word, magnificent.
"Shall we have a dance, Madame?" I asked in a very, very bad British accent.
"We shall my dear" she replied in that same thick fake accent, and we both laughed all the way to the dance floor. There, and after a few awkward confusions over the correct movement of our feet we were happily swinging around the large floor, avoiding other couples to the rhythm of that slow, romantic waltz. Of course, we weren't the best dancers out there, but we were certainly not the worse. After a while we went to grab some food, and there was a bottle of champagne free of charge for every married couple. I immediately grabbed it, popped the cork and then filled up two flutes, handing her one.
"Mmmm, fancy! What are we toasting?" Serenity asked me with a smile.
"As if you didn't know" I remarked with a grin and blew a kiss on her direction.
"To the best mate someone could dream of, and to the fact that she's by my side" I toasted with a slight blush as I raised my glass. She looked down coyly and bumped my flute, and I swear I saw her mouth the words "I love you"
A couple hours of pure fun later, I found myself growing in nervousness. It escalated once she said she'd had enough for the night. I naturally excused ourselves from some people we met dancing, and held my mate's hand all the way to the room. Standing at the door, I was in such a state my tail wagged from side to side (something it only does when I'm nervous like that) and I stopped before opening the door.
"Well, that was a fun night. Thanks" she said out of the blue, smiling warmly.
"Well... It's not over yet, you know" I said, my voice almost trembling. I opened the door and stepped into the dimly lit room. Immediately my heart calmed down, they had done everything perfectly. The bed was covered in rose petals in the shape of a heart, and there was a bottle of champagne on the side of the bed. The lights were down to a minimum, giving the place a warm, cozy feeling. They had even placed a small speaker with soft music to set the mood.
"It was supposed to be with candles, but the smoke detectors..." I began, but was interrupted by her lips on top of mine. It took me a second to actually understand and return the kiss.
My hands were wrapped behind her back, inches shy of her tail. I dared not make a move too soon; I wanted this night to be perfect for her. I could feel her paws running over my back randomly, something I just loved. Without breaking that wonderful kiss we carefully began to undress ourselves. My tux jacket fell to the floor in no time, as I began to slowly and sensually unlace her corset. My lungs were burning, screaming for air, and I had to break the kiss. We both panted as I was yet unable to undo her laces, which pulled a giggle out of her and a grunt of frustration out of me. Finally, and after some help from her, the garment fell on the floor.
By then we were kissing again, her hands unbuttoning my shirt as I began to work on her long dress. Our clothes were... Not exactly easy to take off in such a hurry, but after some funny mix-ups and a couple of torn buttons, we were down to our underwear. I was only wearing my white briefs; her underwear was plain but sexy. We found ourselves lying down on the bed, happily attacking each other's mouth with sloppy kisses. We could've stopped right there, and it would've been a great night. That's how much I enjoyed being with her.
But that didn't happen. We kept going like two teenagers in love, my paws finally grabbing the courage to slip down and play with her breasts. I just loved them, the perfect size for her and always so soft and warm. I could feel her moaning softly into the kiss, encouraging my paws to keep exploring. Her moans only became louder when her Bra flew towards a wall, and my paws now massaged her bare chest. I could tell we were both having a blast, but we also wanted more.
My paws dared to drop to her butt, loving how she always managed to angle her back like she was inviting me to go lower. Those cute panties were easy to remove, and she wasted no time in doing the same to my briefs. It was beautiful, being naked and hugging the warm fur of my wife whom I loved so much. Then, without a warning, she turned her body so she was facing my feet, and went straight for my member. It (my penis) isn't anything out of ordinary, which was completely opposite to what I could say about her touch. She only had to brush her hand over its throbbing length to draw a gasp from me. It was obviously not the first time we mated, but for some reason I still can't understand, whenever I'm in this situation I return to my sensitive teenage personality. Every touch from her felt like the first I had ever received. Then, out of the blue and taking advantage of my lack of concentration, she took me into her mouth.
"Ahhh... S-Serenity, you don't have to. This night is for you" I said, but secretly desired that she continued that heavenly blowjob.
"I know love. I want to" she said. That turned me on even more than seeing her gorgeous body naked: the fact that even when it was clear that the night was for her pleasure, she tried to please me as well.
I couldn't sit there and do nothing in return, so I carefully spread her legs and looked at her slightly moist sex. I might be an adult, but I still blush whenever I see the treasure between her legs. As much as she loves to give me pleasure, I love to hear her moan, and I set that as my goal. I began to lick at her sex, loving her sweet taste. She was never able to hide it from me: she loved to get licks down there. I licked gently and cautiously at first, wanting her to take her time. The pace she had in my blowjob, however, meant that I was a bit short on time. I began to tease her opening carefully and finally focused on her sensitive button. Very soon, our moans were resonating through our respective mate's sexual organs. We both knew what we wanted, what we craved. And we both knew exactly how to draw it from our partner. It would've been nice to finish together, but even with my skills I was no match for this girl's beautiful mouth. I warned her, she didn't seem to mind, and in no time I was groaning and sending my seed into her awaiting mouth. None of us said anything, nothing was necessary. She came around 15 seconds after that, giving me a healthy splash of fresh juices which I lapped down eagerly.
It was bliss. We both collapsed on our backs, holding hands like a cute pair of sea otters, both with our partner's cum in our mouths, panting as we reveled in the bliss of our mutually achieved climax. I would give everything I have to make that moment last forever. It actually didn't last over half an hour, when she snapped me back to reality with a very nice surprise.
"Round two?" She said before getting on all fours and wriggling her cute rump for me. She could be so naughty and teasing when she wanted to...
"There is no creature on earth, male or female, that can say no to such an offer" I remarked, as I felt my member swelling up again. This time there was no foreplay, I simply slid up until I was on top of her. Nibbling on her ear playfully, gently tugging at it in a playful manner, I whispered in a warm tone. "I love you more than anything" I said as I slid my shaft into her inviting warmth. We were in no hurry, and our mating looked quite different to a pair of teenagers on a prom night. Her velvety warmth enveloped my genitals as I began to thrust in and out her softly. Doggie style wasn't exactly the most romantic position on the book, but it was the one she enjoyed most, and that made it more romantic than anything. I rubbed along her back and sides, and she rewarded my persistence with short cute moans. Oh, how I loved those sounds she made. We got carried away in our mutual pleasure, with me always whispering lovely things into her ear, and I began to feel a buildup of pressure in my groin and an increase in the cadence and pitch of her moans and gasps. We were both nearing our grand finale, but there was something else I wanted as well.
"Love... Shall we finish facing each other?" I asked, wanting to see my beautiful wife's face while she moaned my name in release. She was too caught in pleasure to really phrase a response, so she just moved to the front and flipped over, spreading her legs and opening her arms, as she called me to go and join her in coital ecstasy. I wasted no time and sensually but quickly made my way up to her, and without a single word penetrated her firmly but carefully. My barbs tugged at her insides with every single pull I gave at my member, causing her inner sex to shiver, spasm, and finally clamp down on my sex. We didn't manage to really cum simultaneously that time either, as she beat me with a teenage squeal and a cute puppy expression on her face as she came around me.
"N-Nixes... Ngh..." She groaned through the waves of sexual nirvana. That, and her clamping down sex, took me over the edge in a second.
"S-serenity, I love you" I said, a bit too cheesy now that I tell it but right then those were the perfect words. As I spoke them looking directly into her eyes, two small slits by now due to her pleasure, the barbs on my penis flared and harmlessly tied me to the moaning kitten underneath me, as spurts of white cream flew into out if my bare flesh and into her warm sex. She was on the pill, so it was okay. It took a couple of minutes for the pleasure peaks to die down on both of us, and by the time we regained our composure we found ourselves sweaty and tired, panting in each other's arms with wide grins. I leaned in and kissed her warmly, still buried within her. By the time we split up she looked at me.
"Did you really mean it?" Serenity asked me with a warm fuzzy look.
"Mean what?" I asked; my fur all messed up.
"That you love me" She clarified with a soft blush.
"Until my last breath" I said as I cuddled up with her and purred softly. "Until my last breath"
-J
Happy Valentine's Day!!!!!!!