FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Author's Note: Another request story done. This one took me longer than I expected for some reason. As ever, comments make me happy, be they positive, negative, nitpicky, whatever. Thanks for reading!

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"What the hell, Don? You told me I had the weekend off. You can't just change the schedule on me. I have plans." Julia gripped the phone hard enough to make the plastic creak as she listened to her boss's response. "I know what happened, but it's still bullshit." She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "Fine, but I'm not going to be happy about it."

She stabbed at the off button on the cordless phone, wishing she had an old-style corded phone so that she could properly slam it down to hang up. Most people expect mice to be meek and timid, but the look on Julia's face at the moment was fierce enough to give a lion pause. She looked like she wanted to toss the phone across the room but forced herself to set it on the table and pound a fist into the couch cushion instead.

"Damn it!" She turned to her visitor and sighed. "Sorry Gabe. You drive all the way down here to visit and I end up having to work half the day."

"Don't worry about it. It's not your fault," the black cat reassured her. "I can entertain myself for part of tomorrow while you work."

"I still feel bad, though. I had things planned for us to do all weekend." The mouse's anger had cooled to frustration, and she stopped glaring at the phone as if it were responsible for upsetting her schedule.

"No, really, I'll be fine. I'll hit up the gramophone museum. They have the second largest collection of antique records on the east coast," Gabe said, smiling enthusiastically.

Julia looked doubtful. "The hell? You're going to visit a museum?"

He laughed loudly. "Hell no! I just made that up. I'm going to the beach. We don't have many in Kentucky, and I'm in the mood to collect some sun and gaze upon attractive ladies in a somewhat lecherous manner."

"Sounds good to me," the mouse responded. Was that a touch of jealousy she heard in her own voice, there? No, couldn't be. They were just friends. Really good friends, who had known each other since kindergarten, but still, she shouldn't care that it wasn't her that he planned on looking at in a lecherous manner. "What do you say we grab some dinner then? I know a bitchin' noodle place right down the road. It's close enough to walk, so you won't have to deal with being in a car again so soon after your drive."

"Excellent. I didn't stop for lunch on the way and I could eat horse." He walked up behind Julia and poked her lightly with extended claws, tickling her sides. "Or maybe a mouse. Rawr!"

She laughed and turned toward the door, not wanting Gabe to see how much he had made her blush. "All right then, let's roll." She spent the walk to the restaurant chastising herself for her reaction. Just because they hadn't seen each other since she moved to the coast was no reason to act like a giddy schoolgirl. She couldn't be getting worked up every time he poked her. They were close and touchy enough that she'd end up blushing through his entire visit.

And no matter what, she had to resist thinking about other types of 'poking' he could do.

Dammit.

The next morning, Julia was up before the sun. The one advantage to working in a 24-hour restaurant was the early morning shifts that still let her have most of the day free. She'd work in the morning and then meet up with Gabe in the afternoon.

She quietly crept through the living room where Gabe was asleep on the fold-out sofa to the bathroom. A shower and vigorous towel-drying later -- so as not to wake the cat with the fur dryer -- she was walking back through to her bedroom.

Looking at Gabe's sleeping form, she paused. He looked so cute laying there with the sheets pulled up to his chin. She had a sudden naughty desire to lift the covers and find out what he wore to sleep. She saw him as a boxers-only kind of guy. Would he do the same while visiting a friend? Ooh, maybe he'd be wearing nothing at all. Then she could drop her towel and lift the sheets, climb in next to him and snuggle until he--

Damn it, she was doing it again. She pulled her hand back, inches from lifting the corner of the sheets. Shaking herself, she returned to her bedroom, away from temptation. This was getting ridiculous.

The flustered mouse quickly donned her work uniform, first putting on some of her plainer underthings in the hope that they would keep her thoughts from drifting in lascivious directions.

She hurried to the door, pausing only to leave a key on the counter so that Gabe could lock up when he went out. Hopefully work could take her mind off of the hot guy on her couch and the effect he was having on her.

When Julia got back to the house at noon, her mind was no longer filled with naughty but pleasant thoughts. In fact, she was downright pissed. Working at the Waffle House wasn't the most glamorous job even on the best of days, but when the new girl spilled a plate loaded with syrupy pancakes down her back five minutes into her shift, it got a lot worse than usual. Since the whole reason she came in on a day she was supposed to be off was to prevent the place from being short-handed, she couldn't even pop home to clean up. She had to go through the entire shift with the sticky mess pulling at her fur whenever she twisted.

Now that she was home, the only thing she cared about was getting clean. Eight hours of syrupy back was far too much. She locked the front door, not wanting to risk someone looting the place while she was busy washing up.

Julia swept quickly into the bathroom, kicking the door shut behind her. Immediately, she stripped off her shirt, wincing slightly as the dried syrup tried to pull out her fur. Continuing on, she stripped off the plain white bra she wore for work, noting with distaste that the strap in back had also gotten sticky and stained. Even though it wasn't one of her favorites, it would still be a pain to clean it properly. Her pants and panties quickly joined the pile on the floor, and she had a quick stretch to celebrate being free of the stuffy work clothes.

She started the shower running, since it tended to take forever to warm up. While she was grabbing a towel from the cabinet under the sink, a pink bottle caught her eye: scented bubble bath, given to her as part of a package along with other floral- or citrus-scented lotions and such when she moved into her new apartment. Now there was an idea. A good soak would help with the mess on her back, and Gabe should be at the beach for another couple hours at least, giving her plenty of time to relax in the tub.

Grinning happily again, she pulled the stopper for the tub and switched the water output to the faucet rather than the shower head, making sure the temperature was just barely on the comfortable side of "too hot." Steam filled the room and she dumped about twice the suggested amount of bubble bath into the tub. After spending most of the day feeling dirty, she wanted anyone who encountered her for the rest of the day to think she lost a wrestling match against a field of wildflowers. The rising water quickly erupted in aromatic foam, obscuring the water level and leaving Julia to guess when it was deep enough before shutting off the faucet.

The mouse stepped gingerly in with one pink foot, sighing as the heat started to soak into her. It was almost like she could feel all of the day's tension being leeched out of her through that single point of contact. Eagerly, she stepped fully in, submerging herself beneath the bubbles, pausing only to tuck her tail to the side to avoid crushing it against the back of the tub.

She frowned briefly at her pink tail. Mouse tails were so boring. She had often wished she could have been born a wolf or fox, something with a nice fluffy tail to wave under a guy's nose and tease him with. Men love a nice tail.

Brushing that thought aside, she relaxed against the tub, slipping down until her chin touched the bubbles and stretching her legs out in front of her. The intense heat and pleasantly scented bubbles washed away her concerns. She sighed again, in a way that was almost a moan of hedonistic pleasure. If only she had time to do this every day, nothing would ever bother her again. In fact, cleaning up could wait. It wouldn't hurt to just sit and indulge herself for a bit.

Julia closed her eyes and focused on enjoying her soak. The relaxing heat and floral scents calmed her, and she was soon floating in a half-awake twilight. She let her mind wander, only to find it settled on picturing various erotic things she could do with a certain cat. She started to feel a warmth in her belly that had nothing to do with the water.

Several minutes later, she was shocked out of her relaxation by noises out in the apartment. Startled, she sat up, just in time for the bathroom door to open and a dark figure to enter, yell, "Oh shit!" and turn and leave, closing the door behind him. It took a few seconds for her to realize it had been Gabe.

She giggled despite herself at his reaction. Even though she had sat up in the tub, the bubbles coated her chest and did a fairly good job of protecting her modesty. It was unlikely that Gabe had actually seen anything to be embarrassed about. When she didn't hear anything else from the cat, she decided to see how he was doing. She stood and rubbed her fur to get most of the water out and walked over to the door, opening it slightly and sticking her head out. "Hey Gabe, what the hell was that about?"

Gabe was standing on the other side of the room hiding his face in his hands. He whipped around when Julia called to him and rushed to explain himself. "Oh gods, I'm so sorry. The door was locked so I figured you weren't here and I didn't hear anything from the bathroom and I didn't mean to, really."

The mouse laughed pleasantly at his chagrin. "Don't worry about it. Even if you could see through the bubbles, it's nothing you didn't see back when we were kids."

Gabe scoffed. "It was a bit different when we were six."

Julia put her hands over her breasts, pressing them together, and emerged further from behind the bathroom door. "You mean because of these?" she asked innocently.

"Gah," Gabe yelled as he averted his eyes, though they did keep darting back to the teasing mouse's chest.

She smiled widely. The black cat was too much fun to tease. She started to wonder how far she could push him. With sudden inspiration, she realized that if she played things right, she could get some help from him as well. "Gabe, could you do me a favor?"

He seemed to suspect a trick. "Uh, maybe?"

Julia tried to sound demure. "I got all sticky at work today. Do you think you could help me with that?"

Gabe stumbled over a response. "Y-you what?"

She giggled. "Someone spilled syrupy pancakes down my back and I can't quite reach it myself. Wash my back?"

The cat relaxed visibly. "Yeah, I suppose I can help."

"Great! I'll be waiting in the bath." She turned and walked back to the tub, leaving the door slightly ajar behind her.

Not long after she was fully submerged again, Gabe entered the room, trying not to be too obvious about where he was looking. He walked over next to the tub and looked at Julia anxiously. "So how should I do this. You want to just lean forward a bit so I can get your back?"

The mouse shook her head. "No, that's no good. Just get in the tub behind me. It'll be much easier that way, and you can wash off from the beach too."

Gabe gulped, his face a mix of nervousness and eagerness. "A-All right." He pulled off his shirt and reached for his shorts before pausing and looking to Julia with a blush.

She sighed. "Oh fine. Hop in when you're ready." She scooted forward to give him room and held a hand over her eyes while he stripped. When he wasn't looking, she sneaked a couple thrilling peeks through her fingers, feeling a twinge in her belly at the sight of his thick sheath. She smiled widely as her friend settled in behind her, stretching his legs alongside hers and raising the water level right to the rim of the tub. It was wonderful when a plan came together. "Thanks for the help. Just grab some soap and go at it."

Gabe nodded, though the girl couldn't see. "Can do." He squirted some body wash into his hands and spread it across the sticky, matted fur on the mouse's back. He worked at it with strong fingers, occasionally dragging claws through her fur to untangle it. It took several minutes of work to loosen the sticky mess, requiring some vigorous rubbing at times.

His efforts were essentially indistinguishable from a massage to the mouse, and she sighed in pleasure. "Ah, that's nice. Don't be afraid to press harder."

With most of the syrup gone, Gabe spread out his attentions, now with massage being the primary goal. He pressed his thumbs into her back, working his way up to her shoulders, doing a better job of draining tension than even the warm bath had.

Julia leaned back into him as he pressed his thumbs into the tense muscles of her shoulders. "You're pretty good at this."

Gabe moved his hands to her lower back, dipping below the water, continuing to knead her muscles while occasionally extending his claws to scratch at her through her fur. "Yeah, I took a class a while back. I figured it might help me pick up chicks."

As he pressed against the small of her back, a place she always enjoyed being touched, Julia moaned and pushed herself further back into Gabe's lap, tensing when she felt a hard length press against her buttocks. She looked over her shoulder at him. "I see what you're doing. Planning on taking advantage of the little mouse in the bath?"

He held his hands up and shook his head vigorously, stammering a response. "Oh no, that's-- I don't think of you like-- I mean, I do, but I wasn't planning--"

She giggled and slid forward so that he was no longer pressing against her. "Just messing with you. I'll consider that a compliment. Don't let it stop you from continuing that massage. You're really good," Julia assured him.

Gabe shrugged. "Well, I already got most of your back. There's not much else I can do."

The mouse paused for a moment. It was time to decide whether she wanted to push this as far as her fantasies were telling her to. Clearly, Gabe wanted it on some level as well. Did she want to risk it? Could she stand not knowing how it could be if she chickened out? No, she decided, she had to do it. "I bet you can think of some other places to get."

The cat hesitated. "Like what?"

Julia sighed and grabbed his hands behind her, splashing them through the water to press them against her rear. "Start there, and continue as you wish."

He gripped her firm cheeks, massaging the muscles there before continuing down the outsides of her thighs. He pulled her closer, once again pressing his erection into her back so he could reach further down her legs. At her knees he reversed direction, caressing back up her inner thighs, pressing firmly against the sensitive area and drawing soft moans from her, but stopping before he reached the junction of her legs, giving her a chance to tell him to stop.

The mouse moaned again and leaned into him. The increasingly intimate contact had her worked up more than she had been in weeks. She had no doubt that if they weren't in the bath the scent of her arousal would be filling the room. The last thing she wanted was for him to stop. "Do it, please."

Gabe moved a hand the final couple of inches to graze his finger through the soft fur coating the lips of her sex. His other arm wrapped around her chest, pulling her closer and rubbing her breast. He leaned down to sniff the mouse's hair -- the only part of her that still had her natural scent and not a mix of five wildflowers -- and tweaked a hard pink nipple. "Did you have this planned when you invited me in here?"

"I fantasized about it but I didn't think it would actually, ah!" she gasped as he slipped a finger into her warm folds, "--actually happen. I wasn't sure you felt the same way. Oh gods, don't stop."

He slid his finger slowly, teasingly in and out of her sensitive slit, matching the gentle motion on her nipples. The cat continued to hold her close, pressing the length of her body against his chest. His earlier reluctance was all but forgotten now that he knew what they both wanted to happen. "Oh, I won't be stopping. I've got you right where I want you." He pinched a nipple with extended claws and added another finger to the penetration of her pussy, rubbing her internal walls with greater energy.

Julia squeaked in surprise and pleasure, arching her back under Gabe's vigorous groping. "Yes, faster." She moved her hips in time with his fingers, forward to let him reach deeper, back to grind against his cock. As the intense heat within her grew, she reveled in the realization of the fantasies she'd been harboring for the past day and, if she was honest with herself, even longer than that.

Gabe sped up his movements, thumbing across her clit as he curled his fingers inside of her to stroke across her g-spot.

The mouse cried out and bucked against his hand, sloshing some bubbly water over the edge of the tub. She hadn't been prepared for such loving attention. And it was loving. She mentally kicked herself for not recognizing it before. How much time had been wasted?

Sensing she was close, Gabe put his knowledge of her body to good use. Throughout their friendship, he had assembled a mental catalog of places where she was ticklish, and several of those spots had changed to give slightly different sensations as she matured. He leaned forward and nibbled gently on her round ear, instantly sending her into a screaming climax. He continued to hug her against him as she twitched in his arms and around the fingers pressing into her heated folds.

Julia came down slowly, breathing heavily in the steamy flower-scented air. No guy had ever manipulated her so skillfully, knowing just where to be strong and where to use a light touch. And nobody had ever figured out the thing with her ears before. She sighed and leaned back, nuzzling her cheek against Gabe's. "That was amazing, Gabe." She wiggled against him, again feeling his hard length press into her back. "Oh, now that's no good. You need to have some fun too."

He rubbed idly through the fur on her stomach. "Do you have something in mind?"

"I do indeed. I'm not sure I can stand after what you did to me there, but luckily I don't have to." She put a hand on the edge of the tub and leaned forward to raise herself up, assisted by lift from Gabe's hands against her ass when he saw what she was doing. With her other hand she grabbed the cat's straining cock, positioning it at her ready entrance. She let herself fall, slowed by the support from Gabe, moaning deeply as her lips spread around his thick shaft. At last she sank down into the cat's lap, fully impaled by her friend -- and now lover -- for the first time. He felt hot inside her, warmer even than the water they were immersed in.

Gabe kissed her neck, content for the moment to remain fully engulfed in her tightness, feeling her gently squeeze his cock. "Oh gods, Julia, this is amazing."

"I know," she responded, gasping slightly, "Why didn't we do this before?" She tweaked her nipples with one hand, using the other to rub her pussy where it was stretched around her friend's cock.

Since the mouse's hands were busy, Gabe took it on himself to manage their movement. He lifted the girl up until her lips were just barely kissing his tip, then let her fall again, meeting her with a thrust of his hips at the bottom of the stroke. The water slowed their movements, but Julia still grunted with pleasure when he bottomed out within her. He continued the motion, setting the water rippling and splashing out onto the floor when it reached the edge of the tub. They didn't bother speaking. Their soft gasps and moans and reactions of the other's body said more than words could.

Neither was in a rush to finish, the languid, sensual pace feeling entirely appropriate for their first time together. However, watching the mouse scream and twitch her way through an orgasm in his arms had gotten Gabe severely worked up. Despite the fact that he was controlling their speed, he was rapidly approaching his own climax. The mouse was too hot and tight, and he had wanted this for too long. "I'm about to cum," he warned.

Julia was close as well. She never fully relaxed from her first peak, and she was feeling highly sensitive. The slightly odd angle of their coupling caused the tip of Gabe's cock to brush across her g-spot on every pass. Her breath came with a squeak whenever she dropped down onto his lap. She couldn't believe how wonderful it felt to be with someone she was so close to. "Don't hold back. I want to feel all of you inside me."

Gabe groaned as she gave him permission, pushing the mouse down hard onto his dick, splashing more water onto the tile floor. He released his grip on her rear, burying his nose in the fur of her neck and reaching around to tease her clit as he released inside her.

The sudden extra stimulation followed by the burning heat spreading inside her pushed Julia over the edge, her screams again echoing through the small bathroom. She felt herself clench rhythmically on the cat's cock, milking every bit of spunk she could get from it.

Several mind-blowing seconds later she relaxed against Gabe's chest, feeling him slowly soften inside her. They were silent for several minutes, petting each other wherever they could reach while they enjoyed the afterglow. At last, when the water had cooled to merely lukewarm, Julia broke the silence. "How long?"

Gabe sighed. "Years. I don't know when I started to feel it, but I was afraid to do anything that might damage our friendship."

"Well, we definitely need to make up for lost time," Julia said intently.

"You said you planned to go to a show tonight, right?" Gabe asked.

She twisted to look at him. "Yeah, why?"

He smiled. "Does that count as a first date?"

Julia thought for a second before bursting out in laughter. "Yeah, I guess it does." She turned fully around, straddling Gabe's legs and leaned forward to kiss him. "Assuming we make it out of the apartment, of course."