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Chloe shivered in the gusting wind, the puffy low-altitude clouds dimly reflecting what little light could be drawn from the chilled night air. Her little hands, clenching the black handle overhanging the small plastic jack-o-lantern in which the night's bounty was contained, lightly trembled and she brought the flattened sphere closer to her chest. The familiar sound of pawsteps were emitted from the short walkway to her left as her neighbour and close friend, Finn, bounded back to her, the 14 year old wolf having just had another sweet added to his growing pile.

"It's Halloween, why aren't you smiling? Not having fun?" he joked to the slightly younger female, who was now rubbing her arms, attempting to get rid of the goosebumps under the light fur covering of the limbs.

"Just because I'm a snow leopard, doesn't mean the cold appeals to me," she whined in return, before shivering again under another strong gust. "If I'd known this wind was going to kick up and bring clouds as well, I would've dressed with more covering me before we went off while the sun was setting!"

"Well, you know that costume looks great on you, Chloe, you've been getting compliments all night," replied Finn, the teenage boy's eyes flickering, standing out amongst his significantly thicker fur coat, its dark shade making him nearly invisible in the poorly lit suburban streets.

"Whatever," her quick muttered reply barely audible over the whistling of the wind as she turned to move further down the street, flicking him with her tail as she did so.

Finn's perky ears drooped slightly, his Halloween spirit dented by the disheartening dismissal. His mouth opened instinctively to reply, but his head dipped to meet the angle of his lower jaw and a wispy curl of condensed breath rose as he exhaled, warming his face on its journey to disintegrate into the night air. Cupping one hand, the wolf used his tongue to unhook the excessively large fake fangs, part of his werewolf 'costume', and spat them into his hand. He crouched to set down his bag of candy, and grabbed a snack-sized chocolate bar while discarding the cheap plastic 'fangs' that had not caught the attention of any adult, despite his fur and build being so fitting for the costume. Instead, the eyes of all had been on his female friend, whose get-up was fitting in another way.

Both wolf and snow leopard had been rapidly growing in the recent months, their bodies affected by the hormones and chemicals that accompanied puberty. Finn's chest and shoulders had broadened along with the appearance of a prominent Adam's apple, and he sometimes found that after a long, hot day of school, his 'private parts' would stand strong, begging for attention at often inconvenient times. This wasn't helped by the similar filling-out of the girl he had known for years and saw every day, walking to and from school together and spending hours chatting in local parks on the weekends. Chloe's chest had grown in a different way, her button-up uniform shirt pulled taut on most days by the development of healthy, sizeable breasts.

The young male ripped apart the candy wrapper with his teeth, exhaling again to get the light plastic shreds off of his tongue before tossing the chocolate into his mouth, savouring the sweetness. Slipping a hand between the holes in the top of his plastic bag of goods, Finn brought his gaze off the ground, only to see Chloe stopped a few metres in front of him, still shivering. The other of her noticeable areas of growth was coming in and out of his view as her tail swished side to side, the fur slightly puffed to fend off the chilled air. Her dark skinny jeans didn't quite fit her 'deviless' costume, but Finn wasn't complaining, the mesmerising sight of her rounded asscheeks only hidden under a layer of denim. His point of focus shifted as she turned to look back at him, slit pupils flicking down to observe him still crouching.

"You coming or- what are you doing on the ground?" she questioned, an inspired urge to groan rising within her.

"Hm? Ah, nothing," he smiled back at her with a mouth full of chocolate, swiftly standing and hoisting his lolly bag. Amongst the folds of his regular jeans, Finn's secondary growth strained his underwear and bulged against the heavier outer layer of clothing. The wolf hadn't realised until he stood that the sight of her rump and widening hips had gotten him flustered, and his hands casually came together in front of his crotch, hoping that the lack of light between them would hide his blush.

Gesturing with a nod of her head and turning back down the footpath, Chloe led the way past a string of empty houses, the pair's visibility dropping with each passing step as they headed into the unlit end of the street. Finn gave himself a quick shake to clear his mind of the intrusive thoughts and raced after her, his bag swinging methodically while his lower heat slowly withdrew. A couple of house-lengths later he caught up to the snow leopard and gave her a friendly gentle shove from behind, the candy bag, having slipped down to his wrist, slapping into her rump before he withdrew his arms.

"Hey, watch i-" Chloe began after stumbling a couple of steps forward, before her tongue was splashed with a heavy raindrop. The two glanced up in unison at the clouds threatening to release their watery torrent upon them, thicker clouds having been brought their way by the increasing wind. Moments later, a rumble of thunder seemingly directly above them breaking the trance the rolling clouds had dragged them into.

"Oh, crap. We're going to get absolutely soaked," she whined, shifting her gaze to the wolf. "All of my make-up is going to come off!"

Finn raised an eyebrow at the typical girliness he wouldn't've expected from the decent young female, but they were still changing, in both body and mind. He too had put effort into his costume, using temporary dye on his hair and tearing up old clothes for a makeshift split outfit. A particularly forceful gust of wind seemed to usher the pair further down the pavement.

"Finn! Finn! Look, we can go in here. I remember this place, it hasn't been occupied for years," Chloe shouted to him over the whistling of the wind, the urgency in her voice obvious. Finn was only a few steps behind her, and tilted his head to take in the sight of the stereotypical abandoned house, complete with an old brick chimney, wooden door layered in peeling brown paint and large boarded-up windows. Wincing, he began to shake his head, but at that the clouds released their downpour. After a couple of seconds of only light drizzle, heavy waves of rain lashed at the two, causing dye to run past the wolf's eyes and soak his clothing. Chloe screamed effeminately and raced along the short path to the last house of the dark street, clumsily grabbing for the faded brass doorknob and twisted, her furry paws sliding off the already-slippery metal and landing on the door. She retracted her claws after struggling for a moment, caught in the rotting wood, and shook off the paint flakes before managing to throw open the door, Finn barrelling inside right behind her. The two stumbled and tripped over each other, colliding with the cold wooden floorboards. Frantically, the snow leopard scrambled to her feet and threw the door shut behind them, finally blocking off the torrential rain splashing them.

The house itself was silent, the only sounds being the pounding of rain on the roof tiles and the two drenched teenagers panting, Finn remaining on his back on the floor while Chloe stood against the unkempt interior wall. The wolf's heart was thumping in his chest, still stunned at the unexpected strength of the weather's onslaught, the dampness having soaked through his clothing and clumping his fur; now he was feeling the cold.

"Oh my god, what are we going to do? We're drenched, the rain isn't going to stop for ages, we have no way to contact our parents, oh shit, what are we-"

"Chloe," Finn groaned as he sat up slowly, wringing water out of his hair. "We're going to be fine. The rain will lessen within an hour, it always does around here, and even if we get in further trouble, I can call my mum. I've got a mobile, remember?"

Shaking drips off his eyes, he blinked once and watched Chloe as the visible tenseness in her shoulders gradually dissipated.

"Right, right, we'll be okay," she picked up, "as long as there isn't, uh, a-a murderer living upstairs or something, right?" Nervously chuckling, her panicked gaze flicked to the dodgy wooden stairs on the other side of the expansive front lobby, barren of furniture and decorations. As Finn followed her line of sight, a muffled creaking sound echoed off the walls and slow footsteps were audible among the steady pattering of rain, and they froze.

Chloe, already unnerved by the creepy night, unusually strong weather and dark house, was on edge, but before she could scream Finn had hoisted himself to his feet and rushed to clamp a grey paw over her mouth. "This house is old. The wind is shaking the floorboards. There is no-one here but us!" he whispered, attempting to dispel the fear that had made a quick return. "It was you who told me this place has been uninhabited for years; do you believe in yourself?"

She quickly nodded, her hot breaths forming condensation on Finn's palm.

"Then calm down."

Leaving his paw cupped over Chloe's mouth for some seconds, his glare softened and the eye contact between them was broken. Finn let his gaze drift and he turned, stepping away from the frightened snow leopard and lightly dragging his fingers over her lips when his paw dropped. Still standing against the wall, this time Chloe was stunned. Was he being affectionate to her? She had seen the rigidness of his emotions before, but after he had silenced her there was definitely something else in those shining eyes of his. The wolf's back was turned, but she let herself examine him closely; his grey, fluffy fur, strong arms and decently muscular torso created a desirable teenager, and she couldn't deny some sort of hidden attraction to her childhood friend.

Finn, oblivious to the affectionate thoughts running through his friend's mind as he was looked over, settled himself and with a little twitch of his tail strode the several metres to the base of the stairs. His hair was ruffled by a draft from the upper hallway, its external window letting in rain and cold night air. Taking a precautionary glance from the higher landing, following the handrail and doing a quick assessment of the shifty, rotting stairs, he took a tentative step onto the first board, slowly shifting his weight from the ground onto it. Admittedly scared, he flinched when the step creaked and he felt himself sink a little, but it held, and he ascended the next step just as cautiously.

A minute later, he stood upon the landing at the top of the stairs. Spiders crawled off the walls into little nooks and crannies in the corners of the hallway, their tiny feet creating a collective addition to the tapping of the rain, its downpour having only slightly died down. Looking behind him, Chloe could be seen still at the base of the stairs, crossed arms attempting to fend off the shivering that had returned. His first observation was of the door blown back against the interior wall leading to a compact cubic room with a small cupboard visible through the doorway. Despite his previous forceful dissuasion of Chloe's fears, the wolf fearfully advanced into the room, relief calming him some seconds later, seeing no trace of other anthro life. He quickly scanned its interior, finding only the same dull horizontally-striped wallpaper as the lobby and upper hallway, the room's door being of the same build as the one they had burst through earlier, but with considerably less weather damage. Sighing, thankful to have at last found a quiet area of solace within their stressful situation, and standing on the lower level, the female's ears perked up when Finn's maturing voice called down and told her to join him.

Within seconds she had gracefully ascended the stairs, trusting that the creaking was only an effect of the old wood, and stood in the doorway. The wolf, holding two woollen blankets retrieved from the cupboard and sitting against the farther wall, turned his head just in time to see Chloe's silhouette contrast against the sudden light projecting from the moon which had, unbeknownst to the pair, made an appearance through a gap in the puffy clouds outside. Its light shining through the open window on the far end of the hallway, Chloe's back shone while her front was thrown into shapely darkness. Before him, she stood a beautiful figure, widened hips and developing chest underneath soggy clothing creating bulges in her shadow, the tuft of blonde hair atop her head still soaking wet and hanging down over her eyes.

The majestic snow leopard was oblivious to the fact that her stunning stance had caused Finn's mouth to drop open, his fangs reflecting the moonlight passing her. Thankful that he was sitting down and therefore able to hide his growing erection within his jeans, he gathered his composure and smile while gesturing for her to sit next to him, handing her a blanket as she stepped away from the luminescence of the pure moonlight. While sheltered from the persistent wind, the room was still chilling, nothing able to quickly dry their clothing. Chloe eagerly accepted the blanket and lowered herself onto the damp floorboards beside the wolf, engulfing herself in the comforting warmth of fluffy fabric. A moment's silence passed between them before she sighed and shuffled closer to his side, tilting her head onto his shoulder, the soft fur squishing a few drops of water from the soggy shirt.

Finn's eyes widened, thrown completely off-track by this unexpected gesture, his forearm momentarily warmed by the heated breath on his shoulder. Not wanting to disappoint her, he reciprocated the action, dipping his head to snuggle close to her, the tuft on her ear tickling his chin as they huddled together. Chloe shut her eyes, feeling relaxed and warm for the first time in hours, but they instinctively reopened as the strong chest near her head trembled slightly.

"Finn, are you okay? Like you said, there's nothing to be afraid of up here," she murmured, incorrectly assuming the cause of the shaking.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Still- still cold, that's all," he softly replied, shivering again before finishing the sentence.

"Oh, you," Chloe lifted her head from his shoulder, imagining what her mother would've done were she in such a situation. "Your clothes are still wet, that's why. There's no point having a blanket if the cold stays under the first layer." Breaking their embrace, she smiled up at the marginally taller teen, lifting the wool from his shoulders and letting it drop between his trembling back and the wall. Reaching down, she peeled the lower hem of his dark t-shirt off the sopping fur coat around his waist, unknowingly narrowly missing the twitching meat within his pants.

Finn obediently raised his strong arms, a slight whiff of body odour emitting from his maturing body while the fur was ruffled by the sudden openness of his torso after allowing his shirt to be removed. Chloe smiled, her similarly-growing subconscious urging her to look over his toned chest while she had the opportunity. However, the wolf tossed his heavy shirt to the other side of the little room and quickly drew the blanket back around him to hide his vulnerable fur from the chill of the abandoned house.

Drawing back from him, she hesitated for a moment as she considered the miserable look he had taken on. Sighing, she got to her knees, lithe tail lashing behind her back.

"Finn, you won't be able to get warm while even part of your body has those wet clothes on! Look, I'll show you, it's better to only have a blanket than useless wool over a soaking covering."

Chloe casually repeated her recent actions upon herself, the slick, light fur across her slim stomach glowing in the moonlight as she removed her own shirt, relatively-grown breasts bouncing lightly as the heavy fabric dragged past her chest.

The wolf watching her instantly blushed and averted his sight to the ground, the image of her smooth, naked breasts with soft grey fur, capped with adorable little nipples, stuck in his mind. Glad for his hair remaining damp as it fell back down over his eyes, his jeans were stretched by the rekindled fire in his crotch and he struggled to resist the urge to withdraw his hands from the hem of the blanket and reach down to attend to the pulsing meat as he had done several times over the last few months of puberty.

"And, of course, the pants. Leg temperature has a fair amount of effect on overall body temperature, did you know that?"

Chloe stood, smiling down at him as her hands dropped to her crotch. Finn brought his knees to his chest, the blanket now engulfing his entire body while he captured as much escaping heat as he could, his breath forming tiny clouds in the crisp air. A quiet rustling sound trickled past him, and the image of the snow leopard's picturesque breasts returned to his mind. His erection gave an uncommanded twitch, the sudden connection of his soft thigh fur to the sensitive penis making him shudder slightly. The teenager couldn't resist a glance to his left, considering the sight that awaited him.

The dark belt hit the ground as Chloe slid it out of her jeans after some seconds of fumbling with the unforgiving clasp. Popping open the simpler button, the tightness around her hips was relieved as she let the skinny clothing fall to the ground. Finn's eyes were initially filled with the bright reflected moonlight, but quickly adapted to make out the slim form of her legs in front of a casually-swinging tail. As she turned to sit, the developing butt that had earlier caught his attention wiggled just inches from his face, almost as if she could read his thoughts, an animalistic desire for the leopard likely visible in his glowing eyes. Grabbing the blanket tucked between the wall and floor, Chloe gave a slight shake of her bare legs to dispel the resting droplets and rejoined him sitting against the wall.

"See, buddy? I'm warm and relatively dry, while you're sitting there shivering with soaking pants," she chuckled, covered in her blanket in a similar fashion to the male. "How about we get those off you?"

Before Finn could react, she had risen again, kneeling at his side, and her warmed paws were sliding across where the blanket covered his knees, her gentle digits exerting slight pressure on his fur, several wool strings bent backwards to stand underneath his chin.

"Chloe, come on, this isn't necessary. I'm perfectly fine," he protested, unable to prevent the wool sliding off his shoulders, again exposing his strong chest. At her continuation of the undressing, Finn desperately grabbed for her arms, but the clouds had returned and his efforts were in vain in the darkness blanketing the room. Moments later, the chill of the night swept across his legs, the blanket having been removed. Instantaneously, his legs were slightly spread and lithe hands slid between his thighs, unbuttoning his larger jeans with ease, and the first indication of his baredness was the slow sinking of his scrotum while his legs were straightened as the jeans were tugged off.

Finn's eyes bulged, a mixture of sensations running through him as the undeterred bulge in his briefs stood tall. After a few seconds, the voice of his female friend drifted through the air, its lack of volume surprising considering their proximity. "F-Finn? Is that... your...." The wolf's ears drooped, knowing that hiding his erection was now purposeless. His racing mind bumbled through his options, unable to decide on an appropriate response or action. A soft furred hand still rested upon his knee, and under its touch he relaxed, legs spreading slightly more as he slumped against the wall, shutting his eyes. He remained still as the hand slid down his leg, resting against his inner thigh muscle, fingertips resting against the hem of his briefs. Allowing the snow leopard's casual examination, he lifted his hips slightly for her to ease off his underwear, and in the darkness, his canine penis was released, its throbbing shaft finally growing to its full length as his balls lay upon the rough floorboards. His first reaction in over a minute was a gasp through clenched teeth as light fingers wrapped around his cock, the pulsing erection dispensing warmth into the digits.

A tiny whisper hit his ears, Chloe's first physical sexual experience having forced audible surprise out of her slightly-agape mouth. Her index finger dragged over the tapered head, unknowingly spreading the stringy substance steadily leaking from the tip, Finn's arousal obvious between the mature musk wafting to her face from his crotch and the twitching of his large girth in her grasp. Unsure of the next appropriate move, she let her fingers slide down around it, her pinkie resting on the knot. Pulling up again, precum gathered upon the circle formed by her thumb and index finger, and the substance trickled down her hand as the male's claws dug into the old wood beneath them, reflexively clenching under the new sensations.

Each light finger sliding over Finn's knot a jolt of pleasure through his crotch, the sensation filling his mind as the clumped fur surrounding the base of his cock became moist, precum gradually spilling down onto himself. Chloe was silent, drawn into the actions by his invigorating musk and a desire to explore the new experience presented to her through the 'penis' her friends had all talked about at school. Her insatiable curiosity urged her head down to the meat, using her sense of touch to gauge the distance in the darkness. A dry throat provided a reminder of their seeming isolation, ironically trapped by a downpour of the liquid they were deprived of, its muffled echoes from the poorly-kept roof surrounding them. Chloe's head had dipped down, unknownst to Finn, her soft whiskers millimetres from his erection, eyes sensitive enough to take in the sight of the sloppy girth emitting an arousing scent over the two full globes encased in a low, fur-covered scrotum.

"This stuff looks edible," she giggled, taking a deep breath, "and I am a bit thirsty."

Picking up the rare vocal soundwaves, Finn's ears perked up again but before he could question her intentions, a rough tongue dragged over the head of his cock, wiping it free of the excessive precum dispersed by the hormones of his growing body. Eyes flinging open, a gasp echoed through the room as the connection of the muscles created another wave of pleasure, his penis twitching again under the snow leopard's resting tongue. To Chloe, his taste was delightful, her grinning mouth lapping up the spilt pre as it swirled around his length, sensing each pulse, each twitch in his blood-filled erection. One hand retaining its grasp on his engorged knot, her body's centre of gravity shifted rearward as the other abandoned its support from the floorboards and lightly cupped his balls, studiously investigating the heaviness of each testicle while continuing to coat his shaft in saliva.

While Finn's back remained against the wall, his hips had shuffled forward, legs resting spread allowing his bulky tail to bunch up underneath him. Lost in the bliss of pleasurable sensations, his lazy tongue propped upon the fangs of his lower jaw, the tip lolling slightly to the side as his panting repeatedly fogged the undesirably cold air. The difference between the room and the back of his eyelids was indeterminable, his other senses enhanced by the unusual requirement to distinguish a situation. The heightened pleasure of the tongue caressing his cock was quickly lifting him to near-orgasm, the improvement over his own tougher hand notable, and it didn't help that he had been decently aroused before even having his jeans tugged off. The unexpected dry lips around the tapered tip of his slick meat instantly broke through the pleasure he had already experienced, causing his sharp claws to drag back through the floorboards, the rotting wood cracking and flaking underneath his hold.

Wanting to get the most out of his meaty taste, Chloe had momentarily leant back before dipping her head again, this time with an open, waiting mouth. The wolf's very audible gasp of pleasure encouraged her, and, having released her grip on his knot, she continued to flick her tongue around his length while slowly filling her mouth with him. Another dribble of precum moistened her mouth as she descended, each slick inch making her smile grow, her developed breasts brushing the ground after a few seconds of hesitation as the tip poked the top of her throat. Drawing back a few inches, she lightly massaged his balls before delicately returning the few saliva-coated inches into her mouth and repeating the process. Bravely holding a deep breath taken through her uncovered nostrils, the willpower she had gathered went to waste as his thick erection triggered her gag reflex.

Finn only heard the single choking cough before the unintentionally pleasurable sensation of lips dragging along over half of his length induced a silent shudder, as the young female hastily withdrew the cock from her oral cavity. A string of saliva quickly stretched taut and split as Chloe unbalanced and let out a little shriek while ungracefully falling backwards, the undignified bump of her back hitting the ground and pinching her tail echoing out of the room. Within a second, Finn had snapped out of his pleasured trance and scrambled forward, thrusting himself off the wall to where he estimated the snow leopard to be lying. Similarly undignified, his scraping paws almost immediately collided with her raised legs, the upturned snow leopard stationary, resisting the urge to drag her tongue around her own lips to savour the mesmerising taste of his precum while giddily drooling slightly.

"Oof!" she giggled as his momentum carried him forward to collapse upon her body. Despite the lack of blankets or clothing, the flustering activity had sufficiently warmed the two, and as the wolf lay upon her she relaxed and let his heat embrace her, their lightly-fluffed fur mingling between their nakedness. As she made eye contact with Finn and smiled, half of his head seemed to shine when he returned the grin, reflected moonlight again lightening the room and bathing the entwined pair where they lay.

Before a stereotypical 'childhood friend turned romance' situation arose, Chloe was struck by a sudden sensation in her nethers, Finn's penis remaining rock hard, sandwiched between her uncovered crotch and his pelvis.

"Screw it, let's try it," she giggled again, slightly sliding her hips up and down along him. With his length now coated in a sloppy mixture of their juices, Finn lifted himself a few centimetres, and their warmth and combined scents filled his mind before lining himself up and inserting the tip into her pussy, simultaneously halting where he was as Chloe's slim arms flew up and blindly grabbed for him, eventually gripping his shoulders and digging her refined claws into his fur coat as the new sensations flowed through her. His mature girth slid into her, the tingles of pain from her spread labia being drowned amongst the unimaginable pleasure of her first sex, made as comfortable as possible by her similarly-aged close friend and neighbour.

Within around ten seconds, her legs had subconsciously wrapped around his strong back, dragging him into her as far as possible as his knot finally bumped against her, the fullness of his length inside her drawing a happy gasp from the snow leopard.

"Oh my god, Finn," she rasped, overwhelming emotions making her light-headed in their supplementary heat and connection. As the wolf slowly withdrew himself from inside her, her tail twitched, uncommanded, when their juices dripped off his pulsing length, landing upon the smooth fur of the swaying appendage against the contrasting chill of the floorboards. Her tight inner muscles clenched around him, forcing a groan out of the topping male, their panting fairly audible over the lessening drumroll of the rain that had brought them to this place. After a moment's hesitation with only the head of his erection remaining within her, his biceps slightly bulged as his weight was thrown forwards, him filling her again as his hips descended.

Grinning while staring at the ceiling through half-lidded eyes, Chloe found herself withdrawing her arms as his knot threatened to spread her again. Allowing herself to be thrust against, she lay limp underneath the teenager's seeming dominance, sharing the pleasurable sensations rocking through them with every connection. She had never felt as good as this, and part of her wanted to simply let loose, a wild sexual ravaging of her body appealing to the developing hormones common to girls like her. However, Finn knew that their mutual inexperience was reason to restrain themselves, instead picking up the pace, squishing their juices out of her with each thrust. His eyes gradually lowered, now paying attention to the soft breasts which had previously aroused him. With a slightly paler shade of fur in comparison to the rest of her admirable body, the toned mounds of her chest glimmered in the majestic moonlight, the perfect nipples flicking up repetitively, their mesmerising motion matching the pattern of the thrusts.

"Fuck, Chloe..." Finn groaned, the profanity slipping off his tongue, excusable in their situation. His palms rested on the ground beside her chest, supporting his body as he threw himself forward into her over and over, his thick cock steadily throbbing, its strong length creating a plethora of pleasure within the two. At this point, his heavy balls slapped against the floor on either side of her tail, the knot nudging her pussy further open each time his main shaft slammed into her. Clenching his teeth, the squeezing of her inner muscles on his sensitive erection was forcing a familiar build-up in his stomach; he had been taught the basics of orgasm and impregnation. Hesitantly, his thrusting slowed, and a disappointed whine came from the female beneath him.

"You want to have a baby?" he growled, the lack of sensation from his crotch forcing his mood to drop as he pulled out entirely.

"Uh... no," she sighed, sitting up, a little dribble of their juices leaking from her pussy, slightly gaping from its first use. Her gentle paws retracted the claws and slid out of the floorboards, brushing over her thighs before making contact with her natural lube, curiously examining her used nethers.

"C-Chloe, I'm so clo-"

"Shh. I'll take care of it, buddy."

His panting gradually slowing, the wolf returned to his haunches, most of his persisting erection catching the moonlight over his thigh. Shutting his eyes and taking a deep breath, he sat back to relax and his throbbing meat stood tall, waiting for Chloe's attention. Cracking his eyes slightly open, the sight of the snow leopard on all fours, developed breasts hanging behind her arms, a glance at his cock spurring a smile onto her face. One furry arm reached out, the paw again wrapping around the sensitive shaft, light fur soaking up the mix of their juices. Not bothering to warm up, she slid along the thick erection with a firm fist, instantly drawing another pleasured gasp.

Moments after her flurried pumping began, the cock pulsed again and a warm splash of semen spurted from the tip, hitting her directly in the face. Finn's hips reflexively thrust forwards, forcing her hand around his veiny knot, his balls tapping her wrist, and Chloe gave him another pump before squeezing the knot, sending his mind into a whitewash of sensations. As his unspent testicles emptied themselves, Chloe experienced a different kind of whitewash, his surprising amount of cum stringing across her face, later spurts falling short and landing upon her beautiful breasts. After almost a minute, Finn groaned as his orgasm subsided, taking in the sight of his slightly younger childhood friend grinning as ropes of his tasty semen descended and dripped off the light fur covering her face and chest, the sticky substance shining in the mystic light.

"Chloe... I-I think I lo-"

"Pfft. Finn, come on, that was fun, but we're both growing. It's the hormones talking. But on the days you seem on edge during school, I might hoist up my shorts a little for you; hey, maybe we can walk home together and take a little detour here. How about it?"

The wolf chuckled and let his head rest against the cold wall as she began cleaning herself of the result of their sensual evening together.