Dealing With an Intruder
Returning home after running a few errands for her project, Ren the keaton discovers her home has been broken into. Sensing the intruder is still around, and feeling her heat flaring up again, she gets an idea that hopefully solves her problems.
Been wanting to try writing out another new character for a while.
Ren walked through the rainstorm as quick as she could, eager to get out of the town. The keaton's only protection was the long, black cloak she wore, thankfully large enough to cover her three tails as well, with some manipulation. She clutched a small sack close to her chest, shielding it from the rain as much as possible. The keaton looked up and peered into the sky, observing the brightness.
"It will not be long before I won't be able to see," she muttered. "I'd better hurry up." With a grumble, she continued her trek through the rain, walking faster than before past the forest's trees. Fortunately, it wasn't long before the cloaked keaton stood before what seemed to be an ordinary tree standing in a clearing. With a wave of an arm, the tree disappeared, replaced by a stairwell.
"Something is wrong." Descending, she frowned upon noticing there were pieces of wood hanging from the side. Something had destroyed the door that was supposed to be here. The keaton's home was well-hidden thanks to her magic, and it was highly improbable that some large object just happened to fall there. "Something is in here... but what?" Entering cautiously, she sealed the entrance with a magic spell and discarded her cloak, hanging it on a rack. Ren stepped silently to the bathroom, ears focused on the slightest foreign noise.
"Oh, this simply will not do," she muttered as she inspected herself. Despite her best efforts, some of the mud and dirt managed to stain her purple fur. Along with that, she detected a strong, spicy, and familiar aroma coming from her discarded trousers. "It's worse than I thought... but perhaps... yes, that's it! This is the perfect chance to try that spell out." She dug her hands into the bag and covered them in a golden powder, shuddering from the sudden boost in magic she received. She pointed her nose in the air and sniffed, detecting the foreign scent almost immediately.
"Male," she huffed excitedly, "and a non-compatible one at that." The keaton couldn't help but grin as devious thought came to mind, finding the intrusion welcome thanks to her condition. She was positive the intruder had no idea what was going on and had merely stumbled into her home by chance. It would be all too easy and boring to simply use a dowsing spell and find him. Deciding it was better to roll with her heat-fueled thoughts, Ren discarded her clothing, tossing it through the air to spread her own scent.
"So much better," the keaton said, slightly relieved. As she sauntered off to her bedroom, Ren briefly wondered how her "guest" would feel about this before deciding he would approve anyway. She lied face-down on her bed and stuck her rear in the air, using her tails to spread the peppery scent emanating from it. It wasn't long before she heard something thunder towards her position, and when she glanced at the origin she found a gray-furred, wolf-like creature staring back at her... a forest wolfos. The wolfos's tongue hung from his mouth as he panted at the sight. She beckoned him to come closer, her own mouth salivating slightly from the sight of the wolfos's pink tip.
Ordinarily the keaton wouldn't have been taken by such a sight. She had left town before her heat problem could highlight her to some of the more persistent males... not that it was something a spell or two wouldn't fix. Ren had been planning to resolve it on her own, but quickly decided the real experience would be a more lasting solution upon discovering this intruder. He actually looked quite appealing, for a wolfos, and she found herself not minding bearing young with him were she not so strictly confined to her own kind.
It was a wiggle of her tails that coaxed him to press his tongue against her entrance. The sudden feeling shook her and made her moan, even though she had braced herself for it. More moans escaped her while the intruder continued his oral assault, proving to be more capable than she thought. Before long, the licking ceased. The wolfos wrapped his paws around Ren's midsection and pressed his full weight upon her, just barely digging his claws into her fur. Another shudder coursed through her when she felt the tip of his dick prod her. She let out a sharp gasp when, to her surprise, the wolfos shoved his length in her immediately, not even waiting for it to fully develop.
"B-boy, you sure don't waste time, huh?" The slight bit of pain the keaton felt from the slam brought to mind the idea she crafted long before this encounter. As he pounded away, she readied a magic spell between her paws. The bouts of pleasure made it difficult for her to focus, but eventually a small, crimson orb materialized. Ren pressed it into the wolfos just as she felt his knot swell to full. The effect had been instant; his thrusts were brought to a halt and his grip loosened, though this didn't stop the small burst she felt.
"Perfect." Content with her guest and her progress, the keaton rolled, pinning him underneath her. Resting her tails on his face, she rubbed their conjoined tools, grateful for the unexpected moment of bliss and the opportunity he presented her. A small spark left a purple-furred finger and travelled down his shaft, drawing out the rest of her partner's essence with a loud howl. Ren sighed in relief as her own was flushed out of her, taking the bothersome inner flame with it.
At that point Ren's mind began to clear. There was certainly more fun to be had, but for the time being she was satisfied. Lecherous thoughts put on hold for the time being, she turned over and buried her face into his grey-furred chest, focusing instead on sleep and the spell she used on him.
The spell had done more than put the wolfos to sleep. By the time he woke up, there would not be a trace of typical wolfos aggression left in him. While it wouldn't stop the usual predatory behavior, it would make him less likely to attack other adventurers. Briefly she wondered if this would be enough to keep his species's numbers from dropping quickly.
"This is certainly not what I had in mind," she said sleepily as she settled into her new cushion, "but I have no complaints."