The Sweetest Dessert
It's been a while and I really wanted to get back into writing, this is a sequel to my previous story, but it's not necessary to read that one.
I've been fleshing out my characters a bit so there might be some inconsistencies here or in the future. I do like how this turned out even if it's really short.
I hope you enjoy!
Paul sighed, leaning back and patting his belly. The slim cheetah was at a restaurant sitting opposite to his date of the night, a large hyena who appeared to be grinning at any given time. "I have to say, I didn't take you for such a big eater," the hyena said, still finishing his dessert. "Well, I haven't eaten much yet today, I uh, was really nervous actually," the cheetah replied. They were some of the last clients in the dim-lit room. The restaurant wasn't anything fancy, but they had good food for a reasonable price, and the cheetah knew a fur who worked here.
"I could barely tell, though the way you keep jittering may have tipped me off," Allen chuckled. "Hey, that's just because you can't keep your paws at home," the cheetah murmured. The hyena had been poking at the smaller cat throughout the evening, starting off by brushing his footpaw along Paul's toes. The feline didn't assume it meant anything until he felt that same paw sliding between his legs, along his jeans. He had almost spit out his food as the large paw had pushed against his crotch.
"I didn't hear you complaining," the hyena said, as he brushed his paw along the cheetah's inner leg once more. It was fair to say Paul was getting pent up, a clear bulge in his jeans and a slight hint of sexual musk whiffed from the pre that coated his briefs. He wanted to reply but he was lost in his words as the large padded paw slipped along his thigh to put some more pressure on his crotch. No doubt anyone who had a good look could see what was going on, but the only other patrons were seated far from them. Allen took another casual sip from his wine as he wiggled his large digits in the cat's lap, a soft moan escaping the spotted fur.
"Ahem, would you guys want anything else?" Paul almost jumped from his chair, sitting up straight coughing and looking away from the waiter. "No, we're good. We'll just finish our drinks and we'll be right there for the check." Allen smiled at the panther. Instead of straightening up however, he pushed his footpaw further, his claws tickling at the waistline of the cheetah's pants. "alright then, you okay Paul? Look a little red." The black cat could hardly contain a chuckle. "Yeah yeah, just uh, had a bit too much to drink I guess." "He's a lightweight huh" Allen smiled at Paul's classmate. "Well, I hope you had a good time, I'm sure your night will be great," the panther said as he took away the empty plates and glasses. Though the cheetah could swear he heard his friend murmur "Just don't make a mess" as he trotted of.
"Friendly guy," the hyena noticed. "You're horrible," was all the yellow cat could remark, shivering in his chair as his dick throbbed in his pant, staining his undies. "Really? I guess it's time to go home then, if you don't want me around," Allen threatened as he slowly pulled his paw back. In no time the cheetah's hands shot out, grabbing the large foot and pressing it against his crotch once more. His moan was soft but audible as he humped the thick pads. His eyes shut and mouth wide open. Just a few seconds more was all it took for the cat to blow his load. His shaft pulsing inside his pants leaving a dark wet spot where his cum flood out copiously. "now we can go," he mumbled, letting go off the hyena who simply enjoyed the show of this cute cat ejaculating in his pants. Not wanting to push his luck any further he obliged taking out his wallet and heading off to pay for both while the cheetah tried to retain his modesty with a napkin and a few tugs to keep his shirt as low as possible. He was sure some of the other furs in the restaurant were staring at him as they left. Still he didn't feel that ashamed as the hyena's arm draped along his shoulders and a pair of sift lips kiss his neck, whispering. "Let's go to my place."