Furry-Within

These moments were so rare in his life, that he savored it. A thick groan escaped his lips as his ears flicked. He didn't want her to get out of bed, So he was thankful for the moment she decided not to.
Those strong arms wrapped around her waist as he grinned when she kissed him. His head turning slightly as he kissed her back, Those hands wondered her back, ass and thighs savoring the feel of her fur in his paws.
  Her words brought a bigger smile to his lips, His eyes half opened. The panther was thankful for these little moments, Her body pressing firm against his gave him a sort of comfort that he rarely sees. The kind of comfort he could rarely afford if at any. To him these moments of cuddling was a luxury he could ill afford.
  He stayed this way, looking up at the ceiling. His hands slowly running up and down her back. His chest lifting and dropping as he just breathed. Slowly his hands became idle as his body began to relax, Drifting off into a light sleep.
Fear kept him from drifting to deep at first. It was these moments he was the most satisfied and the most fearful. Not for his safety, but her own. in sleep he was his most vulnerable, Eventually sexual exhaustion and a deeper sleep claimed the panther.
  Unfortunately it was this deeper sleep that his demons lingered. His breath picking up as his dreams took an unknown turn. His whole body trembled in terror of this deeper sleep as demons claimed the panthers sleep. Making him shiver in terror.
  The panther had no way of knowing that he spoke in his sleep, His jaws clenching and releasing as he mumbled in his sleep. His body twitched as he struggled in his dream.

Watches the panther sleep for a bit. Uses him for a pillow for a bit longer. It was comfortable here for a while. She was not tired, but she was comfortable. She could only hope his sleep came from that same comfort. "Sleep." She whispers softly into his ear. "Sleep" Nuzzling the side of his head. Carefully, slowly she eases off him letting the big cat get his rest. Time now to get cleaned up a bit and raid the fridge for something tasty. W'rrs as she feels her legs tingle standing up. He wrecked her pretty good. She could still see a look of relief on his face even as he slept. She silently saunters off heading for the bathroom and the shower. Running the hot water for a bit as she gathers towels, some shampoo, conditioner, and then some soap to use. This was going to feel good. Adding some cold water to bring down the temp enough to step in and just let the warmth and ssteam soothe her. Letting the hot water rush through her crimson hair, over her rounded Panda like ears, down her ample chest, and her toned back. Between her long legs his semen dripped to the floor of the shower stall. It was still warm as it seeped. She let it flow slowly. Feeling him deep inside her. It was wonderful. It wasn't about sex. It never was. Oh the sex was wonderful, but it was about him and only him. She didn't know everything about thim. She didn't want to. He had secrets she knew he needed to keep. Not to be secretative. No. It was to protect her as much as he could from what haunted him. Every moment she could spend with him was for him not her. To give whatever she could to him. Her body was given freely to give him release and comfort, but her heart was given willingly to give him everything he needed. He had to know.
She washes herself slowly and meticulously making sure to get every solid inch from the tips of her toes to the tips of her ears. Taking this time to think only of herself and her own well being as he sleeps. She could not see his demons haunting him now, but she knew they were there. Humming to herself as she washed. Maiing sure she got down there as well. Her hair came next. Ample shampoo with lots of conditioner to follow. After a few minutes she was drying off with a couple towels. "Crap" Comes the sudden realization she had failed to bring a thing to wear! All she had was the clothes she had on her back when she came in! And they were sticky and sweaty now.....he had clothes!. Stepping from the bathroom butt naked she rummages through his dresser finding a long t-shirt. That was better than nothing. (you can pick what she is wearing XP) She stops seeing him twitch and saunters over to him quickly with some concern on her face. She could wait to eat later. He needed rest and she needed him calm. Climbing onto the bed again and curling right up with him. Whispering soft things into his ears and nuzzling his neck and cheek warmly. trying her best to calm him and give him the rest he needed.

 Those dreams of his was always the same, Only those who have lived in conflict could trully understand. It was always a conflict with someone else, and yet a conflict with oneself. It was here in his sleep was his dreams always so haunted, here is where all his demons came to speak.
Always in darkness, alone besides those who he had let down. Those who died because they simply known him. Those he failed to protect, and those he had let down. Their voices like distant whispers, saying things so silently he could not quiet make out the words. He couldn't see them either in the darkness, yet felt their presence. Here he was alone, Always alone. No matter how he tried to appease, apologize and beg for forgiveness. His only answers were silent whispers.
He felt it first, deep in his subconcious mind he felt something else. A warm body and a hot breath. A new sound came to him, beconing him into blissful blackness. Somewhere she had entered into his sleep, bringing quiet comfort in a place there was none. Slowly his features began to relax as he drifted off into a dreamless slumber.

Calmly watches as the panther finally settled down into his sleep. W'rring ever so softly into his ear making sure she was keeping him there. She runs a soft paw over his chest gently rubbing his soft fur ans she snuggles right up next to him pushing herself against his warm body. She continues W'rring. Now feeling very comfortable laying there against him and lets her soft paw wander downward along his chest to his abs and stomach now rubbing a little more firmly. "Sleep" She whispers every so often between w'rrs and soft breathing into his ear. "I am right here" Nuzzles him tenderly. "you are safe". Paw rubs over his stomach gently.

The panther's lips parted as he drew in breath, her soft w'rrs and warm body helped block out his nightmares. Dulling out the sound of the beating hearts of his ancient enemies and all there children.  Lulling him into a dreamless sleep.
His fingers slowly stopped twitching as his breathing became deep and even as slumber lulled him in. The panther's brow became unfurled as he relaxed in his sleep. Unconsciously the panthers arm wrapped around her waist holding her against him. Snuggling the raccanda in his sleep.

Squirms about a little getting snuggled. That T-shirt starting to ride up over her hips now as she tries to get in close and comfy. Tail swishes slowly about as she w'rrs for him and presses herself firmly against his side. She watched him quietly not really feeling sleepy. Paw rubbing over his chest gently. Making slow circles and working it's way lower and lower drifting over his abs and stomach. She looks down along his side watching her own paw wander lower yet. Something she had often wondered and never tried before on her mind. He tended to sleep heavily when he finally did sleep. She was interested to see, if possible, wether or not she could wake him without waking him. At least part of him. Her paw rubs lower still. Almost there now. She took it nice and slow. She tilts her head up so she can softly w'rr in his ear. Almost there. She felt the tips of her fingers brush over the tip of his sheath. "Easy. Easy." she thought to herself continueing to w'rr into his ear. Slowly she rubs her paw along the length of that sheathe keeping her fingers off and using only that soft paw palm. She gulps quietly. Hoping he will not stir too much and wake up. Her own body now pressing up against him tighter. Arousal starting to take hold as she fantasizes about what she is trying to do. That rubbing becomes a little more firm now as she tries to feel his cock tucked inside that fuzzy sheathe.

The panther's breathing stayed steady and slow of a deep sleep. that chest lifting and dropping  in rhythm with the beating of his heart. That mind of his processing sleep, A deep dreamless sleep that was oddly comforting. Those wrr's of his helping him stay there.
Yet his body reacted to her touch, Her soft palms making that limp sheath roll a bit back and fourth. That thick member slowly became less limp under her fingers.  His sheath slid easily in her hands, That thick semi hard member could be felt hidden just beneath it.
The panther licked his lips, his head turning slightly as he breathed through parted lips.

Crimson eyes widen a litle. He was getting hard quite fast. His sexual energy mst has recovered already. His rip was peaaking out from it's warm hiding place. Sliding her palm down to the base of his sheathe she gives him a tander little squeeze and out pops his tip! Semi-swollen and just begging for attention. She has to move with care and caution so as not to awaken him. Sliding down his side so that she was resting her cheek on his left hip. She watched him. Makiing damn sure she was not moving to fast nor was she distrubing him anymore than she was already. This was fun! Like a thief in the night trying to nab something of extreme value from right under the owners nose! She leans her head over his hip just enought to get her warm tongue over that tip a few times. He had not bathed yet so she could still taste her own essence on him even after she had "cleaned" him up earlier. he smelled stagnant as well. A real meaty smell too. Raw sex mixed with his own musk. It was getting her really aroused now. She squirms a bit feeling anxious as she licks the tip a few times coaxing his cock from it's sheathe slowly until it was out just far enough. Without hesitation she took the head of his cock into her hot little maw with a quiet littke slurp....

Some where in his subconscious mind her motions registered. Though he was deep in his sleep he could feel her actions.
At first it barely registered, Her soft little licks making that thick member grow ever so slowly. That hot little tongue brushing over his tip, those warm wet feelings seeping into his dreams.
His body was relaxed, his breathing even and slow. Yet his fingers twitched from that soft hot little slurp. That tip of his hot  and semi hard in her mouth, just a little harder than he was before.

"mmmmm?" Slurps a little pulling her hot little mouth off his cock. He was definitely getting an erection now. She was used to seeing him hard already. He really was a sexual person so getting to see him like this was definitely a treat. Watching him become aroused made her aroused. She already felt really anxious and she was getting even wetter now. She wanted him, but she had to be patient. he was hard, but still not hard enough. A little more encouragement was needed and she was happy to offer it. She licks her lips and then his shaft a few times before easing him, slowly, back into her mouth. Slowly getting her head into motion. Bobbing back and forth and trying not to go too fast out of fear it would stir him out of his sleep. Savoring the taste of his thickening cock as it got harder and harder in her warm mouth.

His maw opened wider as his breathing got deeper. That sensation of her lips and mouth piercing his dreams. That slow hot sensation, making him groan in his sleep.  His half livid mind couldn't comprehend the source of this hot pleasure.
That thick member and her gentle slow coercion made his body burn with want. That need piercing his sleep, transcending into something else. That place between lust and sleep.
The panther's chest heaved and slowed, His belly lifting and dropping with each breath. God! It was good, A slow torturous rhythm that brought his thick member to life. That thick length of his Hot and hard from her careful attention.
That breathing of his matched her pace, stopping when she did, as if his body craved her attention and refused to do anything until it was giving.
It was as if the rest of his body was none existent, Only his member and that feeling of pure bliss. The rest of his body refused to respond, as if they didn't exist.
  His brow squeezed slightly as his head turned upon his pillow. A thick hushed moan leaving his lips.

"Hmmm?" Hears his moan and stops to pull her mouth off his hard cock with a slurp. She watches him carefully. Smiling at him as he moans softly. His cock twitched drawing her attention back to it. She licked her lips clean of the little bit of drool. he was definitely hard enough now and she would need to move quickly before he calmed back down. Quickly, but carefully removes his T-shirt, which she was wearing and sets it aside. Warm paws drift over his broad chest as she eases herself over to him and kicks her lefs leg over his waste planting a foot to hold herself up. left paw grabs his cock and stands it up while her right paw busies itself rubbing over her swollen clit and damp lips. "easy now." Licks her lips again taking two fingers to spread those moist striped lips while guiding his tip right to her hot little entrance. "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh" Kicks her foot out and gets down into his lap. Her striped cunt swallows his cock whole as she eases her ass right down into his lap then resting both paws lightly on his chest. Deep inside her wet cunt she can feel him throb softly. Oooooo-hoo-hoo-hoo." Shivers and giggles to herself once again looking down at the sleeping panther. She was really getting turned on by this. She had to wonder if he was thinking anything right now.

His mind couldn't quite figure out that feeling. Or quite place it, Hot and wet and wriggling all over his member. That slow motion up and down. Yet some where in his mind, it registered that he was indeed getting a head.  Yes, now that his mind had placed the feeling he could simply enjoy it. That slow pace and thick slurp leaving him just on edge.
A soft hot little whimper escaped his lips as he felt what ever it was draw away. His body and mind both deprived of pleasure. It felt like forever before that sensation returned. Only different, more pleasurable. Warm and hot, wet and slow. All these sensations slowly sliding down his length. Leaving him Tingly with pleasure.
That wasn't the only thing that pierced his dream, Even this deep in sleep he his mind and body both registered the shift of weight.  His arms and legs wouldn't respond, Only his tail twitched here and there.
He felt something over his chest, something else in his lap. Moving deliciously slow. That nice hot wet sensation sliding up and down his cock. There was no wiggling sensation, only the sense of his cock being enveloped by something smooth and hot, and wet as well as silky. What ever it was, gods! it felt good.
Her moans pierced the gale of his sleep, slipping its way into unconsciousness. His mind putting the two together.  he could almost see her in his dreams. Riding him with that thick length, his body responding to his dreams.
  His lips pursed slightly as his tongue lashed out, But in his dreams he was licking her breast, his hands restrained and tied to something unseen. Like his legs as well, his head wouldn't lift so he stuck his tongue out a little further reaching for those nipples.
  It must have been an odd sight for Cyn, the sleeping panthers tongue sticking out, wiggling a bit.

"oh....Ah!" Quickly covers her mouth as she feels him stirring a bit under her. His motions stirring her pot a little. Oh she could see he was definitely into it now as he was reacting to her presence and the fact her hot, wet cunt was snuggly wrapped around his hard, throbbing cock. "What the...oh wait..." Giggles and sees his little suckling motion which she responds to by taking off the t-shirt and and leaning down over him just enough too.... "Epp...oooooooo..." Cooes softly as her left nipple finds his mouth and immediatly gets latched onto drawing out a lustful sigh. The sly raccanda then rolls her hips a bit to see if she can get the cat to respond some  more.

The bed creaked ever so gently under her shifting weight upon his. That slow delicious roll of her hips pressing into his delightful and electrifying.  That feeling of a body pressed to his penetrating his sleep.
Putting him half aware and half asleep, At the very cusp of consciousness.  He couldn't tell if he was awake or was dreaming this, Not that he cared much. He couldn't tell if he was dreaming or if this was actually taking place.
What ever was happening, It made him moan. That thick member only got harder inside of her. The panther didn't move that much, he didn't want her to stop.  Those strong fingers hugged her hips, gliding across the back of her thighs and resting on her ass.
His chest heaved, That hot little Raccanda just felt so damn right against him. His head lifted as he drew in breath, His lips tugging at her nipple as his tongue rolled over it's tip. His need for her like fire, However this torturous pace was what he craved. Holding and cradling him there.