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Two orange Ottsels lay in the afternoon sun. Curled around each other in a warm, feral embrace. The wind refreshing and cool on their bare fur as they rested on the plush carpet. The smaller of the two, Daxter, wrapped his arms a little tighter around his mate lovingly. The larger, Tess, returned the gesture by twisting her long heavy tail around his. A comfy smile on her face as she felt warm flesh on the base of that thick tail, gentle but firmly pressed to her.
Tess rolled over. Standing up onto all fours gracefully she stretched out. Taking a few steps around in a circle Daxter watched from the floor enticed. Her otherwise peaceful expression betrayed by the thick carnal scents that hung in the warm summer air as her body naturally wrote out a story of love and want that only those with an Ottsel nose could read. As she began to head across the small rustic home Daxter quickly sprang to his feet to follow, only to then drop to fours to match her. With heavy tails giving not even a peek of paler fur he followed her slowly all the same while his instincts took control over his nervous and inexperienced mind. He stopped as Tess came to the end of her walk near the open window, her steps light as she made sure to step halfway to the side, her tail askew. Daxter stood only able stare at her beautiful soft form that was framed by the golden light pouring in from outside. She gave a nod towards herself, brief and simple, as she stood wide and bowed low away from him.
Daxter took a shaky step forward and then another. His paws heavy but muffled against the pelts underneath him as he played the following scene over and over again in his mind. Raising a hand he reached forward but suddenly stopped, unsure of his next action. He instead placed it back down next to his other as more fitting actions came to him. Carefully Daxter ducked his head down under her thick tail and brought his mouth to her pale fur as a kiss. Soft, like silk, her fur and flesh were easily parted by his small tongue as he partook of her offering to him. Taste as strong as her scent and both just as sweet as the many long minutes spent twisted around each other had clearly left her just as heated as himself. With great effort he pulled himself away from the sweet heat of her pale side. Hands grabbing the small of her back as he lifted himself up tall but found himself unsteady as he slid his arms forward. As he grasped her shoulders Tess looked back to grace him with honeyed words of approval. Her own fuzzy hands digging into the fur pelts underneath them for support as her thick tail only just managed to skirt around Daxter’s waist.
Daxter lingered for a moment as he felt the intense warmth that he was pressed against. All but agony to resist her after such a long road he spoke softly into her ear as he made sure for the final time of her wishes. With her blessing given Daxter wasted not a second as he took his first step into her with a hiss. His legs shook, seeking the best stance as his paws tapped along the ground but even still it did not stop him. Fur striking fur, flesh entwined as he found himself unable to even whine. A great smile plastered across his face as he managed to crack open an eye. Looking down at Tess as she sang a unique song about her pleasures but not with coos or groans. Instead, she was quietly purring. The deep reverberations tickling him as he repeatedly buried himself inside her. Fur and fabric alike stained hotly as Daxter found his rhythm coming naturally and only increased his tempo. Quicker and quicker until he was panting to even catch up. Without warning he felt the spring wind to a sudden snap as he rapidly kept smacking fur on fur, staining fur and fabric alike as he poured all he had hotly into her. His body unable to even lock up as he instead kept furiously pushing against her till he shot his last and his stamina disappeared.
Two Ottsels lay in the setting sun. Curled around each other in a sticky embrace as they found both rest and comfort in each other’s arms.
Tess rolled over. Standing up onto all fours gracefully she stretched out. Taking a few steps around in a circle Daxter watched from the floor enticed. Her otherwise peaceful expression betrayed by the thick carnal scents that hung in the warm summer air as her body naturally wrote out a story of love and want that only those with an Ottsel nose could read. As she began to head across the small rustic home Daxter quickly sprang to his feet to follow, only to then drop to fours to match her. With heavy tails giving not even a peek of paler fur he followed her slowly all the same while his instincts took control over his nervous and inexperienced mind. He stopped as Tess came to the end of her walk near the open window, her steps light as she made sure to step halfway to the side, her tail askew. Daxter stood only able stare at her beautiful soft form that was framed by the golden light pouring in from outside. She gave a nod towards herself, brief and simple, as she stood wide and bowed low away from him.
Daxter took a shaky step forward and then another. His paws heavy but muffled against the pelts underneath him as he played the following scene over and over again in his mind. Raising a hand he reached forward but suddenly stopped, unsure of his next action. He instead placed it back down next to his other as more fitting actions came to him. Carefully Daxter ducked his head down under her thick tail and brought his mouth to her pale fur as a kiss. Soft, like silk, her fur and flesh were easily parted by his small tongue as he partook of her offering to him. Taste as strong as her scent and both just as sweet as the many long minutes spent twisted around each other had clearly left her just as heated as himself. With great effort he pulled himself away from the sweet heat of her pale side. Hands grabbing the small of her back as he lifted himself up tall but found himself unsteady as he slid his arms forward. As he grasped her shoulders Tess looked back to grace him with honeyed words of approval. Her own fuzzy hands digging into the fur pelts underneath them for support as her thick tail only just managed to skirt around Daxter’s waist.
Daxter lingered for a moment as he felt the intense warmth that he was pressed against. All but agony to resist her after such a long road he spoke softly into her ear as he made sure for the final time of her wishes. With her blessing given Daxter wasted not a second as he took his first step into her with a hiss. His legs shook, seeking the best stance as his paws tapped along the ground but even still it did not stop him. Fur striking fur, flesh entwined as he found himself unable to even whine. A great smile plastered across his face as he managed to crack open an eye. Looking down at Tess as she sang a unique song about her pleasures but not with coos or groans. Instead, she was quietly purring. The deep reverberations tickling him as he repeatedly buried himself inside her. Fur and fabric alike stained hotly as Daxter found his rhythm coming naturally and only increased his tempo. Quicker and quicker until he was panting to even catch up. Without warning he felt the spring wind to a sudden snap as he rapidly kept smacking fur on fur, staining fur and fabric alike as he poured all he had hotly into her. His body unable to even lock up as he instead kept furiously pushing against her till he shot his last and his stamina disappeared.
Two Ottsels lay in the setting sun. Curled around each other in a sticky embrace as they found both rest and comfort in each other’s arms.
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