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Tess let out a sigh as she felt the wandering hand of her boyfriend Daxter dip down from its comfy spot on her fuzzy belly to the edge of her blue shorts. Her hand also moving to stop it and in doing so elected a sigh from Daxter. He had been patient of course as finding a human who was into Ottsels was no doubt rare but just as they had worked out when to have that long awaited night she was transformed into an Ottsel herself. The keen senses, huge tail and much smaller frame being nothing short of overwhelming and as the night came to she had to refuse the advances in fear of herself. Daxter was nothing short of understanding though and promised to wait as long as she needed but as the days ticked on and the stressful adventures ran long he found his needs to be winding painfully tight. A few weeks had passed since her transformation now and while she had learned to walk on two legs, groom herself and use her now more powerful nose she still did not feel ready. Even worse was that now they had a nice house to themselves he had to sleep in the same scent soaked bed as her, see her wearing only the most minimum of covering… and so his immense patience had start to run dry.
Relaxing after a long day, of adventuring for Daxter and building for Tess, he made an attempt to try and give her a nudge along. The soft cuddles they would have on their make shift sofa as she would read proving to be the perfect stage for him to try to pluck her strings but again she was quick to resist.
With the march of his fingers stopped before they began he stood up, stretching himself like a cat before starting to head off for a walk however just as he made a step away Tess pulled him back by the tail. Falling back into her waiting embrace she wrapped her arms around him. His questions met only with a whisper back of a tale about scents, what they meant and how she had noticed he had a certain smell that could only be found when she was near… With a kiss to his cheek she gave him an offer, a compromise. A promise of her own.
Nimble and strong fingers of a true engineer had his belt off within seconds, the cool air brushing past himself making his tail twitch against her but in doing so made her flinch. Even with three layers of clothing between them such a sudden movement was just too sensitive but still she pressed on as he leaned back so comfortably into her warmth. A playful smile broke out across her face as her hunch about the scent was proved right, the poor thing had not even turned to his own hands for comfort since he had met her. With such dedication only spurring Tess on she slid a nervous hand down his belly until she made contact with the hot flesh of his erection. The simple touch followed by a loving squeeze causing him to groan hungrily but also whine as she withdrew it to her mouth, the slick licks done with haste but even so she could smell him so clearly, the taste so strong. Too strong she decided as she returned her now ready hand back to where it belonged. Her tail winding around his as her spare hand pressed him further into her embrace.
His legs kicked, toes curling as she squeezed and played with him leisurely. Finding all his little soft spots like a trained masseuse before gripping him tightly at the tip and firmly bringing her hand down to the base. His cries of pleasure nothing short of thankful as she repeated the action some more, giving him just enough time to get used to it lest things run short, before adding some curve to her wrist as she pushed down. Her head was swimming in his musk but still she opened one eye to see how he was doing, the unfocused eyes and panting breath painting a picture for her while the loving lick across his cheek only proved to make him melt into her as all words failed to form. With the warm sticky drool of arousal pooling around her working hand she increased the pace while ignoring any complaints her wrist had about the act. With him leaning so comfortably into her she took her second hand off his chest to wet just like the first before taking it lower than the other to warmly embrace his pair of fuzzy balls as a spare finger rubbed him in just the right place. His warm panting turned to labored breathing as he gritted his teeth and called out his stuttered warnings but still she continued, wrist burning as she brought her hand rapidly against him with a slap over and over while the other moved to grind small circles over his tip.
His body locked, legs shaking as he shot months of pent-up lust into her waiting digits while the other still gripped and rubbed him gently to squeeze out every ounce of that frustration. He lay there panting in the hot afterglow while her sticky but cleaner hand moved to cup his sensitive orbs for comfort. The other however she was curious about as she brought it up to her but even from this distance it was intoxicating and made her head spin wildly, if not for how strong it was she would have liked the feeling really. With one final test to do she brought her hand to her muzzle and gave the pungent fluids a lick only to gag instantly as the small drop felt like a gallon of salty vinegar washing over her tongue. She looked over to her “schnookums” with sad eyes, it was going to be at least a month before she could do anything more than this but even so the way he cooed and praised her handy work filled her with confidence that he would last at least that long if her wrist did not give out first.
Relaxing after a long day, of adventuring for Daxter and building for Tess, he made an attempt to try and give her a nudge along. The soft cuddles they would have on their make shift sofa as she would read proving to be the perfect stage for him to try to pluck her strings but again she was quick to resist.
With the march of his fingers stopped before they began he stood up, stretching himself like a cat before starting to head off for a walk however just as he made a step away Tess pulled him back by the tail. Falling back into her waiting embrace she wrapped her arms around him. His questions met only with a whisper back of a tale about scents, what they meant and how she had noticed he had a certain smell that could only be found when she was near… With a kiss to his cheek she gave him an offer, a compromise. A promise of her own.
Nimble and strong fingers of a true engineer had his belt off within seconds, the cool air brushing past himself making his tail twitch against her but in doing so made her flinch. Even with three layers of clothing between them such a sudden movement was just too sensitive but still she pressed on as he leaned back so comfortably into her warmth. A playful smile broke out across her face as her hunch about the scent was proved right, the poor thing had not even turned to his own hands for comfort since he had met her. With such dedication only spurring Tess on she slid a nervous hand down his belly until she made contact with the hot flesh of his erection. The simple touch followed by a loving squeeze causing him to groan hungrily but also whine as she withdrew it to her mouth, the slick licks done with haste but even so she could smell him so clearly, the taste so strong. Too strong she decided as she returned her now ready hand back to where it belonged. Her tail winding around his as her spare hand pressed him further into her embrace.
His legs kicked, toes curling as she squeezed and played with him leisurely. Finding all his little soft spots like a trained masseuse before gripping him tightly at the tip and firmly bringing her hand down to the base. His cries of pleasure nothing short of thankful as she repeated the action some more, giving him just enough time to get used to it lest things run short, before adding some curve to her wrist as she pushed down. Her head was swimming in his musk but still she opened one eye to see how he was doing, the unfocused eyes and panting breath painting a picture for her while the loving lick across his cheek only proved to make him melt into her as all words failed to form. With the warm sticky drool of arousal pooling around her working hand she increased the pace while ignoring any complaints her wrist had about the act. With him leaning so comfortably into her she took her second hand off his chest to wet just like the first before taking it lower than the other to warmly embrace his pair of fuzzy balls as a spare finger rubbed him in just the right place. His warm panting turned to labored breathing as he gritted his teeth and called out his stuttered warnings but still she continued, wrist burning as she brought her hand rapidly against him with a slap over and over while the other moved to grind small circles over his tip.
His body locked, legs shaking as he shot months of pent-up lust into her waiting digits while the other still gripped and rubbed him gently to squeeze out every ounce of that frustration. He lay there panting in the hot afterglow while her sticky but cleaner hand moved to cup his sensitive orbs for comfort. The other however she was curious about as she brought it up to her but even from this distance it was intoxicating and made her head spin wildly, if not for how strong it was she would have liked the feeling really. With one final test to do she brought her hand to her muzzle and gave the pungent fluids a lick only to gag instantly as the small drop felt like a gallon of salty vinegar washing over her tongue. She looked over to her “schnookums” with sad eyes, it was going to be at least a month before she could do anything more than this but even so the way he cooed and praised her handy work filled her with confidence that he would last at least that long if her wrist did not give out first.
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