When I Wake Up

Noir wasn’t about to leave a poor desperate damsel to relieve herself here in the steamy pools. Maybe she felt like she caught him but Noir wasn’t leaving without having her at least once. Wanted or not. But she wanted him. This was the moment that Noir craved, being so deeply desired. Duchess pressed herself against him, forming her body perfectly against his own. Se moved with him easily as Noir’s dark paw continued to caress her wet fur beneath the surface. He trailed over her hip and slipped his paw to press his toes against her belly. His question was mostly rhetorical, he was ready to have her just like this.

Then she shifted in his grasp, wiggling against him as she moved to press her back against the ledge of the pool. Blue and lavender eyes met hers as she slipped her paws up to his chest and kneaded the fur there. His grin turned lopsided as he basked in her attention, she spoke every word he wanted to hear and gave herself up with no hesitation. He chuckled lightly at her words, really she had no control over his actions, he would do exactly what he wanted, her permission or not. Noir suspected she was already well aware of her position beneath him.

Again he felt surprise at her greedy nature as she wrapped herself around him and claimed his lips for her own. He closed his eyes and leaned into her, feeding off her need and desire. Her slow careful movements inspired him and at first Noir would move easy and slow, easing into their time together. He grinned into her kiss and held her rump against him as he joined them together there in the steamy pool. Gentle to start the man would eventually build on their passions, showing his selfish desires as time went on.