I woke before Sable the next morning. Pale light beamed in through my window, painting everything the soft gold of the morning sun. There was a chill in the air, but it was held back by the warmth radiating from every part of my body. It was like I had a personal heater pressed up against my back.
My tails coiled tighter as I blinked my eyes open. They were sprawled around me and sable in a messy halo, acting both as blanket and binding ties holding my lover close to me. Not that she needed any help with that.
Sable’s arms were wrapped around me, meeting just over my lower tummy. She was curved against me, her large chest molded to my spine and shoulders. Her every warm breath stirring against my fluffy fox ears. Her knees tucked into mine, and every point of contact between me and her was skin on skin.
I soaked in the feelings of being held as she spooned me in her sleep. My tails calmly roved up and down her body, gently massaging the muscles that’d been such a turn on last night. The steady thump of her heart against my shoulders almost lulled me back to sleep. The heat and pressure all around me was so, so deeply comforting.
One of my tails curled back to brush against her cheek. She didn’t even stir. I carefully turned my head, careful not to wake her up. Her arms tightened around me in her sleep like she didn’t want to let go, and her hands splayed wide against my stomach and groin.
Her neck was a tapestry of red and purple blooms. Some had already darkened into deep bruises while others were still bright and fresh. They trained down her collarbone, disappearing under my tails. Several pink crescents from my teeth were mixed in like islands in the sea that was her tanned skin.
Sable, the big bad wolf, was marked from jaw to groin. I wasn’t actually all that into hickeys and bites. Kissing was a bigger turn on than biting for me. I’d just gone along with it last night since she seemed to enjoy it so much. That might be changing, though. I’d be lying if I said a pleasantly warm, possessive feeling didn’t curl in my chest. My tails tightened around her body once more.
Her face was totally at peace in her sleep, appearing softer than I’d ever seen her. Her usual sharp jaw and predatory glare had loosened like a puppy gently sleeping. Her lips were slightly parted, and every breath brushed over the top of my head. She looked… softer. She definitely didn’t look like the dark wolf who’d gotten me drunk and pinned me down.
I shifted, and her nipples brushed against my skin. A shiver went through me as my thoughts instantly turned lewd. There was something so erotic about waking up in the arms of my lover that I couldn’t quite place into words. It was warmth and comfort at the same time. Part of me wanted to wake her up to keep playing and basking in the feeling.
I held back, though. She had her stream tonight, and I definitely didn’t want to fog her mind more than I had to before then. My tails loosened and pulled away from where they’d been entwined around her. The motion caused her to pull me back against her chest. Her hot fingers and slightly sharp nails dug into my stomach so pleasantly that I had to bite my lip to keep from making a sound.
Carefully so I didn’t wake the wolf, I slipped out of her grip one inch at a time. My tails followed, untangling from her reluctantly like they wanted to go back and burrow against her body. The traitorous limbs obeyed once I started smacking them around, though.
The second I was free, the cold air hit me. A different kind of shiver ran through me as I swung my legs off the bed and stood up on the cold floor. I was covered in last night’s evidence… right, shower first. I could figure everything out in time.
My shower was quick. I wanted to let her keep sleeping, so I kept it down as the hot water beat against my pleasantly sore body. Instead of getting my tails soaked like I usually would, I kept them out of the spray and simply wiped the sweat and remnants of last night out of them. By the time I was done, I was as fresh as always.
It was so much easier to dry off doing it that way that it hardly needed mentioning. My skin was even more flushed as I left the steamy bathroom behind and headed to get clothes.
My eyes landed on the crumpled pile of clothes near my bed. Specifically, Sable’s worn out flannel that looked incomparably cozy thanks to the years of use softening the fabric. I padded over and picked it up before I could change my mind.
The fabric was even softer in my hands. The sleeves were slightly frayed, but it smelled like her. I pressed my nose into it and breathed deep, catching the wild scent of her body. There was a layer of sex and sweat underneath that, but that was more so thanks to my ruined bed than anything. I pulled on the flannel without any hesitation.
The sleeves fell down past my hands. Sable was taller than me, and that showed as my delicate shoulder peeked through the flannel. The hem fell down to my mid thigh as I buttoned it up. After thinking for a moment, I rebuttoned it misaligned and stopped at the top couple. It messily covered me, but in such a way that should be worse than if it didn’t.
I lifted the collar to my nose and took a heavy breath. My eyes fluttered closed. It was like Sable was still pressed up against me. Her scent wrapped around my body, curing into the space between my breasts. I swayed slightly, and shook my head to clear the sudden fog.
Sable was still asleep, so I pulled a pair of sweats out of my closet and a form fitting tank top for her. After thinking for a moment, I also grabbed a pair of cute pink-white striped panties marked with a fox. [Sexy Shmexy] really was incredibly useful. It was so nice not having to worry about clothes.
I padded into my small kitchen as my tails swayed lazily behind me. I didn’t have much in terms of food. To be honest, I ate take out almost everyday. I had the money, and this body of mine never got fat no matter how much I ate thanks to [Top Tier Design]. That being said, I did have eggs.
I settled over the stove and started to cook. I had plenty of skills, but cooking definitely wasn’t one of them. I wound up breaking the yoke on every single one of the eggs, making them an ugly wash of white and yellow. It was a bit embarrassing, but she could just starve if she dared to make fun of me.
”What time is it?” A rough, groggy voice called from behind me. I glanced back over my shoulder to check on the wolf.
Sable was propped up on one elbow. Her dark hair was a chaotic mess against my pillow, and she sat completely bare. My blanket was really just a sheet. It’d been ruined and tossed aside last night, so there was nothing to cover her sexy body.
My eyes trailed across her exposed skin, greedily drinking in the sight of her nude body sprawled across my bed. It was a sight I could never get tired of. The way the skin of her belly creased with how she was sitting did things to me. The fact that her legs were spread just enough to fully expose her beautifully dark pussy and the tuft of black hair on her mound definitely didn’t help things.
My thighs ground together as I flipped an egg, and I had to force my eyes away before my abused cunt grew even wetter. I knew I should’ve put on underwear. At this rate, I’d have to go take another shower to clean up my thighs. “It’s nine thirteen.” Read the latest chapters at novelping . com.
”Mmm.” Her amber eyes were heavily-lidded, squinting against the light streaming in through my window. The traveled down across my body, pausing on the exposed skin of my collarbone peeking out through the unbuttoned parts of her flannel.
Her expression shifted, instantly going from drowsy to sharp. Her lips parted slightly, and she just watched me for several long seconds. “Fuck, Seren.”
”I have no idea what you’re talking about.” I turned back to the pan before my triumphant smirk.
”Don’t act innocent, fox. You know exactly what you’re doing to me first thing in the morning,” the wolf practically growled out.
“Maybe. Maybe not.” I flipped an egg, my nose crinkling as I realized I burned it. “There’s clothes on my desk, and a towel in the bathroom. Water should be hot.”
”I’ll need cold.” She slid out my bed, and stretched out. Her tits bounced with the motion, and it took all I had in me not to stare at her glorious body.
Bad decision. Bad decision. She’s a bad decision. Bed decision. I should bed her. Bed decision. I repeated the words in my mantra to keep from jumping her bones. Thankfully, she grabbed her clothes and slipped into the bathroom before my willpower could slip.
By the time I managed to make some eggs that didn’t look horrifically burned or disgusting, she already got out of the shower. My vulpine ears twitched as she slipped out of the bathroom, tracking her movement across the apartment.
Sable quietly padded until she was right behind me. The heat of her legs pressed through the pair of sweats I got her into my bare skin. Her warm arms wrapped around me. Her hands slid down until they rested on the prominent curve of my hips, and she dropped her chin onto my shoulder. It was such an affectionate gesture that it made me feel deeply cherished.
”You look so sexy, Seren.” She blew a breath down the collar of her flannel, making goosebumps stick up. “Wearing my clothes and cooking breakfast for me. You could be the perfect house wife.”
“You want breakfast or not?” My tails wrapped around her, holding her close even as my voice leaked annoyance. House wife? Really?
Her thumb traced a slow arc over my hip as one of my tails wrapped around her arm. Her voice slipped into a rough rumble against my back. “I’m trying to decide what I want to eat more.”
I pulled forward just enough to meet her gaze. Sable looked at me with the hungry eyes of a predator like I was something delicious that she could never get enough of. The combination of her scent spooling around me, her gaze, and her heat pressed against me a confident smirk rise to my lips. Yeah, I was doing this to her. Ugh, I loved getting rises out of people. It was even better getting a rise out of someone I was actually starting to care about.
I shook my head before I could fall for her seductions. I was determined to not have sex this morning, even if every fiber of my being wanted to so desperately. “I’m starving, so you can eat now or starve.”
“Eggs sound delicious.” She chuckled, and slid her hands back from my hips to my lower back. They rest right around the base of my tails, affectionately rubbing against the soft pink fur. ”Do you have coffee?”
”There’s a pot over there and grounds are in the cabinet.” I pointed to the side with one of my tails. “I don’t have milk or sugar.”
”That’s fine. I like it black.” Of course she did. I did too, though, so I didn’t say anything. Sable let go of me, and busied herself making coffee for the two of us.
I plated the food a couple minutes later and carried it over to a small table built into the wall. Sable was already waiting. Her long legs were stretched out and crossed in a totally relaxed state. The tip of her tail, curled around her body so she could sit, wagged as I approached.
“The panties were cute.” She sat up straighter as a plate full of choppy, misshapen eggs slid in front of her. She didn’t complain, and instead nodded her thanks to me.
”Mmmm. I thought they’d fit your innocent and adorable vibe.” The thought of her walking around in something so cute compared to her usual dark aura was too funny to pass on.
“They’d fit Bella a lot better.” She laughed softly.
I sat down across from her, though instantly grew distracted. The morning light caught on the red and purple marks across her neck, highlighting them like an array of jewelry. “Admiring your work?”
My ears flattened, and I poked at my eggs. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to go that hard.”
Heat flooded my cheeks, and I busied myself with eating. We sat in silence for several long moments. It wasn’t the uncomfortable kind of silence though. Sable was… the dark wolf was someone easy to be quiet around. When she wasn’t drawing moans and gasps out of me, anyway.
“Those were good,” she finally said after we finished eating.
“You don’t have to lie.” I sipped at the cup of coffee she made for me. I picked out several pieces of shell out of my own eggs, so the odds were she did too.
“Cumin and paprika was an interesting choice.” Her warm amber eyes dropped to the flannel covering me again, and she shifted. “Looks good on you.”
”Everything looks good on me.” I couldn’t cook very good, but I sure as hell could look good doing it.
Sable snorted, though didn’t say anything. Instead, she leaned back in her chair and stretched her arms over her head. The movement pulled the tanktop tight against her chest, flashing her nipples through the fabric. Side boob spilled out around her clothing, and made yet another rabid flush of heat pool in my stomach.
I sipped at my coffee, and the bitterness helped keep my mind from drifting too far into lewd land. “Debut’s tonight.”
“Ugh, don’t remind me.” Her arms slipped back down, and she returned to a state that I could look at her again.
“Why? Nervous?” I almost turned it into a joke, but held back at the last second when the memory of her drunk admission hit me.
”Nah.” She scratched at her hair, and ruffled her black ears. Her messy hair turned even more chaotic. “More… I don’t know. Antsy?”
I shrugged. ”Antsy and nervous are basically the same thing.”
We fell silent once more. After breakfast, Sable helped me gather up everything I’d need to take to the wash. The scent of arousal and sex clung to basically my entire bed, making me flushed every time I caught the lewd decadence. Stupid sensitive nose.
Sable gathered up all of her stuff except for the flannel still draped over my shoulders. She caught me staring at her, and smirked. “See something you like?”
”Isn’t it obvious?” My ear flicked, and I took in the sight of her once more. So fucking sexy. It was actually unfair. The only thing sexier would be her sprawled out on my bed while I—ahem.
As if sensing my thoughts, she crossed over to me. Her hand cupped my jaw, and her thumb brushed across my bottom lip. “I can feel you eye-fucking me Seren.”
”Can you blame me?” My tongue darted out, and licked the tip of her thumb. Honestly, though, a bit of my morning horniness had faded. Her touch just felt deep comforting and calming against me.
Sable’s eyes darkened. She leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to my forehead instead of my lips like she probably wanted to. My tails wrapped forward, and pulled her into a hug. “I’ve gotta go. Willow will be pissed if I’m late.”
”I know.” I allowed myself to melt into her one more time before pulling away. “Kill it tonight, wolf.”
She grinned, and backed away. My tails unwillingly released the wolfgirl. Her hand dropped to my flannel instead of my jaw, and she hesitated for a moment. “Since you’ve been such a good girl for me, you can keep it.”
“Don’t call me that.” I crossed my arms over my chest.
”Say that again when you can manage to keep your tails from wagging.” Pot meet kettle. I glared at her own softly wagging wolf tail.
”I’ll see you around, Seren. Next time…” She shrugged and let the words settle against my mind. The stupid wolf headed for the door, sparing one last glance my way before she slipped out.
I stood there for a long moment, watching the door as I hugged her flannel to me. My nose pressed into the collar of her flannel, and I breathed deeply once more. Once I regathered myself, I started the long process of deep cleaning.