The forest smelled like wet pine and secrets tonight.
I stood with my back to the tree.
Rough bark bit through fur and cape as I held Meowscarada aloft.
Her plush thighs locked tight around my neck. Her weight settled firmly across my shoulders. Her dripping core hovered at perfect mouth level while her tail brushed the trunk behind her.
Moonlight sliced down in thin silver knives across the clearing.
The pond lapped quietly a few metres away, but all I could really hear was my own pulse hammering in my ears.
And the soft, broken sounds Meowscarada was making.
One clawed paw had buried itself in my brown hair. She tugged me closer whenever my rhythm eased even slightly... as if she feared I might pull away.
I wasn't going to pull away.
I dragged my tongue in another long, flat stroke, bottom to top. I flattened it against her entrance, then curled the tip just inside.
That sweet-musky taste flooded my mouth again. Wild honey. Something darker, riper... Like fruit left too long in the sun.
Every time I swallowed her down she let out a tiny, shattered "Nyaaah…♡". The sound hit me straight in the gut.
Her claws pricked my scalp. Not hard enough to hurt. Just enough to beg for more.
So I gave her more.
I sucked gently on those swollen folds. Then I plunged deeper.
Her walls quivered and clenched around my tongue like they wanted to keep me there forever.
My hands gripped those plush thighs to hold her steady against the tree, keeping her elevated just right as her body arched in response.
Below me, Lopunny knelt in the cool grass at my feet. Long ears swayed with every bob of her head.
Warm, wet heat wrapped around me halfway down. Lips sealed tight. Cheeks hollowed just enough to make my toes curl.
One soft paw cradled my balls. She rolled them with careful reverence, memorizing the weight.
The other paw slipped between her own thighs. Fingers disappeared into slick heat. Her hips rocked in tiny, helpless circles while she worked me.
I felt every flick of her tongue. Lazy spirals around the head at first.
Then long, dragging strokes along the underside pulled fresh precum out of me in glistening beads.
She pulled back once, just far enough for a thick, glistening string of saliva to stretch taut between her plush lips and my swollen tip.
It snapped softly when it finally broke.
She dipped lower.
Warm breath fanned hot across the sensitive skin of my balls.
She drew one heavy sac into her mouth with deliberate care, tongue curling around it in swirling laps.
While her soft paw kept rolling the other gently between her fingers, kneading, tugging lightly, then cradling again like she was savoring every subtle shift of weight and texture.
The sensation hit like electricity. Wet heat enveloped one side while velvet pressure and slow circles worked the other.
My hips jerked forward without permission. A low groan rumbled up from my chest as fresh heat surged through me.
Every gentle suck and roll sent sparks racing up my spine, making my cock twitch hard against the cool night air.
Lopunny felt it immediately, the way I throbbed, the tiny involuntary flex of muscle under her paw.
Her own breath hitched around the sac in her mouth. A pleased little hum vibrated through the sensitive skin, rolling deep into me.
She could taste my reaction, feel the way my body answered her touch... and it only made her work with more devotion.
Her tongue pressed flat, then flicked teasingly along the seam before she finally released the first one with a soft, wet pop.
She didn't pause. She shifted, drawing the other into her mouth with the same worshipful care.
Her paw now slid up to wrap around the base of my shaft.
It stroked in long, twisting loops, firm enough to milk another bead of precum to the surface, slick enough to glide effortlessly, while her tongue rolled and sucked with lazy, contented pressure.
Up above, Meowscarada felt every jolt that ran through me.
My tongue, already buried deep inside her, moved faster in response, pressing harder against her quivering walls, curling insistently against that sensitive front ridge.
She gasped.
Claws tightened in my hair. Her thighs squeezed my neck in rhythmic pulses, matching the rhythm Lopunny set below.
A broken "Nyaaah…♡" spilled from her lips, higher now, trembling with the shared feedback loop of pleasure rippling between all three of us.
A low, pleased "Lopuu~♡" vibrated straight through me again, deeper this time, muffled around the sac she still held so gently.
When she finally slid back up the length, she took me deeper than before.
Nose brushing my pelvis.
Tongue flattening completely along the underside.
It rippled in thick, undulating waves that almost drew me further inside with every pass. Wet, filthy sounds filled the night: soft slurps, muffled moans, the slick glide of her lips sealing tight once more.
Every time I throbbed against the roof of her mouth she hummed again... Like she was drinking down every reaction I gave her.
Meowscarada's breathing started to fracture. Her cape had slipped off one shoulder.
Tail lashed once, twice against the bark. I could feel the heat coiling tighter in her core. Her inner walls kept rippling around my tongue. She was right on the edge.
I pressed flat again. Lapped in broad, insistent strokes. Then I sucked hard on that sensitive bud while my tongue curled against her front wall. She bucked. Sharp. Desperate.
A high keening "Nyaaaa…♡♡" tore out of her throat.
Her whole body locked up.
Legs clamped so tight around my neck I could barely breathe.
Claws dug in.
Walls pulsed hard around my tongue in rhythmic spasms. Hot, sweet nectar flooded my mouth in waves.
I caught it all. Swallowed greedily.
My free hand squeezed the plush curve of her thigh to keep her steady while she rode it out, her weight shifting fully onto my shoulders and grip.
Long, rolling shudders moved through her. Until she finally sagged against the tree. Boneless. Glowing. Little aftershocks made her twitch against my lips.
Lopunny down below sucked harder. Cheeks hollowed. Throat worked greedily around me.
Her fingers curled inside herself at the perfect angle. A muffled "Lopuuuun…♡~" hummed straight down my length. Her hips bucked against her own paw.
Warmth coated her fingers. Her body shuddered through bright, crashing waves.
That tipped me.
Meowscarada still fluttered weakly against my tongue. Lopunny swallowed convulsively from her knees.
A low groan ripped out of my chest. Hips jerked forward once, twice. Thick heat pulsed straight down the back of her throat in heavy spurts. She took every drop. Eager. Hungry. Tongue rippling in milking waves until I was spent.
For a long moment we just stayed like that.
Meowscarada's thighs still quivered around my neck. Lopunny's lips stayed sealed around me in soft, tender aftercare. Breaths came ragged.
Hearts hammered. The night air hung thick with the smell of all three of us.
Time blurred into soft haze...
Bodies shifted in slick, lazy entanglement. Lazy touches lingered. Afterglow blurred into fresh desire.
They were so lost in each other that no one heard the tent flap open.
No one noticed the quiet pad of footsteps drawing nearer. Pulled by the lewd, unmistakable sounds drifting through the dark.
Then… a pair of wide red eyes gleamed at the clearing's edge, catching moonlight like polished rubies.
Someone had woken up.
And was coming closer.
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