My Summer Flame

"So, Ayden, it seems like you're enjoying yourself."

A warm glow and sense of contentment rippled through my mind, telling me just how much fun my companion was having. He gently rested his head upon my knee, the Ninetales giving a soft sigh of delight. The laxness of his body coupled with the gentle wave of his tails made it apparent that he was loving his rightful reward: a thorough grooming.

I'd showered him with a few other gifts for his key part in winning our eighth gym badge. A few Poffins, a Rare Candy, some Protein... all of which he seemed to enjoy but none of which granted him the pleasure he was displaying now.

"Alright, big boy. Time for your tails." I beckoned towards them with my index finger. "C'mere."

He gave a slight grunt, a small ripple of gray flames weaving in my mind. He was comfortable and didn't want to move.

"Just think of how nice you'll feel with the tangles gone," I coaxed, giving him a grin. "Come on, Ayden-flame, be a good boy."

He lifted his right brow, giving a snort this time. A mixture of blue-green flames flashed then faded, indicating he had no such thing as "tangles" in any of his tails but would move anyway.

Lifting his head off my lap, he crawled forward, fanning out his tails before moving them closer. Picking the nearest one, I started using the brush in slow, careful motions down the length of it as my other hand slid along the underside, supporting the tail as I ran the brush along. The corners of my mouth turned up in a smile, the thick coat of luxurious golden-white fur always a pleasure to feel. As many years as we'd been together, the caress of his soft fur still sent a ripple of excitement along my skin. That he would allow me to touch him - even groom him - made me feel honored, especially given the legends of his kind cursing those who went so far as to touch one of their tails.

Not that Ayden wasn't dangerous, mind you.

Reflecting on the battles we had fought together, I could easily recall the versatility and power my lovely flame displayed. Most of my opponents expected a straightforward Fire-type, but even those who planned otherwise were caught by surprise. Sure, he could hurl a scorching Fire Blast or a blazing Flamethrower strong enough to turn sand into glass, but that only scratched the surface. His real power lay in his adaptability. Confusing his opponents to turn their powers against themselves, using his own speed to outmaneuver all but the quickest of foes... The way he fought was graceful but executed with close to deadly precision. Few of his usual opponents walked away without needing a Super Potion or a visit to the nearest Pokémon Center.

The most impressive (not to mention my personal favorite) was when he would dart in and grapple with his foe. His other talents were powerful, even breathtaking, but nothing came close to watching him pin a Pokémon twice his size to the ground. There was something about the moment in battle when he would dart in like a golden-white comet, vaulting over his enemy or simply bull-rushing them down, and then start working the magic. There was always a span of a few seconds, enough time to draw a breath and fear it wouldn't work, before the larger Pokemon would buckle under the trained and persistent assault. At the end of the match, Ayden would stand triumphant over his powerless foe.

In contrast, Ayden was soft and affectionate outside the ring. It was truly remarkable how such a dominating force on the battlefield could lay so quietly in front of me, giving a soft lick to my shoulder and neck as I brushed his tails. The comforting heat of his body washed across my exposed skin, causing me to move a little closer for warmth. I hadn't changed out of my bikini from our earlier bath and, while his internal flame acted like a natural dryer to him, my suit and hair remained damp enough to send a chill through my body.

As I moved from one tail to the next, his gentle heat continued to dry me off. His finished tails brushed against me as they swayed in lazy pleasure, the not finished tails twitching as if awaiting their turn. With my stomach and legs resting against his side, I could feel his fur brushing against my uncovered skin. I drew a calming breath as I moved to the next tail, trying to ignore the soft touch of his fur coupled with his heat. It seemed to be no good, however, as they both called to me, whispered for me to come closer, to enjoy them more...

Finishing with his last tail, I used my hand to wipe my forehead off, feeling unusually warm. I was startled to find him looking at me, studying me, as if something I'd done had interested him and he was trying to figure it out. Meanwhile, I could only look into those luminous crimson eyes and feel the world around me slowly fade. His mind reached out for mine, as it often did, offering a gentle caress of warm reds and golds to express his gratitude towards me. As golds seemed to sparkle and the reds grew hotter in my head, I reached a hand to touch his neck, thinking how easy it would be to let myself go. I could get lost in those eyes...

But I had no idea what would happen if I did.

Breaking away from the comfort of his mind was like coming out of a waking dream or trance. I could feel the world returning around me, the soft sounds of the hotel air conditioner humming, the dripping water from the bathtub we'd used earlier, the lingering scent of lavender in the room from the soaps I'd used... suddenly all of that became apparent as I blinked, trying to clear my head.

Kissing him gently on the forehead, trying to hide my face and thoughts from him for a moment, I considered what to do. I didn't want to confuse or anger him with the current contents of my mind, given his uncanny ability to pick up on what I was thinking. Watching him move and fight was always exhilarating... but the more we fought together and the closer we became, the more exciting he became. His lithe movements. His enticing body heat. The sheer exotic feel of it all.

It was a very inviting fantasy.

More than that, though, was the empathic bond we'd spent the past few years developing. We were closer to each other than ever before, readily able to share thoughts and emotions. I realized that my own fears and inhibitions were probably the only remaining barrier between us, the only thing that divided us. I often found myself imagining them gone with a mix of excitement and apprehension; to let nothing stand between us, to truly bond...

I needed to finish his grooming or I'd be unable to think of anything else.

"Um, okay..." Swallowing, I pulled away from the gentle kiss to his forehead, offering a smile even as I felt him curiously glancing over my mind. "What's next?"

The question distracted him as he considered it, my Ninetales adjusting to press a bunch of fur into my idle hands.

"Oh." I put my hand against his side, examining the thick ruff of fur around his neck. "Thanks, Ayden."

I barely noticed the flicker of orange in my mind that he gave as an acknowledgement, concentrating on brushing the thicker part of his fur without hurting him. While his sleek tails might be tangle-free, the fur around his neck was another story. I took my time and went slowly, working loose the long hairs that had twisted and bunched together. As I worked my way along his neck, he rested his head on my shoulder. It was heavier and more distracting than being on my knee, with no small thanks to his warm breath washing down my back.

Shivering a bit, I tried to focus, my hands rather unsteady. I could feel his taut muscles ripple under his fur as he leaned against me, causing my breathing to become shallower as dark fantasies flashed through my mind. Forbidden thoughts haunted my mind and tempted my body, the simultaneous siren call almost too much to bear...

Seraphina?

I jumped, the object of my hidden desires touching my mind at that exact moment. He hadn't said my name, per se, since he didn't speak human tongue. He did understand it, however, and he would "say" my name by weaving a beautiful chorus of multicolored flames through my mind. The mental display was far from a burst of fireworks, yet it was his signature, his personal call to me.

This time, though, it was colored with an air of confusion and questioning.

I tried to bury my thoughts, try to hide what couldn't be hidden. It was already too late, some of the images and feelings echoing back across the link. He knew. I couldn't come up with any words, any explanations. All I could do was wait for his rebuke, for him to turn against me in disgust.

But then... then, I stopped to "listen" to his stream of emotions. I felt a pang as my own desires flashed back through my mind. Then, a sense of confusion when other images joined it. I saw myself rescuing him as a Vulpix, nursing him back to health, then asking him to join me on my journey. I felt the joys of us traveling and training together. The fear of when we were ambushed. The sheer power when he was thrown onto a half-buried Fire Stone. Flashes of history played back through his eyes and into my mind faster and faster till the images blurred and spun, my mind racing as I tried to keep up until...

A brush moving through his fur. A gentle touch of soft skin on his fur. A melodic voice mere inches from his ears. The sigh of a sweet scent, a scent of a loved one. Such a sense of contentment at our proximity, a slight thrill at every touch... and a soft ache with the knowledge that it couldn't be.

This time, his mind pulled away first, leaving me again with the sensation of coming up for air. Mouth parted, practically panting as I regained my senses, I let the revelation sink in slowly, looking up suddenly when I realized what it meant.

Before I could react, Ayden leaned forward and touched his muzzle to my lips in semblance of a kiss.

The contact lasted for a fleeting moment before he pulled away, looking at me as if awaiting judgment. His mental stream was still muted, allowing me no further insight into his thoughts, not that I really needed them. My mind was still coming to terms with this turn of events, having never fathomed it before. Not only did my golden-white Ayden-flame not judge me or what I felt... but he actually felt the same way about me? With my hand still on his neck, I did the only thing I could think to do at that point.

I leaned forward for another kiss.

I saw his eyes widen and felt his mind open to me again, a flash of white-hot flames dancing in my mind. Before I could even guess as to what it meant he pushed forward, pressing his lips against mine.

This time, we didn't part.

My heart was pounding in my chest, a mere minute ago this seemed so wrong... and yet I couldn't imagine it any other way. My thoughts were interrupted by a warm, wet intrusion against my mouth. It took a moment to realize that he had slipped his tongue out of his mouth and was lightly tracing my lips. My own lips parted without a thought, inviting him in, both of us tilting our heads into the now passionate kiss.

Time passed unnoticed, both of us content to revel in the intimate contact we were sharing. There was a lingering hint of mint along his tongue from a slightly different kind of brushing, and then a flavor that was all his own. We both moved closer, still reluctant to let our mouths part, our bodies pressing tight against each other. I was getting warmer and my swimsuit, now dry, was growing rather uncomfortable.

I pulled back for a moment, placing soft kisses along his jaw as I reached a hand back to fumble with the knot on my bikini top. A gentle nip on my neck distracted me, as did the warm, wet nose trailing along my skin, scattering my thoughts. Bright golds and dark reds displayed in my mind like a two-toned aurora as I finally managed to undo the back of my bikini top. Tossing it aside, I could already feel my skin prickling with awareness when my breasts encountered the soft, heated fur of my Ninetales. Moving back to kiss him, I pressed them further into his fur, muffling my moan as I felt a flash of heat race down my body, my legs pressing together and shifting at a sudden, potent wave of arousal.

A moment later he broke the kiss, his nose flaring as he tilted his head and drew in a breath. Swallowing as my mouth went dry, I needed no empathic tip-off to know that he had just picked up my scent. Leaning closer, his nose started at my cheek and moved down my neck, pausing at my breasts. He didn't move for some time, just looking and letting his nose draw in my scent. I opened my mouth to say something, only to completely forget what it was as he suddenly moved forward, his muzzle stroking the side of my left breast. The gasp I gave was unintentional as I felt the soft furs brush against me, my nipples already so hard they were aching to be touched. I felt his head shift, a sudden pulse of reds and golds again, before I felt his warm, moist tongue stroke my left breast, grazing my nipple. The heat from his breath and tongue together as he continued to bathe my breast in his saliva made my fingers curl into the fur of his neck, pulling him towards me, encouraging him for more. When his lips curled along my nipple, his teeth giving a tiny but sharp pinch, I almost screamed.

When he pulled away, I nearly sobbed.

As he changed from my left breast to my right, continuing to tease me with his wonderful tongue and playful teeth, I could feel my cheeks flush as the warmth inside me built and built. Soon, I was mumbling words of encouragement and soft sounds of need, stroking his neck and whimpering when I could feel his teeth come into play. Never hard enough to hurt me, just enough to make me jump and moan. I could feel his pleasure at my response echoing in my mind, bouncing my feelings back to me as well as his own.

I couldn't get my swimsuit bottom off fast enough.

Tugging the ties on either side, the bottom came loose and lay under me. I thought to move and throw it with its mate, but Ayden's tongue moving down between the valley of my breasts, stopping to swirl around and in my belly button, continuing the journey onward till he arrived at my nearly-dripping nethers made it a fleeting one. My fingers wove deeper into his fur, bunching into fists at the breathless anticipation I felt, his heated breath against my petals. When he finally did press his nose closer, I could only whimper and spread my legs wider to give him better access, both hands unsteadily guiding him towards his goal.

I didn't realize I was gasping until I was interrupted by a moan, my body tensing as Ayden slowly pressed his tongue a full inch or two into me. Neither did I realize that I was now pulling him, needing more of that tongue in me. The heat, the feel of it, and the knowledge that my Ayden was lapping at my most intimate area had me bucking against his muzzle, any remaining inhibitions melting away under the sultry heat. Every lick took him deeper and deeper until I couldn't stand the teasing any more.

It took a few moments to gather the willpower I needed to pull away from him, his soft whine of disappointment and my own desires working against me. However, I had a greater need at the moment: curiosity. He had plenty of time to explore my body... now it was time for me to figure out his.

I wanted my beloved Ayden-flame burning as hot inside for me as I did for him.

Biting my lower lip, momentarily unsure of where to begin, I pushed gently on his shoulder. He complied, though his thoughts wavered, his tails fanning out behind him for balance as he lifted his left hindleg for me. Breathing deeply, I reached my hand out to run it along his chest and stomach, stopping when it encountered a bulging sheath, a light cherry tip already visible at the end. With my other hand, I reached further back, gently cupping his furred balls, slowly exploring them with my fingertips. Out of all the fur on his body, this newly discovered patch was by far the softest. Another thrill rippled through me as he inhaled sharply at my touch, the large orbs growing harder in my hand as his gorgeous shaft slipped further outside of its home.

Finding it only fair to return the favor, I leaned in.

His musk was stronger here, even spicy. When my lips touched the side of his cock, I felt it jump, stiffening and sliding even further out. I traced along the veins with my tongue, feeling the blood within pulsing, humming with the same need coursing through my body. His shaft was only somewhat cooler than hot wax, not enough to burn me but definitely heated. I felt him shifting, adjusting to provide me better access as I had done for him. Panting softly, I took the slightly tapered head of his cock into my mouth and moaned around it as it grew harder, the somewhat salty flavor of his precum mixing with the spicy intoxicating musk of the horny male Ninetales. Bobbing my head, I took as much as I could in my mouth, sucking every now and again, pleased beyond description when I felt his unintentional bucks against my mouth.

It was Ayden's turn to start panting, his malehood already fully erect. The heat and taste of his cock fueled my own desires and emboldened me to try for more, continuing to suck on him as my free hand moved back to fondle his balls, giving a gentle touch then a squeeze, making him yip in surprise before growling huskily with pleasure. The pre in my mouth was becoming thicker, more and more of it releasing as his craving to claim me mounted. I swallowed it and pulled back despite his plaintive objection, his tails moving to embrace me, trying to bring me back to his aching cock.

A cock I already had other plans for.

"Ayden..." His tails stilled as ruby eyes met my gaze, my own need mirrored inside of them. "I love you." His breathing hitched and I felt a swell of red and sparkling gold as he "repeated" the words back to me.

"And now..." I trailed off a moment, watching how he looked at me, captivated by the huskiness in my tone. "I need you. I..." I faltered on the words, the very idea of what we were going to do next making me want to cum right there. "I want you to claim me, Ayden-flame."

Twisting within his tails, unable to help the soft coo of pleasure as they danced along my skin, I got on all fours for him, watching as his tails slowly pulled off of me and he moved closer. When he was near enough, I tugged gently on his foreleg, wiggling my ass so he'd get the cue.

It seemed he didn't really need it.

With a swiftness I had always found captivating, my beautiful kitsune mounted me. I gasped, my back arching against his chest and belly, the fire in my netherlips doubling as I felt him sliding forward. His shaft lightly bounced against my crotch, causing us both to groan. As I reached back towards that glorious length, steadying the rest of my body with three limbs rather than four, I felt a muffled query in my mind that took me a little time to translate.

In response to his hesitation, his willingness to make sure this was okay, I simply projected my arousal, desire, and love for him. He quickly echoed his own back, amplified by our joint state of mind. With that settled, I gently grasped his shaft and guided the tip to my sex, moaning wantonly as the anticipation gathered on my nerves, threatening to kill me if we didn't continue soon. We shifted a bit, making sure the other was comfortable before he leaned forward suddenly, thrusting into my depths.

I couldn't tell if the silver sparkles in my mind were real or a projection of Ayden's, the feel of his cock inside of me far beyond what I could have ever imagined. Any warmth I felt before paled to the heat I felt by the hot length buried inside of me. His forelegs gripped my sides, his claws scratching over my skin while his magnificent, surprisingly strong tails wrapped around my lower body to keep me in place. I couldn't move... but I had no idea why I would want to. As my body adjusted to the heat, I could feel every subtle ridge, every vein, and every detail of his gorgeous shaft inside me.

I could also feel an unexpected welling of pleasure from deep inside me, fueled by the heat, my exotic lover, and his previous stimulation. My climax was approaching, and while I tried to stop it, the soft growling of contentment he made as he gave another solid thrust completely undid me.

With a mix of a sob and a shout, my inner walls clamped down on his unsuspecting shaft, Ayden yelping softly as a mix of confused blues entered my mind. I couldn't even respond as the immense pleasure overwhelmed me, a low moan the best I could do. You'd think that I would be lukewarm (if not cold) to his shaft, but judging by the sudden flare of silver, gold, and red in my mind, he not only understood what had happened, but felt it too.

And, on that note, he began thrusting in and out of me almost immediately.

Trying to recover from my first orgasm, I dropped to my elbows. The sudden shift in weight plunged him deeper inside of me, his tails and forelegs still holding me to him as his hindlegs pushed him forward, the rutting instinct quickly taking over. The swirl of pleasure, of emotion, of sheer heat around us increased with every motion, my breasts swaying and brushing against the carpet of the hotel room floor as he pounded it all into me.

Well, not quite all.

As my previous climax's bliss faded back into need, the enlargement at the base of his shaft piqued what little brainpower I had left. It took a few seconds to even put a name to it before I knew what I wanted more than anything. I wanted all of him in me, as deep as he could go.

Arching my back, pressing back against him, I tried to position myself for his full entry... but his knot still only hit against my pussy, never pushing in.

With a desperate moan, I tried putting my desires into words. "Ayden... flame... I... I want it... in me..." With a cry as he hit a spot of ecstasy I resorted to begging. "Please!"

There was a brief wisp of confused blue amongst the warm gold and reds, the silver fading before strengthening as a change in angles suddenly had me seeing stars. And yet, his growing knot kept slapping against my sex, so close to entering but not. I couldn't help but feel a slight pang of disappointment as it swelled to full size, though knowing what was about to happen eclipsed my dismay.

"Ayden," I whispered, clenching down on his shaft. "Come for me... Come on, baby..."

His thrusts became more rapid with my encouragements, the friction of our sex only adding to the heat. We both were moaning with each breath, our voices growing louder with the sounds of our excitement, our bodies pressed as close as they could before he came. There was a stiffening in his body, his cock suddenly throbbing inside of me, shooting a thick load of his hot seed within. My hips bucked back against his, once again clenching around his length, my climax sneaking in as my pussy milked him for more of his hot spunk. My hands dug into the off red carpet under us, my toes curling at the nearly full-body orgasm that hit me. Ayden rested his head by my neck, offering a soft whine as he felt my body clench around him, my wet juices splashing against his cock and dribbling down my thighs. His tails held me tighter, if possible, and his body seemed even hotter.

It was hard, but I managed to shift from under him, his tails relaxing only when he realized I wasn't leaving, just adjusting myself to a more comfortable position. I shuddered a little as I felt his cock slip out of me, the still hard member slapping against my stomach and ass, coating it in both of our love juices. Pivoting, I managed to turn so I was on my back, my gorgeous Ninetales standing over me, nuzzling my neck and stroking my sides lovingly with his tails. The few scratch marks he'd left me he licked over with his tongue, apologetic but almost pleased by the sight of a physical reminder that he'd claimed me.

Wrapping my arms around his neck when he got closer, I pulled him down to me for another kiss. The feeling of his hot body and soft fur on my thighs, belly, and chest made me whimper as my body, already sensitive from its last climax, was more than eager to feel more. While he felt like a golden-white furry radiator, and had done quite a bit to otherwise get me hot and bothered, I wasn't feeling ill from the heat at all. Instead, I felt extremely needy. My pussy was still twitching from the last climax, but it wasn't enough. I needed more.

I wanted all of him.

"Ayden..." I whispered, breaking away from the kiss. "You didn't tie with me, dear."

His ears flicked back and he seemed subdued before a hesitant reply came back.

"You didn't want to hurt me?"

He looked away and gave a slow nod, clearly distressed by the thought. While I found it sweet he cared so much, the feeling of his hot and still hard length against my thigh made me realize that sweet wasn't going to fix it for either of us.

Letting out an exaggerated sigh, I fixed a stern gaze on my sexy Ayden-flame.

"You disobeyed orders."

There was a quick note of surprise followed by an echo of shock, the colors weaving quickly as he tried to explain, his eyes wide as he turned to look at me. A hand on his muzzle interrupted him, so to speak, and I made sure to meet his gaze, a slender smile on my lips though I tried to hide it.

"Yes, Ayden... I told you that I wanted it in me, and you disobeyed." My voice dropped to a low, seductive murmur. "And disobedience must be punished..."

He didn't have much time to react as I sprung, twisting him sideways and grappling him to the floor. There was a surprised flash of green and blue flames in my mind as he looked up at me from the floor, his forepaws curled submissively against his chest while I sat on his stomach. I couldn't stop the sly grin from spreading on my face, knowing that while he could have easily fought back... he hadn't. He knew I was in control.

Just the way I wanted it.

"Calm down, my flame," I whispered, stroking the fur along his cheek, watching his eyes nervously darting from my face then to the side, then back again, as if he wasn't quite sure what was going on. "Or you'll spoil the mood..."

His throat moved suddenly, the gulp almost audible. He wasn't used to seeing me so dominant; hell, I wasn't either... but I was kinda liking it. Watching his throat swallow again, I spread my fingers through the fur along his chest, feeling the nervous flutter of his heart as his eyes glanced from my face down to my sex, his nose twitching. From his angle it would be easy to see the mix of my juices and his still warm seed dripping down along his fur and my thighs. Noticing his sudden fixation, my grin widened as an idea came to me.

"Oh, Ayden..." I crooned, slowly dragging his attention back up to me. "It seems your trainer is making a mess..." Rising up a little, pressing my hand once firmly against his chest to warn him to stay still as I turned, I positioned myself so my pussy hovered over his face. "Be a dear and clean me up."

I was startled at how quickly he jumped to the task, almost instantly pressing his warm snout against my netherlips. With a muffled whimper, I felt him nuzzle deeper against it before his long tongue emerged, stroking the outside of my pussy first before diving in deeper. He lapped greedily at the concoction our mating had made, a pulsing warmth entering my mind as his tongue dived in again and again, soothing and pleasuring me at the same time.

With a contented moan, I pushed myself further down, forcing him to shove his tongue deeper within me. I was worried for a moment that I might be pushing him too far, but the sudden burst of gold sparkles reassured me he was enjoying it as much as I was. Swirling his long tongue as deep as it could go, my hips began to roll as waves of passion-born warmth spread through my body. My inner walls spasmed around his probing tongue, my thighs tightening repeatedly around his head, groaning as I felt him pull his tongue out to pant against my needy sex. I could tell I was on the verge of something big... but despite the wonderful sensations of his tongue, it still wasn't enough for me.

"Th-that's more like it," I gasped, his tongue slipping back inside of me. "Now... how about a reward, my Ayden-flame?"

I felt his ears perk up and tickle my thighs before I slid down his feral form, running my hands through his belly fur, rubbing the way he used to like it... probably before his feelings made such contact difficult to handle! He certainly responded well to it now, his softening length growing hard again, slowly sliding all the way back outside of his sheath. He wasn't hard enough yet to have his knot back... but it wouldn't be long.

In the meantime, I once again pulled the head of his shaft into my mouth.

This time, there was a bitterness mingled with the salty, spicy mix. I could only assume it to be my own juices still lingering on his shaft. I wasn't sure if I liked it but it wasn't enough to make me stop. This time, more familiar with his length, I worked on swirling my tongue around his cock, able to angle my throat better in this position to work on taking more of him within me. Rather than tease his balls this time, my hand that wasn't supporting me went to squeeze the base of his cock, pleased to see the slightly pronounced bulge slowly forming. Running my hand up and down along the skin of his cock not currently within my mouth, I continued sucking and running my tongue along him, "cleaning" him off as he, in turn, lapped wildly at my insides.

For a finale, I decided to see just how much of him I could take without gagging. My hand squeezed harder to steady him, ensuring he didn't thrust and hurt me while I was making my attempt. I was able to get almost all of him in, the tip of my nose just shy of bumping into his soft, furry balls as I went down. Sliding him back out of my mouth, I gave a tiny cough and shook my head at his purple-flamed wave of concern, distracting him by moving my head back down to his base and licking from the bottom to the top, throwing in gentle nips along the way. When I reached the tip, a splash of pre hit my cheek and I could only smile, wiping it away with my index finger and licking it clean, making a muffled moaning sound that Ayden repeated against my pussy.

The salty, musky taste and feel of that exotic, arousing length quickly spurred me to the next phase of my plan.

"Time for your punishment, Ayden." I felt his tongue still, the nervous blue flames tickling in my mind again, warring with the flashing golds and flaring reds. "Discipline must be kept at all times..."

He gave a weak whine of agreement, making me smile as I shifted my body again, this time turning to face him. His sparkling red eyes held confusion and lust, making me feel warm and powerful all at once.

"As your punishment," I continued, "I want every last drop of your seed in me." I pressed my pussy against his hard cock, my wet juices running down his length as I rubbed it against him. "And I want all of you in me this time, giving me the ride of my life, fucking me till I cum so hard I can't think." Moving a hand between us, I reached for his cock, hearing him inhale sharply as I positioned it in front of my entrance. "Then... maybe then, I'll call it even."

With that, I pushed my body downward, his shaft easily sliding into my wet, wanton sex.

We both moaned. I could feel every bit of his silky fur against my legs and thighs, brushing against my breasts as I leaned over his chest. His tails lashed once, frantic, then curled around me, claiming me. They touched over my back and thighs, my sides and arms, their bushy, sinuous lengths sending all manner of sparks and jolts through my body. My back arched as they hit half a dozen sensitive spots, the sudden change in angle and tightness having quite the effect on him.

I certainly didn't miss his yip, or the way he turned his head, glancing at me through nearly closed eyes, and gently pawed at my chest, urging me for more. Slowly, I began to rock myself against him, clenching my muscles around him as I moved. The reds and golds swirled in my head, a whirlpool of rich colors as he whined, bucking his hips upward in response. Stroking his chest, I could have sworn I felt his shaft grow harder inside of me as we moved together.

Pushing myself upward so I wasn't laying directly atop him, rather, I was more sitting on top of him with his cock inside me, I felt even more of it push inside. Rising myself up, I pushed back down and up again, repeating the motions, enjoying the way he seemed to fill me past completion. His thrusts were growing more frantic, the slowly expanding bulge still managing to easily enter my sex with each stroke. Each movement seemed to kindle new waves of heat within me, my breasts and womb feeling near on fire. I slid a hand to feel my stomach, crying out as he thrust into me, making the heat flare. Moving my same hand upward, I squeezed my right breast harshly, whining as I pinched my own nipple, thinking earlier to his teeth. His feral growls and sharp yips mixed with the now jumping, glowing reds and flashing, popping golds in my mind, each noise and flare of color sending a thrill along my spine. I was starting to feel his knot growing bigger as I bounced against him, heralding the approach of his climax. Meanwhile, all I could think of was that I needed him, all of him, within me to reach the plateau.

Which had been my plan all along.

"Wuh-want you... in me..." I gasped, slowing down just enough to grab his attention. My voice was ragged and I sounded needy, but I was past caring. "I want... every last bit of you..." Making sure his eyes were on me, I pressed myself against his knot, working at my nearly fist-sized goal.

"Every. Last. Bit."

I rose up an inch to adjust then slammed back down, a satisfying 'pop!' and a mix of fire and pain following. My breath was gone instantly, my entire body shuddering as my inner walls spasmed around him, adjusting to this new expansion of him. The both of us were still, each getting used to the feel of the other before I moved first, grinding against him as my pussy stretched to accommodate him. His backlegs were kicking the air besides me, his tails still surrounding me, pulling at me as he bucked, his back suddenly arching as the golds and reds swirled into one molten color, the sea of pleasure washing us both away.

"Oh, god! Ayden!" I bounced faster. "I... I'm gonna-!"

My entire body tensed, tightening against my love's shaft, unable to speak with the sheer ecstasy of it all. The feel of his full knot widening inside of me combined with the fur along my skin was just too much for me to bear. Right at the brink of my own, I felt my Ayden-flame's desire give way, the molten colors erupting like a miniature volcano as his knot expanded even more, stretching me to my limit. His shaft throbbed hard as he came, forcing me to scream as I felt a veritable spray, like that volcano, within me, burning pleasurably against my insides. I had probably cum yet again, but by that point, I was lost. The feeling of his hot, thick seed coating my insides shattered what little remained of my mind and I howled like never before.

And, for a moment, our mental connection blazed.

I could feel him as he felt, the tightness in his balls and cock as he climaxed, the powerful heat that blazed within him. I knew he could feel me as I did him, the warmth in my belly that expanded outward, shattering everything around me, the two of us joined as one for one brief, powerful eternity.

It was bliss.

My vision blanked. I remembered drifting in and out, warm fur surrounding me, lulling me back out of consciousness. Even during the moments when I did manage to open my eyes, colors of silver sparkled in front of them, too bright to bear. Every flare of pleasure in my body gradually died down to a heated afterglow, augmented by a warm, pleasurable pressure where his knot remained in my body as we floated together, in... and out.

I knew his knot would stay there for at least a few more minutes, keeping all of his seed and my juices locked inside me. We were bound, held together by our bodies and something much, much deeper.

Gently, before I felt myself fading out again, I reached to stroke his muzzle, smiling at the face of my love, my flame. My Ayden. He smiled back, his eyes mere slits of red before they closed completely, calling to me with musical, multicolor pattern of flames caressing my mind. I moved up along his chest to place a soft kiss against his mouth, smiling as I watched eyelids slowly open, a weak pulse of red and gold surfacing before he flashed those multicolors again to symbolize my name. In return, I simply gazed back into those deep, captivating crimson eyes of his.

I could get lost in those eyes. I had no idea what would happen if I did...

But tonight, I didn't mind finding out.Chapter End Notes:Hopefully shouldn't be any errors, we were pretty thorough in our joint editing! Please let us know how we did, wish us luck in the contest, and keep your eyes peeled for more collaborations on the horizon