>>25079737 >"A-are you sure you'll be alright?" >You nod to Twilight >She just looks at you worriedly >"Oookay, I'll leave you two alone." >She closes her bedroom door >You're finally left alone with the love of your life >Smarty Pants sits across from you on the bed >There's a checkers board in between you >You were winning until Twilight interrupted you >You don't even remember whose turn it is now >So fuck it, you flip the board off the bed, eager for the next step Ravish me, Smarty Pants! >He sits there, staring at you >There's no bulge in his pants >You're doing it wrong >Beads of sweat fall down your face >Maybe he's not this type of person >Maybe he doesn't actually like you S-sorry >He just sits there stoically >Staring at you with that eye of his >Maybe he wants you to make the first move >You're so nervous >But anything for him >You lean forward on the bed, bringing your palms down on either side of him >His limp body leans back in response >and falls to the bed flat on his back >It's now or never, anon >You lean down until your lips touch >He doesn't say a word but you know he's enjoying this
>>25079786 >His cold lips don't give you any reaction >All you feel is his soft plush skin pressing into yours >Maybe you're meant to be in control >Your arms move to his, pinning his tiny form down >You chance a tongue out, hoping to elicit any reaction from him >There's none, but you still press onwards >Your tongue laps against his soft lips, matting the fabric and giving it a rougher feeling >There's not enough air and you haven't done this before >You pull out, catching your breath, breathing heavily >And lick your lips, remembering his soft taste >It was your first kiss >And you're sure there could never be any better Did you like it, Smarty? >Cool, silent type, no responses, no reaction >Just laying there on the bed, ready for the taking >You get in closer, bringing your lips near his ear, whispering I can do more... >You're not sure if you're doing this right >He's always been the assertive one, but you've never gotten this far before >He doesn't react, but you could've sworn you heard a grunt from him >Your left hand reaches down his sides, brushing past his gentle fur >Down to his pants as you bring your head back up to lock eyes with him >You give an awkward smile as your hand gently tugs on his pants, trying desperately to find any reaction >As usual, he remains his stoic self
>>25079812 >You start pulling his pants down, tugging at it, while keeping your eyes trained on his >There's no way to tell if he wants you to continue or not >Your hand stops, but not of your own volition >His pants are held up, tight, almost like it was sewn onto his body >Maybe he's just not ready >Maybe... Y-you want me to undress, Smarty? >You could've sworn he nodded, and you can feel his leering eyes on your body >Those lecherous glances send your heart aflutter and your loins burning with desire >You hastily strip off your shirt, discarding it off the side of the bed >It drops with a thud onto the soft carpet floor >Your hands move down across your stomach, trying to put on a show for him Am I pretty? >You blush when you feel him staring at your naked torso >He doesn't stop looking >He definitely wants you now >Next come the pants >He doesn't seem as interested, as his eyes never leave your torso while you unzip >Maybe it's his way of saying not yet? >You unzip fully, but leave your pants on for the moment >Maybe later, when he wants to see it >His eyes are cold, and they keep staring at your torso >An involuntary shiver runs through your body >Maybe this was too much, too fast >Maybe you two just aren't ready >His hungry eyes continue to stare at you, expectantly >You pick him up, falling onto your back as you bring his soft body close into yours >So he can see closely all of your upper skin >But secretly so that you don't want to look into his unmoving eyes, so intensely focused on you >No one's ever looked at you like that before >Was it even a good thing?
>>25079830 >His bottom rubs against the top of your pants >You can't help but move his form down a bit, bringing him under them >His head had shifted when you slid him down across your stomach >And they're now staring at you again >But in a nicer light >You're finally doing something right >His bottom rubs against your boxers, and you feel yourself getting hard for him >His demanding look only fuels your growing boner >It's impossible to hold it any longer, and your hands leave him briefly to tug off your pants and boxers >You lay there nude, his clothed form rubbing all against your skin >The tip of your cock rubs against the bottom of his pants >And it feels so soft >Like rubbing against a cloud >You can swear you see a blush flushing across his face >He's enjoying this, but he doesn't want you to know >You can tell since his facial expression is trying hard to keep the same >You start moaning without realizing it >The love of your life, rubbing against your cock >And liking it >Your cock slides up and down his back >As your movements speed up, your tip sometimes goes in front of him >It feels good, and you clear his form of your cock before moving him down against your length >Making sure each thrust is as long as possible >The friction feels amazing, and you start leaking onto him >The wet precum matting his fur gives pleasurable resistance to your movement >Your moans are loud now, and you're sure anyone standing outside could hear you
>>25079861 >Not yet >You can't cum now >Not when he's enjoying it so much >Your cock twitches and throbs against him >But you slow down, coming back from the edge >And bring your eyes to him >He looks so adorable, so cute, and sexy as he bounces up and down your cock >You give him a wordless gentle smile >And you swear he gives you one back >You slow down enough, and start turning him around >But before you do, you give him a look just to make sure he's fine with switching positions >His silence gives consent to your actions, and your turn his body around >His mouth faces the tip of your cock now, and your drive him down onto it >Your tip meets wet, soft, but closed lips >He probably enjoys this >The bottom of his pants are wet >You use your thumbs to rub against him >But you feel nothing >It must just be your precum >Or no, he has to be excited after all of this >You're not that incompetent >Are you? >Your tip still meets forceful resistance, but that doesn't matter to your anymore >You try to push your cock into his mouth, jamming his body down hard >If he wants to play hard to get and silent and sexy, let him >Your thumb continues to fiddle with his backside, while your hands wrap around his small body >You feel his lips give way a little but not enough >So you continue to shove him down
>>25079879 >You feel him finally give >The sound of his cries, like fabric tearing, fills you up with joy >He's finally spoken, and it was to finally accept your cock >It's inside and you feel something soft, scratchy >It must be his tongue >You continue to thrust his body, deeper now that your cock finally breached him >His insides scrape against the underside of your cock, sending pleasurable shivers throughout your body >He won't open his pants, not tonight >No inhibitions now >You shove him forcefully, trying to get your full length into his petite little body with every thrust >You don't even get that far in before you feel the fabric on the other side of his head >It feels different, coarse, rough >But heavenly all the same >Your cock spasms inside his head >Ready to blow >You give his body a couple squeezes, trying to tell him you're about to cum I-I'm gonna... >The experience is unbelievable >Your entire body convulses as you reach climax >Your legs clamp together a little bit as you bury your cock deep inside of his head >His body is held tightly in your grip, and you force him to take all of it >Spurt after spurt, every single load, you make sure he swallows >All the while, soft scratchy insides rub at your cock >Tickling you, coaxing more cum >What a slut, Smarty is >You never would've known >You shudder as you finally empty your balls into his mouth >Your tip feels slimy, and a little bit uncomfortable, like things are stuck onto it >The lips of his mouth feel uncomfortable, like a jagged hole instead of consenting lips >But you lay there, in bliss, looking up to the ceiling with a smile >None of that matters to you now >You bask in the afterglow, smiling, until you slowly nod off, his lips still sucking on your cock
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