Fan Fiction

This story is from Fang’s point of view. I decided to write it in his terms. Hope this is Want Fang wants to stay Happy. Sorry it took so long Fang but this one I wanted to write to perfection!! ~_^ 

You walked in warily, not knowing quite what to expect. I say nothing, just taking your hand and leading you through the doorway. After you pass, I close the door behind you and throw the blot. You jump a bit as the spring latch slams home, and look back at me, but I only smile and wink. You look around; you have never been in my bedroom before. You look at the mess on the floor, look back at me, but I only shrug and smile. You watch me light some of the oil lamps, your smile slowly growing on your face. I turn off the light and we are bathed in the soft gentle glow of the lamps. Standing, I walk over to you and gaze into your eyes. Nonchalantly, almost flippantly, I scrach my head. Easily, oh so easily, I put my arms around your waist and you put your arms around my neck. Gently, hesitantly, we kiss.  Softly your lips press against soft, smooth, and alive. We kiss repeatedly, and a sigh and a purr escape your lungs between kisses. Your arms tighten about my neck as I hold you even tighter in my embrace. my arms slowly massaging your back and tail. We are very close, and your pelvis rocks forward, meeting my own. For the first time, our mouths open my tongue meets yours, both tentative, exploring, searching. A moan builds in my throat and you capture it with your mouth and return it in a kind loving purr. We stand there, afraid to break the embrace, your heart beating faster and faster, matching mine in intensity. We break the kiss, loosening the embrace, and look into each other’s eyes. Your search my face, looking for a sign, afraid of “Stop,” hoping for “Yield”. I look down, and reach towards the top button on your shirt. I grasp it, and undo it while gazing into your eyes. Your breathing has slowed; you are afraid to move. Down your shirt I go, undoing button after button. After I have finished, I draw your close and kiss you again. Reaching towards your collarbone, I put my palms on your shoulders, and running my hands over your smooth skin, I push your shirt off you and onto the floor. You are not wearing a bra. Looking down between us, your already erect nipples brushing against my chest. I shiver, and we smile. Your pull my T-shirt of my Levi’s and pull it over my head. Enjoying the feeling of our hands on our backs, we press close again, your breasts flattening against my chest. We kiss, not hesitating, our tongues greeting each other like two old friends. Your pelvis presses mine again, but with a difference…. It encounters my stiffening cock. Your chuckle, and purr, and wiggling your hips and tail. I smile and tickling your short ribs. We fall to the bed giggling. We roll together and, lying on our sides, embrace again. Your throw your leg over my hip and press your crotch to mine. Taking the initiative, you kiss your way down my neck, across my furry chest, and follow the hair to my navel. You tease me with your tongue, looking up at me and smiling when I tense in response. Turning back to your task, you undo the buttons of my Levi’s, one by one, exposing my cock. You rub it lightly with your soft fingers, laying my fly open. You begin to kiss my glands, and which makes me start to move my hips. I left my ass off the bed, and you pull my jeans down to my knees. Lifting my legs, you pull them off. The Levi’s land in a heap upon the floor. You sit back, legs folded under you, tail-waving side to side, facing me from at my feet. Looking down at your breasts, you reach up, holding them up with your hands then slowly rubbing your fingers over your nipples. My cock, already erect, is beginning to pulse with ever beat of my heart, my breath short as I watch you fondle your nipples. Ever so slowly, with a saucy smile, and a flirtatious cat stare, you reach down to your shorts, pushing them down, taking your panties with them. Your closely trimmed bush is exposed at last, and you sit back to take the shorts off the rest of the way. They join the Levi’s in the heap on the floor. You bend over my cock again, taking it into your mouth. You lick it, suck it gently, and kiss the glands. I put my hand on your neck, and you look up. Let me return the favor, I say, and slides down the bed. You purr, and straddle my torso, letting your pussy lower slowly over my eager face. I run my hands over your smooth ass and tail as you again take my waiting cock into your mouth. I read down to your pussy lips, already puffy with passion, and gently hold them apart. Slowly, teasingly, I run my tongue over your slit, tasting your juices. You moan, involuntarily, as I lick your damp pussy from back to front and back again. Pulling your hood back with my fingers, I touch my tongue to you clit for the first time. You gas and let out a soft purr, and my cock pops out of your mouth as you sit back, pressing your crotch to my face. Your hips begin to move in small circles as I lick your clit and pussy.  Turn around, I say, and you swing your leg over my head and position yourself the other way, knees on either side of my waist. You reach down, run your fingers into my long fur. I smile and kiss you as much as I can. Meanwhile, your pussy has been rubbing on my cock, the shaft parting your lips and your dripping slit lubricating my cock. You are getting more and more excited, and I pull you up and roll my hips, thrusting my hard cock. Into the air pointed at your wet, waiting cunt. My aim is true, and you impale yourself on my pole, slamming all the way down. Simultaneously, I moan and you scream, almost crying out. With my cock buried deep inside you, all the way to your cervix, you wiggle your hips, loving the feeling of my hard cock snug, tight inside you warm wet canal. You raise your hips, and begin to move them up and down, clenching your muscles on the upstroke, relaxing on the down strokes. This gets me, impossibly, even longer and harder and you cry out each time my glands thrust against, and frequently in, your cervix. I match you, stroke for stroke, your hair falling about your face as you gaze down at me, arms locked, hands on either side of my chest. I reach up, fondle your breasts and you purr even louder when I suck your nipple between my lips, hard. You move faster, I move faster, your arms moving to about my neck, my hands on your shoulders from behind. We slam together, harder and harder and harder and my cock explodes. I shoot cum into your pussy and I trigger your orgasm and both our hips tremble from the intensity of it. You collapse onto my chest; my pulsing throbbing cock still inside you and neither of us can speak. A minute goes by, two, and you roll off me to the side. My cock cool in the naked air, and out breathing slows and the light from the lamp dances about the walls and ceilings in delight.

The End