You sit on the edge of the bed, moonlight shining in and bathing your bare form in a warm illumination that contrasts the calm, silent winter outside. As I sit next to you, you run your fingers over my furry chest, grabbing my hair and lost in its softness. I put my arms around your waist, and you can feel my hot breath on your neck.
My hand slides up your back and into your hair. I run my fingers through it slowly, feeling its length down your back. My lips barely touch your cheek, giving you a tingly sensation as I move toward your chin, dragging my lips lightly across your face. I plant a small kiss on your chin. As my mouth approaches yours, I stop.
My lips are only a paper’s distance away from yours, and the electric current runs between us. My hands move down, one on your waist and other on your outer thigh, running my palms back and forth softly over your skin. It is an almost agonizing pleasure to hold this distance. My arms move around your waist and our bodies press close. My fur presses against your chest as our lips begin to melt together, in slow motion. Our mouths open and we kiss each other slowly. I run one hand through your hair, and pull you close at the waist with the other as my tongue licks yours. As we kiss, our tongues swirl, a push/pull from your mouth to mine. My mouth moves down your chin, across your jawbone, and down to your neck.
You sigh softly and run your fingers through my hair as you begin to fall backward until you are lying down. I kiss up your arm to your shoulder, and rub my face against your neck. As I feel your warmth, my hands run up and down your arms. I kiss your neck softly once. Twice. I run my tongue from the front of your neck to below your ear, and suck softly. You arch your back slightly and inhale deeply as my hand rests on your tummy, rubbing it gently. My hand occasionally moves up to your chest and cups your breast, squeezing softly and tracing your nipple with a fingertip. My hand is the perfect size to hold you, and as we slowly dance I notice that we seemed perfectly proportioned for each other. As the head of my hard cock taps you, I wonder if that will be the perfect fit as well.
As my hand moves back to its tummy rubbing duties we kiss again. My arm goes under your head and we both lay on our sides, bodies pressed together, and arms touching each other’s back as my hard cock lays against your stomach, occasionally throbbing and pushing into you gently. The moment is an eternity. As I lay next to you, our bodies begin to shake slightly. Our eyes both open at the same time. We smile. You stare deeply into my hazel eyes and…
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