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Helping Out (AlexsSketches and Lord Dakol)

She blinked when he asked her to stay with him, much less when he said they could share a bed. "I-I..." she blushed a bit and looked just as shocked as he did "I couldn't...not without a proper thank you." Cassandra looked down a bit, grabbing her tail and playing with it a bit, before looking up. "Is there a way...I mean, if we sleep in the same bed, I could..." she was blushing but at the same time was smiling inside, she was very happy that he asked her to stay. "I could" she seemed to be hinting at something more physical in thanking him. "To thank you." she said and looked up. "If that's something you would want. I don't really have anything else right now."
 
Mark waited in anticipation for the young woman's answer, wondering why in the hell he suggested that they share a bed. "No, it's fine-" he began, but found himself blushing when she answered, apparently suggesting that she thank him in some other way... "You... You mean..?" he inquired, gulping gently as he wondered if they were thinking the same thing.
 
Cassandra nodded "Yeah." she looked down a bit "If that's what you want, for me to thank you with. I wouldn't mind." she said and smiled at him, a blush still on her face. She moved closer to Mark. "Is that what you want?" she asked, her tail flicking behind her. Her hand reached up and touched Mark's arm, looking up at him, biting her lip a little bit.
 
For a few moments, Mark considered it. Here he was, helping out a young woman, who apparently only wanted to thank him by sharing his bed for the night. Of course, he wanted to respond with a yes, but...

"I-I don't think that's a good idea, Cassandra," he stuttered. But when he felt her hand sliding up his arm, the young man shivered gently. He closed his eyes for a minute. "That would be taking advantage, and I don't..." Mark trailed, breathing out softly as he opened his eyes to look at her.
 
Cassandra smiled a bit "It would not be. It's me showing my thanks." she bit her lip a bit before continuing with what she wanted to say "And I get the feeling it would make us both, happy." she said, letting her fingers start forming little circles. She was still blushing as Mark looked at her. "I really do want to thank you." she said and smiled.

Cassandra let her hand fall "but, if you really don't want to...I suppose I shouldn't push it on you." she said and turned a bit, her tail flicking side to side "I suppose I should probably go, since things seem to be a little awkward."
 
Mark's arm involuntary shuddered gently when her fingers began to trace those tiny circles, closing his eyes to control his feelings for the moment.

But when he felt her hand fall and she turned around, the young man opened to eyes to look up at Cassandra. Should he really reject the offer..? "Wait..." he said softly, pushing himself out of the chair and quickly closing the distance between them. Mark then placed his hands on her waist and leaned in, their lips only an inch apart, close to feel each other hot breath. "Are you sure..?" he asked quietly, restraining the urge to kiss her for now.

[[By the way, what is Cassandra wearing?]]
 
((Short brown skirt and a red t-shirt))

She turned back around when he told her to wait, maybe he really did want this? She gasped lightly at the sudden closing of the space between them, but didn't move away, even when the lips came closer to hers. Her ears twitched to attention, listening to Mark's breath.

Cassandra glanced down to the hands on her waist and then to the lips that were only inches away. "Yes." she said and looked up at Mark. She moved a little closer to him and kissed his lips lightly.
 
Mark noticed that Cassandra was a little warmer than most people; his fingers tingled at the sensation, and he waited with bated breath until she answered.

Then, once he felt her lips on his, his neck instinctively stiffen for a second. But it relaxed, allowing him to accept the kiss from her. He released a sigh of pleasure, brushing his lips against her before deepening the kiss a bit, clutching a little tighter on her waist.
 
Cassandra continued to kiss back, her arms moving so that they would wrap around Mark's neck. Her fingers messing around the nape of it. Her tail flicking slightly, liking the sensation she got from kissing him. She pulled back a little bit looked at Mark, her eyes searching a little bit, before smiling and going back to kissing him.

What she was searching for, she wasn't sure, but she knew she had seen something she liked. "Thank you..." she murmured, "for letting me stay." she added after a little while.
 
Mark tugged her a bit closer so that their bodies just slightly touched. As he kissed her back, his fingers gently glided along her skirt, feeling the flesh just beneath it when she broke the kiss for a moment to look him over.

He wondered what she was looking at, but when she leaned back in, he slowly forgot about it. Mark then smiled into the kiss at her words. "You're welcome. My pleasure..." he mumbled back, taking a step forward to make her walk back until she came into contact with the bed, where he made a quick turn to switch their positions. He then sat on the bed, bringing Cassandra with him to straddle his lap.
 
Cassandra took step backwards and would have fallen if it weren't for Mark holding her. She smiled a little bit when she realized she was straddling him and kissed him again, this time a little more passionately. "I can tell." she said, laughing a bit, an almost sing-song type laugh. She bit her lip before kissing the corner of his mouth and leaning towards his ear, whispering "What do you want me to do to you?" she asked.
 
Mark moaned lightly when she leaned forward to kiss him, grinding herself against the erection that was gaining beneath his dress pants. He blushed when she spoke, but it quickly went away as she kissed the corner of his mouth before leaning into his ear to whisper.

He froze for just a second, wondering what he should say. But, instead, he didn't say a word, but allowed his body to speak for him. Taking one of her hands in his own, he began to guide it down his chest and over the crotch of his pants, gliding her hand over his thick bulge, breathing a little heavier.
 
Cassandra glanced at her hand and watched him guide it down to his crotch. She moved her hand a bit before squeezing gently, and rubbing him through his pants. After a little while she unbuttoned and unzipped the pants, working her hand down into them. Her hands found what they were looking for with ease, wrapping her fingers around his cock, she pulled it out and started to stroke it lightly. A slight playful moan escaping her lips, quietly into his ear.
 
Steadily, Mark released Cassandra's hand to allow her to continue on her own as she stroked his manhood over the dress pants, making him buck his hips a little bit. He watched with anticipation, her fingers working his pants before she was able to find and grasp his cock, stroking it slowly as she moaned into his ear.

"Ah, shit..." he breathed, gripping her waist a little tighter as her worked pleasured his thick, long member.
 
Cassandra looked at Mark and kissed the corner of his mouth again, only moving her hand a little faster. She moved her hips, within his hands and worked her fingers over the tip of his cock. Cassandra worked her way slowly out of his grasp so that she was kneeling before him on the floor, looking up at him before opening her mouth slightly and sucking on the tip of the cock. Moaning gently.
 
Mark helped her with the movement, pulling and pushing her hips as her crotch grinding against the base of his manhood, feeling her stroking faster before pulling away to get to her knees.

He blushed faintly as she looked at him with his cock in her hands, slowly teasing him before she suckled on the head of his member, making him moan even louder. "Fuck!" he gasped, leaning his head back as he placed his right hand on the top of her head, brushing his fingers against her cat-like ears.
 
Her ears twitched at the brushing, she moaned a bit at it and moved her head down further on the cock, taking more of it into her mouth. She sucked as she went, running her tongue along what she could, before pulling back up, with a small pop sound when the cock was released from her mouth. She licked along the underside of the shaft before taking it into her mouth again.
 
His hips rotated and thrusted with each individual movement, as well as is hand brushing through Cassandra's hair, as one would a pet. He shivered and moaned, his fingers running across her ears as she took Mark out of her mouth to briefly lick his shaft. "Mmmagh..." he groaned, "You're good at this..." Mark commented, biting his lower lip as she sucked him off.
 
Cassandra smiled against him and took his cock back into her mouth, looking up at him before she hummed against him. Closing her eyes she started to bob her head along his cock, moaning every now and then. Letting her teeth scrape every once in a while, very lightly. One of her hands found it's way to Mark's balls and started to mess with them.
 
Mark's lower half shivered in surprised as she began to do a number things, like moaning to vibrate his cock, using her teeth to tease him, and toying his balls, which were quickly beginning to began ready to give her his cum.

Thrusting into her mouth a couple more times, Mark found himself getting ready to climax. He leaning his head back, he lightly pushed Cassandra's head further down his cock as pulsed in his mouth. "Ah, I'm gonna cum..!" he gasped, his hand releasing her head for her to move around.
 
Cassandra nearly gasped when her head was pushed down further onto his cock but she ended up sucking along the cock hard, silently asking for him to cum. She pulled back until just the tip was in her mouth and licked at the tip, giving a few more gentle squeezes to his balls. Her other hand taking the rest of the cock, that wasn't in her mouth, and started to stroke it.
 
Though the young man's eyes snapped open, his vision went blank for a split second as his back arched in pleasure, faintly feeling Cassandra's tongue flicking at his cock. A loud gasp escaped Mark's lips as his cock throbbed madly before it began to spurt out his seed, most of his hot, steamy cum shooting into the young woman's mouth, but the rest landing in long, white ropes on her face and chest. "Shit..!" he moaned, feeling his cock still throbbing as cum dribbled out from the tip of his quivering cock.
 
Cassandra blinked a bit, pulling back when his seed hit her face. She opened her eyes and swallowed the cum that was in her mouth. She looked down to her chest and pouted a bit, kind of annoyed that her shirt had come on it, but oh well, easy fix. She took what she could off with her finger and licked it off her finger before taking off her shirt. Revealing a matching bra to her shirt. She looked up at Mark and blushed a bit.

"I hope that was good." she said, starting to clean the cum off of her face.
 
Mark looked back at her just in time to see her cleaning off her ample chest of his cum before taking her shirt off. He blushed at the bra she wore; red was one of his favorite colors for women's underwear.

He couldn't help but bite on his lower lip as she looked at him with a face that was covered in cum. Ah, she's looks so hot... he thought before watching her clean off her face.

"That was . . . fantastic," he said truthfully with a smile as he waited for her to finish cleaning up, gulping down his cum before leaning down and taking her hands to pull her up beside him onto the bed. Laying her back, he tenderly kissed her neck and collarbone while his hands slowly groped her breasts beneath the bra, then made his way down to kiss her chest, smiling as he lowered further and further down.
 
She let him move her, following his lead. She moaned lightly as the other kissed her. Her back arched into his hands and kisses, her face turning red as the other moved father down her body. Her hand following where his kisses had been, touching herself lightly, until her hand caught up with his head, her fingers lightly entangling themselves, following him. Her free hand finding his hands, holding one on her breast.

She took it and almost hesitated before she helped to work his hand underneath her bra, to touch her skin of her breast. Her nipples having tightened at the touch. She could feel the wetness between her legs start to seep through her panties, of course red, to match her bra.
 
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