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Soldier's Breed (Candira and Broken Knight)

Candira

Candira

Singularity
Joined
Jan 9, 2009
It was a chilly night, but the bar was nice and warm. It was fairly busy, but not so much that you'd have to yell to get a word in. A pretty young neko sat at the bar, nursing a rum and coke. It had been awhile since Collette had seen him--the mysterious Wolf who sometimes came here to blow off steam. Perhaps that was what had called her out tonight--the desire to see him again. The handsome wolf had captivated her imagination, invading her fantasies. Now that she was in heat, she was slipping off to those fantasies more and more often. It only made sense that she'd want to see him. Of course, she really wasn't expecting to see him tonight. Even if she did, she was much too shy to speak to him.

She doubted he'd notice her anyway--though she was cute, with her sweet face and curvy body--she didn't really consider herself to be very noticeable. Pretty, sure, but nothing that would draw such a solitary figure out of the crowd. So as she sipped her drink, she leaned back a bit in her bar stool, crossing her legs. She wore a short denim skirt that came to the middle of her thighs, and a black tank top under a soft, hot pink sweater. She wore a white scarf draped around her neck, her blue hair tied back in a pony tail with a large bell on it. Her ears twitched now and then at the noise in the bar as she scanned it with her two-tone eyes. She wore knee high black boots to top it all off. Certainly, she was pretty, but there were prettier girls in the crowd. Even if the wolf came tonight, he'd probably not see her at all.

That didn't stop her from wishing he would show up, and that things would turn out differently, though.
 
The wolf slipped into the bar, another night of being conspicuous in the human world. Moving through the humans that made sure to keep some distance from him, as if a simple brush from his black fur would cause some sort of a curse upon the afflicted person. It had stopped bothering him long ago. He was wearing a plain tee, the shirt too tight since human clothes rarely fit properly. The jeans that he had on fit better, although he didn't have shoes on, the pads of his feet sufficed. Slipping onto the bar stool, he got himself served a whiskey. He was huge compared to most humans, standing just over seven feet in height, and two hundred, thirty pounds in his hulking mass.

Compared to the cat girl next to him, he was massive. If they were standing, her eye line would reach his mid chest. That being said, she was right, he didn't notice her. Cat girls like her were very rare, but unlike him, they weren't unheard of in common society, nor were they universally hated. Rio had just seen another human, he didn't even notice the cat girl's feline features. Drinking his whiskey slowly, he idly watches the TV before him, his tail flicking slowly behind him.
 
And it was as though the universe decided to give Collette a present. There he was--tall, ripped, and very handsome was sitting right next to her. His dark fur looked so soft, and she had to admire the way he filled out his clothes. She'd taken an interest in him the first time she'd seen him come in because he was so unique--so mysterious. He was appealing and attractive, despite the scar and his missing eye. Something about him just turned her on. Now, he was close enough to touch, to smell, to talk to.

But then, what would she say? It wasn't like she knew anything about him--not even his name, as much as she wanted to know it. Besides, in all the times he'd come here, she'd never really seen him talk more than necessary. He wanted a nice drink all to himself. The temptation to speak to him was pretty effectively squashed under that kind of logic. She was too shy, and it was pretty clear he wasn't interested, judging by the way he was staring at the tv.

But she watched him out of the corner of her eye, sipping at her drink, her mind slipping into fantasy land. He'd notice her right away there, even though she was easily two feet shorter than him in heels. He'd take her right there on the bar, not caring who saw. Blushing softly at the thought, she stared at the wooden surface before her, imagining how it would feel against her bare back, how he might rip her clothes off and that tongue would be all over her, his cock moving inside her. Her body heated at the thought, her panties dampening with her arousal.
 
The wolf sat there, idly watching some sport of the television. Humans were odd, enjoying sports like that. Hitting a ball with a stick, such an odd thing to be trying to do. Rio didn't understand it at all. Shaking his head, he paid attention to his whiskey and not much more beyond that. The black wolf was lost in his own thoughts, staring down at the glass filled with the amber liquid. His brow furrowing, he smelled something sweet. It certainly wasn't his drink, he knew that much. Still, it took a few minutes for it to dawn on him.

The cat girl sitting next to him was aroused.

Looking at her out of the corner of his eye, he took one look at her body, surprised at how gorgeous she was. Atop of that, she was a cat girl. He wanted to reach out and touch her ear, they were so cute. He had to stop himself as he set down the glass, thought coming back to him. Her aroused scent was having an effect on him. Not only was she aroused, but she was in heat. That much was obvious by her sweet scent. His body started to get warm, he could feel his own arousal starting to brew just by being near her. Giving a huff, he looked back at the TV, gripping his glass and trying to ignore the swell starting to show in his jeans.
 
The cat-girl's tail swished just a little as she shifted her position a bit, sitting up a little straighter. She took a rather long sip at her drink, imagining how that dark fur would feel against her skin. His scent was enough to prolong the fantasy, and she was having a hard time keeping her hands from shaking, much less to keep them from touching herself. Breathing a bit deeper now, she glanced over at him. Fantasizing was much easier, much more arousing when the real thing was right next to her. She closed her eyes for a moment, trying not to be obvious, though she was sure he was aware of her situation by now.

Her ears twitched at his huff and she glanced over at him again, letting her gaze linger and travel a bit until she thought she saw that he was getting excited. She shook her head a little, deciding that it was just wishful thinking on her part. She wanted to talk to him, but she was afraid that if she opened her mouth she'd moan, and while it would be a fascinating way to introduce herself, she wasn't sure he'd stick around for conversation after. So she just blushed and knocked back the rest of her drink, ordering another.
 
The wolf sat there, her scent getting stronger. It was hard not to imagine taking her and bending her over the bar, pushing his huge canine cock into her. Licking his fangs hungrily, his hips moved involuntarily until he realized it after a few seconds. Looking at her, he didn't really know how to interact with a female, so he did the best he could with his instincts. The wolf kept his good eye on her, reaching over, resting his paw slightly inside of her skirt, on her soft smooth skin between her stockings and the skirt. Rio wasn't exactly sure what he was doing, simply making the best of it.

"My name's Rio." His rough voice tells her, feeling her smooth skin under the pads of his paw as he waits to see her reaction. On the one hand, he expected the police to jump him for touching a human- but she wasn't human, was she? The other hand, he could smell her arousal thick in the air. Humans couldn't pick up on animal scents like the two of them could, so she couldn't fake it, could she?
 
She was deep in the fantasy, so when he put his hand on her thigh, just a little under her skirt, she jumped a little, gasping. Her attention shifted to him and she blushed as he told her his name. Finally, she knew his name! If she wanted to talk to him now, she could. But he'd already started that, hadn't he. She blushed softly as she let her eyes wander over his face openly.

"I'm Collette," she managed, still speaking a little softly. Did this mean he was interested in her? Clearly he could smell her, and she was nearly desperate for more of his touch. Just his hand resting on her thigh was enough to excite her all over again. "Nice to meet you, Rio," she said, her voice a bit stronger now, if not breathy.
 
The wolf looked over at her, watching her blush dark red. She was cute, the way she was demure like that. His paw rubbing over her soft skin, Rio's fingers wandered. Occasionally slipping down under her stockings, he moved them higher up her thigh as well. Her skin was smooth, creamy to the touch. It was alluring, and he certainly was enjoying every little part of it so far.

"It's a pleasure." He says, his statements simple, yet sincere. "You're getting the chair wet." He observes, moving his paw up far enough on her thigh that he could feel the wetness spreading from her pussy. The bulge in his jeans was now rather apparent, just from touching her thigh excited him that much further.
 
She did her best to control herself, but it was getting hard to do with the way he was touching her at this particular moment. Struggling to stay in the moment and not shift to another fantasy, Collette smiled at him. It was nice of him to say that to her, even if he was just about as blunt as a man could be. But then, there was nothing wrong with that now and then. If it was possible, she turned a deeper shade of red and looked down, noticing that he was also aroused. So it hadn't been her imagination!

But what was she supposed to do with that? "I...I can't help it. I'm in heat," she murmured softly. "The tiniest things set me off." And why was she telling him that? He didn't really need to know. Besides, considering her reactions, Rio could have probably guessed that it didn't take much. Embarrassed, but still aroused, she stared at her drink, wondering how much of an idiot she was making of herself.
 
The wolf moved his seat closer to her, his side lightly pressed up against her own so that no one could see between them. Moving his paw up her thigh further, he slips his paw into her panties when she tells him the smallest things can set her off. His finger softly brushes down between her pink folds, amazed at how wet she is, how hot her pussy is to his touch.

"Well, maybe one very large thing can set you off later?" He asks her, looking over at her, trying to make the two of them inconspicuous. His finger slowly slipped inside of her, feeling her tiny little pussy clamping down on his finger. "Tight..." He mutters, obviously enjoying her.
 
If she'd been red before, she was damn near scarlet now. She gasped as his finger slipped into her panties, his body practically on top of hers. She looked up at him as he teased her wet pussy. Slightly trembling, Collette watched him, trying not to moan as he slipped his finger into her. "M-maybe," she murmured. God it was hard to keep her cool with him doing that to her. "I guess that would depend on how much later," she said, not sure how much longer she could hold out.
 
"It's okay." He tells her, watching her, looking at her cleavage. He wanted to have her naked on his bed, his tongue rolling over her nipple. Feeling her hot pussy wrapped around his finger was quite the alternative for the moment. Letting it rub inside of her, he slips it into her again and again, pumping slowly. "It's okay, if you'd like to climax, feel free to do so." Rio tells her. Leaning down, he licks her lips, pulling her into an awkward kiss so that she wouldn't moan in the middle of the bar.
 
Her heart nearly jumped out of her chest as he pulled her into a kiss. Head spinning, she moaned into his lips softly, her body unable to hold back any longer. As he slid his finger in and out of her like that, she came, her pussy squeezing his digit. Her eyes closed as she blushed and felt her body tremble and curl up a little thanks to his attention. Awkward though it might have been, the kiss only served to make her want more. By this time, she was sure they'd garnered at least some attention, but if it meant she got to have a night with Rio, she wasn't sure she minded at all. Panting softly she broke the kiss and stared up at him, speechless.
 
He pumped his finger inside of her, feeling her already tight pussy squeezing even further, pulsing around him as if trying to milk him for semen. Rio leans into her, his finger dipping into her even as she orgasms. Her wetness starts to drip off of the bar stool as she climaxes, yet the wolf keeps moving his finger inside of her. As she finishes, he slips his paw from her panties. Bringing it up before him, he starts to lick his finger clean, looking at her with a grin.
 
She blushed deeply, panting just a bit as he continued to toy with her until he removed his finger, licking it clean. Feeling faint, she watched him, absolutely stunned. She'd had fantasies like this before, but she'd never actually imagined that they'd come true. Collette held up a finger and took a rather long drink of her coke and rum, forcing herself to calm down a bit before she took a napkin from the counter and discreetly wiped the chair. Once she felt sure that she wouldn't burst into flames she turned back to him.

And nothing would come out of her mouth. So she closed it, wondering what would happen next.
 
The wolf took her small hand into his paw, paying for their drinks. Pocketing his wallet again, he slips outside with her in tow. "Is a hotel room alright? My place is a bit of a ways from here, and I think you'd be more comfortable in a hotel rather than my cramped apartment." He says, looking down at her as he walks her out onto the sidewalk.
 
Well, that was certainly one way to get a free drink. Collette held his hand as he tugged her out of the bar with him, still a little shocked that he'd noticed her, let alone made her cum right there at the bar. "I...yes, that's alright," she said, blushing softly. Well who was she to stand in his way? It wasn't like she wasn't dying to have him again--and this time she'd have more than his finger.
 
The wolf walked her a few blocks, gently holding her hand in his paw. It was an odd sight for the humans walking the sidewalks, a huge wolf walking with a cute little cat girl in tow. Taking her into a small hotel, he pays for a room, to which the manager wasn't terribly happy about giving out. Walking her up to the bedroom, he opens the door for her. The room had a large kingsize bed, a TV and a bathroom, but not much more than that.
 
Collette had been aware of how poorly wolves were treated by the public in general, but watching the manager of the hotel's reluctance made the idea stick a bit more. Generally speaking, she was pretty well accepted in society, but now and then there was one or two who showed the same reaction to her as the manager had given to Rio. It only strengthened her attraction to the Wolf. She couldn't fully sympathize, but it was a shared experience.

She let him pay and held his hand on their way to the room. When he opened the door for her, she smiled softly and entered the nice room--it was clean, it had a bed, and it had a bathroom. The catgirl supposed that was all they really needed and took off her scarf, setting it on a little table. She took a moment to look up at him, taking in those handsome features, and then letting her gaze travel over his powerful body.

And suddenly she was excited all over again. So she slipped out of her shoes and waited for him to say or do something. "Thank you for bringing me, Rio," she said softly, watching him.
 
The wolf watched her moving into the room, her cute little ass wiggling in front of him. As she slips her shoes off, he reaches down, slipping his shirt off. Tossing it aside, he moves before her. "You really shouldn't be thanking me. I wouldn't have brought you here if I didn't think you were the cutest, sexiest thing I'd laid eyes on in that bar." He tells her. Taking her hand, he lifts it, moving it to his chest. Letting her fingers dance between his fur, she could feel his muscles beneath.

"Have you taken a mate, yet?" He asks her, moving her hand for her, letting her fingers move down so that she could feel the muscles of his stomach. As he gets her hand to his jeans, he lets her hand go right at the hem of his pants.
 
Her two-tone eyes couldn't look away from him as he took his shirt off. She blushed again at his compliment, not really used to getting those. She let him take her hand, her fingers running through his silky fur, feeling hard muscle beneath. So this was what he really felt like. Already, it was better than anything she'd fantasized about. She watched her fingers as they slowly danced lower, guided by his. She almost didn't hear the question over her own heartbeat.

When she finally realized what he was asking she looked up at him with wide eyes. "N-not yet. Did you...Would you like to be mine?" she stammered, hardly able to get it out. Did he want to be her mate? Or did he just want to enjoy tonight?
 
The wolf looks down at her, his tail swaying slowly. She was cute, shy and sweet, he knew that much. He'd dated for less than that. "Yes." Rio tells her, leaning down and licking her lips. Putting his paws on her hips, he starts to lift her shirt. Gently slipping it from her body, he looks down at her. "How could I not want something so gorgeous and sweet as my mate? I'd be foolish not to accept." Rio tells her, moving close to her. Standing near her, she could feel the body heat from his body washing over her skin.
 
She blushed and smiled softly as he agreed to take her as his mate. Rio was hers whenever she needed him. And right now, she felt like she'd burn into flames if she didn't have him again. She lifted her arms to help him take her shirt off, the tank and the sweater already forgotten in her mind. She wore a pink bra beneath it, the silky material cupping her full breasts. "You would," she agreed. "Good think you're not a fool." She came closer to him and kissed him softly, the heat from his body begging her to help get rid of more clothes. So she ran her fingers from his shoulders down his chest once more. A little nervous, she undid his jeans, wondering just how big he was...
 
The wolf leaned down, feeling her lips against his muzzle. A little odd to kiss a human, even a cat girl, but after a few seconds, the two got the hang of it. Resting his paws on her hips, he didn't flinch as she undid his jeans. His large, apple red canine cock springs out of it, standing upright, just asking her for attention. A little droplet of precum at the tip, it rolls off, running down his thick shaft and over his knot. His lips a mere centimeter from her own, his hot breath splashes over her skin. "I hope it's not too much for you." He tells her. The last human he was with struggled immensely with it.
 
It took a little bit of trial and error, but now she knew how to kiss him. She gasped at the size of him as he sprang out of his jeans. He was easily the biggest she'd seen in her life. Other experiences wouldn't compare--that she was sure of. "I guess we'll find out," she said softly. Her body was different from a human's but she wasn't sure that it would make much of a difference. She gently pushed the jeans off of his hip and gently took him into her soft hand. She leaned into him and kissed his shoulder, stroking him gently.
 
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