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She clambered desperately at the walls, reaching for some edge she could grab, something to pull up on and get her insensate lower half off the floor.
Fabianne was in a dire state, indeed. Her cock leaked and drooled, precum shooting across the wooden floorboards and thudding with the force of her twitching dick. Gods, Aultes, whoever - she hated them for the burden her body carried. Heat. She needed to mate: hard, fast, and preferably for a very long time.
When she’d stumbled out of bed that morning, finding herself dizzy and flushed, Fabianne thought she caught a bad fever or another flu.
She thought about getting Aerope to take care of it, and as soon as she imagined the tiefling she’d fallen over, her legs refusing to carry her to the bathroom and wipe the sleep from her face.
Her cock had slapped against the hard floor, and goddamn did that feel heavenly. That made it click - she wasn't sick.
She was in heat. And for minutes the catgirl laid on the floor, bouncing her dick against it and smearing clear cum all over it, until the combined blunt force and extreme sensitivity had her blowing a load straight across to the doorway.
She’d shivered and trembled through it, grunting and moaning and crying out Aerope’s name, until her head cleared enough to recognise she needed more. Fabianne's heat wouldn't go away, not until her pussy was stuffed with that thick demonic cock and pressing out the litres of semen her body was producing. She stripped her rosary from her neck, seeking some way to hold off the overbearing flow, and stuffed the cross into her dickhole. It worked two ways: the flow slowed, and now Fabianne was left thrusting the prayer item into her cockhead and spilling more essence across her shaft and hand than on the floor. Her cock throbbed, and she called out her lover’s name. She had to have more, and soon.
“Hgg… Aerrhoooope… Aeeehhhrroooohhhppe..!”
She found purchase on the bedsheets, digging in her claws and pulling herself onto the mattress. Her glans glanced against the fabric - the texture alone having her nuts tense in their sac and drench the spot with pre.
“Aaeeerrroooppe! I-I nheed yyhhoouuuh.. puh.. puhlease..”
Fabianne squirmed on the bed, jerking her hips into the spot her blue lover usually occupied. Where was she? Fabianne needed her scent, her taste, her-
The door squeaked open, Fab hardly noticing Aerope’s response until the smell of her love, her mate, grew stronger and more mouthwatering and she was there - the druid tiefling, Aerope, blue and beautiful and mouthing things Fabianne didn’t understand. Her eyes grew dim as a strong pair of hands directed her to look up into Aerope’s face.
“Fabianne, my dear. Are you so troubled you cannot take care of your needs while I attempt to make you waffles and bacon?”
Normally food would be dreamy, but Fabianne shook her head, wiggling her hips from side to side and palming at the tiefling’s crotch. Fuck, she was so firm under those bedclothes, she needed to have Aerope’s thick spear spreading her-
“You forget your voice, Fabianne,” the demonkin reminded her.
Fabianne leaned in for a kiss, moaning her need into Aeropes mouth, while her hands undid the drawstring of her pants and began to stroke the thickly-haired base of Aerope’s dick.
“C-Cant.. hh.. need.. you i-in me.. heat, he-heat, I’m s-so hot, puhleeaaase Aeerroopee..” she begged, fingers kneading at her lover’s heavy orbs and gently persuading them to start leaking tangy pre from Aeropes tapered tip.
“Heat? Hm. Would this not be more akin to a ‘rut,’ as you are-”
Another kiss stopped the words, and even with that quirksome protest, Aerope’a arms had already moved to remove her top and Fabianne’s. Tongues writhed for seconds, and Fabianne mustered her will.
“Aerope. Pl-Please. Just f-fuck me. I n-need to cum so bad. ”
Her love nodded, dragging Fabianne up into her lap, flipping her over to nestle her buttocks upon hard demonic abs, bending the felinfolk’s legs back until her knees aligned with her head, and Fabianne’s twenty-four inches of dick bounced in the air temptingly. Her heart thrummed with joy, feeling warm stickiness against her asshole, Aerope easing into their sudden session. Aerope's fat, wide cock spread her cheeks delectably, energy surging up Fab's spine as she felt that leaking tip kiss the underside of her own balls and smear slick across her entrance.
Without warning, Aerope applied pressure, muscled arms digging into Fabianne’s body and forcing her butt to open, inches of demonkin girlcock slowly spearing her intestines at an agonising pace.
“ Ggmmm!! M-more, please , I need iiiihh hHHHTT!! ” Fabianne’s begging turned to high pitched squeals, thrown off as the tiefling ripped her cock out and slammed it back home against her felinfolk mate’s prostate, bulging her stomach out from the intensity.
Clear fat streamers of precum splattered against the sheets - thank goodness the rosary stopped her shots from flying everywhere - and Fabianne was in heaven. Her oversized, long cock flopped in the air up and down, rhythmically bouncing to the beat of Aerope’s thighs and nuts clapping into Fab’s ass and perineum. Her hands dug into Fabianne’s breasts, crushing the taller girl into her chest, trying to curl her as deeply as she could.
Fabianne’s tongue lolled out her mouth.
“Yesyesyesyesyesthankyouthankyouthankyhhhouu”
The thick tail of the tiefling coiled around Fab’s dick, stroking it back and forth, the phimotic foreskin pulled taut around Fabianne’ glans and the cross of the rosary completely desecrated by felinfolk pre.
The air was filled with the increasingly wet clap of skin on skin, Aerope’s hips a blur and her nuts flying up to smack pleasantly into her catgirl’s own. A hand would drift from squeezing Fab’s breast down to grope her buttocks, then striking the pliant flesh with an extra open-palmed smack that had Fabianne curling her tail possessively around Aerope’s thigh. Her ass rapidly turned red, both from the ferocity of her partner’s fucking and the repeated spankings that made jets of cum fire out past the lodged rosary cross.
“Yye- hmg- yes! Nh! Iloveyou! YesssAaaerrohhpehnnnn!”
Fabianne’s brain was static fuzz, only buzzing with pleasure as the early morning turned to noon from the furious milking her lover provided. Orgasm after orgasm was fucked into her, stomach distending as Aerope hilted herself and wordlessly pumped gallons of hot, white cum into Fabianne’s belly.
Time blurred for the both of them, panting in the quiet bedroom. Aerope broke it first, not sounding even slightly out of breath.
“Has that assisted you, my Fabianne?”
The felinfolk’s eyes fluttered open - when had she fallen asleep? - and she gazed into those wonderful, crystalline orbs.
“C-can you do th-that again? But in a way where I can k-kiss you.”
A snort from the expressionless tief.
“Let's fetch you some water. Then, I shall fuck you comatose.”
