primroseisuppose

[primroseisuppose]

HELLO EEBEE I HAD A VISION

I can imagine Juniper trying to bake treats for her girlfriend and failing miserably, but she's so cute and sweet that we just eat her out to overstimulation instead because she's all the treat we need 💖 I wanna eat her up so baaaad AUUGGHHHHH

VALENTINES GOT ME BRAINROTTING FOR LESBIANS FR I GOT MYSELF OUT OF A WRITING SLUMP JUST A FEW HOURS AGO BY WRITING TWO LADIES SCISSORINGGG

oh this sounds so cute!!! im hella down.

!Noble Elf Girlfriend x !Baker Femchubby Reader One-Shot: The Only Treat You Need

Part 1-Part 2-Part 3

Juniper was trying very hard to not fall into stereotypes.

She had heard whispers from other servants and maids about how useless some nobles were. Not even just the younger ones, but even the elders simply refused to do tasks many considered basic.

"He had to call me just to boil water."

"She refuses to dress herself. She says she can't figure out how to get her earrings in. They're not hard."

She wanted to ensure she wasn't like her siblings; she hated the idea of being useless. She made a point to listen to discussions around her whenever she could, picking up little morsels of knowledge as she went about her day. She could fix a button, get a knot out of her hair, and do her makeup; all without needing assistance.

She was walking back from the bakery after spending time with you late at night, passing by the kitchen when she overheard yet another conversation.

"I just don't understand how these people don't know how to make a cup of tea, or fry an egg. These are the people that are supposed to lead us, yet they lack basic life skills!"

She hadn't tried cooking yet. Surely, it couldn't be that hard. She turned around and marched back to the bakery, determined to conquer yet another skill.

"She's made me so many things, I suppose it's only reasonable I try to return the favor."

You had locked the bakery as always, but that wasn't enough to deter her. She looked around, spotting a window you had forgotten to close. She peeked inside, and managed to climb through, now in your bakery alone.

Thankfully, the candles were still burning, and she managed to get the fire under the oven started. She might've burnt the end of her dress in the process, but...it'd be fine.

Following one of your recipes wasn't hard. In fact, it was quite easy; you kept detailed records of everything you made, so detailed that Juniper had no problems making a basic sugar cookie dough. The hard part came next; actually baking them.

She slid the baking sheet in the oven and stared.

"How long does this take?"

One minute, and she checked the cookies. Still raw. Another minute, and she checked again. She pulled her hand away as she touched the end of the hot tray, letting out a yelp as she burnt the tip of her finger. Yet...they still weren't done. Five minutes, and they looked the same.

"Maybe it takes much longer. I'll find a way to distract myself."

She kept flipping through the recipe book, enamored by not just your recipes, but the sketches you had put alongside them. She knew her family was very particular, and the illustrations detailed exactly how everything was to be made. She found herself getting lost in the book, only finding her way back to reality when the smell of smoke started to flood her senses. She put the book down and ran to the oven, only to see that her hard work had been for nothing.

The cookies weren't just burnt; she had left them there for so long they had turned hard, resembling little balls of coal. She had gotten so distracted, the sun was starting to come up. How long had she been there? How badly did she lose track of time?

The sun was just starting to come up. Like always, you'd be there any second. The pan was still too hot to take out, and she couldn't find anything she could use to hide the evidence of her mishap.

She heard the key turn in the door, and looked up to see you standing there, looking just as stunned as she was.

"Is-Is everything alright? I smelled smoke on my walk up, and I-"

"I'm sorry," she said, her words muffed as she rested her head on her knees. "I just...I wanted to make you something, because you always make me treats, and I figured it would be nice to return the favor..."

You walked over to her, kneeling down to face her. You held her face in your hand, speaking softly. "You don't need to make me a treat. You are my treat."

She still looked away from you, but you saw a slight smile form across her face. "You aren't mad at all?"

You giggled, "I'm not mad. Nothing's broken, a few ingredients might've been wasted, but...that's fine. When did you get here?"

"I came back, after I left before."

You raised an eyebrow. "Have... have you slept?"

She shook her head. "No...I didn't think it'd take this long."

You started to get nervous; did anyone know she was missing? Was anyone looking for her? "We should probably make sure you get back inside undetected, we can't have you getting caught missing."

“The sun isn’t even fully up yet, I should be alright,” she sighed, slowly getting up. “I’m a bit tired, but…I hope you aren’t rushing me out just yet,” she laughed nervously.

You stood up alongside her, “of course not. Although…how much time do you think we have?”

She looked out the window. “Probably…an hour, maybe two.”

“In that case,” you pulled her close. “I’d like a taste of my favorite treat.” You kissed her, a kiss she eagerly returned. So worried about upsetting you, she relaxed in your embrace. Your hands started to wander, running down her body. You broke the kiss just to slip her dress off, admiring her soft, nearly naked body. You picked her up with ease, setting her on the counter.

You started to kiss her once more, before moving to her neck. You resisted the urge to leave little love bites; she was so cute, her neck would look adorable marked up, but you knew that wouldn’t be wise. Still, you trailed kisses down her neck, before moving to her breasts.

When your tongue touched her nipple, she let out a quiet moan. You moved your tongue around, kissing and sucking on one breast before moving to the next. You gently pushed her legs apart, eager to taste her. You leaned down, pulling her legs closer to your face, before slowly licking her lips.

Instinctively, she covered her mouth, stifling an even louder moan. You moved slowly at first; licking around her entrance, kissing her clit, and even pushing your tongue inside.

You felt her wetness along your tongue, listening to her moans get quicker and quicker. She was trying so hard not to move, but it was hard to resist. She gripped onto the counter, and you took that as your cue to move faster. You slowly pushed a finger inside her, turning your attention to just her clit. Your tongue fluttered along it, evoking more sounds of pleasure from her as she wrapped her legs around you.

You slipped another finger inside, and started to suck on her clit. She gave up on being quiet, starting to move her hips to feel more and more of you. You moved your fingers faster, eager to make her cum. As she felt herself getting close, she instinctively pulled her legs apart. You grabbed her, keeping her close to you as you devoured her pussy. Perhaps you were pleasuring her, but you loved the taste of her.

“I…l can’t, I’m close,” she cried out.

You paused just to speak, going back to fingering her rapidly as you did. “You can do it. It’ll feel so much better if you keep going,” you said before sucking on her clit once more.

She kept getting louder and louder, gripping the counter tight as you kept her still. She had no choice but to feel every movement, her clit overwhelmed by the sensations of your tongue.

She threw her head back, crying out in pleasure as she came. Her pussy was soaked, her breaths heavy and quick, but you kept going. The sound of her nearly screaming, the look of pure lust on her face; it was nothing short of addictive. She was your lover, your sweetheart, your princess, and she was also a slut for your tongue.

She couldn’t help herself, trying to move and squirm, but you kept her steady. You ensured her orgasm would last, that she’d feel every single sensation. When she started to calm down, that’s when you finally pulled away.

You looked up at her. “I told you, you’re the only treat I need.”

I missed writing for her. Honestly I need to come up with a greater plot but it might just be a lot of drabbles. She’s so cute. Aaaaah. Thank you for the request!!

[primroseisuppose]

Bubbly Kitsune Maid Girl x POV Reader (+18)

(This story hinges on the fact that you, the reader, are interested in penetrative sex with the kitsune in this story. If at any point you don't like the direction, feel free to stop reading and imagine the fantasy can end there for you! Also, gender is ambiguous for pov even if they have a penis, so enjoy regardless of yours!)

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The monotonous days brought comfort, at least.

Playing the town’s merchant was a fulfilling role during the busy festivals, a fascinating job of watching various other traders and adventurers from different lands come to browse and barter. It made every shift different, something to talk about when someone asked how your day went. Even so, days where foot traffic seemed to halt and the streets appeared empty were fine too. Much like today, you always found some time to improve your craft or do light reading while the shop’s wares glimmered under the sunlight. It’s only a couple moments where you have to lift your head from your work to wave to a passing neighbor. You take in a breath of familiar air, a calming presence that sets over your whole body as you relax on a wooden chair under the shade of the market’s booth as the sun begins to set. 

The soft steps of another traveler across the dirt bring you to sit up as they approach, watching a girl walk up through the streets as her eyes scanned the buildings around her. She walks down the road slowly, but her body turns quickly as her head tilts up and down to fully take in the surroundings. You can tell she wasn’t a townsfolk—for the most part, everyone who’s a regular comes by every week and you know by their voice and face that they’re a familiar presence. It isn’t that travelers aren’t unwelcome either—you find that a lot of people of different backgrounds would cross through the town with various different destinations. Even then, usually they travel in a reasonable party and find more enjoyment out of the inn or taverns, often attracted to crowds rather than the barren streets during the slower days. You almost find yourself mimicking her curiosity as she gets closer.

It’s not just that she’s alone, you realize you can’t place where her clothes are from. The dress she wears is a dull green that aligns itself with no kingdom you’ve heard of, held together by a golden bow around her waist. It flows loosely, a white petticoat below her that keeps it in shape as she steps along the path. Above her grey hair sits two pointed ears that sway in the wind. You don’t recognize them—sure, you’ve met plenty of other people with different complexions and many of them had animal traits. Catfolk and other felines are rather common—just the other week you met one during a busy evening. Her tail swayed with a loud bell that the other travelers constantly apologized for, something about making sure she didn’t wander into trouble. It was then you realized you never took note of the girl’s tail, something you couldn’t do now as she had wandered right up to you.

“Whacha got here?” She says in an upbeat tone, bouncing right up to the storefront with  wide brown eyes gazing right into yours. You physically back up in your chair, realizing how intensely you were staring at the girl as you tried to puzzle out what was so strange. While you were lost in thought, she had walked up to you before you could realize how close she was. You quickly sit up to meet her more professionally, switching gears to talk about your wares as she listens intently.

You slowly lose track of your words as you slip back to your natural cadence, a script you’d verbally rehearsed since you’d started this line of work. You instead focus back onto the curious girl, quickly taking note of how her eyes follow your hands when they move as she leans closer to absorb the things you tell her. You’ve seen the way con artists sometimes feign innocence or interest in order to snag a gem when you aren’t looking, but the girl in front of you isn’t giving you any reason to suspect an ulterior motive. Her body seems to lean towards whatever you show her, giving you a sense of genuine curiosity as she listens patiently. The transaction is rather professional as you usually start with travelers, giving them the rundown on your terms and wares.

“With that,” you take a breath as your preamble concludes, “What are you looking to buy?”

“Huh?” She blinks quickly, leaning back and looking up at you. “Nothing, really. I just wanted to know what you were selling.”

“Right,” you sigh, sitting back down.

“No no,” She starts back up, “I didn’t mean to, like–”

“It’s fine,” you apologize. “I got carried away, you just seemed like you were really interested.”

“I was! I wouldn’t have asked if I wasn’t interested,” she huffs out as she crosses her arms. Her ears droop with her pout, once again drawing your attention to her heritage. You realize that she doesn’t have a tail, another striking detail that confuses you more about who she is. Even as just another traveler, she still managed to stick out to you.

“Well, what are you around here for?” You attempt to keep the conversation going. Her curiosity is rubbing off on you.

“Huh?” Her ears perk back up instantly, “Oh, I’m just traveling through. Places to be and such, you know?”

It’s clear to you how reserved her answer is despite her demeanor. While she quickly opens up and starts to chat along with you, it becomes somewhat clear to you that she isn’t telling the full truth. Even then, that doesn’t give you a reason to pry. People have secrets to keep, and you understand that knowing exactly where she’s going isn’t going to sate the curiosity you have about her. 

“Well, where are you coming from?” You stop her train of thought.

“Oh, well…” She trails off, eyes finally leaving yours as she looks down. “It’s a long story.”

“Do you have time, then?” You glance around the streets of the town, noticing the complete lack of any other person around. You could call it early without missing out on too much, you assure yourself. “I’ve got some drinks back home if you’d want to take a break from traveling.”

“Huh?” She looks back at you with wide eyes, “Oh my goodness, yes please!” She seems to suddenly become aware of how excited she is, quickly retreating into herself as she looks down with a soft blush. “I mean, that’d be lovely.”

You quickly begin to pack up and store your wares, something the girl also jumps in to help you with. It’s been long enough that you’re able to let her without worrying she’s some sort of thief. She gets behind the stall to start helping you, turning away and letting you see for certain that she’s fully missing her tail. You almost bring it up before you watch various goods you’d displayed suddenly begin to levitate, floating into the air around her and down into your drawers and bags as she hums idly to herself. You watch as she makes quick work of your stock and puts everything back as it should be, turning to you with a satisfied smile.

“Hm?” She tilts her head. “Right! Psychic, sorry I forgot to mention.” She grabs a loose rock from the ground, tossing it into the air and letting it float as she holds a hand below it. “Tada~ Name’s Echo, by the way. Sorry that I’m not the best with introductions.” She gives you a warm smile and drops the rock, skipping behind you as you take the short walk back to your small home. You quickly let her inside, allowing her to toss her bag by the entrance and wander around.

“Thanks again for inviting me, also!” she starts to cheerfully yap on as you take some time to ready your kettle, “Running around these cities has been soooo stressful. I keep having to try and find inns for every night and I’ve barely gotten a chance to take a rest since I left.”

“So where was it you left from, anyways?” You finally sit down and invite her across from her, pouring a cup of tea.

“Right!” She eagerly grabs the cup, looking down to sit. “So, I’ve been working as a housemaid for–” She barely gets out a first sentence before stumbling with a yelp, dropping the cup as she falls below your table. You quickly jump up to help her, the chaos lasting only a moment till you peek over to her side and see her sprawled out on the floor. Tea pours from the cup and onto the floor as she groans. There, you see that as she fell that her dress rolled up against her body and revealed not one, but 4 additional fluffy tails.

As you help her back to sit, she regains her composure to explain it to you. “From the top,” she says while taking a sip from your second cup. “I’m a kitsune, to be precise. Gotta hide the fluff in case people call me out for it.” She sits down a bit more comfortably so as to not disturb her tails, pulling them out from under her dress to fan out behind her. “I don’t get out much, I suppose. Been cooped up in that manor for much too long, this is my first time outside.”

“I’m sorry,” you interject, “How long has that been?”

“Twenty–” she stops, counting in her head. “Twenty-four years! I think.” She shrugs, taking another sip of tea as she crosses her legs and relaxes. “We stop counting after a certain point.”

You continue your conversation for a while, a peak into a new traveler's life that gets you interested. She opens up a bit more to you, finally comfortable and enjoying the company. You can see her tails softly move in the same way her ears do, drooping with her pouts and lifting up as she gets excited. She was very cute, a sort of aura of joy that radiated around her and had you smiling alongside her. That comfortable warmth you felt relaxing outside seemed to stay with you, her presence a radiating enchantment that had you feeling warm and fuzzy inside. A warmth it seemed she had already noted, taking moments to smile and stare into your eyes as her tails swayed softly. The conversations slows as the sun sets and bringst dim lighting to the house, alerting you both of the time that has passed.

“Did you want to stay the night?” You offer, hoping to bring it up before she excused herself. The glowing warmth leaves you remembering lonely nights of resting alone, sometimes in unfamiliar places like inns. Sympathy makes you worry for the poor kitsune, a kindness you feel like offering to a weary traveler.

“Oh my goodness,” she jumps up with a smile and tackles you with a hug. “Thank you thank you thank you! All these inns and boring rest stops are so much worse than real beds with–” She quickly gains composure once more, letting go of you before you can return her hug as she takes a small step back. “Apologies. I’d be honored, if you’ll have me.”

You collect the dishes and quickly slot them away, letting her unwind a bit as the night creeps up and the town settles down. You let out a small yawn, turning to Echo and seeing her looking down idly at her bag. “Got a sleeping bag or something?” you call out, seeing her ears jump up in shock.

“Huh?” she looks over in surprise. “O-oh, of course I do! That’s not a problem, don’t worry about me!” She waves dismissively, looking away from your eyes as she idly fumbles with her stuff. You don’t really need to be aware of anything to realize that she’s not being truthful.

“Is something wrong?” You walk over to her as she suddenly jumps up, fluttering her hands down as if to brush away dust.

“N-no! No, I’m just…” You see her ears and tails sink as she looks down, head hanging low. “...hungry.” You see a redness in her cheeks grow a bit brighter before she starts to gather up some of her stuff. “But it’s ok! I can go out somewhere o-or find something quickly in the town and I’ll be back before the moon is out! Promise!”

“That’s ok,” you assure her. “I’ve got some food here if you need anything. I don’t mind.”

She pauses in place, standing up to look you in the eyes. For the first time in a while, she studies you. Her eyes are locked onto yours for a moment before she looks up and down and takes a deep breath. “You really don’t know anything about kitsune, do you?”

You don’t respond. Honestly it hadn’t crossed your mind.

You watch as her eyes narrow, glancing back across your body as she drops her stuff and steps a bit closer. “You don’t mind, then?” She flashes you a small smile as she leans in closer. “You’ll feed me?”

Even if you were clueless before, it’s pretty clear to you now what she’s implying. “I have a bedroom,” you say before she leans any closer. “Did you want to move there?”

“Sounds good to me~” she says with a renewed confidence, “Lead the way! Lead the way!” She excitedly pushes you forward as you bring her to your bed, encouraged by her optimism as you pull her along to the bed. You bring her around to the bed, hands idly around her body as she wraps her arms around you and laughs.

“Look at you~!” She coos gently, “And I thought you were just an innocent little merchant. Seems like you’re pretty excited now, huh?” She falls back onto your bed, eyes on you as you run them across her body.

“Do you mind if I take this off you?” You say as you let a hand run across the ribbon on her waist, tugging at it playfully as you lean in. She nods happily, already squirming under you. You slowly unravel the bow, letting the ribbon fall to the side as the dress opens up further and she giggles.

“Aren’t you gentle~” She kicks her legs, pushing off the bottom half of a petticoat. “Not like it holds up much, mostly it’s just my tails in there. I had to cut out most of the fluff from my other petticoats whenever I left to make sure–”

You gently shush her, leaning closer. “Mind if I kiss you? Sounds much more fun than telling you to calm down.”

You hear a soft squeak as she starts to nod her head again. “Yes of course sorry sorry sorry–” You press your lips to hers, gently at first as you lean against her. A soft moan slips out between you both, and you press yourself a bit firmer against her as you see her eyes flutter closed. The sudden presence of her lips against yours brings a sense of fulfillment to the warmth inside you, a desire that finally finds the fuel it needs to grow. You press a bit firmer, rewarded with more pleasant noises from the kitsune as your body presses against hers. You both slowly pull apart, her eyes cracking open to look into yours as you both identify the fabric you’re both still wearing.

“Right, let me help you with that,” She says as she sits up and pushes you back, standing you up at the foot of your bed to run her hands along your arms and chest before tugging at your pants. “You don’t mind, right?” She looks up at you as you nod, stopping herself as she looks into your eyes.

“Yeah, I don’t,” you tell her. You put your arms around her idly, cheeks flushed red as she stares directly at you.

“Good!” She smiles, pushing gently and slowly pulling your lower wear down till it falls to your ankles. She pauses for a moment, seeing the way your cock bounces softly as it’s freed and left out. “Glad I wasn’t the only one getting excited, at least~” She runs a hand across it, allowing it a moment longer to grow as she leans back against the bed. She pulls at her sleeves, tugging her dress slowly before pulling her arms and tossing the dress out from below.

“Tada~!” she says with a flourish, now completely exposed except for the black underwear weakly covering her the same way her thigh high socks do. Falling back onto the soft bed behind her with her tails sprawled out, she holds out her hand as an invitation. She smiles at you as you relieve yourself of all the clothing holding you back, taking her hand and jumping into bed with her to get back to another kiss as your hand wraps around her waist. You feel the warmth of your bodies clashing, comforting you both as your lips press together and you feel her hand on your back starting to pull you closer. A desire you both shared led you to pressing your bodies together as you felt your dick beginning to press against her panties and grind softly. Echo twitches beneath you, legs starting to part as she moans in between kisses and trails a hand down slowly to grab yours and bring it to her bra. 

“Yes, yes, please more,” she moans out as you unhook and free her breasts, slowly speeding up your touches as you run your hands across her skin. You feel her hips beginning to roll, pressing back up against your dick with clear need as she lets a hand drift down and start fumbling with her panties. Her head leans back against the bed, disconnecting from your lips as her body begins to respond and arch to your touch as you tease her nipples and continue to please her. The heat between you two finally culminates into a need for what comes next, using a free hand to help her slide her panties to the side and slowly fit your cock inside her.

The moans stop for a moment, a pause in time as you push forward into her that ends as you make her squeal in pleasure when your hips meet hers. She takes loud, rapid breaths as her legs part further to allow you closer as she finally regains some semblance of composure to look at you. Her eyes are hazy with lust as she gives you a familiar smile.

“Please,” she pants, ears softly twitching “fuck me already!”

You quickly set a pace, rolling your hips and thrusting into her as your moans join the chorus of hers. She leans back onto your sheets, wiggling happily while feeling how her pussy starts to tighten around your dick. The pure joy the kitsune shows as a response to your actions is more than enough encouragement to continue going faster, picking up the pace as you let your hands press against her boobs and softly squeeze them. Her body seems to twitch as the warmth of your body touches hers, letting her respond by grabbing your hands and pressing them even firmer onto her breasts.

“Do you like that?” You speak between moans, starting to be a bit more firm as you take more control and start to thrust harder.

“Goodness, I–” Her train of thought is derailed by another thrust that goes just a bit deeper, making her squeal as her thighs twitch. “Yes, yes please holy fuck–” She presses your hands firmly onto her breasts, making sure you keep pleasing them before she trails hers down to grab her thighs and pull them apart further. She bucks her hips with enthusiasm, moaning out pleading words anytime she can. “Please keep going, it’s so good!”

Without hesitation, you speed up against her movement. Your clashing moans are joined by the inclusion of the rhythmic clapping of your hips against her as your cock slides deeper in, fully lubricated and freely slipping in and out. “You feel so good,” you let out as you feel her tightening around you, a matching warmth that brings comfort as much as it brings a raw sense of pleasure that only makes you want more. The need bubbling inside you pushes your hips further and lets you move faster and deeper, hands moving from her breasts to holding her chest and squeezing them so you can attempt to pull her even further onto your cock.

The kitsune’s resulting pleas quickly change. “Fuck yes, please keep going faster!” Her hands no longer trail romantically or slowly, instead she grabs your wrists and speedily pushes your hands down to her hips for you to grasp. She looks up at you, a small strength against the pure lust that clouds her mind as she locks eyes with you. “I’ll be fine, please cum inside me, take me and fuck me and–” you take her hips in your hands and pull her harder onto you, watching her eyelids flutter as a moan cuts her off and she drops back down to nothing but needy noises that cheer you on. You work harder to speed up the pace, firmly holding her hips to thrust your entire length into her pussy and get her to moan louder and louder.

You feel her legs start to shake, wrapping softly around you as she wildly grips at the bed sheets. “You gonna cum soon?” You tease, slowing down your pace for a moment to let her have just enough time to nod her head and open her mouth.

“Yes, yes,” she squeals out, “I’m so close, fuck me please,” her words come out in short sporadic sentences as her chest continues to heave with heavy breaths, her own hands replacing yours on her breasts as she begins to squeeze them tightly. For a moment, her eyes flutter open to meet yours as she begins to plead for you to resume a faster pace. Her mouth opens slowly, but the words never leave her mouth in time before you tighten your grip on her hips and slam against her, leaning forward and bracing yourself as you start to thrust inside as fast as your hips will push you. The shock of pleasure leaves the kitsune in a frozen gasp, staring at you before her head falls back and she screams out in pure ecstasy and starts to cum.

You attempt to help her ride out the orgasm as you continue to fuck her, pressing your cock against her inner walls and moaning out along with her. As her legs begin to twitch and you feel her tightening harder around you, you feel your breath hitch as you push yourself onto her, sliding your dick as deep as you can and beginning to cum inside her as you both cry out in unanimous pleasure. You fall into bed and lay against her, both of you embracing one another in a fit of heaving breaths as you slowly allow time to come down from the high of the moment. As you continue to regain composure, you hear a giggle coming from the girl as she stares into your eyes, running a hand over your cheek and smirking.

“Goodness, you’re a fun one~” She readjusts in your arms, pulling herself off your cock and separating slightly as she continues to snuggle close in your embrace. “Got more in you? I’d love another round or two!” Her enthusiasm manages to stay unmatched, even as her breathing has barely recovered.

“Of course, I–” you continue, slowly attempting to sit up. You feel yourself pushing against the bed, but the weight of your last orgasm feels like it has weakened you even further than you did before. You try to regain composure. “I’d love to, just…” you trail off, eyes locked onto hers as you feel your breathing start to slow to a strange level of calm that was unfamiliar to your post-orgasm norm. The warmth and desire from your heart feels satiated, but the mind inside you tells you that you’re willing to continue. Even then, the hazy fog of lust that covers your mind that usually clears up after cumming now instead feels like it's growing into a cloud that completely stops your thought process. You stumble over your words, attempting to do anything but look at the cute kitsune as you plead for more. “Please, I want to–”

“Oh, already?” The kitsune’s ears perk up, quickly sitting up while you struggle to leave the sheets of your bed. “Considering how strong you were, I was expecting you’d last a while before I started to drain you out. Not an issue, I can take it from here~” She pulls you into the center of the bed, moving you with very little effort as you struggle to keep up.

“What do you–” your words are slurred, slow enough that she finishes answering before you can ask.

“I guess even if you knew about what a kitsune is, you’d still feel strange having it happen to you. Misinformation and whatnot.” She casually explains herself as she lays you on your back, lifting a leg idly to pull off her panties and fling them aside. “We feed off energy, but more importantly a lot of emotion and memory. So, even if I could just drain some from you, it’s so much less…” she looks into your eyes with a smile. “Fulfilling~ I’m sure you agree that sex is a more fun way to do it, right?”

You nod slowly, still left confused but listening to her talk as she sensually danced above you. She crawled across the bed to keep adjusting you, not caring as she wiggled her hips and showed how your cum was dripping down her legs. You didn’t have much energy to do anything else but stare at her, transfixed and listening intently.

“So, instead I enjoy these nights where I get to fuck someone and enjoy a happy night! Let them cum once or twice, wait for their mind to start to fog up as I feed, and then I can get to work giving you a good time and eat up all the memories. It’s a win-win!” She straddles your lap, a hand on your cock as she idly plays with it before looking up at you. “You get to have some fun sex you’ll barely remember in the morning, I get to be fed by the time I hit the road, and I get to live through the memory twice!”

She leans forward against your chest, hands running along your skin as she lifts her hips and wiggles her butt above your cock, looking into your eyes with a smile. “Sound good~? We could always just wrap up and snuggle tonight as well. Either way you’ll wake up in the morning without any memory, but I like to give you the option.” She slowed her movements down to a halt, waiting for you to muster up the energy to answer.

“More,” you slowly reply, “please.”

“That’s what I like to hear~” She cheers, crawling back to your lap and positioning her hips right above your cock as she lines it up with herself. The kitsune smiles, her tails fanning out behind her as she blows you a small kiss. “Mwah~” she giggles, hips dropping down onto your cock as she sits herself ontop of you. Despite your weakened state, you feel yourself moan out as your eyes focus on the girl. She puts her hands down on your chest, wiggling idly as she hums softly to herself while adjusting before she lifts her hips back up. You watch her revealing the bottom half of your lubricated dick before she drops herself back down and forces another moan out of your mouth. She starts to slowly repeat the process, quickly building up to a faster pace as she begins to bounce.

“There we go!” She cheers out as she gets you into a consistent rhythm of moans, looking down at you as she smiles happily. Your eyes are drawn to hers, staring deep into their glistening brown shine as she slowly begins to roll her hips a bit differently. “I know all the kitsune magic is gonna leave you all fuzzy, so just relax and enjoy the ride~” She pulls herself up, wiggling her butt and emphasizing her point with a quick slam of her hips. She continues to bounce herself on your dick, taking her time to enjoy different methods and seeing what makes you moan the loudest. She changes from simple rhythmic bouncing to a slow, teasing ride as she rolls her hips up and takes a moment before pressing them back down into your lap. After she hears you moan and squirm over it, she takes time to instead try more rapid bounces that turn each noise into a continuous sound that makes her giggle. “Aren’t you just adorable,” she whispers in between moans as she continues to get faster with her bouncing. Your head lolls back against the pillow she laid you on, eyes on hers as your mind continues to empty out with nothing but the immense pleasure from the kitsune.

Warmth starts to flood in again as you feel your cock twitch inside her, something she seems to notice as she begins to bounce even faster. “Looks like someone’s close~” She giggles, a sentiment she enjoys for a moment before her eyes slowly cloud over with a familiar lust. Her teasing, playful nature starts to fade as her hips move on their own, bouncing up and down as she simply starts to moan under her breath and stare into your eyes with need. You feel a tugging at your mind, a familiar one you barely recognized had been going on ever since you met the curious girl. Now, it grabs at your mind and drags the thoughts right out as you feel everything start to fade away. Things blur out of focus as your eyes focus on the kitsune, her body bouncing up and down as her mesmerizing tails start to twitch and squirm, sometimes running against your body and adding to the building warmth. Even as your mind empties out, you recognize the kitsune’s being clouded by lust as she moans out louder and louder while her hips ride you with a primal desire to experience pleasure. Her eyes stare blankly back, silently pleading with you as she moans with you as that magical presence completely drains you of anything but pleasure. With each movement of her hips, you feel your body getting closer and closer to the edge as the girl on top of you only gets faster and faster.

“Goodness, I–” her moans are cutting her off from speaking clearly, but she steadies herself. “P-please, cum. Cum for me.” She whimpers out as her eyes flutter shut.

Your body responds weakly, moaning out as your hips push up gently against her. Even then, you feel your cock twitch and empty itself into the kitsune as she screams out in pleasure with her own orgasm. You moan alongside her, feeling the way her pussy rubs against you as she continues to fuck herself on top of you throughout her orgasm until it finally subsides. Your eyelids slowly begin to shut, a pervading lack of energy that transcends sleeping pushing you down into a deep slumber as you watch her weakly begin to open her eyes to meet yours one last time.

“Thanks for the meal~” she coos, last words you never remember.

(Hey, thanks for reading till the end! This is a new genre of thing for me–I love writing and post publically on a main website, but this is my first time leaning into +18 things. I'd love to hear feedback if you have the time to write anything back! Hope things were enjoyable for you :3)