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- Her nails trailed down his back in tender lines, her gaze locking onto his with devotion. “Tat…” she whispered, moaning softly, “you’re mine… and I’m yours. No one else could ever make me feel this way.”
September 16, 2025 at 1:56 AM
- breathless moans. “It’s not just your size—it’s you. All of you, inside me, holding me like this… gods, I only ever want this. I only ever want you.”

She rocked her hips carefully, savoring every bit of closeness, every stretch, every ragged breath they shared.-
September 16, 2025 at 1:56 AM
- as her curvy body fluttered helplessly around him. “I can feel you everywhere,” she gasped, her words half-laugh, half-moan, filled with awe. “You’re filling me so full… I never knew it could feel like this.”

Her lips brushed against his, her voice softening, rich with affection even through the-
September 16, 2025 at 1:56 AM
- “You’re so… you’re so big… I can barely-” Her hips twitched, her little body struggling to stretch around him, every inch sending sparks of heat racing through her. She clung to him tighter, face pressed against his neck, as if that closeness would steady her.

Her tail-nub flicked wildly-
September 16, 2025 at 1:56 AM
-pressing inside, her whole body arched, nails digging gently into his shoulders- not from pain, but from the sheer intensity of it. A sharp, broken moan spilled from her lips as her sunny eyes flew wide.

“O-ohh gods, Tat-” she whimpered, her voice trembling with shock.-
September 16, 2025 at 1:56 AM
He could feel her warm breath against his ear, a teasing smile curving her lips. “Good- patient boys get rewarded, my love,” she purred, voice soft, a gentle nip.

Her trembling frame pressed close as she guided him against her, her breath catching in soft, uneven gasps. The moment he started-
September 16, 2025 at 1:56 AM
- looked away for a beat, then peeked back at him

“…Well? What did I look best in, Tat- or am I left to imagine it myself?”
September 14, 2025 at 6:54 PM
“That was your plan all along, wasn’t it?! To be so impossibly good-looking that I’d fall for your little games… just to get all my fresh cream puffs!”

Her ears wiggled as another giggle escaped her, “You sneaky, handsome fiend… a dozen cream puffs coming up!"
September 14, 2025 at 4:56 PM
- he was under her touch.

“Feel that?” she purred, heat thick in her voice as she pressed down against his aching desire. “That’s me- burning for you, Tat.”
September 14, 2025 at 4:31 PM
- “Please? Ohhh… my poor, poor, boy,” she murmured, voice soft and velvet, teasing. Her hips continued their trembling grind, tracing slow lines down his shoulders with her nails. Every shiver, every ragged breath he gave, she drank in, savoring the way he quivered and how completely undone-
September 14, 2025 at 4:31 PM
- hips stuttering for a moment before resuming their slow, deliberate grind, pressing against him as if claiming every ounce of his attention.

She let her lips trail along his jaw once more, teasing, nipping, and whispering against his skin, a soft, warm purr vibrating from her chest.-
September 14, 2025 at 4:31 PM
- flicked downward, taking in the way he shivered, glowing with need, every pulse mirrored in her own growing ache. She shivered again when the tip of his tail was trying oh-so-desperately to rub her sensitive bulb, a sudden spark of awareness racing through her.

Her body twitched involuntarily-
September 14, 2025 at 4:31 PM
- holding him in place while her body trembled with every movement.

“I can feel you- every throb- right against me,” she breathed, voice low and unsteady. A soft moan broke free, her body arching as if to draw him in, her tail-nub flicking in frantic little jerks.

Her half-lidded eyes-
September 14, 2025 at 4:31 PM
Her chest fluttered as his heat pressed flush against her flower, a gasp spilling past her lips before she could bite it back. Her hips rolled with a trembling grind, dragging that aching hardness along her most tender place. Nails dug into his shoulders as she pressed closer,-
September 14, 2025 at 4:31 PM
- she was holding the reins— daring and wholly intent on setting him ablaze.

She nipped at his jaw, soft but deliberate, “Mmh… so warm… you really are going to burn me up, aren’t you?” she whispered, her tone half-chiding, half-inviting.
September 13, 2025 at 7:52 PM
-soft yet insistent- exploring him with deliberate care, coaxing a response while holding on to that subtle teasing.

A shaky purr slipped from her throat as her lips grazed his jaw, lingering just long enough to remind him that even wrapped in softness,-
September 13, 2025 at 7:52 PM
-along the pulsing rhythm she both felt and smelled. That damn intoxicating smell invading all her senses.

Her mounds pressed flush against his chest, breaths mingling in a haze of shared desire, her tail flicking with anxious, almost frantic excitement. She let her touch linger-
September 13, 2025 at 7:52 PM
- radiating from him.

Her lips parted in a delicate, almost inaudible gasp. “You… you’re all fire…” she whispered, her voice a blend of awe, teasing, and desire. A low, playful growl rolled from her throat, trembling with anticipation.

Her hands crept lower, teasingly slow, fingertips brushing-
September 13, 2025 at 7:52 PM
-and a claim, betraying the fire coursing through her.

“Tat…!” she squeaked at the sudden heat pressing against her, a shiver racing down her spine as she pressed closer. Her hands hovered for a heartbeat, trembling, before daring to slide along his chest, fingertips savoring the heat-
September 13, 2025 at 7:52 PM
His scent engulfed her, breath hitched- a soft, stifled gasp slipping past her lips as she blinked up at him, eyes wide and shimmering with a mix of awe and need. Her tail twitched nervously as she brushed against him, while her claws sank lightly into his shoulders- both an anchor-
September 13, 2025 at 7:52 PM
She shot him a squinty squint, though the twitch at the corner of her mouth betrayed a small, reluctant grin.

“You’re enjoying this far too much, Tat.”
September 13, 2025 at 4:32 PM