♥ A night time stroll ♥

Despite the lateness in the year, the night air was comfortable enough even if there was a certain chill edge to it when you were walking around without any clothes on. Dustin led the way away from the glow coming from the embers of the campfires and down through the soft moss-covered hillside to the small stream he’d visited with Rye earlier. The water was black in the starlight, with only the edges of the ripples preventing it from being a mirror of the night sky above. The pair paused for a moment, Dustin checking the way they’d come to make sure there weren’t any errant Rabyth wandering around that might spot them before tugging Emely on upstream.

The flight path he’d taken on arrival hadn’t just shown the gentle babble of the brook - after a few minutes further walk, Emely’s ears perked up. Up ahead, the babble grew more insistent, and the pair scrambled past a fallen tree to find the location Dustin had been leading them towards. Here, the water cascaded over a low cliff - only five or six feet - and fell into a wide pool that filled the area. The moss they had been walking on was clear for some way between the nearest trees and the edge of the pool - and it was onto this moss that Dustin pulled his lover.

“How are you feeling now, kitten?” he asked, smiling at the sparkle in the Feliax woman’s eyes. “Less worn out, I take it.” She nodded, staring at the tranquil nature around them with what looked like pure delight. “This is so beautiful, sir.” She breathed, before turning her face up to his as he wrapped her in his arms. “So are you. Tonight, you wanted to please me and spend some time outside. Well, here we are - outside, under the stars.” Then Dustin stopped speaking and grinned, an idea forming in his head as he spotted a pair of younger trees behind Emely, one of which had clearly fallen into the other some time ago as the branches now intertwined.

“There’s even some natural handholds here for you” he murmured, steering his lover over to the natural rest and gesturing for her to grab the two trunks. Emely tested the solidity of the plants briefly before bending forward, her head dipping below a branch as she grabbed onto both trees for support with her tails spilling down and covering her rear like a curtain. Dustin admired the view for a moment before reaching out and delicately parting the two outside-most tails, curling them around to drape over the woman’s hips. Now only one fur-covered length blocked his view of her sex, and he stroked it tenderly for a moment before lifting it out of the way, sliding his hand along it to stroke over the base as he did so.

The fox girl’s breath hitched in her throat at the sudden stimulation, even as Dustin’s other hand moved to align himself with her lips. A moment later, both of them let out a contented sigh of pleasure as he slid inside her once more. The contrast between the night air (mild as it was) and the inside of the Feliax woman was intense; warmth flooded Dustin’s senses as he began a steady rhythm. For her part, Emely’s knuckles tensed as she tightened her grip on the trees to prevent his thrusting from forcing her over. Her thighs tensed too a moment later as Dustin began to speed up, and he was unsure if the clenching of her muscles was the woman in front of him trying to increase his pleasure, stave off another orgasm or simply keep herself upright in the midst of their lovemaking.

Emely’s pants grew louder as he increased **** and speed, until her moans became clearly audible with each thrust of his cock into her warm depths. She’d been trying to keep quiet Dustin guessed, given his order to keep the pride from losing face, but the combination of his relentless fucking and the exhibitionist thrill of knowing anyone could stumble across them at any moment was clearly pushing his submissive beyond her control. Dustin smiled to himself; while he was enjoying what he was guiding Emely through that night personally, his whole aim had been to give her a date night she’d remember for a while and he was pretty sure that it was a success so far.

In front of him, tails twitched suddenly and Emely’s moans raised in both pitch and volume to take on an almost alarmed note. “Sir!” she gasped, and he could feel her legs trembling. “Sir, please…” her moan was heartfelt, but fortunately for the fox girl Dustin was already on the way to giving her what she wanted. Releasing the hand that had been holding her tails and grabbing her hips firmly, he bucked hard into her once more and gasped as he came. Emely’s answering cry was a crystal clear note of pleasure that echoed around the clearing, the woman’s entire world suddenly seeming to condense into that moment of utter delight.

A moment later, Dustin helped Emely free herself from the trees; in her somewhat shaky post orgasmic bliss she struggled to navigate the branches. Smiling, he led her down to the edge of the pool and pulled her down next to him on the soft ground. “Almost everything I wanted done now kitten.” He mused, to a happy giggle from his lover. “Just two more things left.” From where she lay next to him, Emely propped herself up on her arm. “Two?” She asked, a little wide eyed at what else he could have planned. Dustin nodded, before pulling her in for a kiss. That kiss turned rapidly into more kissing, and he found himself hardening once more - it seemed the enzyme definitely worked as advertised.

Pulling the fox woman on top of him, Emely squeaked with delight as she felt his length press against her once more. Dustin barely had to give the faintest of indications as to what he wanted. Before he could even voice a command his partner shifted her hips upward, dipped a hand to adjust the angle of his cock slightly and sank down with a satisfied groan as she engulfed his shaft. Moving her hands to his shoulders Emely pushed down on him gently as she shifted her weight, shuffling her hips forward as she sat upright. Dustin was impressed - she’d managed to go from near horizontal to fully vertical without letting him slip free from within her warm folds. Then, she paused, seemingly unsure of what to do next having not waited for full instruction; Dustin smiled up at her. “Emely, kitten, what is my order about cumming tonight?”

The woman flicked her eyes down to him, before snapping out of whatever worried state she had gotten herself into. “No cumming until you fill my cunt, sir.” Dustin’s smile grew wider - there was just something about hearing the mix of respect and crudeness in a single sentence that made his cock twitch - and judging by the sudden intake of breath, Emely felt it as well. “Good girl. Well, I would like to see you come for me at least once more before we go back to our tent. You know what you need to do to be allowed to do that. Make it happen.” The fox girl stared at him puzzled for a moment, before insight dawned. “Oh.. Oh! Yes sir, right away.” With that, she took a breath, focused, and began to rock her hips steadily back and forward. Dustin let out a satisfied groan of pleasure and settled back onto the ground, enjoying the star-lit view of the redhead’s naked breasts slowly bouncing above him.

The pace was satisfyingly stimulating, and for a time Dustin was happy to allow Emely to keep to the rhythm she had set. As she rode him, the fox girl’s breathing quickened and she began to let out little mewls of pleasure once more; he used that as a marker to move things forward. “I told you when we first got together, I can be in charge no matter where you are, kitten. Look at right now - you’re on top, but your every move is by my order, is it not?” Emely’s answer was a shaky affirmation, her breathing growing heavy as their lovemaking continued. “Well then, I told you I wanted to see you come. I think you should hurry things up.” Emely’s tails twitched as she processed the order, then with a whine she leaned forward. Her hands were warm where she gripped on to his shoulders for balance as she began rapidly bouncing her hips, pushing her sex down against his crotch faster and faster.

Dustin grunted at the sudden acceleration - while he’d asked for it, he’d not expected Emely to be so quick on the uptake. Then he glanced into her eyes and saw the concentration and pleading look in them, and realised just how close she was. Her mouth hung slightly open, the fox girl trying her best to hide that she was panting with lust as she rode him, her walls trembling with the **** of holding on. For one moment something devilish in Dustin made him consider forcing her to stop, to make her pause and calm down before resuming so that he could continue to enjoy this - but then, that did run the risk of them being too tired to return to their tent and he wanted to finish back there for the final part of his plans for the evening. With that in mind, he took the other path open to him. Reaching up, he grabbed her hips and as she descended bucked up into her hard. That sudden thrust was all the pair needed; Dustin grunted and Emely’s mouth locked into a silent scream as he filled her once more, allowing the fox girl her own release.

They returned to their tent a little while later, Dustin having to support Emely the first part of the way on shaky legs. When they slipped inside the flap (and once he was sure it was secured) he reached into the bag of supplies and tossed a bottle of water to his companion who caught it, popping the lid and downing half of it before sitting down on the bedding. “You had one more thing you wanted tonight, sir. Sorry we didn’t get to do everything on your list because I was too tired after riding you.” Dustin chuckled at that. “Kitten, we’ve done everything on my list bar the last thing because the last thing involves us being back in our tent, it’s nothing to do with you being too tired.” Emely blinked and looked up at him. “What was the last thing you wanted then sir?”

Dustin sat down next to her on the wide-spread sleeping bag, before shuffling the pillows around and lying back. Indicating for her to join him in being horizontal, he pulled the Feliax woman into a hug before reaching out to tug the covers over them both. “The last thing I wanted was to fall asleep with you in my arms kitten. You did very well tonight, and I’m proud of you for working so hard.” He murmured, gently stroking Emely’s short hair before tilting her head up for one final kiss. With that, the pair snuggled up and drifted into a happily exhausted slumber.