Rekindling the Embers

"Aaahh, aaah! Ahh!" Janette arched her back, lifting her chest as she felt a pair of paws stroke along her thighs. She had raised herself high, feeling each flick of the tongue in her pussy move up and down, bringing her back into the throes of bliss.

Syri pulled back and licked her lips, kissing around her clit and lapping at her juices, feeling her thighs close around her without applying too much pressure. If she closed her eyes, it felt like a warm hug almost as if they were kissing. She began to purr, sending vibrations through each time she placed her lips against Janette's kitty, which would drive her insane. She gasped and nearly felt her soul leap out, biting her tongue and folding over before pushing the Nekomata away. Syri looked up, shocked and puzzled, her eyes giving a semblance of hurt.

Janette felt regret and stroked her hair, pulling her toward her in an embrace, holding her while panting slowly.

"Did I do bad?" She asked.

Janette shook her head, stroking her back. "No no no, you did wonderfully. I just need a moment to catch my breath."

This changed her behavior as she giggled to herself. "Did I leave you breathless? Oh!"

She was awarded a quick slap with Janette's palm to the Nekomata's behind, her tails briefly alarmed with a sudden wag before coiling around her waist.

Janette kissed her neck and pulled back, being gentle with her while controlling how to position her. Syri watched carefully, her ears raised up high while she permitted Janette to guide her limbs around. It was a matter of patience, Janette even stuck out her tongue not in manner of teasing but rather through a look of focus, her eyes fixated on how she directed Syri to move her legs.

"No no, this way."

"This?"

"Yes, now scoot closer to the right. No, my right. Yes like that."

"Meow?" Her cat ears flickered as she stared, seemingly puzzled while Janette positioned herself forward with her leg across her own. "What are we doing?"

"You'll see." Janette smirked, her hand reaching out to stroke Syri's thigh. The pair had crossed their legs over the other, effectively tangled with their genitals an inch apart. "Now if we scoot in closer.."

"They kiss!" Syri giggled, her face turning red. As she moved in closer, she felt a tingle surge through them both as they rubbed each other together. "Whoa! Whoo~oooouuummmm~"

Her voice trailed off, shifting into a low moan as Janette helped guide her movement. In a moment, the two were rubbing their clits together, legs interlaced in a shared motion, the appearance looking like that of two pairs of scissors opened and put together.

"Feels good, right?" Janette smiled, knowing the answer based from her partners expression alone.

Syri merely shook her head yes, her white hair bouncing through the motion while she was humping her hips back and forth, feeling the wet friction between both of their pussies. She whimpered as Janette reached and grabbed hold of her left tit, squeezing it gently before pressing her nipple between her index finger and thumb and rubbing it with careful ease. She didn't wish to pull or make the experience painful, she was careful into learning what turned her partner on after all. Rather, she was checking to see how Syri would react from her actions, and seeing her whimper and meow, she knew she was giving her a positive experience to remember by.

Only the idea was beginning to suffer drawbacks, as Janette felt her clit remained sensitive from her ealier orgasm, and the ongoing friction between her and her lovers current love making was bringing her into the throes of another climax. Her chest began to feel that familiar inner tingle, a subtle spark burning into a fire in her loins as she was beginning to reach her end.

"Ha-ahh, fuck!" She gasped, being cautious not to be too rough as to pound her pelvis into Syri's pelvis. That would perhaps introduce a more painful experience which was something she wasn't into. The pair locked eyes as Syri took notice of her coming climax, reaching out with her paw. Janette held out and grabbed her paw, close enough to holding hands as the two began grinding and rubbing their pussies in a faster momentum, using their flowing juices as an appropriate lubricant while they drew closer and closer.

"W-wait!" Janette gasped out, feeling Syri respond as their movement slowed to a stop, both women panting in an attempt to catch their breath. Their bodies and breasts were by now heaving up and down, coated in sweat and heat. Syri looked on as Janette carefully pulled away, whimpering as she felt she was so close to reaching her finish.

"S-something wrong, did your leg cramp? Did it hurt, was I hurting y-!" Janette sealed her partner's worries with a kiss, leaning forward on all fours while Syri felt her ears and her tails shoot up as if a bolt of electricity had struck her.

Mwah!

"I already came before, and I want this to be your turn." Janette whispered with a dreamy look in her eyes. Syri sat speachless as Janette shifted and leaned down, believing she wanted to rest her head on her lap. But Janette parted her thighs and sat her head on the bed, her hands pulling at Syri until she suddenly understood. Nervously, she obeyed and scooted forward until her thighs were at either side of Janette's head, keeping her kitty just where her mouth was.

"Did you... want me to sit on you?" She asked in an sweet, innocent tone.

"If you want, just use me. My tongue is your toy, ride me to your pleasure." She swatted her ass once more, startling the cat girl as she leaned forward and nearly fell off. Janette chuckled before closing her eyes, her hands stroking along Syri's waist. Syri slowly lowered herself, hoping this wasn't too much until she froze when she felt that lick across her slit. Feeling a pair of hands pull her down, she succumbed to the increasing addiction of having someone eat at her pussy, sliding her tongue along her folds and nibbling at her lips. Having been on the edge just moments prior, it took little time before she felt that juicy tingle inside once more.

"Huhh, huhhh, haahh! Hahhh! Huhh!"

Syri had leaned forward, paws keeping her upper body up as her waist began to gyrate and bounce up and down, back and forth in a wave-like motion. She couldn't tell what was rubbing her clit, it could be Janette's tongue or chin, but it felt unbearable either way, like a ****-fueled high in which she was beginning to find herself addicted to. She closed her eyes and continued riding her face, being careful not to sit her entire weight down even if she was fairly light and thin in body structure.

Janette closed her eyes and resigned to her heaven, savoring the taste and hungrily licking for more. Just the sounds her cat girl was making was enough to keep her tongue busy, even if it was beginning to feel sore by now.

"Ohh! Haah, haaah! Hhnnnn!!!" Syri bit her lip, grinding her pussy down before leaning back and pressing her hips down. The feeling had snuck up quicker than she had thought, leading the pair to believe that they had perhaps found a position that she would favor. Janette found herself drenched in a wave of fluids, busying herself with trying to lick and drink as much as she could. Syri felt her core burst forth, the sensation reaching its end as she hit her peak and her tails curled up in a tight hold, squeezing her waist while she grounded herself down, releasing and succumbing once she lost her strength just as her orgasm died down. She purred and fell forward, finding herself snuggled up between Janette's legs while using her thigh as a comfortable pillow.

A series of pats on her butt brought to her attention that someone was in need of air. She squealed and quickly rolled off, allowing Janette to gasp and wipe her soaked face. She leaned back and took a series of deep breaths, feeling her heart begin to pace itself and relax. Syri snuggled up to her side, hugging her arm and looking at her, wondering if she was okay. When Janette turned to her, she broke into a fit of laughter. Syri was startled at first, but she too began to giggle along with her, the pair finding the experience rather funny for the two. She leaned her head against her shoulder, cuddling together as Syri mumbled an apology.

"Sorry I almost drowned you."

Janette snorted. "I would have died with a smile, but apology accepted."

She wondered what next, if the pair would talk or rest or continue. She wasn't the only one thinking that way, but it seemed that both were too shy to be the first to speak up, and the experience had drained a lot of their strength during the shared intimacy. Without another word, Janette would soon hear a pattern of sighs from Syri before noticing her eyes were shut and she was sleeping peacefully. Smiling, she leaned into her and closed her eyes as well, soon drifting off into her own rest.