The L Word

Janette swallowed, feeling a familiar heat accompany her skin as she slowly pedaled back step by step. Her finger pressed on her lip as she processed what just happened, and whom she saw the Nekomata with. In here, in a tent during daylight without much privacy? Was it allowed, or would the others be able to hear the two?

Well, she could hear them giggling right now, moving around presumably on top of each other. A soft furry tail tip poked her shoulder just as two paws curled around Janette's waist, with Syri pulling her in for a hug from behind. Grinning, she leaned her head over her lovers shoulder and began to nuzzle, rubbing her cheek against Janette's cheek.

"What's on your mind, you look like you've seen a ghost girl." Syri snickered, her tails now curling around Janette's legs and thighs.

Janette felt herself turning red, submitting to such affection and closing her eyes briefly. The scent, that fruity smell of Syri filled her to the point of intoxication as her senses began to accumulate for her. Looking to her left, she caught her Nekomata looking back with the most innocent little smile on such a perfect, soft freckled face. Those fangs, tiny little fangs that she would catch at the slight parting of those soft pink kissable lips.

So kissable, so longing to feel them once more. Suddenly, Janette found her own lips pressed against Syri as wonderfully little fairies danced around in her stomach. Syri herself was wide-eyed and too surprised to act at first, nearly pulling back when another second passed and then another. Once Janette opened her eyes, she snickered suddenly at the puzzled face of her beloved.

"You look like you you've seen a ghost girl yourself." Janette grinned, licking her lips.

"I think I have, and I think I'm in her possession." Syri leaned in for more, mouth parting open to be rewarded by Janette's love and affection. Her grip loosened as she felt her legs begin to wobble, allowing Janette to break free and spin around to face her, all without breaking lip contact. Her hands reached to hold her paws gently, fingers moving across the fur as Janette pressed in further. Breaking away, a sliver of saliva remained tethered between the two only fading as soon as Janette moved in to kiss and nip at her Nekomata's slim soft little neck.

"Mmmm... you f-feel good..." Syri mewed, moaning gently as her face felt as if she were on fire. "You feel warm."

"You feel hot." Janette whispered, lowering herself before sweeping the Nekomata from her feet.

"Eep! Meow!?" Syri squealed, losing her footing before being scooped onto her lovers arms, her legs dangling off the side as she rest her head against Janette's breasts. Janette smiled triumphantly, looking around for a spare tent perhaps as she carried her prize with relative ease. "When did you get so strong?"

Janette leaned in close until their noses touched, landing a quick peck before moving her hair back, revealing the mark left on her neck. Cradled in her arms, Syri was left speechless as Janette asked for a private spot.

"Babe? You don't happen to know a spot for us in private?"

Syri shook her head, swallowing hard and staring up with her tongue slipping between those lips. If this was another dream, please never let this end!

"Oh, you two lovebirds can use my tent." Turning back, they were met with Zimi beaming back as her tail pointed to a tent nearby. "Don't know if it's occupied, Nukka did someone take my tent?"

"Nu, wouldn't let em."

"Good girl! You're such a good girl, such a beautiful girl." Zimi cooed before looking back and smiling awkwardly. "Aha, well there you go. You two enjoy yourselves, and congratulations on your mate dear-y!"

"Ahh, t-thanks Auntie." Syri blushed, waving back with a soft motion of her paw. Janette smiled and moved towards the desired tent, feeling relieved to find it not only empty, but with several blankets and pillows neatly layered about.

"Oooh, pee-lows!" Syri giggled before being dropped on her butt beside them. Wiggling around and getting comfortable, Syri pawed at the air as Janette stood over her with a cocky grin.

"Do you know how long it's been since I've had you to myself?"

"Days?" Syri asked, tilting her head.

"Weeks." Janette crawled in, kissing her Nekomata from lips to cheek, nibbling her neck gently with the tinniest of nibbles, exploring her way further down until she was met with a pair of womanly treats.

"Oohh," Syri mewled, feeling Janette's tongue paint across her soft tender boob, flicking the tiny nub at the tip. Moving in, she took most of her lover's breast within her lips, suckling nice and tight as her tongue bathed the soft chewy flesh of nipple and tit. With a nice pop, her nipple was left harder and wetter than before. "Oh gosh, I feel hot inside."

"So hot inside." Janette licked her lips, leaning in for an open-mouth kiss. Syri accepted her, turning her head and brushing Janette's hair when their tongues finally met. The air was thick and hot around them, their tongues dancing in celebration of their recent reunion when Syri pressed Janette's chest back, sitting up on her knees.

"Janette." She moaned softly, smacking her lips before falling on top of her. Paws and hands felt each other, their bodies reacquainted with Janette's clothes remaining in the way of their love. Pulling away. Janette groaned deliciously to the cat girls ears, sucking in her breath as those tiny fangs nibbled at her claim. "Mine."

"Y-yours..." Janette felt herself begin to melt, her shirt yanked before she recognized the cold air on her sensitive nipples as Syri began pressing and pulling at her boobs. "Aa~ah, careful babe~"

"Mine!" Syri grinned, diving in to latch those soft lips around her tit and suckling nice and hard.

"Aaahh~hah yourssss~!"

Janette felt her needy mind melt away, all thoughts turning into mush as sudden jolts of nerves jolted and pulsed through her from the hottest slick lick of her tongue rubbing across her tits, from one boob to the other. She shuddered and trembled at the feel of that rough kitty tongue sparking her sensors, gasping, stomach twitching as a reaction to each lick. Her leggings were undone, tugged loose and pulled away, legs free and pussy dripping, willing and ready.

"Please take me." Janette whimpered, biting so hard she feared her lips would be bit right off. The heat was building, rising, boiling hot and ready to ignite and burst before her. The feel, the anticipation of touch was getting to her, running dirty thoughts in het head. She needed this release, this warmth, to bring her back to the happiness of when they first met.

Syri purred lightly, hugging Janette's yummy thighs and taking in the scent of her heat. She could feel her body pleading, begging for that tongue to unlock the fulfillment of her passion. Janette waited, knowing any second she would bask under the warmth of Syri's tongue over her pussy and bring her to climax. She was ready, she was willing, she was nearly there. She waited, and waited, and slowly her lust begin to hinder as she lifted her addled head. Syri was grinning back at her, clutching her legs.

"Babe, why did you stop? I was close."

"Sorry, but I need to hear you say it."

Say it?

"Say what?" Janette groaned, feeling restless and annoyed at such an odd distraction.

"The L-word silly, you have to say it or no more me."

"The L-word? I like you?"

Janette winced, feeling a paw smack her ass cheek firmly with her legs lifted up. "Wrong word silly. Come on Mommy, say it. Sayyyyy iiiiiiit."

Janette fumbled with her words, hesitant in her response. Say the word, it's such a romantic word but was she ready for this? The L word was never significant in meaning before, why bring it now? Syri frowned, biting Janette's thigh illiciting a light squeak.

"Eeep! Syri, please. Can I just say like for now?"

"Why you don't want to say it? You don't feel that way for me?" Syri pouted, letting her legs feel the ground before letting go.

"Oh nononono, come here." Janette answered back, scooping her into her arms and brushing her hair. "Of course you mean that, you mean the world to me. I..."

She choked, feeling Syri's eyes falling on her waiting for an answer.

"I never said that word before, it makes me nervous." There, the truth. Well, it was a bit more but those were the simplest words to answer her.

But Syri was quick to answer back. "So?"

"So? So, so I-I'm nervous! So what if I say the words, then I feel that way for you a-and I... I hurt you before. It'll break my heart to hurt you again."

Syri scooped Janette's face in her paws, touching their foreheads and whispering, "You won't hurt me again, I forgive you. I missed you so."

"I missed you too."

Syri stared deeply into her eyes, without a moment or a stutter, as she spoke those words into her. "I love you, J'nette O'lav Cicario."

"Pfft, my full name come on-"

"Not the point Missy!"

"Okay, okay, got it. I... I..." Janette swallowed, looking back into Syri's jade green eyes, glistening and shining, resembling such hidden beauty unmatched to anyone else for her. My gods, it's her. She is... she really is, and she chose me? How could I ever deserve her.

"I... love... you." Janette whispered, sealing their love with a kiss. And a whimper. And a groan, right as something or somethings began rubbing and sliding between her pussy lips. Syri blushed deeply and smiled back, letting her tails tease her a little further.

"Now you're mine, Mommy." She purred, sliding her tails around Janette's kitty lips. Janette sighed happily, closing her eyes and giving in to her touch and pleasure.

"Yours."