Tricks and Thirst

Eight

**Explicit chapter

Kanako throws you an aggravated glance. "It's not, you know that, but if you have to walk around this living room in your human form for my sake, then for my sake as well, I'd appreciate it if you could wear something to make you less... distracting."

Mori bows low. "This is quite acceptable. I would enjoy having the chance of simply... chat with you."

This time, she chuckles and shakes her head. "Chat? Right. Well, I'll believe it when I see it. In the meantime, darling, what about this bath we talked about?" She hesitates briefly before continuing. "Are you... interested? Do you even take those?"

Mori grins and shakes his head. "Hot baths are one of the few human inventions that I praise every day. But, I think I will leave the two of you alone now."

He stands up and you sigh, in sudden agreement with Kanako. Putting some clothes on this man is a necessity for your sanity. The two of you scramble on your feet, notably because it will make it easier to look at him in the eye than ogling some other parts of his body. You envy his ability to overlook your nudity, but then, he doesn't seem to live with the same standards of body awareness.

"I'll be on my way, then. Thank you again for a wonderful evening..." The two of you gasp when once again, soft tails sweep along your backs and buttocks, before brushing your nipples. You half grin, half groan at such teasing, and take two bold steps to crash your lips on his. He grunts and growls in your mouth, fingers pulling at your hair with a passion that betrays the real, deep nature of his desire.

Behind you, Kanako laughs and follows your lead; moving behind him, she slides her slender body against his, lithe fingers moving front to play again. Mori growls even more before breaking your kiss with a low chuckle.

"All right, all right. Lesson learned. But careful now, if you really want to throw me out of here, you should step back..." The flashing, golden glow of his eyes and the stiffening of his erections against your lower belly support his words of warning.

You share a quick glance with your girlfriend, and you love the fire you see in hers. She grabs him even harder, and tiptoes to whisper in his ear. "I feel like... I feel like I haven't had the chance to sample as many as your extraordinary talents as my beloved..." Her voice is sultry and your folds tingle. But there's no way you can go all the way right now. You are too sensitive and bruised. That's fine, it's not about you, and you're delighted to enjoy the show.

This time, his growl doesn't sound human at all. He releases you to take her swiftly back in his embrace. With a large grin, she jumps at his neck and locks her ankles behind him.

"Oh, you pretty and insolent flower... let me show exactly the merits of my tongue... and other extra appendices." His face partially shifts, and this time Kanako doesn't recoil. She stares back, defiant.

The next second, she shrieks in gleeful surprise, and you gasp as he turns her upside down, bringing her glistening pussy to face level, hands spreading her wide open, holding her safe and tight mid-air thanks to his tails. He wastes no time digging into her, and you groan when you realize how much exactly of his raspy appendix slides inside.

Kanako loses it immediately and howls, eyes revulsed. Mouth against her folds, he sucks her leisurely. Upside down but straining on her abs in a futile attempt to straighten up, she sobs now, palms pressed against her face, and only incoherent noises pass her lips.

You can't remain idle, and goes on her other side, your burning stare meeting Mori's over Kanako's flowing pussy and ass. You run lazily your tongue over her smaller hole, once, twice, and from gold his eyes turn amber red, while his fingers dig harder in her thighs. You see know how his tongue fucks her, just like another dick, and groan. With all this extra and powerful stimulation, Kanako convulses so hard she even squirts all over your faces with a long scream of release.

Right away, you crouch down to check on her, but amazingly enough, she is still conscious, although wracked with silent sobs. Once again, Mori impresses you with his thoughtfulness as he releases her in your arms. She stands, on wobbling legs, leaning hard on you. You kiss the top of her head and hold her fast.

"I hope this will be enough to... motivate you again next time, Kanako san," Mori jokes. She laughs against your shoulder and waves her hand. "Well then, I have to go now. I will see you on Monday." And without any further ado, he morphs into that smaller version of himself you've come to know well and trots outside; darkness engulfs him.

Silence fills the room; you are still holding Kanako against you. If it was not for the stinging pain on your throat and the irritating burn shooting from your nether regions, you'd think that this was just a dream. But no. Your free hand touches your nape and throat, and you can still taste his blood on your tongue.

Your arm tightens around your beloved. With no further proof at hand, it's useless to frighten her and share the nagging feeling that plagues the back of your mind; maybe, just maybe, he hasn't been totally honest with you. And that there's more to this than incredible, mind-blowing, decadent sex. You're well aware that it's your own cultural background, with those tales of vampires and werewolves, that speaks here. But those burning eyes...

Kanako's chuckle wakes you up. It quickly turns into a fit of giggle and then a belly laugh that leaves her shaking. You can't help it; seeing her like this make you laugh along.

"What? What is it, darling?"

"'Let's get him drunk on shochu and figure out if he's married, or gay! - 'Oh no, how dare you! That's rape, you know!'" she says, parroting your earlier conversation with a high-pitched voice.

This does it. Your frailed nerves break down, and you fall on your knees, howling with laughter, tears streaming on your cheeks. You hold on to each other, half crying, half laughing, as the reality of this incredible situation slams you hard.

"Ohhh goodness! I need a bath, a bottle of whiskey and twelve hours of sleep," Kanako finally croaks. "Are you with me, love?"

You kiss her hard. "Yes, darling. Always. By your side, wherever this... may lead."

Tears fill up her gaze and she kisses you back. "Then, let's do this, in that order. And you know what? Tomorrow, I'll go and talk with my parents."

"Sweetheart... you don't have to..."

"Yes, I do. You're the most wonderful person I've ever met. And it's high time my parents get to know you. And if they're not happy... I'll send them our new fox lover for a heart-to-heart discussion. I can assure you, we'd be married by the end of the year."

With another delighted laugh, you kiss her again, and together, you head to the bathtub. You catch your reflexion in the mirror, and decide resolutely that golden flash in your eyes is nothing but a trick of the light.