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“Do you think you can take me?”
The tip of Arlecchino’s cock glided through Furina’s dripping folds. She had a hand wrapped firmly around the base of herself, just behind the thick knot that had grown swollen with her arousal.
Furina made a keening sound, curving her spine and pushing back against her. She trembled on her hands and knees, arms threatening to give out at any moment and send her plummeting into the plush mattress below.
“Y-Yes, Arlecchino.”
“Yes, what?” She rolled her hips and pressed a hand to the small of her back, a deep sigh pushing past her teeth and making one of the feline ears atop Furina’s head flick — once, then twice. “Hmm? Use your words, mittens.”
“Please, I can take you,” Furina gasped. She spread her knees further apart and raised her hips, snow-white tail wrapping around Arlecchino’s arm to keep her hand exactly where it was. “I need it inside of me, I need your dick—”
Her voice broke off into a sharp, high-pitch moan as Arlecchino drew backwards and pushed forward into her sopping cunt. Furina squeezed her eyes tightly shut, mouth hanging open as she pressed deeper inside of her.
“Poor kitten, you’re mewling on my cock like you’re in heat.” All it took was one lazy thrust for Furina to fall face down into the mattress. Her arms had entirely lost their strength to support her, succumbing to the pleasure that fogged her head and sent sparks arcing throughout her entire body.
“Arl—Arlecchino!” Her breath hitched, somewhere between a desperate sob and an alluring whine as she wiggled her hips tantalizingly. Furina gripped the bedsheets in an intense display, claws extending and shredding through the imported Liyuean silk.
“Such a naughty girl,” Arlecchino mused, raising a hand and bringing it down upon Furina’s rear. It left a bright red handprint against her milky skin — one that would doubtlessly disappear within only a few minutes — and still she groaned in unabashed pleasure, suddenly clenching down and becoming all the more tight around her.
“All this fuss and you still haven’t even taken my knot yet.” She pressed her further into the mattress, the hand on her back moving upwards to bear down between her shoulder blades. The girth of her knot pushed teasingly against her entrance, before quickly pulling backwards.
“Mm, but do you really deserve it? After fucking up my sheets like this, I’m almost inclined to leave you to finish yourself off.”
“No! No, Arlecchino please. I can be good, I promise, j-just please, please don’t stop.” Furina’s hips jolted backwards, refusing to allow Arlecchino to draw any further away from her. She fucked herself on every inch she could take, until even Arlecchino could barely hold her hips in place.
It was an utterly captivating sight, one that sent her pulse pounding straight between her legs as she watched narrow hips wiggle their way upwards towards her thick tip only to push back down and swallow her up in a single fluid movement. Over and over again, as if she were already trying to milk every last drop out of her.
Finally, she chuckled, a rumbling sound from somewhere deep within her broad chest. She slowly leaned forward, shifting more of her weight onto Furina until she could finally whisper into her ear.
“Do you want me to fill you up that bad?”
Arlecchino carefully pushed herself as deep as she could without having to shove her knot inside, sharply pointed ears swiveling forward at the sound of Furina’s breath catching in her throat.
“Will—Will it even fit inside me?” Her voice was tinged with lust, already beginning to grind her cunt against the thick bulb. Her walls fluttered around the Knave’s dick, clenching tightly around her in anticipation of what came next.
“Oh, sweet pet,” Arlecchino shushed, one of her canines brushing the shell of Furina’s ear. Her tail stiffened, fur bristling and standing on end as she raised her hips above Furina’s.
“We’ll make it fit.”
In one sharp downward thrust, she buried herself deep inside, knot popping in with a satisfying ‘ smack ’ as their hips met. The warm heat of Furina’s aching core enveloped her entirely, gushing arousal making the movement effortless.
Furina squeaked, her mouth hanging open uselessly for a moment before gentle moans began to fill the air. She fisted the sheets between her fingers as Arlecchino began grinding against her, bringing forth a cascade of sweet sounds that flowed like water from her lips.
“It’s like you were made for taking my knot.” She growled in her ear, teeth bared as she rocked back and forth. The mattress made a weak sound of protest from the harsh movement, quickly overshadowed by the shameless sound of her pelvis meeting the curve of Furina’s ass.
Arlecchino’s hand came to rest on her stomach, fingers clutching protectively at the supple expanse of flesh. She hummed gently as the column of blistering arousal grew hot and heavy in her gut. “I wonder how you’ll look, your belly full with my pups.”
“Don’t say that! I’m—I’ll…”
Her fingers moved lower, brushing over Furina’s clit in languid motions. Her ministrations were met with loud purrs, echoing thunderously through her chest.
“Mm, you’re going to get so big. And your tits,” Arlecchino groaned. “You’ll be leaking sweet milk in no time at all, I’ll have to tend to them personally to relieve you of the ache.”
Furina mewled, arching her back as the soaking mess between her legs became even wetter. She could feel herself clenching impossibly tight around Arlecchino’s cock as pleasure overcame her, the knot inside her swelling even larger as the Knave’s own movements lost their customary restraint in the wake of Furina’s climax.
She sloppily thrusted forward, hips stuttering as her canine ears flattened against her skull. Arlecchino’s arousal found its peak hilted deep inside Furina’s cunt, knot throbbing as she filled her with blissful warmth.
Their hips locked together, she pressed searing kisses to the juncture of Furina’s neck and shoulder. Her teeth nipped vulnerable flesh and left purpling marks in their wake, a series of dark bruises which acted as a crude method of claiming her. The marks would suffice for now, at least until she started showing.
“You’re such a good girl, Furina.” Arlecchino pressed a thumb to her lips and pushed a thumb inside her mouth, running it over the dangerous curve of her fangs. She numbly groaned, lavishing the digit with gentle kitten-licks.
It would take time for her knot to go down. Until then, she would find herself content with tenderly running her hands over her body, whispering sweet words of praise. Furina sighed, tranquil beneath Arlecchino’s reassuring weight as she slipped into a dream filled with soft lips and delicate kisses being pressed to her growing stomach.
And what a lovely dream it will be.