Werewolf, Eileya (1)
Sluuuurp...♡
Hoaran had her face buried between my legs, sucking my cock, and even after I'd already cum more than four times, I felt another load rising up through my dick.
"Hoaran Mom...!"
"Mmmph...♡ Gulp...♡"
I grabbed Hoaran's head and shoved my cock even deeper into her mouth. She took it all, rolling her tongue around to lick every inch.
Slurrrrp...♡
The more I came, the more skilled Hoaran's blowjob got.
There was no way I could hold out against that.
"Gonna cum soon...!"
Hoaran pressed down on my head with a firm squeeze, and I started unloading straight into her mouth—spurt, spurt.
"Mmm...♡ Hnnngh...♡ Mmph...♡ Slurp...♡"
She took every drop, swallowing it all down without spilling a bit.
Smooch, smooch♡
Watching her suck on my cock mid-orgasm, gulping down cum nonstop, made my dick twitch back to life already.
And there she was, eyes gleaming, licking at it hungrily again.
But...
The usual morning alarm blared in my ears right on schedule.
"...What the hell is that?"
Hoaran paused her thorough cleanup—sucking the tip clean and licking up every last drop of cum—and tilted her head at the sound, asking me.
"Means I gotta get ready or I'll be late."
It also meant I'd been getting head from her for over two hours straight since waking up.
Hoaran went "Ah..." and shut her mouth, then said,
"That's... fortunate, then. The energy leaking from here has finally stopped flowing out."
"Uh... really?"
What?
I didn't feel any different.
But Hoaran wouldn't lie about something like that...
"Well, glad to hear it."
I decided to just take the win.
"Anyway, time to wash up..."
I was about to say we should stop, regretfully, when Hoaran cut in.
"Wait just a moment. This lady hasn't finished yet."
Finished what?
As I wondered, she pressed her lips to the tip of my cock and said,
"There, you've worked hard cumming so much. Filling this lady's mouth-pussy to the brim—impressive♡"
She even stroked the head gently, like she was petting a good boy.
...Did she get that from one of her books too?
I gotta check it out later.
After a quick shower, sure enough, my dick had gone completely soft, just like she said.
Made me think maybe it was just morning wood that kept going because she jumped on it so fast—but nah, Hoaran wouldn't fake it just to suck me off. And what would she even gain? The only one benefiting from morning head was me.
She wouldn't have done it just 'cause she wanted to suck my dick that bad.
Anyway, as I got dressed and ready to head out, Hoaran handed me a sandwich she'd apparently made while I showered, mixed with Ariadd's sap and minotaur milk.
"Here, no matter how busy you are, you mustn't skip breakfast."
"Ah, got it."
I wolfed it down with the milk, and damn if it didn't almost bring tears to my eyes.
What the...?
This is what a mom feels like...?
Lilith, who'd actually become my mom first, was still snoring away in her room without showing her face.
"What's wrong? Was it not to your taste?"
"No, it was delicious. Thanks, Hoaran Mom."
"I'm glad to hear that."
She beamed at me, and I fought back the heat in my eyes as I said,
"Alright, heading out."
"Ah, did you pack the doll and the fox stone?"
"Yeah."
I patted the pocket with my self-defense gear-slash-bodyguard doll and what amounted to the same for me: the fox stone.
"Hoah!"
The doll peeked out from my pocket, holding up the fox stone I'd stashed with her.
"One never knows, so keep them with you always."
Hoaran patted the doll's head, then looked at me and said that.
"Gotcha."
Carrying a doll in my pocket was kinda embarrassing, but for safety's sake, it was worth it.
"See ya."
"Come home safe."
With Hoaran seeing me off, I stepped out.
I killed time at a cafe near the Interspecies Support Center when my phone buzzed.
It was Eileya.
Harpy-owned cafe where they brew coffee with their wings—fucking wild.
They won't spill trade secrets on how they roast beans without hands, though.
How the hell do they do it?
Anyway, she was coming here, so I waited. Soon, I spotted Eileya waving at me through the window.
I waved back, and she came in, plopping down across from me.
"Long time no see~?"
"Yeah."
I'd taken a full week off, and even without that, it was our first meetup since her heat—about two weeks.
Still...
I eyed Eileya sitting there.
Something was different.
Hard to pin down.
Her vibe had shifted.
The Eileya I knew was this bold, big-sis type. But this one... her outfit, her hair—everything screamed change. I almost wondered if it was the same girl.
"New hairstyle?"
"Ah, yeah."
She fiddled with her neatly waved hair—tamer than before—and nodded.
"Suits you. Looked good before too, but this is pretty."
"R-Really~? It suits me~?"
"Yeah, perfect. Original's a knockout, so anything works."
"Hehe, not overhyping me~? Nothing in it for you~?"
Her tail swished side to side as she said it.
Wolves were canines, after all.
Foxes too.
Maybe that's why her happy tail-wag looked so much like Hoaran's.
"Anyway, head in?"
"Already~? Let's chat more... it's been forever. And you haven't finished yours~?"
Her tail drooped. I said sure, and it perked right up, swishing away.
"Ah, lemme grab a coffee."
"Sure."
Off she went to order.
Now I noticed: that skirt was short.
Watching her at the counter, every tail sway teased a panty flash. Fucking tempting.
My dick stirred again. I looked away.
Hoaran drained me five times this morning, and here I was.
Was my libido too much now?
To calm the boner, I stared out the window blankly. Eileya returned with her coffee and sat.
"Wait long~? Grabbed some pastries too—want one~?"
She offered me one.
Stomach full from Hoaran's sandwich, but hey, free.
"Thanks, I'll take it."
We munched and chatted. Then I remembered the perfume I'd meant to get her as an apology.
"Oh yeah, Eileya sis."
"Yeah~? What~?"
"You got a favorite perfume?"
"Perfume~?"
She tilted her head—random—so I explained.
"Dinner date's off, probably. Felt bad, so thought I'd get you a gift."
"Ah... no need to worry."
"Bugs me."
"Ooh, more diligent than you look~?"
What, I look lazy?
Rude.
She giggled, then hummed thoughtfully.
"I don't really use perfume, so not sure... Wanna go look now?"
"Nah, too much."
"O-Oh~?"
Lilith's warning echoed, and cafe chit-chat felt risky enough. I shut it down firm. Eileya looked a bit awkward.
Too blunt?
Then she perked up.
"I'll check some out later and let you know~ Buy whatever I pick? Cool~?"
"Sure, whatever."
"Gotta reschedule then~?"
Her tail wagged furiously at nothing big.
Lilith's words hit me:
'Some think fucking dispensers is love...'
Eileya...
Me?
Nah, no way. Couldn't say it outright.
My gift pulled affection from women, after all.
And we'd fucked twice—over ten creampies if you counted loads.
No clue if the charm stacked or faded. If it did... turning fondness to love? Not weird.
Love, huh...
"...What's up~? Something on my face~?"
"Nah."
I downed the last of my coffee and grabbed her hand.
"Wha—huh...? Why?"
She shrugged, startled.
Her tail whipped fast.
Whatever she felt, she didn't hate the sudden hand-hold.
"Um, hey...?"
"Just wanted to. Problem?"
"N-Not really, but..."
She mumbled, eyes down.
Glancing at our joined hands.
I said,
"All done. Let's go inside? Getting impatient."
"Ah..."
She let out a soft sound, then nodded faintly.