What's Not Said

Story by Picklessauce69 on SoFurry

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A super flashy flash fiction for casey jess from my little auction!

Enjoy! :3


"What's next on the plan?" Casey lifted her nose out of the line of her food still steaming on the table in front of her to meet her partner's eyes. Logan looked back up at her and smiled warmly around a mouthful of warm bread that puffed his cheeks out as he chewed.

"Mmhmmf..." He mumbled in response, his eyes twitching and smiling at her as if he was actually communicating something. Casey could only roll her eyes, flashing the bright blue at him before he finished his bite.

"Well, there's a couple hours till we need to leave to the airport... Wanna go home?"

The canine girl filled her mouth for a second, chewing slowly as her face lit up with a cheeky grin while one eyebrow tweaked up slightly, wrinkling her forehead. "Wanna go bang?"

Logan's face cracked with a cheeky grin, answering her question- even with a full mouth.

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"How long till they come home?" Casey mumbled into Logan's shoulder, bending slightly to grab at the front band of his jeans as she shucked them down, the button let out a soft, muted pop before they dropped past his knees, revealing a long strip of his light orange fur down the length of his bare legs beneath.

"Any minute, they-" His mouth was suddenly filled with her warm lips pressing into him. Following suit, her warm torso pressed into his, the fabric of her tank top muffling the shape of her breasts while her bare knees brushed and tickled against his own. "-Mff... they already left he nail salon."

"Shit. That's not long." She shot back, but that didn't stop her from running her hands down the length of his legs, momentarily dragging her lips down the captured shape of his boner through his boxers before she kissed at his thighs and yanked his socks around the bulge of his heels, tossing them into the far corner of the room without ceremony.

"Shh. It's fine.." He muttered back, grabbing at her hips, peeling the tight strap of her panties down the flare of her hips over her speckled fur. "I want you before I leave-"

"Yeah?" A moan crackled through her voice, the sound of it sending a shudder down her spine and reminding her that any minute the house wouldn't be so empty anymore. That any minute the entire family would come retreating back to the house, preparing for their plane soon. Her butt bumped into the edge of the bed, spilling her backwards as her shirt rode up onto her stomach.

The underside of her bra peeked out, breasts squishing from the top of the scooped cups as thought begging to be captured by his roaming hands.

"Uh uh uh..." Logan mumbled, grinning into her lips as he grabbed onto the shape of her hips tighter. His eyes, a warm chocolate hue, sparkled with devious intent before he pushed her hips around, turning her from her back to her stomach as he grabbed onto the exposed cheeks of her ass.

"If we're going to fuck like a couple of animals before everyone shows up... we're going to fuck like animals." He yanked her ass back towards him, shoving her panties the rest of the way down before he shucked his boxers right along with them onto the carpeting below.

Then, finally, his cock dragged up against the wet slit of her sex. Her back arched, a moaning whine escaping her lips just as she heard the distinct rumble of the garage door opening mere feet from where the bedroom door was mostly swung shut behind them in their rush.

"Fuck-" She hissed, but Logan didn't even pause, he just shoved forward. Her lower lips spread wide, spreading out around him with each inch as it pushed in. Her tight sex clenched and grabbed onto him, pulling him deeper into her as her lips pressed tight together, trying to hold in the little moan burbling in her chest.

"What about-" She tried to raise the question, wonder allowed what happened if they happened to want to say hello to the pair in their bedroom, but she couldn't get the words off before he cut her off, once more with his mouth full- this time with the soft scruff of her neck as his cock told her, "Shut up. I don't care about them."

Instead, he said with the tightness of his hands on her ass, spreading her wide and yanking her back into each and every thrust: "I want you."

With every moan, muffled into his grasp onto her neck, the hitch in his breath said: "You're so tight."

Every single stab of his cock into the depths of her sex, dragging down against every inch of her inner tunnel and banging into her g-spot hissed: "Cum for me."

She grabbed onto the blankets, curling until her nails scraped down into the creases of the sheets while her lips sputtered into them, trying to muffle her moans. Her hips shuddered with every thrust while her clit throbbed with a maddening rhythm. Not-so-silently, her entire body ebbed with her reply: "Cum with me. Cum with me."

The click of the front door sounded out. Feet stomping on the floor above echoed through the room.

Casey stiffened her spine, moaning out into the muting cotton. Logan held her ass tighter, knuckles going white.

In a jumble of unspoken words, they came together, chorusing out their agreement in hisses and lip-biting moans while the family thumped around above, not-so-silently announcing their arrival.

"D-do you think they heard us?" Casey panted, cheeks hot.

"Let's not ask-"

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