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This 1000 word flash fiction was written for Lapso. It contains intimate M/F sexiness between consenting adults. <3

A Shower of Affection

Xander and Primrose never saw it coming.

All afternoon they'd been out in the park together, laughing and chatting, enjoying one another's company hand in hand. Admiring the beautiful green stretches of grass, the shaded, wooded areas, the ponds full of ducks and other waterfowl, and of course the gardens. Rich beds of flowers laden with buzzing bees and fluttering butterflies, Primrose squealing and standing perfectly still at one point as a particularly bright blue specimen decided that the mouse's nose was the perfect vantage point and landed there. It remained for almost a minute, Xander and several others taking photos of the blushing mouse as she peered at the delicate insect through wide, crossed eyes. When finally it departed however, flitting away once more without a care, Primrose practically collapsed in a fit of the giggles as her kangaroo companion took her in his arms and whispered fondly.

"Well, good to know I'm not the only one in the park who thinks your nose is just the cutest thing ever."

Before Primrose could respond, before she could even blush, Xander kissed her on the tip of the nose. The mouse turned crimson beneath her soft fur, and even Xander was rosy-cheeked as they stood together, wide eyed and trembling.

It was then the heavens opened. Without warning. Without hesitation. The clouds had rolled in over a matter of minutes, but the pair had been so caught up in their photography they hadn't noticed. Nor had many others enjoying the park's beauty apparently, for in a matter of seconds there were squeals and cries as families ran for cover, as couples and individuals out walking their dogs cried out in dismay as they were soaked by the beginnings of a truly torrential downpour. And of course, Primrose and Xander were amongst them. No jackets, no hoods, nothing to protect them from the rain as they were soaked through well before they could reach any form of cover.

"There's no room!"

Xander cried out in dismay as they ran towards one of the park's ornate wooden bandstands, absolutely crowded with perhaps fifty or more people all seeking cover. They darted off again, still hand in hand, the rain plastering Xander's shirt to his chest and Primrose's skirt to her legs, seeing a couple of small public restrooms equally packed full of nervous and soaking wet folks but no other cover save from the partial canopy provided by the trees.

"My hotel is only five minutes away from the entrance..."

Xander called out as a crack of thunder boomed across the sky, a flash of lightning following that made him jump and the mouse squeak in shock. He blushed, but squeezed Primrose's pink, furless paw in his own.

"It's not exactly how I planned on inviting you back, but, we can dry off there, keep warm and not catch the flu or something before dinner!"

Giggling even as the thunder boomed overhead once again, Primrose nodded. They turned towards the exit of the park, still quite some distance away. They squeezed each other's hands in their own, grinned, and with cries and squeaks of laughter as they splashed through rapidly growing puddles on the pathway ahead of them, they ran.

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By the time they got back to the hotel, a small boutique place without frills but clean and comfortable as a place to sleep, they were absolutely soaked through. Even though it was still warm and summery as the sudden storm raged, the air thick and muggy in its wetness, both of them were shivering by the time they squelched their way into the kangaroo's room. Xander's teeth were chattering as he disappeared into the bathroom, and after just a few seconds Primrose heard the hiss of the shower starting up. She stood, arms folded over her chest, trembling in the cold, and wondered how long it would take for Xander to be done before she could have a turn. To her surprise though he reappeared, shirtless, merely a second or so later.

"C'mon."

He gestured with a shaky hand, blushing but beaming too. The mouse cocked her head, whimpering nervously. He smiled.

"I'm not leaving you there to freeze while I shower. There's room for two. Just about, anyway. So? Do you wanna freeze, or wanna get nice and cosy?"

Primrose opened her mouth to answer, and began to take a step forward, then froze again. She looked down her body, her blouse plastered to the bountiful, perky mounds upon her chest and her skirt clinging to her legs and crotch. Hurriedly she re-adjusted her skirt so it wasn't so clingy any more, then looked back up at the kangaroo, ready to say that it was okay. That she'd wait her turn. Instead, she saw him moving closer. Not frowning exactly, but looking more serious as he took her by the hand and began to pull her towards him.

"Hey. If you don't wanna do this... if it's too much, too soon? Say so, and I'll let you go first while I towel dry out here. I don't wanna push for anything you aren't comfortable with."

Still he saw the nervousness upon her face, and the kangaroo shook his head with another deep sigh.

"But... if this is about, something else? If you're embarrassed, or nervous... c'mon, Rosie. You know I know you. You know I like you for who you are. For everything that you are. Please... please don't let that hold you back, because I promise you, it won't hold me back."

Xander began to unbutton the mouse's blouse as she stood trembling before him, looking up into his eyes with her rich lavender hues. He smiled reassuringly, leaned down, and pecked her on the lips.

"You're beautiful. Sweet, cute, funny. So kind and warm."

Soon she was naked from the waist up. They both were as they moved to embrace, Xander drawing them back into the bathroom itself, into the already warm, damp air. The shower's heat let steamy condensation drift and flow, and the mouse squeaked bashfully when she felt the kangaroo's hands running tenderly down her back, hooking his thumbs around the top of both her dress and the rain-soaked panties beneath them.

"I'm lucky. So lucky, to get to spend this time with a sweet flower like you. With a woman like you."

Primrose's trembling hands moved to the belt of Xander's trousers, and together they disrobed their partner. Peeling away the soaking fabric and baring their bodies before slipping into the warm of the shower at last, gasping and clutching at one another both for warmth and indeed for intimacy's sake.

"O-oh... Xander..."

Primrose blushed as the kangaroo kissed her, and she felt something growing. Swelling pressed against her right thigh. She looked up at the male, then down between them. She giggled happily at the sight of what their naked contact was doing to Xander, and he blushed.

"See? I... I told you I think you're beautiful. One of the most beautiful women I've ever known."

He kissed her again, then crouched slightly, Primrose giggling and squirming as he kissed each of her firm, raised nipples in turn upon her breasts. Her giggles continued as he kissed his way down her chest and over her lean belly, but then trailed off as he fell to his knees, kissing lower, lower still.

"X-Xander, I..."

He shook his head, her voice trailing off in a bashful squeak as he kissed her navel, then lower again. At the top of her pelvis. At the rise of her pubic mound. And then...

Primrose's head fell back, her long hair reaching almost to her buttocks in its sodden, straight state, and she let loose a feverish squeak of pleasure as the male took her cock into his muzzle.

"Oh. Oh, please... y-you... you don't have to..."

But he did, and again her voice trailed off as she saw that desire burning in his eyes. He did have to. It wasn't a matter of wanting to, it was a matter of being compelled. Xander simply could not resist the opportunity to make such a beautiful woman happy, and now that the chance was right there before him, he was going to take it.

He wrapped his hands around the gorgeous mouse's buttocks, feeling them tremble as she shuddered and bucked against his maw, and worked her to moan after squeaking, whimpering moan. To ever greater heights of pleasure, and towards his goal of seeing her lose control. Of making her feel just how incredible he knew that she was, by making that beautiful mouse lady cum for him as long and as hard as was possible.

By Jeeves

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