Senses
by nightshade
"daddy." my ears flicked at the sound. i stopped the movement of my fingers over the page and smiled towards the scent of my son. "hey tiger, arent you supposed to be in bed?" the soft padding of his feet reached me and i felt his tiny paws touching my arm. "wanna drink of water." i stroked his soft hair. "alright, but then bed, okay?" he purred and i picked him up, i felt his weight on my hip and the firmness of his paw on my shoulder. i walked the measured distance to the kitchen. i left my stick by the book, not needing it for this. the coolness of the glass in my paw then the smooth faucet. i felt the water fill to the halfway point then stroked along his arm to place it in his paw. 'here you go." i murred. he took it and i heard his soft swallowing. i kept my paw out and he put it back in my grasp. "thank you daddy." i smiled. "now bed." he giggled. "kay." placing the glass on the counter with a click, i took his paw as he put it in mine. i could hear his yawn as we walked to his bedroom. the sheets felt cool as i pulled them back. the mattress creaked slightly as he climbed in. i petted his chest as i moved the sheets back over him and carressed his cheek. "night son." he licked my paw. "night daddy, love you." my tail wagged and i smiled. "love you too son, sweet dreams."
i ran my paw along the wall as i made my way back to the main room. the smooth paint, then the door frame and the softness of the carpet, six paces to the couch, the table to the left, careful of the floor lamp. i sat back down and picked up the book on the edge table. i slipped out the bookmark ribbon and resumed my reading. i let the poetry run through my mind as i stroked the braille, lost in the beauty of the words. after a time, i surfaced. i heard the soft clicking of the clock and felt the raised face. ten o clock, best be getting to bed. i put my book aside and stood, taking my stick. the soft clicking of it on the walls and then the raised edge on the floor as the carpet ended and the wood hallway began. the doorframe and then the hard metal of the knob. a twist then the click and the waft of air as the door opened. from wood to smooth carpet, the stick clicking along the edge of the dresser. the window was partway open and i heard the crickets and the rustle of the trees in the night breeze. i moved to the bed and sat down, unbuttoning my shirt and shrugging it off, the firmness of each button and the air brushing over my fur. i slipped the rest of my clothes off and sighed at the feeling of the faint rustling of my fur. i stood and folded my clothing by feel. the edge of the chair back then the smooth seat, all placed in a neat pile. i felt the bed creak and a soft sigh and i smiled to myself. "hey. did i wake you?" i murmured and she sighed happily. "no, i heard you come in." i chuckled. "i thought hearing was my job." she giggled gently and i felt her soft paws moving up my arms. her body nestled up to me and i could feel her body heat. "love you." she licked my ear softly and i shivered. "mm love you too."
her fur was so smooth, so silky. along her arms to her soft featured face, the tickle of her whiskers. the soft roughness of her tongue on my paw and a soft giggle. i moved my muzzle closer to the sound of her breathing and ran my cheek along hers. inhaling deeply of her scent and then a soft moan as i moved my paws down her chest, over the swell of her breasts then the firm nubs of her nipples. the soft indrawing of her breath and a tremor through her body. the swelling of her nipples under my paws and a smile over my lips as i rubbed then softly. the tenderness of her paws and a moan from my own throat as i felt the loving stroking on my sheath. the bed creaked as i laid her back, her body growing warmer as i pressed her to me. my lips found hers and i murred to match her purr. she moved her hips as my growing stiffness nestled into her fur. my flesh met hers and she panted sweetly as i felt the hot wetness of her sex, moving along my shaft. i felt her paw holding my shaft and we both moaned. her warmth enveloped me and i murred and pushed in deeper. she moaned and her firm thighs moved up and pressed along me. i licked her lips, her breathing coming in soft gasps as i pressed deeply inside her. we moved as one, the world becoming all moans and soft wet sounds and the gentle creaking of the bedsprings. she moaned and i felt the growing tightness of her inner heat. she gasped sharply and her paws gripped my shoulders as she came. her juices rushed over my buried hotness and her muscles rippled around and on me, causing us both to groan. i moved in her faster, my breathing hard and fast. she keened softly, giving soft mews as she rocked up into me. i felt the tightness in my balls and i kissed her as i came into my wife. my blood roared in my ears as i fired my offering and then i felt the sharp pinpricks in my skin as her claws gripped my shoulders with a shudder. she moaned and panted, her breathing hot and fast in my ears. "love you." she whimpered and i murred back to her. "love you too."
she snuggled to me, her wonderful body brushing mine. i caressed the gentle curve of her hips and breasts and murred deeply. the sounds of the night flowed over us and we slept, the night enveloping us in its velvet caress.