The fact that it was K'kritt doing it didn't seem to impinge on my consciousness at all.The fact that it was K'kritt doing it didn't seem to impinge on my consciousness at all. We sat in the booth molesting each other roughly when he suddenly turned and snarled, "What?" to someone behind him. "Excuse me, sir," said a voice I took to be the tavernkeeper's, "but this place is set aside. Public displays of affection are quite acceptable, but I agree with AI Pamela that you two are about to cross that line and I think you should, if I may be so bold, get a room?" K'kritt stared for a hard second, then smiled... then laughed! "You are quite correct, sir. My apologies." He grabbed my jacket by the collar and stood up, hauling me along. "Come along, Ken." "Yes, sir!" I replied, breathlessly. He hauled me outside and pulled me down the street. We were completely silent as he found a SDisk and we teleported into Castle Rhysh. Rounding one corner, he led me through a doorway. As the door closed behind me, he whirled around, pushing me with him, so I spun around as well, facing that door. He pushed me up against the door and began grinding his hips against my buttocks, his breath on neck, his hot, furry body against mine. "I've been trying to get you for so long," he purred quietly in my ear as he worked his way down the side of my neck, nipping and biting. "I know," I whispered back. Gods, but he was hot tonight. Kritt had never really had what it took to turn me on, but tonight he did, tonight he was just perfect. He pulled my shirt out from my pants and reached underneath, his claws digging in gently, not enough to break skin, not nearly, but my whole body shuddered and I moaned, leaning my head against the door, feeling the rush of pain, pleasure, lust, oxygen all mixing in my head. "Kritt... oh, fah..." He growled gently, a sort of chuckle. "You're pretty warmed up, Ken. |