DD 202 Ch 12 (Patreon)

Chapter 12

I watched as Felin got the fire going and then skewered several pieces of meat. Pulling out some oil and spices, she slathered them onto the meat.

“Smells good.” I said, leaning back on a chair.

She wiped her hands off on a towel before jumping over and plopping herself down into my lap. “You’re going to love my meat. It’ll be the best meat. Better than Fayeth’s meat.”

“You can keep this up on the date, but do not say that around Desmonda.” I warned her. She was clearly stuck on that phrasing.

“Why?” Felin’s tail curled mischievously around my leg. “She seems quite into meat eating.”

“Naughty kitty.” I flicked her nose.

Felin’s eyes went cross and she pulled back, wiggling her nose. “Why did you do that?”

“Because I told you not to say anything around Des. She’ll… well… she’ll eat us both alive if you tease her like that.”

“Our meat?” Felin asked.

“Yes and then torture us both by never forgetting that you said that.” I nodded.

“Sounds like an induction to the pride to me.” Felin shrugged. “Anyway.” She wiggled deeper into my lap. “Since I hunted for you and am now cooking for you, don’t I deserve something?”

I thought for a moment as to what she could mean, before I recalled that I often kissed Fayeth while she cooked.

Pulling Felin’s tiny waist against my lap, I planted a kiss on her cheek only to find a soft pair of lips.

The Nekorian pressed her lips hard against mine, pushing my upper lip into hers and kneading it between hers.

Felin’s big eyes pinched into two crescents as she enjoyed kissing me. Meanwhile, her tail batted at my hips.

“Is it okay? I don’t want to bother your heat.” I broke the kiss.

“Kiss me dammit.” Felin grabbed my head and shoved our lips back together. She savored the kiss enough that a low vibration emanated from her entire body.

But those vibrations had the very unfortunate side effect of vibrating where she sat on my lap, and I grew into her firm rear pushing my length against her.

“Ooh.” Felin ground herself on me. “That’s nice. Can I see it?”

“Really?” I asked.

“I want to see that there are no barbs.” She pouted enough that I sighed and nodded.

The Nekorian was off my lap in an instant. She flipped around and peeled my pants off as it popped up. She gasped and wrapped a hand around it, feeling all over with her fingers. “No barbs!” Her hands were so soft.

“I told you.” I grunted as her soft fingers worked up and down my length.

“You need a release.” She looked at it and licked her lips.

I was reminded that her tongue was like Velcro, and not the fuzzy side.

Yet, rather than risk it, her tail came up between us and curled around my shaft.

“Oh.” I murmured in surprise, enjoying the touch.

Her tail was velvety soft and yet strong. This wasn’t the first time her tail had wrapped tightly around one of my appendages. Yet, it was gentle as it started to stroke me.

“That’s good?” Felin asked. “I never thought about this before, but I promise I will bring something unique to the pride.”

“Come here.” I pulled her up so that she was sitting high on my lap.

“This angle works better.” Her incredibly soft tail coiled and ran along every sensitive edge of my cock. At times when it was freed from her tail, I could feel the warmth of her ass brush against it only for it to be devoured once again in her soft tail. “You like it.” Felin grinned.

“I do.” I had no problem admitting that what she was doing felt good.

“You call eating meat a blow job, so this is a tail job.” Felin’s tail continued to squeeze and pump me like I was being slowly undone by a velvet cord.

“You give very good tail jobs, but you know there’s a sticky part at the end.” I warned her, flexing my abs to keep myself from blowing early.

“Fine. Just tell me when.” She leaned forward and sealed my lips as her tail worked me over.

For how rough she could be, she loved gently.

I focused on her petal soft lips, kissing them and dragging out the moment as she began to purr every time our lips separated.

The feeling was so intense that it felt like I was being vibrated all the way down to my bones and I twitched in her tail.

“It’s coming soon.” I grunted.

She coiled her tail tightly around me and tensed it such that the vibration of her purring went down its full length.

I grabbed her hips as I exploded into the soft coil. “Fuck.”

“Good?” Felin pulled back with hopeful eyes.

“Very.” I kissed her and pulled her down so that her head was in the crook of my neck. Enjoying the moment, I held Felin close.

She curled her body against me and nuzzled into my neck. “I liked it too. Can’t wait to share my heat with you. When you are ready, of course. We don’t know how a human is going to react.”

I raised an eyebrow as I pulled back to look at her. “React?”

“Yep. Nekorian men have a strong reaction to heat. That’s why you both go into it knowing what’s about to happen.” Felin explained and pulled her tail up. It was covered in globs of my sticky white seed. “Shit, I forgot. Now how am I going to get this out?”

She sniffed the air and then swayed her tail in front of her face, smelling it again. “Mmm. Smells like my pride.” Then she sniffed the air again. “The meat!” She jumped from my lap and rushed to the fire to salvage the flanks that were starting to sizzle.

“They look perfect.” I said, getting up and fixing my pants before pulling out a little bucket, some water and shampoo. “When you get those off, let’s let the meat rest a moment while I help you with your tail.”

Felin quickly removed the large skewers of meat from over the fire and stacked them on a large wooden platter. “One moment.” She finished up and came over to me, handing me her tail. “Are you an expert at this?”

“Nope. Never cleaned a Nekorian tail in my life.” I joked and poured water over it before squirting out some shampoo and massaging it into her tail.

Felin’s eyes pinched closed. “Mmm.”

“Your tail is sensitive, isn’t it?”

“Very.” Felin said. “It has to be. I shift it constantly to keep myself balanced when I’m moving. That means there are a bunch of thin muscles in it.”

“Do they ever get sore?” I applied a little pressure and squeezed down her tail like I was giving a massage.

Felin’s expression melted into one of contentment. “Yes. More. I like that. Right there. Do not stop.” She grunted.

I chuckled and continued to run my finger against her tail, feeling all of the little tense spots in it. “You should really have someone do this more often.”

“I mean, sometimes I groom it. Your hands are magic though.” She arched her back with her mouth open and peeked at me through her half closed eyes. “Do all the pride members get this?” Felin asked.

Smiling, I finished with the soap and then pulled out some massage oil and poured it into my hands. “Something like that. Take your jacket and shirt off.”

Felin had no problem with being naked, shucking both of the articles of clothing in an instant.

I quickly set to work, wrapping my hands around her shoulders and beginning to work on massaging her back.

“Oh. Oooh.” Felin moaned.

“Des gets this treatment when she’s been good.” I told Felin, working through the typical human pressure points and releasing the tension in her shoulders before taking long strokes in the direction of her muscle fibers.

Being an assassin meant knowing how the body works so you can disrupt it best. Yet, that knowledge can easily be used to massage someone. Luckily, Nekorian anatomy was similar enough.

Felin became a liquid puddle of happiness after just five minutes.

“Alright, the meat is probably ready. I think I should eat your meat.” I teased her.

She started. “But… but I was a good kitty, right? Don’t I get more?”

“After.” I promised and handed her back her jacket.

She tossed the jacket on and zipped it up before regaining her senses and moving to the platter of meat. “You’re going to love my meat. Better than Fayeth’s meat.” She held up one of the skewers. It was still hot, but no longer too hot to eat. “Here. On a hunt you don’t need fancy silverware, just a skewer.”

I accepted the skewer with both hands and waited for her to get her own.

Yet, it seemed Felin was eagerly awaiting me to try the food first.

I took a big bite and meat juices ran down my chin as I tore off a tender piece of the boar flank. “Good.” I mumbled around the food in my mouth.

“Of course it’s good. I hunted that meat for you. It’s the best meat you could eat. Hunted with love.” She gave me a giant grin and picked up her own piece, forgoing manners and tearing into it.

I had to admit she did a much better job of just tearing into the slab of meat. Her fangs could do some serious work.

“So, do you like it? Is it better than Fayeth’s?” Felin fished for compliments.

I could tell this was important to her. “It’s wonderful. Uniquely Nekorian barbecue, I hope in the future that you won’t mind it when I have a craving for it.”

She bobbed her head happily up and down her tail flitting back and forth playfully. “Of course. Whenever you want it, we’ll go in a hunt and I’ll get you the best meat to eat.” She chomped happily into her own skewer with her eyes pinching tightly and her head bobbing back and forth.

It seemed that the idea of joining a pride to her was very much about being able to provide something for the group.

She was already an incredible adventurer. Not only did she come with a large suite of supporting abilities and ranged magical attacks, but today she showed me that she could cast all of that aside and fight in melee.

Of the people I’d see in the dungeon, she might be the most well rounded party member.

Yet her attitude was great as well. A few compliments and she was so cute with how contently she chomped on her food with a giant smile.

Then again, some of that cuteness came from her unique cat-like appearance.

I found myself reaching out between her ears to rub the top of her head.

Felin paused and then pushed into my hand with another adorable smile and continued to chomp on her pork.

In short order, she finished the giant piece and then looked up to see that I’d only consumed half of mine.

“Oh no! You need to eat it all before it gets cold.” She tapped the side of her head. “Right. You humans and your flat teeth. So silly. Not very practical for fighting. It’s probably harder for you, isn’t it?” She flexed her hands and claws came out between her fingers as she shredded my piece into strips and caught them. “Say ‘ah’.” She shoved the first strip into my mouth.

I chewed on it, unable to argue against just how happy she looked. “You know, you are incredibly cute right now. If Bellaire were to get this footage, she could make every human on Earth root for you.”

Felin snickered. “They wouldn’t know I was so happy because I’d just given my man his first tail job and he loved it. Loved it so much that I’m a shoe-in for the pride. Gonna be part of the best pride, make it even better.” She smiled and shoved another piece of meat into my mouth. “Now, don’t ruin this with talk of the stupid Bellaire lady.”

“You don’t like her?” I asked around the meat.

“She’s useless. Not even a half decent warrior. I bet she couldn’t even hunt you rat meat.” Felin shoved more meat in my mouth to keep me from arguing. “She’s pretty, but she’s like a painting. Something you hang on your wall to look at from time to time. Not like me. I’m your favorite spear. You’ll take me everywhere because I’m never not useful.”

My experience with ladies kicked in and I nodded along with her description of herself.

She beamed and then went to get more meat, shredding it and hand feeding me. “Yes, I’m the best. My meat is the best and you’ll keep me.”

Nodding, I made her smile even wider.

“Yes. Yes, Felin is the best.” She pulled her tail up for inspection and then started shaking it back and forth. “We’ll get this dry and then give you another incredibly, mind-blowing tail job.”

“Or we could eat your meat.” I teased her.

She blushed at that comment. “We can’t. I don’t think I could hold back.” She quickly grabbed more meat and shoved it in my mouth her face so red that I thought her stripes were going to change color.

“I meant this meat.” I said around the flavorful barbecue in my mouth.

“Oh.” She paused and squinted at me. “You’re just saying that.”

I shrugged. “You’ll never know.”

Felin gave me no warning before she pounced on me, tackling me to the ground and straddling my hips. “Ha. Well, since you like my meat so much, enjoy it!” She started stuffing me full of her cooking.

“So, let me ask about Nekorians.” I swallowed a large slice of meat and Felin stopped to have a few slices herself. “Elves have Fieores and Adrels. They harmonize their souls to each other. Humans date, engage and marry. Do Nekorian’s do anything?”

Felin chewed on a piece of meat while she thought about my question. “We work together, closely. Then normally when a woman takes a man aside for heat it’s a big deal. Especially since there’s always the risk of pregnancy. So, that’s a fair level of commitment. Though, a lot of young Nekorians don’t give it the gravitas it deserves.” She tapped her lips. “I guess finally you get a shaman to mark it on your tattoo so that you are marked for life by each other. Most do that when they realize they got pregnant.”

I cleared my throat. “Pregnancy is not in the short term plan at all. Humans can prevent it.”

“Of course it can be prevented. It isn’t perfect though.” Felin scoffed and shoved another piece of meat in my mouth. “For you, I’d accept being part of the pride and then sleeping together. Finally, we could do the human engagement and marriage but make marking part of the wedding ceremony. Not that I’ve given it thought.” She blushed and refused to meet my eyes.

I grabbed onto Felin’s hand with both of mine. “Then, Felin, the beautiful Nekorian that’s wandered into my life, would you like to officially become part of my pride-adrel-harem thingy.”

She fell on top of me and started kissing me rapidly before her hands worked at my pants. “If we hurry, we can do another and clean my tail before Crimson shows up. Maybe even some time to stuff you full of all my meat.” Her tail coiled around me again and squeezed tight as she gave me a toothy grin.

“Careful, I just ate a lot.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle.” She shoved meat in my mouth as her tail started swooshing back and forth. “You have to eat all of my meat though. I worked hard to hunt it.”

***

By the time Crimson opened the portal, Felin was all smiles and practically had to roll me into the portal with all the meat she had stuffed into me.

“Have fun?” Crimson asked as Felin rolled me through the portal to the other side.

“It was fantastic.”

“He ate my meat. Lots of eating my meat. So much that he’s stuffed to the brim.” Felin said with pride as Des started to laugh.

I groaned, but it didn’t matter because the second she helped me into the bed I lasted only a few seconds before passing out.