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Dillian was always the gentleman it seemed when it came to her invitations as Christine rolled over. Rather then toying with the rest of her body he leaned in slowly and brushed his lips over her own while Tam blushed and wriggled but otherwise stayed silent as he kissed Christine slowly and gently, his tongue teasing at her lips, his hand gliding over her cheek to gently cradle the back of her neck, moaning into her lips. His chest rising and falling slowly as he intentionally took long, slow breaths to make the embrace last.
 
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Letting her eyelids fall, Christine slowly answers the kiss while her hands slide from her own chest to his, running up and down his toned pecs as she starts peeling his shirt off. Her tails move as well, gently brushing against his legs.
 
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Her tails always said what she wanted as they curled around to drift along his legs like they could draw him in. As she started to undress him, he leaned in slightly to make it easier to reach, the hard warm muscle she remembered and enjoyed soon under her fingers. The kiss broke after several long sweet moments, his lips moving to her neck, kissing and suckling gently while she was free to do what she pleased with him the sound of him breathing deep of her scent in her ears as his free hand went to his breeches to help disrobe himself.
 
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Gasping softly as Dillian kisses her neck, Christine slowly pulls of his shirt, then breeches before her hands drift back to his sculpted chest. Leaning forward, she gently bites his ear, breathing deeply of the hunter's scent while her arms move to wrap around his neck, massaging his shoulders as they do so.
 
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As Christine wraps her arms around his neck, massaging his shoulders, he sighed softly and lowered his head slightly, groaning as she found the thick knots in his muscles. He wasn't too distracted for all that long though, his hands sliding to her ass to squeeze and play for a moment, before quickly pulling Christine up against him, carrying her by her thighs and chuckling, kissing her again.
 
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Closing her eyes as she pulls Dillian into deep kiss, Christine continues massaging his shoulder as the hunter pulls her closer. More than happy to oblige, Christine wraps her legs around him before slipping a hand between them, gently stroking Dillian's member.
 
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Dillian moaned hungrily into her lips, his lips widening and his eyes opening as he gasped when Christine's slender fingers found his length. He was hard and warm to her touch.

His fingers gripped tighter against her ass and he groaned, tilting his head back as her fingers ran up and down his length, widening his feet to hold her easily against him while Christine's fingers grew slick with his pre, the hunter eager to take her.
 
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Sliding her legs between Dillian's, Christine's tails continue brushing his legs. Smiling to herself, she guides the tip of his rod to her lower lips before loosening her grip on it.
 
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Guided to her entrance and loosening her grip, Dillian slowly lowered her onto his shaft, spreading her around his familiar and comfortable length, the pleasure smooth and amplified by her budding feelings for the man. This was sweet and simple and easy as he moaned, rolling his hips to saw into her depths while bouncing her slightly, kissing her again. The touches were enthusiastic and sincere and he walked her to the edge of the nest, pressing her against the soft silk to help support her so a freed up hand could roll up her sides, brushing over her ribs to grip her left breast firmly, kneeding her sensitive flesh while he thrust into her, kissing her throat and shoulder. What would give you the most pleasure right now... That's all I want to know. he whispered to her, only sincerity in his voice as he continued to thrust and toy with her breast and the hardened peak of her nipple, his pace steady and easy.
 
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Christine shudders as Dillian's manhood slides into her, and she enthusiastically leans to kiss him, her tongue slipping forward to taste him him while she moves her hips in a rolling motion. Standing up with Dillian, the kitsune wraps her arms and legs around the hunter as he presses her against the silky wall of the nest. Shivering with pleasure as he starts toying with her soft breast again, she offers him a steamy smile and reaches behind Dillian's neck, starting to toy with the collar. "Whatever you do, don't stop." she hastily whispers back to him, barely suppressing a moan.
 
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He groaned into her ear in response, kissing her neck as his hips thrust up into her folds harder and deeper, holding the same steady pace as one hand gripped her ass firmly and the other stayed on her chest. Sliding his fingers along the outside of her breast, his thumb continued to drift around her nipple, toying with her, sending those hot little sparks of pleasure through her while his hips continued to move.

Soft kisses on her neck turned into softer bites before he was leaning back to press his lips to Christine's, moaning into her lips as his tongue rolled along with hers.
 
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Christine's ears tilt sideways as Dillian kisses her neck, and she eagerly swings herself against him, taking all of his length inside. Closing her eyes as she feels the hunter's hot lips on her own, she moans quietly while her tongue slips between her lips to taste him and her hands grip his muscular shoulders.
 
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Dillian was more then happy to continue now just as they were, fucking her hard and deep against the nest wall and soon painting Christine's womb with heat, his seed spurting into her and making her pleasure spike.

However he didn't stop, and kept thrusting into her, taking long moments to grind his base against her clit, hilted inside her as he recovered, before going back to those long, deep strokes that left her trembling, his own moans and groans of open pleasure continuing to rise over the next full hour, giving Christine exactly what she wanted. Basic, Simple, muscle melting pleasure and a good hard fucking before he finally stopped and set her down in her hammock, sliding in with her and wrapping his arms around her waist, kissing her again.

She had thick heat boiling in her core and a tidal wave of aftershocks to enjoy in her glow while the nest smelled of lust and release, her body aching for proper sleep and Dillian joining her in that need.
 
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As she feels Dillian's orgasm approaching, Christine pulls him into another deep kiss, squeezing his hips between her legs and her body, as the warmth oozing within makes her shiver with pleasure.

When he goes straight for a second round, the kitsune throws her head back, letting out a long, mewling sound as her upper body goes almost limp for a moment before she leans back against Dillian, kissing his neck and ear while her tails wrap around his legs and she simply rides the pleasure for a long time, coming several times before he cums again.

As the hunter finally relents and carries Christine to bed, she idly cleans herself before leaning her back against him and promptly passing out.
 
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Christine slept hard, without dreams, or even basic disruptions. She woke up slowly, easily, feeling rested and relaxed, and warm. She could still feel Dillian behind her, but her arms had moved and tugging on them didn't get her very far. She had no movement in them at all.... They were pinned behind her back in a comfortable boxtie and several straps ran over her chest. She was wearing a black leather armbinder.

The second thing she noticed was her mouth was full, with a wide rubber ball behind her teeth and a harness around her face to pin it. Her ankles came next because she was having trouble moving those as well, looking down she'd see a 15 inch hobble strap between two thick leather cuffs, padlocked in place, and the strap itself was looped around Dillian's ankles, as he'd pushed his own legs passed it to keep her from squirming.

A light brush of his lips just behind her ear told Christine he was awake, as well as the severe case of morning wood pressing against her rear, one hand groping her right breasts gently, a finger playing against her nipple and the small stud there. Not a fan of ambushes... But you've been acting strange.... very sweet, but... I want to ask you some things and all day to just be a play day. Do you love me? he asked her softly, tweaking her nipple while his other hand slid under her hip and around towards her folds, fingers brushing over her mound gently, looking to tease an answer out of her as he had her bound and was distracting her with the pleasure, her body already warm, he'd been toying with her in her sleep to get her that way, her folds moist and warm against his warm fingers as he kissed her neck again, before she felt a tug on her gag as he pulled on the back strap with his teeth, the ball loosening enough for her to tongue it out, though the Y strap on her face kept the gag in place on her head, she could escape the ball itself enough to answer.
 
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Christine wakes up stretching and yawning... or more accurately, trying and failing to do either. Slowly blinking her eyes, she takes a moment to assess the situation before feeling Dillian's lips brush against her skin, as well as his morning wood hinting at what might be happening. For a moment annoyance flashes through the kitsune, but then she relaxes, though her ears keep wiggling. There were certainly worse ways of waking up in the morning, and if the hunter kept playing with her, well, she could handle a few pleasant surprises. Then the hunter drops a metaphorical bomb, and Christine finds herself feeling puzzled and annoyed. Did she actually love the hunter? She was certainly fond of him, but they had only known each other for a couple weeks. Did he love her? Shaking her head to clear it, the kitsune leans against Dillian, breathing in his scent. "It's way too early to ask questions like that." she complains, acting more sleepy than she really feels.
 
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Dillian chuckles and kisses the back of her neck, fingers grinding over her clit while the other was rolling and tugging on her right nipple, continuing to toy with her. Fair enough, stupid questions later. he groaned softly, nipping her shoulder playfully before two fingers curled up into her folds, slipping inside her and rubbing slowly, tugging on her nipple at the same time. She could feel his mouth shift, nose brushing through her hair before she felt a slight tension on the harness as he picked up the strap, still threaded, with his teeth, starting to tug slowly but insistently to push the ball back into her mouth as he thrust his fingers steadily into her depths, brushing over her clit with each stroke.
 
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Shivering softly, Christine covers most of Dillian with her tails as he continues to play with her body and hopefully not her feelings. Moaning softly as Dillian caresses her sensitive folds and slides two of his fingers inside, the kitsune opens her mouth enough to allow the ball-gag to slide back inside before biting down on it and squirming playfully.
 
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As the gag slid back in, the pin caught and the harness resnugged. Squirming playfully against him, before the chain between her nipples studs shimmered into existence and he hooked it with his finger, tugging in time with his thrusting fingers, making pleasure spark through her chest and from her hips to meet in her core, his fingers sliding back slightly to spread her petals as his cock pushed between her thighs from behind and brushed up against her inner petals, grinding against her before his head caught and he slid into her slowly, moaning into her ear.
 
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Christine tenses as Dillian pulls at the chain that now connects her nipples, sending sharp yet erotic pain through her sensitive breasts and causing her ears to straighten. Then she feels big, hard cock rubbing against her petals and moans through the gag. The kitsune starts wondering just where Dillian would stick his manhood, but she doesn't have to wonder for long as it catches onto her petals and he slowly eases it into her flower, causing her to tense her abdominal muscles as she rubs her butt against him.
 
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