Pleasured groans echo in the chihuahua's bedroom on a pleasant morning in the city of Mythlandia. Yep, pleasured sounds because you know what's going down at the present moment.

Which would be Miguel receiving some good head from his soon-to-be queen, felicity. Her gracious yet rough tongue worked sloppily with precision around his throbbing length as she bobbed her head up and down and stroked what little of it as she could get while palming his balls with those lusciously soft paws. Apparently, the fellatio she gave last night wasn't as good as she wanted it to be and decided to try again nice and early in the morning, with the pup's reaction to her liking.

He hissed, thrusting up into her mouth before she held him down and shook her head with his length still in her mouth, making him whimper when she pulled off with a pop. "Uh-uh, no moving." She scolded playfully, diving back on his cock before he could open his mouth, only a forced exhale coming out. So now he just lays there and watches his kitty lover under the covers service him. He couldn't deny that he ranked her mouth to be #1 from the amount of skill she put into blowing him. With what she was doing now, her warm mouth would position up and down on him while her tongue got to work sucking the tip, swirling around the base. If he wanted, she could rim him loose and jerk him off at the same time.

It was even better when she used just her tongue and stimulated the head like no tomorrow and give the urethra a good flick or two before he inevitably came. He was only big enough that his cock reach the edge of her throat so he wouldn't get the pleasure of getting deepthroated unless they were both aged up. He ranked her feet at #2 but it always changed when she put them to work. By now, Miguel was close to wailing in bliss when the rainbow-furred kitten took to sucking on the tip while jerking his cock with both paws- the coup de grâce. And it wasn't even the only thing she could do but it was the more effective. 

"Ah- Felicity..." He breathed shakily, his arms spread uselessly above his head with his body nonresponsive to nothing else but pleasure with Felicity humming and sucking harder. 

"Unh, I'm gonna cum, baby, don't stop,"

And she won't. She kept sucking and stroking in tandem, using her tongue in the midst and sealing the deal when he groaned and her mouth was met with a rush of semen when she only spun her tongue around the tip just two times. She trilled and swallowed it down, tasting his milky seed and getting off at listening to him breathe praises shakily before he reached down to pet her ears when she released him and crawled on his chest. "That felt good, didn't it?"

"Ye-yeah, and a lot better than last night." He answered, bringing their noses together, getting lost in each other's eyes. "Is there some left I can have?"

She tittered, caressing his cheek. "Kiss me and find out, you kinky rock dog."

He does and their tongues are already put into use, taking and sharing their tastes, mostly with Miguel tasting his excess and humming in the kitten's mouth. He'll be good for the day, definitely.
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Definitely not. See, he has been keeping to himself at her place for the meantime, tuning his guitar, watching her practice her powers, the usual things. He might've even considered taking a nap or hitting up Nacho's place even if he wasn't staring at her while she watched television. Her paws he meant. The kitten had them crossed on the pink coffee table, flexing with her toes curling and rainbow-colored nails sheathing and unsheathing. Oh, and those pink flat pads warping to each movement.

She didn't seem to notice him staring, and drooling, at her from across the room until she crossed her legs the other way, scrunching her toes up, her ear perking to hearing him pant. She found it weird at first when he gained a love for her paws and often questioned him being alright until many outercourse with them later did she find it adorable. She giggled under her breath and sat back, putting on a show for the pup without giving it away that she knew, thinking of Catterly's teaching of teasing and putting it to use while watching her favorite programs.

A little later, she mrrped when he suddenly came over without her knowing and was on the table, sniffling and nuzzling his muzzle and nose against her feet. She wasn't very surprised but she did jump a little before settling down and chuckling, watching the chihuahua sniff her out and reached forward to pet him.

"You like them that much, huh?" She asked, purring when his paws came into play, kneading working out her paws, and taking occasional whiffs out of them, his tail wagging too fast for her to see. She didn't expect him to stop to answer, especially when he got to running his slobbery tongue up her soles to her toes, sticking it in between them and soaking them in his saliva with her humming and moaning softly. He definitely did and she wondered for all this time why he'd stare down at her paws when going out for a walk, which they did earlier in the hot sun.

"Hmm, yeah you do." Then an idea comes to mind when she catches him slithering a paw down between his legs and her little smirk turns to a grin. "Hey, Miguel?"

"Hm?" He hummed in the middle of sucking on both her toes, looking up at her with those big brown eyes.

"Wanna put it between my feet? You know you want to."

He nobbed and let go, already undoing the knot in his shorts. "I want you to do it from above this time." He said with his suave voice mildly husky. "Feel those soft soles on my cock."

She moves to let him settle on the floor beneath her and scoots closer, letting him take her feet and rub them all over his bulge, hearing him let out a hot breath. She let her legs slack while he pulled apart his fly and took his cock out. She bit her lip feeling him envelop her paws around it and move them up and down slowly.

As he did so, Felicity took note of the way his length felt as she purred. His hardness was rock solid and pleasantly warm. The feeling was even better with the organ pulsating as well when she felt it all with each pump. And to top it off, the bottoms of her paws were slick from Miguel's spit so the wetness helped to enhance the experience.

Especially when he huffed and picked up the pace stroking his cock using her paws, periodically hitching them up to the tip, and moaning. He starts to thrust up into them eventually when bringing them down, setting a pattern. When he moved her paws down, his hips went up. It was the same pattern each time she got him like this but she never minded. It'd get to that point no matter the positioning and wouldn't matter so long as the pup enjoyed it. Said pup breathed shakily, spreading his legs to move his hips up fluidly. Later on, he slowed and rotated her paws so her soles wrapped perfectly around his length. However, she took over and squeezed a little harder, sitting up to prop her elbow on his head and giggle.

"My turn, Miguel," She tittered. His only response is to whimper and attempt to match her pace, his arms splayed out with his hips active. "Let me work those soft soles for you."

"Aahh, please do, your feet feel so fucking good..." He sighed, closing his eyes and letting his little kitten have at him any way she wanted while getting lost in the pleasure. He could have sworn he was going to leave her be for the day after a nice morning fellatio but for some reason he just couldn't. The things Felicity did were remarkable enough that he couldn't think rationally about her without popping a boner. Plus, she was showing off those feet on purpose. She knew he couldn't resist, much like his ancestor when it came down to Lady Catterly showing off.

A minute later, the dog's noises become louder and drawn out, Felicity didn't need to ask because a few strokes later and he shakes, panting heavily and moaning airily as she feels his cock throb and his cum drip down on her feet. She keeps stroking, coaxing more out with Miguel whining and rolling his hips up as some of his release got on his chest and coated the kitten's paws. When she stopped, he puffed through his nostrils and turned, taking her feet and cleaning them off with his tongue. Felicity sat back and watched, trilling the entire time.

She was wondering when she'd get to make him squirt again. Though, she's got a good feeling he's putting more of his spunk inside her later unless of course, he wants more of her paws. Because now, Felicity can't get enough of him herself.
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A harsh slap fills the air, followed by an ecstasy-filled meow and skin smacking sensually. It was two hours later in the day after the pawjob that Miguel wanted Felicity again, more than ever. He drilled into her hard from behind on her just-made bed, her tail wiggling in his paw while squeezing her ass with the other. The kitten laid with her back arched and ass up, her eyes rolled back and mouth open, spewing pleasured yelps and meows as she drooled all over the bed getting rammed mercilessly in the tailhole.

So rapid with such a force that the bed below quaked and squeaked in protest. She didn't even realize that she was squirting from her clit from how wildly she rubbed at it until the strike to her ass came again and she yowled. In her mostly-lusted mind, she knew it was only a matter of time before Miguel pounced on her again and took pride in anticipating it from the start. She loved that dog as much as he did her in romantic scenarios. In intimate times, she hungered for his cock and the creamy load toling in his balls as much as he adored her mouth, her paws, and her nice, ample rear for her size. When dominant Miguel came to play, all she could do was brace herself.

Not even if she was pounded sore and barely able to walk in three rounds or more. He never could of her either. The way she worked him to completion with her mouth, that sweet sandpaper tongue exploring and getting the right places while her cloud-soft feet pumped his cock and got him to spurt nearly as fast as her paws when she'd twisted over the head and repeat that notion switching to each paw. And her nice tush. He enjoyed pistoning in between the cheeks but found more pleasure in spanking them raw whilst railing her from the back. Where he stuck it didn't matter as long as he had his bitch crying and begging for him to not stop in the end.

And that's what she was doing now, wailing in bliss and praising the blue canine's cock while begging him to give her more. He growled in response and ravaged her tailhole harder, smacking her ass again and pulling on her tail to force himself deeper, making him groan airily and hit her once more. "Fuck, your little ass is so tight." He panted huskily. "I dunno how long I'm gonna last making it mine."

"Nyaaaah~!" Felicity responded, too fucked silly to placate any words. She never got it in her tail very often but she was a loud mess when she did and Miguel ate it up by testing to see how much louder could he make her before he burst, which was very soon. He snarled a ravenous 'fuck yeah' and fully mounted the mythic feline to angle his rabid thrusts with his balls smacking louder against her pussy. She laid there uselessly, taking the pounding like a good little kitty until her daddy's thrusts become hard and deep several minutes later.

He grunted and smacked her rear once more. "Gonna cream in your asshole." He growled, groaning into her ear with each harsh thrust, nearing his end. "I'm gonna flood your ass, baby. Yeah?"

"Yes~!" She moaned, earning her ass another smack. "Nyah!"

"Ooh, here it comes!" He groaned out before slamming into her tailhole and moaning out loud into her ear. His balls throb and shrivel, dumping their contents inside of her through his pulsating cock. She moaned louder with him, especially when he buried his fangs into her shoulder and held on, riding out his orgasm.

"Nnghaa! Yes, drain your fucking balls in my asshole! Hah!" She growled lustfully, the warmth pooling in her tender rear, and she felt grateful for it all. He stayed in until he let go of her nape and pulled out, cringing from the soft squelching while he did before collapsing down on top of her, lapping at her wound. She purred, letting him do so as she slipped away into nothingness. He thinks he can't get enough of her, yet she can never get enough of him in return.