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Parfait loathes wearing nightgowns, especially when they're not covered in neon lights and ironic logos. However, she found that her companion for the evening really loved the idea of her being 'the daughter type'. Parfait searched her dresser for the most girlish attire possible to take with her on her little date with a fox named Orange. She found something her aunt bought her a million years ago. Why the fuck did her aunt think this was a good birthday present?
She kept it in her backpack, hoping he would not ask her to take it out when they got to their reserved hotel room. To her dismay, he did.
Oh well. She still did not want to disappoint, even if she found herself grinding her teeth in anticipation for him laughing at her and calling her something disparaging. She was surprised to see just how infatuated he was with it. Odd; she had looked at herself in the mirror, and even twirled around a little bit, and she judged herself quite harshly.
Even with the positive praise, Parfait's tail thumped on the rough hotel carpet as she still felt immensely uncomfortable feeling the air conditioner's breeze crawl up the long billowy garment.
She was hoping for him to find the aesthetics pleasing up to a point, but she also wished he would simply strip it off of her when they engaged in their indulgences. Once again, to her dismay, he did not. Parfait tensed up when he tugged her panties southward and let them roll up at her thighs, but she gave a little whine of discontent when he stopped there.
"Come on!" she huffed. "Take this stupid thing off of me..." she had unintentionally puffed out her cheeks and balled her paws into fists at her sides.
"Nuh uh uh," he stated with a finger wag. "You didn't say the magic word." he faced her away and hiked up her gown so he could admire her little beaver-butt.
"Pleaaaase?" Parfait sighed and turned her head to try to face him.
"Well, it's too late for that," he hoisted her up with one paw and undid his pants with the other.
Within moments, they were lost in their extremely rough fucking session, filled with many moans of pleasure and many sounds of their bodies slapping against each other.
Orange, since he had been with Parfait before, knew of her hatred of anything involving her butt. However, he found that he couldn't resist the creeping desire popping into his head. Just as he reached his climax inside of her, he cruelly decided to poke at her tailhole with his thumb.
Parfait tensed up and felt her face grow heated in fury as her head shot back at him. "I-I told you I didn't like that kind of stuff!" she pouted. "Why are you doing that?!"
"I'm just pressing you buttons." Orange responded with a coy smirk. "Boop." he then made a noise as he poked his thumb deeper inside of her and reveled in her very cute and furious reaction.
So Bunny and I had a silly time trying to figure out what sort of pose to go at this with. We ended up making a million different sketches until we finally decided on the reverse cowgirl you see now. Plus, with a mandate to NOT do a background, we also decided to just... add a little pattern that resembled a bit of a morning-ish color on some sort of wallpaper :/3
Also, Parfait is trying to slap him with her tail, but it isn't so effective at this age =3=