It is then that Tik Tik drags her teeth over her shoulder. Her hot breath pants across Jun’s fur and flesh, her maw finding itself closer to her neck.
Jun’s eyes roll back, her waist bridging, her body shuddering.
And that’s when Tik Tik presses against her throat, sharp teeth pressing against her, holding her down, biting her!”
“Aooowwaaaah!”
The kitsune’s cry is a loud barking yowl, the culmination of all the teasing and pleasing. Her body contracts around the kobold, gripping her hard, digging heels and claws into the scaled body as the wave of delight crashes over her. This sends her into overdrive, and she collapses from that final, spilling into a panting, incoherent heap on the floor.
Taking a few breaths herself, the kobold holds onto the kitsune for a moment before she finally pulls out on her own, flicking the excess love off the tip and onto the floor. She smiles, a toothy grin, as she looks over the quivering mess beneath her. “And that…” she says. “Is being a mistress.”
Jun blinks, her focus returning to her eyes. She clamps a hand over her neck and pushes herself up, sitting up. “Th… what did you do to me? I… you… that was…”
Tik Tik giggles as she does. She shrinks, her scales becoming softer, her pink a lighter shade. So one night, the kobold sits on the kitsune’s lap, a bright smirk on her face. “Amazing? Super special?”
“Humiliating. Degrading. Like nothing I’ve felt before!”
Tik Tik giggles. “Thank you, thank you!” She hops up and turns on her heel, whistling to herself.
Jun sits on her knees, rubbing her palm over the lovely bite marks on her neck. Such indignity and injustice have been inflicted upon her, yet the marks aren’t deep. “So, is this it for us today?” the kitsune asks, bringing about an air of business.
Tik Tik sighs, rubbing her horn and then stretching, yawning great and wide with her draconic mouth. “Aaaaaahhh… I’m sure the spell is about to wear off. I’m going to be super sleepy in just a… second.”
Her timing cannot be better. With that last word, a puff of smoke envelopes Tik Tik for a second, disappearing the majestic dragon and leaving behind the cute little kobold, giggling and shrugging. “See? All out of juice.”
With her hands on her knees, Jun nods, her tails fanning out. “Then, allow me to show you my skills in other ways.”
“Hm… what do you me-aah!”
Those tails swish around and reach forward, hooking around the small kobold and pulling her in.
Tik Tik’s claws scrape against the floor for a moment, struggling in the strange hold before she gets a good handful of the fluff that holds her. When she feels the softness of this fur, she calms down, clinging to it as she’s brought backward into the waiting lap of the mistress of the house.
When Jun places her hands around Tik Tik and leans in, chin on top of the kobold’s head, Tik Tik finally fully relaxes, nuzzling against the fox's fuzz.
“S… so fluffy…”
“Thank you for noticing,” Jun teases, her tails brushing up and down slowly over Tik Tik’s body. “It takes quite a bit of time to clean and maintain each of these tails, you know.”
Tik Tik buries her face in them, shaking her head, whining. “I didn’t notice!”
“I take it you were far too entranced with making me scream to take notice before. That’s a mistake I seek to rectify right here and now. Just sit and relax.”
Tik Tik does so, the warmth and cuddliness of the fluffy body, leaving her ready to curl up, wrap around her, and nuzzle.
“Of course, there’s much more I can do for you,” the kitsune says, taking a deep breath and closing her eyes. Her concentration shifts, and the room melts and shifts, taking on a calming natural scene. Their background is a small habitation built amid a mystical forest, and they rest upon a soft mat in the open room. Before them is a small tea set.
With her tails occupied, she holds Tik Tik. Jun uses her hands to prepare the tea, quietly pouring the hot water into the matcha with a dignified poise to her ritual.
“You have so many wonderful tails. How do you get so many?” The Tik Tik asks.
“Years and experience,” Jun says, whisking the mixture. “I get a new one to play with once every hundred years.”
Tik Tik’s hands move from one tail to another, eyes wide, counting with quick kobold grips.
“That’s right, Tik Tik. I’ve been around for over five hundred. Most wouldn’t be able to tell just by looking at me. My kind are few and far between.”
Tik Tik frowns, shifting around, resting her chin on Jun’s chest, her eyes sorrowful. “But that means I’ll never see you with six tails!” The kobold whines.
“Is five not good enough for you?” the kitsune responds, patting the kobold on the head. With her free hand, she hands Tik Tik the tea. “It’s ready.”
Tik Tik slumps back, lying against the makeshift basket of tails that cradle her. She holds the hot tea in her hands and sips with contemplation. “And you saw so many things in your life… and chose me to be the biggest fan of?”
“Oh, but of course!” Jun says, sipping some of her own tea. “You’re… special, unique. And only a being as long-lived as I can attest to such a thing.
Tik Tik contemplates her tea a moment, nuzzling back against those tails. “And what about Camellia?”
Jun stops with the tea to her lips, pulling the drink away. “What do you mean?”
“She’s short-lived too. What will you do when…” The kobold trails off.
Jun sniffs, tapping the edge of her cup. She then smiles softly and snaps her fingers.
Before them, a small table appears, and various drinks and snacks, including indulgent cupcakes with Baker-shaped cookies on top, are placed on it. “Let’s turn our attention toward something more positive, shall we?”
“Y-yeah,” Tik Tik chirps, climbing over the tail, her butt wiggling back and forth as she reaches for the treats. “These look so close to the real thing.” She says, chomping on one of the cupcakes. She chews a moment, frowning. “But it isn’t quite as good.”