The monochrome colored raccoon dog was pacing back and forth in the living room of her house with a deep scowl on her face. She couldn’t remember being as frustrated as she was now. Unfortunately, if it was just the frustration, she could’ve dealt with it any other way. However being just angry is one thing, being angry and extremely horny requires different solutions altogether. And the one who CAN fix it rather instantly is the same person who caused her to be in this way in the first place.
And he’s nowhere to be found at the moment.
And as much as she wanted to damn her mate’s existence at the moment, she had more immediate concerns at the moment, such as the heat coming from her loins that wouldn’t be ignored. Even though Stephen left in a hurry, he did way too good of a job of getting her in the mood, and right now she wanted nothing more than to rip her clothes off to try and deal with it.
It was then she noticed the box for a neck massager lying on the coffee table. She was so mad at first that it didn’t even register…but now that she’s thinking more clearly, it seems she found an interesting way to pass the time. Even before she decided fully to go through with it, she found that she already took off her shirt and was in the process of taking off of her pants, slipping them off to reveal a matching pair of lacy white panties and bra, the former of which having a darker shade in the middle of it due to her arousal. Just as quickly as the other clothes, her underwear was taken off in haste as well.
A moment later found DW sitting back on her couch, a hand down between her legs as she started playing with herself a little, sighs and moans coming from her as her fingers rubbed at and spread her folds, going at her own pace like she’s done so many times before, her womanhood slicking up even more as she continued to play with herself. Then she starting slipping in a finger, biting her lip to stifle a mew from the pleasure, sliding it in and out slowly, then another finger joined it, spreading her legs and propping one of her hindpaws up on the couch for easier access, her moans getting louder as her walls squeezed and slicked up even more from her self indulgences as her fingers just barely danced around her spot, knowing full well she’d have to pace herself before she ended up finger fucking herself hard. With that in mind, she reluctantly (and with great effort) removed her fingers from her pussy, gasping slightly at the lack of fullness. She slowly lifted her hand to her mouth, a heavy blush on her face, then slowly cleaned each of her fingers of her own wetness, letting out a slight moan at the acquired taste that her husband couldn’t get enough of.
Not that I blame him, she thought to herself as she licked her lips. I AM rather delicious~
Laughing at herself, she looked over to the now opened box where the neck massager is sitting, reaching out with her other hand to grab it, then, after a bit of inspection, turns it on…and then onto herself.
DW wasn’t expecting herself to be that sensitive to the vibrations, but the device barely touched her clit when she ended up arching her back and howling out loudly from the sudden pulses of pleasure I gave her. She thanked her lucky stars that she was the only one in the house at that moment, then set the vibrations to the lowest setting, and slowly applied it to her lower lips, gasping, then lying back as her eyes rolled into the back of her head form he tingling feeling, purring in content as she steadily rubbed it up and down on herself. As she got used to the vibrations, she slowly raised the strength of it, soft purrs and moans giving way to gasps and pants, her tongue lolling out even, wanting more and of it. She eventually grabbed the back of her thigh with his free hand in order to spread her legs open even wider, giving her even more access to assault her pussy with her newfound toy. Randomly, a thought went through her head of wondering what Stephen would do if he walked in on her like this. He’d be lucky if I let him on top after what he pulled…though he WOULD enjoy the show.
Little did she know, however, was that he person in her thoughts was VERY nearby. In fact, he was currently in a room of the house watching her via a camera feed from various angles, his tail waving a little as he watched his fallen angel intently. She ended up doing everything he predicted she’d do, and then some. She didn’t even question how conveniently placed that neck massager was. He made sure of that, as he knew which buttons to push to get a reaction out of her, albeit he only does it when it’ll end with both of them being happy. But as he watched her get closer and closer to her climax, he shifted in his seat slightly, his jeans being too tight for comfort for the past few minutes. And unlike his mate, he wouldn’t let himself get off with his own devices, as his preferred and only method was making quite a show on his hidden camera network. Finally, he got up and walked out of the room, tired of just watching her. He knew she might be a little pissed at him…well, VERY, but he’s got a silver tongue when it comes to calming her…and talking is only one of the ways he uses it. But enough with musing.
Stephen Tenebrae had his mate to please.
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Wow, it's been a long long time since I've last drawn an anthro. Be it clean or not. But I kinda have to admit that I finally seem to be getting a LITTLE better at them xD I've also been trying out new shading styles to see which ones fit better with how I draw. I kinda like what I did with this one, that's for sure xD
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