[u][b]Anniversary[/b][/u] Dinner was finished, and the plates had been put aside for later. The girls exchanged a knowing smile before they got up from the table, earning a curious look from Oro. That was the sort of look they only gave each other when scheming something involving him. As they moved into the living-room, and he got up to follow, Tuli caught him from behind with arms around his shoulders in a loose hug. "Give them a second," she requested, even as the twins skipped around them to go help. "What's going on?" the Rabbit grunted. Tuli chuckled softly in his ear. "You're going to hate yourself for asking that in a few minutes," she warned, giving him a light kiss on the cheek as the girls and the twins spread some of the spare king-size sheets over the floor of the living-room and tossed the extra pillows from the sofa into the floor. Tuli let go of him and went to join the others as they began settling down like it was any other Friday night, getting ready for their evening movie. Then Sarahi pulled her shirt over her head, and Nayeli and Tuli began pushing their pants down their hips, and the twins shook off their skirts. "What's going on?" Oro repeated, tapping his foot impatiently. It seemed clear to him that the weekly movie was off for some reason, and he'd actually been looking forward to a chance to just sit and hold Nayeli and forget the rest of life for a little while. It did cross his mind that the situation being set up before his eyes would be any other male's waking wet-dream, and that something was definitely wrong with him for being more concerned about the movie. He told that thought to fuck off, and reminded whichever corner of his brain it had come from that he was not "any other male", and frankly a little over-saturated in sex. He didn't need to jump at every sexual presentation. At least, not until Nayeli, now completely nude and kneeling on the sheets, opened her arms to him. "Happy anniversary, Oro." His irritation deflated even faster than his face fell. "...Fuck," he cursed himself, "I forgot." His wife giggled, still waiting invitingly, "I thought you might. You've been busy lately. It's okay." "You are too fucking forgiving," he sighed, even as he got down and crawled gratefully into her arms, wrapping her in a possessive hug. They kissed passionately for a moment before he seemed to remember they were surrounded by the rest of their family...also naked. "So...not to be a broken record, but what's going on?" Sarahi giggled, sliding her hands under his shirt and beginning to push it up his back. "Well, it's [i]all[/i] of our anniversaries, you know. Not just the day you two got married, but the day this whole harem formed. So we're—yes, I'm using that word," she smirked at his look of obvious disgust. He [i]still[/i] felt guilty about how this situation had come about, even a year into it. "It's what we are, and at this point I don't think any of us even minds anymore. So we're all going to celebrate together right now, then let you and Nayeli have a room to yourselves for the night." "So, a full-blown orgy," the Rabbit grunted bluntly. Once again he wondered what was wrong with him, that the thought caused him more irritation than excitement. He only wanted Nayeli, though he was never reluctant to include Sarahi. But beyond that... Nayeli, still clinging to him with a broadening blush in her cheeks, nodded. "More or less. I'm not entirely comfortable with that...but that's kind of also why I suggested it." That made her husband do a double-take. "[i]You[/i] suggested it?" Nayeli nodded. "I know you only did it because you didn't really have a choice. But at this point, I'm the only one who [i]hasn't[/i] been with everyone else. I...well, no, I can't honestly say it's because I feel left out, but I don't want to [i]be[/i] uncomfortable about that anymore. So I suggested it. Is...that okay?" she asked, for once seeming to be genuinely concerned about having his approval for this rather than mere permission, "Will you be mad?" Oro sighed against her neck. "I have no more right to be mad now than I did that first day. Even if I did...no. I want you to myself because I'm a selfish bastard, but you deserve—" "Wrong mood," Sarahi interrupted gently, tugging his shirt again to coax him into lifting his arms so she could take it off him, "We understand. I, for one, disagree...but we all understand. Just promise you're not going to bite poor Kylan's head off, especially. Deal?" He shot her a brief glare over his shoulder, mostly for interrupting him. "...Deal," he grunted, giving Nayeli a kiss on the cheek, which she returned. "Thank you, dear," she nuzzled his cheek after kissing it, "Then, since I'm going to get you all to myself tonight, I'm going to start with the one I'm [i]least[/i] comfortable with and work my way back to you from there. Is that alright...Mom?" she looked to Tuli, sitting to her left with her back against the couch. The older Lioness smiled brightly, and opened her arms to her daughter much as Nayeli had opened hers for Oro. "Come here, dear." "And [i]you[/i]," Sarahi tugged Oro's shirt again, "Are still over-dressed. Come on." She lifted his shirt over his head as Nayeli reluctantly left his arms to crawl into Tuli's. Diya took advantage of his arms being in the air to unzip his pants and pull them down his hips. Though he looked mildly annoyed at being stripped by hands other than his own, he shifted his weight helpfully to let her finish dragging the pants down his legs while he leaned back against Sarahi. The Sha'khari squeaked, clenching her grip on his shoulders for a second, then looked down her body to where Kylan had snuck between her back legs. He looked almost as surprised as she did, frozen with his lips still pressed to her sac and the tip of one finger laid on her nether-lips. "Sorry!" the Sha'khari giggled, rolling her back half a little further over and spreading her legs invitingly, "Go on. You just surprised me." Nodding a silent apology, the smaller Feline kissed both her balls tenderly, licking her sac and the front of her sheath while his finger slipped inside her love-tunnel... "Mph...don't, please," Nayeli begged softly, across from them. Kneeling astride her mother's hips, Tuli was keeping her high on her knees with two fingers sliding in and out of her sex while the older Lioness gently sucked her nipples. Despite her plea, Nayeli appeared to be hugging Tuli's head to her breast, and her mouth was hanging loose in obvious pleasure. Tuli arched a brow, pausing her motions to look up at her daughter. "I'm sorry, dear. I thought something like this was what you wanted." Nayeli nodded, giving her mother a reassuring squeeze. "Yeah, but...I want to do you, too. That's what I struggle with." The one and only previous time they had coupled, Nayeli had been decidedly passive throughout the affair, letting Tuli and Oro satisfy themselves with her. This time, she wanted to be more proactive. "Could you...turn around?" Oro could feel Sarahi's breath growing hot on his neck. The Sha'khari was watching the pair of Lionesses with open lust in her eyes and a glow on her cheeks as Tuli gifted her daughter's breast with one more brief kiss before twisting around to rest her hips up against the couch and bend her waist forward over the cushions just a little, inviting her daughter to do as she liked from behind her. Kylan probably wasn't helping matters for her, as the little male shamelessly sucked the tip of her arousal and gently spread the lips of her muffin open with two fingers, as if to warn her exactly what he planned to do next. Diya drew the Rabbit's attention by tapping his nose gently with a finger. The little female was still kneeling in front of him, hands tucked between her own thighs as Sarahi idly stroked his hardening dick. "I know you probably just want to watch [i]her[/i]," Diya nodded over her shoulder toward Nayeli, now kneeling snug against her mother's back, reaching under her tail and between her legs with one hand, "And I don't blame you. Want me to keep your lap warm while you wait?" Oro arched a brow at her, pointedly ignoring the color that had started to creep into his own pale cheeks, and patted his thigh. Diya carefully turned around and started to sit back in the nest of his crossed ankles...but Oro caught her under each thigh and lifted her higher, pulling her back against his chest. "Spread 'em," he commanded softly, making Diya blink in surprise and her heart skip a quick beat. Obediently spreading her entrance open, Oro lowered her gently. "Hold it steady," he muttered to Sarahi as his dick slid through Diya's lips and up into her tunnel, sinking her all the way down to his balls with a soft sigh. The Sha'khari behind him kissed his neck with an impressed stare. "Look at you, participating willingly!" she praised him, watching him slide an arm around the girl in his lap to cup a hand shamelessly over her petite (near-flat) breast. "Mmm, is this working for you, after all?" Diya cooed, leaning back against him and reaching up to rub his cheek with one hand while the other massaged the swell of her muffin where he filled her. She clenched her walls around his briefly, to reassure him that she still had some flex to give and also that he was welcome inside her. "A little," he admitted, only watching Nayeli begin working Tuli over in earnest, both with fingers in her muff and a hand roughly fondling her breasts, alongside many kisses on cheek and neck as the older Lioness' breathing started coming short and hard, "It's not like I ever hated you. It's just that every time I take you to bed, I remember you're only here because I trapped you, and I hate myself for it. I know," he cut off the attempt at reassurance already dancing on her lips, "It's big of you not to hold it against me. But I can't forget, and I don't forgive easily." He blew a long exhale over her shoulder, bending his head down to kiss it surprisingly gently. "I'm grateful. You'd be a pretty good fuck if it weren't for the spell. For tonight, at least...I'm just trying to look at you like you deserve. And yeah, you are excitingly cute." Both of the girls wrapped around him stared, dumbfounded. "That...might be the most romantic thing you've ever said to me," Diya congratulated, tilting her head back to kiss the underside of his chin. Then, to the Sha'khari peeking over his shoulder, she asked, "Is [i]that[/i] how he is for you?" "Hmhm...closer," Sarahi nodded, beginning to get squirmy as Kylan quietly lifted her leg higher and rested her knee on his shoulder, lining himself up with her now-dripping-wet entrance. "Ooo, that was so [i]good[/i], dear!" Tuli groaned, though it was hard to say if she was praising Nayeli or Oro. Both of the Lionesses were gazing fondly at him now, mouths open with lusty looks, though Tuli seemed on the verge of hitting her first climax. Nayeli struggled against the temptation to abandon her mother and fling herself on her husband, so decided to make such a move much more difficult on herself. Backing up and rolling onto her back, the younger Lioness pushed her mother's rump up enough to wriggle underneath it. Once comfortably settled muffin-to-mouth, she cupped her hand over her own entrance, gently caressing herself a couple of times before sliding two fingers in to open herself in invitation... Oro twitched inside Diya...but leaned to the side to tap Kylan's hip, motioning for him to change partners. He and Diya were definitely second on the list of family that Nayeli was uncomfortable with, and she had never shared more than a hug or light kiss on the face with either of them. "Ooo, you dick," Sarahi panted at Oro with a grin as Kylan slid out of her, mock-slapping the Rabbit for stealing her partner. She was already having trouble keeping her claws out of the sheets they were sitting on, she was so aroused. Kylan crawled up to lean against Oro's shoulder for a second, reaching behind him to share an apologetic kiss with Sarahi. "I'll be back for you," he promised in a whisper with a smile. "Oh, you had better," she smiled back, licking her lips. The effeminate feline then crawled over to get on his knees between Nayeli's thighs, pulling them loosely around himself as he eased his arousal into her eager muffin. The Lioness hummed happily as she was filled. Apparently that tiny bit of extra stimulation was all her mother had been lacking, as Tuli almost immediately squealed and bucked (gently) against her daughter's face. Nayeli had to dedicate her attention for a moment to holding Tuli steady as the older Lioness poured her honey down into Nayeli's throat, gasping and giggling each time her daughter swallowed. "Ooo...oh, sorry, dear...that was wonderful!" the Lioness cooed as she lifted herself away form Nayeli's soaking face. Her daughter just licked her lips, gathering up the worst of the mess, and curled her legs tighter around Kylan's hips as she smiled down at him. "Mmm...you weren't the one I was expecting," she admitted, but added reassuringly, "It's okay to go a little harder, if you want. I'm used to being treated rather more roughly." Kylan chuckled, "I can imagine! That's why I thought you might like a little soft-and-sweet, for a change of pace. But if it's not working for you..." He leaned forward, bracing his hands on either side of her tummy, and began to buck against her more strongly, lightly rocking her hips with each thrust. Nayeli cooed approvingly. "Oh Sarahi, sweetheart," Tuli called, now stretched out on her back beside her daughter, "I know I just came...but I would adore a plow in my garden right now, too, if you're not too comfortable over there." With a breathless laugh, Sarahi kissed Oro's cheek before twisting her hips to get all her feet under her. "Yes, ma'am!" she answered happily, trotting over to the presenting Lioness. Tuli scooted lower and lifted her hips, offering herself to the thick dick swinging low underneath the Sha'khari while leaving plenty of space for Sarahi to appreciate Nayeli's expressions as Kylan worked her. "Oo!...ah!..." Nayeli cooed and gasped between each thrust, shooting lusty looks at her husband as Kylan rode her and Diya slowly, almost subconsciously, bobbed up and down on his dick. "Dear," she called, stretching out a hand in their direction, "I'm going to do something awful, so be sure to punish me later. Diya..." She beckoned for the other girl to come to her, tapping her nose to indicate where she should position herself. "Fuck," Diya hissed, near breathless with arousal at the sight in front of her, "Your wife [i]is[/i] hot..." Without question, she leaned forward on hands and knees and began to crawl toward the prostrated Lioness, dragging herself languidly off Oro's dick. The Rabbit swatted her rump sharply, causing her to squeal from the sting and all other movement in the room to halt briefly. "Oh!" Diya quickly recovered, glancing back over her shoulder and wagging her posterior, "Did you want me to...?" "No," the Rabbit smirked, patting her rump rather more gently, "That was just to excite you. You'd better be good to her." The Feline chewed her lip as she continued her crawl to Nayeli, turning to hold her muffin hovering above the Lioness' lips. "Fuck," she sighed again, "I don't know how to handle you being nice. Stop it," she insisted, lowering her face to Nayeli's hips to gently lick her tummy and pearl, just above her brother's thrusting dick. Nayeli shuddered with arousal, carefully caressing the backs of the thighs and bottom above her, licking her lips again as she prepared to taste Diya. "Mom," she whimpered, barely above a whisper, "Would it be alright...if Oro squeezed in with you? I think...it would be hot...seeing both my husbands...fuck my mom." Tuli giggled. "Absolutely, dear!" she agreed, pushing her upper half a little out from under Sarahi... "Ahh! I'm sorry!" the Sha'khari squealed at almost the time as Tuli answered, "I think...I just screwed...that up!" She bent her upper torso over the couch cushions, covering her mouth to muffle the rest of her orgasmic screams as the pulses of pleasure rocked her body, curling her up so tight she almost slid Tuli's head into the side of the couch. "Mmph...mental picture...too good," she panted apologetically. Nayeli could hardly hear the explanation. Squeezing Diya's tush painfully tight, she had pulled the poor girl's hips down in a crush over her own mouth, muffling her climax in the other girl's body. Diya was enduring it sympathetically, mouth open and tongue lolling as her muffin ground against Nayeli's chin. Her brother's expression was a perfect mirror to hers. They might have been trying to kiss, but neither was sure enough of their breath, so just leaned in to touch noses and tongues together on the verge of their own orgasms. Oro leaned in to whisper something in Kylan's ear, reaching out at the same time to slowly, almost-gently pinch Diya's nipple. Both of them broke immediately, nearly falling against each other in their relief. Diya tumbled onto her side to prevent smothering the poor Lioness under her hips, who was still struggling to steady her own breath, while her brother poured all of his release inside her. "Oh...fuck, honey-bunny...you weren't supposed to get left out entirely," Sarahi gave an apologetic look to his rock-hard dick as he stepped back to give the twins some breathing room, "Come over here." Rolling onto her own side to free Tuli from underneath her, the Sha'khari beckoned him over while running her tongue along her lips, then opened her mouth wide to flash him with the view of her throat that she knew played to his fetish. Getting her knees under her and pressing her cheek in against the Sha'khari's, Tuli did the same. Despite the strong and obvious twitch in the object of their desire, Oro shook his head. "I think you're forgetting I've been getting you [i]all[/i] pretty regularly, and will be wearing out Nayeli tonight. Missing a round or two here isn't going to hurt me at all." Nayeli shook her head, reaching out to rub his shin (the only part she could reach without sitting up quite yet). "This is supposed to be about [i]all[/i] of us, dear. Even you. Especially you, as far as I'm concerned. Pick someone to pleasure you. I'll hold you down, if I have to." "Like you could," the Rabbit snorted with a smirk...and was surprised when she sat up, pulling away from Kylan, and got her feet under her. Putting her arms around his neck, Nayeli leaned in and kissed him firmly on the lips. His dick twitched again, along with his ears, and Oro swore he felt his heart stop. She was halfway around to his back before she broke the kiss, her arms moving from his neck to around his chest. Turning him as she stepped around, Nayeli pressed her breasts warmly against his back, sliding one hand across his chest and the other across his tummy. Then she fell backward, pulling him with her, onto the couch. "Fuck," he hissed, trying not to drop all his weight down directly on her as he fell into her lap, "Seriously?" Resting her chin on his shoulder, she nodded against his cheek. "You're right, actually," she admitted in a soft whisper, her hands moving down his torso to slide down his strong thighs and back up again, "And we both know it. Let me anyway. Please. I want you included in this." Her hands went back down his thighs again, almost to his knees, then curved around under them to lift him just a little...and spread him a lot. "Fuck," he repeated, this time as a sigh, and leaned back against her, tipping his head back against her shoulder and resting his hands on the soft curve of her hip behind his tail, "You know I won't fight you." She kissed his cheek. "Thank you," she added a kiss to his ear, glancing at each of the other members of their family huddled around on the floor, waiting expectantly. "Preference?" she asked quietly to her husband. When he shook his head with a pat on her hip, she just nodded. "...Everyone, then." "Say what?" Oro grunted, even as Sarahi and Tuli gave devilish grins and moved in cheek-to-cheek, reaching for his balls with their tongues. They had to spread his thighs just a little bit wider, and Nayeli lifted his knees to push his hips forward more, giving them room to lavish affection on his sac. Leaning on their backs, Diya devoted her tongue to the main shaft of his dick, and Kylan pressed one quick kiss to the head before ducking out of sight. "I know what you're thinking," Oro growled, "And you'd better fucking not!" "...Aww," came the slightly disappointed answer from underneath Sarahi. The Sha'khari gave him a disapproving look with her eyes, her mouth being busy sucking his left ball gently, while Tuli treated the right similarly. Rolling his eyes, Oro closed them in resignation. "Oh, fine. Go on..." Kylan didn't waste time on answering, and Oro quickly felt a fourth tongue tickle his taint, well below the girls' chins, then slide down to tease his backdoor. "Mph...fuck," he sighed as his every intimate place was bathed in licks and kisses and warm breath. "Any of us you like," Nayeli promised, kissing his neck. "Fuck," the Rabbit grunted again, tensing up in her hands. "Anywhere you want," his wife promised, kissing his cheek. "Fff[i]-uck[/i]," her husband hissed through grit teeth, his toes curling and legs flexing against her grip as the first spasm began. "Anytime you say," the Lioness finished, smiling as his dick began jerking back from Diya's tongue, slinging his milk partly across her face and partly across his own tummy. Nayeli kissed his neck and cheek and shoulder, rubbing his chest soothingly as it rose and fell with the effort of breathing between each pulse. As the tempo slowed and his breath started to come easier, Sarahi switched from licking his sac to licking Diya's chin and cheeks, shamelessly cleaning up the mess he'd made of her. "Mmm...since he already got you warmed up, kind of...want to take a real stretch?" the Sha'khari cooed. "Oh, I have been [i]dying[/i] for that," Diya nodded, kissing Sarahi hard before getting back down on the sheets and rolling onto her back. Tuli giggled, looking down beneath the Sha'khari. "You want to give or receive, next?" she asked Diya's brother as he backed away from Oro, so Nayeli could let the Rabbit's legs down and relax. "Um...it'd be pretty hot to get mother after daughter...if that's okay?" he asked with a slight blush in his cheeks. Tuli just giggled again, and rolled onto her back, arranging herself almost right beside his sister. The two held hands as their respective partners began to ride them. Nayeli kissed Oro's ear as he stretched out his legs on the couch to catch his breath, and ran her fingers down his chest appreciatively. "Mmm...well, I managed to take everyone but you and Sarahi in the first go," she murmured into his sharp ears, "And I get you two nearly every night. I don't suppose it would hurt if we went ahead and snuck away now." She watched the other four get into their rhythms, Tuli and Diya even gasping and moaning in a kind of pattern, encouraging each other. Oro took a deep breath and exhaled it slowly. "...I should reward Kylan before we go," he answered reluctantly, "I promised not to be so stingy about it, and today's a special day. He deserves it." It went without saying that he didn't really want to, but that just made it all the more significant to their companion...and to Nayeli. She kissed his cheek, and nodded her understaning. "Okay. I'm going to get down there one more time, too." Oro nodded back, turning his head to give her a grateful kiss in return, then reluctantly stepped down off the couch and around behind Kylan. The little male was too lost in his current exercise to even realize he had company until the Rabbit caught him around the waist, putting a stop to his insistent thrusting. Kylan blinked over his shoulder in surprise, though he offered no resistance as Oro pushed him forward and down, laying him on top of Tuli's belly. Oro paused, crouched behind the little male's upturned tail. "...Should I get some lube?" he asked reluctantly, not knowing of any supply they had besides the bottles upstairs. That would take some time to fetch, and every second made him less excited and more begrudging. Kylan's eyes lit up with excitement, just realizing what the Rabbit was about to do to him...or for him, as he thought of it. He shook his head quickly. "No. I knew what we were gonna do tonight, so I prepared in advance," he admitted quietly, reaching back to spread his own cheeks open, revealing the gloss of lubricating jelly already spread around and inside his tight rim... Following him into the floor, Nayeli crouched on all fours, bending her head low to share a kiss with Tuli while Oro got Kylan into position. "Hey, Mom," she whispered, "Is it nice being under me?" "Oh yes, sweetie," the older Lioness whispered back, running her tongue around her lips. "Help yourself, then," Nayeli blushed, crawling forward just far enough to rest her elbows on the other side of her mother's head, dangling her breasts deliciously above Tuli's lips. "And you," she cooed down at Diya, whose face was now directly beneath hers, "Do [i]not[/i] get to ride my husband without paying the toll." So saying, she bent her head to claim a kiss from the smaller girl as well...and reached out to lightly, gently, pinch her pert nipple. Diya squealed with delight, running her tongue between their lips, and Nayeli cooed back as Tuli began sucking her nipples gently. Tuli groaned aloud as Kylan thrust into her forcefully...or, more accurately, was thrust into her. The smaller Feline also groaned, and much more loudly, mouth agape and tongue hanging out as Oro stuffed every inch of himself into the smaller male in one aggressive thrust. "Ooooh...[i]fuuuck[/i]...," he groaned, and gasped in unison with Tuli as Oro drove them together again. Unable to keep adequate contact with Nayeli's breasts, Tuli reached up between her daughter's thighs to caress her labia instead, and slide a finger easily into the girl's dripping wet love-tunnel. "Oh, forgotten gods," Sarahi breathed, kneading her breasts as she watched the scene beside her, "That is [i]too[/i] hot." She tried not to be too rough on the much smaller girl sheathing her cock...but her excitement was growing faster than the tempo of her breath. It was hardly surprising that she was the first to peak, not even attempting to keep her climax quiet this time. Just before she burst, her back legs crept forward a half step and she firmly pushed her knot through Diya's entrance. The smaller girl cried into Nayeli's throat...and climaxed right behind the Sha'khari whose milk was now pouring inside of her. "Oh, harder son!" Tuli begged aloud at the sound of orgasms beside her, clearly drawing close to her own peak already, "Harder! Faster! Oo-[i]ooo![/i]" She nearly screamed as she hit her climax, walls clenching around Kylan's dick as it was rammed mercilessly into her again and again. Despite the throes of her passion, and subsequent lack of breath, the experienced Lioness somehow managed to continue sweetly and softly caressing her daughter's muffin. Red-cheeked and aroused, Nayeli broke the kiss and laid her head down beside Diya's, groaning with the building pressure between her thighs, where her mother's fingers danced delightfully around her pearl. "Oh! Please, Mom! Don't stop!" Tuli was happy to oblige, but it was Kylan who cried out next, and Tuli clenched her walls around him at the last second as she felt him emptying into her, cooing encouragements to the little male and her daughter at the same time. Perhaps not surprisingly, Oro was the last to break. Nayeli finally grit her teeth, sucking air through them in a hiss to avoid hurting Diya's ears as her climax washed through her, setting her tail to waving in the air and her walls fluttering, yearning for her husband to fill her. Sarahi, just beginning to recover her breath, reached down to rub her wife's back soothingly, and chuckled at her husband's continued, determined assault on Kylan's poor tail. "Easy, dear," she cooed, "He's only half your size." "Easy...nothing!" Kylan insisted between gasps, "Go...harder! Lovin'...it..." Seizing the smaller male's hips in both hands, Oro pulled him back roughly against his groin with a growl, finally reaching his own peak. He was arguably the quietest climax of the group...and pulled out while he was still only partway through it, spilling the last few spurts against Kylan's rump. The delighted Feline only cooed appreciatively. Tuli giggled as best she could between breaths, patting her daughter's rump as Nayeli lay across her belly. "I think he's...had enough, dear. Better take him...while he's still...awake." "Well [i]I[/i] haven't," Sarahi insisted, carefully withdrawing from Diya and rolling onto her own back, splaying her legs and stretching her arms above her head, "Give me just another minute...and I'll take [i]all three[/i] of you!" Nayeli giggled good-naturedly as she got her feet under her, giving her mother a quick, final kiss, and another to Sarahi. Then, taking Oro's arm, the couple retreated to their own room with no small amount of relief... The instant the door closed behind him he was, unsurprisingly, off for the bathroom. Nayeli smiled sympathetically, and followed close on his heels, catching his wrist as he turned toward the shower. Shaking her head, she started the water running in the tub. "I know it's just because you keep this reserved for Sarahi, but I haven't gotten to share a bath with you yet. Come here," she urged, sliding down into the ceramic floor and patting the space between her knees. The water was barely up to her ankles yet. With a shrug, her Rabbit stepped over the rim, seating himself with his back to her in the spot she'd indicated, and reached for the soap. "Ah-ah," she caught his hand, bringing it back to his belly with her own and pulling back gently on his shoulder with the other, until he deigned to lean back against her. "Wait until there's enough water to bother. I'll take good care of you then, I promise. You just sit back and relax now." Oro frowned, exhaling slowly, but answered, "Thank you," and let his arms rest on the sides of the tub and his back rest comfortably against her, while she ran her fingers idly over his strong chest and tummy and waited for the water to finish rising. When it got up to just under his pectorals, he kicked the handle to shut it off, and Nayeli worked a good lather onto her hands before plunging them below the water, going straight for the area she knew [i]felt[/i] most dirty to him, and that he most badly wanted washed. "You were good down there," the Lioness mused softly into his sensitive ears, "I know it's not really your thing, and I think I understand why better than most would, so I know how hard you worked to include everyone, and make them all feel accepted. That's not usually how you do things. I'm proud of you," she promised, nuzzling the side of his neck as her hands worked over his exhausted "carrot". "But I can't help wonder," she confessed, gently bouncing the soft flesh in her fingers, "Given all that attention...do I still excite you at all, when it's just you and me? I don't take it personally, since you never seem particularly eager on [i]any[/i] night, regardless of who's involved, but there was a time I imagined you'd be much more excited to have me alone and naked in a room of our own." "Gods forgotten, you have no idea how fucked up it is," he groaned, laying his head back on her shoulder and briefly clenching his fists on the rim of the tub, "I never asked for this, and that wasn't even the kind of thing I fantasized about as a teenager, though I know most guys probably would. But I am [i]over[/i] indulged, to the point it becomes more of a chore than a pleasure some nights." Nayeli kissed the side of his neck, her hands moving out to knead and smooth the fur of his thighs and belly around that over-worked region. "I'm sorry we work you so hard," she cooed sympathetically, "Like I said, I don't—" "‘S not your fault," he interrupted, "And not even the worst part. I'm just pointing it out to highlight how fucked-up I am. If I'd never gotten mixed up with that fucking witch, and just straight-out confessed to you and married you, we'd still have at least some of this problem." The Lioness quirked a brow at him, getting a fresh handful of soap to spread across his chest and arms. "Okay...[i]now[/i] I'm starting to take it a little personally, so I hope you'll finish explaining," she prompted, more curious than upset by this revelation. He looked like he was [i]trying[/i] to. Trying to organize his thoughts, and maybe curb a little of the natural venom that crept into his choice of words when he got worked up. "When we get done here," he started slowly, "I am definitely going to toss you on the bed. I could fuck you three times over, if you can stand it. Five, if you deliberately tempt my fetishes. Fuck yeah, you excite me," the Rabbit promised with a sigh, bowing his head as she worked a lather into the fur on top of and behind it, "I just can't let it show too much." Nayeli patted his head gently, and he dunked it to rinse the soap away, shaking the water back out of his long ears as he came back up. "Why not?" she asked, genuinely and not accusingly, when he seemed clear to listen again. Oro sighed. "You know you married a fucking monster, right? And I don't mean this," he pinched up a bit of the scarlet fur that now covered half of his arms, legs, ears, and the face she found so handsome. Turning around in the tub, he slid himself to the opposite end, patting his chest to invite her to reverse their positions. With a knowing smile, the Lioness carefully turned her back to him and slid into place between his thighs, leaning her back against his strong chest and taking his hands to deliberately rest them on her breasts. He fondled them appreciatively for a second before reaching for the soap. "I'm too fucking aggressive," he growled more softly, "Whenever you flash that ‘come-and-get-it' smile, or wave that pretty tail at me, my immediate instinct is to jump you, pin you down, and pound you until neither of us can feel our legs anymore. Hard. Fast. Squeezing every fucking soft part of you that I can reach until you squeal." His hands were a stark contrast to his words as they slipped gently between her legs, carefully caressing each crease, smoothing out the fur of her muff, and her thighs, and her belly above them. Nayeli's head leaned against his shoulder, one of her hands resting lightly on his cheek while he spoke and the other between her breasts, waiting for him to come back to them. He was shameless in his touch, sparing no space within his reach that he thought might need the touch of soap, but each contact was cautiously soft, and sensuously smooth. "If I just let go and did as I please...I would hurt you," he confessed through grit teeth, "Because I'm a fucking monster. I don't want to do that. I love you. Really. It's hard to rein it in, though. I have a mental picture of a fucking wild-eyed, nine-headed, slavering dog on a leash that I can barely hold back," he chuckled a little at his own dramatization, "So I over-correct, and end up paying more attention to keeping myself in check than responding to your affection." Nayeli chuckled, too, stretching out her legs and rolling onto her belly, using his shoulders to keep herself held at eye-level with him. "Do you know what I think?" she asked, smiling fondly at him as their eyes met, "I think you're too harsh with yourself. Maybe you [i]are[/i] a ‘wild-eyed, nine-headed, slavering dog'...but you're also the one holding it back. That kind of self-restraint is rare, and admirable. I think most men would have let it loose, no matter how small or big, gentle or savage, with hardly a thought for their lover." She kissed his lips gently, and kept her forehead pressed to his when she continued, "You may be naturally brutal, but you're also naturally kind. I hope that, someday, you can resolve that paradox. Until then...thank you for the consideration." "Shut the fuck up," he mumbled, unable to suppress a grin, and hid it by returning her affection, "You don't get to...talk about..consideration...you fucking forgiving...selfless...sacrificing—" She interrupted the alternating kisses and compliments with a laugh, getting her knees and her balance under her. "[i]You[/i] shut up," Nayeli teased, pushing his chest playfully, "I think it's about time you kept that promise to ‘toss me on the bed' and ‘fuck me three times over'. I am [i]definitely [/i]going to try for five," she winked, then giggled to see that somewhere in that exchange his carrot had firmed up quite nicely. The Lioness had [i]barely[/i] finished drying out her hair, and her Rabbit may have still been a touch soggy, when he scooped her up with one arm behind her back and the other behind her knees, carrying her into the bedroom. She purred against his strong chest, easily handling her like her weight was hardly a consideration, and squealed cutely when he [i]actually[/i] tossed her the last couple of feet onto the mattress. "Hey," she purred again as he loomed over her, crawling onto the bed between her knees, which she curled up to tuck right behind his arms, "It's not the kind of love-making I like, I'll admit...but I think I'll live through one night, if you want to [i]really[/i] cut loose," she offered, caressing his cheeks with her hands and his lips with her tongue. "Mm...probably," he agreed, kissing first the tongue and then her nose, "You're pretty tough in your own right. But not tonight. Not on our anniversary. This is supposed to be about [i]us[/i]," Oro slid both arms underneath her, holding her to him as his hips aligned with hers and his carrot found her garden with the ease of habitual practice. "Heh...you should probably watch out around my birthday, though. It's ‘mine', so I don't feel so bad about being selfish for it." "Oooh, yes," she cooed, bouncing her hips against his tip invitingly, then gasped in breathless praise as he thrust into her...