Toofy Ch. 07

"Toofy is Sai's." The cat said stubbornly, but with a hint of playfulness that suggested the succubus just needed to try a little harder if she wanted that kind of admission.

Playing hard to get, when they were already fucking. Elia smiled at her mistress' attitude.

"Do you want Elia to bite you?" She gave a playful threat, as if she was going to punish the neko.

"Mmm." The cat purred, "Don't bite her..."

It was entirely unconvincing, and all the encouragement that Elia needed. She gave a gentle hickey to the cat's neck, teeth just pressing firmly and no further.

Toofy moaned loudly, "She... She's... Cumming!"

The succubus reached backwards, fingers gracing the outsides of her mistress' folds, drawing up slowly before she tasted them. She gave a little shudder, "So sweet, my mistress."

The cat became liquid underneath her, rolling over as if she could not be grasped, before seizing Elia's horns and flipping her onto her back, just like last time.

Elia groaned as she felt her head pushed into the bed, dainty little claws firmly grasping her sensitive growths. The cat pushed their mouths together, and the forked tongue quickly found the rough one, wrapping around it and trying to go further down Toofy's throat.

The cat's tail batted at one of her hands, and Elia finally did what her mistress wanted and pushed a finger inside her dripping snatch... Well, just the one knuckle.

Unable to speak with the two of them so wrapped up together, all Toofy could do was growl at her. The desperation for more growing, as Elia fed off the frustration.

The tip of her finger moved gently within the warm slickness of the neko, as the two of them continued to makeout as if they needed each other more than air.

Toofy's breasts crushed up against her own, so that with every purr and growl Elia felt it inside her own chest. The two of them separated only by her mistress' clothes, her own only ever being a glamour.

Elia let out a moan into her mouth as the soft and furry tail wrapped her own strong and leathery one, Toofy's hands departing her horns to move between the bed and her back, pulling them tighter against each other.

She rewarded the neko with a second knuckle, but no more. Elia had no idea who was in charge anymore, and she didn't care.

She just wanted this sensation to last.

The two of them, completely interlocked, completely vulnerable, and completely overcome by the desire of the other. Only looking to make the other moan louder and louder.

Her tongue retreated as she gasped, "I'm... Fuck... Going to..."

"Cum." The one on top demanded, "Cum for Toofy."

She shook her head, fighting it, and finally pushed her finger all the way in and instantly began a frantic assault. "Not... Until... I make you!"

The cat's eyes glowed down at her as she groaned, "Oh, shit, shit. Little Saia. That's it... Oh! Toofy's...! She's close!"

"Cum with me." Elia begged, "Together."

The cat kissed down her neck, "Faster. Deeper. Yes! That's... Oh, Saia!"

The succubus groaned, knowing what was coming and that she wouldn't be able to hold out much longer even if it didn't happen. "I'm... I'm going to cum for you. Please. Mistress. Please!"

The neko's orgasm was violent. Her forehead hit Elia's, as her stomach rolled down in a massive arch. Her tail tried to go taut, yanking on the one it was intertwined with.

Elia felt her finger become completely immobilised as the walls of her neko's pussy enveloped it, squeezing so tight she was scared something might break.

A dam burst, flooding down her finger, and over her hand. The liquid dripping down to land across her own cunt. Slowly, ever so slowly, running down around her own folds.

Elia felt the cat's head shift to the side, expecting it to fall into the bed, but instead finding the needle-like teeth puncturing her flesh. She screamed out in ecstasy as her mistress marked her, again.

Her orgasm hit her, and she find herself pressing upwards into the cat who was still pushing down. Their cries mimicking each other in a pure and unrepentant joy.

Elia collapsed onto the bed, muscles weak and body spent. She felt a little overfull, content, with what she had eaten. Gorged herself on. Her glittering red eyes looking at the equally limp body splayed across her with desire.

Her tail wrapped around Toofy's waist, and she kissed gently at her neck, whispering quietly, "I love you, mistress."

Toofy kissed her cheek, "She knows, precious one. She knows, and adores her Little Saia."

Elia took a deep breath and sighed, "I need a few minutes before I go fuck with Isaac's head."

"Not going anywhere." The cat purred contentedly, still lying across her, "We have time, precious."

She turned her head, surprised, as a single tear rolled down the cheek opposite from Toofy. She didn't understand why she was crying, only that it made her feel weak.

Why was being called precious so meaningful to her?