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The smell of coffee in the breakroom stirred the panther from his daze. Bloodshot eyes and a sore ass called for a certain potion to grant Kay the patience to work through the next three hours. Ho boy. Moving from his desk was like swimming through water and the only way to remove that sensation would be coffee. Running his hand through his white shock of hair, he pulled back from his desk. With a brief yawn, he moved for the breakroom with his mug in hand.
The breakroom wasn't fancy but it served its purpose and right now that purpose was behind a gorgeous cheetah. Sydea was a few years older than him. She was an accounts manager and probably the best one that the company ever had. She was dressed in a dark suit jacket and a short skirt that showed off her legs. And what a pair of legs they were.
Stepping up beside her, Kay's tail brushed past hers.
"Hey, Sydea," he purred.
"Kay," she sipped her coffee, walking away from the pot. "Fresh pot here for you."
Kay quirked an eyebrow, grabbing the pot--still warm from the cheetah's paw. "That's all you have to say?" He laughed, pouring himself the steamy liquid as dark as his fur. "Acting like this weekend didn't happen."
She snorted in response. The cheetah sipped her coffee, eyes closed to enjoy the dark roast.
"It was just a date, Kay. It's not like it was really serious."
The panther poured a splash of cream into his coffee, stirring it without looking away from her. He remembered their evening, the dinner, the night after. He was pretty sure that just where her white shirt stopped above her breast he could see the faint shadow of the words that he had written on her that night. When they woke up the next morning, she stared at him like he wasn't really there. "I don't know, you sure acted like it was serious when I was still there in the morning."
"Surprised and serious are two very different things," Sydea leaned back against the Formica, claws rapping against it. "What's all this about?"
The panther shrugged, his piercing green eyes running up along the spots that disappeared beneath her skirt. "I thought that I deserved at least a little more than a hello. Maybe, how are you instead of just talking about the coffee?"
She snickers, brushing a thumb over her cheek. "It is good coffee." She winks, those eyes lighting up with a look he remembered well from that night. "Besides, I never had the chance to say hello before you got butt hurt."
His ears went down for a moment and he sauntered up to her. "Well, then I owe you an apology, don't I?"
The seductive cheetah placed a paw on his chest, rubbing through the suit jacket he wore. "And how do you expect to apologize to me?" Her body radiated heat the closer their bodies got to each other.
Inter-office relationships weren't frowned upon but it was expected to stay outside of work. HR would come down hard if the two of them were found out--he should know, he was HR--but still Kay found himself drawn to the cheetah. He leaned into her ear and whispered. "Meet me in the bathroom to find out."
Sydea growled and bit the scruff of Kay's neck. Her jaw gave a firm tug back on it that left the once cocky panther breathless.
But the cheetah didn't care. Her silence filled the breakroom when she sauntered away from him--tail rubbing past his neck, turning his head along with it. Kay followed--a good little panther for her. It seemed perfectly natural that she should lead. She was hardly submissive in nature even when she chose to submit the cheetah was still in control. Rounding the corner, he saw her tail disappear behind the open door. He could practically see her wafting scent in the air, like a wispy cloud of smoke that led him on a trail to his goal.
Once inside, the panther padded down to a stall where he saw a familiar pair of legs. The rest of the room was quiet, giving them some privacy but even so, the location made being caught a very real possibility. That was probably why his cock was straining in the soft blend of his slacks. Sydea smiled at Kay when the door swung in.
"Fancy meeting you here," she grinned, eyes roaming down his body and making Kay feel downright objectified. There were worse fates.
"Oh hush," he growled, moving into the stall. They crashed; bodies cascading in motion. Her legs pushed up, hips rolling against his. The skirt ran up with his paw. A gliding path of soft fur beckoned Kay's paw to her crotch. He anticipated panties but instead found her bare fur. His shocked gasp was swallowed down, kissing him with a great fever. Two fingers pushed into her tight pussy and what was once soft paws turned into sharp claws.
"Oh, what's the matter?" Kay smirked. "I thought you were expecting this! I mean, after all, you're not even wearing panties you naughty thing."
The cheetah's eyes were closed, face contorted in pleasure that rocked through her entire being. "F-fuck you, you're the one who ambushed me before I could show you what I had in mind. I was planning on jumping you after work and using you for the night."
"A likely story." Kay shut her up with another kiss, his paws working on his zipper. It took a bit of work but he fished his thick shaft out from his pants. She groaned the second that it slapped against her thigh.
"Mmf. Careful where you stick that. Don't want to leave a stain for people to see."
He smirked, forcing her into another kiss. He even chuckled when she fought back, her tongue pushing into his mouth. Sydea's body pushed against his ebony member. Her folds glanced over his tip, spreading over it to leave it glistening. Strong arms lifted her off of the ground and pinned her up against the wall. The legs that he was ogling before were now locked behind his back.
Kay grunted and bit her neck, managing to speak through the flesh and fur. "Needy little thing, aren't you? Keep your mouth closed."
She opened her mouth, ready to speak but he pushed forward, leaving any snide or witty remark as a gasp. She leaned back, moaning at the sudden intrusion. Sydea clamped down, squeezing down on his cock. She rolled her hips, pulling more of his shaft into her body.
He responded in turn, pushing in deep, letting out a quiet growl. His hips ground into hers, rolling his body into hers, heavy balls falling out of his slacks.
"O-oh wow." Sydea whimpered when he flexed his cock inside of her. A tight grip clutched the panther's arms. "You're a cruel bastard."
"You know exactly how cruel I can be," the panther grinned, pulling back until she whimpered before slamming back in and making her squeal.
His hips were slow at the beginning, pumping away at her. He was lavishing in her snug pussy, feeling her squeeze down at him. He kept things at that pace, his balls pressed up against her labia. She groaned the deeper her got and her legs were squeezing around his waist so tight that Kay thought he was going to pass out. Feeling the pricks of claws on his flesh, the panther growled in her ear.
"Don't tear this suit! It's my favorite."
Sydea looked up at him. She opened her mouth, ready to spit out a retort to his cockiness but the only that that came was a gasp.
Her body arched when Kay pushed in hard, getting into their tryst. His pace was frantic. He didn't have the luxury of time and patience to really ride the waves up to the perfect crescendo. What they were doing was risky and could get the both of them fired but that wasn't a deterrent. In fact, whenever Kay thought that they could get caught his cock twitched.
Her face scrunched up each time he bottomed out. The intruding cock was terribly close to her cervix. He could feel her breath on his face with each needy whimper onto his rosettes. He held her close and all she did was moan for the thrusting panther. Her breath dampened his fur, heady pants filling the air until it was pierced by the squeak of the door opening.
The two froze, the air pierced by the sounds of a zipper and urine striking porcelain.
"Really?" Sydea growled low into Kay's ear. Her voice was so quiet even acute panther ears had difficulties. "I'm so close and you have to stop because of someone's fucking bladder?"
"Do you want to get caught?" He hissed back at her, grinding his shaft inside of the splayed cat.
"I want to cum," she clamped down on his cock, and rubbed her own clit.
Half a moan escaped her mouth before the panther silenced it in a kiss. Whatever response she might have had was cut down. Sydea writhed around, bucking her body back to the wall and forward to his body. She was a squirming, broken mess and only got worse when the panther's cock twitched inside of her. A sink's torrent of water could be heard and the door opened once more. The bathroom was silent. They were free to finish.
Kay was so close it hurt, so ready to burst inside of her that he felt light headed. He felt numb all over; mind shoving out any sensation except pleasure.
He was pumping away at her with wanton abandon, downright pounding away at her body, feeling her squealing on his face.
"Do it already! Please..." she panted. Drool fled from the corner of her mouth, eyes glazed over. She was barely able to form the words she managed but the panthers still felt a dominant swell of pride at fucking the cheetah into such a state of stupor. Their eye met and he could see it in her eyes, the burning need, it was powerful and horrible all at once.
His hips rammed forward--a cry leaving her mouth--and his cum fired into her twitching, peaking walls. She came on his cock, juices leaking all over his cock and fur, making it clear that no matter the outward appearance, the two would likely stink of the other one's finale. Kay filled her with ropes of cum that oozed out past his cock, running down his balls and dripping onto the floor in a puddle of evidence.
"Oh, hell," Sydea panted out. She let the moment pass, the beautiful sunny moment subside before gazing back at Kay. The cheetah smirked at him. Her chest heaved with her panting breaths, and Kay couldn't help but remember what her breasts looked and felt like from the few days prior when they were marked with the tall marks from his peaks inside of her. "That's an apology I could get used to."
Kay smirked, thankful that so far they hadn't been caught.
"Apology accepted then?"
Her tight walls squeezed around his shaft like a vice to trap it there.
"Apology accepted, indeed."
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