Thread: The Free Use Act (Mission Foxxy x Umbral Badger)

It was quite easy to tell that Nicki was warming up to the action, as he was all but unreactive to the kiss. His lips slipping a bit wider, to meet the femboy's, and, surprisingly-enough, his tongue bridged the gap as well, fencing with the neko's still-yet timidly. When they parted from the longer kiss, the hybrid whistled in some air, admiring the sight of the effeminate male getting all the more comfortable. If the hardened throbbing of what lay in his slacks was implication-enough, the male was quite turned-on, by the facade-tossing male straddling his lap. That flowery scent of sweet perfume, his smaller, but more aggressive frame up against Nicki's own... It was clear that the foreigner was prompt to be in the mood. But when it came to the femboy suddenly darting in to lay a sucking kiss on his neck, the result was a bit less-so expected. Close enough was he, to the fluffy puff of white down that settled like fure in the hollow of the male's neck-meets-chest, that Sydney could catch the soft, yet almost spicy scent of it. Almost a musk really, alluring with the way it tanted at the senses with an experience yet to be enjoyed. An aspect of the Manticore side, it could only help in enflaming the femboy's libido. And all the more so, when he gave Nicki's neck the light-rough treatment. Instantly, the dragonic's body tensed slightly, and his body contorted enough to arch his back from the seat. A hiss of a breathe was whisked out, edging on a light groan, until that popping sound slipped in amongst the queerly wet noises brought on by Vivian across-the-way. After all, that large minotaur shaft wasn't the easiest to fit in a mouth. Of course, Nicki would be reminded of that, by following Sydney's gaze, managing not to blush a bloody red this time, however. Except for when the compliment hit in that explanation, where-as his eyes sought futile refuge from the sight that barraged him. ...I see... , was all that he murmured, before blustering a murmured nothing in surprise as he was tugged forward to meet the femboy's far more impassioned kiss. Unprepared this time, Nicki only fenced against Sydney within his own mouth tongue entwirling, circling, and even sucking lightly upon the neko's questing appendage. Like shedding a skin to reveal someone all the more primal, it appeared the the effeminate male also decided to rid himself of patience. But at the sight of sultrily lacy panties, Nicki blinked in surprise. Another blink of surprise at the manhood that jutted free a moment later. Not at the piece, of course, but at the size of course expecting smaller from such an effeminate male. But, a good surprise, it seemed, as when it came to his own bulge being unleashed, Sydney would find his hand practically slapped away by the schaft that sprung free. He was definitely above average. Not even close to encroaching on the grounds that was Abe, but for a male of any typical species, he was a hung boy indeed. It was a wonder that Sydney could fit his hands around them both, and even more so to start jacking them off at speed. It was the second bite, however, that set Nicki off. With him being freed during the same action as the neko's hungry kiss, this left him with stimuli only enhanced when teeth met his neck. This time, the reaction was all the more pronounce head tilting to the side, to let loose a squeak of a moan that drew on for the entire moment that spike of illustrious pain that only a hickey could draw, dawned on his neck. His hands, having been resting on the femboy's thighs, slid quickly forward, and around, cupping the male's pert ass. Fingers grasped tightly, groped, and then with a force that denied his timidity, drove the neko closer. With Nicki and his own manhood firmly in their grasp, it provided a platform for the two to rub slickly against one-another, wetted slightly by the precum that both dropped steadily. Now, there was something to be said, about the force behind his grasp. Being of draconic and demonic heritage, he was strong. Quite, so, it seemed, with how little Sydney weighed to begin with, it was like he weighed quite-literally nothing to Nicki. And the tension, that almost humming electricity stored in the legs that the femboy rested over, bespoke a power that would have the feminine male truly rutted, should Nicki choose his high-back-road. His response to the neko's double-bladed question--with silver and gold eyes peeing right back into those emerald depths--came smooth, if not with a husky tone that he didn't hold before. ...You people... , a pause, and his arms began to flex regularly, bringing the effeminate male's hips down and in, rubbing the undersides of their members erotically together between his hands. ...really seem to get to the point, too quickly. Time is money, but, you aren't being paid right now. Did you... , another pause, and another forced roll of those hips. ....Just forget how good, other... stuff ... , on this pause and lusty grind, the male threw his own hips into it, and thrusted that throbbing schaft of his own up through Sydney's hand, In doing so, a particular short shot of his pre laced up over the trap's fingers. ...Can be? It was clear now, with half-lidded eyes of lusty abandon, and the fashion in which he began rubbing himself together with Sydney, that the femboy had hit on a spot far too sensitive. Or just right, as some might have it. The foreigner's fingers dug into that pert ass, scratched lightly, and tugged, their members held in the embrace of the femboy's dexturous hand, stroking against one-another in a curved, sliding path upwards.