I Made You Cookies

Ariko knocked on the door, cookies in hand--far too many for one person.

They were her apology. Not that she really knew what she was apologizing for. She never did. Nari just seemed to decide she was mad at her. But after two months of living together, Ariko had learned one thing: arguing was just their way of communicating.

The door swung open.

Nari stood there, tail swishing violently, scowling like Ariko had just committed a war crime--until her eyes dropped to the plate.

Sugar cookies. Her favorite.

"W-What, you come to gloat?" Nari said, already drooling. "Bringing these to show off how you get to eat them and I don't, stupid wolf?"

Ariko watched her tongue swipe her lip, felt something twitch in her chest. She licked her own lips without thinking.

The cookies looked good--but being a good dog meant giving, not taking.

"Ha! Stupid cat," Ariko said, grinning, her voice proud and rough. "I made these for you, as an apology. For the dishes. So shut up and stop drooling like an idiot already."

Nari's tail froze mid-swish. Her ears perked. Ariko's own ears twitched in response--sensing it. The tension. The sudden heat. Nari's cheeks were flushed, her crop top clinging to her, shorts riding high enough to flash the curve of her pale ass as she shifted.

Not that Ariko noticed.

Nari grabbed the plate, shoved her back, and slammed the door in her face.

"If you're going to be like that, then I'm not sharing!" she yelled through the wood. "Stupid dog!"

Click. Locked.

Ariko blinked. The last thing she saw before the door shut was that jiggle.

Her brain finally rebooted.

"H-Hey! Wait! Let me in!"

"No! I'm busy. And you suck."

But Nari's shadow didn't move. She was still standing there. Ariko's ears picked up the faint sound of fabric shifting. A breath, strained and high. She stilled.

"...What is that cat doing?" she muttered.

They argued back and forth, Ariko's clawed finger slowly working the lock.

And then--

A small, breathy moan. Clear as day.

Something snapped. Heat surged low in her belly, her thighs pressing tight.

"Nari, you're impossible," she whispered, ears burning. "No thank you. No nothing. We were supposed to watch a movie."

Her hand slipped into her jeans, teeth gritted as she listened--chasing the sound of Nari's voice rising in soft, stuttering whimpers.

She pressed her ear to the door, lips parting.

They both knew it now.

This wasn't subtle anymore.

"Nari, you aren't responding. What's wrong?" Ariko asked, her tone a bit more commanding. She slowly teased her clit as she listened to the catgirl on the other end.

"Nari?" she said again, more forcefully.

"W-What? I'm eating cookies."

"I know what you're doing."

Silence. Then the door clicked.

Nari unlocked it herself. She was actually inviting Ariko in.

She tensed, instincts firing rapidfire. She wanted to burst in and scissor Nari until they both passed out. She wanted to fingerfuck her so hard her eyes rolled back.

Instead, she took a deep breath, removed her hand from her pants, and opened the door.

Nari looked at her defiantly. That expression drove her mad. Somewhere deep down, she knew this would happen.

"How often do you masturbate to my voice, Nari?" Ariko asked. "You don't have to stop. I'm right here now. And you owe me--for making me horny."

"O-Owe you!? What the hell are y--mmh!"

Ariko blocked her mouth with a kiss. The fire building in her stoked even more as her hands roughly gripped Nari's waist.

"You taste good," Ariko said, eyes glazed. "I want to taste you more, Nari."

Nari didn't just fail to resist--she eagerly, hungrily kissed her back. Her tail wrapped around Ariko's lightly muscled, plump thighs as she felt the wolf girl's weight press on her. She felt like she had no control, like she was at Ariko's mercy.

And despite everything in her bratty nature denying it, she was so wet she could barely stand it.

Something both of their senses picked up on.

Nari finally gave in. "I can't fucking help it. I can't help but feel hot every time I see you--your stupid toned body, the look in your eyes..."

She trailed off, Ariko kissing her again, a strand of spit parting between them.

"Like now--how can I not want you to fuck me when you look at me like that?"

Ariko's breathing grew heavier. She moved her hand from Nari's hips to her ass. One hand traced her crotch from behind, slowly pushing away the fabric of her shorts and feeling her soft, plump pussy lips.

Nari moaned loudly, the touch making her shiver. She pulled Ariko into a tight hug.

"Nari. I'm not letting you go now."

Ariko pushed a finger in.

Nari squealed, holding her tighter as her body kept shivering with each of Ariko's movements. Her toned, strong hands felt divine compared to what Nari had been doing to herself. She already felt close--just from the situation itself. She whimpered and moaned as Ariko fingered her, placing tender kisses along her lips, her cheek, her jaw--never breaking eye contact.

"You're mine now."

Just before climax, Nari's grip on Ariko's shoulders tightened. She was practically dragged to the bed, the soaked mess between her legs dripping. She'd never been this wet before. Her eyes widened in disbelief as Ariko practically tore her clothes off.

She lay there--petite, pale, body flushed--loomed over by the shadow of Ariko's own.

They both wondered the same thing: how bad will she be broken?

Ariko stripped slowly, letting Nari watch. She'd always noticed the way the cat stared when she came home from the gym. Her brown skin glistened with small beads of sweat as her heat-fueled mind boiled over.

"You're being good, Nari. Keep your eyes on me."

She climbed onto the bed, pulling Nari's leg high and locking hers around it. The moment their folds met, they both gasped.

Eyes still locked.

"Fuck, fuck... Ariko..." Nari panted. "I'm gonna cum already--your weight pressing down on me, it's--"

"Not yet."

Ariko slowed to an agonizing grind, shifting to her side so their faces were closer, but she still had control over the rhythm. Her soft flesh rubbed against Nari's. She kissed her, slowly building the momentum.

The kissing pushed them both closer, faster. Nari shook as she squirted, legs quaking as she came hard from Ariko's sudden intense movement--but she didn't let her relax. She kept grinding.

"S-Stupid... wolf... stop... don't stop... don't... ruin me."

Her eyes were pleading, overwhelmed, trying to keep up.

They got lost in each other, covered in shared sweat and slick. Ariko teased Nari's nipples with one hand. They grabbed each other's breasts, moaning into each other's mouths.

"I-I'm really at my limit, Ariko. Please... one last time..."

Ariko grunted, lifting herself. She pushed Nari's legs upward, getting on top. Just before she mounted her, she leaned down and sucked on her perky breast, licking in slow circles. Then she ground in hard. Rough, hungry.

Their desires melted together. Nari moaned loudly, overwhelmed. Ariko's breathy moans reached a peak. She began to cum--but she didn't stop. She rode it out as long as her body allowed.

"I want to do more," she whispered. "But I'm tired."

Ariko snuggled in close. "You're annoying... but I love you, Nari."

Nari gasped. Their eyes met again. She struggled to say it back.

"I hate you, stupid wolf," she muttered. "But I love you so much... it scares me. How could I have grown to love someone I only ever argue with?"

"It's fun, isn't it?"

She gently patted Nari's head as they drifted off to sleep.