When Rebecca Ahlberg returned to Gunnar's Aim three evenings after her time with the Rattican, Silenus, she was wearing a long dark blue dress with one shoulder bared. Her hair was up, braided and curled around her head, exposing her lovely neck.
Gunnar waved her to the corner stool when he saw her enter and watched, amused, as the crowd parted for her as she regally glided across the floor. She smiled at some of the patrons, well aware of the pheromones some of the crowd were releasing, intentionally or otherwise.
Once on the bar stool, Gunnar smiled at her as he fixed her a drink. "I'm glad to see you return," he said, placing the glass in front of her. "You know that you can have five days between the visits?"
She nodded before sipping her drink. Smiling, she said, "I know, Gunnar." She touched his arm, and he felt a jolt.
He stared at her for a moment, then he recognized her. "Does He know that you're here?"
She nodded, a faint smile on her lips and a twinkle to her blue eyes. "He does. As long it doesn't interfere with my duties, I have his blessing. To play." She giggled at his expression, then settled her now empty glass onto the bar. "I'm ready whenever you are, Gunnar."
He nodded, waved to one of the other bartenders, then walked around the end of the bar. She stood and took his proffered arm. Moving to the hall leading to the room, he mentioned, "You know, every male is staring at you. They have been since you entered to door."
She laughed softly. "Same as last time, Gunnar. If it bothered me, I wouldn't be here."
At the door of the room, he smiled at her. "You, and your sisters, have never been shy or retiring." He opened the door and let her enter.
Before he closed the door, she said. "If any of us are ever shy or retiring, it's an act." He laughed as he left her there.
Again, Becky moved through the suite before taking off her dress and lingerie, hanging them carefully in the closet before removing a blue satin robe from its hanger. She placed her heels in the closet, too, then retired to the sofa, sitting there with her feet under her. She picked up her tablet and started to read the novel she had been enjoying.
About ten minutes after she had settled onto the sofa, there was a soft knock on the door. She rose and when she opened the door, the first thing that she saw were the tips of a pair of white ears. She looked down and smiled, stepping back to allow the creature to enter the room.
He was a Leporidan, looking similar to an Earth rabbit, but standing at 4'-8" from the floor to the tips of those white ears. He stepped in and closed the door behind him.
Boldly he looked her up and down before whistling. "Damn! You *are* a hot one!" He started to walk around her, but she moved to keep him in front of her. "Listen, Toots. I can't look you over completely if you keep movin' around!"
"Toots?" she was amused and stopped moving.
"Yer name ain't Toots?"
"No!" she laughed. "My name is Becky." He moved around her, making appreciative noises as he did so.
"Well, then, Becky," he said, coming to a stop before her. "My name's Momir! Pleased to meetcha!" He offered her a hand.
She took it in hers and he looked at her as her hand completely covered his. He gulped slightly, then smiled, his incisors shining in the soft light. "You, madame, are gorgeous!"
She smiled in return. "Why, thank you, Momir! Shall we sit and chat for a few moments?"
"Of course, of course! Lead the way!"
Still holding his hand, she shifted from a shaking grip to gentle, simple, holding his hand. He followed her lead easily, staying with her until she lowered herself on the sofa. She patted beside her, and he smiled. Hopping slightly, he landed on her lap instead, putting his arms around her neck.
"I can chat like this if you'd like!" He moved his face towards her neck. "Or, I can chat like this." He softly nibbled on the soft skin on the side of her neck, causing her to moan.
"You move quickly, Momir," she said softly. She ran a hand across the back of his neck, then up his head until stopping at base of his ears. "May I?"
He moved his mouth away. "Certainly!"
She caressed his ears gently, running her hand up one, then the other, with her thumb on the inside and her forefinger on the outside. This caused him to moan before he pulled away slightly. "Perhaps I should undress?"
She released him, allowing him to hop to the floor, before he quickly pulled off his vest and pants. She leaned back on the sofa and looked at him. He smiled at her again. "Would you show me yourself? Please?"
"Of course," she said softly, undoing the robe, then standing up, allowing the satin robe to puddle around her feet. She reached out and gently caressed his ears again, knowing that it was turning him on. He moved closer to her and stooped slightly.
She felt his warm breath on her mound, and then a soft lick across the top of it. "Your hair is more gold than red."
"Do you like it?"
He just nodded, then she spread her legs slightly as his tongue further down, swiping completely over her pussy lips. She moaned and he chuckled, slipping his tongue just inside.
Becky stopped caressing his ears as she spread her legs more, allowing him to bury his face deeper between her thighs. He was licking her all over while she gently held his head in place. Her moans were getting louder as his teeth brushed against her erect clit. She pulled him away, gasping as a red flush moved up her chest.
"What's wrong?" he asked, his quivering nose covered with her pussy juice, which he quickly cleaned with his tongue.
"Oh, nothing's wrong." She took in a deep breath. "I just don't want to cum while standing up." She laughed weakly. "I'm afraid I'll fall and hurt you."
"Oh!" He looked at her. "That'd be a wonderfully terrible way to go!"
She giggled, then moved to the bed, where she sat on the edge with her legs spread. "You do have a wicked sense of humor, Momir!"
He grinned.
"Now come here and eat my pussy properly!"
He went eagerly, his soft hands playing over her thighs as she watched him through nearly closed eyes. His tongue moved over her inner thighs, lightly scratching her with its rough surface.
He nuzzled all around her pussy, licking and kissing at her, his small hands caressing her. She felt his fingers pulling her lips apart, and the fingers of one hand began to tease her as he gently sucked on her erect clit. He stuck one finger into her, slowly pushing in and out, then a second finger joined the first.
Becky sighed as both fingers moved around inside her pussy, and she enjoyed the feelings Momir was giving her. Soon, he added a third finger, then his thumb. He began fucking her with his hand, causing her to begin humping in response to his movements. He ran his fingers around the interior of her pussy, lightly teasing her with just the tips of his claws.
