{Due to the increasing use of the jaguar language and Thomas's burgeoning proficiency in it, important translations will be listed in brackets}
"Good morning, conejito..." Thomas was woken from his peaceful sleep by a soft paw stroking his cheek, and his eyes opened to see a loving feline face looking up at him. Soft fur rubbed against him as the jaguar shifted her weight, stretching subtly without letting go of her mate.
"Good morning, mi corazon." Over the past week and a half, Kiana had managed to teach the human a bit of her own language, and that was his new favorite thing to call her. He reached one hand up and scratched right behind her ear, causing her to lean into his hand. "Are we feeling frisky this morning?"
"Mrrrrrrrrr," she groaned, stretching even more as she fully woke herself up. "Not that much... could I get a back rub?"
"Of course." With a little maneuvering, Thomas slid out from under his feline lover and came up to straddle her back, brushing his half-erection against her fur in the process. The constant intercourse and nude cuddling had dampened his body's reactions a bit, especially when it came to being so close to a naked woman, but he could still feel that spark of arousal inside his chest. He began kneading the muscles along her back just like she'd taught him to, pressing out the hard little knots with a firm use of his knuckles.
Kiana let out a hum of contentment, relaxing as her mate massaged her back; he was doing an even better job than she had on him, and his hands moved with the smooth firmness of a professional. "Mmmm, right there," she purred as he hit a hardened knot right on the edge of her shoulder blade. "You're a natural, conejito."
A small smile spread across the private's lips, driven by a gentle pride in his own actions. He liked pleasuring Kiana, both lewdly and conventionally, and hearing her gasp with painful pleasure was music to his ears. Eventually, he began moving down to her lower back, pressing on either side of her spine just how she'd shown him. However, before he could get too far down, he felt the jaguar begin to tense up, and he knew from experience she wanted something more. "Could you go a little lower?" she asked, and Thomas complied by moving down about a foot. "A little lower than that..." He quickly realized what she wanted, but he decided to beat around the bush just a bit; his hands slipped down a few more inches, stopping around stomach-level. "Lower..." This time he barely moved an inch, and a devilish smile crept across his face. "Come on, lower than that..."
"You mean like this?" Thomas slid backward so that he was kneeling above her thighs, then grabbed her furry buttcheeks like he owned them.
"No... like this!" Kiana suddenly whirled around, grabbing her human's wrist as she flipped onto her back. She then brought his fingers down to her groin, whereupon he flopped down beside her as he rubbed at her clit. As Thomas got a good rhythm going, the jaguar spread her legs and let out a sigh of contentment, a sigh that broke into a giggle as he buried his face in her chest. "Right there, conejito," she purred, running one hand through the back of his hair as he met her gaze.
As she began gradually getting wetter, Thomas traced a finger along her soft vulva before returning to her clit. "I thought you said you weren't feeling frisky?" he said, "If you want me to do something, you've just got to ask."
"Mmmm... but where is the fun in that?" Without warning, she suddenly grabbed him around the shoulders and flipped him onto his back, coming up on top with his hand clenched between her thighs. "I'd much rather take what I want," she playfully growled, "Especially from a conejito like you..." As she released his hand, the Jaguar grabbed his wrist and pinned it above his head, doing the same to his other wrist with her other paw in one swift motion.
"Oh? And what would you want from a little rabbit like me?" Thomas playfully flexed against his lover's grip; he didn't intend to break free, but he still felt that the jaguar was just as strong as him, if not stronger. The feeling of her wet lips grinding against his midsection made his erection throb with arousal, and the sight of her lush tits hanging over him made him want to reach up and grope her, but he was willing to play the part of the prey for now. Besides, he could tell from the glint in her eye she wanted to screw just as severely as he did.
"Maybe I want to take your life," she pondered, "It'd certainly be easy, just-" Suddenly, she lunged downward and took his throat in her teeth, biting down just enough to send a message. The sudden danger sent Thomas's heart racing, electrifying his nerves as primal fear. The fear quickly turned to excitement, however, and as Kiana let go of his neck, he thought he'd never felt more alive. She then licked across his cheek, lightly rubbing her sandpaper tongue against the private's stubble and stopping at his ear. "Maybe I want to take your flesh," she whispered into his ear, "You taste delicious, after all..." The jaguar punctuated her words by gently biting her human's earlobe, tugging just a bit before letting go. She then pulled back to gaze into his eyes, her feral demeanor betrayed slightly by the playful grin on her lips. "Or perhaps I want to take your seed," Kiana purred, "I've already taken tu virginidad, and I think you would make a good {sex slave}." Her grinding was getting more intensive, more heated, and her nethers were getting wetter by the second. "What do you say to that, conejito?"
Thomas mirrored her grin, bringing his arms up a bit more and threading them through the vine ropes holding the hammock-like bed up. "A beautiful huntress like you would lay with a lowly grunt like me? I must be the luckiest man in the world..."
With his hands tangled in the ropes, Kiana released his wrists to tenderly stroke his cheek with the back of one paw. "You just might be," she replied, "Catching me in the peak of my heat. You're so damn cute, there's no way I could've passed you up." With that, she raised her hips up a bit, backed up, and lowered herself down as her paw held his member straight. He slid in with a slight squelch, causing both human and jaguar to gasp with pleasure. Once his member was in to the hilt, squeezed on all sides by the jaguar's deliciously warm body, she began grinding her groin onto his, reaching back to fondle his balls with one paw. "Just relax, conejito, let me do the work."