This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially.
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Last Days of Summer
"Good morning, you two!"
Seated at the wooden breakfast table, the twin otters looked up in unison, whiskers quivering. While Jayne wore a large, white sun hat, even from their perch indoors where they could see out the massive windows spanning the length of the dining room, her brother wore only his swim trunks, which he found to be modest enough in their length and fit. They were not his usual style, however, and Jayne contrasted their flashiness with a sky blue bikini half-hidden beneath a net-like shirt that draped down to her tail and concealed almost nothing from the eye of the casual observer.
The wildcat, Cadman, who had greeted them so enthusiastically, bounded over as if he had springs loaded into his heels, dropping his light brown striped form into a chair opposite the twins. Behind the otters, the expanse of ocean that was the life of the Maldives glittered enticingly in the sun, water sparkling and dancing before his very eyes. He would be sad to leave this place.
Jayne leaned back on her chair, breakfast plate pushed to one side as she rested a paw on her brother's thigh. He shivered but otherwise did not react to her touch, though one could not speak for what was happening beneath the table.
"To what do we owe the pleasure?" Jayne murmured, lifting a cup of black tea to her lips. "We didn't think we'd see you around until a bit later on today."
The wildcat's blue eyes widened and he interlocked his fingers, elbows balanced on the perfectly white tablecloth. Swallowing his mouthful of pancakes - a special holiday treat for a body conscious otter - Sean chanced a smile, grazing feline's gaze with his own. It seemed silly to be so shy around the wildcat after they had spent several steamy nights together under the stars enjoying the pleasures of each other's bodies. Yet he was still anxious. He was unsure whether or not there was a spot on the island that they had not yet 'tainted' with Sean's mouth stretched wide around a thick, feline shaft. It was Cads' favourite thing to do with his new 'pet', as he so sweetly teased. The otter shivered.
Of course, Jayne had been there too. He and his sister always shared, without fail.
"Maybe the cat's been up to something."
Cads' reclaimed Sean's attention and fluttered his eyelashes at Jayne in a mockingly coy manner, mimicking how she loved to wind up passing males, the little tease. Though, to his knowledge, he was the only male that the twins had shared during the course of their hot holiday. Summer in the Maldives certainly led to rising lusts of the body, it could not be denied.
Jayne sipped her tea levelly, waiting for Cads to continue while Sean nibbled at fruit, teeth working quietly at the skin of a mango. Juice dribbled down his chin and he shifted, wiping it away with the back of his paw as he listened more patiently than his sister. Sean was better known for patience than Jayne, as the twins were often told.
"Are you going to let the 'cat' out of the bag then?" She raised an eyebrow. "Or not? You're very hush-hush about the whole thing. I'm starting to wonder if you're up to something...uncouth."
Cadman's tail lashed and he smiled serenely, paws folded in his lap, the very picture of innocence. Unbuttoning the top button of his loose, white shirt - designed for comfort over formality - the feline leaned forward over the table and licked his lips, drawing Jayne's eyes as she could not help but imagine that tongue playing over her sex and clit again, teasing her to an explosive climax.
"Should I? Or should I not?" He suggested, whiskers twitching. "I'm not sure if you should know what I have planned...yet."
Attention caught, Sean looked up, eyes bright and lips pulling up in a smile.
"Is it a surprise?"
The cat reached across the table confidently to take the smaller otter's paw in his, thumb rubbing over the back of Sean's fingers. Though he trembled, Sean did not pull away and blushed heavily beneath his fur. The wildcat has a strange effect on him that he did not understand just yet. Not quite. But he was getting there.
"Yes..." Cads considered a moment, winding his fingers between the otter's as if to ensure he could not draw his paw away. "It's a surprise."
Jayne chuckled, replacing her tea cup on the saucer with a light clink, silver spoon tapping the side with a drop of tea cradled in its belly from when she had used it to stir in sugar. Not that the female otter needed any additional sweetness, if the truth was told. She was as sweet as pie until she decided to 'spice' things up from her side of the board.
"Then perhaps we should adjourn to this 'surprise' and uncover what the big secret is?" She suggested. "Before my brother bursts with curiosity."
Jayne smiled, flashing her perfectly white teeth in a winning smile. Sean rolled his eyes and huffed through his nostrils, hardly swayed by her claim. He was not one to get riled up over an event that he could not control but he would not turn down any opportunity to spend more time with the otter. He'd found it hard to sleep that one night that Cads had preferred to be on his own, even curled up with Jayne snoring on his shoulder. He had missed the feline's fluff making his back too warm.
Though that could have been for a different reason altogether: Sean was all too aware that their time together on the island was short. After all, it was the last day of their holiday, for both parties. Once the day was over, it would be back to reality for all three of them.
