Lila Carpenter awoke a little disoriented that Friday morning.
She wasn't quite where she thought she should be.
Lila knew she was within the home she was now sharing with her boyfriend Lance Knight, but instead of being within the comfortable bed of the master bedroom, she was lying on the living room rug with her lover.
Not that she particularly minded that, because the weretigress also found herself curled up within the paws of her love.
"Good morning darling," said Lance, expressing a big, toothy werepanther smile across his muzzle before kissing her. "Did you sleep well?"
"With you? Always!" she answered, putting her arms around him. "What time is it?"
"A tad after 6. Since we never made it to the bedroom, I didn't set the alarm, but nature got me up anyway. Did you know you purr in your sleep?"
"No. Really?" she asked, staring deeply into Lance's feline eyes. "How did I sound?"
"It was a happy purr of contentment," he replied, before kissing her again.
"Considering I'm with the man I love..." said Lila, once the kissing stopped. "If it matters, no one has ever told me I purr in my sleep before. But I know why I did," she added, while running a paw across his furry back.
"Understandable. Every moment with you is a joy for me too. Which reminds me. I want to ask you something."
"What?" He can't be about to propose to me now. Can he? Lila wondered, knowing that after he accidentally called her "Mrs. Knight" before falling asleep in her arms at the hospital the other night, Lance did intend to pop the question at some point.
"How do you feel?"
"How do I feel about what?" she asked, needing clarification.
"After you found poor Debbie's body yesterday when Julie Stovall escaped, I've been worried about you."
"That's sweet," replied Lila, snuggling up closer to him. "It was just the traumatic shock of coming upon a lifeless corpse, especially that of someone I knew and even talked to earlier that morning. I have seen death before, but never in regards to a living were."
"Oh?"
"Except for the occasional rabbit or mice hors d'oeuvres, I've always been a catch and release huntress. Rick and my father have always been the big hunters in the family, but only when they needed to bag something to help out the family pantry."
"I see," replied Lance. "Well, Benton will never admit this, but my father has fed us a few rabbits in my time too. I've always been the catch and release type when it comes to hunting though, but I've never tried mice hors d'oeuvres."
"They're good with the right sauce, but you want them less than a year old, and avoid rats entirely. Too gamy."
She's serious, realized Lance. "What say we hunt ourselves some breakfast down at The Local Diner before we're due back at the Elders' Council?"
"I can go for that, but there's something else I want first," replied Lila, as she reached a paw down between Lance's legs.
"You're insatiable," he observed, even as he felt his werepanther penis being seductively stroked.
"Only for you my love. Only for you," purred Lila, before rolling Lance on his back and mounting him.
"I've still got about 2 hours of coverage left from yesterday's werepanthress birth control pill before I need to take today's, so let's make the moment count, because I've got the feeling it's going to be another long day," she added, even as she thrilled at the sensation of his barbed cock stroking her vagina tunnel as she began to ride him.
"About that," began Lance, even as he started caressing her breasts, "if no one else suggests it first, I'm going to suggest to Tachibana that after we conclude Stovall's Statute 1-A proceedings that we recess for the weekend and start fresh with her murder trial on Monday. We can all use a break and besides, you still have yet to meet my parents." And I still need to somehow sneak off and go engagement ring shopping if I'm gonna propose to you Christmas morning.
"Sounds good to me Lance, but right now, less talk and more action," suggested Lila.
"With pleasure darling," purred Lance, as he started meeting her motions with his own thrusts in earnest.
It wasn't long before the happy couple experienced the sexual bliss of mutual orgasms together.
Soon Lila, spent but happy, laid upon her boyfriend's chest and kissed him all over.
"I love you Lance," she purred between kisses.
"And I love you darling," he said, holding her close and relishing the warmth of Lila's body against his and the feeling of fur to fur contact between them.