Sage didn’t let him take her immediately.

She slid off his lap with a wicked grin and disappeared into her closet, tails swishing behind her. Kael lay on her bed, chest heaving, cock standing rigid and aching in the cool air. The absence of her warmth was almost painful.

"Be patient," her voice floated from the closet. "Good things come to those who wait."

"I’ve never been patient in my life."

"I know. That’s what makes this fun."

When Sage emerged, Kael’s brain short-circuited.

She’d changed into a maid outfit—black and white, impossibly tight, with a skirt that barely covered her ass and a corset that pushed her breasts up until they threatened to spill over the top. A white headband sat in her golden hair, and she’d left the thigh-high stockings off, exposing bare legs that seemed to go on forever.

But the details were what made it devastating. The apron was sheer enough to see the shadow of her nipples beneath. The skirt had a slit up one side that exposed her hip every time she moved. And she’d left her tails out—nine golden appendages swaying behind her in slow, hypnotic waves.

"Well?" She did a slow turn, letting him see every angle. "Do you like it?"

Kael’s mouth opened. Closed. Opened again.

Sage’s smile turned smug. "I’ll take that as a yes."

She crawled onto the bed—slowly, the maid skirt riding up to expose the curve of her ass. Her tails spread out around her like a golden halo, and when she reached Kael, she straddled him again, this time with the skirt bunched up around her waist.

No underwear. Of course no underwear.

Her bare pussy pressed against his cock, hot and slick, and Sage rolled her hips in a slow grind that had them both groaning.

"Mmm—" The sound escaped her before she could stop it. "Fuck, you’re hard."

"That tends to happen when you—ah—"

She ground down harder, coating his length in her wetness. Her hands planted on his chest for balance, claws pricking lightly through his skin.

"Tell me," she breathed. "Tell me what you want to do to me."

Kael’s hands found her hips, fingers digging into the soft flesh.

"I want to bend you over and fuck you until you can’t walk."

Sage’s eyes darkened. "Then do it."

She climbed off him and positioned herself on her hands and knees, tails fanning out to either side, the maid skirt flipped up to expose her completely. Her pussy glistened with arousal—pink, swollen, dripping.

Kael moved behind her.

His cock pressed against her entrance, and Sage shivered.

"Don’t tease," she warned. "I’ve been waiting long enough."

Kael thrust forward.

"Fuck—!" Sage’s moan was loud and unrestrained as he buried himself inside her. Her pussy was tight—always tight, no matter how many times they did this—and wet enough that he slid in to the hilt with a single stroke. "Ah— ah— yes—"

He set a brutal pace from the start.

PAM. PAM. PAM. PAM.

The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room. Sage’s ass rippled with each impact, her breasts swaying beneath her, the maid outfit bunching and shifting with every thrust. Her claws dug into the sheets, tearing holes in the fabric as pleasure overwhelmed her composure.

"Harder—" She gasped the word between moans. "Fuck me harder—"

Kael obliged. His hands gripped her hips tight enough to bruise as he slammed into her, each thrust driving her forward before his grip yanked her back. The bed frame creaked in protest. Sage’s moans grew louder, more desperate, punctuated by the wet sounds of their joining.

SCHLICK. SCHLICK. SCHLICK. SCHLP.

"So good—" Sage’s voice cracked. "Your cock feels so fucking good—ah—AH—"

One of her tails wrapped around his wrist—not pulling, just holding, connecting them. Another found his thigh, the soft fur brushing against his skin as he fucked her.

Kael felt the pressure building. His thrusts became faster, more erratic, driving toward the edge with single-minded intensity.

"I’m gonna—"

"Inside." Sage twisted her head to look at him, eyes hazy with pleasure. "Cum inside me. I want to feel it."

Kael groaned and buried himself to the hilt.

Hot cum erupted from his cock, flooding Sage’s clenching pussy with pulse after pulse. The sensation triggered her own orgasm—her walls clamped down around him like a vice, milking every drop as she screamed into the pillow.

"AHHHHNNN—!" Her whole body shook, tails thrashing wildly, claws shredding the sheets beneath her. "Fuck— fuck— fuck—"

Kael held her hips steady as he filled her, cock throbbing with each spurt. When the last pulse faded, he didn’t pull out. Just stayed buried inside her, feeling her walls flutter and twitch around his softening length.

Sage collapsed onto her stomach, breathing hard. Cum already leaked from her overfilled pussy, staining the maid skirt beneath her.

"Give me..." She panted. "Give me a minute."

"Take your time."

She took thirty seconds.

Then she flipped over, pushed Kael onto his back, and climbed on top of him with fresh hunger in her eyes.

"My turn."

She positioned his cock at her entrance and sank down in one smooth motion. The wet squelch of cum being pushed deeper made them both groan. Sage’s breasts bounced as she started riding him—slow at first, then faster, finding a rhythm that made her throw her head back.

"Ah— ahh— yes— right there—"

Kael’s hands found her breasts, squeezing and kneading as she rode him. The maid outfit was askew now—one strap fallen off her shoulder, the corset barely containing her bouncing chest. She looked ruined in the best possible way.

Sage leaned forward, changing the angle, and her moan jumped an octave.

"There— fuck— right fucking there—"

She slammed her hips down harder, chasing the sensation. Kael’s cock hit something deep inside her, and Sage’s eyes rolled back.

"AHHN— I’m— I’m gonna—"

She came with a shriek, pussy clenching around him so hard. Cum squirted out around his cock with each pulse of her orgasm, mixing with the load he’d already deposited inside her.

Kael grabbed her hips and started thrusting up into her, prolonging her orgasm, extending it until she was sobbing with overstimulation.

"Too much— ah— too much—"

He didn’t stop.

Three more orgasms. Each one stronger than the last. Each one leaving Sage more wrecked—her makeup smeared, her maid outfit torn, her voice hoarse from screaming. When she finally collapsed forward onto his chest, she was trembling uncontrollably, cum leaking from her swollen pussy in a steady stream.

Kael rolled them over.

Face to face, legs wrapped around his waist, her tails tangled with his limbs. He kissed her deeply as he started moving again—slower this time, savoring the feeling of her cum-filled pussy gripping his cock.

"Kael—" Sage’s voice broke. "Kael, I—ah—"

He thrust deeper. Sage’s nails raked down his back, drawing thin lines of blood that healed almost instantly. Her legs tightened around him, pulling him closer, deeper, as if she wanted to absorb him completely.

She begged. "Inside again. Please—"

Kael’s pace increased. The bed frame slammed against the wall. Sage’s moans reached a pitch that probably alerted half the dormitory wing, but neither of them cared.

He came with a groan, cock pulsing inside her as another load of cum flooded her already overfilled pussy. Sage came with him—walls clenching, back arching, a silent scream on her lips as pleasure whited out everything else.

They lay together in the aftermath, chests heaving, bodies sticky with sweat and cum. Sage’s tails wrapped around him possessively, holding him in place like she was afraid he’d disappear.

"Don’t move," she murmured against his neck. "Stay."

"For how long?"

"Forever."

Kael laughed softly—the sound rumbling through his chest and into her body where they were still connected.

"I have training tomorrow."

Sage’s claws pricked his skin. "Then train later."

He didn’t argue.

Outside, the sun had long since set. The movie still played on the projector, ignored and forgotten.