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Susie's schedule had always been interesting to Noelle. Schedule was being generous. Where did she go every day? Why did she go there every day? There didn't seem to be any rhyme or reason for her actions. Not that it was a bad thing. It made her so much more… mysterious.

How did Noelle know what Susie was up to? Oh! Well. That's an interesting question!

Noelle would follow her! But it wasn't stalking! She was just… going the same way as Susie! A lot of the time! And a lot of the time… Susie didn't know Noelle was following! And that's okay! Because… um… Susie didn't need to know everything? Also, er, maybe she didn't want to know everything! By not telling Susie, Noelle was doing her a favor! She wouldn't be worried or creeped out! A-and! Noelle could watch out for danger!

Noelle was like a guardian angel! Yeah! That was it!

No one ever called guardian angels creepy, right?

Would Susie think guardian angels were creepy…?

Well. Morals aside. Noelle frequently followed Susie. Of course, she felt like trash when she did it. She admitted it. It was skeevy. It was creepy. There were a few times she literally hid in a trash can too. Not her finest moment. She told her mom that she was cleaning up litter around town and tripped into a trash can. Community service!

"Hm," was all her mother said in response, eyes narrowing.

…

Noelle was never very good at lying. So she tried her best not to. Don't put yourself in a situation where you have to lie, and you're not a liar! It's fine, right? Of course, something always gnawed at the back of her skull, nagging and whispering and telling her how much of a bad person she was.

If Susie knew what you were doing, she would never want to be friends with you. You're being a creep. A freak.

Aaagh…!

Yet, despite her moral quandary, despite doing what she knew was wrong, she couldn't deny her soul pounding in her chest, the excitement pumping through her body, the way her fur bristled and tickled as she watched Susie.

Susie often went to alleyways. Alleyways must have been her favorite places. She'd go into the crevice of two buildings, shaded and safe, away from the light, and she'd let herself go. In the dank musty alleyways, Susie's muscles would loosen up. She'd flex her claws and stretch her jaw, rows of sharp fangs gleaming sweetly.

Sometimes Susie would lap at a bowl of milk that appeared to be left out every day for stray animals. When Susie finished and left the alley, Noelle would often sprint in and gulp down the last bits of delicious Vitamin D, her lips and tongue surely tasting Susie in that thick white calcium.

Other times, Susie would roar and yell and kick and scream and howl and bash anything she could find. She'd punch dents into dumpsters, crack holes into walls, shatter bottles into a million pieces and laugh that hypnotizing laugh. Her shoes would crunch and smash the glass pieces, and she'd thrash and headbang to herself, playing air guitar along with the dark grungy music that she blasted to herself.

Noelle knew the bands. Blood Crushers, Aluminica, Nine Meter Claws, Mentally Ill, Openth, Camel's Lot. She was surprised to hear Daywish in there even. That was one of Noelle's favorites. Susie danced and kicked and whipped her obsidian tendrils of hair without rhythm, only raw emotion. Sometimes, tucked away in a little corner, peaking behind a stoop, Noelle would sync her lips to the words, pretending she was singing with Susie. Her soul screamed with pure ecstasy in those moments, hands trembling as she dared to breathe the words out into the air.

"Mom?"

"What is it."

(Maybe this wasn't a good idea.)

"Do you… um…"

"…" Noelle's mother grunted.

"N-nevermind! Sorry to bother you…!"

"Noelle," Carol said, ice cold. "Don't play these childish games. What did you want to ask."

"N-no, it was… it's stupid, faha, don't worry—"

"Noelle." Her voice cut through Noelle, sliced through her fur and dug into her soul. "Speak. Now."

It was easy to get caught in alleys. So easy. But Noelle was used to playing it safe. She was used to doing whatever it took to get what she wanted. Her mom had always made everything so difficult, hard for Noelle to express herself, for Noelle to like what she liked.

Noelle had to hide her favorite darker games, movies, and music in places her mom couldn't find. And Noelle's mom did not respect Noelle's privacy. So, Noelle found little crevices, little nooks in her closet, even went so far as to hide a few things in her vent.

Following Susie proved easier in that regard. A peak across the corner, a sprint up the stairs to a rooftop, a convenient window in a public building nearby, a simple pair of binoculars… (Oh, Noelle, you are horrible…) She wasn't even opposed to hiding behind a parked car. She'd even hide under them if it helped. Of course, when she came home and her antlers were splotched with putrid black oil and various scrapes… well, she would just sprint to the shower rather than try to explain that one.

But Susie didn't always go to alleyways. Sometimes she'd end up at the lake when no one was around. Noelle could easily hide in a bush or behind a tree there, so she preferred this. Often Susie would just… sit in silence and look over the glimmering water, breeze rustling through her hair with the trees. It was at these moments that Susie would sigh to herself, thinking no one could possibly be listening. (Noelle, you should be ashamed…!) She'd hear Susie groan or grumble or whine or even let out a spine-cracking yawn, her jaw opening so wide that Noelle would sweat and need to fan herself off.

During Susie's excursions to the lake, when she was by herself, she often seemed… sad. And it was times like these that Noelle wished she had the courage to leap from the treetop she was hiding in and say, 'Don't be sad, Susie! I'm here! Wanna make out to feel better?!'

(Why do I always add that last part?!)

"Do you, um, know someone… named… um…"

"You need to speak, Noelle. How do you expect to get through this life as a meek little deer? What if someone threatened you, tried to kidnap you? Would you still stutter over your words then? Would you worry about saying the wrong thing then? As they carry you away, take you to somewhere you can never be found, will this meek act be worth it, Noelle?"

Noelle hated it when Carol went on this tangent. She hated it. She knew what was coming. She winced before Carol even spoke.

"Even Dess wasn't soft spoken, Noelle. Do you understand me? Do you understand? Dess, who your father claimed was so strong and grown up, who had her own opinions and did not stutter over her words… Dess, your sister, Noelle, who protected you, who spoke up for you! If she could not make it in this world… Noelle. You. Must. Speak."

(I do speak! I do! I talk so much that sometimes people find me annoying! I just hate talking to you, Mom!)

"What am I to do?" Carol sighed a frigid breath. "I cannot trust you to protect yourself. If you cannot speak, then I suppose I must keep you inside longer and be stricter about your time outside."

(I can't stand her… I just… I was so stupid thinking I could ever talk to her! I'm so stupid! I keep trying and it never gets me anywhere!)

Noelle lost her composure. Carol wanted Noelle to speak up, so she spoke up. "Susie! Do you know Susie, Mom? Do you know her? She moved into town recently! Do you know her, Mom? Well?"

"Don't you take that tone with me."

"What tone can I take then?!"

It was during a church day that Susie and Noelle's roles had been reversed.

Susie had showed up! Susie! Of all people! At church!

Noelle stood at the front of the church, ready to sing with the rest of the choir as she always did, when two very familiar faces appeared. It felt as though an unexpected tempest had taken her.

Kris and Susie sat together at pew farthest to the end. They looked so strange here. Kris hadn't come to church in so long and Susie… Susie had never! When did Kris and Susie become friends…? Noelle had noticed during her—erm—'guardian angel' moments that Susie wasn't hassling Kris very much anymore, but Noelle never expected they'd become fast friends like this!

(You could have just been friends with her if you tried.)

They laughed a bit to each other, Susie playfully elbowing Kris and saying something Noelle couldn't hear. It was agonizing, not knowing. Once Father Alvin shushed Susie, she rolled her eyes and put her attention forward.

That was when Susie's golden eyes fell onto Noelle. They burned like liquid metal, blinking in recognition as 'that girl' she'd seen around town certainly. Her eyes did not wander, did not find someone else to stare at, did not even look to Kris. Susie's brilliant eyes burned into Noelle's chest, leaving her mind in a strange hazy heat that made her nearly speechless.

As their singing begun, Noelle fell behind her group with a stutter and a crack in her voice. After a moment to regain her composure, luckily, muscle memory took over.

And still, Susie watched, eyes plainly on Noelle, brows furrowed in concentration. Noelle pretended not to notice, tried to keep her breath even, to hide the red in her cheeks, at her nose, the blaze in her ears! She could barely concentrate, practically trembling with excitement, her legs tingling pleasantly, sweat trickling under her robes.

There was something so incredibly strange in that moment, something so hot, so stifling, so breathtaking. Noelle kept her hands clasped together tightly, so tightly she almost hurt herself, knowing that for some odd reason, her fingers wanted to explore and probe these new sensitive spots appearing all over her body.

Obviously, in a crowd of people, Noelle was not going to do that! She wasn't that sick! But Susie's gaze… Susie's stare… oh… if it had just been Susie watching… Noelle wasn't sure if she would be able to hold herself back.

Was this what it felt like to be watched? By someone you care about? By someone you could only watch in the distance? To think, being stared at so plainly in a sea of people like this could still feel so taboo, so exciting…!

After the song had finished and Noelle no longer needed to sing, she apologized to Father Alvin and sprinted away, through the church lobby and into the empty changing room. Thank goodness, with everyone attending in the main church hall, this room stayed empty.

Click!

Noelle, soul filled with uncontrollable guilt and pressure, locked the door to the spare room in the church. She couldn't… she just… she couldn't…! But Susie's gaze, the way she looked at Noelle and only Noelle…!

Before she could stop, Noelle's hands and fingers had begun to explore herself. She told herself then, 'I just want to find out what's wrong with me… I just need to feel where the heat is coming from…' and she pulled her robe up past her stomach, the cool air against her burning thighs making her gasp. She was a mess. An absolute mess. She couldn't think right, couldn't move right, couldn't control herself.

She remembered gasping, remembered her roving fingers, something hot and wet, and how she had to cover her own mouth to hide her cries of pleasure.

…!

She didn't take very long, thankfully, already trembling like a deer in heat. As reason came flooding back into her mind, so too did the terrifying tides of shame. The DELTARUNE symbol hovered all around her, and she could not avert her eyes from its judging gaze. Pictures of her fellow church members stared on in frozen horror, stabbing into her stomach with pointed guilt.

She quickly pulled up her underwear, smoothed out her robes, and checked for any sign of her… moral mishap. Thank the angel, she was fine! But the wetness between her fingers still left her in a panic. Without a second thought, she unlocked the door and sprinted out of church to go back home where she could wash her clothes and scrub the guilt off her fur.

(It's one thing to do it at home, but at church, Noelle? What is wrong with you?!)

Noelle wanted to cry that day, so horribly ashamed, so terrified at what she'd done, but even that proved to be too suspicious. If anyone saw her crying, if anyone even saw the hint of a tear—her mom especially—they would ask her what happened and interrogate her to the point of torture.

Luckily, no one found out that day. It had eaten her up that week, made her jumpier than a rabbit hiding from a predator, but no one suspected a thing. Everyone just smiled and nodded and said what a good girl she was, while she sat with the truth weighing heavy in her mind.

"Susie, yes? The purple monster that lives in the apartment complex on Home Street?"

"Yes," Noelle said, determined.

"What do you want to know of that wretched girl?"

"She's not wretched!"

"You don't know that."

Noelle balked. "Neither do you!"

Carol laughed without humor. "It is my job to know."

This was getting her nowhere. "I just… I wanted to know more about her."

"An invasion of privacy, don't you think?" Carol said. Before Noelle could angrily protest, Carol simply scoffed and smirked, as if she had expected this from the beginning. "She is a problem child, Noelle. Her and her family were often forced to move from city to city."

"Do you know why?"

"Of course I do," Carol said, insulted. "Tardiness, loitering, littering, defacing public property, disturbing the peace…! The list goes on! As if all that wasn't bad enough, she frequently got into fights in school, often seriously hurting the other person she attacked! These frequent moves are obvious ways for her and her family to run away and avoid punishment."

"Did she ever fight in self-defense?"

"I hardly see how that's relevant. What reason could you possibly have to ask any of this, Noelle?"

"…"

"Speak."

"Fine. I know what you'll say. I just wanted to be friends—"

"Absolutely not."

"Mom! I didn't even get a chance to finish—"

"There is no need, Noelle. Your childish wants have consistently put a strain on us all and this is no different. You are not to interact with that thug."

"You don't—"

"I DO know, Noelle. I have proved my knowledge. What of you? What do you know of that dangerous brute? Speak."

(Stop…! Telling me when I can speak…!! Agh!!)

"I've seen her around! She's really not that mean! She's just—"

"Of course she doesn't appear mean, Noelle. Does a tiger spend its entire life threatening and killing prey? No. It lies in wait, it sleeps, it drinks, just like you and me. But one day, it will become hungry. It will have no choice, it will have no control over itself, and its claws will rip apart whoever is unlucky enough to be near."

"Susie isn't just some beast! She's a person, Mom—"

"She is a risk, Noelle. I cannot risk you, Noelle. I cannot. Do you understand?"

"No! No, I don't understand, Mom! This isn't—"

"Enough. Dess didn't listen either."

That always silenced Noelle.

"You are forbidden to approach her. Do you understand?"

Even though tears had begun to crystallize in her eyes, Noelle still fought. "How can you forbid me? How can you stop me? Will you ground me? Lock me inside a cage? What other punishment could you even…!"

"I am the mayor, Noelle. Do you understand what that means?"

…

"If I find Susie to be a risk to you, to this family, to my home, I will not be afraid to use my power justly against this delinquent."

Noelle was furious, ablaze in burning ice, but her voice still came out so small. "So you'll run her out of town?"

Carol all but nodded. "I will do what needs to be done to protect you, Noelle. Do not forget that. Do you understand?"

"I understand," Noelle said, sniffling defiantly. It didn't matter what she said. It never mattered. Keep quiet. Never tell her anything if you can help it.

Just don't get caught.

The week after…

Noelle's nerves were already on fire. She probably shouldn't have agreed to go to church that week, but she worried it would look suspicious if she didn't.

As she readied herself to sing, attempted to steady her shaky breathing, she saw once more in the back…

Susie.

Noelle felt like she'd have a heart attack then and there, right in front of half the town. Kris wasn't even with her this week! It was just Susie? Since when did she go to church? Why would she go to church? When would the church get air conditioning? Was it always this hot? She had already begun to sweat before even singing her first word! It felt like a sauna under her robes.

Susie grinned, that wonderful fang-filled grin that made Noelle's soul race. Noelle nearly fell backwards, holding her hands over her glowing red nose, pretending she had to sneeze.

(Focus! Focus! You can do this, Noelle…! Just be a good girl…! Everyone wants you to just be the good girl!)

Noelle closed her eyes and held her breath. She thought of Berdly.

Honestly, that was basically enough. Really didn't need to think of much more than that. Her heartbeat slowed and the burning light in her nose dimmed. Her body cooled at the mere thought of Berdly backseating her on a puzzle she already knew how to solve. Phew.

The rest was easy. She knew where Susie was. Just don't look at her. Pretend she's not there. That's all she had to do.

When the song started, Noelle followed along beautifully, imagining Berdly singing right at her side, telling her how she could sing better if she just raised her voice a little higher. Steady thoughts, steady breathing. Maybe she wanted to strangle a blue bird, but at least she didn't want to touch anything else.

But then…

"WOOO! Yeah!! Noelle!!!" a voice cheered in the back, breaking Noelle's concentration.

It was Susie.

She cheered one more time before Father Alvin shushed her. Susie had shrugged but then simply pulled out a pair of glow sticks from her pockets and began waving them back and forth, all while her gaze stayed firmly fixed on Noelle.

Oh, this was worse. This was so much worse.

Susie was grinning and smiling at Noelle the entire time this week, pumping her fists in the air quietly, swaying her glow sticks with zero coordination. It took every bit of Noelle's self-restraint not to fall on her butt and turn into a pleasure-filled puddle right there.

Somehow, even though her body shook, even though she squeezed her legs together so hard she thought she might make a horrid little noise, she managed to make it through another song without incident.

Once more, she sprinted to the spare room in the church.

Click!

And she fell unceremoniously to the floor, unable to even pretend she had any self-control left. She could barely get her underwear off in time, could barely pull the robe away from the burning wetness between her thighs, before her finger hungrily found herself.

Circles, circles, circles…!

Her chest ached, her back arched, and she gasped into the palm of her hand. She leaned into the floor in a heap, her shame still exposed as she panted, pleasure still bristling through her fur like shockwaves. It felt even better than the first time. She nearly fell asleep with how relaxed her muscles had become, the way she let herself sprawl on the church carpet without a single shred of dignity left. However, the panic of what she had done quickly kicked in, causing her to bolt upright and…

(Where did my underwear go!?)

She panicked. Noelle must have kicked it off her legs at some point without thinking! Where, where, where…?!

Knock knock knock!

Noelle stifled a shriek by screaming into her hands. Just… stay quiet! No one had to know she was in here! No one had to know!! (Just find your underwear, Noelle…!) She scuttled through the room as lightly as she could with her clumsy hooves, checking under the desk and in the boxes at the corner.

Chck! Rumble! Knock knock knock!

Angel above! They were trying to open the door…!

"Hello? Noelle? Are you in there?" a voice called out from the other side. Raspy. Beautiful. It made Noelle's soul race. Noelle had no doubt in her mind. It was Susie.

(WHY WOULD SUSIE BE HERE?!)

(Ignore! Ignore! Say nothing! She'll give up! Just stay the course! C'mon, Noelle, c'mon…! How hard did you fling your underwear, you freak?!)

She scrambled along the ground like a beetle now, scouring every little crevice, every little hiding place she could find.

"Noelle, right? I'm here because the priest guy is worried about you. He was going to check on you himself, but I told 'em I'd do it. Listen, I'm not tryin' to stress you out here. I don't know how long I can keep 'em off your case, whatever you're doing."

(STRESS INCREASING TO CRITICAL LEVELS!)

Stress, stress, stress, search, search, SEARCH!!!

"Could you at least answer me so I know you're like… okay? I think everyone would feel better knowing you're like, you know, conscious and stuff??"

(AAAAAAAAA!!)

"AAAAAAAAA!!" Noelle screeched.

She heard a sigh on the other side of a door. "Phew. You're alive then. That's fine. Hey, tell ya what, I'll keep watch until you feel like coming out, okay? I think someone will be here soon, but I'll do my best."

No, no, no, that was worse! That was much worse!! Now if Noelle got caught with her pants literally down, Susie would get blamed as well!! Oh, this was what hell must be like…!

She nearly resigned herself to her fate, rolling onto her back in acceptance that her life was over. She spied something embarrassing; Christmas presents patterned into the damp cloth. It hung over the doorknob to the closet. Without even taking a breath, she practically sprinted on all fours to snatch it off the handle. She found a cleaning wipe and removed any trace of DNA evidence she could have left behind.

Now she had to hurry. There was no more time to waste. Frankly, her little body could not handle this much stress. She felt like she might turn to dust just standing in this room! She stuffed her underwear in her robe pocket, unlocked the door, and swung it open.

"Hi Susie!" Noelle's voice cracked, a sweaty smile on her face.

Susie nearly leapt back into the bookcase, eyes wide with shock. "Oh! Noelle! There you are! I know we don't talk much, but hey, man, are you okay? Do you have a fever or something? You've been looking really red, dude."

"N-no, I'm fine! I'm fine!" Noelle lied, entire body trembling, a strange cool breeze between her legs. (Oh my gosh, do NOT tell me you're into this too, Noelle!) "I should just really get home."

Susie blinked, body still tensed, as if she were ready to catch Noelle in a tightrope act. "Oh, I mean. Yeah, okay, that's chill? Just wanted to, like, say. Real quick." She scratched the back of her head, a hint of pink blossoming on both sides of her snout. "I really like your singing, Noelle. You're the reason I came back to church this week. It's… it's awesome. Sorry if that's like, weird? I just figured, you know, we're classmates, so it wouldn't be that awkward?"

Noelle gulped. Her breath quickened once more, legs threatening to give out, all the while exciting thoughts tingled at her thighs. "N-no…! You'd never ruin it…! I-I love that… I love… You're… here! I…" She couldn't talk. It was all too much. Her soul would explode. "I-I have to go…! Sorry…!" She attempted to sprint away, but her hoof got caught on her robes. "Wah!!!"

"Geez!" Susie's hands clasped around Noelle and pulled her up. "Careful!"

(Susie's hands…! So soft… so… rough! Ow?!) In this state, Noelle couldn't help but squeeze them once. Just once. One little hand squeeze.

But then, Noelle realized something. Something horrible. Something earth-shatteringly terrible. Worse than the roaring, worse than the apocalypse.

"Huh? What's this on your fingers, Noelle?" Susie pulled the slightly damp hand away and Noelle could only babble incoherently. She sniffed at the sticky substance. "Smells like…"

(Oh god. Oh god.)

"Peppermint?" Susie nodded before licking it off her fingers. Her eyes went wide. "Whoa! This is good! Is that what you've been doing? Sneaking off to eat some kind of amazing new treat?! And you're not even sharing?! Holy crap!" Susie's huge tongue ran over her claws, licking up every last drop of Noelle, nearly throwing Noelle into a pleasure coma at the visual.

"Y-y-y-yeah…!" was all Noelle could breathe out, body beginning to collapse. "I really… really need to go…!"

(I'm gonna die!! I'm gonna die!!!)

Susie shrugged. "Okay. And don't worry! I won't tell anyone about your little snack break in there." She grinned.

(How in the Angel's name does she not know?!)

Noelle absolutely worried, but she didn't have the oxygen to speak anymore. With another stumble, she just barely pulled her robe up to not trip, and scampered out of church, dignity destroyed at the molecular level.

Things only further escalated since then. Noelle's tailing continued. She followed Susie and Kris to the diner and watched them laugh and eat through the window. Catti, working the tables, noticed Noelle's dark presence and her sharp eyes locked onto Noelle in her hiding spot with ease. Noelle nearly gasped and made a break for it, but realized, Catti wasn't a snitch.

Noelle slowly, very quietly, as if Susie would be able to hear her across the street, made a shushing motion. Catti's frown deepened, darkened, went to the pits of hell before she shrugged and decided she didn't really care.

Phew…

At some point, Noelle wondered why she didn't just go get lunch with Susie herself. But she worried. (What if Susie looks at me again? What if I get too excited in front of everyone because of it? No, I need to stay hidden! I can't let anyone see me like this…! What if Mom found out…?) Even the thought of Susie licking her fingers, tasting Noelle's wetness unknowingly, still made her soul beat with a terrible longing, made her cheeks flush with want.

(Shake it off, Noelle! Catti will sense you doing something naughty so don't even try!)

And Noelle waited in blissful agony, watching as Susie tore open her parfait. (I wish I could be that parfait…)

It was raining the next day. The town grew slick and shiny, slippery and reflective. Noelle didn't take her umbrella since Susie hadn't either. She could have done the sensible and kind thing: offer Susie an umbrella and walk along in the rain together, but instead Noelle chose to be a horrible little creep due to her mother's threats.

Susie scampered through the rainy streets, refusing to even notice the rain pelting against her. It was easier to follow with Noelle's hoofsteps muted by the trickling rain and rushing gutters. Noelle knew immediately where to go, rushing up the stairs to the abandoned roof that no one came to, especially in the rain.

Susie slipped into one of her favorite alleyways, taking a breath as she escaped the rain, her sigh crystallizing beautifully before her snout. Noelle's hands often shook at this part, but she pulled out the binoculars as she usually did and spied on Susie like a total weirdo. Just the worst!! She didn't bother to shield herself from the rain, she deserved to get completely soaked to the fur.

(Oh… my… GOSH…!)

Susie's clothes were drenched. They stuck to her skin almost like she wore nothing at all!! She tossed her jacket to the side, leaving only a flimsy light shirt over her rippling, dripping muscles. And let Noelle tell you, that shirt left nothing to the imagination. She could see everything. Every dip in her abs, the bulges on her biceps, how broad her shoulders were, the way it hugged her sides. And. And. And. AND. AND. AND.

(SUSIE. CHEST. AMAZING CHEST AHEAD.)

Oh, oh goodness, did they look like an incredible mix of soft and firm. Little pips of darker purple peaked through the white and Noelle knew. Noelle knew. The fabled nipples. Something she had wondered about Susie for a long time. Her breasts were almost cute and perky…!

What would they feel like? Noelle daydreamed an insane scenario where Susie said, 'Heh, Go ahead Noelle. You're so hot and cool, feel me up! I don't care!'

Was Noelle drooling? She was drooling. Even in the rain she was drooling. She was dripping wet in every possible area, and as Susie pulled at her shirt in an attempt to shake the rain out, it only appeared to stick to her more.

Oh, Angel in HEAVEN, oh whatever entity might be out there, oh horrid and terrible chaos lord that might have brought Noelle to this point, please forgive her for what she was about to do. Even in this freezing cold rain that left her a soggy mess, rain sticking to her like a weird wet dog, Noelle couldn't help but feel that intense heat building up between her legs…! How many chances would she ever get for this? It was wrong, oh it was so horribly wrong…!

But she couldn't stop her hands from reaching down into her skirt sticking to her hips. Despite how cold her body was, the area between her thighs was so comfortably warm and easy to move through…! It sent bolts of electricity through her spine, made her gasp and buck into herself as she stared nakedly at Susie's perfect body, at each contour and shape hardened by some kind of scales that Noelle didn't understand.

Circles, circles, circles…!

"A-ah…!" Noelle bleated, thanking the clouds above for muting her obscene noises. She fiddled with herself, experimenting in new ways she had never before, all while shakily watching Susie. It didn't take long to reach her climax, leaving her grasping the rooftop to steady herself, body shuddering with wet pleasure.

That blissful haze began to fade, no longer tainting her every thought. She nearly yelped at what she just did, in the open air no less!! If anyone had seen her, oh, her life would have been over!! What was she thinking? What was she thinking?! She quickly packed up her terrible binoculars and scampered back through the building, nearly slipping multiple times on the wet stairs with her slick hooves.

She needed to get home, she needed to take a warm bath, have some kind of hot cinnamon drink and banish the demons that had possessed her to do something so awful!

"Achoo!" Noelle sneezed, her glowing red nose already running.

(Ah. I deserve this.)

She spent the next day in bed, feverish and burning, her desire for Susie only multiplied in her sick dreams. But at least, at least she was in her own bed, at least this was … acceptable, wasn't it? At least in bed, she could rub circles in herself as much as she wanted and it wasn't hurting anyone…! At least here, maybe she could run all these nasty feelings out of her system!! Hopefully…!

The following days proved extremely tiresome.

Since Noelle had come home, soaking wet, smelling of street and sickness, Carol's usual overprotection had increased to maximum-security warden levels. Her icy chill rarely left, insisting that Noelle stay home even if it felt like hardly more than a sniffle after the first day.

Worst of all, Carol even began working at home, an unprecedented turn of events that had nearly turned Noelle into a nervous wreck at the implications. Noelle's door was to be always left open, with no exceptions. If Noelle even went to the bathroom to brush her teeth, Carol's eyes would shoot up the stairs and watch her go. She had set up a small workstation in the living room, giving herself the most possible coverage of the home so that she could see everything that Noelle might possibly do.

"Five minutes," Carol would say, even if she seemed distracted on the phone.

That meant that if Noelle took longer than five minutes, Carol would be upstairs, knocking on the bathroom door, questioning Noelle about the reasons she was taking so long. Carol would sigh and say things like, "You are keeping me from my work, Noelle," on the other side of the door.

Noelle had nearly begun pulling her hair out in frustration, but Carol would not even give her that. "Don't fiddle with your hair. Go back and brush it. Or would you prefer I became your full-time nanny and brush it for you?"

Noelle couldn't think of a worse place than her own home.

"Have you been grinding your teeth, Noelle? Stop that. Where are all these horrible habits coming from?"

"Your antlers appear bruised. Why?" (Noelle had resigned to pulling at her own antlers, seeing as her hair was off-limits. She nearly screamed when Carol brought it up.)

"There have been discrepancies in your arrival times at home as of late. Care to explain what you are doing outside, Noelle? None of the other citizens appear to have seen you during these moments. You must understand why this constitutes a potential risk."

"Your face has been red, Noelle. Your temperature has consistently stayed higher than usual. How am I to believe you no longer have a fever?"

"No, you cannot see your father. I can't risk either of you spreading your sickness to the other."

Noelle couldn't take it. She couldn't take it! She couldn't even vent her frustrations out on herself! She couldn't get any privacy to even find relief with the hot pressure she'd been feeling! With nothing to do and nowhere to go, Noelle's mind only filled ever more with thoughts of Susie, with images of her tongue slick with Noelle…!

Even at night. Even at night! Carol would stalk the halls periodically, hooves beating onto the floorboards at a stiff pace as she spoke on the phone. Often those frostbitten eyes would peer into Noelle's room, scanning for anything out of place, for anything she could construe as a risk.

"Why are you not sleeping?" Carol had said once in the dark of night.

And Noelle cried. She waited until Carol had walked back downstairs and she cried into her pillow, pulling a blanket so hard over her head she had nearly suffocated herself. She couldn't let Carol see, couldn't let Carol know she had broken. It would only make her stay longer.

At the very least, crying made her tired.

However, the next morning, Carol waited in the kitchen. When Noelle entered, Carol's ice-colored eyes shot to her and said, "You shouldn't sleep like that. A blanket over your head. You may be depriving yourself of oxygen."

And if she hadn't cried the night before, she might have found herself crying in front of her mother. Her neck felt constrained, stiff, as if a hard iron shackle had been placed on it. Every word her mother spoke felt like a tug, felt like another wave of suffocation, of horrible anguish.

"Why aren't you eating? Noelle, you need to eat."

She had given up. She didn't want to speak. Nothing she said would be right.

"Noelle? Answer me."

She put her arms on the table and simply laid her head there, attempting to sigh, but the tightness in her neck would not even allow that.

"You're not well. I will stay home along with you, Noelle. Until you are better. I won't let anything happen to you."

That was true, wasn't it. Carol wouldn't let anything happen to Noelle. Noelle's entire world had been shaved down, every edge rounded, every color dulled to a safe pale gray, every wall and floor covered in soft fabric, her arms and legs tied down for safe keeping, her mouth forced open to be fed, her chest pressed for her to make sure she breathed.

It was too much. It was too little. She had no contact with anyone but her mother for nearly a week now, but it felt like years. Perhaps because it was in a sense, years and years of this, of this overcautious, overprotective and loveless mothering that treated Noelle more like a prized artifact than a living breathing person.

So when Noelle heard her mother say, "… I'll be right there," her ears perked up from the frosty haze of her room. She did not dare to get her hopes up, yet she felt her soul pounding in anticipation all the same.

"Noelle," Carol said in the doorway, eyes sharp, lips formed into an immaculate frown. "There is an emergency I need to take care of. I will not be back home for several hours, perhaps the rest of the night. I need you to stay home, do you understand?"

She could hardly contain her excitement. Noelle said, "Yes," hoping her tone was acceptable for Carol.

"Keep the doors locked. Keep the gate locked. Do not leave under any circumstances. I have left the personal phone number of Police Chief Undyne in the case of an emergency. There is leftover food in the fridge. Do not order anything outside. Are we understood?"

Noelle, missing a beat, said, "Yes," and knew Carol had caught onto that.

Carol's eyes narrowed, but it seemed whatever emergency there was, it could not wait. So for once, she accepted something less than perfect. "All right. Be safe, Noelle."

And she left.

Angel above, she actually left.

After a few minutes of actual real silence to herself, freeing and exciting silence, Noelle hopped to her feet and sprinted out the front door.

Noelle's mind was a whirlwind of heat and freedom. In a feat she had never accomplished before, she clambered over the gate that had imprisoned her for a week now, soul pounding in her chest. Ba-dump! She practically fell on her face on the asphalt, but she didn't care.

The sun had begun to set, painting the town in oranges and black. The temperature had already begun to cool, thankfully for Noelle, her entire body sensitive and burning under her fur. The scent of pine was quickly replaced by a wonderful aroma, a mix of oh-so-many wonderful scents that Noelle had stopped appreciating. To the north, butterscotch and cinnamon drifted down the hill. To the west, carried on cool lake winds, flowers of all kinds tickled her snout: lavender, maybe roses, and perhaps hints of orange. Mr. Cattenheimer must have been grilling something earlier, something savory and salty, alluring even her vegetarian taste buds.

She had grown a new appreciation for the world, even if she had already been grateful before. Her nose felt especially strong today too. However, there was one thing missing…

Sniff sniff…!

Her nose to the air, she tried to find a certain scent, a smell that always drove her wild. It smelled like what she imagined the city smelled like, it smelled like sweat, it smelled like chalk and copper, and recently, it occasionally smelled like apples.

She couldn't smell Susie anywhere.

It was a bit disappointing but expected. Susie went where she wanted when she wanted and was beholden to nobody. It would be cruel of Noelle to try and tie down a free spirit like Susie, but she certainly didn't mind the mental image…

(Hee hee…)

Without much thought, Noelle started to walk. She didn't much care where, she just knew she needed to go somewhere. Plus, maybe she'd run into Susie! Of course, it was possible she'd run into her mother too, but Noelle hoped she had gone far far away. Even if she did get caught by Carol, what more could she do? Solitary confinement?

… She didn't like that idea. It seemed plausible.

Noelle shook her head, strands of her hair tickling her burning cheeks. In general, her senses felt so much sharper…! Her ears fluttered at the sound of crunching leaves, of bushes rustling gently in the breeze. Her eyes seemed so focused, able to pick apart every color from dim orange to powerful purple, noticing every sharp and dangerous edge of mundane objects around her. It made her breath hitch just thinking about sharp claws or dagger-filled maws.

And of course, most of all, touch! Oh, her sense of touch…! Everything felt so… felt so…! So much…! Her fur bristled with it all, the breeze, the fabric of her clothes, her own fingertips, even her own lips…! Every part of her body was scorched with feeling—with tingles that yearned for pressure…! She held her own arms as she walked, thumb brushing against the sleeves of her clothes, hyper aware of the electricity in her fingertips.

Was she meant to be guilty for feeling all this? Was she meant to shun it all and return to her cage? Should she have instead scorned such blissful feelings and remained the sweet innocent girl everyone expected her to be?

She knew the answer. But she didn't care for it. Not anymore.

As her hooves clip-clopped down the sidewalk, Noelle occasionally closed her eyes and pointed her nose skyward.

Sniff sniff…!

Wind carried scents across town against her wet nose, giving her the ability to nearly feel where they came from. Sometimes… sometimes she thought she could feel Susie's scent, perhaps behind her, or perhaps all around her. This town was her domain after all; it only made sense that Susie's presence could be felt all around her.

Sometimes, she froze, mid step, balancing herself on one foot. Her ears twitched, sound pouring into them. She heard the jingle of a store bell, the snap of a twig, the clatter of a can somewhere. But she couldn't place where. In her soul, she hoped it to be Susie, but even in her feverish want, she stayed grounded in her hopes.

Once her wandering had taken her through the town, all the way down to the church, Noelle had to finally admit to herself that Susie must not have been outside. Maybe Susie didn't want to be found today. Noelle had no choice but to accept that.

She gazed upwards at the church of Deltarune before her, thinking how she had missed choir this week because of her mother. A dreadful melancholy took her, followed by spiteful desire. Without another word, Noelle pressed her fingertips into the smooth olden doors and pushed open, noting how wonderfully maintained everything remained.

Closing her eyes, nose in the air, she sniffed once. Twice. Three times. She let out a tiny sigh. While the service had ended, she could still smell incense hanging in the air, sweet and fruity, mixed with a heavenly smokey scent. Her nose sensed melting wax especially in the vestibule, some prayer candles still lit and emitting their burning oily smells. To her left, she could smell the books tucked away in the old bookcase by the church's preparation room. (Where Noelle had embarrassed herself twice.) Each page seemed to give off a pleasant, almost dusty aroma, but she knew that Father Alvin took great care in each and every book.

Through the double doors, Noelle sniffed a rather pungent wood polish, mixed with more incense and waxy perfume. While the smells were strong, Noelle's ears picked up no sound of another, and her nose sensed no one ahead, despite the lingering scents of groups of people from the morning before.

Something carried her forward, leading her through the doors and into the nave. She had never felt such a strong connection to her senses, so animal, so wild, so freeing. Did Susie feel this way all the time?

Noelle was used to seeing the nave in the early morning, the sun's gray light filling the pews, sending opaque rainbows of color through the stained glass. It had always felt alive, always felt holy, but in a simple sense, easy to digest. Expected.

As the sun went down and candlelight flickered atop the rafters, Noelle had felt a new sense of reverence and awe. Shadows danced against the tiny flames, throwing darkness and light into chaos, into a spinning embrace of passion. The stained-glass windows appeared aglow with bold colors high atop the walls, creating an almost dreamy, unreachable feeling that made Noelle yearn for something she did not understand.

Father Alvin often left the church unattended at this hour, usually praying at his father's grave or checking up on his mother, Mrs. Boom. He had said he never wished to lock any soul out in their possible time of need. He said that sometimes, only in quiet solitude, may one be brave enough to step into the church and try to reach the angel. Sometimes, in this quiet, left with only yourself, you may discover something you had been too afraid to reach, for fear of judgment.

Something made Noelle's soul jump. A faint scent of chalk and sweat and muscles…!

Noelle moved like a dream to the pew at the back, her trembling legs and shaking hands somehow floating so smoothly through the air, as if each hair in her fur caught every sensation. She looked at the empty pew, shrouded in darkness, hidden from candlelight. This is where Susie usually sat. Noelle sat along beside her in this faint memory Susie had left behind.

(Did Susie come to church today?) She dragged her fingertips along the smooth wood of the pew where she would sit. One little sniff was all she needed. (She must have. Could she have been hoping to see me again?)

What a fantasy! To think, Susie of all people would go to church just to see Noelle…!

Oh, but wouldn't it be wonderful? Wouldn't it be the height of her happiest dreams? Susie, sitting right here, looking at Noelle, looking only at Noelle, golden eyes shining.

Ah…! Her fur felt like it stood on end. A strange hitch in her breath made her grab her cheek, feeling the addicting heat against her fingers. Her soul was beating so fast, so very dizzyingly fast…! Ba-dump ba-dump ba-dump!

This heat, this haze in her mind, the burning nerve endings, Susie's scent, and merely the thought of her powerful eyes…! It was too much for poor Noelle. Even just her imagination, even just the thought, it made her hands begin to slide down her stomach, past her hips, under her skirt, and hesitate around her underwear.

(I… I can't…! Not in church…! Not like this…! What if I get caught…?)

(You already did it twice before.)

And that was enough to send Noelle into waves of herself. It was all too much, all too terribly much. She pulled her underwear down and off her hooves. Cool air met blistering hungry heat, and that alone was enough to make Noelle buck. She flipped the end of her skirt up to her hips, lower body completely nude to the memories of Susie around her.

Oh, but she needed more…!

She pulled her sweater vest up as well, relishing every inch of freedom her body might greedily take. Past her chest, oh goodness, pull that horrid bra up too, will you? With her body completely exposed, she could wait no longer, finger working inside herself nearly instantly.

"A-ah…!" Noelle whimpered, louder than she meant, her lust echoing against the church's high ceiling.

But she couldn't help it! She couldn't stop herself! She didn't want to stop herself! She sank into the pew, a mess of fur and tiny movements, her hooves clumsily trying to find purchase against the seat. She tilted her head back, free hand groping her own breast so hungrily, sending sparks flying through her body.

She thought of Susie. Oh, Susie… Susie… Susie was all she could think of, Susie was all that was left in her heat filled haze. Her rippling muscles, her long dark hair, trying and failing to hide those beautiful golden eyes, her fangs so sharp and sweet and… ah… oh goodness, her tongue… She thought of Susie's tongue, wrapping around her own claws, taking Noelle's taste…!

Noelle's ears perked up before she even registered a noise. The doors shut quietly, almost imperceptible, dangerously so.

Click! Clunk!

A lock…? On this side of the door? That meant no one could get in…!

Oh, Noelle would have stopped touching herself, she should have stopped touching herself, but it was overwhelming! So overwhelming and hot and slick and wet…! And… and… most of all… her nose worked, even if Noelle didn't. Susie's scent grew near!

(It couldn't possibly be her…!)

"… Noelle?" a raspy voice called out gently into the church.

Susie! Susie…! Oh, Susie…! Noelle wanted her, needed her, but…! No…! This was wrong! She couldn't stop touching herself!

"Noelle, you're here, aren't you?"

Just her voice, oh it sent shivers down her back and into her fluffy little tail!

"A-ah…!" she bleated out strangely, before managing to say, "Su…sie…?"

"You are!" Susie cried out happily, relief in her voice. "Are you okay? I haven't seen you…" Her footsteps slowed as she approached Noelle, as she witnessed Noelle's debauchery and shame.

"I… I can't… stop," Noelle whimpered as Susie's hulking form towered over her. In fact, her finger only worked faster, her strange little noises only increased. She nearly arched her back just at the sight of Susie.

"Whoa," was all Susie managed to say, open mouthed, pink at her cheeks.

Those golden eyes, the flare of her nostrils, ah! Noelle's desires only blazed hotter!

"Sorry… I…"

Susie seemed to regain control over herself. She shook her head and looked away. "Uhh! Don't worry! It's chill!"

"What…?" Noelle breathed.

"Y-you know! Uh. That." Still without looking, she motioned vaguely to Noelle's writhing form, and even just that sent another wave of pleasure through her fur. "Like. Whatever, right? Who cares!"

Noelle didn't know what to say. Didn't know how to say.

Susie's nostrils continued to flare, and in Noelle's heightened state, she knew that Susie was taking in Noelle's scent. (Oh, please do…)

"I locked the door from the inside," Susie said strangely, still not looking at Noelle. However, she stole a glance every so often, causing Noelle to whimper and buck each time. "No one's gettin' in to bother you now." She scratched her snout sheepishly. "Er. I guess except me."

Through her embarrassing gasps, Noelle said, "How… did you know…? I was here…?"

At that, Susie looked completely opposite of Noelle, dark hair covering such dazzling eyes. "Uh… I… might have followed you."

(!!! Susie!? Following ME…?)

"Sorry," she continued, scratching the back of her hair. "I probably came off as a real creep." Before Noelle could ecstatically yell, 'No!' Susie went on to say, "But you'd been missing for a week. You didn't even come to church! I… I showed up again, really hoping you'd be there, and… you weren't. You're the only reason I even wanted to show up, Noelle."

Noelle stifled a moan, instead biting lightly into her hand.

"Then, I saw you," Susie went on distantly. "Walking around the town, almost in a daze, like you were desperately looking for something or someone. I…" She sighed. "I panicked. I really wanted to ask you where you've been, if you were okay, but I just… I was nervous. We don't really talk, you know? Even though I feel like… I feel like I know you."

(Susie…)

"So," Susie sighed. "I followed behind you, like a creep. Saw you went into the church. Followed a bit after. Gotta admit, it was hard not getting caught by you." Susie managed a fang-filled smirk at this, making Noelle wild. "Suddenly you became the perfect prey, you know? You heard every little misstep I took. So, to follow you, I had to become the perfect predator. Heh." She laughed lightly at that, and Noelle, oh, she surged with pleasure. "That wording is probably, uh, really not helping my case, is it?

"I like it…" Noelle breathed.

Susie's eyes widened, gleaming with gold, stealing another glance at Noelle before turning away. "You know, considering what I'm seein' I should have expected that, huh? You're pretty freaky, aren't you, Noelle?"

Noelle winced and could only apologize.

"Nah, don't worry," Susie laughed, her sweet rasps sending thrills through Noelle's back. "I like it." She paused, smile faltering before she said, "But you are okay right?"

"Mmhmm…!" Noelle nodded. "Was a bit sick… wasn't really allowed to leave… I might have… snuck out. Hehe."

Susie turned to Noelle, and this time, her eyes stayed on her. (So powerful…!) "Oh dang, really? That's really cool, Noelle. Makes sense, considering…" She drew a circle in the air around Noelle's nearly naked form. "This."

(Keep looking…! Keep looking…!)

As if hearing her, Susie gulped and turned away once more. Oh, but Noelle needed this.

"Y-you can… you can look…! If you want…!" Noelle whimpered out, much more desperately than she meant.

"H-huh?! R-really? I mean…!" For once, it was Susie's turn to be at a loss for words. "I-I mean! If you… really want me to? I guess I could?"

"I do…! I really do…! So much…! Just you…! Only you, Susie…!"

"Ha! Okay, okay, chill, I'm looking!" Susie laughed, sitting down next to Noelle's trembling form. Her wonderful eyes fell over Noelle's body, causing her to shiver. Susie tried to play it cool, but there was no doubt at the pink flush in her cheeks.

It was just like when Susie watched Noelle sing.

"You're really…" Susie's voice fell, a huskiness to it that Noelle never heard before. "Really into this, huh?"

Noelle winced. "Yeah..."

Susie held up her hands defensively. "No, I mean, like I said! It's chill! It's cool! It's, uh…" she paused, grasping for words in her throat. "Kinda… hot? Like. Really hot. Oh, man, that's messed up to say, isn't it?"

"No, no! It's… it's good…" Noelle cooed, her feverish want settling into a peaceful pleasure as she worked herself gently. Every so often, one of Noelle's hooves would twitch with bursts of ecstasy and it would brush against Susie's leg. She would flinch, but there was no denying the deep breath she would take in after.

"Can I… keep talking?" Susie asked, uncharacteristically meek.

Noelle nodded. "Please."

"So. I need to tell you something." Her golden eyes narrowed at Noelle. "Don't freak out!"

(I'm kind of already freaking out…)

Susie scratched at her snout again looking this way and that, eyes always drawn back to Noelle. "I have, maybe, realized you tend to follow me."

And that was what finally stopped Noelle's fingers cold. "O-oh, I… Oh, Susie, I'm—I'm sorry, I…"

"Shh, shh," Susie shushed, strangely soothing Noelle's messy emotions. "I told you, don't freak out." She motioned at Noelle's thighs and simply said, "Hey, no need to stop." She flashed a grin.

Noelle's ears fluttered, cheeks radiating heat, feeling like steam was whistling out of her like an old locomotive fed too much coal. She did not need to be told twice before resuming her pleasant circles.

"I kinda only realized recently," Susie went on. "When you were gone." She sighed. "Everything felt… worse. I'm glad I made friends with Kris, but they have their own problems and can't always hang out, you know?" She shrugged. "But when I was by myself this week, I just… I noticed something was missing that I didn't know used to be there."

Susie continued, "Things didn't smell as good, didn't sound as good, didn't even taste as good. I think in the corner of my mind, I had sensed you before somehow, but I just couldn't place it till you were gone. The air was quiet and lonely, my music didn't excite me as much, and ugh, I realized how bad some of the alleyways stunk."

Susie's reverie was broken only to gaze at Noelle's eyes. "You… sang along with my music, didn't you, Noelle? It was really quiet, maybe even just a whisper, but I swear I could… feel it."

(!!!)

"Um… y-yeah…" Noelle said guiltily. "Sorry."

Susie shook her head. "Don't be." She returned to her memories. "So. When I heard you singing in church a few weeks back, it felt so… familiar in a way I couldn't possibly understand. Familiar and awesome. You felt a little bit like my… guardian angel. Your singing is great by the way, Noelle. Love your voice. It's like a jingling bell."

"A-ah…!" Noelle bleated, embarrassed. (Guardian angel…? She really thought so…?) "T-thank you…"

"I needed to hear your voice again. I wanted to confirm it, confirm I wasn't going crazy, confirm how much I… really liked it. So I came to church again, even when Kris didn't feel like it. Got glow sticks for you." She grinned.

Somehow, Noelle giggled happily at that. "I saw."

"Then you ran off after you finished singing again!" Susie looked perplexed at this. "Without even Kris around, I was like, 'What's the point? I don't care about anything else here.' So I followed you to the door, making sure no one else did. I was a little worried I was freaking you out, honestly. I was gonna apologize and everything, but… I dunno. Things got weird."

"Susie…!" Noelle cried out. "You didn't freak me out at all…! You made me… you made me…" She huffed. "So excited! I couldn't… um… wait…"

Susie laughed, her hot moist breath hitting Noelle in all the right places. "You know, looking at you now, I think I could figure it out." She grinned dangerously, leaning in slightly closer to Noelle's warmth. "That stuff I licked off from your hand…" She motioned to Noelle's busy fingers. "It was that wasn't it?"

"Aaa…!" Noelle whined, wincing, but still rubbing steady circles between her legs.

"Don't say sorry," Susie huffed, nostrils flaring with a light steam. "It was… it was really good. Really… good. And… the days after that, I kept thinking about it. And you. And I…" She moved in closer, her snout hovering above Noelle's exposed stomach.

"Susie…?" Noelle asked, hypnotized.

Her voice was breathy, dangerous, hungry. "I want more."

Noelle could barely breathe.

"Please…" Noelle found herself begging. "Take it… Take me…"

Whatever heat that inflicted itself on Noelle seemed to be spreading to Susie. She snatched Noelle's busy wrist roughly, perhaps rougher than she meant, causing Noelle to cry out in a mixture of pain and pleasure.

Susie's lust faltered. "I-I'm sorry—"

"Don't be," Noelle breathed out, squirming underneath Susie's grip, the warmth between her legs aching for touch.

After a moment of hesitation, of deeply kind eyes looking into Noelle's, Susie nodded. She pulled Noelle's wrist up to her mouth, opened her terrifying maw, filled with stalagmites and stalactites of fangs, dripping wet with drool, and she began to lick Noelle's honey from her fingertips.

Somehow, even with the lack of constant pressure between her legs anymore, Noelle still whimpered, still writhed with pure bliss, softly biting down on her own hand.

Susie's tongue, oh Angel, Susie's tongue felt so warm! So big! It slithered between the crevices in her fingers, lapping up Noelle's lust greedily, without any shame, coiling around her fingertips, probing across her fur as it hunted for more. It was so wet too, so very wet and slick…!

It was all Noelle could do to contain herself. But how embarrassing would it be to climax just from this…? Still, Susie's fangs grazed against Noelle's skin, traced into her fur, so dangerously close to taking Noelle's entire hand off, filling her with insane adrenaline that only fueled her ecstasy.

"S-Susie…!" Noelle bleated, voice trembling, body shaking as she felt such an intense pressure building up.

And thank the Angel, Susie didn't stop. In fact, she seemed to rush her tongue into Noelle's fingers, seemed to push herself atop Noelle. Susie's free hand grabbed Noelle's, pinning her down to the pew, Susie's knee balancing between Noelle's thighs. Noelle felt her own heat radiating into Susie's jeans and could simply take no more.

She burst with pleasure, body roiling in orgasm, her thighs pressing into the fabric of Susie's pants desperately, needing more, always more! Her pinned hand interlaced with Susie’s, and they clasped each other's tight, Susie clenching and holding her deeper. The hand that Susie was licking seemed to spasm and arch and climax on its own. Susie watched in fascination, kissing Noelle's palm sweetly as she rocked.

As her muscles began to settle, Noelle's head tilted back, looking to the church's rafters, she panted. Her chest heaved with exhausted excitement, sweat tickling through her fur. Susie still held her hands and wrist tight, as if afraid to let go, as if Noelle might drift away to Heaven if she didn't hang on. With how good she felt, Noelle might have actually flown away.

"Damn, girl, you in heat or something?" Susie asked, still atop Noelle. She narrowed her eyes in thought. "Can you be in heat? Is that how it works?"

"I don't know," Noelle breathed out, wracking her pleasure-filled brain for information. Sex-Ed would have been quite useful in this moment… "But it feels like it? Something about being in a rut…? I think… I think I still want more…"

Susie blinked, cheeks nearly completely pink. It made Noelle giggle, even in her hazy state, made her want all the more. "More? Still? Like…" Susie didn't know where to look. "From… me?"

Noelle nearly begged again, dignity tossed aside like her underwear. "Oh, Susie, please? I would be so happy if you wanted to…"

Susie's golden gaze returned. She said lowly, "I do. I, uh. I really do." She moved her snout closer, nostrils breathing in heavy gusts of Noelle. She suddenly stopped and said, "Can I, uh. Can I kiss you?"

Noelle giggled once more, heat filling her cheeks and forehead again. "Kind of strange to ask permission for that now, isn't it?"

"Is that a no?" Susie appeared disappointed and Noelle's soul fluttered.

"Please kiss me, Susie… please take me any way you want. Please. You don't need to ask. I want you." Noelle's breath hitched and she felt an exciting tingle near her hips. "I want you so much. I want to give everything to you. Everything."

Susie faltered, but it was clear she had moved closer, her enormous body nearly pressing Noelle down into the pew. "You… you barely know me, Noelle…"

Noelle's hands still struggled, but she at least clasped their held hands together. She leaned her head up, closing in the distance between their faces and said, "I know. I know. But I still do feel that way. At least right now. And I think I'll keep feeling that way." She could nearly reach Susie's trembling lips, Susie's hot breath so very close. "And I want to know you more. I want to. Please."

Susie clearly was the stronger of the two. As she held Noelle down, kept her hands locked, Susie had every opportunity to back away. She could have easily stopped Noelle at any time, could have even outed her to the rest of town and ruined Noelle's life. But she didn't. She held all the power here, even if she was so terrified to use it.

Maybe Noelle was being selfish again, maybe Noelle was taking advantage of her in some horrid fashion. Knowing that Susie could stop this, that she could swat Noelle away without so much as a grunt, it meant Noelle could do anything she wanted, right? It meant that Susie would stop her, right?

It meant Noelle was free, right?

Free… she was so desperate to be free. Susie was always free, wasn't she? Of course, Noelle loved her for that.

Ah. Love.

Love.

It couldn't be this easy, could it? To love someone? To say… 'I love Susie.' To already love her so much that it hurt. But this ache in her chest, the pain she felt in loving Susie already, it left her feeling heavy in all the right ways.

"Susie, I…" Noelle's mouth began to say, breath tangling with Susie's.

No. No, she couldn't say that already. She couldn't. It wouldn't be true, would it? Would Susie even believe her? But, oh, how so badly she wanted to say it. She so terribly horribly wanted to say it.

"Can I say…" Noelle started, soul beating in her throat, head dizzying. "Can I say… I love you?"

And Susie froze. In their closeness, Noelle felt it. Susie trembled. "What…? But…"

"I just…" Noelle couldn't stop herself, didn't want to stop herself. "I just want to say it."

"You… you can't mean it," Susie breathed out, still shaking.

Noelle tried to be honest, tried her best to give Susie everything, unable to do anything less. "I think I do. I think I do, Susie. Even if I am in heat, even if I'm just so excited, at least in this moment, I want to say it so terribly. I'm sorry if this is asking for too much. I know it's strange."

Susie went silent. She stared at their interlaced hands, stared at the wrist she still held. "Would you still… say it after? Would you still feel it after? After we're… done?"

Noelle could only be honest, could only tell her feelings. "I think so. I really think so. I already felt it before, Susie. I've felt it for a long time. I've just been so afraid to get close to you, so afraid of how much I…" Love you.

Susie's eyes darted away, unable to focus, occasionally becoming stuck in Noelle's needy gaze. "I guess it's… I guess that's okay… we could like… like…" She took in a deep breath. "Practice. It. See how it, um. Feels. It doesn't… it doesn't have to… mean anything more after this."

"But it will! To me!" Noelle argued.

Susie winced, as if the thought of being loved hurt her. "I just… I think… I need to practice it, first. That's all. I…"

"You don't have to say it back," Noelle said breathily, pushing her face closer to Susie's trembling lips, hints of sharp fangs hiding beneath. "It's okay. I won't mind."

Susie closed her eyes with a wince and said, "I want to." A breath. "I want to say it. But. Practice. First. Okay?"

Noelle giggled, her laughter playing into Susie's lips, calming them. "Okay. I like the sound of that. Practice run?"

Susie opened her eyes and nodded, grinning. "Practice run. You, uh, first."

"I love you," Noelle said without missing a beat. "I love you, Susie, I love you so much. I don't know what to do with it all. With how much I love you. I don't know where to begin, I don't know where to end. I love you, I love you, I just. I want to say it to you for as long as I can. I love you. I love you."

Susie's breath had been stolen away at the first I love you, shocked into pure silence. Noelle, in her greediness, took advantage of this moment to lean up further and finally kiss Susie.

It was a struggle at first, Noelle still unable to use her hands, their snouts booping into each other and each of them incredibly inexperienced. With the tilt of her head, Noelle found that sweet spot and pressed her lips into Susie's, tasting her hungry saliva, her enchanting unknowns, and even a bit of Noelle's self in there as well.

Surprisingly, she didn't hate that part—her own taste, possibly because it mixed so well with Susie's wild and exciting flavors. Maybe because it meant that Noelle had already given a part of herself to Susie and this taste was proof. Regardless, it took all of her willpower to stop there.

When their kiss broke, Susie's golden eyes shone in silence, breaking through the dark strands of her hair. "Noelle, I…" She struggled, her words failing, her body fighting against it. "I…"

Noelle smiled, pressing her furry cheek against Susie's smooth scaly skin. "It's okay. You don't have to."

"I want to," Susie whispered, so quietly, directly into Noelle's ear. "I want to so much."

"I'd love to hear it," Noelle whispered back, cheek still pressed against her cheek. Ah. How strange. How exciting. If Noelle wasn't careful with Susie's scales, she'd hurt her cheek on the rougher edges. If she brushed Susie's cheek at the wrong angle, she would certainly feel her flesh split open. It was so easy for Susie to hurt, but Noelle loved to love her anyway. "I love you," she said once more.

"I…" Susie's chest inhaled so deeply. She winced and pressed her cheek against Noelle's carefully, trembling once more. "I love you too, Noelle."

Noelle's soul soared past the rafters, above the clouds and into a deep blue of oranges and yellows and soft blacks. Even if it was just practice, even if her words might not remain the same tomorrow, oh Angel, it put her in a state of pure bliss. She kissed Susie over and over, peppering in sweet, 'I love you's in every few breaths, Susie's breath becoming husky.

Susie began to kiss harder, breathing faster, pressing down against Noelle. She finally set Noelle's wrist free, using her new free hand to cup the back of Noelle's head, laying her down against the hard wooden pews. Noelle's hand, corrupted with lust, struggled to choose between mindlessly groping Susie and fiddling between her legs, still aching for touch.

"Susie…" Noelle tried to say, her voice lost in such deep warmth. Her hand tried pathetically to pull up Susie's shirt, to reach inside and feel Susie all the more.

Their kissing broke. Susie understood. Without a second thought, she rushed out of her jacket and threw her shirt off over her head. Her stomach and chest and shoulders were laid bare to Noelle, gleaming a beautiful violet as the moon's white light reached her.

It was already getting late. Already getting risky. Noelle didn't care.

Susie was more than Noelle had even dreamed! Her scales appeared almost like an an armor, protecting her body even without clothes, but…

There was a soft spot at Susie's chest. A place where the armor fell, where her skin became lighter, more tender, as if a horrible weak spot in her armor. But it was so mesmerizing… Susie's breasts appeared soft, but Noelle could still see the muscles around them, giving a delightful firmness. Susie had an almost natural sporty look like this.

And Noelle needed to feel her, needed to run her hand up her stomach, past her cute belly button. Susie's scale-like skin felt so smooth towards her face, but as she brought her fingertips down to rub her, Noelle felt her fur, her flesh get caught in Susie like a trap. She flinched and Susie cursed.

"Sorry, I…" Susie attempted to say.

Noelle merely sucked the finger that had been pricked, lapping up the salty taste, before running her hand over Susie once more. "It's okay…" she said, enthralled by these sensations. As he said that, running her fingers along Susie's rough skin, she noticed something new once more.

(If I calm her… if I make her comfortable… does her body settle? Does it make her less prickly?)

She needed to test her theory. Susie, still pink with embarrassment, still kneeling topless before Noelle, appeared lost.

So Noelle began to hum. Nothing so special, nothing so beautiful. Just a little hum of the songs she would sing in church, the ones Susie said she enjoyed.

And, oh, it was like magic! Susie's unease washed away, her eyes closing, almost like a charmed snake!

Noelle continued to hum. Her hands free now that Susie nearly straddled her, she ran them both up Susie's firm and smooth tummy. Then she tried moving down once more.

(!!! It's smooth still!!)

How utterly fascinating, how incredibly wonderful, how beautiful and pretty!

In Susie's comfort, Noelle was free to rub her in any direction she liked. It must have been some kind of monster defense mechanism built in! How exciting…! Did Susie even know she did this? Was it subconscious that even her body might fight back against anyone that came close to her? Even if she didn't mean it?

And this… this also meant…

(She feels safe with me…)

Oh Susie… How Noelle loved her so deeply. Her hands roamed upwards against the rough and smooth skin, to where the armor appeared to fall off, to Susie's chest. There was nothing to stop Noelle here, nothing so rough as to cut her unsure fingers as she gripped and squeezed Susie's soft yet firm breasts.

"Don't act like this is that amazing…!" Susie grunted, as pink in the face as her exposed chest. "Your mouth's hangin' open like a total perv!"

"S-sorry," Noelle breathed, gulping and slurping up her drool. She continued to grope and squeeze and feel every part of Susie's breasts, despite the apology. "It is amazing though…"

"Geez…" Susie inhaled and winced. Noelle's fingertips grazed around Susie's nipples, circling around them absentmindedly, watching them grow harder in awe. (Amazing…) Her thumb brushed against one and Susie made the tiniest noise that Noelle had ever heard. (Amazing…!!!)

"Y-you're certainly having fun, huh?" Susie smiled sheepishly, trying to pretend she wasn't reacting to Noelle's experimental touches.

"Mmmhmm…" Noelle hummed again, remembering to continue for Susie's sake.

However, it seemed this wasn't enough anymore. Noelle's groping, fingers sliding, seemed to do something to Susie. A low growl left her lips as she began running her claw through her hair.

"Arrrgrah!!! I can't take it anymore! Gimme that!" Susie suddenly pushed Noelle back once more and scooted herself backwards. Without warning, she buried her snout between Noelle's legs, kissing hungrily.

"Susi-ah!!!" Noelle squeaked, throwing her head back from the sudden burst of pressure against her lower lips. Without meaning to, she grabbed Susie's head, hands contradicting themselves, trying to push Susie away while trying to push her closer. "T-that's…!" (Embarrassing!)

Susie peaked up from Noelle's legs and said, "It's the good stuff." Her bare shoulders were speckled with patterns Noelle had never seen. "Drivin' me crazy…! Watching you masturbate, only getting to taste you off your fingers…! Then you start touchin' my tits like… fuck, Noelle, I need this!"

Noelle could barely speak, only barely able to nod. "Mmmm," she said, lips quivering under the intense adrenaline rush. "T-take it… take me…"

Susie didn't bother to respond, kissing Noelle's wetness with a hungriness that almost matched Noelle's. Noelle shivered in response, clutching onto Susie's hair for deer life, stroking and petting and patting her without any thought. She only knew she needed to squirm.

Susie's tongue soon invaded, timidly at first, its tip just barely flicking against Noelle's wet lower lips, finding a tiny hard spot.

"A-ah!" Noelle shrieked, body stiffening as she held tighter to Susie.

"You like that, huh?" Susie replied, voice dripping. She used her hands to forcibly spread Noelle's legs wider, easily winning against any shame that might have caused Noelle to hide herself.

"A-ah…!" She let out another embarrassing noise, legs twitching against Susie's grip. She couldn't stop making these little moans…! And they seemed to only be fueling Susie…!

"Fuck, you're so hot," Susie said, her tongue quickly roving between Noelle's wetness.

"S-Susie…!" Noelle repeated, a complete gibbering fool beneath Susie's mouth. She bit her hand once more to stabilize herself, to quiet herself, the pain a strange anchor to her pleasure.

Susie didn't stop, it didn't seem she could stop. Her claws gripped Noelle's legs tighter, fingertips pricking between Noelle's sensitive thighs, tiny bursts of pain bubbling over with bliss, so much bliss! Her tongue was so wet, so slick, it licked up every bit of Noelle, every fold, every drop, it only made her wetter. It only gave Susie more.

And sometimes, oh sometimes, Susie's surprisingly gentle lips would suck on that little spot between her legs, that wonderfully sensitive spot that even Noelle could barely find, and her head filled with supernovas of ecstasy.

"Su-Su-Susie…!" Noelle's voice trembled, her entire body shivering with pressure. "I—I think… I—…"

"You wanna come again, don't you?" Susie asked between licks and kisses, panting as she ate.

Noelle could do nothing but nod, using an arm to cover her embarrassingly pleased face, her mouth opening and closing as these strange little noises kept escaping her.

"Fuck yeah," Susie breathed, full of pride. "Come for me, Noelle. Give me it. Come on."

So much!! So much!! Again, so much! But even more than before, so much more than before!! Susie's heavy voice asking for it, her tongue sliding deftly over and inside Noelle…! She tried to squeeze her legs together, not out of shame, not to push out Susie, but because she simply couldn't control herself in any reasonable way.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck—fuck!" Noelle found herself shrieking as she climaxed into Susie's mouth, as she arched her back so hard, she felt she might break her spine, as she bit down on herself so much, she worried she'd make a bruise.

Susie didn't stop, but Noelle felt the way she shuddered into Noelle, heard the low growls and moans as she seemed to lose herself in a hungry motion.

Noelle bucked and uselessly pressed her thighs harder into Susie, bolting up right and pulling Susie closer. As the pleasure peaked to unbearable levels, she managed to yank Susie's head away, hugging her desperately, pushing Susie into her stomach.

Her muscles settled, but she still held Susie's wonderfully huge snout in her arms, still wrapped her entire body around her head, taking in the smell of her hair. For a few moments, she still trembled into Susie, muscles crying out one last time.

And when Noelle's orgasm ended, Susie said, "Holy shit. You said fuck."

Even in Noelle's heat, she still managed to burst out laughing, tickling Susie's hair. "Fahaha! Susie! That's the part that surprised you?!"

"I mean, yeah, letting me eat you out is pretty crazy," Susie said, licking her chops for any leftover honey. "But I kind of was already under the impression you were a horny weirdo."

"Fahaha! Susie…!!"

"Crazy appealing, you know," Susie added. "Figured like, even if you came, even if someone stabbed you, you'd never say the fuck word, you know? I figured if you cursed, then you'd probably be smitten right on the spot. Smited? Smote…?"

Noelle giggled again, cuddling into Susie, their hair meshing together in lustrous obsidian and gold. "I'm smitten all right!" she continued, "I was under duress! A-and you were saying it, too! So it made me want… want to…"

"It was hot as hell, don't worry," Susie said with a chuckle, her claws softly, ever so softly, raking stripes down Noelle's fur at her back.

"Should I say it more?" Noelle's eyes sparkled, determined. "Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck! How's that?! Do you like it?!"

Susie seemed to choke before bursting out laughing. "Hahaha!!! oh man, I dunno, dude! You just sound kinda funny when you do it now!"

Noelle frowned. "Oh. Should I not say it?"

Susie said, "Hmm. Say it if you want. When you feel like it. Not because I do or don't want you to. I think it's a lot better that way."

Her smile returned. Noelle said, "Okay. I understand. Fuck." She giggled. "Last one for now!"

And Susie rasped into Noelle's tummy, her laughs vibrating through Noelle's body and up into her head. "Ahh, Noelle, you're way funnier than I expected. I love you." She said it so casually that it seemed even Susie didn't expect it. Susie stiffened.

"I love you too," Noelle repeated with a kiss atop her head. It was easy. So easy to say. So easy to say with Susie.

Somehow, Susie appeared flustered by this, despite the fact she just ate a girl out. She looked to the moonlit stained-glass windows, a new bright light of colors painting the church in so many wonderful hues and rainbows.

"We should probably get going," Susie said quietly into Noelle's tummy. "It's getting late. That pastor guy will be back any moment. Or someone else will try to get in."

Noelle gasped. The heat between her legs didn't quite burn uncontrollably anymore, didn't ache as much anymore, but… there was still something. Something wrong. It wasn't enough.

"What about you?" Noelle asked, releasing Susie's head.

"Huh?" Susie stretched her neck, rolling her shoulders. Noelle shuddered still somehow.

"You didn't get to finish did you?" Noelle asked again. "Only I did. Multiple times! It doesn't seem fair to you."

Susie scratched the back of her head, sitting up so that Noelle could bask in her topless beauty once more. "Ahh, I mean…" Her cheeks bled pink. "I sort of… uhh… I might have already came. When I was eating you out. And you were saying fuck. It was really fucking hot."

Noelle beamed, sitting up and putting her face right up to Susie's beautiful golden eyes. "Really?"

Susie's eyes widened at the closeness and Noelle could only giggle. "Yeah, dude. It's, uh, it's cool. Don't worry about me."

Something in Noelle's chest changed. Something clicked in her brain. The heat was back, but now it was in her chest, in her soul. She huffed a cold breath through her nose, watching it tickle against Susie's nostrils. She leaned in closer. Susie leaned back.

"So… you don't want me to fuck you?" Noelle asked, her lips so close to Susie's but not quite. She could taste Susie's little gasp. "I just want to repay you, Susie."

"You don't… uh… You…" Susie stumbled over her words, scrambling back against the pew. Noelle merely pressed forward, possessed by a sudden confidence, by a sudden hunger for Susie's delicious timid reactions. She couldn't even finish her sentence! How cute…!

Noelle quickly hopped off the pew, stretching her furry legs and back out, making sure Susie had a good seat. Susie let out a sigh of relief, but she didn't know what was coming next. Noelle, just barely, knew what she was doing, but oh goodness did she want to do it.

"Does this help?" Noelle suddenly pulled her skirt completely off. Susie's hair bristled, frozen on the spot. "Maybe this?" Noelle pulled her sweater vest all the way over her head, leaving her body completely open now. It wasn't like Susie couldn't see everything before, but maybe this way… maybe this way she'd know that she could take Noelle.

"N-Noelle," Susie breathed, unable to avert her eyes. "You… It's… I don't…"

Noelle gently, so very gently, climbed atop Susie. Susie was pushed down into the pew with an invisible force, like they were magnets of the same polarity. Her furry legs interlaced with Susie’s; her thighs still wet with passion pressing against Susie's pants. Susie could do nothing but let it happen, her claws out, as if nearly about to hug Noelle, but that opposing magnetic force pushed her away.

"If you really don't want me to…" Noelle breathed, pressing her chest into Susie's, slowly reaching her face. "You could easily stop me." She sighed as her nipples brushed against Susie's, the amazing sensation of hard and soft coming together, loving the way Susie nervously rocked against her.

"I-I could…!" Susie growled back, still unable to grab Noelle. She still tried to challenge Noelle, even in this, but for once, Noelle knew she'd win.

Noelle's hand slowly, agonizingly slowly, drifted down Susie's stomach, her fingertips tracing along the edge of her hardened muscles, of her rough scaly skin. It hurt, dragging her finger against Susie like this, especially while she was so flustered, but for some reason… Noelle didn't flinch away. It pricked and pulled at her fur, and she knew that Susie worried because she only became rougher.

This pain, these sharp edges, jagged and sweet, felt intoxicating. Noelle fought the urge to rub her entire body down against Susie, ripping her to shreds with nothing more than her own skin, but…

She hated making Susie nervous. It was one thing to tease her.

Noelle began to hum. The effects were nearly instantaneous. Susie's skin no longer bristled and prickled with teeth, instead flattening down and smoothing out. So soft… She ran the cut of her finger further and further down Susie's stomach, still humming gently.

Susie's muscles finally relaxed. Her arms falling atop of Noelle's back, gently holding her, nails raking gentle patterns into her fur.

Between hums, Noelle sang, "I knew you wouldn't," in a light and airy voice.

Susie chuckled, her entire body rumbling beneath Noelle's pleasantly. "Shut up," was all she said, smiling. Noelle giggled quietly into her as well.

After what felt like an age, Noelle's fingers finally hit the edge of Susie's pants. She felt Susie stiffen ever so slightly as Noelle dug underneath the fabric, greedy and needy.

Noelle continued to hum, astounded at how good it felt just to keep Susie calm beneath her like this. Each comfortable breath raised Noelle up ever so slightly, but enough to remind her just how big Susie really was.

And then Noelle's fingers found Susie's wet lips under her pants.

So very warm… Susie shifted under Noelle's touch, the twitch of a muscle, the clack of fangs, a tiny grunt against Noelle's hair… Nothing so strong, nothing so much. At least, Susie was trying very hard not to show anything.

Noelle's finger roamed between Susie's thighs, the fabric of Susie's boxers surprisingly pleasing to Noelle's fur as she explored. It was so much… bigger than Noelle's own, but everything about Susie was bigger. It was intoxicating, feeling Susie steadily shift beneath her, catching her breath every so often, trying to hide her pleasure for some reason.

"Do you like it?" Noelle asked, perhaps mischievously. She knew the answer.

Susie failed to answer at first, as if she were preparing. "Yeah," she said finally, another husky grunt escaping her as she spoke. Just as Noelle planned! (Hee hee…!)

At that, Noelle began to clumsily work her slick fingers between Susie's thighs. It felt so familiar, so simple, but the difference in size certainly made it more exciting. Down here, in the bikini-zone, Noelle noted that rough scale-like armor was also missing, leaving behind only her soft delicate skin. If Susie were to be fully nude, she might appear as if she wore some kind of sexy scale armor that didn't cover up the bits Noelle desperately wanted to see.

"Ngghh," Susie growled to herself, leaning her head back against the pew. "Noelle, er…"

"Hm?"

"Can, er, you use… two fingers?" Susie asked with a huff, averting those pretty golden eyes. Oh, how much Noelle wished to see them! But this view was a joy in and of itself.

"Okay," Noelle said, breathy and excited. She slipped her middle finger in along with her index, keeping them close as she rubbed gentle patterns into Susie. Goodness, Susie seemed to take Noelle's fingers so easily! So hungrily! Was two even enough…?

"Grrggh, yeah," Susie growled out. "Yeah, that's, hah, that's better. Thanks."

Noelle giggled. What amazing sounds Susie could make. Her lips and tongue still so wet, licking across those sharp fangs of hers without any fear of hurting herself. Even now, she still spoke so casually, as if she was afraid to be a bother to Noelle.

(Cute… So cute…)

Noelle couldn't help it. She knew she should have used her free hand to grope Susie, to stimulate Susie's nipples or perhaps stroke her sides, but oh, her own wet ache left her feeling incredibly needy. She dug a hand between both their bodies and slowly began to work herself as well, letting out a tiny, "Ah!" into Susie.

That really got Susie going. Something stirred within, and golden eyes glowed through her dark mess of hair at Noelle. Suddenly she felt something at her backside, running down, pausing at her tail, then down again. Susie's huge finger snuck in between Noelle's, practically shoving her side.

"A-ahh!" Noelle nearly shrieked with the sudden jolt in pleasure.

"S-shit. Is that okay?" Susie's finger stopped.

"It's more than okay…! It's really really really good!" Noelle was already begging again. "Please…"

Susie grunted once more, her thighs twitching into Noelle's hurried fingers. And Susie's finger returned, so incredibly careful, so incredibly gentle, her insanely sharp nails ever so barely brushing into Noelle's fur just above her wetness. It was enough to drive her to climax instantly, but she had to stay strong for Susie.

Noelle tried her best to match the pure bliss that Susie made her experience, her fingers working and rubbing in desperate hungry circles, the patterns always off-center and off rhythm as she bucked into Susie's lone finger.

One finger…! One finger was all it took for Susie! It was so big, so rough, so powerful…! It felt like it took up all of Noelle…! And yet, Susie was so incredibly gentle and careful! Meanwhile, Noelle felt like she had to exercise her wrists just to get a bump out of Susie!

"Hah…! Hah…!" Susie growled, her entire body starting to rock into Noelle.

"Ah!… Ah…!" Noelle cried, unable to stop herself from riding deeper and deeper into Susie's grip, faster and harder…! Their noises, so sharp and shrill and deep and gravelly as they pushed and bucked into each other.

They were a mess of sweat and fur and noises, their bodies moving in sync with each other, pressing and thrusting and gasping for the other. The church, oh, the church, it beheld them in a gentle darkness under the candlelight, not with judgment, but with safety. Whatever guilt Noelle might have felt before melted away into Susie's finger, against her leg and faded with a whimper.

It didn't feel wrong anymore. In some strange way, it felt so natural, so right, being here like this with Susie, heart and soul beating as one, the pews creaking beneath their passion, their ecstasy echoing against the incredibly tall walls of the church and through the rafters.

When Noelle felt that pressure building up inside for the third time tonight, when Noelle knew she was getting close, she wanted so desperately to share that moment with Susie. Under the silvery moonlight, she managed to look up at Susie's scrunched up face as she growled and slavered with pleasure and said, "Fuck me, Susie." Noelle's voice came out airy and tiny, hungrier than she ever expected. "Fuck me, Susie…" she repeated once more, again and again, husky and wet.

Susie, golden eyes alight with fire, flared her nostrils and winced, her muscles clenching and tingling wildly, her grip around Noelle tightening. Her finger began to lose control, began to press a little too hard, her claw raking slightly into Noelle's fur, a furnace blast of pain slicing into Noelle's haze. Oh, but somehow, it only made it better…! It only made Noelle rock harder, hump faster and more desperately, even as Susie's claw trembled and scraped against her.

"F-fuck, Noelle, I…" Susie tried to say, her inhibitions vanished, her stoic dignity tossed away with her jacket. She didn't finish her sentence, but Noelle knew, Noelle knew this was what she wanted so desperately.

"Come for me, Susie…! Come for me…! Fuck…! Please…!"

And Noelle felt it. She felt the way Susie contracted, the way her entire body shuddered and crashed into Noelle! She snapped her maw shut, but angry grunts still steamed out of her nostrils, her free hand clutching Noelle's behind, mindlessly thumbing her tail as she climaxed.

Angel above, it felt so good. It felt better than anything she'd ever experienced so far. Noelle finished with Susie easily, moaning so horribly loudly, she worried someone would hear her outside the church. Her voice trembled as she came, entire body shivering against Susie's hulking body, hanging to her like one would a bucking bull.

When she had any sense back, any control of herself, Noelle quickly pulled herself up to Susie's maw and kissed her passionately once more, her tiny tongue licking and lapping up anything that Susie had left, any gasps or moans or grunts or growls, anything!

For a moment… a brief tender moment, they let themselves sigh and flop against the pews, gasping for air by the other's neck. Susie's arms fell to the side, chest still pushing Noelle up and down, their chests squished pleasantly against each other. They could feel everything in this peace. There was no shame, no guilt, no worries, only a deep and comforting relaxation as they held each other under the moonlit silence.

"That was… amazing," Susie said through sweaty grunts, breaking the quiet with her wonderfully raspy voice.

"Mmm…!" Noelle could only smile, still completely out of breath.

"Are you… finally appeased?" Susie asked, golden gaze holding Noelle. "I honestly never would have guessed you could be this horny." She laughed, another rumbling earthquake under Noelle's furry frame.

"I think… I think I'm good now," Noelle said with a sheepish giggle. "I, um, I know. It's kind of embarrassing how, um… excited I get." Just breathing the word made Noelle a little excited again…!

"Don't be embarrassed," Susie groaned, pushing herself up and placing Noelle's head in her big comfy lap. "It is so fucking hot. Seriously. Like. Seriously."

"Fahaha," Noelle laughed, sitting up and stretching her back out. Oh, she was going to be so sore tomorrow. And, er, she needed to make sure Susie didn't see the scratches or else she'd worry…

Noelle scoured the dark floors for her underwear and quickly began putting her clothes back on. They, er, didn't feel that great. Considering. The wet parts. But she just needed to hurry home! Take a shower! Wash her clothes! It'd be fiiine!

When Susie let out a jaw cracking yawn and lumbered to her feet, still beautifully topless, Noelle tried not to let her breath get taken away. She grinned and slipped her shirt and jacket on easily enough, the white light of the moon highlighting the black of her hair.

"C-could we…" Noelle started, fiddling with her fingers. "Could we do this… again? Sometime?" Noelle asked.

Susie broke out into her usual rasping laugh. "Here I thought I was the animal in town!" She grinned and shrugged. "Hell yeah. When do you wanna meet up again?"

Noelle's chest sparked and her eyes glimmered in visions of their sexy sweaty futures. "Anytime we can! Tomorrow! I'll… I'll find you! Don't worry!"

"Fuck me," Susie laughed, mock exhausted.

"That's the idea!" Noelle said cutely.

And that got a wonderful laugh out of Susie again. "Yeah, sure. Why not? I'll take whatever time I can to get to know you more, Noelle. And hey."

Susie's golden eyes gleamed dangerously.

"If you don't find me? I'll find you."