Hannah sits up again, and shimmies forwards on the bed until her hips roughly align with Kumi's. Resting her hands on the headboard above Kumi's head, she lowers herself carefully and presses her sex to Kumi's vulpine cock.

Kumi shifts as well, finding a position where she can work her hips against Hannah, sitting up a little in bed and propping herself with a pillow. She reaches out and settles her hands on Hannah's hips, feeling the curve where her thigh meets her pelvis. 

She rolls her hips, just slightly. Her cock throbs, pressed between her belly and Hannah's hot, slick cunt.

Hannah raises herself up a little and presses the tip of Kumi's shaft to her opening, guiding the motion with one hand. 

Kumi's breath catches. 

Slowly, achingly slowly, Hannah eases herself back down Kumi's cock, and earths it deep in her sodden cunt.

Then she leans in, and kisses Kumi firmly.

Kumi's hands rise to Hannah's back as they kiss. 

Hannah's cunt is hot and slick and tight on her cock, and feels incredible... but she finds herself wanting to savour the moment. 

She embraces Hannah, and kisses her, and holds still.

Hannah kisses back, lingeringly, slowly, her breasts pressed against Kumi's. 

Then she leans back, and slowly grinds herself forwards and then back again, the cock inside her stiff and insistent against her inner walls. The shape's not quite what she's used to, and the exotic sensation of that pointed tip presses in precisely against her g-spot. It feels so good, blunt-sharp just against her weak point. 

She lets out a small moan, her breath ragged and slow.

Kumi siiiiighs and pulses inside Hannah and takes a handful of her ass and rolls her hips back against her, claws digging gently into her skin.

Her cock grinds in, and the ridges and bumps of Hannah's sex glide across her, milking her exquisitely. The feeling of being sheathed in sweet heat hooks right into her hindbrain and makes her pant and shudder, her hips juddering unsteadily. It's incredible, and Hannah's barely even moving yet.

Hannah presses back against Kumi, her breath coming faster, and quickens her motions, her hips rocking back and forth, back and forth along Kumi's thighs. Half an inch of cock starts to slip in and out of her as she exaggerates the motion, finding her own pace. 

Each short thrust seems to grind right in against the deepest part of her, filling her, completing her, making her whole. The hollow ache she hardly noticed she had in her is suddenly, completely filled, and it's primally satisfying like nothing but sex ever is. 

Words can't express it, so she just moans and hopes Kumi understands.  

Kumi flushes and grins as that moan spills from Hannah's mouth, and her tails come up and wrap tightly around Hannah's thighs, helping with the motion, spurring her on. 

Each thrust feels like it jars right against her brainstem, sinking her deeper into lust and need and satiation, blurring her thoughts, making her crave more, more, more -

But the pace is Hannah's to control, and so there's nothing she can do but moan and beg -

"Faster, fuck, faster, deeper, harder, more -"

Hannah laughs lowly, and slows her pace a little. "Ask nicely," she purrs.

It's hard to slow, hard to tease, but she wants to see the look on Kumi's face so badly -

"Please," Kumi begs. "Faster please, Hannah, you fucking tease, please."

Her cock pulses inside Hannah, tense and hot and achingly unfulfilled, her claws digging into Hannah's back now, her body tense and needy.

Hannah sighs, and smiles, and lets her body take over. Her thighs slap against Kumi's as she speeds to the pace she wants in her core, Kumi's cock pumping inside her, her breath tense and sharp and high and shuddery. Each thrust builds the tension higher, higher, sharper, brighter, purer within her, raw sensation, raw need -

Kumi moans hard, feeling the intense slick friction all around her shaft and tip. It drives all thought from her brain, replaced with heat and need and yearning -

"I'mgonnacome," she gasps in one breath, and pulses hard inside Hannah. "HhhhhhhhhAnnah!"

Hannah grins. "Come then," she manages. "Fucking spend your load inside me. I want to feel it. Every last drop of it. All of it." She kisses Kumi firmly and deeply and clenches hard around her, feeling her cock grind in deep and firm and right inside her.  

Kumi grabs Hannah's thighs hard and spears her cock into her in a sharp buck, her hips rising off the bed for a moment, then grits her teeth and closes her eyes and spends herself inside her. There's nothing left in her head but blinding, white-hot pleasure. 

As Hannah feels Kumi's cock pulse inside her, she comes too, fingers grabbing the headboard hard, her body overwhelmed in a wash of hazy heat and satisfaction that flares from her sex and washes over every inch of her body, from her toes to her fingers to the top of her head. 

She gasps, and collapses onto Kumi, every ounce of energy spent.

"Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh...." Kumi wraps her arms around Hannah in a close embrace, the tails wrapped around her thighs hugging her close as well. "That was... That was really something." She kisses Hannah's shoulder, slowly, lingeringly. Her oversensitive cock is still earthed in her, and the tingles in her brain still haven't stopped. Everything feels warm and faraway.

Hannah settles in and lays still as a lump, her body soaked with sweat and her fluids matting Kumi's fur. 

She feels... happy. 

Kumi carefully unwraps her tails from around Hannah's thighs, and lets go her embrace. Her claws are stained with blood, but the matching marks on Hannah have already faded.

She nuzzles her snout gently against Hannah's shoulder.

Hannah sits up, and carefully disentangles herself from Kumi, pulling off her cock and shifting over to instead sit next to her on the bed. Her thighs tremble slightly, and a dull ache runs through her body. 

She rubs her forehead and takes a long breath. "Whew," she says. "That was a workout." She smiles despite herself, and her hand trails down Kumi's chest, just beside her breasts. 

Kumi smiles back dreamily. 

"That was..." She runs a hand through her hair. "... better than i expected, honestly. With my nerves all jangling like that."

"Yeah," says Hannah back. "For me, too." She sits back. "I think... I think I got what I came for. You've been lovely, and all, but..." She ducks her head and hides a smile. "We shouldn't hog the room."

Kumi sits up as well, and lets out a low sigh. "Yeah, you're right." She smiles slightly. "Well, it - it was nice. Thank you for... showing me the ropes."

Hannah reaches into the bedside table and pulls out a sealed tube of wet wipes. Pulling one out for herself, she passes the tube to Kumi.

"Don't mention it," she says. "It was a pleasure."