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Blake Belladonna has a problem. Yang Xiao Long, her loving girlfriend, knows all about this little problem, and loves to tease her about it.
Blake Belladonna has an incredible attraction to children.
She doesn't hurt them, she doesn't touch them inappropriately, and she keeps her compulsions in check.
It was at her girlfriend's insistence that Blake agreed to stop for a rest at the park. She was a little nervous about being so close to the playground, but she wasn’t about to let Yang know that. Unfortunately, Yang already knew.
Blake darts her eyes away as a young boy with a green shirt runs up to the bench Yang had chosen for them to sit at. It was awfully close to the slides.
The boy had a curiosity in his eyes. Haunting eyes, almost, but he was so small and soft looking. Blake couldn’t help but feel her chest warm up, inching him away into her peripheral vision.
When he spoke she locked up:
“Can I pet your kitty ears?”
She couldn’t stop herself from quickly flitting them back. She anxiously looked at Yang, who was distracted speaking with someone who seemed to be the boy's guardian.
“Pleeease??”
Her heart was beating faster. She didn’t know what to do, or say. He was pulling at her pant leg. Her clothes were too tight for something like this. Shifting her legs, she stammered awkwardly at the boy, glancing dead center at his cargo shorts.
“I- They’re kinda… private… parts…”
She misspoke, her mind having wandered.
It caught the boy by surprise, and she tried to correct herself:
"No, no-no, I don’t mean private parts. I mean that they are… sensitive.”
“Well... I’ll be gentle!”
By this point, several other children had noticed the boy's absence, and came over to see what was going on.
Yang, now standing a few feet from the bench, chimed in: “Hey, Blake, why don’t you just let them give you a pet?”
She glanced over. Several excited looking parents were lined up in a row behind Yang, all staring at her ears with varying levels of curiosity in their eyes. Clearly, Faunus were not common around these parts.
Blake sighed, bracing herself.
“Okay, sure… Just a little.”
She stood up carefully and then knelt down, hanging her head low, her ears twitching with nervousness.
With incredible suddenness, many small hands were touching at her ears. Most were pushing at the thickness of them, itching and scratching on either side, sending shivers rippling into her scalp. Some were thumbing onto the tips of her ears, where the skin becomes thinner, and much, much more sensitive.
Her face burned red, and she felt her leggings begin to tighten. She couldn't get hard from this, not here, not now.
The way she was kneeling hid her crotch, and she tried to breathe regularly and focus her thoughts on anything else.
She was drowning in the sound of rubbing, the giggling of so many children, and her deep, heavy, fast heartbeat.
It felt really good. Too good. Her breaths, and her dick, only got harder.
Shaking hard all over, she carefully fell to her knees. Her hands met the ground to steady herself.
"You okay, Blake?"
Yang's voice caught her attention.
She turned her head to look. Yang had an expression of concern, probably worrying that she let this go too far.
"A-Aah- All... Ggoood..."
Blake could only moan between broken up gasping and purrs.
It was beyond embarrassing. Several parents held their hands to their mouths.
Yang quickly spoke to several of the adults at once, something quiet enough that Blake couldn't make it out. Whatever it was, it seemed to put them all at ease.
She glanced back at the ground, practically panting now. The kids just kept scratching at her cat ears, and a few had moved onto her head, and her human ears. She felt the familiar welling of a sizable amount of precum pushing through her dick, and struggled greatly to keep her moaning quiet.
Many of the children took advantage of her lower stance to start petting her sides, her back, her chest.
She felt so good all over, and couldn't move.
"Okay, okay, let's give her some space now, alright?"
Yang shooed the children back onto the playground, leaving Blake a heaving mess still on her hands and knees.
Yang helped her girlfriend back on her feet, tactfully standing such that she blocked the parents' view of Blake's slowly shrinking erection.
Blake was still breathless, however, and Yang spoke for her:
"As you can see, she's great with kids!"
Most of the guardians nodded in agreement.
Blake panted quietly. By now, she had no idea what was going on.
"Yang... Can ... Can we go... Home ..."
Yang supported her on her shoulder and they took the shortcut back home.