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Will bleated weakly, his eyes squeezing shut as he suppressed his pleasure. Jett clearly has done this before, if the way her paws brushed up Will’s spine didn’t say enough.
“You really need to loosen up, little guy.” Jett nearly purrs in his ear, earning another soft moan as skilled paws massaged up aching muscles.
“How long do you usually wear that tape? It feels like your traps are legit rocks.” Jett kneaded further into the muscle, Will hissing and squirming at the pain. Jett wasn’t a professional, Will knew this, but he had faith that whatever she was doing wasn’t bad, yet he shrugs in response.
“Jett..” Will whimpered, clearing his throat before trying again. Jett’s paws stuttered for a moment before sliding nimble thumbs down his back and rubbing the base of his spine. Will took the open silence as a moment to speak, “Jett, to be honest, it’ll piss you off if I told you, I barely want anyone to know I even do that, too intimate.”
Jett snorts through her nose, rubbing over where the tape was laid last, the fur was thin there but still just as soft as everywhere else. “I’ll take it to the grave if you want me to, besides.. I’m literally straddling you.”
Will felt his shoulders, which he didn’t even know were tensed up, droop a bit, humming to himself.
“Well, I mean, you could just be doing your old teammate a favor, for y’know, visiting his g.o.a.t in his free time every day, for the past week.. especially because he’s stayed for dinner a bajillion times too!” Will smirked, which earned an annoyed groan.
“You’re such a little shit Harris, y’know that?”
“You like it though, you just don’t know how to show it yet.” Will pokes back, despite the others prickly words, small talk.
Jett stills now, leaning back, the bed creaking with the shift in weight. “Yeah, what about me says I’m afraid to show anything, hm? I’d love to hear it.”
Will hums with content, keeping up the ruse of thought by tapping a hoof on his chin. “You got me there, Jett, you know yourself better than I do.”
Jett said nothing then, and it was quiet like that for a moment until Jett sighed through her nose.
“Roll over, goat boy.” Will tilted his head back, trying to get a feel for the tone of the request, until two very powerful paws gripped him by the shoulder and shifted him onto his back. Will shivered, before coyly darting his eyes towards the left.
“My bad if that was too forward, I thought we were doing like.. a thing?” Will felt his mouth get dry when his gaze eased back over to Jett.
Boy, was she big, like, all over. He’s always been smaller, in his opinion, medium-er than everyone. But the woman above him, was larger than life, and has been like that for much longer than Will has been alive.. almost.
“A thing.” Jett says, almost mocking but, even Will could pick up what she was putting down.
“Yes ma’am.” Will grins a little and Jett stares into his eyes for a bit longer before cracking a smirk.
“You’re different now Will, much more..” Jett goes quiet in introspection.
“Mature? Sexy, maybe? I got a haircut a couple days ago, if it’s the hair, which, it might be I dunno’ .” Will laughs, nerves tightly winding around the tense situation.
“Sexy? maybe, but mature is something.. I’m on the fence about that.” Jet punts back, this time, Will can’t avoid that look in her eyes.
It was something he’d seen on the court millions of times, in millions of different perspectives. Minus, off the court, right in his face.
Hunger, eyes reflecting a burning desire to reap the rewards of said hunger. Firstly, she’d have to win. And well, Will never makes it easy for his opponent.
“You are attractive, I’ll give you that much, kid.” Jett settles on that, and in Will’s mind, that was as close to a ball pass as he could get.
“Coming from you, y’know, with your high standards and all, I’ll take that as a compliment.”
“Take it as you will, I guess.”
“Nah nah, don’t short change yourself here, I know your style, I know you never settle for nothing you can just replace.”
“Oh, so you’re irreplaceable? Cocky, coming from you.”
Ball’s in his court now, he shoots, “Not cocky, just sure of myself, I know you like whatever this is.” Will gestures to the air and tilts his head back again, “Maybe I like that you like it, too.”
Jett laughs, almost breathless.
“You’re a needy little thing, aren’t you?”
Swish.
Will felt like he had to swallow down his heart back into his chest, taking in the toothy smile from his former teammate.
“You think so?” Will managed to say before Jett clicked her tongue, drawing his attention back to the general conversation.
“Do you really think I would do this for anyone? You’re dense.” Jett leans close, Will’s eyes dilated to see her from the neck straining angle.
“Do you really want to know what I want to do to you? You wanna guess? You want me to show, or tell you?” Jett whispered, Will gasped when he felt claws dig into the warm flesh of his stomach. It was more surprising than painful, a more vocal reaction fought to escape from the confines of his chest.
“Tell me? I’m curious what you think about me..” Will sheepishly eyed Jett’s ears standing at attention, a brave smile wiggled it way onto his face. “Show me after, if you’re up for it.”
“You’re annoyingly loyal, corny, and most of all, chatty, you miss out on key details.” Jett presses down on his stomach gently, claws slowly retracing. Will face flushed, warmth traveling through his cheek and down his neck.
“Not true, I notice a whole lot.” Will's voice croaked before he watched a digit press against his lips, effectively shushing him.
“Quiet, and listen.” Jett order with a glare. Will jaw screwed shut, before hanging back open again when Jett’s claws retracted.
“You have two choices, leaving and not mentioning anything that was said here ever again, or, letting me show you what I’ve been trying to tell you in my own way for these past few months.” Jett offered, gesturing to him.
Will mulls over the thought.
Such a crazy fork in the road. On one hand, if he stays and this doesn’t work out, if Jett doesn’t like it, it’ll make it weird for like.. forever. If he leaves, he’ll never get to know if Jett even feels anything at all, much less he would know if he’ll ever be allowed to be this close to her ever again. If he ever makes it out of this in one piece.
“One hell of a Matrix situation, like, pick the red pill of doom or the blue pill of.. also doom?”
“The Matrix? That sci-fi movie about the future computer thingy? Boy, what you know about that?”
“Jett, I’m 20, not 5, at some point I watched it.” Will huffs, pouting childishly.
The bigger mammal's tail flicked in anticipation, “Focus kid, what do you want?”
‘I really want you, so badly that I’ll die if you don’t touch me soon’ is what he definitely wanted to say, but he knew that’s not something she'd want to hear right now, maybe. Will darts a tongue out to wet his lips, nerves making him feel dry all over.
“You, badly.” He settled on, half dizzy when he noticed that now his thighs were on either side of Jett's lap.
“You’re so very forward Will, good.” Jett nods matter-of-factly, like she’s actually appreciated his painfully horny ‘yes’. Then, almost instantly, Jett was super close to his face, his emerald green eyes shimmering off of her amber ones.
“You okay with this, short-stack, you’ll tell me when to stop?”
“Yes, yeah, J.” Will cracks a smile at the poor attempt of an appropriate nickname.
A kiss, simple yet sweet pressed against his own lips. The impact was soft, plush almost. The kiss was so feathery, it felt like something that could only come from a cheesy rom-com flick. It was weird, but mesmerizing. Will didn’t know what to do with his hooves, luckily for him, Jett took the lead.
Her rough tongue jutted out to lick the much softer fur around his lower lip. Will whined lowly, Jett mumbled something he couldn’t hear over the blood rushing through his ears.
He knew he wasn’t the best kisser, not something he was proud to admit but he could learn. Jett decided that she had enough of trying to kiss, dragging much smaller, warmer kisses down his taut neck.
“Jett, please.” Will begged, not sure why, but he felt like it was right.
“I know, I know, you have to be patient.” Jett chided, Will groaned in half frustration.
Jett’s paws started to roam now, squeezing bits of fat and rubbing down soft fur. Will felt those talented paws doing what they are best at, working for that victory. Will’s hips bucked a bit, feeling a warmth build in the pit of his belly.
“Why are you going so sloooowww?” Will drawled out, slightly hoping Jett would address it.
“Patience gets rewarded, rookie.”
Will was about to half heartedly complain again until he felt a jolt of pleasure shoot up his spine. Will hissed through his teeth, feeling a paw play with the waistband of his shorts.
“Oh.” The goat says a little louder than necessary.
“…Your first time?” Jett asked, sending a white hot wave of shame over the goat.
“Lowkey, no, I mean, it’s intimidating to touch.. don’t wanna break my thang or whatever.” Will chooses not to look at Jett when he admits it, choosing to spare his dignity in that sense.
He was partly joking about ‘breaking’ himself. Will wasn’t really into the whole touching thing at any point before this, found that it wasted more time than necessary, even if it felt kinda good.
“You’re missing out sweetheart, feels like fireworks, don’t it?”
“Yeah, a bit.” Will shrugs, it feels less embarrassing when you’re nonchalant about it.
“You still wanna keep going?”
“Yeah, yes, please.” Will said, Jett’s paw finally wiggles in past the thin black cotton of his shorts, and under his froot of the looms to what feels like the big red X on a pirate map.
Then there was that fizzling feeling, but ten times better.
“Fuckkkkk.” Will squeezed his thighs around Jett’s, who simply just hummed.
“Oops, sorry, I didn’t mean to cuss, my bad.” Will stammered, feeling like his face was on fire.
“I get it, it feels good, let me know how it feels, Will.” Jett’s syrupy sweet voice entranced him, like that sweetness was seeping into his joints.
“Good, more, please, if you want.” Will suggest, head lolling to the side. Jett massaged a digit inside with the newfound permission, Will hissing at the slight stretch. It was tender, but so good. Jett pumped it in and out, the wet sound making Will splotchy blush down his neck seemingly glow.
“Ughh, yes, please, Jett.” His brows furrowed, nose scrunched in concentration. He was slick, he felt it as much as he heard it. A second digit was inserted, and for the first time in the past ten minutes, Will takes in Jett’s face. Her jaw hung open, eyes wide in almost wonderment, very jarring to see from someone who’s usually reserved and kept to themself emotionally.
“Jett, you’re killing me here.” Will starts up, before Jett rolls a spare digit over a rather sensitive bundle of nerves, Will chokes out a moan. “Aah, shit, ughhhh,” his thigh jumps, a hiss escaping his teeth when digits rub against a spot inside of him.
Jett’s red comforter twisted in his hooves, the muscle in his neck straining. “Fuck, uhhh, Jett, Jett, please, again.”
“Let me fuck you Will, you gotta ask me for it.”
“Huh?” Will whimpered through grit teeth.
Jett growls a bit, skilled fingers thrusting into and rubbing against all the right places. “Oh god, Jett, Is that not what we’re doing?”
“Say it, ask me.”
“Ughh, Jett, fuck..” Another lazy thumb roll over his clit before he hits the peak. Eyes vision blurred, pleasure making him feel lightheaded. Jett stroked that sweet spot again, the one that makes him drip onto her fingers like sap.
“Fuck, ahh, fuck me Jett, I need it,” Will saw sparks, feeling his thighs tremble, he tried his best to string the one thought along. “I need you to fuck me so bad, please, please?” His climax hits him like a truck, fast and difficult to know where it came from.
His eyes rolled back, his moan low but deep, thighs quivering as digits unburied themselves from his now soaked briefs. His core felt like it was melting out of him, eyes finally focusing back on the black cat above him.
“Beautiful, but.. not done yet.” Jett whispers, eyes focused on her paws that dripped with arousal. She was so handsome like this, laser focused on getting him to feel good. Will felt like the sex wasn’t even the best part, it was just getting to see that face work him over the edge. Not that the experience wasn’t good, that was the first time he’s been fingered since like.. forever ago.
“Ughhhh, Jett, this is crazy, I don’t even know what that was.. foreplay?” Will dryly mumbled, laying his head back against plush pillows.
“You’ll understand in a bit.. Now, I need you to be a good boy and wait here,” Will’s eyes remained shut, Jett pat his cheek a little to get his eyes back open, “You think you can do that, while I go get you something?”
Will limply nodded and rolled on his side, the movement making him wiggle out of his shorts a bit. Jett wasn’t subtle at all with gawking at him, she stumbled into the hall, mumbling curses to herself.
Jett seemed to have fully walked off now, Will taking in a moment of quiet bliss of Jett’s bedroom. Jett was so good with her paws, Will was lucky to at least experience much more than a back rub. Though, he wondered if Jett had planned for the experience to be extended, so to speak. Will felt his face swell with heat, burying his face in the pillows that smelled like her.
The rookie stretched a bit more across the bed, easing into the comfort a little more before a voice broke him out of his relaxed state. “You know, you could have just asked to be a little more comfortable just then,” Jett joked, Will bleated out in surprise.
“Dude, don’t sneak up on a guy like that!” Will frowned, turning his head to see the towering panther smiling down at him. She was holding a glass of water for him, it was decently small in her hands, almost like a shot glass.
Will thankfully took it, gulping it down like it was the last thing he’d have.
“This is my bed Will, in my house, I can sneak up on you however I please.” Jett punctuated her teasing with a shoulder tap. Will puts the glass on the nightstand next to the bed, wiping his mouth with the back of his hoof.
“Jett, be nice, this is baby’s first adult sleepover, what if I just wanna cuddle up next to you?” Will rested his cheek on his wrist, looking up at her wistfully.
“No you don’t, if that were the case, I wouldn’t have even thought to let you lay your goat ass in my bed.” Will snorted a laugh at Jett’s terrible attempt at humor, shoulders shaking as he giggled.
“Touché, Jett! However, I wasn’t hearing any complaints about my ass before this.” Will wiggled his eyebrows, causing Jett to push his face away in pseudo disgust.
“Boy, you are something else.” Jett scoffed, opening the drawer of the nightstand and reaching inside.
Will felt a tonal shift almost instantly, his heart racing in his chest. Jet pulls out a harness of some kind, smirking when she catches a glimpse of Will’s wide eyed but curious stare. The harness was black faux leather, shimmery bits glowed in the lamp light. However, the star of the show was the lengthy black dildo that hung from it. If looks could kill, that strap on would have definitely taken Will out of this world.
“Are you really ready for me to do this kind of thing? Or do you need a minute?”
“Nah, but, if it’s okay with you, I’m gonna look away from the drawer. This is giving 50 Shades of Grey, and that movie was too freaked out for me.”
Jett nearly cackled, her head tilted in a way that let Will watch her throat bob with laughter. “You’re so cute, you know that?” Jett poked his cheek, Will swatted playfully at her paw and flopped over to look at the left wall. Jett wasted no time, Will heard the shuffling of clothes hitting the floor and he felt his face get hot in embarrassment.
“Do you want to do the honor of taking the rest off?” Jett started, Will rolled back over to see the harness had been attached with a quickness. “Jett, I’d give anything in the world to take your clothes off.” Will jokes, his soft smile betraying his nerves.
She still had on her hoodie, and her sports bra band peaked from under the cut out slits. Will’s mouth watered at the thought of undressing her now, he sits up from his position on the bed to tug her jacket over her head.
She was warm, and smelled like jasmine and cedar wood, her usual earthy musk shadowed by the expensive lotion she liked to put on once in a while. The goat fought the urge to deeply inhale her scent, and instead wiggled his fingers under her sports bra and tugged it up over her head too.
“Your turn, shorty.” Jett firmly places a hand on his chest and pushes gently. Will nervously sits back on his knees, taking in her fully naked look. “I don’t think I’d look as good as you do right now but..” Will sheepishly said, but allowed her to do it anyway. Jett clicks her tongue, pulling Will’s grey hoodie up a bit before stopping. “Are you okay with me seeing the rest of you?”
“Uhh..” he hums in thought before nodding. Jett pulls off his hood much slower than Will did hers, reminiscent of what she does when she’s mapping out her gameplay in her head. It’s like Will can feel her eyes staring him down right through the fur.
“Will, you’re good looking, you know that, right?” Jett’s paws were at it again, palming him through his bottom layers.
“Uh, right, yeah.” Will croons, not as sensitive as a few minutes ago, but still aching with want.
“I want you to feel that way forever, I want you to know that you’re sexy to me, mature and sexy, to me.” Jett growls, tugging his shorts down. Will lifts his hips to help her a bit, squeezing his thighs to control himself.
“Jett..” Will whined a bit, paws now pulling down his briefs to reveal his heat.
Turned on was an understatement, slick sticking to his thighs and his core damn near radiating with heat. Jett purred with content, rubbing a thumb over his slick little bundle of nerves. Will felt sparkly almost, his eyes laser focused on Jett’s paw.
“So, I know you said that wasn’t your first time getting fingered but, what about.. everything else?” Jett queried an eyebrow at him.
Will’s shoulders slumped in disappointment. “I’m totally a virgin dude, if that wasn’t already obvious?” He chuckled dryly, opting to look directly at Jett for guidance. She nods sagely, “Don’t worry, I gotcha, I just need you to relax.”
Will nods his head, laying his head back. “You’re really handsome down here, Will, and you’re crazy wet.”
“I mean, that’s good to hear? I’d hate to be ugly and not into it.”
Jett snorts, warm air blowing over his most sensitive bits. “I’m not gonna lie tho J, I might not last if you keep doing that.” Will starts before shivering and lurching forward. Jett had completely ignored his warning in favor of placing her tongue down flat against his wetness.
“Fuck, careful, pleaseee.” Will begged and it fell of deaf ears, a low purr vibrated up his spine.
“You’re gonna kill me, Jett, oh god.” Will hooves stretched outwards to clutch her head, lazily humping against the panthers unwavering lapping tongue. Jett was really good at spoiling Will it seems, she didn’t even react when he started grabbing and yanking at her.
Jett tucked the palms of her paws under his ass, the tongue that was once lapping lazy circles around his clit, twisted its way inside of him with the force of her physically pulling him close. Will moaned loud at that, begging and praying that he doesn’t cum too early. The panthers withdrew her tongue, just to drag down warm folds and into the awaiting dripping mess.
The goat teared up, his eyes screwed shut as he focused on the newer feeling. Jett stopped for a moment, causing Will to roll his hips up against the sensation. Will came undone in an instant, swearing and shaking and nearly breathless. Jett squeezed Will’s ass a bit, earning a tail twitch in response.
“Wow.” Will says, looking down to see Jett’s face, curious eyes more trained on what’s going on below the belt. His vision swam, despite that though, he grinned like an idiot. “Jett.. you gotta teach me how to do that.” “What for?” “Oh y’know, thinking of getting into tantalizingly tough tongue twisters.” Jett rolls her eyes at that, Will knows she wants to laugh so bad.
“Haw, very funny Will, but a magician never reveals their secrets.”
“Pretty please?” Will asked, batting his eyelashes real sweetly, making sure to give her wet puppy eyes too.
“We both know that a pretty please from you won’t end in the way you think.”
Will scoffed, dramatically crossing his arms and rolling his eyes. “And you called me needy?”
“First of all, your ass is still in my paws, and second of all, I’ve made you orgasm at least twice.” Jett ends her statement with a squeeze of her paws. Will laughed a bit, sitting up on his arms to look at her better. “I do get it now though, you like like me.” Will wiggled his hooves in her face laughing. Jett groaned in faux annoyance, “Like like are not the words I would have chosen, but the childishness of it is very eye opening.”
Will shook his head and crossed his arms. “Aht aht, Jett, you think I’m mature and sexy, you said it yourself.”
“Did I now? Was that before or after the first orgasm you had? Maybe you were hallucinating that part while you were all blissed out.”
“Nuh uh, you said it, I’m sure, don’t try to change it up now while you’re not overwhelmed in wanting to get in my pants.”
“Overwhelmed? Says the guy who was moaning and whining my name while I was rolling out your muscles. Seems like you’re the horndog.”
“Can’t a guy emote a lil bit?”
“What?”
“Anyways, if you’re done revising history and overstimulating my virgin senses, are you gonna let me and my butt go?” Will’s tail swished and brushed against the paws that gripped him.
“I’m not done actually.” Jett interrupted, “It’s taking everything in me to not fuck you into the mattress, even with that smart mouth of yours.” Jett puts him down now, choosing to keep him pinned just with the weight of her hips when she moves up. “I just really want you to enjoy this last part.”
Will's very eager clit twitched in interest, Jett’s eyes squinted into thin slits, feeling his hips buck up under her.
“I could go for you on top of me.”
Jett was quick to mount him. Either way, horny or not, Will’s desire to be fucked seriously outweighed any stupidly unimportant fears a virgin would have. Whatever dignity Will thought he had went flying out of the window as Jett flipped and folded him every which way for the next three hours.
If getting ate out was the weirdest, wettest experience, getting fucked thoroughly into the soft king sized mattress was definitely the most eye opening. Jett’s digits had nothing on the burning ache of getting stretched by something longer and wayyy bigger.
By the time the sun peaked through the trees, Jett was snoring soundly. Will, who had been slowly coming to terms with Jett’s physical declaration of desire for him, didn’t sleep a wink. His hair stood on end as he watched Jett sleep without a care.
“Dead to the world.. crazy stamina.” Will whispered, wiggling into the sweet spot between Jett's side and closed his eyes.