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Rating: M

The summary itself is basically all you need to know; enjoy.


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Nighttime

"Ahh" Tamaki breathed, stepping out of the bathroom.

"What's with you? It's just a shower."

She just smiled, half-turning around, hands on her orange bathrobe, "Yes, it is just a shower" she teased to Kiba, who was lying sprawled on the bed. "Doesn't mean I can't enjoy it or anything."

Kiba chuckled, looking back up at the ceiling, hands behind his head- sideways across his stomach/waist, Akamaru lay dozing. "Yeah well, I didn't mean anything by it either" he said, shrugging. "After all, what kind of grief can I give over little quirks? Even yours?"

"That's mean" Tamaki called, completely playful; he just grunted, but hiding a grin (unlike her). "After all, it's not like you're getting back at me, dog boy."

He raised his head, confused but going with it. "Why would I need to get back at you right now?" he asked, smirking. "Can you tell me that, cat girl?"

"Oh I don't know" she answered, having to suppress laughter at his tone. "Perhaps for having walked in on you naked."

Kiba's entire body jerked for a moment, hard enough that Akamaru was jolted awake, a small growl at this before he registered things. Kiba's cheeks were turning reddish, struggling with himself, so he didn't answer - meanwhile, Akamaru glanced at her, seeming to give off an impression of 'Oh, this', and promptly moved off the bed.

"Hey! Akamaru!"

This time Akamaru ignored his partner, but there was a small 'too late' smirk- seemingly anyway.

Tamaki giggled, bending down onto her knees, gently rubbing at Akamaru's body (he liked that). "Your partner's quite easy to tease" she whispered to him, playful. "All I need do is say certain words out of the blue, and he freaks."

Having his ears rubbed, Akamaru didn't react as far as she could see, but she knew he'd heard.

Even softer: "Think you can leave us alone now, Akamaru?" she breathed to him, slightly buried in his fur. "Please?"

Akamaru turned to look at her... and if she interpreted his expression right, from the way his muzzle and eyes were set, it's what Kiba called 'you owe me'...

Tamaki understood that; Akamaru had slowly become 'resigned' to their relationship after she'd proven herself, but he still tended to be resistant to leaving them alone, and only more time would change that. "Treats?" she asked, but no reaction on Akamaru's part. "Belly rub? Playing all day tomorrow?"

A slight reaction; getting there, but not enough yet.

"Few days of play?" she whispered, curious, before Akamaru suddenly licked her nose. "Oh- heh, looks like we're agreed" she said gently, giving him an extra-good rub behind his ears, as well as along his belly. "Thank you, Akamaru."

He put on the tough act, suddenly moving away from her and out of the bedroom (perhaps even out of the house), but she still felt pleased; it took him some effort to resist her affections. After all, partner to Kiba or not, he's still a canine and liked when he's treated as the top dog - not unlike cats, who always acted like they're the most important things in the world, hehehe.

Standing up just as carefully, Tamaki glanced back at Kiba-

-who was trying to look at her flatly, sitting up and arms crossed. "'Naked'?" he groused, redness gone, except for his facial markings of course. "Seriously? You just had to say that, Tamaki?"

Hands behind her back, she just smiled. "It worked, didn't it Kiba?" she asked in a softer tone.

"...mmh."

Tamaki moved closer; Kiba didn't object when she sat down, if still trying to look 'groused', while she wasn't facing him yet but still looking straight at him. "It was only meant as a tease anyway" she continued easily, tracing a finger upon the sheets. "We both know better about me doing such a thing."

"Right now, there's not a chance you would" Kiba said, a bit short before gaining an interested look, aimed at her rather than representing such on his part. "But later if we got comfortable, then perhaps. Isn't that right?"

Her heart beat faster at the bold words, but she smiled. "Maybe" Tamaki breathed.

Kiba slowly sighed, laying back down with a flop and rubbing a hand through his hair- no longer quite as short and growing into a different style, nearly slicked back. "What does it take to embarrass you, Tamaki?" he asked, genuinely (and somewhat teasingly) exasperated, looking at her. "Seriously, a cat girl like you... the worst I've seen you do is pause, maybe blush one or more times, but that's it."

Feeling for him, Tamaki got closer- she moved her legs sideways in the process, making it so they're visible. Kiba noticed - by intention, the bathrobe's short enough to show off her legs - but mostly looked at her, particularly when she traced her fingers over his hand.

"Well maybe that's just who I am, Kiba" she offered, gentle. "When it comes to words, I hardly falter at all even on the most surprising stuff. With you though, it's actions; when you know there's something you gotta do, you jump on it right away dog boy."

A small raised eyebrow. "So... that's why you can surprise me with words?" he asked carefully.

"Probably."

"Then by that logic, Tamaki," Kiba continued, voice growing naturally-cocky as he sat up, she adjusting. "If I physically teased you, you might turn into a quivering pile of mush, perhaps even have your face turn red."

Liking where this was going, Tamaki smirked. "Is that an invitation?" she drew out, tapping his nose, which worked for him (the gleam gave it away). "Because if necessary, I can play a good schoolgirl type for your wild self to devour."

By this point, they were fairly close. "Way too easy" Kiba stated, but with a grin. "That'd be good for stroking ego, but beyond the first time where's the fun in it? Especially your just having to just take it; I doubt that'd be satisfying, Tamaki."

"Probably not" she teased back, giggling; he could probably feel her breath now. "Not that you wouldn't enjoy that stroked ego, as would I. Still, I quite like the idea of changing it up a lot, if that's what you mean."

This time Kiba didn't reply, but was too busy looking at her in this moment - after all, they're very close to each other on a bed, alone, and she's wearing a bathrobe. Even without looking it's nearly impossible to miss the situation's implications, and she didn't think it's escaping them- herself included, since she'd thought of all this ahead of time.

Kiba's act gradually dissolved, and he let out a small breath. "For all our talk though, we aren't that far" he breathed, strangely quiet. "Unless we were to jump each other in passion right now, or whatever."

Slowly/gently, Tamaki touched her fingers to his hair, the other hand staying on his- he moved slightly at the touch but let it go on. "Well that's just how it is" she assured, softer. "Some would jump each other, while others would wait for the right moment, all with different reasons. So long as both parties agree, any way is fine."

"Like us having this moment" he noted, but with a little smile. "Is that a yes?"

"Depends on what we want" she whispered, before she cupped his cheeks in both hands.

The entire time, he noticed that she's moving slow, gentle, and all that- so when she kissed him, purely soft and not-at-all passionate, he was prepared. Kiba's hands moved over her back, one toying with her hair after a time while the other rubbed in circles, returning the kiss in the same way. As it went on, Tamaki scooched closer and closer, enough to lean her chest against his somewhat - having felt that pressure in their hugs before, he didn't react at all other than to hold her closer. Like this she could've settled her legs on either side of him, but wearing a bathrobe she refrained from doing so... least for now...

Somewhere along the line they pulled away, just a bit - Kiba seemed to look at her, mouth working.

"You wouldn't mind" he ventured, having a side-smile. "However, I don't know how far you're willing to go, Tamaki. Potentially anyway."

"Before I answer that, tell me your own willingness, Kiba" Tamaki whispered, slightly teasing.

"Heh" Kiba breathed, slightly amused before it faded. "Well honestly, I've noticed your figure since we first met- not that it was the only thing I noticed of course, yet still."

She hummed, smirking a little. "So bold, but that's not an answer."

"Yeah yeah. Well on occasion... I've had some thoughts about your figure, and interest to do more than think about it on occasion, plus all the stuff we already do, but that's all I'm gonna say."

Denying her any real details as a tease- figures, but despite that she knew he's sincere, subtly saying he'd do whatever he felt like doing. Internally, she thought it's a good thing she'd prepared herself well in advance, knowing the unpredictable-yet-charming advances he could come up with, such as that- yet even with such, he'd also restrain himself from going too far or forcing himself on her.

"Good enough dog boy, barely" Tamaki teased back. "As for my willingness-"

Kiba's look became subtly intent, grip reflecting that - in that same moment she felt excited, knowing what's next depended entirely upon her answer.

"-for right now?" she whispered. "I'm sitting next to you in a bathrobe, without any concern. I think it says I'm flexible."

His reaction flickered, being affected and trying to look like he isn't. "Okay" Kiba said in an oddly-stilted tone, but she attributed that to the denying-her-his-reactions angle. "But anything you know won't happen cat girl?"

"Well as far as right now, I don't feel any limits, but the moment might change that."

His expression continued to flicker, trying hard not to imagine the implications - when Kiba said nothing though, Tamaki noted he's really serious, possibly even struggling. "You don't have to hold back" she told him seriously, to this small confusion. "If you want to imagine me like that, or us involved, and/or boast about things, you can. You're allowed to do that, you know."

A bit flat-footed, Kiba leaned extra close for awhile, trying to determine her seriousness; she didn't move. "I thought it'd bother you, like if you wanted something more 'romantic' just in case."

"We've been discussing potential intimacy, dog boy" she said, poking his chest several times, to his small jolt. "Yet even ignoring that, does it look like it bothers me? Or that I want something traditionally romantic?"

Kiba gave her a small look. "And again, you prove to be very odd" he said, unable to hide the respect. "You just had to be a cat girl. Of all the other women I could've been involved with-"

"-there aren't other women, dog boy" Tamaki replied, easing back into a teasing tone. "There's just me."

Kiba managed to get out "How challenging" before he'd pulled her in - hard enough that she had to steady her hands against his chest - and kissed her- she didn't mind either part at all.

...

When he'd said they hadn't gotten far, he meant it; they'd gone through the whole kiss scale (including tongues), held each other close, and did teases along common areas on their bodies. So the level of intimacy they're discussing was new, and no amount of his boasts nor her teases would make up for that fact- not that it'd stop them though.

"Before, I told you I wasn't experienced that much" Tamaki whispered to him in-between kisses. "Is that true for you, Kiba?"

He took a moment, mostly to catch his breath before he got back into their little kisses. "Have you seen a naked human body at all? If not for real, then at least in illustrations?"

"Rarely, sure."

Kiba smirked a little - using exact words he sees; not bad. He's not falling for it, but not bad.

"Then we're roughly the same there" he admitted, rubbing along her back - Tamaki seemed to move in surprise, as if she'd been expecting a boast. "As part of my ninja training for weak areas and such, I've seen the same thing Tamaki, even if it was general rather than detailed. Other than that, I had little interest until I got older, and even then it was no more than your average guy- and probably not even that sometimes."

She briefly pulled back, just enough to look at him.

"I probably would've boasted were this anything else" Kiba answered, keeping the smirk. "But when we became a thing, I indirectly admitted I'm no expert at romance. I'm not gonna boast when I've got no ground to stand on at all, because I've got standards."

Tamaki gave a small giggle, which even continued during the next kiss even- that felt weird but kinda good. "Too busy having fun with Akamaru?" she teased a little, and it took him a moment to figure that's her answer to his 'previous' previous statement.

Just when he opened his mouth to answer 'yes', she kissed him deeper than before- he wanted to struggle, but those sensations were so good so he returned the favor instead. It went on awhile, which worked for both of them while he surprised Tamaki by tightly pulling her against him, enough that she was probably feeling a little squished- for a moment anyway. When they broke apart, they needed to catch their breath... a lot of which he felt up close, and she probably did too...

Looking at each other, Kiba gave her a little side-grin. "Well, so we've both seen the opposite sex naked, sorta" he said, teasing in his own way. "But right now I think you're a little ahead on the touch angle, cat girl."

Tamaki glanced down for a moment - her hands had been on his chest for the last stretch of time - but she returned the side-grin. "You know, ever since I came out of the shower, I was wondering why you weren't shirtless dog boy" she teased back, a little more intense (oh yes). "It would've been the perfect way to entice me."

His heart was beating faster, but man is that a good thing.

"Is it enticing you now?" Kiba challenged a little, waggling his eyebrows. "Wanna have me do a little sexy strip-show? Or would you rather just throw it off yourself?"

The intensity in her eyes increased- heh, and he'd already been hooked.

"Don't mind if I do" Tamaki whispered-

-in what seemed like an instant, her hands moved from over his chest to under his shirt.

Her touch sent a rush through his body, partly from surprise yet he made some sort-of approving sound... Tamaki noticed if a small glance was any indication, but kept focus otherwise. She took several seconds to linger over his muscles before seizing his shirt and pulling up, not quite gentle or rough- he raised his hands to oblige her anyway, and none too soon had she 'forced' it off his body. Once this happened, her hands were back on his chest, and he looked at Tamaki half-expecting her to be 'eating' his chest like it's eye-candy... which he can't say wouldn't be one of the greatest sights ever. "What, a little bit awed over there?" he teased, grinning.

Tamaki deigned to glance at him, smirking. "You enticed me into 'intense mode', Kiba" she whispered, tone really going with her eyes. "If you want me in an 'awed' mode, you're gonna have to work hard for it."

All but challenging him- his favorite kind. "Yeah and how will I accomplish that, Tamaki?"

"Show me how I'm supposed to act."

Gah, great... she chose now to pull that card! Easy for her to say, given that she'd (potentially) be in awe of his chest, while right now he's got nothing 'big' to admire about her, save her overall beauty and her legs. The former is so cliche it's not funny, even if he managed to do it without sounding sappy and even if she were flattered- though she probably still want him to say such a thing, just so she could hold it against him. Not happening obviously, and while he didn't mind the look of her legs, being 'awed' was a little much... admiring sure but not 'awed'; that'd just seem silly.

"Not that I'm surprised" Kiba thought, inwardly respecting. "She pushes me that way, which is just the way I like it."

Okay, so pushing her for an 'awed' reaction isn't feasible right now, but maybe later.

As he had those last thoughts, Tamaki moved her hands over his chest in small motions, sending thrills through his body with all intention. He did his best to show it's nothing special, deny her satisfaction as a little tease, but she smirked and began pressing her fingernails against his skin- not too hard, but he nearly hitched several times (her nail sensations were a 'weakness' of his). In return, Kiba kissed her hard again, much to her surprise - of course she liked it, but it also deprived her of visually seeing his reactions, so a point for him now. Despite this, Tamaki hummed against their kiss and returned it in that special way of hers... oh yes, the way she held him too is all good...

Still, not wanting her to be having all the fun, Kiba moved his hands...

Tamaki reacted a little; his hands moved up and down her sides, every now and then veer a little too close to the sides of her chest, which was impossible to miss. During a little break, she broke apart to breathe while he did the same... "Impatient, are we, Kiba?" she whispered in his ear, which really tempted to set him off.

"Hey, it's not like I just grabbed them."

"True, but you wanted to."

"Grrr..."

She just hummed, still in his ear before she kissed it to his surprise- which really increased when she licked behind it. "I suppose" Tamaki drew out, but he got the distinct impression she's enjoying this even more. "Go ahead."

Heart beating faster from her act, Kiba nonetheless knew he's gonna enjoy this too, every second of it. "Fine, fine" he breathed, sounding like he's grumbling, but secretly grinning-

-which got even bigger when he did his move.

Surprisingly she didn't squeak or anything, but the reactive 'jump' still happened- kinda came with 'suddenly' pressing his palms against her chest, covered-via-bathrobe or not. Her breath came a little heavier (as did his), but Tamaki still looked at him with that oh-so-intense look that made his blood pound excitedly, lips set in a pleased smirk. Just as she moved closer, his instincts pushed him forward and took her lips in a sudden 'attack'- and then before she could react beyond that, pretty much shoved his tongue inside her mouth. She made a sound he couldn't place, hands gripping the back of his head, but then her tongue began to move over his... this made things so great like you wouldn't believe! The entire time, his hands moved over her chest every which way, the pressure alone sure to send thrills through her.

It soon turned into one of those sessions where you're 'lost' in the pleasure yet not really, and the only sounds were breathing, little groans, and similar such stuff. Kiba didn't try to keep track of how long they kissed, ran his hands over her chest, or her finding new ways to tug at his hair/tweak his chest... but it sure as hell felt like awhile. Not that it was perfect or anything; more than once he accidentally bumped her forehead with his, moving a little too fast, but luckily she barely seemed to mind. Plus in his excitement, by accident of course, his fingernails had started to grow claws and his teeth became sharper... which as you can imagine, would've caused issues if she hadn't caught this in time.

"I-" Kiba tried to say, but too busy catching his breath; he was a little furious at himself for allowing that to happen. But before he could mentally rant and/or humble himself to apologize - which he would've for the latter, despite the effort - Tamaki lifted his head with her fingers, smirking at him a tiny bit.

"If I didn't know better, I'd say you're going into heat, Kiba" she whispered, real intense like-

-which despite him being all for, her comment made him scowl slightly, if faked. "You do know better, Tamaki" he said, breath heavy. "That's for female animals only, mammals especially."

Tamaki's look grew lidded, smirk becoming a little side-grin; gah he fell for it, but least this time she didn't comment. Instead she glanced down at her body, his hands lingering on her chest (kept doing little motions) - seconds passed, both of them having the same heaviness-of-breath, before she looked back at him.

"Well I probably am in heat, in spirit at least" she whispered, almost tantalizing. "If I had a cat tail, it'd be rising right now."

If there was ever a thing to entice him, that's probably one of the biggest - within seconds he'd kissed her hard, hands moving over her chest even more forcefully. Tamaki's sounds were all approval and pleasure- he would've lost track again soon, until he made one move of many and Tamaki's movements notably slowed to a halt.

Pausing to catch his breath, Kiba was about to ask 'what' until he felt his hands at her waist... specifically on the sash that kept her bathrobe tied together. His mouth went dry for a moment, but before he froze, before he thought that he'd made an instant wrong-move or anything like that, he looked at Tamaki first; she looked back at him after a moment, look still overall intense as well as breath heavier.

She definitely liked what he'd done and wanted them to continue, but that? Right this moment, no.

Right, too soon; he relocated his hands back 'up', instead using them to do his first good squeeze-

-that made Tamaki gasp a little, not a lot, but still made him grin at the small victory. Well, that and the slight relief that they hadn't lost the mood; he'd have hated for that to happen, and not just because of his want level.

...

Even in the middle of their growing passion, Kiba kept his head rather than being ruled by things- not without a few kinks yet still. He knew he's not gonna be ultra-great, even putting his boasts aside, but still moved with confidence and tried to please her, adapting as things progressed. Yet even with his impulses, he recognized the signs before doing anything beyond initial touches, such as her chest and then later the sash. After realizing the latter, just one look at her and he instantly decided 'too soon' from her expression/bearing, then without hesitation moved his hands away from there-

-while returning to what he'd been doing before, without a hitch either. Hehe, that's her lover.

"Ahh" Tamaki breathed, hitching as Kiba squeezed her chest. "Ahh, oh Kiba."

A little grin, which she saw through half-open eyes. "I'd say I'm working you into 'awed' mode, Tamaki" he whispered, more husky, which sent a thrill through her body. "And looks like I was right earlier, but we'll see if you start blushing soon."

If she had the breath, she probably would've giggled out of enjoyment- as it was, her enjoyment's busy being focused upon his affections. As far as blushing though, Tamaki didn't feel any heat in her cheeks, but she's certainly feeling it all over her body... yet the same could be said for Kiba, which she'd felt ever since they started. As thanks for giving her a good time, she kissed him again and pulled him hard against her body- he liked that and returned the favor, though he did have to adjust his arms to keep working her chest. She'd just licked his lips (which he groaned over, really liking that), before hitching when his movements started to stimulate her nipples directly, even through her bathrobe.

Kiba's little 'growl' made the warmth increase; he knew that they're hardening underneath now.

"Oh!" Tamaki gasped, thanks to his focus there now - thankfully the reaction was brief, because while it's tempting to just let Kiba do all the work, that's not any fun. She looked at Kiba as she curled her hands over his chest, smirking when her fingers tweaked his own nipples (he reacted 'badly' hehe), "Well I might be awed now, but I'm not letting you do everything, Kiba."

His eyes had their own intense look, an appealing wolf-like stare- closer to a dog she knew, but wolf sounded cooler. "Good to know" he 'growled' at her, making her body shiver at the tone, which she really really liked. "Now then, Tamaki-"

He didn't get to finish; her little passionate kiss made sure of that, but 'sadly' it didn't stop him from trying during little breaks. "Heh, now that's- mmh, more like it" he managed, even as his fingers stimulated her nipples right through her bathrobe.

Quite, but she's just getting started herself.

Kiba basically jerked; her hand was brushing across his groin - not a true touch, but unmistakable.

"Not hard yet" Tamaki whispered to him, teasing. "Needs more stimulation, wouldn't you agree?"

A little grin-

"Ah!" she nearly yelped.

-Kiba's hand had moved between her legs, caressing her inner thighs and staying dangerously close to her core. Just like her groin touch in that he wasn't serious, but quite teasing without being forceful - warmth flooded her body again, surprised, excited, and slightly hesitant that his forwardness was the cause of this. Don't get her wrong; the slight hesitation's only because it's so sudden, and she certainly knew she could trust Kiba like this. Moreover, despite his hand having moved therem his gaze was still fixated upon her and her reaction, rather than trying to 'see' and/or open her legs wider.

"...you really are impatient" Tamaki managed, half-teasing but quite breathy - she managed to kiss him then, showing everything she felt, but not as a continuation of their passion. "Seriously Kiba, what am I gonna do with you?"

His breathing wasn't much better but he managed a little smirk, leaning very close to her. All the while their situation continued: she brushed her hand over his pants, enough for slight pressure but little more; the other one caressed his cheek; one hand kept up the stimulation of her chest/nipples; and the other teased her inner thighs.

All of which was sending warmth through her body, and she could feel his own body heat rising.

"I dunno what you're talking about, Tamaki" Kiba whispered a little too innocently, if smug. "But if you say a word, your wish is my command."

Even with the playful undertone about 'command', other words included, Tamaki wasn't surprised one bit. At the same time, the warmth began to take on a different level, tentative yet very tempting... her heart's still pounding yet the hesitation had vanished. All she needed to answer was if she's ready to turn (relatively) low-level passion into high-level, and if so exactly what she did/didn't want to happen. Immediately though, Tamaki felt content with the way things were going; she'd expected wild feelings when dealing with Kiba, and she'd gotten many such tastes, but clearly he could invoke the same feelings within her now.

"Don't overstate yourself, Kiba" she whispered, rubbing underneath his chin almost like he were a dog; he both liked that and gave her a small look, as if amused (among other things). "You and I are equals."

He said nothing against either part, just glancing down at the situation- perhaps thinking how she still wasn't blushing yet, despite his statements before.

"Still, I think it's time" Tamaki breathed then, cupping his face with both hands and kissing him. "Go ahead; keep going."

Kiba's expression went through different flickers, showing the various things he felt, even as his normal self remained in control. "From what you've said, that's a big leap" he whispered, really close to her; he enjoyed the reactions this did to her, surprised and like included. "You sure, Tamaki? Really sure?"

"Mmh, yeah. As much as I can be anyway for a wild dog boy."

"Hehehe."

She smiled, kissing him again, which he returned. "If you'd like though, I could do that honor myself" she teased-

-he waved a hand, thankfully the one that'd been working her chest. "Nah, I'm good" Kiba said easily, though still heavier in breath. "Besides, I gotta do it at some point cat girl; might as well start now, particularly since it's you."

Nodding, Tamaki slowly leaned backward, though she didn't stop her hands from teasing his chest/gripping his hair- he didn't mind whatsoever, and in fact grinned a little at the pulling. She felt her heart pounding the entire time, warm yet not-so-intense that she couldn't focus... she's glad Kiba felt the same though, just from subtle clues. It even showed when he grabbed her sash again; a little much force but endearing all the same, and she said nothing about it, just letting him work. A second passed, Kiba probably realizing the force angle himself, taking in/letting out a breath before he worked things more like normal- she kissed him after that, which he returned without a second thought.

It went on awhile, both of them working through the kiss and Kiba undoing the sash...

Curiously though, when he started pulling the sides 'apart', he did so very slowly... and stopped when there was almost literally a hairline's length between the halves. At first she wondered, before realizing Kiba's nervousness (or similar feelings) probably went a little deeper than he's letting on, and/or he's in some sort of pre-preparation type of thing.

Psyching himself up by seeing just enough to know what he's in for, and then do the big 'reveal'.

"A little different, but definitely your way, Kiba" Tamaki thought, feeling a small rush of warmth - both content and at anticipation of what's next.

Meanwhile though, it was impossible not to notice Kiba's intent gaze on her body, flicking between the two areas. Thanks to her bathrobe now open enough to show a little skin, it's enough to reveal the important details, short of the entire reveal. One, that above the waist she's not wearing anything underneath... then two, below the waist she obviously was, with enough space to reveal the color: violet. Kiba made no motion to continue in any way, just seeming to register everything while she carefully kept down the anticipation- didn't want to get any unreasonable expectations.

He glanced at her then, mouth twitching once. "I didn't expect that color" Kiba said in an interested tone-

-which despite having her giggle like normal, did bring a touch of warmth. "You didn't expect anything" Tamaki pointed out, still a little breathy but playing along.

He said nothing and merely raised an eyebrow, look turning equally interested to see what she'd say next.

"If you're wondering though, this is just today; it's not indicative of my entire wardrobe" she teased then. "I think it's a humble color."

A little smirk. "Okay, I take it back; I should've expected that" he 'retorted' mildly, suddenly leaning forward, really close to her - she let out a little breath, surprised and liking that. "With you Tamaki, that works well. You're not submissive unlike many humble people, but it still works."

Tamaki returned the little smirk, quite enjoying the look of his dog pupils, as she did his canine-like teeth. "I'll take that as a compliment, Kiba" she whispered. "As well as give thanks for helping us through this moment, even if we mostly didn't need it."

Kiba got a little gleam in his eyes. "You're welcome" he stated cockily, trying to play it off as intentional-

-she gave him a small playful look, saying she's in no way fooled but enjoying this while it lasts.

"Now, should we get back to things?" he continued, unfazed. "If I'm not mistaken, your body must already be missing my prestigious touch."

'Prestigious?' Seriously? Tamaki had to clamp hard on the laughter that threatened, and didn't entirely succeed for her body shook from suppressed giggles. It helped that choice of wording aside, it's half-true...

"Can't wait" she managed to breathe, a small grin appearing. "I've been wanting to get back into things."

A little annoyed look that she'd ignored his second statement, but then Kiba got a look that said 'heh, business as usual'- soon he leaned forward, very fast, and she made a pleased sound at said kiss. Her heart-rate spiked as Kiba's hands returned to working her chest, still over her bathrobe and being careful not to disturb it overmuch, making sure her want level went back to before (or so he probably plans).

It's a good plan too; she approves, and intends to return the favor.

"Oh yes" Tamaki breathed, moving as he played with her nipples again, before she reached over- Kiba jerked when she suddenly licked his clavicle, to her little grin. A little grunt from him hehe, yet he still kept his hands working as they should... but all too soon, his hands went from their work to over the sides of her slightly-open bathrobe.

Despite one motion, his nerve held as he pulled them apart-

-also despite herself, she felt a burst of nervousness as she suddenly went from covered to half-naked in one fell swoop.

Kiba seemed to have prepared for this, because the moment he started pulling it off, his head went just over her shoulder. Tamaki unconsciously moved her arms backward as he pulled it off, letting it come apart behind her but noticing Kiba hadn't moved his head; his gaze still seemed set forward.

His eyes could move of course, but at that angle, it'd be impossible to look down without tilting his head... and he wasn't doing so at all...

Among the warmth and nervousness, she smiled a little.

"So Kiba's nervous too. Or maybe just so focused he can't afford the temptation right now... heh..."

Within seconds, Kiba moved her bathrobe until finally tossing it over the side of the bed- no surprise there. After that he seemed to stop moving entirely, letting her adjust to things- after realizing this, Tamaki took in/let out a little breath before moving her fingers up his chest, onto his cheeks, then finally his back. Despite the embarrassment, she pulled Kiba even closer against her... whatever sound she made, it was utterly lost in the strangled gasp Kiba made at the contact, as if she'd really caught him off-guard. Normally she'd have laughed at this, but with the warmth and her fast-beating heart, that was the farthest thing from her mind- she just held him, feeling their heartbeats and their shared warmth, rubbing over his back in soothing motions.

Moving a little, she adjusted to be near his ear.

"I guess we're both nervous" she whispered to him. "I know you'd rather be confident the entire time, but don't believe I'll think any less of you for showing anything else, Kiba."

...

To say he'd been surprised when Tamaki pressed herself against him, half-naked as she was- yeah, he had a moment of weakness.

But for once, Kiba didn't think that was a bad thing- oh man, he definitely didn't think that! No matter what he might say next, he's literally chest-to-chest with a woman who loved him, a level of sensation he's oh-too-willing to experience, including the hard points of her nipples. The only problem was his own shock and beating heart kept him from responding, either as himself or any kind of act despite all attempts otherwise. Part of it's probably the first-experience shock or whatever - he gets that much - but he should at least say/do something, not be purely distracted by the warm squishiness of her chest! Yet he's utterly still while Tamaki did her own thing, nervous too but trusting in him, both to make her feel good and be himself in the process.

It took a few seconds, but that helped his brain... as did her 'no less' line.

His mouth twitched, then Kiba clenched his teeth and forced words out. "I-" he grunted, which then made it easier (in general). "Tamaki?"

"Yeah?"

"If I don't say a few things right now, I'm gonna go nuts or lose myself in the shock. Okay?"

Tamaki adjusted a little - sending small-but-good sensations at their chest contact - but nodded. "If it helps you, go for it" she assured-

-just as she finished though, Kiba pulled back, putting him almost face-to-face with her- thanks to the warmth she was redder in the cheeks, and surprised by his motion.

That made him smirk a little, as finally he'd made her blush more than slightly - it just took a bunch of physical stimulation to make that happen. His hands moved to her chest again, fingertips only and teasing around her nipples, enjoying her small hitch- not truly feeling her up, but certainly enough stimulation to keep her body interested.

"First thing's first" Kiba said, easier now that he's closer to his usual ways- not without some effort, but that's probably to be expected. "Tamaki, you and your body are well worth the feast for this dog boy, and I've barely started yet."

No visible change in the redness, and Tamaki moved in response to 'feast', but she half-smirked in a knowing way.

He smirked even wider, slightly 'flicking' on her right nipple - despite some effort to hide it, Tamaki yelped at the sensation, almost biting her lip. "But when you finally decide to get serious, then perhaps I'll actually get to things" Kiba continued, a little challenging.

Almost in an instant, what nervousness she had was buried underneath a more lidded look. "Come again, Kiba?" she whispered to him, intense-like, even closer to his face. "Care to repeat that?"

Her intentness invoked a good reaction, as he liked that a lot- but moreover he's glad for it. "If I were nervous, then odds are even my cocky act wouldn't be enough, and all I'd do is stare like an idiot" he answered, that causing small flickers in her expression. "Probably babble too, and then it'd be all up to you to do everything for me, or worse we'd both be nervous and things would just kinda trail off. Can't have that."

Tamaki looked at him for a little... translating his words there into the true meaning. Ie that he's a bit unsure how he'll handle flat-out-staring at her body - he particularly didn't want a return to the nervous shock, the level that he'd be stuck in anyway - especially when she's looking at him partly-nervous like, not exactly shy but no longer bold like she usually is. Not to mention they like pushing each other from time-to-time, so he's asking her to help him (and herself) from avoid falling completely into nervousness - they can still stare at each other's bodies and enjoy them, but it's gotta be done right, especially this first time so they an ease into newer things later. After a second: "No we can't have that" she whispered, completely intense and smirking- oh yes, that definitely worked for her!

Moving suddenly, Tamaki pushed him forward, hard enough that he landed on his back onto the bed. He remained half-upright thanks to his instinctive movements, sorta - by instinct Kiba looked over, but half-froze at the sight. In a nutshell he had two reactions to give, and one would overtake the other when Tamaki made her next physical move, but for right now he's stunned. As he'd 'feared', his reaction to seeing her body - most of it anyway - well and truly froze him, because for all his boasts and statements he's never gotten this far with a woman before. Sure, he's seen the naked female body in instruction books, but those were the kinda-featureless stuff without any real details- not that occasionally he hadn't imagined such things.

Confronted by the real thing, Kiba was pretty sure he was drooling at the sight... having seen plenty of her arms and legs before today, he was far more focused on her chest, and to a lesser extent her stomach. Seeing her round breasts, the erect nipples - thanks to his work earlier - all made him shudder out of warmth, quite a bunch of which stirred between his legs. At the same time, now her underwear was fully visible and kinda alluring, as it made him see just how it hugged her figure, and wonder at how she might look without it. Deeper down, there was some pride he'd gotten her semi-aroused, but obviously the whole 'shock value' was stronger... oh man he's itching to lean up and start groping again, this time with complete abandon! He didn't obviously, but he was tempted...

His other reaction was more instinctive rather than a reaction, taking in the cues that he wouldn't get until later, once his brain stopping staring at her chest. Tamaki's expression was still the whole intense look, giving him so many good sensations and urging him onward, even before she might starting hint all that to him. It wasn't the only thing, as deeper down Kiba knew she's still nervous and everything, even if it was buried... and why wouldn't she be, considering how fast he'd stripped her? But even with both those aspects, the most important one was that Tamaki trusted him... and he'd be damned before he broke/abused that...

He registered all that in a second, though not fully realizing the details until later.

Tamaki moved a little, leaning from straight-up to more toward him, before finally crawling forward on her hands and knees, breath as heavy as his. His gaze sorta followed her chest at first, still kinda dazed until she stopped in front of him, whereupon Kiba forced himself to look up.

Her breath was hot against his mouth. "K- Kiba..." she panted, with both passion and a bit of shyness. "Don't- don't have any words for me?

The words tore right through his shock, just as he'd wanted her to do- it took a moment, but he grinned a little.

"Yes I do, Tamaki" he said, not entirely easy, but like that's gonna stop him. "I'm a lucky dog, just as you are."

Tamaki briefly smirked at that, slipping closer. "I'm not a dog, Kiba, literally or otherwise" she whispered to him, teasingly-passionate, while she lowered herself somewhere near his legs. "But how much pride did you bend to say that, hmm?"

"Hah, very little actually. Any doubts about that?"

"I have a better idea actually..."

Before she'd finished, Kiba kissed her hard, much to their shared pleased-groan- it wasn't long before her hands went to his cheeks/around his neck, and his hands gripped her back, all-but pulling her against his chest again. Tamaki gasped when his hands returned to her breasts, full-on groping them now instead of the mild touches/squeezes of earlier, and she seemed to tremble for a moment... by this point they no longer had any want to hide their reactions from each other, as it was too much trouble now. In response, Tamaki shoved her own tongue into his own mouth, the sensations of which truly ramped things up - from the way she arched her back to his chest motions, he was guessing similar happened there. During a break in the kissing, his hands moved a bit, but by then he got an instinctive desire and took it-

-Tamaki actually screamed, a result of his having licked her nipples.

None of the other sounds/squirms she made from then on were as loud, but that didn't surprise him; Kiba knew that the louder ones only came from surprised shock, so otherwise they're roughly on the same level. That might change when/if he goes further 'down', but he isn't there yet and he's still thoroughly enjoying this... her breasts in particular felt great, like warm marshmallows or something, but licking these sensitive nubs (and her reactions to this) were equally enjoyable. At some point Tamaki even gripped his hair hard, a pulling sensation that made him groan (and grin).

Biting though - very light pressure, more of a test than anything - didn't get nearly the same level of enthusiasm from her; taking the hint, Kiba returned to squeezing/licking. Some ten seconds later though, Tamaki pulled him tight against her body-

He freaked a bit, as despite the sensation of his head being smothered against her chest, he wasn't at all in control of this.

-then pulled them backward, her landing on her back and him on top of her, laying this way upside-down on the bed.

Kiba pulled his head up, entire face heating up from her 'tease'- below him, Tamaki remained on her back, panting but still giving him a little look. Right now she was mostly passionate again but clearly waiting for him to continue, and his reaction was amusing her...

That kinda galvanized him, and he quickly moved over her again- Tamaki had several reactions when this included his groin, as somewhere in moving his legs it came into contact with her thigh.

"It's fine; we're not there yet" Kiba panted, knowing above all else that if she wanted to stop - in general or something specific - he would.

Tamaki leaned up a little; her kiss remained passionate but it had a softer edge now, both of which he returned. "Implying there'll be more" she whispered to him, fingers moving over his red fang markings. "You would, Kiba."

Among all the warmth/passion/whatever, that made him feel truly content; Tamaki may not have trained as a shinobi, Ninja Cat training aside, but she never stopped trying to get something done. Kiba kissed her again, more gentle this time while still moving his hands against her chest, less forceful than before- he still planned on pleasing her, but he was starting to get out of the 'everything feels crazy' reaction mindset, and now they're gonna do it right.

Once she settled into things, Tamaki clearly didn't mind at all.


Due to length, I split this fic into two to be more manageable.

Not much else to say 'right now'; don't wanna keep anyone from reading on ;)