In and out, right?
You're just visiting a friend. Seeing how they're doing, catching up, just there for a quick cup o' joe, chat for a bit and you're on your way, right?
What a load of bullshit.
What started as a casual visit to a friend had immediately turned into something more... intimate.
Wolf didn't know what it was that escalated his visit like this, he tried desperately to comb his mind for an answer, though with Diane's tongue lovingly teasing the inside of his mouth just made it a tad harder.
In the midst of his mind going haywire, he managed to remember a few snippets from before this moment; He remembered saying goodbye to his friends, he remembered the 20 minute drive to Diane's house...
He also remembered Diane opening the door... Wearing nothing but a bath robe...
After that everything went blurry.
He managed to find his bearings for a bit and broke away from the scantily dressed vixen.
"D-Diane, w-wait!"
She looked at him quizzically, "Why what's wrong?"
"What are we doing here?" He asked, like the answer weighed upon the fait of the world.
The vixen giggled at the male's disgruntled behavior, she found rather adorable. With him red as a beet and his tail wagging up a frenzy.
"I would assume we were making out, but I guess it's not to your liking?" She quipped.
He held up his paws, "Don't get me wrong, I'm having the time of my life, but why? Here? Now? With you?"
"With me?" She gestured to herself.
"Yeah you! In your kitchen, with your pots and pans and you in that devastatingly sexy bathrobe."
"Oh this old thing? Had this on the first day I moved here!" She giggled, as she ran her fingers down the fabric.
"Looks very comfy." Wolf commented.
She raised an eyebrow at him "Are you really trying to distract me?"
"I'm just..." He sighed as he ran a paw thri his head, "Trying to understand why? Not that I'm complaining, but just... Why?"
"Well," she started, "It's been awhile since I've seen you, Wolf. That entire year when you were in jail made me miss you."
He felt dumbfounded and admittedly, a little flattered.
"You... Missed me?"
"Yes," she refrained from looking at him, having suddenly taken an interest at her kitchen sink, "Being the Governor might sound glamorous, but at the end of the day I come home to an empty house."
She finally mustered the courage to look up at him, "With you and your friends I finally found some people who I feel like I can really talk to." She gave him a smile, "You in particular, I admittedly have grown a bit of a liking towards you."
"Oh..." What else could he have said? Here is quite possibly the most stunning woman he's ever met, telling him that she liked him.
"Well," he began, "I happen to have grown a bit of liking towards you too..."
There was a quiet pause and then ...
"Oh who the fuck am I kidding? You are without a doubt the most beautiful woman I've ever met, Diane."
"I'm sure you say to most women you meet," she quipped.
"Most women aren't capable of kicking my ass, but I'm sure you can."
She tilted her head at him, confused by the strange comment.
He then realized his mistake, "You know, that sounded a lot more romantic in my head."
She laughed, god it was music to his ears.
"So uhhh..." He awkwardly ran a paw through the back of his head, "About that coffee you invited me over for?"
The vixen sighed through a smile. Why was he so cute?
"I just got done shoving my tongue your throat and you still think we're having coffee?"
"Are we not having coffee?"
"Oh we are."
"Oh that's good, coz I- urk!"
He didn't notice in time, but her paw firmly graspped his tie. She pulled him down to meet her at eye level, being only a few inches taller than her, he didn't have to lean down to far.
She looked him dead in the eyes...
Her gaze was animalisticaly predatory in nature... Like a cat that's staring down her prey.
She drew him closer still pulling at his tie like a leash. And like the good boy he is, he followed her command.
She was then inches away from his ear, her breath tickled the hairs near his face, sending a shiver down his spine.
"We'll have the coffee..." she whispered, "Right after I fuck your brains out."