Chapter Eight: Hard Blue Midnight:

The fog gave way to heat. Mosh kissed Noiz on the throat.

“Mmm,” she whimpered with her eyes closed. He glanced up at her.

“What do you want tonight, mistress?” he whispered. His bride looked up at him.

“Pleasure me!” she commanded. The mouse grinned at her.

“Yes mistress,” he said. The pet kissed her on the lips again. Oh! Hello fireworks!

Mosh’s fingers crawled down Noiz’s bard skin. Little trembles erupted underneath them. A smirk came onto his face.

“You like that, huh?” he asked.

“Yes!” Noiz moaned. “Talk dirty to me!” Mosh kept his eyes locked on her.

“Really?” he asked, excited.

“Yes!” she cried. The mouse grinned at her.

“Spread your legs for me!” he commanded as he sat up. “I want to soak up my fingers!”

“Oh please!” Noiz pleaded. “I want to!” She spread her legs for him like he ordered. The mouse licked his lips.

“Good girl,” he murmured. His fingers trailed from her stomach to her inner thighs. He took a moment to enjoy the sensation.

“You feel soft,” he whispered. Noiz only her eyes in response.

“Mmm,” she said. Mosh smiled to himself.

“Good girl,” he said again. His fingers found their final destination. He slowly worked them inside and glanced up at her.

“Feels good, huh?” he asked. The cat whimpered aloud. Her husband smirked.

“I’ll take that as a yes,” he said. The mouse slowly pulled his fingers in and out of her. Noiz moaned aloud.

“Oh yes!” she cried. “More! More!”

“Yes ma’am!” the mouse almost shouted. He sped up inch by inch. Soon, that didn’t feel like enough. He lowered his head between her legs and gave her a long kiss with his tongue. His wife screamed aloud as she pushed his head in closer.

“Yes! More!” she cried out. “Ohhh!!!” Mosh sped up with the taste and feel.

She’s so good, he thought. It led him to wonder what else of her tasted great. The curiosity made his member spring to life. Not yet, he thought. I want to finish my dessert first. He forced his tongue in deeper as a result. Noiz arched her back and screamed louder. She grabbed onto his hair, yanking at the strands as well. Mosh yelped in pain and pleasure against the warm sensitive skin. He pushed his tongue in as far as it would go. His mistress gasped aloud.

“Oh God!” Noiz cried. “I can’t take this!!!” Mosh added in a third finger into the mix. Get it all in!, he thought.

“Mosh-kun!!!” she cried as she came at his tongue and fingertips. The husband licked up his sweet prize before rising to his knees. He breathed to catch his breath. His eyes trailed down to his wife.

“Good?” he asked. Noiz panted and gave him a weak smile. Mosh pushed some loose strands from her face. He rested his head upon her breasts.

“I’m glad to hear,” he whispered. They went to sleep just like that.