Velour, Felicia, and Peanut Butter

	Velour's mouth watered. She sniffed again to find the source of the scent. It wasn't meat, but it was salty and definitely something she could eat. She tracked the scent through the castle halls and found herself in front of the kitchen.
	Velour flung open the door. Felicia stood alone at the counter, with several loaves of bread piled beside her. She had a jar in one hand and a butter knife in the other. She spread something onto a slice of bread and placed it on a platter.
	Felicia turned from her work and noticed Velour. "Oh, Miss Velour!" she said. "Do you need anything? I was just making some snacks."
	Velour walked closer and sniffed the jar Felicia was holding. "What is this?" she asked. "It smells delicious."
	"You've never had peanut butter before?" Felicia asked. "You grind up peanuts to make a spread for sandwiches. It's packed full of protein, so it's great for training. The only problem is that it gets kind of messy."
	Velour examined Felicia. The maid had bits of peanut butter on her hands and face. Velour leaned in closer and licked some off her cheek.
	"A-wa-wa-what was that for?" Felicia squeaked. Her face had turned bright red and her hands were shaking. "You can't just go around licking people!"
	"This really is good stuff," Velour said, licking her lips. "You were just going to wash it off anyway, so there's no harm in it."
	Felicia tried to protest further, but one of her frilly shoes was caught in a lump of peanut butter on the floor. She lost her footing and flailed her arms to try to catch herself. She flopped onto the floor, knocking a tray of sandwiches buttered-side-down onto her skirt.
	"Oh, no!" Felicia whined. "Everything's ruined! I'll need to start all over, and my clothes are a mess!"
	Velour knelt down to comfort the maid. "Don't worry," she said. "I'll eat those sandwiches, and I'll help you make some more. It'll be fine."
	"Yeah, but still," Felicia said, "a big part of it is presentation, but right now I don't look presentable in the slightest."
	"You're fine!" Velour said. "You've made your maid outfit more valuable!"
	"I did?"
	Velour eyed Felicia's skirt. "The peanut butter makes it smell good," she said. "It's even better than just your scent alone. I really like all the frayed threads and the worn-out frills. That makes your dress a treasure." Velour put her face in Felicia's groin and sniffed. "Are you in heat?"
	Felicia was appalled at the question. "Um, no?"
	Velour shook her head. "It's probably impossible to work when we're surrounded by all these men with their strong scents," she said. "Some days I can't concentrate because I keep thinking about their knots."
	"Their whats?"
	"But it's alright!" Velour continued. "Garous have ways to help relieve that feeling. It'll clean you up too."
	Felicia was frozen on the floor in terror. "A-wa-wa-what exactly will clean me up?" she asked.
	Velour placed both of her hands up Felicia's dress and tugged down her frilly underpants. "Hey, can I keep these?" she asked.
	"A-wa-wa-why do you want my pantsu?" Felicia protested.
	"You said your clothes were ruined, so you're probably just going to throw them out, right?" Velour asked. "I like the little ribbons even though they're torn, and they have a few of your tiny hairs in them. The stain in the middle gives them character. Also, you got peanut butter on them. You've had these for a while, haven't you?"
	Felicia struggled to get up, but Velour was practically on top of her. "Please, Miss Velour, cut this out at once!" Felicia said "This is getting too weird!"
	Felicia reached for the counter to pull herself up, but she only ended up grabbing another tray of peanut butter sandwiches. She lost her balance, her feet sliding out from under her. She fell hard on her butt with her legs spread wide. The sandwiches fell from the counter and landed on her bare groin. Velour tried to move out of the way, but she slipped and fell face first, catching herself on Felicia's knees.
	Velour blushed. She couldn't resist Felicia's scent any longer. "You know," Velour said, "I would hate for all this food to go to waste."
	Felicia had the wind knocked out of her. She couldn't move with Velour pinning her legs down.
	"Just relax, and I'll get you cleaned up right away," Velour said.
	Velour leaned in and licked the peanut butter off of Felicia's thigh. The peanut butter tasted even better on meat than it would on the bread.
	"Awawawa," Felicia whined. She wanted to object, but she couldn't find the words. She pushed gently against Velour's forehead. Velour sat up, looking up at Felicia with big eyes. Felicia reached for a knife and a jar of peanut butter that had fallen on the floor. She pushed the knife in the jar, coming up with a large glob of peanut butter. She smeared the peanut butter between the top of her thighs.
	"I could just eat you up," Velour said. She put her whole mouth on Felicia.
	Velour continued licking, working her way over to the top of Felicia's chokepoint. The maid squirmed, moving her hands to the top of Velour's head and rubbing her ears. Velour's tail wagged vigorously.
	Felicia wrapped her legs around Velour's head, pulling her even closer. Velour pushed her face in, flicking the tip of her tongue in a rhythm, causing Felicia to shudder with pleasure. Velour moved one hand down the top of her trousers to rub herself.
	Felicia felt her muscles tighten as the two writhed on the kitchen floor. She then relaxed her leglock on Velour. The Garou rolled over on to her back, panting heavily.
	"You're clean now," Velour said. She crawled over and picked up Felicia's discarded panties with her mouth. "I'm still keeping these."
	Felicia decided that the army would be having peanut butter sandwiches more often.