EXPLICIT - Pay Out Of Pocket

	It had been a hell of a year for everyone. Sure, the normal things try to keep people occupied - PTA meetings, budget cuts, everything under the sun and moon, but those sorts of things at least come with a warning. Earthquakes are something that no one can prepare for, especially if it comes out of nowhere - at least no one was seriously hurt, but the same couldn’t be said for her students grades.
	A rather tired-looking feline with a long flowing blue-and-purple robe sits with her elbows propped against her desk - she had been trying to file all of these reports to send to the Superintendent by the end of the week, but every time she finished one, twelve more just cropped up out of nowhere and ruined her flow. For a moment or two, she sits there with her palms against her cheeks and her back against the stocky chair that she had ordered years ago.
	“Ugh… why do I have to deal with all of this paperwork? I just want to go home and curl up with my book for once…” She groans for a moment or two before thumping her head against one of the various stacks of paper that were strewn about her desk. This wasn’t going to get her anywhere with her like this - it was time for a little bit of a pick-me-up. With that, she pushes herself away from her desk, slips her way down from that wooden seat, and starts to waltz her way towards her door - once she’s there, she swings it open and starts to trudge her way towards the break room. A cup of coffee was calling her name right now, and no one could call her out on her caffeine habits otherwise.
	As soon as she makes her way into the room, she immediately makes a bee-line towards the counter top against the far wall - she reaches over, grabs a pot of coffee that was at least somewhat fresh, and pours herself a cup before bringing it to her lips.
	“Mmmh… come to me, nectar of the gods…” And with that, she takes a sip before immediately spitting that hot liquid back into her cup. “Ugh… at least it’s from the past few hours… Now where’s the cream and sugar…? I could have sworn I brought at least a couple of packets this week…” And with that, she kneels down and starts to rifle her way through the various cabinets and compartments below the counter top… Where in the world were those-
	“Hehe, are you finding treasure down there, Anna?” At the sound of an impressively deep voice rumbling through her form, the feline jumps in her spot and bumps the top of her head against the entrance to that small compartment.
	“Nngh… ow…” She pulls herself out a moment later with her hand pressed against the top of her head, one of her eyes closed from the sudden jolt of pain… That certainly didn’t feel good, now did it? She looks back towards the door, the sight of a Weavile wearing a suit and a somewhat tattered red tie around his neck. The feline puffs her cheeks out at the sight of him. “Very funny, Fal. Just be happy that I’m caffeine deprived right now and don’t have the energy to come up with something to say.” With that, she stands up from her spot on the floor with a handful of sugar packets between her digits.
	“Oh come on, now, it’s not like you to try and one-up me, yeah? You aren’t hurt, are you?” And with that, the weavile starts to cross the room before placing his palms against the sides of the feline’s head and tilting her forward for a moment. “Hm… no, nothing bleeding, so you should be good for now…” And with that, he lets go of her before leaning against the counter top. The feline’s ears flatten against the sides of her head for a moment or two before she reaches for the cup of coffee to her right.
	“Mmnh… I’m fine, I’m fine. Just need something to wake me up after a hundred reports about everything wrong with the world.” And with that, the feline starts to tear open packet after packet before dumping their contents into that cup of coffee. “What brings you to my neck of the woods, then, Superintendent?” She draws out that last word for a moment or two longer than she should, as if trying to find a way to one-up her friend through her caffeine-deprived haze - she needed something soon, especially if the Weavile had anything to say about it.
	“Well, Miss Principal, I wanted to have a little chat with you when you get the chance. You don’t mind, do you?” With barely another word, the Weavile reaches towards his left, grabs a styrofoam cup from the stack of them next to the coffee maker, and sets it down before grabbing the same pot of coffee from moments prior. He fills his own cup before placing that now-half empty pot back onto the electric burner.
	“Oh? Something you have in mind?”
	“Walk and talk?” The Weavile takes his cup in hand and gestures towards the door. The feline raises a brow for a moment or two before quickly following along for the time being.
	“Falwen, honey, did something happen, or…?”
	“No, no, I just… I need to talk with you about the budget for the place is all. Nothing too bad, especially since you’ve got your coffee now, right?” The Weavile glances towards the entirely-too-sweet cup of blonde brew in the feline’s hands, her eyes meeting his for a brief moment or two.
	“Oh, come on now, I think we both know that there’s something else going on, right honey?” At the feline’s words, the Weavile lets out a small sigh before taking a sip from his cup.
	“Read me like a book, huh?”
	“Always have, always will, dear.” The feline smiles for a moment before the two of them make their way back to the feline’s door, her hand quickly turning the knob before that wooden barrier swings itself wide open. “After you.”
	“Thank you much.” He nods for a moment before making his way in, with the feline following him soon after and closing the door behind her.
	“So, what’s the latest grievance from the parents this time?” She starts to make her way back behind her desk. Once she’s there, she climbs her way up onto her chair, and plops her rump against that wooden form. The Weavile quickly takes a seat across from the feline, her desk quickly being the only thing between them.
	“Well, let me be frank for the moment, then. I know that everyone is having trouble with trying to keep themselves focussed on everything at hand - students with studies, teachers with teaching, the whole shebang, yes?” At the sound of his voice, the feline quietly places her cup down onto her desk, leans forward, and presses her elbows against that wooden surface before cupping her cheeks in her palms - this was going to be interesting, wasn’t it?
	“Of course, of course, and we’ve been trying to make sure that everyone is well-accommodated, but… well, you see where this is leading me, don’t you, darling?” She glances towards a particularly tall stack of papers and forms - some parents had decided to take their child out of the school in its entirety. There wasn’t a thing that she could do aside from sign things and relieve them of their enrollment.
	“Indeed… Well, I assume that you’re having trouble trying to keep everything afloat with your students failing and having trouble learning the material, yes?” At the sound of that, the feline lets out a small sigh, grabs her cup, and practically drains the rest of that blonde fluid before tossing it into a nearby trash can.
	“Of course, of course, and… well… I know that this recent earthquake isn’t something that anyone should gawk at, but… I don’t know, Falwen, I’m… I suppose I’m just nervous about what’s going to happen when we eventually run out of emergency funds and everything…”
	“Which brings me to why I wanted to talk with you.” At the sound of that, the feline’s ears perk up - what did he have up his sleeve?
	“Oh?”
	“I’m… prepared to help dampen the impact of everything that’s happened. I can’t get rid of everything, mind-” The feline lets out a small sigh before sitting back into her seat once more. “But… I can take a sizable chunk out of the expenses for at least this coming year.” Once more, the feline’s smile appears once more, her long, dark hair seeming to frizzle up for a moment or two from the smile that was burning its way onto her cheeks.
	“Oh, that would be absolutely lovely, Falwen. I’d be absolutely ecstatic to know that you’d be taking care of some of this! I’ll just have to draft up the paperwork and figure out what all needs to be-”
	“But…” At the sound of that, the feline looks up from her desk top, her eyes wide.
	“Hm?”
	“Well… I don’t think that I could do something like this for free. I don’t think you’d mind helping me out with something in the meantime, hm?” For a moment or two, the feline simply sits there with her brows furrowed against her skull - there was always a catch, wasn’t there?
	“I… suppose that I could have seen this coming, but… well, it’s certainly not something that I expected out of you of all people.” With that, she props her elbows back up onto her desk, clasps her hands together, and looks to the Weavile once again. “So, um… What, pray tell, do you have in mind for me paying you back?”
	“Well, you see, I was wanting to get a bit of… insight on what to design when we deal with an expansion to the place a few years down the line. Don’t you agree?” This time, it’s the Weavile’s turn to prop up his elbows against the feline’s desk, his chin resting on his clenched fists and a smile plastered onto his face. “Besides, I think that we could both benefit from this, don’t you think? I pay for this out of my pocket, we get things situated until next year - sounds like a win-win situation in my book, don’t you think?”
	“Oh, I think that it could work, but… well… I don’t really know about this, dearie…” And with that, the Weavile leans back into his chair, his cup of coffee in hand.
	“Think of it like this, I know that your next days off are around the corner, and I think that we both know that you deserve a bit of… R&R, don’t you think?” And with that, he takes that cup and drains it down his gullet before crumpling that cup in his hands and tossing it into the nearby trash can. The feline simply sits there for a moment or two before the Weavile speaks again. “If nothing else, I think that we can both agree that some time off would be… marvelous, yes?” And with that, the Weavile sits back in his seat and crosses his arms for the time being.
	“I… dearie, I’m just not so sure is all.” The feline reaches up to grab one of her ears, and starts to rub the tip with barely another word. The Weavile soon stands up, plants a small, sly smile onto his face, and starts to head towards the door.
	“Think about it, and if things happen, they’ll happen, right? Let me know when you’re coming over - I want to get things tidy by then.” And with that, the Weavile quietly opens the door to the feline’s office, steps through, and closes the door behind him, leaving the feline all alone behind her desk. For a moment or two, she sits there with a piece of paper in hand and her cheek in the other… What was she getting herself into, anyway…?

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	Ding Dong~!

	The feline stands in front of a rather bulky-looking wooden door, the paint on its surface chipped with either age or damage. For a moment or two, she simply stands there with her purse strapped over her shoulder before she looks out towards the somewhat expansive yard behind her. It had been a few days since the Superintendent had come into her office with his offer, and with everything that had been going on, she had only just gotten to schedule a few days off - after all, no one would bother looking at an extended weekend after everything that had been going on, right?
	Before her thoughts could drift any farther than they had already, the sound of the door opening behind her causes her to turn herself around - almost immediately, the sight of the Weavile wearing a rather comfortable-looking shirt and a pair of loose-fitting pants fills the feline’s view.
	“Well, well, what a surprise! Anna, something you want to talk about? Please, come in, come in!” And with that, the Weavile slinks back into his home for a moment, his hand still around the doorknob. The feline gives him a bit of a nervous chuckle before making her way in, tension starting to slip its way onto her features.
	“Ah, thank you, Falwen, um… I hope I’m not being too presumptuous or anything or bothering you on your off days, but I believe I’ve made up my mind for, um… our deal and everything, yes?” As soon as she makes her way in, the Weavile closes the door, and starts to make his way into the middle of the room before placing his rump against a nearby couch cushion.
	“Oh, it’s not even a bother. Please, take a seat, stay a while. I’ve got some cookies cooling in the kitchen, so when they’re ready I can get you a few, hm?” And with that, he slips one of his legs over the other and leans against the side arm of that couch.
	“Oh, that would be lovely, thank you.” She takes a seat of her own, her hands in her lap.
	“Marvelous. Now, let’s get down to business, shall we?” With that, the Weavile leans forward in his seat, both feet hitting the ground a second prior. “So, last we spoke, I believe we were talking about a little… expansion to the school, yes?”
	“Something along those lines, yes.” The feline quietly runs her fingers through her long, dark hair for a moment or two - at the very least, things were starting to go smoothly, weren’t they? “If I remember correctly, it was… oh, I don’t believe you said what it was that you wanted to expand upon specifically. What were you thinking, deary?”
	“Well, give me a moment and I’ll show you.” He smiles for a split second before standing up from his spot on the couch, and making his way towards a door on the far wall. He disappears inside for a time before making his way out again, this time with a large piece of folded blue paper in his arms. “I think that you’re going to like this.” And with that, he makes his way over to the feline’s side of the couch before taking a seat once again. The feline tilts her head for a moment or two as the Weavile places that folded paper onto the low table in front of them, unfolding it into a rather large blueprint.
	“Oh, dear, this is… certainly intricate, isn’t it?”
	“Oh, trust me, Anna, I think it’s better than it looks.” And with that, he splays it out along the table, the corners folding themselves back for a moment or two. He looks towards the feline with a glint in his eye. “So, tell me - what do you think about this? I’m planning on adding an entire wing for the school if everything… goes through, hm?” With that, he smirks for a moment or two and slinks one of his palms against the side of the feline’s thigh.
	For a split second, the feline tenses up at the feeling of the Weavile’s touch, a soft blush starting to burn its way onto her cheeks - he was so close, but… there was no way that he was-
	“Anna.”
	“Ah- um… yes?”
	“I know that you’ve been stressed as anything these past few weeks, but I believe I know of an amazing, erm… stress reliever, if you’re interested.” He smirks for a moment or two before pressing himself against the feline for a moment. Almost immediately, the blush on the feline’s face burns brighter and brighter with each passing second.
	“Um… Mr. Glaze, I… don’t think that this is rather appropriate for a place like this, don’t you think?” At that point, the feline turns herself towards the Weavile, her face trying to mimic a tomato in terms of redness.
	“Oh, Anna… Anna, Anna, Anna… I don’t think you should worry about what other people have to say right now. Why not relax for once? I know for a fact that you’re more stressed than anyone I’ve seen recently, so why not? Go ahead and relax for once - I think you deserve it.” And with that, the Weavile leans himself forward towards the feline, his lips quickly meeting hers. Almost immediately, the feline’s eyes widen to the size of dinner plates before relaxing and soon closing at the Weavile starts to kiss her…
	“Mmph… Mmph…” She lets out a small sigh before leaning back against the side of the couch, shivers starting to run through her form - she needed this. All of this.
	“Hm-hm… you don’t mind if we have a little fun, do you?” The Weavile pulls himself away at that point, lust starting to flash behind his eyes - he needed this just as much as she did, it seems.
	“U-U-Uh… um… u-u-uh huh.” She nods at the sound of that, and lets out a small sigh before the Weavile starts to trail his fingers against the side of her cheek, the buttons on her shirt quickly un-doing themselves at his touch - no need for cloth and fabric to get in the way, after all, right? “Nnh… c-c-careful, deary...”
	“Always, always. No need to worry…” The Weavile smirks for a moment or two before planting another kiss onto her lips… then her chin... then down to the side of her neck... Each kiss quietly making its way down her form before quietly stopping at her now-exposed mounds of flesh. “Hm… marvelous… absolutely marvelous… I think I’m going to enjoy myself.” The feline opens her mouth to say something, but the only thing that comes out is a shivering moan as the Weavile presses himself against her pert flesh.
	“H-Hahn…!! Hah… hah…” She shivers for a moment or two before pressing her head back against the side of the couch, every single nerve in her body feeling like it was on fire from that simple touch. The Weavile looks up from his spot against her, and cocks a brow upwards, a knowing look quickly following along. For a moment, he sits there with the feline’s nipple in his mouth before quickly pulling himself away with a sharp “POP!” sound.
	“Mmm… I think I was right - you’re certainly not having much relaxation in your life, hm?”
	“I-I… I-I-I suppose not, no…”
	“Well, that’s good, then, because I think this is going to be all the sweeter. Do me a favor and spread your legs for me, then. I’m wanting a better taste…” Almost immediately, the feline’s face burns with a bright red blush before she shakily opens her legs for the Weavile to see. Everything below her waist was practically soaked with her fluids, at which point the Weavile slowly licks his lips - he was certainly going to have fun…
	“M-M-Mnh…”
	“Hm… I daresay that I think you’re about ready for a little fun, don’t you think? Now, let's get these pesky things out of the way…” And with that, the Weavile reaches between the feline’s legs, grabs a hold of the soft fabric that was clinging to her form, and quickly pulls it away with a quick tug!

	RRRRRRRIP!

	“A-Ah, wait, those were my favorites for this season!” For a moment or two, the feline sits up on her elbows, the blush on her face receding for the time being. Though, a split second later, and her eyes cross from the sheer pleasure that was starting to shock its way through her form as the Weavile stuffs his face between her legs. “H-H-Hahn~! Hnnngh…” She ends up covering her mouth with one of her free hands, the other one going up to palm itself against one of her massive breasts - she may not be the tallest, sure, but she certainly made up for it in pure size alone.
	Nevertheless, the Weavile was pressed between the feline’s legs, his tongue quickly getting to work on her twitching entrance - of course, it’s always common courtesy to start things slow, so each lick from her entrance to the little nub of pleasure perched on top sends a deep-set shiver up the feline’s spine. Every so often, she tries her best to clamp her legs around the Weavile’s head, but a quick slip of his hands prevents any such thing from happening.
	In time, though, he looks up from between the feline’s legs, a sloppy smirk pressed onto his cheeks.
	“How are you feeling, Anna? Having fun yet?”
	“Mmmngh… w-w-why… w-why’d you stop?” At the sound of the feline’s voice, the Weavile raises a brow - was she having as much fun as he was right now?
	“Oh, no reason, really, I just want to help have a bit more fun is all. Besides, I think I’m starting to get a bit… restricted, don’t you think?” And with that, the Weavile leans back into his seat before gesturing towards the bulge that was twitching against his crotch. As soon as the feline’s eyes land on that bulge, they go as wide as dinner plates before the blush on her face deepens from a bright red to a deep crimson…
	“O-Oh, dear, oh dear, oh dear…” And with that, she presses her palms against her face, her fingers quickly covering her eyes.
	“Oh, come on, now. It’s not gonna be anything bad, now, is it?” And with that, the Weavile slips his thumbs under his waistband, pulls the fabric away from his form, and slips it down his legs for the time being. Almost immediately, his twitching, knotted length spills its way forth, a shiver running through his body at the feeling of the open air against his length. “Mnnf… there we go… You ready for some fun, Anna?” And with that, a sly grin presses itself against the Weavile’s cheeks before he shuffles himself forward towards the feline. He quietly presses his tip against her entrance before she lets out a shiver and presses herself back against the cushions.
	“U-U-Um… p-please be careful? I-I’m… um… well…” And with that, she squirms against the side of the couch once again. The Weavile simply lets out a bit of a huff before pressing himself forward, his tip quickly disappearing between her folds. Almost immediately, a spark of pleasure shoots up the feline’s spine, her hips quickly lifting off of that padded cushion. “Ghhhk…! Hnnngh…” A split second later, her eyes cross from the sheer pleasure rolling through her form - wave after wave of ecstasy causes her to shiver and shake before finally relaxing once again.
	“There… not so hard, hm? I think you’re gonna need this more than I do…” And with that, the Weavile starts to push himself in more and more before he bottoms out against her. A second later, he pulls himself out until only his tip remains inside her before slamming himself in once again! In and out, in and out, over and over and over again…
	“Hah… hah… hah… hnngh… p-please... k-k-keep going…” The feline shakily grabs a pillow from her left, covers her face for a moment, and ends up biting down onto the corner of the fabric as the Weavile quickly works up a rhythm.
	“Hehe… can do… though… with how tight you are, it’s a wonder I can even move at all, you know?” With that, the Weavile bares his teeth for a moment, the sound of flesh-on-flesh quickly filling the air - every single thrust into her felt like it was going to drive him insane! He wanted nothing more than to throw himself over the edge, but that wouldn’t work right now - he wanted to savor this. All of this.
	With each thrust into her, the feline lets out a moan into her pillow. One hand had slunken its way against her breast and was currently tweaking and pinching whatever it could get a hold on - nip, flesh, and everything in between.
	“Rrf… I think we can both agree that everything is- nnf… going well, right?” By this point, the Weavile presses his palms against the feline’s hips before slamming into her faster and faster, harder and harder - each time he slams in, a wave of warmth washes its way across both their forms. He was starting to feel something well up within him… he must be getting close. “Hah… almost there… you don’t-rrf… mind doing something preventative, right?” The feline shivers for a moment at the sound of that, but gives a nod from behind her pillow.
	With that, she raises her hand, makes a few gestures with her fingers, and lets out a small sigh before a pair of lines glow right below her navel and press themselves against her fluff. A second later, they dull themselves down, leaving a small marking right above her crotch. At the sight of that, the Weavile grins and starts to thrust himself into her faster and faster…
	“Gh… g-great, Anna, great…! Nnnh-fuck!” And with that, he slams into her one last time before spurt after spurt of searing hot cum splatters itself between her folds. Almost immediately, the feline’s eyes widen before her walls clamp down around the Weavile’s length, a shiver running through their bodies before wave after wave of sheer ecstasy rocks their senses. The feline’s eyes cross before the Weavile slumps against her - the sweet, sweet afterglow that came after quickly dulling their minds for the time being…

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	It had been a few days since the two of them had their “R&R”, and now the two of them were back to their usual business - the feline doing everything that she needed to for the school to be financially stable for at least the next year, and the Weavile quietly doing his rounds for the time being. That being said, though, the feline was taking some time for herself at the moment to grab another cup of coffee - her third one that day, from the looks of things.
	“Mnnh… just need to stay awake a few more hours and then I’ll be able to go home…” And with that, she pours herself another cup, dumps in a good number of sugar packets, and stirs everything together before taking a sip - a moment later, she lets out a content sigh… Just what she needed right now. Especially right now… For a second, the feline simply leans against the counter with her cup in hand - she didn’t want to go back right now. In a few minutes, sure, she could do that, but not right now.
	“I take it that you’re wanting something?” A familiar baritone rumbles its way into the feline’s ears, causing her to whirl herself around with her eyes wide. As if on cue, the feeling of a certain Weavile’s form pressing against hers causes a blush to burn onto her cheeks once again. “Well? You wanna have a little bit of fun?”
	“S-S-S-Superintendent Glaze, um-”
	“Anna, you know better than to call me that - Falwen’s fine, you know.” And with that, the Weavile leans in towards the feline at that point, a smirk pressing itself onto his own cheeks. “Though, for right now, I think that you can call me whatever you’d like, don’t you think?” And with that, the Weavile leans forward and plants another kiss onto the feline’s lips. A split second later, she pushes him away.
	“H-Hang, um… Hang on, please. Um… Uh… I… I don’t really think that we should be doing this here, um… of all places.” She gives a quick glances around the room - sure, there wasn’t anyone there, but the thought of someone coming into the room made her feel somewhat uneasy… She’d practically die of embarrassment, if nothing else. At her words, though, the Weavile simply smirks for a moment or two before quickly leaning in and kissing the feline once again.
	“Oh, don’t you worry, I don’t think anyone’s going to bother us. After all, it’s the end of the day, isn’t it? I think that there are other things that people need to worry about right now.” The feline lets out a shivering sigh at that point, her thoughts quickly running through her head like a freight train - every single sort of scenario, possible and impossible, makes her shiver and think… Though, would there really be any harm…?
	“I-I… I don’t know… I just… Hm…” She trails off at that point, her gaze quickly meeting the cup of coffee on the counter to her right.
	“Tell you what - I’m gonna try and make you happy, and you just tell me when you don’t wanna go anymore, okay? I think you’re gonna like this.” And with that, the Weavile leans in once more for a kiss before trailing his way down the side of her neck… Almost immediately, he brushes aside a few bits of the feline’s flowing robes for a moment before planting his lips right around one of her pert nips.
	“A-Ah, um… u-u-uh…” She quietly puts her hand over her mouth for a moment or two at the sound of her own voice.
	“Shh… just relax, let me make you feel good, okay?” And with that, he clamps himself onto her nipple once again, his tongue quickly flicking and swirling its way around that pert nub of sensitive flesh. Almost immediately, the feline shivers and tilts her head back for a moment, her nerves quickly lighting up in a wave of pleasurable warmth…
	“M-M-Mnh…!” She moans into her hand at that point, a shiver running through her form - she couldn’t think straight from all of this, could she? Her head was feeling foggy, and the only thing that she could seem to get a handle on was the increasingly slick feeling between her legs. A moment later, the Weavile pulls off of her, a sharp “POP!” following his release.
	“Mmm… I think it’s time that we get things started, don’t you think, Anna?” And with that, he quickly shoves his pants down a bit, his length twitching itself to life in the open air. His member quickly twitching and lurching against the feline’s form for a moment or two, causing herself to shake from her pleasure-induced stupor. “Let’s get you… up a bit more comfortable…” And with that, the Weavile wraps his arms around the feline’s form, lifts her from her spot, and sets her right on top of the counter.
	The entire time, the feline’s breath was heaving like she had run a marathon moments prior - the twitching need between her legs was making her feel like she was going crazy!
	“Mmnh… p-p-please… p-p-please…”
	“Hm? Something you want?” The Weavile raises a brow and plants a smirk onto his face.
	“P-P-Please… s-s-stick it in… I-I-I… I-I-I need this…!” She shivers for a moment or two more before shakily racing out towards the Weavile - something to put out this fire in her loins. Something, anything!
	“Well, at the very least, I think that I can oblige something like that, don’t you think?” And with that, the Weavile reaches down towards his length with one hand, brushes aside the feline’s robes with the other, and presses his tip against her entrance for the time being. “Last chance, now. You wanna keep going, Anna?” The Weavile plants a sly grin onto his face at that point, the feline shivering for a moment at the sight of his face.
	“P-P-Please, p-p-please please please stick it in…! I-I-I… I-I-I don’t think I can take this much anymore…!”
	“Hm… I think I can oblige.” And with that, the Weavile slips himself between her folds, a shivering sigh escaping from his mouth and a moan rumbling out from her throat.
	“Hahn…!! Hnngh… P-P-Please, k-k-keep going…!” The Weavile smiles for a moment or two at the sound of that before quietly starting to thrust his hips once again. Almost immediately, the feline’s eyes start to cross as wave after wave of warm, filling pleasure runs through her form - each thrust into her sends a deep-set shiver up her spine before a smile starts to lazily cross her visage.
	“Nnf… there we go… Still as tight as ever…” And with that, the Weavile starts to stuff his length into her, each inch quickly disappearing between her folds until his knot presses against her entrance. Almost immediately, she covers her mouth with her hand a split second after a moan shivers its way out from her form.
	“Mmmph…! Mmph… mmph… mmph…” For a moment or two, she sits there with her hand across her face, the Weavile quickly getting into a rhythm once more.

	Pap pap pap pap pap pap pap pap…

	“Nnf… fuck…! As tight as a… v-vice…!” The Weavile grunts for a moment or two before continuing on with his thrusting, each inch slipping its way between her folds causing her body to rock and shake - she was enjoying this far too much for her own good, wasn’t she? “Gonna… f-fill you… up…!”
	“N-Not inside! P-Please, not inside!” The feline, through her pleasure-induced daze, shivers at the feeling of the Weavile’s length plunging into her depths with each thrust of his hips - though, a second later, he pulls himself out from her folds before jet after jet of searing hot cum splatters its way out from his tip, practically coating the feline from head to stomach in that sticky, pearlescent fluid.
	“Nnf… hah… hah… h-how’re you feeling, Anna? Feeling alright?” The Weavile smirks for a moment before reaching up and pressing one of his palms against the cabinets above the two of them - the feline was busy trying to keep her legs from shaking as much as they were.
	“Hah… hah… hah… s-s-sticky…” She has one eye closed from an errant rope of cum splattered against her face, with the front of her robes quietly soaked with that white fluid. “Nnh… d...d-don’t want to move, dear… c...c-could you pour me some coffee, please…?” At that point, the feline quietly presses a rather silly-looking grin onto her face, the afterglow quickly catching up to her within seconds. At her words, though, the Weavile simply smirks and starts to clean himself up before reaching over towards the now-toppled stack of styrofoam cups off to the side. After quickly picking one up, he grabs the coffee pot to his left and pours that dark liquid in there.
	“Cream or sugar?”
	“Mmmnh… both, please…” At the sound of that, the Weavile simply smirks for a second, places that cup down, and reaches up towards the cabinet. After a quick rifling-through of its contents, he places a few small plastic cups and paper packets down next to that coffee cup.
	“Let me find some napkins so that you can be somewhat presentable, alright?” And with a grin, the Weavile starts to look through the various drawers and cabinets for those bits of paper - hopefully something to help keep things clean would be around… The feline, though, simply sighs, smiles, and starts to fill her coffee with as much sugar and creamer as she could get her hands on before bringing it to her lips.
	“Of course, deary… I… I think that we can make this an ongoing arrangement, don’t you agree?” At the sound of that, the Weavile quietly presses a piece of paper against the feline’s face, wiping away his spunk with barely another word.
	“I think that can be arranged, yes, so long as you’re willing to hear me out on a few other… suggestions, we’ll say.” At his words, the feline simply smiles for a moment or two before taking another sip of her blonde-colored brew.
	“I-I… think we can figure out a way to pay for a few things, yes.” And with that, the feline simply smiles before drinking the rest of her cup.