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"And here we are."
Izzy crossed through the door and looked around the place. It was his first time at Stella's apartment, although he recognized a couple of shelves and lamps that he had seen before in video calls. She closed the door behind him and walked to his side.
"The bedroom's over there. You can go leave your stuff."
Izzy tilted his head up a little to look at her. "Clothes included?"
She grinned in response. "Eager to try the new toy, huh?"
"Maaaybe just a little bit." He put his paws behind his back, trying to appear as innocent as possible.
"Heh, so am I." She gave his butt a playful little slap and his cheek a small kiss. "Sure, I'll be right with you."
Izzy nodded, then headed for the door that Stella had pointed him at and went inside the bedroom. It was just as tidy as the rest of the apartment; he smiled, thinking that it never looked this clean in video calls before, and wondering where Stella hid all that clutter.
He shook his head and began undressing, taking of his hoodie first, followed by his shirt, and then bending down and pulling his skirt and underwear down, leaving all of his clothes in a nicely folded pile on the ground beside the bed. He then turned to the full body mirror on the closet, paws on his waist, and inspected his reflection; a short rabbit with pure white fur stared back at him, completely naked, his dick already starting to poke upwards. He noted that his hair was a little ruffled, and attempted to fix it, before stopping and frowning, realizing that it wasn't going to matter anyways, and simply sat on the bed with his legs crossed and waited.
It didn't take long for the door to open and a taller spotted hyena to come through, just as naked as he was, with one notable exception: around her crotch was a black strap-on, with a fairly large silicone dick of the same color sticking out of it. She closed the door behind her and leaned on it, smiling down at him.
"So, how's it look?"
Izzy bit his lower lip, looking at her up and down. "Fuck, yes."
"That's what I was hoping for." She chuckled and walked closer to the bed, then crawled on top of it on all fours and pressed a brief kiss to Izzy's lips, which he enthusiastically returned.
"Although... I have to say, I barely recognize you without glasses."
"Yeah well, don't move too far away or I won't recognize you either."
"Heheh, I'm not going anywhere." He gave her another kiss, then leaned back onto his elbows. "You said you had lube, right?"
"Always prepared. It's in the second drawer, can you get it for me?"
Izzy nodded and rolled to his side, peeking over the edge of the bed, and then leaning down further to open the nightstand drawer. He searched through the contents for a moment, finally finding a bottle of lube, grabbing it and rolling over again to present it to Stella, who was smiling at him.
"Hm?" Izzy tilted his head to the side. "What's so funny?"
"Oh, nothing." She picked up the bottle of lube from his paw, then sat back, squirted a generous amount onto her own paw and started spreading it over the silicone member sticking out of her crotch. Izzy inspected it a little more closely; it had a nice, pleasing upward curve, unlike most of his toys.
"... wait, you made me pick it up so you could stare at my butt."
"Who, me?" Stella replied in a flat monotone, with a telltale smile on her face.
"Heheh, couldn't help yourself? I have been told I have a pretty cute butt. You could just ask, though."
"Oh, don't you worry, I'm going to have plenty of time to see just how cute it is." Finished with applying the lubricant, Stella crawled closer, looming over Izzy, who grinned up at her and spread his legs in response. She grabbed both of his legs, lifting them up just enough to rub the tip of the silicone dick up and down between his cheeks.
Izzy bit his lip again. "Mmh... looks like you're as eager as I am, huh?"
"Is it that obvious?" With a mischievous grin, she lined up the tip with the entrance of Izzy's ass and started pushing her hips forward.
"Just a-haaah... a little..." Izzy tilted his head back, closing his eyes as the dildo entered him. Stella kept pushing, very slow and steady.
"Feeling okay? It is kinda big, so just let me know if-"
He shook his head. "F-feels very good... Don't worry, I've had-ah- bigger..."
Izzy took a deep breath and did his best to relax, the feeling of fullness in his lower body growing with each push of Stella's hips. He relished the sensation of his insides being stretched open more and more, and the slightly cool feeling of the lube inside him. He clenched his paws, gripping the bedsheets by his sides.
"Hah... d-deeper..."
He could feel Stella's paws gripping his legs harder in response, pushing deeper into him, until finally, Stella's crotch made contact with his cheeks. He let out another sigh and opened his eyes, just to see Stella looking down at him and smiling, leaning forward and closer to his face than he expected.
"So, how is it?"
He simply nodded, his breathing heavy and labored.
"Better than your toys?"
"Hah... w-well, any of my toys would feel this good if- mmh... if it was attached to you, I think."
He could see Stella's cheeks turning a little red too, even as she tried to remain stoic and keep a calm smile on her face. "Shush."
"L-love you too~"
"Can I start moving now?"
He nodded again, leaning back once more and trying to relax his inner muscles by taking a deep breath. He felt the member sliding out of him slowly, bit by bit, and then pushing back in. Stella repeated the same motion a few times, each time tilting her hips a little differently and varying the speed of her pushes, eventually building up the confidence to thrust harder inside Izzy. Immediately, as the dildo hit a sensitive spot inside him, he opened his mouth and let out a loud moan.
Stella grinned. "Ooh, that's new." She tentatively pulled her hips back a couple of centimeters and pushed in again, eliciting another moan out of Izzy. Encouraged, she started to pick up the pace, her crotch making a slapping sound against his butt cheeks with each motion.
Izzy tried to open his eyes in between moans and shudders. His vision felt a little blurry, and he felt a familiar feeling building up in his chest. He reached out with both arms and put them over Stella's shoulders, trying his best to look into her eyes in the middle of his moans and gasps. Stella seemed more than happy to keep picking up the pace, thrusting into him and hitting sensitive spots deep inside him again and again. The sensation kept building up inside Izzy, a chill running down his spine as he clenched his paws and-
"Ow-ow-ow!!"
The movement stopped all of a sudden. Izzy blinked and shook his head.
"Whuh- what's wrong?"
"Ow. Claws." Stella sat up, with an uncomfortable expression on her face, and reached behind her back with one paw. "I think you dug your claws in too deep."
"Oh! S-sorry!" Dammit. He got caught up in the moment and let it happen again. "I'm really sorry!"
Stella shook her head. "No, it's fine." She brought her paw in front of her face, inspecting it. "Can we stop, though? I think you drew a little bit of blood."
Izzy nodded, embarrassed and mentally beating himself up.
---
The room was quiet. Both of them were silent, Stella sitting on a chair with her back turned and Izzy applying some disinfectant on the small wounds on her back. They weren't particularly deep, but it was better to be safe.
Izzy was the first one to speak up.
"Listen, I- um. I'm sorry, Stella. I understand if you're upset, and-"
"I'm not upset." She turned her head to look at him over her shoulder. She seemed... sincere, at least? "I'm just thinking."
"Thinking...? About what?"
"Well. Has this ever happened to you before?"
He hesitated for a moment. "Um. Yeah."
"With someone else? By yourself?"
"Someone else. An ex." He left the piece of cotton he was using. "Um, I'm done disinfecting."
Stella turned to look at him, taking his paw in hers and smiling. "Thanks."
"So... why were you asking about that? It's not like it matters, right? I shouldn't have hurt you."
"Well. Okay. So. This is going to sound kind of weird. Bear with me, alright?"
Izzy nodded, curious.
"So when we were having sex before, I... saw something different in you. In your eyes."
He tilted his head to the side. "In my eyes?"
"Yeah. It's hard to describe exactly. But I'm sure they looked different."
"Are you sure it wasn't just, you know... not having your glasses on?"
She let her chin rest on her paw, looking pensive. "Normally, I'd chalk it up to that. But there's also your claws. Can you give me your arm?"
He complied. Stella grabbed his paw, pointing it up, and poked at his fingertip with one of her paw pads. She pressed down hard.
"See? Nothing. You barely have claws. I know you keep them well trimmed. So how did you dig into my back like that?"
Izzy looked down at his own paw, confused. "I mean, yeah, but... I think I just got excited and clenched really hard. It doesn't sound that weird to me. Like I said, it's happened before."
"Was it a similar situation?"
"Yeah. We were having sex, and I dug my claws too hard into their chest."
"And how do you feel when that happens?"
Izzy looked away, a little annoyed. "I feel awful that I hurt you, obviously. Do we have to keep talking about-"
"No, not after. Before. How do you feel before that happens?"
He sighed. "Just like everyone when they're having sex, Stella! I feel lightheaded, and shivery, and cold, and it's hard to breathe and think, and-"
"Wait. Cold?"
"Yeah, cold! You know, that chilly feeling that builds up in your chest when you feel really good?"
"Alright, Izzy, I hate to break it to you, but that's not normal."
"What? What do you mean?"
"Most people don't usually feel something 'chilly' in their chest when they have sex."
"I mean! Maybe it's just because of anatomy differences, and-"
"Izzy."
Stella looked into his eyes. He went quiet, returning the gaze.
"I think there's something more going on here. And I'd like to figure out what it is, if you're okay with that. Please trust me, alright?"
He gulped, then finally let out a sigh and nodded. "Alright. What would you like to do?"
"First, why don't you lie down again?"
Izzy complied, resting on his back. Stella followed, lying by his side.
"I'd like to touch you for a little bit so you can tell me how it feels in more detail. Is that okay with you?"
"Alright. I can do that."
She nodded, squirting another generous helping of lube onto one of her paws, spreading it around with the other, before finally reaching down and wrapping it around Izzy's dick. He flinched a little from the cold sensation as she started spreading it up and down.
"We're going to need to get you hard again first."
"Hmm. That might take a little b-" His sentence was cut off by Stella's lips pressing against his. "Mm!"
He closed his eyes, immediately relaxing. Her tongue poked out of her mouth, prodding at his lips, and he opened up his mouth in response, letting out a soft moan as he felt Stella's tongue entering him. "Mmmmmm..." Her paw reached up to stroke the back of his head, running her fingers through his hair and ruffling it in the process. Izzy simply let her tongue explore his mouth, pretty much forgetting entirely about the paw that was also stroking his dick.
When he finally felt Stella pulling back and her tongue slipping out, he opened his eyes again, and was met with Stella grinning at him.
"Looks like that did the trick, huh?"
He looked down between his legs, his dick standing up proud and Stella's paw still spreading lube up and down its length. "I- I guess you know me pretty well, heh..."
"I'm going to pick it up now, okay?"
He nodded and tilted his head back. A sigh escaped his mouth as Stella sped up her pumping, wet squelchy sounds quickly filling the room. He struggled to stay focused on the reason why they were doing this, tempting as it may have been to just relax and let Stella pleasure him.
"This feels good, right?"
"Mmhm..."
"Are you feeling anything else?"
"Y-yeah." He bit his lip, concentrating. "That, mmh, cold feeling is definitely there..."
"Up in your chest?"
He nodded.
"Can you describe it a bit more?"
Izzy thought for a moment. It was more than a little difficult to focus, with Stella's paw not slowing down at all. "I-it's, um... it's like something inside me... not physically, just some, feeling..."
"A feeling different from pleasure?"
"Y-yeah, it's like... mmh-fuck... sorry, it's h-hard to describe, I've never really focused on it so much..."
"That's alright. Take as much time as you need."
"It's like... like an urge? Like something that wants to come out?"
"Hm, I see." Stella's paw slowed down a little bit for a moment as she paused to think, then quickly picked up the pace again. "An urge to do things like dig your claws in?"
"Mm-ah... sorta? It- it feels like I'm so used to holding it back that it's hard to even... tell what it wants..."
"Why don't you try listening to it?"
Izzy opened his eyes, a little concerned. "But... I don't want to hurt you again!"
Stella offered him a reassuring smile, pausing her pumping motions. "Your claws aren't on me right now. I'll be fine. If I think I'm going to get hurt at any point, I'll stop."
"You sure?"
"I'm sure."
Izzy hesitated for a moment, then nodded, lying back down. He took a deep breath again, feeling Stella's paw start stroking his dick once more, and focused on the feeling inside his chest. It was difficult to work out exactly what that feeling was, or what it wanted from him, so instead he tried to just concentrate his attention on it. It seemed to respond, the feeling of cold inside him growing stronger. It felt... strange, not really unpleasant. Remembering what happened before, he tried digging his claws into the bedsheets. Once again, that made the chilly feeling stronger. It wasn't only in his chest anymore, either; it seemed to be spreading through his upper body. Izzy felt sweat running down his forehead; it was a lot more effort than he thought to not hold that feeling back, like his body was just automatically trying to shut it down for him. Biting his lower lip, he tried his best to lower those mental barriers. The feeling kept growing stronger, and stronger... his breathing grew quicker...
Suddenly, Stella's paw stopped.
Izzy opened his eyes and looked up at her. "H-huh? Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. How about you? Do you feel okay? Anything different?"
Izzy paused. "Something is... different, but it's hard to tell what."
Stella chuckled in response. Izzy tilted his head to the side.
"Huh? What's so funny?"
"Why don't you go look in the mirror?"
A little confused, Izzy stood up and walked over to the same full-body mirror he used before. Upon seeing his reflection, he froze in place.
Looking back at him was not the familiar pure-white rabbit he was used to seeing. Instead, black lines ran across the white fur of his chest, shoulders and neck in strange, asymmetric swirly patterns. They looked like tattoos of some sort, except... he had never gotten a tattoo before. Was this just his fur? He reached up to run a finger over it, and indeed, some of his fur had just changed color. His lower body and his face and ears were still all white, but his upper body was covered in black marks. His claws were definitely sharper, too, significantly more than this morning.
The most striking change, however, were his eyes. They were almost a solid black, except for thin white circles where his brown irises used to be.
"What the..."
Stella came up to him and put an arm around his waist. "Told you something was up."
"I... well, THIS has never happened before."
"Yeah, I figured." She looked down at him. "Are you okay?"
"I think so, just. I mean. This is... a lot. I have no idea what just happened to me."
"Yeah, that's understandable."
They both stared at Izzy's reflection in silence. Over the next few minutes, the lines over his chest seemed to fade to a dull grey instead of an intense black.
Stella ran her finger over it. "I think you're starting to turn back."
"Looks like it. At least it's not permanent, I guess."
Izzy looked up at the hyena by his side. "Aren't you, you know... scared?"
"Why would I be scared?"
"Well, I look kinda. I don't know." Izzy reached up and fiddled with one of his ears.
"You're not going to hurt me, right?"
"Of course not!"
"There you go then." She kissed one of his long ears. "I think you look pretty cool if anything."
A little bit of blood rushed up to his cheeks. The black pattern on his fur was faint and hard to see now, and his eyes seemed to have returned to normal.
"So, um. What now?"
"Weeeeell. I have an idea we can try if you're okay with it."
Izzy tilted his head, curious.
---
A week had passed since that night. Izzy kept experimenting on his own, and quickly discovered consistent ways to trigger... whatever change was happening to him. He kept Stella updated through text messages, but their schedules didn't line up quite right to meet in person again during the week.
It was now the following weekend. Izzy sat on Stella's couch, once again butt naked with his clothes in a neatly folded pile by his side, and impatiently fiddled with one of his ears. Meanwhile, Stella was typing something at her computer. After a moment, she turned around to face Izzy.
"Ready?"
He nodded in response, and Stella pressed a key. A loud dial tone played from the computer's speakers; Stella quickly adjusted it down to something more reasonable. It only took a second for the tone to stop and a soft, masculine voice to come through from the speakers.
"Hello, hello?"
Stella was the one to reply. "Hey Lloyd, can you hear us?"
"Loud and clear!"
Stella poked at Izzy's shoulder. He cleared his throat and spoke up. "Um, hi!"
"Hey there!" The voice replied in a friendly tone. "You're Ishmael, right?"
"Uh, yeah, but I prefer Izzy! Nice to meet you!"
"Haha, Izzy then! You all ready to turn on the video call?"
Stella gave Izzy a look, who replied with a silent nod.
"Yeah, all good here."
"Nice, then let me just..."
The computer screen showed a buffering symbol for a moment, and then, an image of a lizard with bright green scales wearing a headset with a microphone appeared on it; he was sitting far enough away from his camera to show his upper body, and even through his shirt, Izzy could tell he was very well built. 'And pretty handsome', he couldn't help but think. Another image on the bottom right corner showed the living room Stella and him were in, with Izzy right in the middle of the frame.
"Right, there we-" The lizard spoke up, then cut himself off, looking right below the camera with a surprised expression. "O-oh wow."
Izzy suddenly felt a little self-conscious. He put his paws on his knees, looking to the side and whispering to Stella. "You did tell him what the plan was, right?"
Lloyd spoke up before Stella could reply, apparently able to hear the whispering. "No, y-yes, sorry! I knew you'd be naked, no worries." He looked a bit nervous. "Stella just, um, didn't tell me you were so..."
Stella looked down at Izzy with a wide grin. "So cute?"
"... yeah, pretty much. But, um!" Lloyd waved his claws in front of his chest with a flustered expression. "I didn't mean to make it weird. Sorry. I know what we're here for."
Izzy smiled. 'Oh, it's just that', he thought, visibly relaxing. He then stood up and walked a little closer to the camera. "Alright! So, um, Stella said you're a historian?"
Seemingly calming down, Lloyd returned the smile at him. "Studying to become one, but yes."
"So do you know anything about... this whole thing?"
"Well, judging from what Stella told me, I have a theory. I've read about some myths that describe similar things. But I'd like to see it before making any claims, if that's alright."
"Yeah, of course!" Izzy hesitated for a moment. "Um, you are aware that the way to..."
"I know it's sex." Lloyd nodded. "I'm comfortable with watching if you are too."
'Oh I'm more than comfortable', Izzy thought, trying to stop himself from grinning.
Stella seemed to be well prepared, already spreading lube on her paws. "Alright, cutie. Bend over."
Izzy eagerly leaned forward, resting his paws on the table and sticking his butt out in her direction. In this position, he was facing the camera head-on; his exhibitionist side thought that it was a bit of a shame that Lloyd couldn't get a good view of the action, but he reminded himself that wasn't the important part he needed to see.
Without wasting any time, Stella walked over behind him and placed her fingertips right up against his hole, drawing a little gasp out of him. He took a deep breath and relaxed, spreading his legs open a little wider, and let out a sigh when he felt her slick fingers poking inside him. Already, he could feel the chill in his chest: it had become a lot easier to identify over the past week. As Stella's fingers wiggled around inside him, he let that feeling take over, and the cold in his upper body quickly started growing and spreading.
"Oh wow", Stella said, still working her fingers in and out. "That was much faster than last time."
Izzy opened his eyes and looked at his miniature image on the bottom of the large screen. It was hard to make out, but dark lines were indeed starting to form around his upper body. Lloyd seemed to be watching intently, with more curiosity than anything else.
"Heh, y-yeah. I think I've just been-mmph... holding it back my whole life, you know?" The cold feeling became more and more intense. "Once I f-figured that out, I just needed to-ah... not do that anymore."
"Should I get the dildo now?"
"No, just- mmh, keep doing that a little more..."
Happy to do as she was told, Stella pushed her fingers as deep inside Izzy as she could, drawing a little moan out of him. He felt the cold sensation spread to his lower body as Stella's fingers moved around, spreading open, curling and poking at different spots, sliding out and then back in, and then finally, all the way out.
"Okay, there we go", she said. "Can you stand up now?"
Lloyd watched with a fascinated look as Izzy stood back up; he couldn't really make out what he looked like on the camera, but a quick glance down told him that his whole body was covered in swirly black lines now, forming all sorts of symbols and patterns on his white fur. They ran down his legs all the way to his footpaws, but funnily enough, most of them seemed to be around his crotch area. Izzy just lifted his arms and spun around, trying to give Lloyd a good look.
"So, what do you think?"
"Uh, actually..." Lloyd's voice responded. "Could you come a little closer to the camera? I think the image is glitching out a bit."
"Huh." Stella commented behind him. "So it's not just me then."
"Not just you? What do you mean?"
"You actually look... fuzzy." Stella tilted her head to the side, looking up and down at him. "Like your edges aren't very well defined I guess. I feel like I'm looking at you wrong, if that makes sense?"
"You sure it's not the glasses again?"
"Actually, no", Lloyd added. "That's how he looks to me too."
For some reason, the idea made Izzy smile. He walked closer to the camera. "Like this?"
"Yeah, I can see you better now. Stella said you didn't have those markings all over last time, right?"
"That's right. I guess more of them appear when I get better at not holding it back."
"And uh, silly question, but you don't normally have serrated teeth, right?"
Confused, Izzy opened his mouth and poked at the top row of his teeth. Indeed, they were much sharper and pointier than he was used to, and... poking around with his finger some more, he discovered a second row of teeth behind the first, just as sharp.
"... huh. No, that's new too. My claws also got sharper, if that helps?"
Lloyd nodded, crossing his arms. "Yeah, I'm pretty sure I know what you are."
Both Izzy and Stella looked at him expectantly.
"If I'm correct, you're a voidling. Well, half voidling and half rabbit, anyways."
"A... voidling?" Izzy turned his head to look at Stella, who just shrugged at him. "I don't think I've ever heard that before."
"They're... what we would now call a sort of cryptid, I guess. But not exactly. Shapeshifting creatures of the void, with many eyes, sharp claws and teeth. Generally considered aggressive and dangerous."
Izzy looked to the side, thinking. "Thaaat sounds more like a movie monster. Or some sort of internet horror story."
"That's basically what they are. Well, pre-internet, anyways. Horror stories are as old as creaturekind." Lloyd let out a little chuckle. "It's not uncommon for them to have some basis in reality, but I never thought I'd get to meet one in person!"
"But, hey." Stella interjected. "Aren't your parents, you know... rabbits?"
"Well." Izzy rested his chin on his paw. "My mom was for sure. But I never met my dad. She talked lot about him though. Said he was very kind and sweet, but he just couldn't live with us for... some reason she never told me."
"So you think..."
"... that my mom fucked a cryptid?" Izzy shrugged. "Sounds like as good of an explanation as any other, right?"
On the other side of the screen, Lloyd laughed. "You're taking this pretty well."
"Honestly it was very scary at first. But just having a word for it is... comforting, I guess."
"Unfortunately, one thing I can't explain is why this half only seems to come out during sex. Nothing I've read about voidlings suggests anything like that. I could give you some of the literature I looked through, if you want?"
"Sure, that sounds good!"
"Great! I'll send it over to Stella so she can forward it."
Stella walked over closer to the camera and placed a paw on Izzy's shoulder. "Or, you know. You two could exchange contact details and you could send it directly. You seem to get along pretty well."
Lloyd averted his eyes from the camera, visibly embarrassed. "Um. Yeah, I'd like that, I think. If you're okay with it too?"
Izzy smiled, turning his head to look at Stella, who silently mouthed the words 'You're welcome' at him.
---
"It's only been like... what, a couple months since this whole thing, hasn't it?" Stella asked, idly rubbing one of Izzy's ears. His head was resting on one of her boobs, snuggled into her side.
"Hmm? What thing?"
"You know." Her fingers traced over the black line that spiralled down Izzy's long ear.
"Ah, that. Yeah, I guess it has, huh? It feels like forever ago, honestly."
"Same. I know that's about when we started hanging out physically too, but even chatting online, you seem... different."
Izzy lifted his head, curious. "Different how?"
"It's hard to explain. More confident, more... yourself?"
Izzy chuckled to himself, looking down at his own body. It was pretty much permanently covered in black symbols and squiggles now. "Yeah, I guess so."
"Plus. Not to put down how you used to look, but. I think you're extremely hot like this."
He grinned. "Oh yeah?"
"Yeah."
"Oh yeah?" He climbed on top of Stella, putting a leg over her and straddling her, placing his paws on her chest for support.
"Mmh, yeah." She smiled back at him.
He let the familiar sensation of void fill him and take over his body. The black markings on his body seemed to emit a faint glow as his claws grew sharper, two more black eyes opened on his forehead, and three tendrils sprouted from his back, long and thin.
"Oh yeah?~" His voice sounded different too; hard to parse, with a hint of static behind it.
Stella simply looked up at him, biting her lower lip. "Oh yeah..."
Without another word, Izzy leaned down and pressed his lips against Stella's, his long, black and slimy tongue quickly wiggling its way into her mouth. She moaned in response, happily sucking on his tongue as two of his tentacles reached for her wrists and pinned them down against the bed. She instinctively tugged at them, unable to move even a little under Izzy's surprising strength. She moaned louder into his mouth as he let his tongue move around inside hers, poking around and rubbing against her own tongue, cold and slippery.
Meanwhile, Izzy's remaining tendril slipped down his back and made its way between Stella's legs. The very tip stroked over her pussy, teasing up and down and circling around her clit, making Stella squirm under him. He giggled into her mouth, letting the tip of his tentacle poke right up against her entrance, and then pulled his head back from the kiss, his long tongue taking a second or two more to slide all the way out. He retracted it back into his mouth, showing a wide grin full of pointy, triangular teeth.
Stella's breathing was heavy, smiling back up at him. "You're terrifyingly cute, you know that?"
"That's the best compliment I could ever get~" Izzy finally pushed the tip of his back tentacle inside of Stella, who responded by closing her eyes and moaning out loud.
"Ffffuck, Izzy..."
The sensation of Stella's insides squeezing around him made Izzy loosen his grip on her wrists. He shivered, his arms feeling like they might give out under him.
"Mmh... l-looks like heat still... makes you w-weak, huh...?"
Izzy simply nodded, panting heavily as he pushed his tendril deeper and deeper inside her. It squirmed and wriggled, long and thin and cold and slippery, poking and prodding at Stella's insides in all directions. He then started pulling it back, but didn't get very far before pushing right back in, drawing a moan out of Stella. Izzy made the tentacle bend so that each push and pull motion made its underside brush over her clit, making her buck her hips.
It wasn't long before Izzy could feel the signs of Stella's inner walls twitching and squeezing harder around him. He picked up the pace, thrusting into her again and again and again, the tip of his tentacle reaching deep inside of her, trying to push her over the edge.
In response, Stella reached up, grabbed one of Izzy's top tentacles in one swift motion, and guided the tip to her mouth, sucking it in and running her tongue over it.
"Wh-hey-you c-hhaaaah!"
Izzy's arms finally gave out under him, his weight collapsing on top of Stella as they both came together. His whole body twitched, his dick shooting rope after rope sandwiched between their bellies, as Stella's insides twitched and squeezed around him in response. After a few seconds, his breathing started to slow down and stabilize, with the rising and falling of Stella's chest under him slowing down alongside him. Stella slid his tentacle out of her mouth, and they both let out a contented sigh.
"Fuck..." Stella muttered. "Love you, Izzy..."
"Mmhm..." A simple affirmative sound was all Izzy could muster, his whole body still feeling weak from the heat on his void parts. He closed his eyes, exhausted, feeling Stella's paw stroke down his back fur, and shivering a little at the sensation of it briefly brushing against the bases of his tendrils as he drifted off to sleep.