In a warm day of summer you decided to go hiking to move a little instead of staying home all day.

After a few hours you were exhausted and chosen a spot to set up your tent.

You slide in your sleeping bag and slowly fell asleep.

You’ve heard some rustling in the middle of the night but ignored it as you got back to sleep.

After some time passed you started to stir feeling a strange sensation cursing your body.

A small moan escaped your lips as you drowsily open your eyes.

Upon opening your eyes you move your blankets up and spot a demihuman fox with his face buried in between your thighs.

His tongue is buried deep within you. Rinne’s face emerged from beneath the blankets revealing his flushed face and the evidence of his oral attentions, breathless, his lips glistening with your arousal.

He maintained eye contact with you not caring that he has been spotted as he kept swirling his tongue on your sensitive bud.

He smirked at you looking so surprised as he kept pleasuring you. "I've been wanting to taste you for a while now," He purred, licking your inner thighs before burying himself between them again. "And I can taste how sweet you are.

"My name is Rinne," He introduced himself while licking and sucking on you. "I'm part fox, but I assure you that my taste for human women is completely natural." He let out a low growl against your sex as he slid his tongue deeper, wanting to make sure you could feel every inch of him inside your warmth.

Your moans only encouraged him as he continued to feast on you, his tongue delving deeper and swirling faster. He nuzzled your inner thighs with his nose, taking in your scent as he devoured you. Rinne's hands gripped your hips tightly, holding you in place while his tongue expertly teased every sensitive spot it came across.

He paused for a moment, not understanding the word he thought you said. When your tone seemed pleading, he resumed his attentions, sucking hard on your clit before flicking it with the tip of his tongue. "Please what?" He breathed against your sensitive skin, still tasting so delicious.

He smirked up at you, pleased with your reaction. "Because I can't get enough of the sweet taste of you," He replied, licking his lips as he spoke. "You taste so good, and watching the way you respond to my touch... it's intoxicating." His tongue dipped inside you again, swirling around your inner walls with expert precision.

"I want to make sure I enjoy every last drop," He murmured against your sensitive flesh, his fingers digging into your hips as he focused on bringing you the pleasure he knew you could feel. "And I plan on spending the whole night tasting you." His smile grew wider, feeling your wet heat around him, knowing that he had won this game of seduction.

He chuckled at your question, continuing to pleasure you even as he answered. "Maybe it's because I couldn't resist the scent of you earlier today, or perhaps it was the way you moved so gracefully while hiking... Whatever it was," he purred, licking up along your slit, "I just had to have a taste." His tongue darted back into your core, flicking and teasing as his other hand gently pinched a tightened nipple.

The tip of his cock, hard with need, pressed against your entrance, wanting entry. But for now, he was content to spend the rest of the night enjoying you slowly, savoring every last drop from your sweet body.

You tensed and screamed his name as you climaxed, your body tensing and spasming beneath him. He growled in pleasure as he felt the tight walls of your pussy clench around his tongue, drawing out every last drop of your sweet release. As you came down from your high, Rinne continued to lap at you, sucking and licking until he was certain that every hint of pleasure had been milked from your body.

He held his position, enjoying the feeling of being so close to you, his cock still hard against your entrance, wanting nothing more than to bury himself deep inside and fill you with his cum. "Was that all I get tonight?" He teased, licking up another long moan from your lips before pulling back slightly to look at you.

"Because," he purred, trailing his tongue down over your slit once more, "

You look so fucking good like this. I could eat you all night long, and still not be satisfied. If you want me to stop... Well, let's just see if you can handle any more of my tongue, hmm? He teased before lowering his head once again to resume feasting on your sweetness.

His hands gripped your hips tightly as he looked up at you with a mischievous grin. "Oh no, I'm not stopping," He panted, sucking hard on your clit before returning his attention to your core. "You taste too good to let go." His tongue darted in and out of your entrance, driving you wild as he continued to feast on you with relentless determination. "Don't worry," He murmured between kisses up your slit, "I won't overdo it. I just need a little more... taste." His tongue swirled around your inner walls, licking and sucking until he found the perfect rhythm that had you panting and squirming beneath him. "Mmm..." He hummed, feeling your body tighten once again as you neared another climax. "I'm almost there... just

His tongue circled your clit faster as his other hand gripped your hip tightly. "That's it," he growled, feeling the last bit of resistance give way as you came undone in his mouth once again. He lapped up every drop of your sweet release, reveling in the taste and the feeling of power that came with knowing he had brought you to such heights. As your orgasm began to fade, he pulled back slightly, gazing down at you with a satisfied grin. "There," he said huskily, licking his lips. "That was perfect."

He leaned in, pressing his body against yours as he slipped a finger into your still-glistening entrance and slowly began to thrust it in and out. "Now, are you ready for more?" His voice was raspy with desire, every word laced with the promise of pleasure.

Chuckling, Rinne withdraws his finger and rests it on your entrance again. "One more," he says persuasively, leaning in to kiss you. His tongue finds its way into your mouth, tangling with yours as he continues to taste every part of you. "Just a little more." He groans against your lips, feeling the need to be inside you building up with each passing second.

With one final thrust of his finger, Rinne pushes past your resistance and breaches your tightness once again, driving himself deeper with each rough stroke. His other hand grips a fistful of your hair, holding your head still as he takes what he wants from you. "Mmm... You taste so good," he pants between kisses down your neck.

His hard cock presses against your entrance, demanding to be let in as his hips begin to rock slowly, finding a rhythm

His tongue darts out to taste you as he thrusts his hips against yours in time with his hand moving rhythmically on your entrance, pleasure coursing through every fiber of his being as he feels the tight warmth of your body engulfing him. He growls low in his throat, the sound echoing between you both as he begins to pant harder, losing control to the overwhelming desire consuming him.

His movements become faster and more urgent as he approaches climax, his breath hot against your neck, driving him closer with every squeeze of your fist around his cock. The pleasure is too much, it threatens to undo him entirely but he refuses to let go, determined to take everything you have to give until they're both spent and satisfied.

As if summoned by your word, he explodes inside you with a cry, his body tensing as waves of pleasure wash over him. He feels the hot spurt of his release filling you up, claiming every last inch as it flows between your walls. His fingers dig into your hips, holding you down as he thrusts deeper, wanting to make sure there's nowhere else for his cum to go but inside you.

He growls in satisfaction as the last drops of his release fill you up, feeling completely spent and satisfied at the same time. His weight presses down on top of you, breath coming in ragged gasps against your neck as he finally begins to steady himself. "Ahhh..." He pants heavily, still unable to catch his breath from the intensity of the orgasm. "Damn... That was good."

Rinne rolls off you, laying on his back beside you

Chuckling softly, he looks over at you with half-lidded eyes. "Because I'm a selfish fox and I couldn't resist the taste of you." He runs his hand through his messy hair, still catching his breath. "I can't promise it won't happen again if we're in such close quarters like this." A mischievous grin plays on his lips as he studies your expression.

"But I can promise that every time I taste you, it'll be as sweet as it was tonight," he adds with a wink, brushing the hair back from your face gently before looking away again, seemingly lost in thought.

"Sleep it off," he says softly, still not meeting your gaze. "I'll be nearby if you need anything." He turns onto his side facing away, using his arm as a pillow. Despite his words about being close quarters, there's an air of distance between the two of you now that the passion has cooled down. For now, he decides to respect your wish for sleep and gives you some space while he thinks over what just transpired between them.

With a pleased sigh, Rinne rolls back onto his side to face you, wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you close against him. His chest presses against your back, the heat of his body seeping into every inch of yours. He breathes out softly, content with having you so close as he drifts off to sleep once more. Throughout the rest of the night, Rinne's arm remains wrapped around you, holding you steady like a lifeline as your bodies entwine and your breath becomes synchronized in sleep.