A Lark Is Not Always A Bird...

So Nice...



Kimba had so hoped his little story about his parents would lead to Avira saying something about her own. He really knew so little about her. Wanted to know so much more! But it seemed she had more interest in their shower than in.......

....... Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!

C-cold...!

So sudden a shock, his "family jewels" retreated, giving him that "freshly neutered" look. To go with all that wet fur. And chattering teeth. And also... his "I should have known better" stare. Before the water turned warm...

... and Avira closed her eyes.

Well, water was all well and good, but to get really clean, shampoo was needed. And the proper bathing brushes. As payback, Kimba didn't feel at all guilty dousing her with near half a bottle of shampoo, then "attacking" her with the brushes. After all, they had offered to bathe each other, so it was only right for him to make good on his offer.

To make very good...

... "So nice?" His fur couldn't fluff now, but his shroudruff could still display, his ears could still turn back, and he could still give her his most "evil" grin as quick brushwork made suds, him working from top to bottom... "I'll have you so squeaky clean... you'll squeak!"
 
Squeak indeed, a little squeal of alarm when she was covered in soap suds and shampoo, and quickly scrubbed down by her male counterpart. Of course, she had little to no objections to this, but she rolled onto him without warning simply to rub some of the shampoo onto him, hell she could have used herself as a brush... *cough cough*

She gave another musical laugh and splashed him with some of the water which had collected at the bottom of the 'tub' ((using human terms, sorry)) a bright and cheerful smile adorning her features, the bright orange splashes of color in her fur on her cheeks, tail, and the tips of her ears seeming that much brighter now that she was getting clean, shaking her head to get the water off her ears a bit.

"Two can play at that game~"

Her smile of simple joy and entertainment had soon become one holding a bit more subtle intentions, a somewhat more romantic kind of feel filling the air along with the steam that made a fine mist of a cloud around them. She didn't need a brush, her claws would serve that purpose well enough considering the kept them trimmed so they weren't terribly sharp, but enough so that they were rather pleasant when it came to brushing and scratching. Right under his shroud-ruff, directly between his shoulders.​
 
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Melting...



Two could indeed play.

Kimba didn't think it a game. The whole male/female exchange, very serious. Because it could end in kits. And kits were, of course, the future. Question was... at what point in the future? A natural question, this. Time with Avira, the more it passed, the softer his heart became. The more he thought her The One. The more he wanted her near. The more he.......

....... eeeeeeeeaaahhh!

Awkward, yes, him and her lathering each other up, him still chasing with his brushes as she brushed against him. Shared her suds. And started grooming in those suds with her claws until...

... Just like the first time she'd done so, only then with a towel, she did now with her neatly trimmed claws. Did more than just touch his "father spot". And like before, Kimba found himself "exposed"... vulnerable. In the awkward place of having something ready to be used, but knowing now wasn't the time. But it was possible for a male to melt.

To close his eyes.

To relax.

To enjoy the sensation running from "spot" to groin and back and forth over and over and over and.......

....... yes, he melted.

Even through the scent-killing shampoo, his male odor rose up. Him, just a gooey wad of masculinity in Avira's hands.......
 
She let out an amused chuckle at the sight of him, he'd turned into putty under her claws, a mushy mass of fur, scales, and feathers soaked in water and soap. Once she felt she'd been thorough enough in cleaning him from shoulders to back she rubbed some soap onto his head and made a bubbling heap of suds around his ears and dripping down his muzzle, almost making a wig out of soap.

She herself had a few sensitive spots, one just had to find them first..... another rinse and she began vigorously lathering up the soap at her neck and chest, feeling the intense need to clean herself of all the dirt and grit that had nestled into her fur and irritated the skin beneath. This was the first bath she'd had since their initial encounter, and it felt absolutely heavenly.

"I know one of your weaknesses now, be careful not to let me use it against you~"

She cast a wink in his direction, along with a playful but still eerily romantic half-smile, the corners of her mouth twitching upwards and she continued to scrub at her neck, shoulders, and the thicker fur on her chest, her tail laying uselessly around her feet, soaked through with water. The once plush and thick plume of fur on her tail now seeming half the size since it was drenched.
 
Weaknesses...



To call this the best day in his life would be an understatement. This... was pure bliss. Beautiful, bright, playful female. Water. Suds. Mutual bathing. Kimba, in a brief moment of self-awareness, couldn't help anticipating what would happen with the towels, after. Yes, his own tail hung in the water, every once in a while arching up with a twitch before settling. Feet, soaked in a sudsy current running through the shallow "stream" in the shower's "tub"... yes, everything here plumbed to make for a "natural" simulation. Rain or waterfall, adjusted for intensity and temperature. Stream in a simulated river "bed" to soak one's feet and tail...

... "Hnnnnnn... use it against me... often as you like......."

He gave her his own wink in return as he turned about, a look down at his "condition". A look down at her, grin in place, ears turned back. Tail's tip out of water, a-flick...

... "We both seem to have missed a spot......."

Yes, it seemed they'd both left "the best" for last.

....... "Dibs on your tuft......."

Though, to be honest to his hormones, it wasn't what he most wanted permission to wash.
 
She flashed him a sweet but coy smile at his words, Her ears flattering against her head as she dark rust brown-red curls dripped with water and framed her skull along with the little badge between her eyes. And speaking of, she edged rather close to him, her body pressing against his side as water sprinkled down onto them.

"Go right on ahead~"

She pressed her badge against his and proceeded to pull away and nip his ear, turning around and sitting in front of him, her tail coiled behind her, the bright orange tuft resting idly atop that spiraled tail of hers wrapped around it a little pile like a snake. She began to hum to herself, the tune familiar to her and yet so forgotten, buried under memories. A song she'd long lost the words to...

That small taunting smile never left her, it kept decorating her muzzle like she was just edging him on, daring him to do something sudden and unexpected while she had her back turned. She was excited now, and she was more than willing to play dangerously with him, if anything she wanted to. It was eating away at her patience, this anxiety, and she loved the feeling of adrenaline that rushed through her even though she did a decent job of concealing it.

"I'm all yours."

She had meant that in many ways, as a friend, as a companion, possibly as a mate in the near future. He'd won her over completely now and she was more than willing to accept him as a mate if it came to that, which she was hoping it would. Hell she'd even do that now if he wanted, she could certainly smell the hormones radiating off of him like an aura... Not that she wasn't excited herself...
 
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All His...



Indeed, Avira, herself, radiated her own hormonal cloud... her own excitement. No amount of water soaking her tuft could wash away her scent. Though Kimba was about to do so with suds made for that purpose. Even though, with both in their present state, the best shampoo couldn't always keep up...

... "Go right on ahead~"

... "I'm all yours."

Yes, irony. Because Kimba couldn't "keep it down". What with all her physical attentions in between her permission and her invitation. Which made sitting difficult, but not impossible. Because he was determined... he was... he... he had her tail in his grasp, her scent in the water "tainting" his hands. He couldn't help but sniff quite deeply before he sighed. And then got busy sudsing and grooming. And working his way up. Yes, if she was all his... yes, with his malehood half in water, he made quick work with tuft. With tail. To hips.......

....... hoping, yes, even if tradition required full shroudruff growth and formal presentation... yes, he did indeed wish Avira to be all his. Tip of nose to tip of ears to tip of tail. To what came between her hips. Yes, with her hum between his own ears, her scent in all four nostrils, the sight and feel of her... well...

... If Avira dared him to do something sudden and unexpected while she had her back turned, well, despite the suds and soaking and everything, when his massage and tweak of hips turned to all three tongues licking from the base of her tail on up, perhaps.......

....... FLASH!.......

... "Hey! Prim! My little chica! It's safe to come in! They aren't having sex yet!"

Yes. Nism didn't lock their outer doors. Nor did they put doors on bathrooms. Or showers.......
 
Avira yelped loudly and snapped her head to the arching entrance to the bathroom, her eyes wide and the moment ruined, her shock overpowering her sensual kind of arousal at the moment.Her shock soon became a silent fuming frustration and she shook herself out and glared right at the rambunctious Nism who had so rudely intruded pon herself and Kimba.

"Why you little-"

She had so many insulting names she could've called Rass right then, but she bit her tongue and held back her own fiery words. She was tightly wound, legs bent beneath her and ready to propel her forwards in a lunge for Rass's camera. Although she remained poised to jump, she stayed still, and awaited Kimba's reaction, but she was certainly struggling to keep from biting Rass, she definitely wasn't fond of his rude interruptions. He always seemed to find them at the worst of times...

Prim strutted to Rass's side with a childish grin on her face, seeing Avira and Kimba drenched and sudded over, although Avira wasn't as wet as Kimba was considering she'd just shaken off some of the water and soap, most of it actually landing on Kimba. Prim laughed a bit, clamping a claw over her muzzle to silence her laughter. She looked at Rass, a sweeter kind of smile decorating her face, silvery fur alight with joy and fascination at her newfound companion and his camera, such an interesting thing.

"So, my little photographer, I see you've gotten yet another picture for our collection? Avira, congrats, you've made the cut. I think I might frame this one."

Prim snorted and struggled to choke down another laugh, her head dipping down as she closed her eyes to blink away tears of utter joy and amusement. Oh how Prim enjoyed teasing Avira, childhood friends perhaps, but comrades, never. Prim was too energetic and taunting to be considered a favorite of Avira's, oh no. But she'd never stop being her friend.
 
Little Brother Bother...



The moment, ruined.......

Free spirits, yes. So free, they wore no clothing, locked no doors. Had no use for money or the concept of "wealth". Didn't hide things, even personal, intimate things. Lived lives driven by the joys and the sorrows and... in this case... frustrations of Life. Simple, uncomplicated lives...

... well, perhaps not.

If Avira was awaiting Kimba's reaction, she didn't have very long to wait. Mostly because he spent about thirty seconds in a daze, wondering what just happened, about two seconds finally realizing his quite romantic, intimate, near-"successful" session had been ruined, about three seconds shaking off suds and wet as a quite unpleasant sound arose in his chest, said sound growing to a growl over the next twelve seconds, as shroudruff unfurled and damp fur tried to bristle, eyes staring at his bothersome little brother...

... Rass.

Said Little Brother Bother handed his camera and gear over to Prim, then turned to run. Very large grin plastered on face...

... "Sorry little chica, gotta go.......* "

Kimba had more than enough room to leap over Avira's head, all grace, all virile male at the peak of his form, as he pounced on his little bro. Tumbled across the floor with a WHUMP! Caught him up in a wrestler's hug...

... and gave him a noogie fit to set his mane-fur on fire.

"... Okay! Okay! Sorry... big... bro! I give! I... give!"

Kimba stopped trying to rub his little brother's brains out. Let him go. Stood up, arms crossed, eyes a-glare...

... "Sometimes, Rass... I wonder if mom found you under a cabbage."

After all of this, yes, Kimba still breathed a little heavy. Looked a bit ridiculous, half-bathed. Looked towards Avira, a very small yet very warm smile, though she couldn't miss his regret that their present moment had passed. Could, however, see as he went to her...

... "There will be more showers. Trust me, Avira......."

He couldn't help but wrap her in a hug, with a sigh that promised a future "noogie" she would never forget.......

....... only for a moment, "forgetting" they had company. Remember! Nothing to hide.
 
Avira let out a low growl of her own, directed towards Rass mainly, but sidled off towards Prim at the end where it tapered off into a huff of upsetness. She sat down on her haunches, tail flicking in the pooled water beneath her irritably. She unknowingly kind of snuggled into kimba's hug but still glowered at Prim and Rass for so rudely barging in on their little 'moment' together.

"You two are so rude... Can't do anything with you around..."

She sighed and let herself be calmed a bit, Prim holding Rass's camera, having been careful not to smother it when A certain flurry of fur and feathers gracefully leapt past her and Prim had so 'elegantly' tumbled sideways to avoid him in the midst of his jump towards Rass. Prim had finally lost it though, she lay on her side in the floor, a fit of laughter having fallen upon her at such an inopportune time.

"But I suppose it can't be helped."

Prim continued to roll about laughing, having a hard time restraining her little fit, hopefully Rass could do something to aid her as she clutched her gut and curled into a fetal position, laughing loudly at what all had just happened, finding nothing but the utmost humor in it all of course, this was Prim we were talking about.

Now as for Kimba, Avira flashed him a warm and somewhat forced smile, bottling up what infuriation was left from the recent incident. After all, she had no true reason to be upset, they ere all still young, and youth had it's ups and downs, it was a rollercoaster and one could never predict it's random curves and spikes with every passing day.

"I'm sure there will be, but until then we have a couple of rascals to deal with, don't we?"
 
A Couple Of...



Indeed, a "couple of"... of what, Kimba didn't know. Rascals? Maybe. Kinda like having two raccoons in the house. If one raccoon carried a camera, and the other rolled on the floor, laughing their guts out. He didn't know Prim well. Pretty much didn't know her at all. But, if his little brother was calling her "chica", she had to be somewhat of a scamp. Because that was, indeed, his brother's type of female.

Yes, he knew Rass quite well.

Kimba's "Trust me" and his sigh... Avira wanted to deal with them, he just wanted to bask in the fact he'd just chosen to love Avira with all his heart. Didn't matter they'd known each other barely a day, if that. Didn't really even matter that they'd been interrupted before... well, Kimba wanted his "First Time" to be when he could properly present himself to Avira, his shroudruff fully grown. So, perhaps, it was very fortunate Rass and Prim had arrived when they did... before him and her lost themselves in their very romantic, very adult shower. And done something they were still a bit too young for, despite their hormones saying otherwise.

Lovers. Rass and Prim, a couple of pesky scamps. Him and Avira, a couple of... well, they could be lovers, even if they didn't have sex. Yet...

... "We do."

Kimba gave his brother another glare. Rass tried to look innocent, but failed. Prim... Rass sighed. Picked Prim up and gave her a cheek-lick, while Kimba...

... "Though I'd much rather they dealt with themselves... " He gave Avira a cheek-lick, himself... "Let them go off on a road-trip in the back of a pig-truck." He took hold of her face, smiled as he looked deep in her eyes... "Better yet, we could deal with ourselves... go on our own road-trip, today." Grin, with roll of eyes... "I'm sure we have nothing better to do......."

Rass hurked. Then...

... "Big Bro, before you go, I got those pics for you and Lover Girl......."

Rass left Prim his camera, but took back possession of his gear-bag. With a grin and slicked-back ears.......
 
Avira nestled into Kimba's shoulder affectionately, but she kept her gaze riveted to the couple of scampy' Nism before her. yes, 'scampy' indeed was the type of nism that prim was, she was a huge flirt and she played on boys all the time, that's just how she was, a hopeless romantic. But then she gave an upsettingly rude snarl towards Rass, against her will, it had simply come from nowhere. She had a very negative relationship with Rass, from the moment they'd met they would never get along. She did not approve of the nickname 'LoverGirl', that was better suited for Prim.

Then she seemed to snap back to herself and shook her head a bit in bewilderment, hearing the mention of going on a journey of their own startled her. But it also put a bright and beaming smile on her face, it made her giddy with excitement.

"Really!? Oh, we have to visit homefirst, you need to meet my family too."

It was true, Avira had met Kimba's younger brother, and his neighbors, and some other Nism at the other night's party. It was only fair that Kimba meet some family of Avira's, after all, everyone in your 'home-town' was considered family when it came to Nism, fur colors didn't separate Nism, if anything it brought them closer together. Variety is a good thing.​
 
Visit Family...



Kimba couldn't help feeling warm all over... especially "down below". Avira, so beautiful when she smiled. The look in her eyes, another world... his to explore! Her touch... yes, they both really needed to finish their bath. Only now did he realize he'd left the water running. And both of them, still damp/wet and sudsed.......

....... Rass patiently waited with his pictures.

While Kimba nodded, moved around Avira, his body sliding across hers. Him, reluctant to break physical contact. Also very much returning her affection by letting her feel as much of him as she wished. As he could give, even in front of family...

... "Yes, really..." He took hold of the offered pics, hesitated, then looked. His expression, as close to embarrassment as a Nism could get... "Though you might want to keep this picture to yourself......."

Yes, indeed, Rass knew just how to make the center focus of an image... ummm... shine.
 
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Avira nudged Prim and Rass along and out of the bathroom, ushering them outside and away. She insisted the she and Kimba be allowed to finish bathing without interruption and without the paparazzi that these two rascals provided. Prim smiled giddily and playfully bit Rass's ear, pouncing him and acting as childish as she usually was, but being kind of flirty at the same time.

Prim could hopefully get Rass to come along with her with some convincing, after all the two seemed perfect for one another, a pair of trouble makers, the perfect couple. Prim did like Rass, but they were still young and liked to be mischievous, nothing in the world could stop their childish instincts.

"C'mon Rass, let's go mess with some of those two headed chickens I saw earlier! We never got any pictures of those!"

Avira laughed a bit at Prim before turning around and heading back to Kimba, rubbing up against him in the process, physical contact was something she was starting to find pleasing, and she didn't want to loose contact with Kimba for a second now.
 
Picture Perfect...



Yes, Prim could get Rass to "come along".......

Kimba? He hadn't failed to note Avira's missing touch, or her lack of verbal response to his comment. But... well, he couldn't help but be distracted by his little brother's pictures. Yes, plural. Not just a pic of his... ummm... heh... pics of Avira at the barbecue. Pictures of her backside, taken without flash. Using ambient light to very good effect. Some pics, even including him. All taken while they'd been in line for food, until...

... a pic of them together, under the tree.

Point given to sneaky little brothers.......

Kimba had been so distracted by the pictures, Avira's sudden resumation of physical contact caused him to startle...

... two headed chickens...?

Avira's laughter...

Avira's touch...

... "Heh... sorry about Rass." Kimba still felt like his cheeks were red. Certainly blood was already pumping... elsewhere. He held up the pics for Avira... "A roadtrip would be perfect right now... a cold shower would be perfect, right now......."

After all of this, Kimba couldn't help looking down at himself.
 
Her first thoughts were to take advantage of his current situation, the easy arousal as too inviting NOT to take advantage of. She had her arms around him in seconds, sitting down next to him, her head parallel with his, a slick grin on her muzzle, licking his cheek in a very slow and taunting kind of way.

"What? Am I too much for you~?"

She could only quietly chuckle at her own playful words, she quite enjoyed causing someone such distress that they might need a cold shower just to ease the tension, she enjoyed it very much indeed... But despite these facts, she let go of him and pushed him back under the still running water rather suddenly, finishing the bathing process for the both of them without further ado.
 
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Too Much, Too Little, Too Late...



Again, Avira paid no attention to the offered pictures, herself way too distracted by him. Quite obvious, in fact. Quite oblivious. Kimba could live with that. Rass gone. Prim gone. Pictures scattered on the floor. Avira.......

....... he allowed himself to be pushed.

Being bathed by Avira wasn't like being bathed by his mother. But, like a kit, he allowed her all liberties. Even though he was now old enough to know certain details he hadn't understood as a kit. If anything, more relaxed, less squirmy...

... "Too much?" He sighed as the final sud washed away. Reached over and shut off the water's flow... "Better too much than too little. Better now than later..."

A bit of whimsy struck him. A grin... "Better later than never."

He shook himself, then clacked out of the shower towards towels, wave of tail and flicked ears in her direction... "Avira...?" He turned his eyes on her... "You're just the right size."

His ears went back as he looked down, towel in hand, expression on his face needing no words as he crouched before her.......
 
She finished washing the two of them down, shaking herself off a bit before taking a step towards him, with a swing in her hips and that same charmingly sweet smile on her face as she sat down on her haunches, tail flicking across his nose when he crouched in front of her. She was confused internally but she let him do whatever it was that he was doing without protest, but that didn't mean she wasn't going to poke and prod him with questions.

"What exactly are you doing Kimba?"

She sat perfectly still, her gaze drifting to the pictures scattered across the floor, she would probably pick all of them up and stash them in her bag later, but for now she was indeed far to distracted with her new companion and probably someday to be lover, if that would become a thing, they were certainly an item at this point.
 
Letting Loose...



To be truthful, Kimba didn't know exactly what he was doing. Yes, he was looking at the pictures scattered on the floor... almost sitting on one, matter of fact. So he couldn't help looking at other things that only reminded him how close she was, how close she felt in mind and heart. His decisions. Her effect on his life. His effect, on hers. Where they were going from here. Where they could go.

And where they might not.

Avira, the first female he'd ever thought of in the way he was thinking now.

He rubbed his nose, right where her tail had touched...

... "I'm thinking about us..." All four nostrils flared... "About how you fit that place inside I didn't know was empty." Being teenaged, male, he had other thoughts, mixed in with doubts and hormones, as all four nostrils flared again. He looked up, offered her the towel, then looked down again... "Makes me wonder how well I fit that place inside, in you."

His tail swept across the floor, sweeping a few pictures closer. The downward tilt of his head pointed farther "down" than before, eyes quite obviously focused on something very... personal. She'd seen what he had to offer physically. She'd seen other things in him, as he had in her, short as they'd known each other. It...

... "I'm feeling like we're just two characters in a story, our parts written for us by someone else."

His tail swept up and returned her earlier flick across nose...

... "I'd really like to read that story, all the way to its end......."
 
Avira rubbed her nose up against his and picked up some of the pictures, thoroughly examining them and taking what of them she wanted, which were ones she'd never let anyone but the two of them see purely out of embarrassment, She set the remaining pictures down on the counter-top in a neat orderly stack, the ones she had collected being placed in her bag shortly before she took hold of the towel and rubbed her head and shoulders dry, followed quickly by her lower back and her hips, coiling her tail around in front of her and rubbing that dry as well, thoroughly getting the large bright orange tuft at the end.

"Well, I suppose we'll find out how well you fit at some point or another, won't we?"

She flashed him a very knowing smile, a million different thoughts rushing through her head at the moment before she calmed herself and took a deep breath of air in through her nose, the four flaring up and then settling back down again when she exhaled. Giving him a suffocating hug and burying her entire face into his neck, breathing in his scent and humming her delight.
 
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