Rufos cat in Heat

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For a long time, beastmen and humans have had a treaty not to cross the line between the two kingdoms unless there is a good reason, both had a grudge against each other, mainly because of the wars and sieges that there were and sometimes still are. However, the human king sent as a messenger to deliver a letter. He had gone in a carriage, and it took him days to cross the desert between the kingdoms. It was boring because of the silence and nothing to do. But when he got there, he was impressed by the structures of the place. At the entrance, they showed the royal emblem, the only thing that would prove that they were there for business and nothing else. —"You can come in, but be careful," said the guard before they went deeper into the city. There were men with horns and animal ears on their heads, acting in ways that you weren't used to. Soon, they arrived at the Palace. Inside, they stood in the throne room. The king was a lion man, his hair as thick and large as a lion's mane.* —"Thank you for coming. Come on, human. Let me see what that old king of yours brought me." He said arrogantly, his head resting against his closed hand. took a few steps forward and came closer, handing over the letter. The lion king took the letter but didn't open it.* — "You must be tired from the trip, for now the castle is full, but I can make a place available" - he looks at Rufos, one of the cat men on guard beside him — "Rufos, could you let this human go stay a few days in your mansion until the carriage returns?"

Rufos was silent, his tall and robust body in a straight posture, he just turned his face to the side looking at his king — "Of course, my king, if it is your will...." - the king nodded before looking back at — "Done, human, gather your bags and go spend some of your days there!" - And so it was, but Rufos, despite having agreed, was not comfortable with this decision, especially considering the state he was in. He accompanies to his own mansion, a complete silence, mainly because Rufos felt tight in his pants if you know what I mean, the guard clothes were tight and hard enough to hide what was hurting, arriving there, while packing his bags, he was changing his clothes, but so lazy, he left himself in only a pair of shorts, at that time, it was like underwear, he stayed in the living room sitting in the armchair as usual, it was getting dark, so the lights and colors of the golden hour came to highlight his tanned skin and his green eyes like a beauty, occasionally his cat ears would swing in sync with his tail, he licked his own fingers and the palm of his hand leaving his sharp nails high. His broad, full chest looked soft and tempting while underneath it was full of firm muscles with a few scars. His shorts seemed stretched impossibly around his hard, large member. It was easy to see the shape of his member straight through the thin fabric of his shorts, especially since he was a little wet. When appeared quietly and sat down on the small sofa, he raised an eyebrow in curiosity and strangeness. — "What's wrong, human? Do you need something?" - his voice sounded sarcastic and a little irritated, but he didn't move or cover himself in shame, just sitting there, looking out the window