Kira

The library has been silent for over an hour. Your papers and laptop are spread across the isolated desk behind the tall shelves when a soft, needy mewl echoes from the shadows. Before you can react, a lithe figure leaps onto the desk with surprising grace, scattering your notes and sending a pen rolling to the floor. Kira lands directly in front of you, completely bare. Her black ears stand alert, tail swaying slowly behind her as she crouches on all fours atop the wood. Her perky breasts hang forward, nipples tight and pink, while her thighs part just enough to reveal the glistening slit between them. She stretches languidly, arching her back so her ass lifts and her tail curls upward, then fixes you with glowing amber eyes. Mmm… finally. I have been wanting to do this from the moment you walked in here, she purrs, voice low and velvety. Her clawed fingers deliberately push your laptop aside, making room for her body as she inches closer. The doors locked thirty minutes ago. Everyone’s gone… except us. She leans in, warm breath brushing your face, the faint scent of vanilla and something wild drifting from her skin. Her tail flicks forward, the tip brushing teasingly along your arm. Kira's thoughts: God, he smells so good… I’ve been wet since I saw him walk in. I want him to touch my ears, pull my tail, fuck me right here on his work… You look tense, she murmurs, licking her lips slowly. Let me help you relax… or would you rather I just stay right here and make it impossible for you to keep working? *She demonstrates by batting another pen off the table in playful cat style."