My Pillow

A lovely and full of positive emotion piece for Sylvar! Depicting his beautiful ladies Khaija and Ashura enjoying a tender moment after an intense night.

As it sometimes happens there is a story to go with this artwork and I invite everyone curious to learn more about the relationship between these two to have a read! It's really sweet ^^

Story by Sylvar

Neverending and cold rain encompassed the world. It's heavy streams rushing down onto the temple roof. Ink black clouds blacked out the sun. Something Ashura and Khaija sought to hide away from. Dancing candlelight lit up their bedroom. The room itself rumbling from their purrs as they tangled under the blankets in a playful snuggle. Nude bodies tightly pressed against one another, fur rubbed on fur, scents mixed. Sense of time being lost to both felines intertwined in their passion.

Ashura's strong, bare body nestled against Khaija, the prospect of an intimate touch, a vulnerability to her. Red cheeks and a fast breath betrayed her. Yet Khaija’s warmth and gentle attention took away all of her fears. She welcomed her, let her in on her weakness.

I will show you a night to remember. 
Khaija’s hands wreathed in her magic emitted a pure and golden glow. They tingled every one of Ashura's nerves. Intense vibrations sent waves of pleasure through her body. Her magical currents kissed Ashura’s, intertwining into a passionate dance. Resonating together, like their very souls embracing one another, sharing a unique bond. And there was no one else she would rather have it with. Rush after rush, climax after climax. The cries of pleasure tore through the temple silence before calming into a small moment of respite.

„I need a break.” The tigress panted softly. The continued use of her magic has left her body strained and exhausted. Not minding the heavier weight of the burly feline laying on top of her but welcoming it. Her hands explored the shapely curves of Ashura’s back muscles, combed through her mane of loose, dark hair, left scratches behind her ears.

The sensual touch, lingering with magic, sent pleasant tingles through Ashura’s body. Shivers ran down her spine. Golden eyes closed and rolled back in bliss. A sigh of enjoyment escaped her lips.

I just can't get enough of you. Your sweet scent, the taste of your lips. The feel of your body against mine.

“Your magic, these sensations are intense.” The tall feline whispered softly.

“Had to make your first time memorable.” Came an amused chuckle from Khaija. “Besides, the whole temple knows my name by now with how you screamed it. Didn't think you could hit notes that high.”

Cheeks flushed red hot. “Let me repay you in kind.” Ashura’s deeper voice whispered sensually into Khaija’s ear.

“Listening to your moans and purrs is its own reward.”

The burly feline propped herself up onto all fours over her partner. Bright orange eyes gazed up into the golden ones of her lover. The usual piercing glint burning with lust. A spark Khaija ablaze herself. Her heart began to race in an instant, watching her lean in.

“I wish to hear yours.”

Her eyes darted all over Khaija. Behind her lust laid a glint of uncertainty.

“I know you are new to this. Let me guide you, follow my lead.” Khaija offered.

Gentle hands placed themselves onto Ashura's, sharing Khaija’s experience with her. Leading her hands all over her, cherishing every peak of her voluptuous curves with curiosity. Dextrous fingers followed them until they reached another. Touch turned more and more certain. Her eyes burst with a flame of newly found confidence.

Strong hands gripped Khaija’s wrists, pinning her to the bed under Ashura's larger frame. Luscious lips kissed her cheek and neck before sharp sensations shot through her. A loud gasp. Fangs cut into her skin, leaving the mark of a love bite. The show of dominance provided an immense turn on. Like prey caught within the feline's fangs.

“You are mine now, princess.”

Ashura indulged in her partner's voluptuous curves. Khaija’s claws dug into Ashura’s back yet she didn't seem to mind, only inciting her lust. Lips wandered down inch by inch, until they reached their goal. Indulging turned into devouring. Not stopping until her lover’s whole body trembled in bliss. Claws ripped apart the sheets. Heart pounded. Happy moans and purrs escaped Khaija, only interrupted by her fast breath. Barely able to form a thought, Khaija lost herself in the white hot pleasure of her partner's desire. A lovely reward…

The heavy rain pour continued deep into the night, pattering against their window, rustling the newly grown leaves. Heavy played the temple's chimes. A calming melody they enjoyed in their shared solitude. Basking in each other's warmth, slowly calming down from their excitement.

„You are my pillow now.“ Ashura buried her face into Khaija’s soft bosom in search of comfort.

“Gladly.” Gentle arms wrapped around Ashura’s back and head, holding her secure in a tender embrace. Khaija’s soft lips planted sweet kisses onto her partner's forehead. “You were astonishing, dear. Just needed a little push.”

„I- I Love you.“ Ashura muttered sleepily.

Khaija’s heart skipped a beat hearing those sweet words spoken from Ashura's lips. “I love you too. Rest now.” Her own thoughts wandered off as she closed her eyes. Safe with you. Protected. The heavy arms of exhaustion slowly wrapped themselves around her, taking her into a deep sleep.

Listening to Khaija´s satisfied and calming purrs Ashura cuddled up even closer against the busty chest of her soothing lover.

Thump Thump… Thump Thump… Thump Thump…

Its rhythmic beating slowly lulled her into a restful slumber. What harmony. Gods, I could stay in your arms for all of eternity. You make me feel at peace... Loved… Home.