\n My Feet
\n by Reserved Rodent
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\n I set the hot cup of tea on my mate's desk, making the big lynx glance up briefly from his computer screen and pause, rubbing his forehead as if he were suffering a migraine.

\n “Aren't you supposed to be at the home improvement expo?” He asked, though he did smile.

\n Giving a big grin of my own, I responded with a wink, “Shouldn't you be away from this desk for lunch?”

\n Growling softly, he rolled his eyes and shook his head, “Tuesday means wading through economic news to make sure the paper hasn't missed one depressing detail.  And don't think I didn't notice you failed to answer my question, rodent.”

\n Smirking, I leaned forward to lick my mate's nose, “Didn't have to.  You're editing the answer in the business pages.”

\n Eyes wide, Tengu gasped, “Were you... laid off?”

\n “No, no, no, no.  I'm sorry.  I didn't mean to scare you love –  I didn't mean to make you think I lost my job.  No, the bad economy means the expo is dead slow.  Since I was there early helping get things set up, I got sent home early to minimize risk of anyone but the boss getting overtime.”

\n Wrapping my arms around my mate in a loving hug, I still got a light bop on the back of my head, “Damn it, Roddy.  Don't scare me like that on a Tuesday,” my dearest one chuckled.

\n “Little old rat scaring a big, masculine lynx?” I chuckled, sitting down on the floor beside his chair with a grin, resting my muzzle in his lap.  “That's going to be a hard story to sell, my editorial news-feline.”

\n “Stop calling yourself old and get up, just because you got off early doesn't mean I don't have work to do,” Tengu said, rubbing the back of my neck lightly.

\n With a soft chittering moan, I slid under my mate's desk, by his bare feet.  “I was calling attention to me being older than you by more than a decade to make it seem less childish when I hid under your desk.”

\n “Roddy, I –” Tengu started, but was immediately distracted as I gently pulled his right foot up – and began massaging his paw pads.  “Mmmrrroourrmn”

\n “Hush, my kitten.  You work on editing the economic news.  I'll make your feet feel better.”

\n Deep slow breaths filled with rumbling purrs were all I heard from my love as his toes flexed slightly, extending his claws halfway from his toe-tips.  

\n “Mmmrrr... Gods, my one and only... I'm not sure I can focus on news with you... Mmrrrmmrrr... doing that.”

\n “I have faith in you, my dearest one,” I responded – just before I started slowly licking the pad of his big toe.

\n Leaning back in his reclining office chair, head lolling back to stare at the ceiling, my mate let out a , “Meeroooouurrn.”  

\n Tengu's hands gripped his armrests firmly, claws flexing out of his fingers to grip at the reinforced padding.

\n With a soft moan of my own, I took his big toe fully into my maw, making sure my large incisors just barely caressed the fur on top of the digit as my tongue rolled over the underside.  

\n While he dressed well for the home office, since he often had video conference calls when working, we both had a habit of going barefoot around the house.  Thus, the taste greeting my tongue remained fresher than if it had been boxed in a shoe.  His natural, ancient forest in a crisp winter, with hint of predator, scent thrilled my tongue.  Though not as heady as his mating musk, or licking his scent glands under his chin, I could taste the tension of his least favorite day of work melting away.

\n Heavy purring came from my mate as I finished cleaning the pad on the underside of his big toe and slid my maw off.  I glanced up to see his loving, ice-blue eyes staring down at me.

\n “That's your foot, you know,” Tengu smiled.

\n Chittering merrily, I asked, “My foot?” then began licking on the pad of the toe next to his big one – both my thumbs rubbing the underside of his heel as I held his right foot steady.

\n “Mrrrmmmmmrrrr, yesss Roddy.  I belong too...oo you, so... Oooohhh” my lynx started to say, cutting off with a passionate moan as I took the toe I had just been licking and his middle one into my maw to suck them both while licking their pads.

\n My clever and caring mate moved his left foot-paw down to rub against my groin, making my throat vibrate with the almost-purr I had picked up over the months spent living with my feline.   “RrrrRRRrrrmmm...”

\n I slid off his two smaller toes and gently set his right paw down to grab his other.

\n “I don't think you're getting much work done, my dearest love,” I smiled up while holding his paw and massaging his footpads and the fur between them.

\n “Mmmrrreeoowrrrlll.  Well...” Tengu murmured, “it is my lunch break.”

\n My lynx carefully reached for the tea I brought him.  Eyelids half closed and smiling contentedly, he sipped at the warm beverage.  “Very nice, my uncouth American rat.  If nothing else, you can make a nice spot of tea.”

\n “Thank you, love.   But since this is your lunch break, you just enjoy yourself and don't go groping your rat's package.  Wait until we have more time than whatever is left of your normal half- hour break.”

\n “Aarreeooorr... But I want to touch my rat,” Tengu mock-pouted.

\n Raising his left foot to run my tongue up over his pads from heel to little toe, I responded, “You can do whatever you want with your rat tonight.  Right now, you have to sit back and relax while I enjoy pleasuring my mate's feet.”

\n “Your feet...” the feline grinned, flexing his toes as I tried to take the little one into my maw.  

\n Rather than responding, I managed to take in three of the wiggling digits and started sucking on them, groaning deeply as I did.  My tongue circled around the base of each toe, starting at the smallest and spending extra time at the lightly furred skin between each.

\n My mate mewed and purred musically as I took my time, but just as I prepared to move from the smaller toes to the big one, his computer gave a musical trill of it's own.

\n “Damn, Roddy...” my mate growled, sliding his chair back so I could get out from under his desk “Boss is calling.  Gotta take it.”

\n Rolling out from under the desk, I quickly stood up and kissed my love on his nose.  “Work first, dearest.  Just remember I love you and you get to do whatever you want with me tonight”

\n I got a lustful growl and a firm pat on my ass as I scurried out of his office so he could get back to work.  

\n I couldn’t wait until tonight.

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