It was a strange sight for neither the pet or her Mistress to be wearing their symbiotic latex suits. Nevertheless, Febii had something planned for her pet as she pushed ara down onto the bed, back against the cushions as she climbed into her lap. Febii's hand rested on Ara's shoulder as she pushed the wolfcat further into the pillows, hiking herself up until her breasts were in front of her pet's mouth.

"Be a good girl and lick me, pet," Febii murmured as she pressed her nipple against ara's lips. The wolfcat's tongue obligingly flicked out to caress the soft flesh, bringing a small gasp to her Mistress' face at the touch.