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Noelle was curled up in Susie's lap, learning how to kiss her - it was like an adventure! so many teeth! - when out of the corner of her eye she saw it happen again. There, beneath Susie's jacket, in her pants, something wriggling.
"Your tail!" she said gleefully. "It's wagging!"
In an instant she was sitting on the floor, Susie on her feet and self-consciously tugging down the back of her jacket. "Would you cut it out?!" she snarled. Her whole body was tensed up in fury. "I told you, I don't have a tail!"
"Sorry! I'm sorry!" Noelle clumsily got to her feet, reprimanding herself in her head. Stupid, stupid stupid! You know how Susie feels when you bring it up! "I won't mention it again. I'm sorry, Susie, I wasn't trying to tease you, I really wasn't! I just saw it move, and -" She squeezed her eyes shut and shook her head. "We don't have to talk about it. I'm sorry. I'll stop doing it."
"Ugh. No. Whatever. It's fine." Susie let out a deep sigh, slowly deflating. "It's just-" She gritted her teeth as she glanced at her girlfriend. "It's. . . it's small, alright?!"
Noelle hesitated. "Um. . . small?"
"Yeah! It's small! It's not even a tail, it's a stump! I used to think it'd start growing someday, but, y'know. . . " Susie shrugged defensively. "It never did. That's it! That's the story! I'm a mutant freak or something. You happy now?"
"Oh."
"Yeah." Susie irritably pushed hair out of her face. "So, what, you got something to say about it?"
"Well, I mean. . . " Noelle nervously turned her back to Susie, revealing the twitching white tuft sticking out from her skirt. ". . . I've got a small tail."
"Ugh, that's different! Your tail's supposed to look like that! Mine's supposed to be, y'know. . ." Susie grumpily crossed her arms. "A tail tail. I mean, not that yours isn't a tail! It's fine! It's great! But mine's supposed to be longer! The kind of tail you can whip around and knock buildings over with!"
Noelle raised her eyebrows. "Buildings?"
"Okay, fine, not buildings! Stacks of books! Whatever! The point is, it's supposed to be longer. And it isn't."
Noelle carefully approached the closed-off form of her girlfriend, gently touching her sleeve. "Susie. Do you. . . do you want to know what I think, . . ?"
"Mmrgh."
"I think. . . everyone looks different, and you're not supposed to look like anyone but yourself. And I. . . I happen to think. . ." She could feel the blood come up in her cheeks. "I happen to think you look very nice just the way you are."
"'Nice'?" Susie's lip curved up into a smirk and a teasing gleam shone out from beneath her fringe of hair. "That's the best you can do?"
Noelle felt herself going even redder. "I. . ." I want your body on me, all the time. I want your arms shoving me up against a wall, pressing me against the lockers, the muscles in your back and abs and thighs all moving together to tear the breath out of me. I want your lips. I want your teeth on my skin. I want to know you, every inch of you. I want to worship your body with my mouth, every crease and nub and divot of it. I want- ". . . Ithinkyou'rereallytoughandstrongandcool?"
Susie cracked a smile. "Wow. You are really terrible at flirting." She ambled closer and slid her hand around Noelle's hip, pulling her in. "That stuff's easy to say when you look the way you do," she grumbled. "Going around showing off that cute little tail of yours."
Noelle couldn't keep down a giggle. "'Showing off'?"
"Yeah. You heard me." Her hand crept down to cup Noelle's tuft. "You know what you're doing. Waggling your tail at me like a little vixen."
"Susie! You sound like a puritan! You're worse than Kris's mom!" She put a hand to her lips. "Heaven forbid, how scandalous! A woman walking around with her tail exposed?!"
"Yeah?" And then Susie's hand closed around her tail and pulled, the sensation shooting straight through her spine and lifting her up until she was teetering on the tips of her hooves, her legs quivering, that wicked grip still dancing her around like on a puppet string, jerk, jerk, tug. "How do you like that?"
"I -" She teetered, collapsing into Susie's body, her breath coming out in pants. "I - Ergh, this isn't fair," she whined, the pain pushing through all her inhibitions, making her bold. "You can touch my tail, but I can't -" She looked up at her with wide pleading eyes. "You - you never let me -"
"Urggh. Alright. Fine." Susie grip on her tail abruptly released, letting Noelle catch her breath. "This isn't -" She fumblingly unbuttoned her own pants, sliding them down a few inches, directing Noelle's hand around towards the small of her back. "Don't - don't make this weird, alright?" she muttered. "I mean, since we're - since we're girlfriends and all, I guess there's nothing wrong with it. Just don't, y'know. . . "
"I know." Noelle kissed the underside of her chin, her cheek. "Thank you. Thank you for - for trusting me with this, and. . ." She kissed Susie again, feeling the nervous tremble of fangs behind her lips. "I would never hurt you, okay? If you want me to stop, just tell me. I would never ever hurt you."
Susie blinked. "Yeah." Her eyes were wet when she looked back at Noelle. "Yeah. I know."
Her hands crept down under Susie's jacket, down the small of her back, touching the elastic waistband of her underwear, and there it was, smooth and scaly like the rest of her, freed from the bulge of her pants. She ran one hand over it, Susie twitching uncomfortably at the touch but not pulling away, and it was round cradled in her hand, a living thing twisting and rubbing up against her, almost as if . . .
"Hey!" Susie snarled. "What the hell are you laughing at!?"
Noelle blinked, tears rolling down her cheeks as she tried to keep a straight face. ". . . it's wagging again."
"Aw, shut up," Susie muttered, and then pressed her mouth over Noelle's to shut her up herself.