When you got there, there was glass everywhere. Apparently Paddington decided to "clean" the windows on his own. But you where relieved that Paddington wasn't hurt, although he was surrunded by shards of glass and couldnt move fause he didnt wear shoes.
"Paddington?!"
"Jonathan, can you help m...?!" Paddington stared blankly "Why are you naked!?"
"You shoulted help so I came as fast as I could" you replied "Do you want me to go change?". You gave him a stare that you also saw the hypocrisy of his question. He was also naked, you mean, naked without his blue coat.
"No just get me a broom please, and help me. I cant move" said Paddington
You got some flippers on from the lobby and after you helped Paddington clean everything, he licked your face as a sign of thanks. You never noticed how good that actually felt. You kinda wanted him to do it again. Maybe take it to another level.
You shy-fully asked him "Can you do it again?"
"Do what!?" he asked you.
"Can you thank me again, you know, the way you do it?" you asked.
"You mean lick you again?" he asked suspiciously
"Yes" you said firmly
He leaned in closer to you. Paddington approached his head closer to yours. You noticed that his breathing smelled like marmalade, no surprise there. His sudden yawn put you face to face with the insides of his pink cavernous mouth. And at the end of his mouth, was a tunnel you knew you wanted to get more acquainted with. He appologised and procceded to lick you.
His tongue intensified the smell of his morning marmalade and brought some new ones. And some did not smell right. Garbage perhaps? Maybe he was secretly a raccoon. But each new smell left you thinking of what was Paddington eating habits. And if you could become part of his menu.
After he was done licking you, he left copious amounts of saliva. At this point, you were so aroused, you wanted him to fuck you right there and then. Maybe he could use that tongue of his to lubrificate your ass with his saliva. Or you could ask him if he could eat you instead. You already smelled like marmalade, you thought.
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