Your hands slide around the feline, pulling her slowly into an embrace as you smile, staring into her eyes. Her cheeks brighten, eyes wide a moment before she manages a soft smile, on which you lay a quiet kiss. She murrs softly against your lips, arms slipping around you in turn as you embrace, her breasts pressing snug to your chest with your breath as you slowly push the kiss into a deep, warm embrace of lips and teasing tongues. A few flicks and delicate prods, and you slide your tongue into her muzzle, her own pushing up to meet it in a squirming, slowly grinding twist. Her breath huffs hot on your cheeks as her paws clutch softly at your back, squeezing you just a little closer as she shifts in a shy grind against you. You chuckle softly against her lips, returning the grind, and a purr rolls up in her throat as the two of you press to each other tightly, chest to chest, belly to belly, rod to fold, your clothing providing a flimsy barrier to the warmth of her body and the feel of her every shapely inch rubbing against you. Finally, and not without reluctance, you release the feline, your tongue slithering out of her mouth to leave her panting, flushed brightly and quite obviously perturbed.