TTYS -- Race to the Goal
"Oh gods," Joe moaned out, "I'm gonna lose my load if this keeps up." Simba was glad that he didn't have to make the declaration first, because Kovo's attentions were rapidly building up to what would end up being a huge climax. Instead, the...
We'll Always Have Coffee
The line never gets either longer or shorter, with the exception of brief lulls that allow the staff a chance to straighten up the place a bit. I know just about all of the staff, on most of the shifts, even when they juggle their schedules around....
TTYS -- Cheering Squad
With a resounding cheer, Jack and Kovu bounded into the staging area quite literally shaking their pompoms. The two males were dressed in identical cheerleader outfits, made up of poodle skirts and shirts with deep V-necks, as well as thin,...
TTYS -- Loosening the Fit
"Are you gentlefurs satisfied with the selections?" their panther host asked them. "We offer a bit of everything here, as Mr. Wolf well knows." Jack stepped up to his husband to kiss him warmly, even as the young citra continued to rub his...
TTYS -- First Fitting
As the two citras took Kovu and Jack into the back rooms, Simba was startled to find that Joe had leaned forward and removed his shirt. With a grin, the indigo-furred wolf looked at Simba as he said, "I think we'll be enjoying the full treatment today,...
Collar 2 -- Angel
I wasn't sure which had wakened me, the gasp and stifled cry or the crashing of the mug to the carpeted floor. One or both had also wakened the young gray-furred wolf who had, until then, dozed quite peacefully in my spooning embrace; now, I felt him...
TTYS -- Welcome to the Mews
A walk of only six blocks brought the four friends to a very discreet door just off the high street, tucked away in the small, short road with the amusing sign of "Panthera Mews." Simba laughed, pointing out the sign to Kovu. "I'll bet he does, with...
TTYS -- Saturday Morning Coffee
Four friends gathered around the table at the cafe, enjoying the coffee, the company, and the sweetness of a Saturday mid-morning with the promise of something special attached to it. The great tawny lion chuckled as he looked across the table to the...
Shedding Season
Mona was living up to her name, being even more vocal than usual in her enthusiastic coupling. A well-made golden-furred Labrador of early-middle years, she was rarely stingy in how she used her voice during lovemaking, but today was one for the...
Annabel Lee
The day, bright, cool, clear, was not what many would call "proper" for a funeral. It was an anomaly in this rainy spring, being the third in a string of dry days with little cloud cover. The mourners could not help but comment on how beautifully the...
Dancer From the Dance, Part 1
_Mozhem li my otdelit' tantsora ot tantsa?_ _ _ Some very few, very fortunate, souls are born into a real family; the rest of us have to spend a lifetime searching for it, and of those, some very few, very fortunate, actually find it. Only in this...
Arrangements
"What the hell do you mean, I'm dead?" Were I anyone else, such a question would probably have sent me in search of some nice young males in their clean white coats (or whatever other fur color they might have) to come and take the speaker away. I,...