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"Romance and Teal"

The sound of the ocean roused Amon Harken from resting his eyes, the day had grown quite late as he sat up in the leather seat of his Camaro and yawned before stretching his arms out to their full lengths and feeling the muscles in his back pop lightly. He sniffed a bit, his sinuses clean as he adjusted himself. The warmth of the afternoon must have just been too much for him to resist. He tugged down the rearview mirror and stared into his vivid green eyes, running a pinky finger along them to clear out any crust. He looked at the clock; it was seven o'clock and the sun was already retreating behind the horizon to the west.

A cool breeze had crept in through his open driver's side window and was providing a nice bit of air to wake up to. He rubbed the yellow fur on his left arm, making it rise, then slicking it down as he went over it again. "Where the fuck are they?" He asked himself. "It's getting late."

Almost as if on cue, the sound of a motor could be heard in the distance. As Amon looked up through the mirror, he could see the outline of a vehicle coming down the highway as it took a right-hand turn onto the beach parking lot where he was. It was a nice looking truck, from the outline, he guessed it was a Suburban as it roared up next to him. He looked and could see two of his fellow Teal Talon members; Alicia, the lovely red panda who was seated in the front, and Slisk was sitting in the back passenger side behind her. Amon grabbed his leather jacket out of his passenger seat and slung it over his shoulder as he climbed out of his car to investigate the vehicle. It was at least ten years old, and ran as loud as a rattle can. But it seemed pretty solid as he heard the driver side door open and saw Nyx climb out. The massive eagle stood over eight feet in height and had a thick build on him. Amon sighed as he walked around to him and leaned against the side of the truck. "You're late." He said stoically.

"Had a lot of traffic." Nyx said with a bit of a cheeky--or beaky smirk as Amon raised an eyebrow. "Besides, it ain't like we have to be anywhere at any time."

"Yeah, true. The company doesn't give us much time off together, but I don't like to waste it sitting at the beach waiting on your slow ass."

"Uh-huh." The avid said as he wrapped a finger into the collar of Amon's teal-colored tanktop and pulled him toward him. "Just because you wear teal doesn't make you the boss. Got it?"

"Hey. I'm just looking forward to a little R and R." The bull said as he pulled Nyx's hand away. "Getting done with a seventy-two hour vigil on some German ambassador isn't really something I can boast about every day."

Nyx scoffed. "Oh please, that mission was a cakewalk. Nobody wants to hurt that old man I don't think. Hiring fifteen Talons to bodyguard him while he's here for two weeks is a little overkill."

"Maybe." Amon shrugged. "But at least we get paid for it."

Finally Nyx's expression lightened. "Right, we do. So let's go spend some of our hard earned money on something more fun then. Let's go spend the weekend at the Rose, shall we?"

Amon grinned, he'd been thinking the exact same thing. Of course in the entire state of Maine, there wasn't much more to pleasure than going to the Phoenix Rose, or 'Le Phenix Rose' as it was known locally, and spending some hours indulging themselves in alcohol, company and gratuitous sex. As Nyx jumped back into his SUV, Amon slapped the sidepanel of the truck as he got into his sleek, silver Camaro and roared it to life.

"It's about time you two got a move on." Slisk said with a very serpentine tongue flick as he rolled down his window. "For a minute there I was afraid you two were gonna start making out or something."

"Oh, you'd like that, wouldn't you, you little snake?" Alicia said as she rolled her eyes. "See you over at the Rose, Amon."

"S-so what?" Slisk stammered, blushing as he rolled up his window.

The drive wasn't long, no more than twenty minutes into it, Amon could already see the outline of Portland. The Rose was only a couple miles outside of the city, along the coast on a very peaceful three-hundred acre plot of land. The four of them had been to it multiple times and always found it to be the best solution after a busy week of work. As they came around the forestlands that stretched for miles around the club, Amon finally saw it; a quaint, but massive house in the woods. It was modeled after a Victorian-era home, with white slatted walls, an enormous porch out front that wrapped around the building and a tall, piqued rooftop that had multiple points to show off its four-story height. The parking lot in the front was bustling, but somehow the crew managed to find a couple spaces right near each other and disembarked at once.

"This place hasn't changed a bit." Amon noted as they made their way toward the house.

The house stood at almost twenty-thousand square-feet, it had two bars, forty bedrooms, thirty bathrooms and four floors plus the basement that was almost twice the floorspace as the first floor itself down below ground. It was dressed like a business though, and as the four approached the front door, they were greeted by a familiar looking bouncer.

"Hey there Ric. Been a long time." Amon said to the large black jaguar who glared at him from the door, but then kindly opened it for them to step into the reception area.

The receptionist looked new, of course it had been almost eight months since their last visit. She was a lioness with a pair of striking blue eyes that looked up at Nyx first, then fell to Amon. "Good evening, welcome to La Phenix Rose." She said kindly as she leaned back and placed her hands together, folding her fingers over them. "How may I help you this evening?"

Amon took out his wallet and extracted a purple card with a trim of rose vines embroidered around the edges. He placed it on the desk and she promptly scanned the barcode in. "Ah, Mister Harken. It is good to have you back. I don't think I've seen a VIP card in a few weeks." She said.

Amon nodded. "Yeah, they're rare as hen's teeth anymore. My friends and I would like some accommodation at your establishment for the weekend."

"Of course, we do have a few rooms available. Our full bar and restaurant are open until nine, and we offer complimentary visits and massages in our spa to all of our guests..."

"Thank you."

"Ricardo will show you to your rooms, if you'd like to follow him."

"Hey again Ric." Amon smiled kindly as the panter appeared in the doorway. He crossed his thick arms and his tail waggled like a great snake behind him.

"Good evening Amon. Nice to see you." He said.

Amon slipped the card back into his wallet and turned to the cat. "Kastine still runs the place, doesn't she? Any idea where she is? I'd assume the Throne Room if nowhere else..."

"She had called up about an hour ago." He said. "Said she's been expecting you and she is waiting for you in her private chambers." He said.

"Hey Amon, we're going to head over to the club. We'll catch you later I guess?" Alicia pondered aloud.

"Sure thing. See you guys later." The bull said with a wave of his hand before turning back to the jaguar. "Aw, Ric. You look a little irritated, are you mad that I'm planning on spending some time with Kas instead of you?"

A fluster of his tail likely matched the blush under Ricardo's fur. "You know, you can just stow it right there. I ain't interested." He said with a growl.

"Mmhmm, I think you've said that what--the three or four times we've messed around? You know you've got a thing for me." He said with a knowing wink.

Roughly, Ric shoved Amon against the wall behind him. "Why don't you shut your muzzle before I beat it flat?" He asked angrily.

"Careful, kitty." Amon said, waving his finger. "You don't want to be caught roughing up a customer. Especially someone with a VIP pass, would you? Your bosses wouldn't look too favorably on you, would they?"

There was a stunned look, then a pause of acknowledgement before he took a step back. "I-I'm sorry sir, I didn't mean to offend you."

"No offense taken, Ric." He said as he straightened his jacket out and brushed his matching black leather pants. "In fact, if you can take my things to my room for me while I go visit Kas, you can consider the whole thing forgiven."

Ricardo bowed his head slowly. "Yessir..." He said as Amon started toward the elevator on the other side of the room.

As he approached the doors, Amon turned around. "Oh and hey, you're looking a little stressed and in need of blowing off a little steam. If you wanted to play around later on, you can always drop by..."

"Tch..." Ricardo scoffed. "In your fucking dreams, Harken."

Amon shrugged and turned around. "Well, that's your choice, isn't it." He started walking, when he smirked at the inevitable sound of Ricardo's stammering to start a sentence.

"Ah...erh..." There was a pause, and Amon turned to face him again. "On second thought, that'll probably be okay." he said, his fists clenching as he stood rigid in the hall staring at the bull.

Amon smiled a bit broader. "Just drop by whenever I'm available." He said before returning to his walk toward the elevator.

The doors to the elevator slid open and the bull stepped inside. Kas' room was on the top floor near one of the skylit towers you could see from out front and he pressed the button and started up. The back of the elevator was glass and could see clear into the atrium in the center of the building. The way the old house was set up, it was marvelous to see that it looked much larger on the inside than it did on the outside. He could pick up his teammates from the crowd entering the club at the very back of the house, but he didn't try to wave. They wouldn't have seen him anyway. Finally, the bell chimed and he turned to see the door open to the fourth floor.

There was a grand staircase that went up to the floor as well, but he had a feeling he would need his energy for this weekend. He cleared his throat and stepped onto the plush, velvet carpet that curled under his feet. It was a maroon purple carpet with gold leaves along the outer trim, to Amon, it always felt like going to stay at some luxury hotel for the weekend. A luxury hotel with a happy ending on one's pillow rather than a mint at least.

As he walked along the hallway, Amon breathed into the palm of his hand and sniffed it. Figuring it could use a little freshening, he took a small bottle of tic-tacs out of his pocket and popped a few into his mouth to munch on them. As he reached room 410, he quickly swallowed and stuffed the mints back into his pants pocket. Two lumbering guards stood by the door and stared at him through the tops of dark sunglasses as he approached. One was a rhino, who looked like he barely fit in his suit due to the size of his muscles and the breadth of his shoulders. The other, a gigantically built pig had a bit more gut showing through the break between his shirt and trousers but looked no less huge in the muscle department than his comrade as the pair looked at one another.

"I'm here to see Miss Kastine." Amon announced as he approached, but then was blocked back by a massive hand from the rhino.

"Just a second there, bull. We gotta check."

The pig pressed a button on the small black box behind him. "Ma'am, there is a bull out here to see you. VIP member twelve-seventeen; Harken, Amon."

There was a bit of a pause before a familiar voice answered. "Send him through." The words made Amon's attention; among other things, rise a bit to the occasion as the pig removed his hand from the intercom and tapped in a few digits to the box next to it.

The door buzzed and clicked, the rhino pulled it open and Amon stepped through.

"Next time, I want to be the one to use the intercom." The rhino said after Amon stepped inside. As the door closed he could hear the pig argue. "No, we got our jobs, just stick with your own."

The second hall was about the size of a walk-in closet as far as elbow room was concerned, though the ceiling was high. The darkness of the room only allowed Amon to see the outline of the door in front of him as he approached it. He heard a clicking noise from the other side and straightened himself up as best as he could.

As he turned the handle and stepped through, he was greeted with the light touch of a drape that curled around the entrance. It was very sheer and he could easily see through its red fabric to the remainder of the room beyond. As he examined past the drapes, he could see a large, beautiful bed almost immediately facing the door. Plush white sheets and purple pillows filled it with an inviting warmth and the promise of softness and sitting on the edge closest to him was the ravishing brown wolf. Kastine was dressed in her best; a zippered purple and gold trimmed corset, which gave her breasts their round and voluptuous figure. A coat draped just off her shoulders that was left open, to show off her form but provide a little mystery. And long, dark boots that went all the way up to her thighs, revealing the gap of her slender legs between them and her crotch where the corset ended. She had a smile on her muzzle as she held a goblet of wine in her left hand; clasping it underneath as she swirled the liquid. Her eyes scanning the bull, her smile broadened some as she relaxed into his sights. "So, there's a handsome bull man." She said with a coaxing, soothing tone to her voice.

"Oh wow, Kas. You look... stunning tonight." Amon said, feeling his face warm with a blush as he stared at the slender wolfess.

Kastine's smile wavered somewhat, but regained its composure as she slid so comfortably from the bed and walked over to him. "So... are you just going to greet me with that?" She asked.

"Sorry?" Amon asked only a second before a hand came across his face with so much force that for a second he was seeing lights and colors in the vision of his closed eyes. She had silky-soft gloves on, but they hit his face like an iron fist rather than a delicately firm slap.

"You had better be." She said with a stern irritation as he looked back at her. "You dare insult me by calling me by the improper title? You are nothing!" She said sternly. "My proper title is Mistress Vail, and I expect you to address me as such."

She had such a wild fire in her eyes that Amon almost swooned; he'd been completely obsessed with Kastine for quite some time. He put a hand on his abused cheek and couldn't suppress a smile. "My apologies, mistress." He said, with a hint of smugness washing over every word as he looked deep into the female's eyes looking into her fierce brown eyes. "Please, forgive my insolence." He resisted telling her that he enjoyed Kas's dominant streak. Her wild expression caused him to harden a bit below the belt.

Suddenly, she grabbed him around the neck and pulled him into her muzzle, turning sideways so their lips could interlock as best as they could.

It was a powerful kiss; the bull and wolf's tongues tangled in their muzzles, easily switching to being more in his mouth, to more in hers. She dug her fingers into his back, causing him to flex some underneath his jacket as she pulled it back and the fabric slid a bit down his shoulders, revealing his collarbone and shoulders through the tanktop he wore underneath. After a good minute, she broke the kiss, allowing a trail of saliva to drip down between them as the pair took a breath. Her hands glided along the thick leather jacket he wore as her eyes followed his figure. She grasped the collar and huffed. "These clothes offend me." She admitted. "You will remove them for your mistress." She said with a commanding tone to her voice as she stepped back and seated herself on the bed expectantly.

Amon obliged her command by first pulling off his jacket. He slowly twisted each wrist so they would slide into the sleeves and pulled his coat back. He knew that her attentions toward him were basing solely on how he removed his offensive garments, and he chose to do it as teasingly as possible; as his shoulders, then his arms came from the jacket, he gave a slight flex that bounced across his shoulders and visibly to his pectoral muscles as he caught the jacket by one hand and let it fall to the floor. He then untucked his teal colored shirt from his leather pants and pulled it loose, giving her a quick glimpse of his belly as he unfurled it. Raising his arms and reaching back, Amon took the back collar of his shirt and pulled it forward over his head. Turning his head from side to side, the bull's horns only tugged a bit at the shirt but it came off well enough.

Amon's fur was a golden yellow, and completely contrasted the leather pants he still wore. He gently ran his hand through his long mane of hair as he placed the shirt onto the ground. As he went to unfasten his pants, the bull noticed the intense stare the wolfess was giving him, and decided to play along a bit more. As he unlatched the hook holding the front of his pants together, he turned slightly and his tail swished in her direction. He unbuttoned the three button fly and his thumbs dipped down into the waistband, tugging his pants free. He bent down to lower them and took a step to pull one leg out. His ass wiggled a moment as he regained his balance, and he was sure she was staring at his bovine balls, now wagglng free of the sweaty leather much to his comfort. He heard Kas grunt slightly in approval as she watched him, but he chose to remain oblivious as he pulled his last leg out and folded the pants up before discarding them with the rest of his outfit. He was already at half mast as he turned back toward the wolf, his hands only partially able to cover the vivid erection he was getting, just for being naked and alone with her. "Does this please my mistress's eyes a little more?"

Finally, she found the strength to rise again from the bed and she smiled. "Very much so."

"So, who will be the dominant, and who will be the bitch tonight?" Amon grinned knowingly as either outcome, he would enjoy immensely.

"Oh I'm not sure." She said as she approached him and draped her arms over his naked shoulders, letting her body touch his. "Why don't we let fate decide that for us?" She suggested as, with a flick of her wrist, a coin suddenly appeared near the side of his head in her hand.

Amon chuckled amusedly. "Why not?"

She took a step back and flicked the coin into the air.

"Heads!" Amon called as she caught the shiny gold coin and slapped it to the top of her left hand, revealing that it was tails up.

"Oh, would you look at that?" She said with a coy grin. "I've won."

Amon feigned nervousness. He found it just as exciting to be submissive as it was to be the dominant, though that did happen fairly rarely. He still pondered what his mistress would have him do as she turned those wild eyes back up at him. "And wh-what would you have me do, Mistress Vail?" He asked.

"I seek penance for your horrible manners and addressing me inappropriately." She said as she walked over to the closet and opened it. "Put your hands behind your back, Amon." She said sternly as she withdrew a rope from the top shelf and approached him with it. He understandably took a step backward and almost tripped over his piled clothes before she caught up to him and grabbed him by the arm. "You will be punished for your insolence." She said, almost sounding too happy as she squeezed his arm. "Now put your arms behind your back.

Amon did so, crossing his arms behind his back as best as he could and grabbing each wrist as he reached back. She roughly adjusted his grasp more toward his elbows as she tied his arms back. She grunted with the exertion and tightened the rope until Amon couldn't move his arms at all. He tugged at the ropes and was surprised at how tightly she had gotten his arms together, they were grasping at his elbows, his shoulders sank back slightly as his back felt taut against the bindings. "M-mistress, I apologize for my insolence, please untie me." He asked, thinking to himself that being in such a position was an amazing feeling.

"Not until you've been punished, and I plan to punish that pretty ass of yours." She said with a sadistic grin. "Now get on the bed and prepare for it."

With a push, Amon found himself face down on the sheets of a bed that felt like he was being thrown onto a cloud. He bounced up and down for a second, his cock was almost completely rigid and bounced against his stomach as he landed, but for a second he wasn't sure what to expect.

*thwap!* "AHH!" He shrieked suddenly as he felt something slap soundly against his ass cheek. The left one to be exact as it tightened up on instinct. He looked back and found it difficult, due to the range of motion restricted by his arms being tied. "M-Mistress!" He exclaimed, receiving another stern slap on his ass from what he saw was some sort of a riding crop. The second swing was a bit harder and stung through his fur. "Ahh!" He grunted before finding himself raising his ass for the wolfess. *thwack! thwack!* Two more slaps came in, just as hard, if not harder than the first. Despite the pain, Amon moaned and lunged his hips forward with every strike, feeling his arousal grow harder and harder with each strike. "AHH!" *thwack!* "Mmmm!" He grunted as another strike came in.

After another good ten swats, he could feel Kas' hand caressing his ass now. Her fingertips slowly trailing along his cleft and playfully tickling at his hole. "You've been very good for taking my punishments." She said coyly, her breath washing across his backside. "But not all is forgiven yet, you must endure one more punishment in order to be forgiven." She leaned back and slapped his ass without even giving him the chance to agree or not. She knew he wanted it he wanted her forgiveness, even if it meant the most embarrassing thing--

She stepped over to a dresser directly in Amon's line of sight and slipped her fingers into the bands of her underwear, just at the base of the corset. She had already removed her jacket, which was likely hanging from the bed behind him. Slowly, she peeled her undies off, revealing her slender and shapely backside. Opening her drawer, she extracted what looked like a dildo and took the strap attached to it before tying it to her waist.

It was at least nine inches long and frighteningly thick as she turned to face him, it pointed almost all the way up like an erection as it waved in his face. She then walked past him and approached his backside again. "M-Mistress?" He asked, but then didn't get an answer from her. Amon tensed up suddenly at the feeling of cold liquid being poured under his tail as it then began to trickle down his cheeks. Kas chuckled somewhat as she pressed the rubber object against Amon's exposed ass, forcing him to tense up again as he felt it rub and spread the lube around some, soaking it in the leftovers like a sponge. She grabbed his tail and pulled it back as she lunged forward.

"Hnnnn!" Amon grunted as he raised his ass even higher, feeling the dildo suddenly penetrate him. "AHHH! M-mistress!" He huffed, losing his breath from the excitement.

"Mmmm yes, I love watching you cringe, Amon. Just like a bitch cow should--" She moaned as she pushed inward, likely the dildo doing its job from the inside.

Amon could feel the rubber rush into his hole, it was somewhat rigid as it went in, and caught a bit as she pulled back some. Ribbed and ready for him, the lube helped to secure his ass for her as she plunged the plug in even further. Amon couldn't move his arms, but he felt the grip on his muscles increase dramatically as she fucked him. "Nnnhhh!" He grunted. "Ahhh!" He cried out as she pulled back and plunged in again.

"That's it... my little fuck toy." She said as she grabbed his hair with her free hand and pulled it back while at the same time pushing in harder, grabbing his ass with her other hand and spreading the cheeks out to get more drive.

Amon wasn't fooling her or anyone else. He'd had some anal fun before, both with her and other males. But with her it was different; it was rugged and sharp and he enjoyed every second of it. He felt her hand move from the back of his head and reach down underneath him as she began to time her fucking rhythm with stroking his cock. He moaned deeply. His stomach hit the sheets and he could already feel them soaking from his precum. She penetrated him all the way, he could feel her stomach and her hips against his ass; flush hard against it. He moaned as she pulled back and stroked up his shaft at the same time, pulling down with each hard, forceful plunge. He could almost feel his hooves curl in delight as he rapidly approached a powerful climax. He moaned louder with each audible slap against his ass, he could feel his balls swirling with a heavy volume of seed ready to explode everywhere. "Ahh---m-mistress...I'm gonna--" He panted and tightened up, expecting his sudden climax, which never came.

Suddenly, Kas stopped and pulled her dildo free of the bull's ass, turning him over roughly to keep him from cumming. He laid there for a few seconds, impulsively driving his cock into the air, humping at it with the intention of cumming, but soon he settled back down and laid flat on his back, panting.

"Oh, I'm not through with you yet, bitch." She said. "Tell me, do you think you're worthy of fucking me?" She asked.

"I--I hope so." Amon said with an unsure tone of voice. "God I hope so..." He panted as he watched the wolfess undo the top of her corset, suddenly causing her breasts to spill out into the open air. His gasp came almost at the same time as her sigh of relief at freeing herself.

She stepped up onto the bed and loomed over Amon, playing with herself a bit as her foot stepped on the bull's ebon shaft. "You think this is worthy?" She asked as her toes curled cruelly around the flesh, making it lurch and twitch under her paws.

"P-Please!" Amon moaned loudly as he felt the pressure mount on his cock, the feeling of her heel completely encompassing the base of his shaft while her foot along with her clawed toes raked a bit at the head of flesh at the top. "I want to be worthy, I want to fuck your cunt... I beg you, please let me." He moaned as the pressure pushed down again and again, the ball of her foot pressing against his flesh.

"We will see..." She said at last, stepping off the bed without breaking any eye contact whatsoever.

At first, she teased him, running her breasts now from his aching, thick black cock, up along his body as he shivered in delight. As her breasts passed his face, he heard her speaking.

"Then you will need to clean my cunt... and if you're a good bitch, you may enjoy it on your cock too."

She positioned herself, squatting over his face as she presented her clit for him. It was wet and smelled heavily of sex, as Amon's mouth touched it, he began to run his tongue along it; picking up the salty scents and tastes that came from her region. She lowered herself against his mouth now, giving him a mouthful of her flesh that he had no other choice but to push his tongue in deeper. She moaned and squatted down a bit further, leaning back some in order to drive his tongue deeper. Her hands rested on the bed on either side of Amon's hips as she thrust her hips up and down against his face. She returned to the squatting position with a vicious-looking smile on her face. The deeper his mouth went, the more pleased she seemed to be with him. Amon could hardly move with his arms still tied back, and instead made up for that by moving his maw left to right to enjoy the scent and taste of her sex.

Again Kas leaned back, but this time, she grabbed Amon's cock with one hand and began to slowly stroke it, teasing it by the glans as she licked the tip of his already wet head. Amon moaned again, but this time he was quite muted by his tongue being so deep inside of his mistress. As his cock again began to twitch, precum pouring from the tip like a faucet with a leak, he was worried he would cum before he had a chance to fuck his mistress.

Finally, she released him, still leaving him on the edge as she lifted her cunt from his mouth and brought it back, placing it on his shaft. Slowly, she moaned as her vagina wrapped around his shaft like a mouth that was made for it. She moaned as she seated herself on the thick erection, moaning as she leaned across Amon's body. Her long tongue began as far down as his abs, tasting each muscle slowly as she worked her way up to his nipples. Both pierced and shiny with their adornments, she licked at them too before playfully tugging on them. As her hips rose up, Amon could feel his cock following, and the feeling of their bodies coming together again and again in the middle drove him over the edge.

After several minutes, Amon couldn't hold back anymore. "RRRAAAHHHHRR!" He shook violently as he came. He felt her cunt shiver and clench too. She gasped and cried out, gripping his chest muscles as she too reached an orgasm that left her howling toward the ceiling.

Grunting a bit as she came back down to rest on her lover's cock. "Mmmmhhh..." She moaned, leaning forward and kissing his chest. "That was very good..." She said, breathing heavily. "Only one thing to do now..."

"Untie me?" Amon suggested and she giggled in response.

"Silly bitch..." She said as she sat up and pulled her cunt off his hips, letting his cock flop soundly against his stomach as she took it into her hand before straddling Amon's face. "You clean me, and I will clean you..."

"Wolves." Amon said with a smirk as she presented herself to him again. He gasped in surprise how quickly it moved and soon he was licking his own semen from her vagina. Smiling, Kas did the same, grasping his thick cock and bathing it with her tongue, tasting bits of his seed and lapping up what seemed like puddles of her own fluids that had drained onto him in the course of their love making. She enjoyed it just as much as he did and thoroughly cleaned his 'tool' of every drop of sex she'd left behind.

It seemed like hours later, Amon opened his eyes to find that his arms were still bound and that Kas was draped across him, slowly caressing his cock and stomach with her hand. As her hand trailed up toward his chest, she finally spoke again.

"Why didn't you come?" She asked.

"Trust me, I came hard." Amon said, referring to their session. "You were amazing..."

The wolf smiled and looked at him. "I mean after your Christmas vacation with your family, you were supposed to come visit me right after."

"Oh." Amon realized what she meant. "Well, I wanted to, but the Talon Archeron called me out immediately afterward, he had a contract to offer me that I just couldn't refuse. In fact, until two weeks ago, I wasn't even sure when the contract was going to end. I came as soon as I got out of it though..."

"I see..." She pondered. "And, other than that how was your trip?"

"It was great." Amon said. "You remember my brother Ahriman right? I met with him and his girlfriend Jain for the holiday, it was good to see her again but I'm still surprised she's half his age, but they still seem to get along pretty great. I also met a squirrel named Elena, a friend of theirs who was painfully shy--at least... around other people. She was apparently completely smitten with me. We spent a good bit of my visit flirting with each other."

"Oh really?" Kas asked, nudging the bull's ribs.

Amon smiled and nodded. "Yeah, I enjoyed it at first, but I started to think that... being in an open relationship like I am, I've been with several guys and girls over the years... I just didn't feel like adding her to that tally. So I was called to the airport, I had a serious discussion with her that... well I might not be the right guy for her. You know? I think she deserves a boyfriend who is kind, and attentive, loving and loyal. And I'm just not that kind of guy."

"Maybe not..."

"So I just sent her on her way with a kiss to the cheek. You should have seen that blush, it could have been used to land aircraft!" He laughed.

Kas smiled. "You might not be the kind of guy Elena deserves. You're cocky, arrogant, hedonistic. A total glutton for punishment... but under that, I think you've got a good heart." She said with a smile.

"So... you think you can take off the ropes now?" Amon asked after a few moments.

"No." Kas said after pondering for a few seconds. "I think I'm going to keep you like this for a few hours before you go running off again."

Amon chuckled softly and as the wolfess looked up at him, the pair kissed softly.