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This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are of legal and consenting age, likewise if you are reading this story you should be of legal age in your respective country.

All characters are my own creation, any resemblance to existing characters is purely coincidental and not intentional, please do not use them without permission. If you would like to use them in a story, please feel free to send me a PM either as Inja on SoFurry or TheRealInja on FA. As always I am open to new story ideas or situations with existing characters as well.

And now, something a little different, hopefully more heartwarming and touching compared to most of what I've written lately. Inspired by someone near and dear to my heart, not our usual characters but I'm sure she'll recognize some intimate parts of this story. ;3

"What'll it be tonight, Roy?" the young tigress asked the short mixed breed canine as he hopped up onto a barstool.

"How about a whiskey on the rocks and your phone number?" Roy replied with his most charming smile.

Abby simply smiled and rolled her eyes at him, pouring the old dogs drink before sliding it across to him and stating "Sorry short stuff, gotta be at least this tall to enjoy the ride!" as she held one of her hands just above her own head.

"Oh I'm plenty big enough where it counts darling, they don't call me tripod for nothing" The old dog persisted with a playful wink.

"Just because I dye my hair and have a few piercings, doesn't mean I have Daddy issues you old horn dog" Abby laughed and stuck her tongue out at Roy, who was in fact old enough to be her father.

"Oh you'd be calling me Daddy alright, just for other reasons" Roy replied as had become their almost nightly custom over the last couple of years.

He'd been the first one to give the new girl behind the bar shit when she started, unlike most others she gave it right back to him and the pair had formed an unusual sort of friendship. It wasn't even just a barfly barwoman sort of relationship either, Roy had become someone Abby found she could depend on. He'd helped her move apartments a couple of times when her friends had dropped her at the last second, he'd also helped get her car fixed when the workshop tried ripping her off. Even got her a decent price too, he almost was like a father to her. More so than her real father was anyway, not that he was a bad father, he was just unreliable. Abby loved him still, but she knew in a crunch that he just wouldn't be there for her and weirdly Roy would and had been.

She'd learned a long time ago that she couldn't rely on her father, so doing what any strong willed young tigress would do, she became very independent and self-sufficient. She'd put herself through college tending bars and private events and was saving up for a degree. Roy had offered to help out, but her sense of pride was too strong and she'd refused. At first she'd expected the old horn dog to offer money in trade for sexual favors, but he proved to be too old school for that and had treated her with nothing but respect since day one. At times she took solace in knowing there were still guys like him around when the douches she found herself dating let her down, often having to calm Roy down and stop him from kicking their asses from some of the shit they pulled on her.

"Hey, you with the tits! How about some service here?" A booming voice hollered from the end of the bar were a couple of rough looking wolves dressed in denim and leather stood leering at Abby.

The tigress shot Roy a knowing look, his hackles were raised and a low growl starting in the smaller canine as he glared at the two obnoxious wolves. Abby sharing a look with Roy that told him to just chill and she's got this. Sure enough as she wandered on over to the two wolves, she skillfully brushed their advances aside at every turn. Roy always enjoyed watching her work, the way some young buck came in and thought it'd be so easy to pick up the girl behind the bar. But his Abby knew how to handle herself, as was noted by the crestfallen looks on the wolf's faces. Roy wouldn't be surprised if storm clouds suddenly appeared over their heads as they took their beers and skulked back over to a table with their tails tucked between their legs.

"I hope you let them down easy?" the small canine said with obvious sarcasm.

"I was about to, until they asked how much it'd cost to 'Chinese finger trap' me out back" the tigress replied with a mock wistful sigh, "And they say romance is dead. Be still my beating heart, they nearly made me swoon with that one." Roy laughed so hard he nearly choked on his sip of whiskey, much to Abby's delight. "Easy there old man, not sure your Medicare covers choking and I sure as hell am not going to give you mouth to mouth."

"Why're all the heartless bitches so damn hot?" Roy mourned into the bottom of his glass before setting it down and tapping the rim for another.

"I'm not heartless, I give to charity....speaking of, here you go" the striped feline teased as she refilled his glass for him.

The rest of the evening went pretty much as normal, the usual's stopping by for a drink after work or on their way home after a late shift. A few new faces every now and then, the bar full of laughter as jokes and stories were shared. Abby and Roy having random small chats between rounds of other clients until only a few remaining patrons were in the bar a little after midnight.

Roy had been watching two in particular, the two wolves from early on in the night were still in the bar and he couldn't help but notice how they were staring at Abby. One or sometimes both of them would poke his head up and stare at her before ducking down again to speak in almost whispers to the other, Roy's old military training kicking in and making his skin crawl as he could easily see they were up to no good. He knew Abby could handle herself, but the two wolves looked like real trouble.

"Listen Ab..." Roy turned around on his stool to talk to her but was met by a tired looking bear, the bars owner Chris.

"She's already in back getting changed, said she needed to get home early" Chris told Roy before announcing loudly to the few remaining clients that the bar was now closed. "You don't have to go home folks, but you can't stay here" came his usual line.

Roy turned about in his seat just in time to see the two wolves exiting the front door in a hurry. Shit! Roy thought to himself, knowing exactly where they were going. The short canine mixed breed hopped off his stool and made after them, almost having to sprint to catch up to them just barely in time.

"Get the fuck off me, asshole!" Abby's voice could be heard almost shouting from the alleyway behind the bar.

"Shut up bitch, we saw you flirting with that runt back in the bar. Why waste your time on him when you could be with two real alpha studs?" one of the wolves offered while trying to force a kiss on the unwilling tigresses lips, only to be swiftly kneed in the crotch for his efforts and her claws to come slashing across his cheek soon after.

"Dumb cunt, we were going to make it fun for you, but we don't really give a shit if you want this or not. Makes no difference to us" The other wolf growled as he pulled a knife from under his jacket. The glinting steel blade made Abby take a step back, looking between their faces as they began advancing on her.

"The lady said...fuck off!" Roy appeared as if out of nowhere, barely half the size of the wolves but willing to throw down with them regardless. Again the first wolf received another blow to his crotch from the smaller canine, toppling him down to the ground where a swift kick to his jaw dazed him enough to knock the fight out of him.

"Well well well, if it isn't the run from the bar. That was a cheap shot on my friend there, but not surprising someone as puny as you has to fight dirty to even the odds" The large wolf growled before lashing out at Roy's face with the tip of the knife and barely missing him.

Roy proved too slippery and fast for the slower wolf, using his small size and speed to dodge and evade his opponent's blows. Abby watched in amazement as Roy handled the much bigger wolf with ease, he'd always told her he'd been in the Special Forces, but she'd never believed a small mutt mix like him could have been such an elite soldier. But watching how he practically danced circles around the wolf, evading his attacks while landing blows of his own, it appeared to be true.

The wolf was growing angrier and angrier as he couldn't land a blow on the small mutt while he was constantly getting punched and kicked in return. Faking a haymaker with his left hand, Roy made to dodge the blow. The small mutt noticing the fake out just in time as the blade of the knife came in sideways and jammed into his inner left thigh a quarter of an inch. Roy growled as he gripped the wolfs wrist in his hands, slowly looking up into the big brutes eyes before twisting savagely in opposite directions. With a sickening pop the wolf howled as his wrist snapped with surprising ease. His grip on the knife released as he beat a hasty retreat, leaving his dazed friend still laying groaning in the alleyway.

"Oh my God, Roy! We've got to get you to a hospital!" Abby yelped as she saw the crimson spot starting to grow at the inside of Roy's trousers.

"Worse than it looks, I'll be fine" Roy muttered as he pulled the knife from the wound and dropped it with a heavy thud onto the dazed wolfs chest, making him groan again. "Just need some superglue and duct tape, I'll be right as rain in no time" he stated before turning to limp from the alley.

"You're coming with me, dumbass!" Abby hissed, grabbing one of his long floppy ears and yanking him backwards down the alley towards her apartment.

"Ow, hey! That hurts!" the smaller canine whined as he was lead along by his ear the short distance to her apartment.

"Shut it, hero. Besides, you just got stabbed and you're complaining about me gripping your ear..." she sighed, finally releasing his ear as she fished about inside her handbag for her keys to the front door of the building.

"That was one blade, you got five of the damn things on your hands" Roy grumbled, rubbing soothingly at his ear.

"Oh shit, sorry...I didn't realize" she replied, looking down at her hands and seeing her claws were still drawn.

Abby opened the door and ushered Roy inside, he knew the way up to her place as he'd helped her move in not so long ago and so didn't need her to guide him. Abby was too busy making sure the door was locked and secured, checking out through the glass door to make sure the two wolves were nowhere in sight before joining Roy already hallway up the stairs to the first floor.

"Thank fuck you don't live on the top floor, probably would've bled out from you making me walk up all those damned stairs" Roy mumbled as they stood outside Abby's apartment door finally.

"Oh boohoo, this is one time you're bleeding. I bleed every month and you don't see me bitching about it" she shot back with a grin while unlocking her door.

"Yeah well unlike me, sticking something in you would have the opposite effect. Let me stick something in you so we can cure that problem up for a few months then, ey?" the mutt countered with a grin.

"Get your ass in my apartment before I leave you out here to bleed to death, old timer" Abby groaned and rolled her eyes at him again, giving him a swift kick on the ass as he walked past her and into her apartment. "Nuh uh, off! I don't want you bleeding on my piece of shit sofa...bathroom, now! And take off your pants while you're at it" Abby demanded as Roy made his way over to her lounge suit.

"Look if you wanted to get me out of my pants, all you had to do was ask" He responded with a playful grin.

"Bathroom, now! Or so help me I'll get a knife from the kitchen and stab you in your other leg" the tigress growled at him while she went to grab her first aid kit and a few other items to help treat Roy's wound.

"Calm down, I only let women I'm really serious about stick objects in me" came his retort from behind the bathroom door.

"Jeezus Roy, tmi dude" Abby laughed and shook her head, at least she knew he obviously wasn't in danger of dying if he was still cracking jokes. At least she hoped that was a joke, after the army training thing being true, she wasn't so sure anymore.

Once all the items she needed hand been acquired, Abby made her way into her tiled bathroom where Roy was waiting for her and sitting on the edge of her claw foot tub. His trousers down around his ankles...and his surprisingly thick and frankly impressive sheath on display. Abby caught by surprise by the sight, seems his nickname being tripod was also true along with the fact he apparently didn't wear underwear.

Her ears and cheeks burning bright as she knelt down before him and began dabbing antiseptic at his wound, trying not to jerk or jump every time her hand brushed against his thick swaying sheath. God he smelled good from this distance she noticed, a real refined manly scent, not the cheap body spray younger guys used. At least the wound wasn't as bad as she'd feared, it was rather neat and didn't appear to have nicked anything important. Finding a small bottle of surgical glue she used for her secret cosplay obsession, Abby used it to seal the wound and hold it pinched shut for it to set for a few moments. Unfortunately this meant her hand would also be nestled right up against Roy's sheath and oh god, she could feel it pulsing and twitching! Was it...was it growing!? Fuuuck, it was....Abby realized as she watched with a mixture of fear and awe as Roy's thick red tapered tip began to emerge from his sheath. Goddamn he was big, why was he so big? A sudden tap to the top of her head snapping the tigress from her thoughts, realizing she'd been staring at Roy's crotch the entire time.

"I think the glue should be dry by now, unless you want to keep staring at my junk?" Roy offered with a grin.

"Oh, right...uhm, sorry" Abby replied, though she didn't immediately remove her hand from his leg or his sheath. "Are...are you hungry, I could use a snack..." She said before almost darting from the bathroom.

"Well if you're making pizza, I got your salami right here!" Roy called after her with a laugh.

"Fuck sakes, Roy!" Abby growled, shaking her head as she tried to get the image of his growing dick out of her mind.

By the time Roy had managed to get his blood soaked trousers back on and exited the bathroom, he found Abby leaning over her kitchen sink, almost about to head out the door when he heard a faint sniffle. "Abs, are you okay my girl?" he padded over and gently rested his hand at the small of her back to give a soothing circular rub.

"No...I just keep thinking what would've happened if you weren't there tonight. What those two assholes would've done to me," she half growled before sniffing again. "I should've been more polite, not been such a bitch. Maybe then they wouldn't have..."

"Stop that right now, this wasn't because of anything you said or did. Those two sacks of shit would've done whatever they wanted no matter what you did or said. There are bad people in this world, unfortunately you just happened to meet two of them tonight" Roy stated matter-of-factly.

"Thanks Roy" Abby half smiled at him, almost wincing when he stopped rubbing at her back and made to leave for the door. "Roy, wait...please...please stay with me? Just tonight, I don't want to be alone right now" she asked, for once dropping her confident and independent attitude.

"Of course, you know I'll always be there for you kiddo" Roy stopped and turned to smile at her before hobbling towards the sofa.

"No, you don't have to sleep on the sofa" Abby continued, smiling a little as he clearly hadn't even thought to try get into her bed by himself let alone with her. The curious and surprised look on his face made her laugh as she strode past him, again grabbing him by an ear but making sure to retract her claws this time as she lead him to her bedroom.

"Promise you won't take advantage of me?" Roy teased, mimicking a young innocent boy's voice as he followed along.

"Dude, this is fucking weird enough as is, don't make it any weirder for me" the tigress groaned as she closed the bedroom door behind them and began to remove her top. Roy stared wide eyed as he watched her strip down to her bra and panties before climbing into bed "What? Normally I sleep in the nude, but this as far as you're getting you old perv."

"Well we have that in common then," Roy replied with a grin as he promptly stripped out of his clothing before climbing under the covers in nothing but his fur.

"Roy..." Abby began, but she couldn't think of anything to say. His upbeat demeanor was just too infectious. Plus his presence was helping her calm down and feel safe again, "Thank you" she decided on, leaning over to give him a gentle kiss to his cheek.

With the lights being turned off and Roy's soft soothing breathing beside her, Abby found sleep came far easier than usual. Her mind seemed determined not to let go of the nights events however, returning her to that dreadful moment when the wolf had pulled the knife from his jacket. Only this time he was advancing on her and she was stuck in place, helpless to do anything. But then he was there again, just like he promised. Roy heard Abby's whimpers as she slept, the way she was kicking and fighting an unseen attacker and rolled over to curl up behind her, wrapping his strong arms around her slender waist as he shushed her soothingly.

Abby's nightmare soon shifted, she was no longer in danger. In fact she wasn't even in the alley anymore, she was sitting somewhere bright and comfy, beside Roy. They were holding hands and he was telling her how beautiful she was. Abby smiled as he brushed her cheek, leaning into his touch and then into his lips as he kissed her tenderly. Only it wasn't the kiss of friends, it was something more, something that felt so right and needed. Something she'd been wanting and looking for for so long, but now it was right here in front of her.

Abby awoke to find it was still dark out, smiling as she felt Roy's arm still curled over her side and fingers splayed along her bare belly. Gently she rolled over to face him, laying nose to nose with the sleeping mutt and just staring at him. Her hand raising to brush against his cheek, fingers tracing along his jawline and up to stroke along one of his floppy ears. She'd never really noticed how handsome he was, the touches of grey around his muzzle gave the black patches a distinguished salt and pepper look. She couldn't tell what breed or breeds he was, but they all formed into a handsome specimen she decided. Slowly she leaned forwards, her lips lightly brushing against his before she kissed him for real this time. She didn't know what she was expecting, of even if she was expecting anything at all, but to her surprise if felt just like it did in the dream. Her lips met his again as she kissed Roy with greater need and want, enough so when she pulled back his eyes would be opened with a look of surprise.

"Abby?" Roy asked uncertainly.

"Roy...I..." she stammered, not sure what to say. What if he didn't feel the same way, or if he really did just see her as nothing more than a friend or hell, even just as a surrogate daughter. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have..."

"It's okay, I liked it" the handsome mixed breed said softly, reassuringly.

"Roy...do you want me? I mean...not just as a friend, not just as a conquest or a one night stand...do you really want me?" She asked finally, she had to know. Her heart swelling in her chest as she stared at him, searching his eyes for any hint of anything that said he might be lying, though she knew him too well for him to do that.

"Abby, any man would be luckier than winning the lottery to have and be with you. I'd have given my left nut for a chance with a girl like you back in my younger days" Roy joked, trying to ease the tension.

"What about now? Do you want me now...age difference be damned" She pressed, hope growing inside her in unexpected ways when he didn't outright say no straight away.

"Abby...do you know what you're asking? I'm...well I'm old enough to be your dad. What would you want with an old mutt like me anyway?" he asked with more than a little surprise.

"Because I don't feel worthless and unwanted when I'm with you" the words came unbidden, surprising even her and bringing tears to her eyes.

"Oh Abs, you're anything but" Roy felt his heart break hearing her say such things about herself, his hand brushing across her cheek and into her hair as he rested his forehead against hers. "You mean the world to me..."

Roy's words were cut short when Abby's lips met his again, her hands gripping at his scruff and an ear as she clung to him fiercely. Roy was taken aback by how intensely she kissed him, but he too realized how much he'd wanted her. Since the first day he met her a couple years ago, at first she was just an attractive woman in his favorite bar. But then he got to know her, got to see how feisty and determined she was. He had always been a sucker for a strong woman and she was as tough as nails, he'd seen her stand her ground and face down men twice her size that even Chris thought twice about dealing with.

"Against my better judgement of me to ask this, but are you absolutely sure about this?" Roy broke the kiss to pant and ask while staring deep into her deep pools of sapphire. Abby just nodded and dove straight back into another kiss, seeming not wanting to let them end. Her hands began wandering along his chest and belly, feeling how toned the old dog was still beneath his fluffy coat. Roy jumped and gasped into the kiss when her hand brushed across his thick sheath again, only this time with more intent and determination. Her fingers wrapped about his thickness as best she could before giving Roy a few slow pumps, urging his blood flow to divert rather easily.

"Tripod huh?" Abby broke the kiss to ask with a sly grin.

"'I've been called plenty of names, even the Backdoor Bandit" Roy teased as he reached down to give Abby's behind a little squeeze.

"Not tonight you're not..." She chastised him before pushing at his shoulder to get Roy to lay back for her. Abby shifting beneath the covers to straddle his lap, resting her still covered crotch right down atop his thick sheath as she began to slowly grind and gyrate down against him. Her hands guiding his own to her breasts and giving his fingers an encouraging squeeze.

"Damn you're beautiful" Roy said with a note of awe as he stared up at the tigress framed by the moonlight shining through the window behind her. Even though her face was cast mostly in shadow, he could tell that had made her blush. Mostly because it was true, sitting here like this and staring down at him with her bangs framing her beautiful face as they were, she looked like a work of art. If it wasn't for the knife wound in his thigh aching something fierce, Roy might've had to pinch himself to check he wasn't dreaming.

Abby reached behind her back to unclasp her bra, letting Roy's hands be the only support keeping it in place until he let it fall and reveal her soft white furred breasts. Even though he had smallish hands compared to most of her past lovers, they still seemed to cup her breasts perfectly, as if they were made for once another. His thumbs reached inward to brush across her nipples with gentle flicks, making Abby gasp and even purr softly. She gave a slight smirk smile down at the mutt, seeing he was in no rush to get off. His hands began to explore, tracing her form as if he were a blind man enjoying a finely chiseled marble statue and trying to remember every line or curve. His touch was gentle but electric, where ever his fingers went it felt like he was leaving trails of fire in their wake.

Again their lips met in the dark, Abby growling softly with growing need as Roy touched and teased her with years of experience. She'd never been so aroused and frustrated before and they hadn't even gotten to the good part yet. She could feel his arousal beneath herself, goddamn he was big; the kind of big she craved to feel at least once in her life. But something told her this was going to be far from the first and only time she got to enjoy it.

Raising her hips a little, her hands reached down to tug the crotch of her underwear aside while lifting and guiding his thick tapered tip to her hot little pussylips, Abby began to press back. At first his tip nudged against her opening, almost feeling too big to fit inside, but with a little wiggle and a bit more pressure Abby felt her body relax and blossom open to accept his entry. God he felt good and that was just his tip, she thought. Whimpering against his shoulder as she continued to sink down onto his turgid cock, the tigress couldn't stop herself from groaning and muttering his name softly. Clearly Roy enjoyed the sounds she was making by how hard his cock got and how hard he was throbbing inside her, she could feel every spit and shot of his slick precum inside herself too as her folds clung to his girth with every slight motion of her hips.

Down and down she slowly worked herself, swearing blind that she was sure he was going to hit her cervix at any moment. At least until she felt something thicker kissing against her folds, his knot and boy what a knot it was. Her hand reaching down to try encircle the bulb of flesh, but it was too big, how the hell was this short mutt packing so much? "F...fuck...Roy..." Abby whimpered and groaned.

"Sure" Roy grinned up at her, his hands leaving her breasts to caress along her flanks, along her ribs and across the curve of her waist to grip her behind firmly. His butt pressed down against the soft mattress, withdrawing a little from her briefly before he pressed back up inside her. Abby's eyes closed shut tight as she groaned lewdly, even though it probably was only an inch or two at most, it felt like she was getting deep dicked and properly too. Roy nuzzled against her cheek and muzzle until she lifted her head, his lips finding hers in another kiss as he slowly and patiently bucked up into her from beneath. Abby felt like she was hyperventilating between the passionate kisses and her groaning so much, her lungs almost begging for air. The pleasure was so continuous and overwhelming; she didn't even know when one climax ended and another began once they started. All she could feel was every muscle in her body tense and release, over and over again as she whimpered and called out Roy's name.

Finally Roy came deep inside her, grinding his thick knot against her opening but finding she was too tight to take it. Laying back with a pant and silly grin on his face, Abby nuzzled against the side of his neck while purring deeply. "I'm still not going to call you Daddy..." Abby panted with a laugh, laying atop Roy's smaller form.

"Careful, that's just asking for round two" Roy growled playfully, reaching down to give her behind a firm swat.

"Bring it, old man."