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Disclaimer: The following story is pure fun & Fictional. Fursons used with permission. Anailaigh & Nikaro are NOT a part of ZZ Studios in any way. Commissioned by Nikaro, written by Anailaigh. Background story D. Katt researched from FAD

Anailaigh is © herself.

Nikaro is © himself.

Darke Katt & Art Above © Eric W. Schwartz/Fur After Dark (FAD).

ZigZag © Max Black Rabbit used with permission by Fur After Dark

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1

Indiscriminate Thunder

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It was the end of another long day at ZZ Studios. The final shoot had ended hours ago, even Zig herself had since long gone home. Darke stretched and yawned as she finished mopping up the last "deposit" from the floor beside the table where one of the studs managed to bank a shot against the wall and let it drip down from there. Her stomach churned at the horrific mental imagery that still filled her mind after the scene had played out. To everyone else it was just another day. Another scene for another paycheck, but to her it more often meant longer hours with the jizz bucket, her affectionately named mop bucket. Darke's stomach rumbled now of a different nature as she noticed it was much later than usual, working at a slower pace than normal. Her mind wandered on many things to scrape away that atrocity that she called a living and now her stomach was rightfully complaining.

"Alright, alright I'll eat right after I put things up."

She said out loud obviously to herself since the studio was empty, only an echo to comfort the feline amongst the assortment of supplies that littered it. Moving to close the window beside the bed and lock it, mop and bucket on wheels in tow she moved her cleaning supplies down the hall and into the closet, which stored everything.

There was another rumble from her belly, more verbose than the last as if to riot for the neglect.

"Ok, now to find some food before you blow up on me!"

She grumbled, waiting for her car to turn over and roar to life. A puff of smoke, the car rattled a moment and then settled down. She headed down to one of her favorite holes in the wall, the rusty horseshoe. The loud creaking of her door as she shut it, an then the click clack of her heels on the cobblestone as she made her way to the door echoed off the dumpster beside the parking lot making the place seem emptier then it was. A few other cars including a lovely very well decked out Nissan Cube was parked out front. It happened to catch the eye of the dark furred one just long enough before finding her way inside to at least drown out the last hour or two.

The large Clydesdale behind the counter smiled and pulled one up from the bar without lifting a finger an she smiled, already feeling a calming sensation sweep over her, as if being away from the cleaning products already made her better.

"Jonathon, you always seem to know when I'm coming. Thanks."

"Not a problem kitty, you know I know what you like. Seems like you've had a rough night, anything new at the studio?"

"You know I can't talk about that hun, but I can say that I cleaned up a nice pile of puke. Those boys just cant seem to fucking learn that you don't come to the shoot drunk. Let alone can't even hold their fill."

She let out a growl as she grabbed her drink and downed it quickly, slamming the glass back on the bar top slumping beside it with a sigh. Her ears laid back, her tail twitching agitated as she just kind of wished that things would go a little easier for her. ZigZag had offered her a few different positions within the studio after their altercation, but she hadn't felt that she was capable of doing any of them well an turned them down. She was not one to share the spotlight, let alone with Zig. There were times they did find ways to argue without much being said, but there was always different ways of turning it all around. Besides mixing business with pleasure always left a sour aftertaste and if it was not from the seed of a horned up male she just had the "pleasure" of sucking off, but the company that seemed to follow it. Forced with only the one last option aside from being jobless, she became the studios clean up gal - the janitor.

The other thing that was on her mind was she was quite often lonely. Aside from the gentle bartender she had come to call a friend, she had no one else closer than that, no mate. That made day-to-day going home to an empty apartment all the bit rougher on the feline. There was always those to court her, but not like she wished to, and they all ended just as how they started, poorly. It all felt like her own casting call where no one could live up to the part she wished they could for their audition. All these things she turned over an over again in her head, ears flat against her scalp where they never seemed to leave from as she sat up an flexed her claws against the wooden top.

"I just wish that they could keep it in the sheets, ya know? Why do you gotta spooge, puke, and make a mess EVERYWHERE?! Its like they have no common sense, take the condom off or pull the cock out leave it on the bed or toss it in the trash! Not the damn floor, not the sink or the shower God forbid that they know how to do anything besides fuck fuck fuck."

She banged her fist on the bar top with another growl, a soft yowl slipping from her lips as she had forgotten to retract those claws before closing her fist. There was a stinging sensation burning into her paw now. She placed her other under the injured, dripping one an sighed, gritting her teeth to douse the pain as much as she could - which wasn't much at all.

"Jonathon could you get me the first aid kit and a towel please?"

The large Clydesdale had his back turned for the moment, he listened while she complained but didn't much intervene unless she spoke to him. He shook his head when he turned to see what she had done this time to herself, trying not to chuckle as he knew what those claws were capable of in the past.

"Oh Kitty, here let me help you hun."

He said, grabbing a bar rag fresh from the box an slipping it under the paw while he pulled open the first aid kit. A few minutes pass while he worked on cleaning and bandaging up her paw. For a bartender, he certainly had many talents that have their uses whenever Darke is around. He might have enough merit to earn some type of degree, but he would never tell her that. Risk again comes to mind of those claws and what they've been known to do to several in the past. The only requirement of this gig for him was a good ear and that is what he stayed to for now. The whole time she was grumbling and hissing about how it hurt mixing it up with more complaints from work. Jonathon started to think what day it was as she was always more reliable than a calendar. Her rants spanned the entire week, but some were better than others, and he could recall a few and one of the poor bastards that got in the way of it. He wondered how that wolf liked his eye patch.

"On top of it all, it's like none of the guys there are interested in me! After Zig fucked up my fur from when I fucked hers up, I cant seem to get a guy to look twice at me, she really screwed me over on that one."

"But hun, I thought you said you have trouble with relationships all the time. I know it used to be one guy new every week with an excuse why the previous one left..."

"That's not the point! Look at me I'm a mess!"

She flailed her wounded paw about, and pointed out the rough or missing patches of fur still slowly growing back. Her tail was twitching more now then ever as she leaned back and sighed.

"I'm sorry.. i just..."

"Maybe I can help?"

There were several males that had also parked themselves in stools for the evening. Jonathon didn't like to play matchmaker, but it was just one of his many talents again that Darke bestowed upon him. He eyed each one of them closely. There was another feline, a tabby that held the same colorings of a calico and topaz shaded eyes. A mild build, but too shy and the business type and probably one that kisses his boss's ass. A mental note of that one would suggest by the fact he was indecisive of what to drink tonight as he had been at the counter for a half an hour would suggest she'd break him in five. Eight later and he'd be miles away without any remaining traces of his manhood intact.

Another was sitting several bar stools down. Another Clydesdale but much smaller than he was for sure. And this one looked more built than he was too. Would he be a perfect set up for Darke? It dawned on him that it might be, although he looked as he might actually break her in five. Eight later and he'd have his eyes clawed out, and not have any traces of his manhood intact.

Still one more suitor could be found at another stool in the corner. Jonathon had to squint his eyes as the male found a nice dark one to sit at and it was not easy for him to see. He examined what he could of him until he saw the male stick his neck out from the shadows an he was all to familiar to him.

"Amos how goes the eye?"

He called to the male sitting by himself. The ragged wolf merely cocked his head to the left side to scritch a claw at his throat to get rid of an itch and smiled back at him. As rugged as his looks were and with a smooth and silky pelt of fur on him, there was some charm to the beast and he had them in his voice. Jonathon would suggest this one might be suitable enough for Darke save for one problem. A single emerald eye remained while he wore an eye patch over his left. As to why anyone would handicap the wolf, but there was a good enough reason to who might have done it.

"Lotion's a bitch to apply to it, but it's better than listening to the one that gave it to me."

As if she didn't need any more fuel for her fire already. That last bit of dialogue only made the cat pissed off even more.

"Who the fuck are you to talk? You still have one left, or ya won't once I take a swing at it! How about your nuts next, or the thing right above it that ya call a dick? Not that it did ya much good for fucking."

Amos lowered his voice as some of the color left his features, a trait that any suspecting woman would gush at the opportunity to touch and play with. He took it upon himself to just shrug her off, even if it meant losing something else he cherished. A little bit of banter would do him some good and she always pissed him off as much as she did to him.

"You didn't complain when we did, but when was the last time you had a good fuck? Not like you can get much action from that mop you use to clean up everyone else's good time!"

"You fucker! I'll cut your sac and feed it to you right now!"

Darke nearly leapt from her seat, save for the fact she slammed her bandaged paw in the process against the table, causing her to howl all sorts of obscenities while Amos only laughed at her misfortune. The other two males looked rather terrified and went to other sides of the bar to get a drink to unwind.

"Goddamnit!"

"Darke, calm down hun. I don't want to have to take you home again like last time. I can't get in trouble again like that. I'm sure others wouldn't be as forgiving this time."

Jonathon tried to calm his friend down, patting her back and getting her a shot of tequila to quench that rage building up in her as he poured it quickly and placed it in front of her as she writhed in her anger.

"Drink up."

Darke takes the glass and downs the shot and doesn't as much flinch, still watching Amos from the other side of the counter with as much as a glare of death for the male. Amos started to get up and addressed Jonathon before setting off.

"Just add the drink to my tab, Johnny. You better keep her in check next time I come in. That bitch has some major issues."

"Watch your mouth, or you wont be coming back."

Jonathon crossed his broad arms as he waved the other patron goodbye and offered his sentiments to him for his business.

"Hun, you have to take it easy. There will always be others out there. You'll see, and you just have to find the right one."

"I know, hun but I guess I should go. It's been a long day and I have a double in the morning. For all we know those shitters will be clogged when I get there first thing. How many times are they going to throw their fucking condoms down there? There not water balloons!"

Jonathon could only laugh and he was able to see she did too for a moment. Even when the job was too much of a pain in the ass for her, there were times to say she couldn't be happier when she had something to complain about for it.

"Then they need you at their finest. No one can make good smut if the place already reeks of yesterday's material. Zigzag wouldn't allow it."

"Goodnight, hun. See you tomorrow. It's going to be a long day."

With that goodbye, Darke was nearly out the door as Jonathon moved her glass away an already began to clean it along with the rest of the front counter. He could only look as that dark furred shadow was gone in a mere few moments later.

Darke was now back outside and it had already become darker than what it was when she left the studio. She had only six hours of sleep at best and that was before she got anything else done that she needed to.

"Oh shit, I never got anything to eat!"

She felt herself say out loud as she didn't realize she left in such a hurry that all she had for herself was that shot and it wasn't settling well without anything else to occupy her stomach with.

"Fuck it. I don't have time. I better just be on my way and grab something when I get home. There has to be something left that I had in the fridge."

"It's too nice a night for someone like you to just settle for something at home."

Darke whirled around as she heard the deep male voice behind her, one should never try to sneak up on a cat.

"An just HOW do you think you could do that?"

"Do what?"

She hissed to the male. To which he just smiled at her in return politely and gave a shrug of his shoulders, as all he could do was stare into those eyes of the cat. The half of the moon that was visible above them shimmered brightly in the sky; giving him the view of only her eyes as the rest of her was like a shadow in the night, save for her clothing. He flashed a softer grin at the seemingly irritated and upset cat and the otter was not taken back by it.

"Well, first how about I introduce myself Mmm? The name is Nikaro, it's a pleasure to meet you."

And he without hesitation or resistance, held his paw out to the fussy feline. Darke just stared at him for the longest time. The 5'11" otter stood there silently, patiently waiting as she mulled over her decision.

"I don't feel interested from the kindness from strangers whoever you are."

"Isn't this the first step in not being one? Or would you rather that I just turned around and walk away right now? I hardly mind at all, but it was more fun to say something rather than nothing at all."

Wondering what the commotion was outside, Jonathon had left the front counter to take a look by slowly opening the door to which caused him to blink. Was he really seeing what he was seeing? It was strange, but rather surprising to see her talking with another guy. As she did this he had wondered if she was just setting him up for a hurtin' in mere seconds. There was some suspense to be had an he had a front row seat to it, thinking he just might need that first aid kit again shortly.

Darke was stunned; no one really ever came up to her first to introduce themselves. Usually things got around that she worked at the studio and that meant they could try to seduce her into bed that she would maybe get them acquainted with some of the performers at the studio. She shook her head softly, her ears lifted only a very little from her skull as she put her unbandaged paw in his much larger one.

"Darke, Darke Katt."

She managed between a somewhat icy yet slightly melted glare of her golden eyes over his muscular frame and blue eyes. She seemed to relax just a little, but one could never truly let her whole guard down as she waited for the questions to come into play about the studio, how she got to work there, what she did an if she could get autographs. Which, never came.

Jonathon's jaw nearly dropped. That was a first. Now it was becoming clear to him if he should have brought a camera instead as that was the only time he would probably see her unsheathe her claws without ripping into something first.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Miss Katt. Jonathon's friend Anailaigh told me about you and I was curious to come meet this sexy feline who seemed to always be sad an alone. Now, don't take offense to that I'm not going to try to get into your bed or beg you for autographs from the gals at the studio. I just would like you to know you have another friend out here, an if your willing id like to further our friendship."

'Friendship?' She barely even knew the male, let alone considered this acquaintanceship essential. She felt like a trapped wolf in need to amputate a limb to break free sever this binding and retreat elsewhere to calm herself down. Like she really needed to cater to the prick's salutation. She'd pay him a glare from her frigid stare, as he was no one in particular, a nobody. She could humor him if even for a little while, and it might pay off if it'll get him to leave any faster than the rest. He was only another jizz factory waiting to be cleaned up, and she'd have no more spunk on her feet this day.

"Tell ya what. Since you're not going to leave that easily, or you claim to want to be friends then do just that. Stick to your words and fetch me some food. Five minutes or less or be gone. And something that's not from Jonathon's fridge, no offense Johnny."

"None taken kitty."

Nikaro remained calm and still gave her that combative smile to that ice she was dishing out to him. Taking his hands behind his back after she retracted hers so hastily from him that he started to walk ahead of her now in no fear of any retaliation. It left Jonathon in awe back at the door as he watched what they were doing before both would start walking away from his angle. Whatever was about to happen she was either in for some trouble, or the poor bastard that decided to get mixed up with her.

Darke followed him and was ready for any sudden surprises, keeping her uninjured paw at the ready if needing to defend herself, as it wouldn't be the first time someone pretended to be nice to only be a pompous ass the following minute later. Time would tell if this one was no different. She felt compelled to ask as Nikaro couldn't be someone terrible if Jonathon knew him, but then again Jonathon set her up with Amos before too. For whatever reason it compelled her to know, what also needed to be obliged was her timer. She was getting hungry and if the otter couldn't deliver than he was of no use to her either way, she could always talk to Jonathon later on the subject. This otter better not be another hook up he had planned, he meant well but it just never worked out right.

"Is this place far, or are you going to need more than five minutes?"

"We're almost there. Trust me."

"Hands where I can see them, Nicky."

"It's Nikaro."

"Whatever. Food first, names later."

Nikaro nodded as he kept his pace steady, walking not too far ahead of her an still able to keep note of where he was leading her. This was his only chance to impress the cat and he couldn't blow it. He was going to go to the tavern tonight, but she changed his plans. Upon reaching an alley they needed to cross to save time he could only hear her gripes so closely behind him.

"Ha I knew it. You're fucking lost."

"We are almost there, but we need to get through there first."

"Clock's ticking, Nicky and I'm not going to be raped and thrown in a dumpster. You better find another way around or I'm going home. I still need to put more gas in my car unless your pockets carry unleaded."

"Trust me. You look like you still have one good paw, and from the way I saw Amos coming out of the bar bitching, if he really needs company and I screw up, you can let me join him."

"Fine, but I pick what part I get to take, it's not your choice."

"Alright then, let's go."

Nikaro flashed her a soft smile from over his shoulder, as he took the lead again and jogs with her as they run through the alley. Darke was surprised as he was quite the sprinter as much as she. They both had a very engaging race to what was a small outdoor café down the next block. She was again amazed by him, but wouldn't let him know it, no not just yet. This male had some use after all and not just for fucking like the others did.

"Good boy. Now if I ever need directions I know I have you to thank. This is a nice restaurant, are you sure you can afford it?"

"Oh I'm fine. I have plenty of cash on hand, otherwise why would I have been outside the tavern?"

"Because all the loose women have already been fucked on the street corners?"

"Everyone has to have a hobby."

Nikaro winked after his last comment, and pulled the door open for her waiting until she had entered first.

"You first M'lady Katt."

He said, sweeping a paw foreword and then following behind her as she cautiously stepped beyond the doors threshold into a softly dim lit room. The smell of food made her good paw rest on her growling stomach as she purred softly, not too loud but loud enough for someone super close to hear. He pulled out a chair for her to sit, and smiled at her again he was a true gentleman and this had Darke stumped. She smiled very very subtle, and shook her head before taking her seat.

He took his from across the way from her, giving her some space as he then proceeded to order both of them salads and some diet soda. He could tell by her figure that something light would be best for the time of night it was coming to an she didn't object to it. Darke was able to share a laugh with him from the comment earlier, after taking several bites of her salad, engorging herself from the free meal. It had been a long time since someone just took the time like this without it leading to some other incentive. She was already waiting for his request for a good blow, but tucked that thought in the back of her mind for now as he looked only interested in his salad too, eating it while she was eating her own.

"They do, an you made a good one by making me come here. Whatever job ya have outside of this you could be a tour guide."

"Maybe I could, but... Darke tell me more about your job as it has to be fascinating somewhat? You are around everyone at the studio, thru the shoots and get to see so much it has to be."

"I wouldn't say that an I don't wish it on anyone, hun. It's either that or whore yourself out in front of the camera and that's no life for anyone. I don't see myself ever doing something like that."

Darke dug into her salad more vengefully with her fork, stabbing at the tomatoes that were hidden amongst the assorted types of lettuce throughout the plate. The moon shimmered brightly through the window in which they sat in front of, making her dark pelt seem to glow with a softness. Nikaro smiled at her as he noted her beauty magnified in the moonlight.

"You could be right, Darke but life always has much more if you're willing to find it. Sometimes it just takes the right perspective to see it."

"It's a thoughtful sentiment, but a wasted one. Life can and will bring ya down, and if you're not careful will shit on you until you're dead. Lessoned learned, lesson two is not to fuck with those that will come back to haunt ya. No other advice is better."

"That could be right too, Da-"

"Look it was a nice night, an we could do it again sometime, but right now I have to go home, grab some sleep because I've got a double shift in six hours. Thanks for the meal, it's been fun."

Darke tried to explain after finishing her salad and drink from the commentary shared, but now she had no time left, or was lying at this point to brush him off for now. It felt better to do so for her, she already told him more than anyone else did before they had a go for her back at her place an tonight she was just not going for it.

"Will I see you again?"

Darke would stop as she soon found he was quick to rise and be right at her side as she was about to leave. Those blue eyes as if begging for another chance from the otter's own smile politely, but with a calm of brevity found within the gaze. She rolled the idea in her mind for a moment. The silence again was filled between them while the café was closing up shop. They too were readying to go home as the raccoon manager waved them off after he paid the bill. They both took to walking back down the alley together by fortune would have it. Not a word was spoken until they were out of it.

"Another time perhaps, but don't hold your breath. We live in two different worlds and I have a lot of cleaning up to do, literally. We'll see. Maybe your words on life might not be so wrong after all."

She gave him a slightly bigger smile then before, those fangs lit up in the moonlight night. Nikaro could only nod quietly on the sentiment, but he was not discouraged. That was the kindest thing she had spoken to him all night and that had to be a good thing, perhaps he was breaking through that tough outer shell Jonathon had warned him of. She was not trying to get rid of him so easy, or was she? Right now he didn't know.

The rest of Darke's night was uneventful. Fill up the car, scrape up nothing to eat and pay a few bills that needed to be paid. She liked the thought of having electricity so made sure to make out a check for that and for her phone. The apartment would need both these essentials even if her fridge was lacking much to eat. She was home again, and it was where she wished to be. Darke had much on her mind, now there was someone new in the picture that gave her more to think about. He wasn't ugly or even material for the studio, but it lead much to what she could see as decent right now. That bar to her was pretty slim to most. Males were total pigs, or brainless and useless or just pigs. She shook her head and laughed as she thought about the past few hours' events, on either finding herself lucky or a setup for her to just fail again.

There was never a between, or was there? There had been at times in her past and cleaning out her shower like she would for the ones on Zig's sets only set more of her memories ablaze to what had happened before. Was this the second apartment she moved to because she couldn't scrape the memories away? The old one reeked of deceit. Its scent would never leave her, causing her to move. Darke rested a paw against the curtain and slid the digits along the softness the fabric had before slowly turning on the faucet and allowing it to run until she had the right temperature. She had no time to dwell on the past. It was done, over with.

Running fingers over her fur did she stop at her breasts, giving them a once over with her claws and lightly touching the peaks. She was beautiful and had thought of ZigZag's opinions about joining the cast and how much it weighed in on the life she would have. Taking another glance around the bathroom that was clean to her standards, it was dressed up in feminine pleasantries to give it that touch that she couldn't have at work to what she was in all day, but it was nowhere as luxurious as her counterparts who worked in front of the cameras. Slowly she freed herself from her daily bind of clothing an as if another weight came free from her shoulders. Another sigh rolling free from the cat's lips as she places her paw off the obsidian colored curtain and shields herself from the rest of the world when she fully enters the shower, leaving her clothes strewn about the floor.

The water had reached the soothing jet as she always awaited upon when getting home. Her fur doused and matted to her skin except for several areas still exposed from where Zig had her fun with her. They were only blemishes to an already alluring body of fur in her possession. It was like the rain. Her troubles for now were only like the slow patting of the water running down her naked body. Paws, nose, shoulders, neck, waist would all absorb it and feel some of the sorrows slipping away down the drain with the rest of the water that did not cling to her fur at once. Darke was peaceful like this when it was just her and she was thankful for it. She would lather some shampoo and conditioner and work with her hair, molding it precisely how she may try for it to look in the morning. The childish fun would not last long, as her mind was weary and still full of everything of the day's events including the words that Amos had spoken to her an then the kind offerings of Nikaro to finish the evening off.

How long has it been since another touched her? She recalled the last good time she had and how special it was. She was in control, riding that zesty lapine that said he was the "fastest thing alive". He was harder than many she encountered. The way his hips gyrated while his length pulsed and throbbed against her vagina, that veined piece of raw flesh forced its way countless times to be drawn into her to be filled so tightly an forced to swallow so much at one time.

Her name called out from under the sheets, the taste of his seed against the back of her mouth an how he graciously his spunk rode on her tits when he pressed that cock between them and unloaded.

Darke swirled with those delicious memories and felt herself shudder from being so restless. She was stressed out an needed to unwind an she couldn't sleep, finding herself upon her bed. A paw was along her crotch and was already along the folds and spreading them. A moan leaves her soft lips as she notices her bandaged one was still sore, which meant the other was being sinfully naughty. She closed her lids, fluttering her eyelashes an allowed it to explore. Farther it stretched her lining and played with her clit, rubbing the tip of one digit while another pressed the inside, becoming moist from her nectar. Her bandaged hand still had use by a slow brushing along her breasts. Like a feather it moved along each mound, hardening the tips of her nipples to fine points that further excited her. Darke's breathing grew more rapid as she moved her head back and moaned louder, forcing her paw against her crotch to move faster, rocking her hips back and forth. Her bed's sheets now bunches and bundles under her writhing and lust, scent driven to give herself bliss.

This has been Darke's ritual many nights alone an without a good partner has been one she has been proud of behind closed doors as her sweat filled body would be on par to the wanton shared with a potential lover an with none to suit her she just had to make due. It was not over yet and she would allow herself some air before continuing. Though she wished still, with all her heart for someone to love on her the way she does..

To get her off, she had her toys an tonight was no different. A good sized, neon green dildo did wonders for her lonely nights. She moved it against the pads of her feet around the length of the phallus, rubbing it back and forth with them. The image enough to make her damp with desire, slowly moving it from between her paws with her good one and takes a slow like of the tip, half expecting a surprise of cum to tickle her tongue. None tonight to her dissatisfaction, but not for the taste of the rubber cock. Darke would kneel on her bed now, spreading her legs while hiding that precious piece of plastic within her good paw. Even though she had no physical partner, there was some justice to be on top of things. Raising the piece once more, slowly that tongue descends the length of the plastic pleasure bringer an she brings the idol home to her cunt, guiding the tip into the passage before bringing the entire piece to the base into her.

Her good paw at work to keep it level, she'd ride it while moaning as loud as she could, feeling more moisture ebb onto her paw as it tried to keep it level on the rocking of the bed. Darke's body was starting to shudder over an over in pleasure and could barely keep the cock in place as she bounced on it, moaning over and over. Pillows would fall off the sheets from the heavy rocking, claws digging into the blankets to keep her from moving. Her climax building higher and higher until finally a rush of warmth in her body an she releases all over the toy in a panted bliss. Darke's eyes close as she collects herself, squeezing the cock like it was part of her lover.

"You did good, baby but I need to sleep."

She murmured before passing out, the toy slipping shortly after from her clutch and rolled off the edge of the bed.

** 2**

** Prelude to a Waltz**

"Oh god yes!"

"Harder, baby mmmmm...run that dick against my ass. Pound it, pound it harder!"

"Ugh...you're so tight. Let me feel your tits against my face. Just a bit of that honey."

"Fill me up, Ronnie! Oh fuck me...harder...don't stop."

The silver mane wolf was nearly knotted inside the tight walls of the golden retriever. Her coal eyes glistened from the way he stretched her folds, sloshing her fluids against his ever-growing phallus inside of her. Yips and groans given by his lover between breaths as he clenched her throat between his fangs as pleasure throttled his innards. Ice-cold blues would look upon her coat as hands massaged the mounds. She was sleek and radiant, or was that from the way the embers of flame radiated from the fireplace upon her features? Tits like stone manifested on the female as he pressed her ass into the sheets. One of her hands held the bedpost for support while the other did a fine job at fondling his sac as it swayed against her asshole.

"Ah...ah...ahhh..."

"Yeah, baby just like that, let me hear you say my name, Carla."

She could smell his pre and the air was dense of pheromones. If it were not for the fireplace she would already be an inferno within. He was ravaging her, claiming her like his kind would. They had met at the local club and just hit it off. After a few gelatin shots and a bottle of whiskey, they were back at her place for a good fuck. It was already two hours into their little escapade that she was brimming with energy and more feelings for the male and only wanted him to remain there. She had already sucked him off for a good hour as he rimmed her ass for the last thirty. She anticipated this more than anything. She loved the fact his lips were so entwined with her throat, and she could feel his tongue against her neck and stroking it with tenderness. He had to care more than the others she had been with. It was so clear.

"Ugh..."

He groaned.

"Ronnie..."

She murmured, her body throwing spasms from his elongated process of ramming his rod farther up her slit. Her body working to grab him and keep him within as they both moaned as one.

He crunched and worked his tight, chiseled abs as he pushed his base farther against that slit to make her quiver, releasing the hold on her neck to gain air into his lips from his lungs. Breath for breath, he would trickle kisses in along the side of her face, before plunging his own tongue inside that crevice she called a mouth and swabbed a good suckling of it.

Her moans would grow louder as she found herself moving that hand from his balls back to his length whenever he would slide out of her for reprieve. The feeling of that fuck stick within her fingertips gave her comfort. It was moist from their love making, but hard as stone for how much he wanted her causing her to have the same lust that dribbled freely from her body. Her scent had to have reached him during all of this just to entice that same level of cravings she had. She was the hunter in this, not him. A slick coating of her essence would coat his length as she ruptured her orgasm. With each new penetration he gave her, she wallowed in the blissful union to shudder more in his grasp. The putty any male would desire out of a perfect confidant in the bedroom.

"mmmmm...."

"Just a.. bit.. more, Carla."

He couldn't be happier. He's able to get his rocks off from a fine piece of ass. It wouldn't be long now until he'd have to bust his nut. She was a fine lay and he knew he had her, there was hardly any struggle now or limitations to what he could do. Pulling out of her to some dismay from his partner, he climbed upon her waistline and got to his knees. Just in time to shove that mass between her mounds and start pumping. In her own glee she massaged the tip of his member with tongue and suckled it to the base. His moans would fill her ears as she worked more into him, allowing him to fuck her throat as she grasped her mounds from the edges to remain part of their fantasy.

She swirled that tongue farther along the underside of that shaft and licked that delicious sample he shared with her, speeding up until he would be ready. His clawed fingertips would pull at her long strands now and tug for support as she face fucked his cock. Unable to speak, she'd finally release the massive member when the pressure was just right.

"Fuck..."

"Mmmfff...Do it baby."

She was only able to sputter the words out as the wolf's spunk made contact with her face and mounds. A close up given to the finished product as his fluids would spatter across her once pristine features, now coated with the male's ejaculation. She would lick at the tip of his sex and give it a good suckle to collect more of the tasty treat before allowing more of it to drizzle off her chest, landing on the bedspread beneath.

"Ok. Cut you two that's a wrap fine work, Zeke. Charlene take five to get cleaned up."

A voice would boom from behind a camera and a chair. The lights were now bright and the fireplace is soon snuffed of its brilliant flame as two individuals walk out to hand the stars towels and robes.

"You were great, Zeke. Maybe try to work on your timing a bit more for next time. You didn't go as deep as you did in the opening."

Charlene said while gargling some mouthwash and spitting out his spunk into a provided cup as immediately she was surrounded by a few stylists to clean her up and she was soon back in robes, as was he.

"Haha. Good one, Charlene. Remind me not to invite you into my trailer later, or was that not something you wished to take me up on until after lunch?"

Zeke replied with a grin as he closed his light blue robe and readied to walk off the set, waiting for her.

"Oh you'd like that, but you already owe me for two. So let's go."

She smirked and gave him a wink, closing her black robe and walking past Darke in the process.

"Do be a dear and make sure you clean the bed thoroughly this time and make sure to get silk sheets and not satin. This set nearly chaffed my ass, hun."

She said and walked out with what appeared to be her beau. The way that Charlene grabbed Zeke's ass there was something going on off sight, but Darke didn't really give a shit and huffed. If it wasn't for the director there she would have kicked her ass.

The bell would sound off again for everyone to clear the set, to which they did as uniformly possible and leaving Darke all to herself amidst the cluster of bodies that moved without as much of speaking a word to her, other than the passerby that would utter what she needed to do better.

"Try to see what you can do about that smell too, we have another shoot in two hours."

The producer chimed in as they exited, leaving Darke alone in an empty room.

It was another usual day for Darke. Cleaning materials, check. Uniform, check. Cue the orgasms from both leads, check. Darke grimaced at what would be the afternoon's work. It was a bedroom of all places. These were never easy to clean and could take as much as three hours to an entire day depending on how much work needed to be done. She really served two functions from being a janitor, perhaps by Zig's own doing as a maid as well. There was not much to argue about it as her budget was tight as it was. Having all her materials on a cart once more, the assortment of cleaners and rags and other necessities, she was back in the room. Her thoughts dwindled on her view of the sheets. It was a wonder any of them could ever stay clean in a place like this. It had to be those two on the set this time, she knew it. Trying not to get too furious at the smell of coitus, she quickly used a can of disinfectant to spray about and rid the stench. While wearing a pair of gloves, she removed the sheets. Good. There wasn't too much semen on these and they wouldn't need too much of a wash thankfully. That much she could live with.

Extracting the sheets was easy, but where they had to go next was another chore. Whenever sheets needed to be cleansed, it was always to the cleaners. Most brands used for the movies in the studio were not cheap and the materials had to be handled delicately at all times. Darke remembered a few times (and a few paychecks) the hard way as to dealing with them. As soft as they were, not ordinary means could be used, and she's had her share of tearing them and being forced to retrieve replacement sheets that held the same criteria. It was a good thing Zig kept plenty identical sets of any set the studio managed at all times. This much Darke could handle.

First, she disposed of the dirty sheets in special bags marked for the service company that would take them, and with peace of mind too once she had them in the appropriate bin for delivery. Once that was completed, it was to storage. This itself was worth her job, it was a museum. Of fine taste and fashion sense, Zig carried no less what were the finest satin and silks that could be laid, or fucked on. Darke could spend hours in this part of the studio alone, and had done so at times as she imagined what her own bedroom could use from the very same patterns and array of sets (several she owned). There were many she could never own herself, at being how expensive the ones in the corner she was navigated to nowhere.

"Emerald, jade...no sea green...sea green are we out of sea green?"

Darke mumbled as she played with several jade colored sheets, trying to find the sea green ones that matched precisely what was used on set.

"008756...757...759... no 758...fuck."

Darke mumbled again as she had scribbled down the numbers from the tag of the sheet. Another clever system derived from Zig's many departments of the studio was with fashion, every piece be it clothing or furniture or décor had an item for inventory. This way, there would never be confusion again on purpose of scenes having to be re-shot due to inconsistent wardrobe or sets. There were still those "mishaps" from the set of "The Boss's Pension: Anal Subordinates".

"Damnit...fucking shit, can one thing be in place here. Where's the sea green sheets?!"

She hissed and ground her fangs. There was one thing to being able to browse the selection, but when the job needed to be done, it was more annoying with the items not there when they should be. Of course, there were more places they could be and she may find them just yet if she was lucky.

"Maybe you should try under the stack of forest green first, doll."

"Who? Oh Jett what are you doing here?"

"I'm just back from my lunch break, hun you should come and see me for some tea in an hour and we can catch up. It's been a busy week."

"You don't know the half of it."

She sighed and after taking Jett's advice, she found it hidden under a pile of the darker green sheets.

"Why are they here?"

"Another inventory check, hun. I have to get everything up to Zigzag's inspection in a few days. There have been reports of things missing all over the studio."

"So how many reports have there been?" Darke asked him, tapping her right foot impatiently as she tries to find the missing sheets.

"Four already, and Zig is not too happy with it, hun. It costs the studio money to replace them. Now I know I can trust you as you see things around here others don't, but you should keep an eye out for anything suspicious."

Jett said as he patted a few stray locks of hair from his auburn eyes. The highlighted strands of sapphire blended with the natural black parted over the right side of his scalp. Jett was trendy and loved to keep not only himself but the others in the studio on the latest of fashion. He was the "guru of the set". That reputation was not easy to come to at first, as several hurdles of fellow stylists and wardrobe providers were his seniors. It wasn't until he designed Zigzag's dark lavender sequins dress of diamonds used in "Ass Bangers of Planet C" that he finally got the recognition he deserved. There was not a jaw dropped in the room at Zig's natural beauty and grace seen through the nearly transparent gown. The movie grossed surprisingly well and by the fashions used alone. It was praised by critics alike for the beauty displayed throughout. Not only did he become lead designer of the latest fashions, but was in charge of managing the sets and wardrobe used in many of the following productions.

The hyena merely smiled as he then adjusted his sleeveless peach silk shirt and went back to hunting more patterns that were needed for another set. He watched as Darke found the sheets she needed and the smile across her face.

"See, hun. Not too difficult, but I'll make sure they're back in order after inventory has been done. Be sure to keep a look out for me if you notice anything."

"I will. Thank you, Jett."

She said with a sigh of relief she could get the rest of her work done for that set, scurrying to take the sheets back as she went to work on the rest of the bedspread until the set was back to its spotless nature. That in itself was a relief. If there was one thing Darke couldn't stand was a filthy set. She knew it would only be a short amount of time that the cleanliness would last when she saw the next couple already readying for the next scene in the room. Her jaw went agape when she saw the setup of what would happen next. A large Clydesdale entered and he was only wearing a robe along with a lioness in tow. It didn't take much to figure out what would be in the near future with an equine in the mix of a scene.

"I better get the bucket and mop..."

She trailed off, listening to the idle banter of the two stars while cameras were being setup. Lights were then shined to get the adequate sunlight effect. The scene in question was only noon and Darke could tell how it was going to already play out by who wrote it.

The bed was only a mere backdrop, as the fireplace was off for this scene, but she had to set up more pillows on the rug by it. If she were to wager on exactly what was being used, there would be many anal positions with the promise of a tit fuck. With the size of the male for the shoot it was going to be expected. So where would she have to clean after? The mantle? The drapes, or would it happen to be the rug itself? That would be the worst one of all, but she knew any of them would be a hassle. This asshole that was on the set loved to piss her off too, didn't she just clean his spooge off the wall two days ago? Fantastic.

Darke let her imagination run wild for a moment. She had the materials, cleaning products for after the scene all ready on her trusty cart. Her mind going off on its own to the fantasy she knew played out well a hundred times...

"Darwin that conference is all the way on the other side of the world."

"I know, but if I do not go, what about the peace talks of the providence? They'll all have been for waste and the refugees will die."

"Must you talk business now? How long will I have to wait until we are in the same room? Share a glance, a smile an embrace?"

"You talk nonsense, love. You make it like I'll never return every time."

"But then from what we do, you always come back to me. Afraid I'll love some one else?"

"You could say that, or maybe I want you to fuck no one else, Irene."

"So what are you waiting for, stud? Doesn't your pen have enough ink?"

"It does. I am only debating where to start."

"Leave the business etiquette for the office. I'm not your secretary. "Fuck me."

He could only watch as she sunk to her knees. So much for debate or diplomacy, it was all action. Unfolding and unzipping his suit like a sacred parchment, freeing him as her digits started to play with his length. In a matter of moments, her tongue now joined in the festivities, licking the underside from the base to the head at a turtle's pace. His eyes felt to roll back in his head when her mouth finally placed upon that tip, licking the crevice, plunging inward as the rest of her tongue rolled against the width. Groans were uttered at larger intervals as she struggled to take every inch of that phallus into her throat, stopping to fend off the reflex and drizzle more saliva onto his meat.

"Awful tense aren't you, baby?"

She murmured, licking across that bulging rod. Its veins visible with the increasing blood flow as it rocked in her grasp.

"Why don't you sit down if you don't like to stand?"

"I like your enthusiasm. Why should I go overseas again?"

He runs several digits in along her strands of hair, parting it at the right to see those hues beneath.

"Because each trip makes you a better lover, baby. You better have booked the later flight."

She growls and teethes on the tip of his girth, working her gums now into the vacuum she creates around him, sliding her mouth back and forth. She works her neck into the rhythm of air and suction, letting the movement of her muscles within her throat work him like a stream. The farther he gets only brings more pressure against that dick.

"Shit, hun...I will have to leave in the early morning. That gives us plenty of times to practice."

He takes her advice and takes a seat on the rug, sliding his shoes off to get more comfortable, giving her a better angle to work with as her head slides between his knees now and she speeds up, forcing him to moan every few breaths when she begins her suction again.

Her mind snaps back into place as she nearly goes sprawling face first on the stone floor; the water bucket once full was now empty as it seemed to spring a leak.

"God damnit! Not tonight.."

She whined with a soft growl as she paused in her actions and ran back to the closet for some towels. More shit she'd have to wash but it was better then breaking her face on the stone and having to explain it in the morning.

Towel after towel sopping wet upon the floor as she throws them into a heavy-duty trash bag and heads to the washer in the janitor's room. Her stomach growling just as loudly as she herself is, spiteful words being spat at inanimate objects as they ruin her daydream and give her an extra hour of work to do.

3

Take a good look

** **

Just five hours after getting home the alarm goes off, reaching from under the sheets for the alarm clock she fumbles until it's finally knocked off the desk and hanging by the cord. Growling she wakes and stumbles out of bed heading tiredly for her bathroom, growling just a bit more as she notices the heavy bags under her eyes and just exactly what time it was.

"7:13 AM?! SHIT! I'm going to be late!"

With less than 40 minutes before she has to be to work she fumbles about the bathroom from turning on the shower, to actually getting in washing up, brushing teeth, and of course brushing her fur. By the time that's all said and done it's already 7:30 and she's got to be at work in 15 minutes. Growling more as she runs around getting dressed, quickly grabbing her keys from the table and slamming the door shut behind her.

Of course, this panic mode she had set herself into this morning only seemed to get worse as she slammed the door shut on her coat. Not realizing this until she gets jerked backwards,

"WHAT THE FUCK?!"

She whirred around quickly only to hear a ripping sound and then take note of her coat corner caught in the locked door. Growling rather loudly now, pissed beyond anything like she was minutes ago her claws fling from their sheaths and make quick contact with the jacket. Seconds later she was in her car, grinding her teeth an peeling out of her parking space with a tattered an shredded coat.

Turning her speakers up on high as she blazed down the highway, she finally had begun to relax a little bit with her favorite song hitting the airwaves. That was when she noticed the red and blue flashing behind her. Tears of frustration now match the claw marks in the steering wheels leather as she pulled over and sat, awaiting the officer to approach her vehicle while spewing lewd things to no one in particular.

Jumping out of her fur as the officer rapped on her window, she rolled it down and sighed. It was clear she was frazzled, the young doe smiled at her

"License and registration please miss"

"Here you go officer, I'm sorry"

She said leaning heavy back into her seat as she handed the documents over and watched the officer walk back to her vehicle. After a few moments the officer returned, and began writing something on her pad

"Look, you were going 90 in a 70, I'm going to cut you some slack as you seem to be having a bad morning. But you will still be getting a ticket. It's going to be $100, and that's $200 cheaper then what it could have been alright? Just make sure you watch your speedometer better, even if your upset it will save you money and probably your life alright miss?"

Darke nodded softly, gave a weak smile profusely giving the officer thanks as she took the ticket an stuffed it into her purse,

"Yes ma'am, I'm very sorry thank you for understanding."

She tried to smile but only succeeded half way, as the officer tipped her hat and walked back to her patrol car. Katt grumbled as she pulled out onto the road again, finally pulling up to the studio and bolting from the car as she was now ten minutes late.

"WHERE THE HELL IS DARKE?!!!"

She could hear from down the hall, as she didn't bother to put on the janitors outfit for the moment and sprinted her way down with mop and bucket in quick tow with her. Out of breath and tail agitatedly twitching she managed a deep breath,

"Here! Here! So sorry... sorry."

She began mopping the bedside floor an ripping sheets from the bed as quickly as she could while getting the third degree from the actors, biting back retorts as she was just so very near to saying something that she would surely lose her job over. Thankful at least that it hadn't been Zig, that could have been a bit worse. As she began to finish the last of the floor and make her way to the hall closet for clean sheets, she couldn't help but wonder what her life was coming too. Cleaning up others cum messes, throwing away stained sheets and condom wrappers for others yet never seeming to get very far in her own life. With love or without it she was lonely, and not sure what she should do about it.

Her mind began to wander to Nikaro, the sweet man who despite her nasty attitude toward him continued to get back to her. Cards in her mail, little notes at the bar and even a gentle message left on her windshield. She smiled a little bit at the thought of him and then shook herself out of it, there was no way she had time to get involved let alone any of her heart left to give... or so she thought. Finally with a new set of sheets on the bed, and a liner in the trash she could get properly dressed and get back to her routine.

She pondered how many gallons of cum she cleaned up on a daily basis as she put on her hat to finish the ensemble she was wearing, and wish she hadn't thought much on it as what little in her stomach was soon on her shoes. What the hell was wrong with her? Shaking her head as she thought she was acting a bit pregnant but, she knew that wasn't the case after all she hasn't slept with anyone in a long time. After mopping up her own mess, she started sorting the sheets again both by thread count and color wondering if today would be a longer shift then normal as her stomach reminded her it was again empty an demanded to be filled. It was only 8:30, and there was no way she could leave before noon which just seemed to piss her off all the more. Bad sleep, no food, late for work and a ticket to top it all off with was just too much for one girl in one day to take with very much grace.

Katt had very little grace, and it was hard to find it even though it existed. The familiar bell ring of another scene shoot finishing was her cue for another clean up, in which this time she responded to immediately after this mornings shenanigans she wasn't about to have Zig on her tail. Making that 'ugh' face as she made it to the set, she bit her lip as this was a horse on horse and as we all are aware of horses cum gallons. Its as if the mare hadn't received any of it though, it was on the wall, the floor, of course the bed, the table an lamp next to the bed an even the ceiling.

"Damnit Avery cant your keep it to least the wall or the bed?!"

She growled loudly as she stomped off to the closet to get some more cleaning supplies as she had a good thirty minutes of work ahead of her. As good and quick as she was at the cleanup, it was much harder to get off the ceiling and required a scraper, a sponge and ladder. As she moved to turn the light off, she noticed a box with a note on it. Curious as cats usually were, she pulled the envelope from the box and opened it

"Dearest Darke,

_ _

I know you probably didn't eat this morning, if even last night.

Here is something I thought you would love, maybe even enjoy.

_ _

-N"

_ _

Now who in the world...

"Nikaro!"

She face pawed as she finally put the initial together with the person and smiled again, but only temporarily. Her stomach rumbled as delicious scents wafted through the air to only tempt her to see what was inside, however she had to wait as she had a big.. no a huge mess to clean up! Shaking her head to hefted that ladder in one arm, sponges in the other as she returned to the scene of one giant mess.

It took nearly a full thirty minutes to scrub everything down and put fresh back into the room, which only made her more frazzled but the promise of a nice warm meal she didn't have to cook made her rush back to the closet, and tear open the box - carefully. Murring softly as she smiled, clasping her hands together in a sort of innocent school girl moment before shaking herself out of it and digging into the warm bowl of chicken and shrimp teriyaki!

The day slowly ebbed into night, as things slowed down she was sent home.

4

Love don't cost a thing. Or does it?

** **

It was noon, and her telephone rang and it startled Katt. Swearing lightly under her breath she answered it without looking at the caller ID.

"Katt! Hey its Anailaigh, how are you doing?"

She hadn't spoke to her in about a week, she gave a soft smile

"Ana! Hey, I'm doing ok. How's things with yourself?"

"Oh fine, just fine. So, word on the block is you're seeing someone now?"

Anailaigh asked, hopeful her friend has finally found someone worth being with.

"Uhmm..uh.. well... kinda, I'm not real sure about that just yet."

"You know, Nikaro's a friend of mine he'll treat you right if you'll just let him."

From the other end of the phone, Katt smiled softly knowing that if it came from Anailaighs mouth it was the truth. She gave a soft relaxed not so annoyed sigh,

"He's a friend of yours? Are you trying to set me up or something? You know damn well I'm not a charity case Ana"

"Easy Katt, you know damn well I know that. I just think you need yourself a good man who can treat you right in all the ways all the time... you know? I've seen you mope around town, I can tell your lonely you cant hide things from your best friend you should know this since we were little."

Rubbing her forehead with another sigh she gave a slight nod,

"I know Ana, I know. I just, well you know all the shit I've been through and well frankly I don't want to get hurt anymore. But, I will tell you I am starting to fall for Nik we've already had one date an there's a possible second on the wind."

Anailaigh giggled softly,

"I know hun, remember I know both you and Nikaro - he's told me everything he's been doing for you and things he plans on doing if you decide to see him ever again. Don't let him, or yourself down... don't let him get away, you really should see him again and be nicer ya know?"

"Fine.. fine ill give him another shot, I do like him an he hasn't you know... been trying things like the others I've been with. He's never asked me for any models pictures or signatures amongst everything else, he is really a gentle-fur."

"Mhmmm, that's Nikaro for you. Just don't hold yourself hostage too much ok? Life can't get better if you cage it in."

"Yeah, yeah.. ok Ana I'll try. But don't you dare tell him I think about giving him another shot. He's got to stay on edge for a lil while longer. Promise me."

"I promise, just promise you wont be too mean.. remember things like that can push people away if they are always met with a wall of disdain."

"Ok Ana, I get it. See you next weekend for our movie night still right?"

"Of course, wouldn't miss it even if I was sick ya know"

Ana and Katt smiled at that as they said their goodbyes for now, and hung up. Katt found herself humming a soft tune as she worked her way up to the shower, letting herself get lost in the soft drumming of the water against the shower tiles as she stepped in and drenched her cares away. Not one to usually spend much time in the shower, Darke spent a good hour this time doing every girly thing she could pretty much think of that involved great feminine hygiene. Giggling softly as she thought at how ridiculous this was, but continued to do it never the less as she stepped out of the shower covering up in a towel as she stood before her bathroom mirror and looked at the spread of things upon the counter.

Brush, comb, scissors, lipstick, perfume, hairspray, curling iron... things she had been given as gifts or bought when she was younger an for some reason never got rid of were laid out in some sort of cosmetic nightmare for the cat.

"What am I thinking? Is he really worth all this?"

She spoke aloud to herself an waved her paw over the items with a soft sigh an shrug,

"I guess so, otherwise I would have trashed these things long ago... but enough talking to yourself if you had a roommate she'd think you were crazy"

She smirked to herself as she finished preening herself, making her hair curly an bouncy with all the hairspray she's placed into it to keep its hold. Laughing at herself in the mirror as the dark pink lipstick coats her lips, curious as to why she even likes pink as much as she did. Tying a small pink bow to the tip of her tail, she shut the light off and made her way down to the phone in the kitchen.

"Where did.. I leave.. that number"

She grumbled as she shuffled through her large Mary-Poppins like purse before giving up and just dumping it onto the kitchen table instead. The small rolled up, stained piece of paper rolled between her keys and lip balm. Uncrinkling the small paper wad, she punches in the number and waits for an answer.

"Hello?"

The semi deep voice of Nikaro came over the phone as she spoke rather quickly,

"Nik, its Katt. If you want another shot, Jonathon's bar tonight at 9. Don't be late or I'm done."

She said abruptly an then hung up without giving him a chance to respond, this made Nikaro smile and chuckle to himself. He was slowly getting to her, biding his time he would play her game for the most part with his own game piece in there somewhere. Looking at the clock it was only 2pm, but he wished it were 9 already he wasn't sure what she had planned aside from drinks - what else did you really do at a bar if you weren't 'picking' up someone? Nikaro smiled as he had already won half the battle, he never thought she'd call so soon on her own and wondered if Anailaigh had anything to do with it. Punching in her number, he gave her a buzz.

"Hey Nik, what's up?"

She said with a smile.

"Not much, you'll never guess who just called me."

"Hmmm, the president?"

"Nope. Darke Katt. Did you have anything to do with that?"

"Maybe she's coming around finally.. told you to hang in there. No, I haven't talked to Katt in awhile. Besides, like I told you Katt has her own way of doing things. I may be her best friend, but it don't mean she listens to me on dating all that much, she's been hurt way to much to listen to anyone else but herself on that matter."

"Hrrmmm.. ok, well she called, and like demanded I meet her at the pub at 9 tonight. And if I was late don't bother to pursue her anymore. *chuckles* then she hung up, I couldn't get a word in at all."

"Yea, that's Katt. She's got her mind set on something. Though I honestly can't tell you what, you'll just have to learn her on your own. But like I suggested keep a medical kit handy, she's got claws an can get frisky at a moments notice."

Ana giggled, knowing that frisky was a nice way of putting 'use of ones claws without hesitation or warning to shred someone'. She wondered what her friend was planning tonight; she only demanded things in that manner when she planned on having some fun. Having fun used to be at the expense of both parties, but lately for the past few years that's been at the expense of the males who've attempted to get close to her.

"Alright Ana, thanks I'll let you know how it goes if I survive tonight."

He chuckled as she gave him a little more pep talk before hanging up for the night.

Darke waited for the clock to hit 8 before taking off to the bar, saddling up to her favorite seat at the bar. The whistles that echoed through the bar made Katt glare around at the patrons, and it caught Jonathon off guard as he heard the ruckus turning to see what all the racket was about he dropped a shot glass and it shattered as it rolled off his hoof an hit the tiled bar floor.

"Katt? Kitten is that really you?"

She gave a wicked smirk, the classic Darke Katt smile an nodded softly. The warm scent of vanilla and lavender wafted through the air, even the usually well-behaved stallion had to adjust his stance. A sudden hard-on can do that to a guy.

"Whoa, what's the occasion?"

"I'm meeting Nikaro here in an hour."

He nodded, and laughed softly

"An hour eh? Seems you both had the idea of arriving early."

The large stallion pressed closer to the bar, hiding his larger then life erection as he gave a soft nod to the barely lit booth in the quiet corner.

"He's been here for ten minutes. Seems he is so into you, he doesn't want to take the chance of being even seconds late."

"I'm flattered Jonathon."

He stumbled over his words, blushing just a bit and gave a soft shrug as she stood to make her way towards the booth.

"What can I say, you clean up real nice kitten.. real nice."

He mumbled something else under his breath as he bent over to clean up the glass, thankful for something else to do but stare at his friend his sexier then ever friend. The clip clack of her foot-claws echo off the hardwood floor as she makes her way over to the young otter in the booth.

"Hello gorgeous, am I on time?"

He smiled as he spoke, looking up at her and scooting over for her to sit beside him should she wish. She gave him a slight smile, as the tiny blush crept across her cheeks for a moment and gave a nod as her bum slid up beside his.

"T..thank you. And of course you're on time, what kind of dumb question is that?"

She said rolling her eyes, but still pleasantly surprised to see him here long before their 'date' was set. Shrugging lightly to herself, she leaned against the table and caught Jonathon starring at her from at the bar

"Did you need something Jonathon?"

She hollered down at him causing him to shake his head an turn his back, thus eliciting a soft chuckle from the otter.

"Can you really blame him? Ana says you two have been friends just as long as she & I have been, I doubt you've rarely stepped out of the house looking so drop dead gorgeous. Just means I have to be careful."

He smirked lightly an she found herself lightly punching him in the shoulder,

"What, you think I 'grew' into this physique? Hell no, this cats had this frame since she was born. Just... well just have no reason to really show it off. Until now."

She quietly added that last half; catching his smirk she knows he had heard her anyways. She shook her head and laid back with a soft sigh as Jonathon brought them some menus and their usual drinks. She snickered as he walked away odder tonight then he has in years, and she knew.. she knew it was all because of her.

"No M'lady, of course not. I tend not to assume anything about anyone until I get to know them better. Even then it's still not a practice I do quite often. So, what changed your mind?"

"Well at least you have your head on straight, more then I can say for most others both male or female I've met with. I don't know I guess a part of it is because Ana knows you and I trust her with my life, if she says you're a good one then I've no reason not to believe her. But, that's only part of the reason. *sighs softly*"

She gets a bit quiet; her hands rest now in her lap but are fidgety more then quiet. He catches her body language, and knows right away that she's not too sure of him but even more so not too sure of herself. Ana had mentioned quite a few bad, recently failed relationship of hers to him and he knew what he was up against. To say the great wall of china of emotions, was putting it lightly. However, he was going to be persistent. It was already working, Ana had told him and he confirmed it with her presence tonight. Tenderly, slowly the otter reached over with his one paw and rested it upon those fussy paws of hers. Of course she stiffened, and paused in her actions all together. Katt wasn't used to soft tenderness, in or out of bed. She was used to being used, or being alone on her own with only herself to look out for herself. Aside from ZigZag, Ana, and Jonathon no one else really cared for her. Biting her bottom lip as she finally remembered it was ok to breathe, her eyes golden and soul bearing as this plays out in only a matter of seconds it seems to her like hours.

"I am tired of being alone. Hoping my next paycheck is big enough I can get gas to get to work or eat, tired of fending for myself all the time and tired of cleaning up cum of others for 8, 9, 10 hours every day. I'm not weak, by no means but I'm tried of being overly strong."

She shook her head an gave another soft sigh, her tail twitching lightly beside her making the soft satin pink ribbon ripple.

"Its ok Katt, I do understand. Ana's mentioned you've had it rough for quite a few years both with living and with relationships. I've never been interested in anyone whose quite like you though before, but I know we can be good for each other if you will give me a chance."

She was literally shaking now, taking a deep breath as Jonathon dropped off their food an another round of drinks quickly stepping away almost without looking at her. She nodded softly, pulling one paw out from under his and lightly placed it atop of his.

"Lets see where dinner leads, and go from their cutie."

She said with a soft nod, pulling lightly away from him and turned her attentions for awhile to the food in front of her. A lightly seared lemon buttered salmon filet and small Caesar salad, side of a blue hurricane made her stomach growl loudly. She giggled, he chuckled as she began to scarf down her food while he seemed to eat a bit more civilized.

"Sorry, I guess I forgot to eat again today."

"It's alright hun, long as the foods not being slopped on my lap its all good."

He chuckled with a smile, leaning over as she was about to take her final bite and whispered softly in her ear

"You're gorgeous don't you know that?"

She fumbled, dropped her fork and fish onto the ceramic plate making a loud clattering sound. Jonathon could only look up quizzically from behind the bar wondering what on earth was going on over in that booth.

"T...t..thank you."

He gave her a soft nod, and another smile as his paw slid down to come to rest upon that soft knee of hers. Fingers behaving as she turned an gave him a soft smile, three more Blue Hurricanes later she was really buzzed.

"You.. you know that.. I..inhi..bitions go out.. the door when.. I get drunk? T...true f..feelings...c..come shining th..through."

He watched her as she spoke, her speech slurring as she leaned a bit harder against his shoulder. By then his arm was wrapped around her waist, holding her close as she giggled and spoke.

"It usually does hon, but maybe we should order you some coffee before we continue. I don't want you feeling like I'm taking advantage while your snockered here."

"J..J...JONATHON WE NE...NEEDS SOME TOFFEE... I .. I MEAN COFFEE OVER HERE!"

she giggled an covered her mouth almost embarrassed but giggled hard into her palm as Jonathon chuckled from across the room, threw his bar towel over his shoulder an brought a whole pot of coffee and two cups over to the table.

"Oh Kitten, you've had a few hurricanes before you got here didn't you?"

He smirked softly and poured both cups, leaving the pot on Nikaro's side for safety concerns and leaned over to kiss her forehead

"You behave yourself sugar, you're going to have another headache if you ain't careful in the morning. And you sir, are a good man."

"As much as id love to do things with the pretty lady, I refuse to do it while she's so inebriated. Thank you for the coffee, sorry for her way of ordering it *chuckles*"

"You're welcome, and I am glad to hear of it. *waves a hoof paw* nah, I'm used to it this is how she gets when she gets nervous."

He gave him a wink and walked away with a smile, hoping that even though he may never get his chance with Kitten that someone may finally be able to tame her enough to truly love her for who she is and to understand what she's been through.

"Drink up Darke, I'd like to take you back to my place for popcorn and a movie.. but I want you to make the choice while your sober or at least more sober then this."

"FANKU FOR DA TOFFEE COFFEE JOHNNY POO!"

She shouted and giggled loudly as she started in on the first cup of black coffee, making a face and shaking her head as Jonathon smiled and waved back at her.

"Ugh! Where the hell is the sugar wooger Nicky?"

He chuckled and passed her the sugar, watching her pour spoon after spoon of it into her cup before finally drinking a few down. Her giggles now come with soft snorts, the blush obvious through her fur upon her cheeks as she leaned against him.

"Ok, now tha...that you've spoiled some of the fun. What was it you were asking me about popcorn?"

"I was asking you, if you wanted to go back to my place for some popcorn and a in home movie."

She sat there quietly, for quite a few minutes almost to the point of he thought she was going to tell him to go screw himself and storm out. She surprised him though as she turned with a gentle smile,

"Sure, got any soda to go with the popcorn?"

"Of course, what kind of date would I be if I didn't have sugared drinks too?"

He smiled and laughed, ushering her to get up as he headed to the bar to pay the tab she walked into the bathroom real quick.

"Alright, how much Johnny poo?"

He smirked with a chuckle and fished his wallet from his back pocket. Jonathon shook his head and put up his hoof-paw.

"On the house. I've not seen her like this since her very first engagement years ago, Johnny poo thanks you"

He said chuckling himself and flipping over the closed sign to the bar.

"Thank you then sir, I'm sure we will be here often as it seems to be her favorite place and you her favorite bartender and food maker."

"Aye, I don't know how she stands it. Same food all the time, I'm sure the leftovers in her fridge are from here too.. only time I seen anything different in her refrigerator was the day I took her food shopping an that was months ago. But, you didn't hear that from me."

He smiled giving a quick jerky nod of his head towards the bathroom as she came strolling out, her hair slightly out of place as she stepped up to the two. Nikaro put away his wallet and turned to her,

"All set?"

"Yup, sorry Jonathon I'm sure I called you Johnny poo again."

She snickered and leaned over the bar, giving him a quick hug

"No problem kitten, least that's the worst thing you've ever called me. Not that its too terrible, but you know.. patrons."

He gave another chuckle as he locked the door behind them as he bid the two adieu, and went upstairs for an early night.

Meanwhile.....

Nikaro took Katt home in his vehicle, helping to save her on gas as he knew she struggled. Being polite like any male should, he opened the doors for her and let her enter first.

"Welcome to my home. I've got a lot of movies right here, so feel free to find whatever you want. They're sorted into genres."

He smiled opening a very large entertainment center, filled from top to bottom with everything from action movies to zombie horror flicks.

"You weren't kidding, this is a ton of movies! You're romance section is frigging huge too! Oh my.."

She giggled as she noted the porno section wasn't extensive, but had a nice selection. One in particular was a behind the scenes of ZigZag studio that she had been involved in a few years back for some extra cash, with the studios approval of course. She picked that one up an waved it about with a smirk,

"Is this how you knew who I was?"

"Mhmmm, not that I was stalking you it was pure coincidence that you just happened to know Anailaigh as well."

She nodded an put the documentary video away while running through the rest of the movie stockpile curious as to what good romance movies strangely enough that he had to watch and pulled out 'Sweet Home Alabama' before plopping herself with it down on the couch.

"Alright, got the movie and my seat. Bring on the salty sugar substances."

He smiled back at her, least she was enjoying herself and he was to say the least enjoying himself also. The popcorn popped as he made his way to the couch an handed her a drink,

"Only thing I have here for liquor if your curious is rum. But here's a Mountain Dew on the rocks."

He set his down on a coaster, and responded to the microwave beeping in the kitchen. Bringing back a large bowl of cheddar cheesed popcorn he handed it to her allowing her to do whatever she wanted with it as he popped in the moving, dimmed the lights an turned on the fireplace.

"So, you like this movie eh?"

He said sitting beside her and offering her a spot to cuddle should she wish, and found himself with something unexpected as she leaned over and kissed his cheek before settling herself against his side in a snuggle position.

"Why thank you sweetness, comfy?"

She purred softly and gave a soft nod,

"Yes, thank you Nikaro."

"What, no Nikky?"

He teased with a soft chuckle, wrapping his arm around behind her and turning his attentions back to the movie. Meanwhile paying attention to her body language under his paw, as all is quiet except for the movie playing and the soft crackle of the fire beside them. She shifted her body from time to time, wrapping that tail around his wrist on occasion. The purring never seemed to stop from the she started, and her body seemed to slowly press deeper and deeper into his. The otter was pressed to let her make the moves, unless she told him otherwise because he didn't want to make her feel pressured.

"I think I really like you."

She said suddenly near the end of the movie, climbing now into the otters lap and straddling him. A smile on her face as she was purely sober now,

"I really like you too Darke, are... are you sure you're ready for this?"

"Mhmm, I don't know if you can handle me though. Not many males can."

She smirked an placed a soft kiss upon the otters lips, in turn he returned with one of his own as those large webbed paws planted themselves on those soft furred hips of hers.

"Don't be afraid Nik, its ok to play with this kitten I promise not to bite or scratch.. too hard."

He chuckled at that an gave those hips a soft firm squeeze, moaning softly as her hips bucked firmly against that ever tightening jean covered crotch. Those claws digging a bit more into her sides as Katt pressed herself tighter to that muscled chest of his. Deep purrs emanate from within; her paws make their own motion and in one swift fluid move bare her chest for him. Nikaro moaned rather loudly as she began exposing herself for him, running his lips an tongue across those sensual breasts and working her bra clasp free with an expertise she hadn't seen in a long time. Labored breathing filled the room, mixing with the sweet sensual scents of an intoxicating sexual experience as both Nik and Katt seemed to take over in certain parts.

Pressing against that tongue as she tosses her bra onto the floor behind her, she soon finds herself completely topless and pondering what was she really doing? Was it worth it, one night of pure pleasure worth the more then guaranteed heartache like before? Fuck it. She's a grown woman, she'll do what pleases her and should he be pleased as well then so be it. Gasping as she found him caressing that firm perky nipple between his lips, giving it a firm tug within his teeth making her hiss between those soft lips. Her hips bucking an rolling harder with more of a wanton lusting need now as the adrenaline courses through her veins, her slick moist slit beginning to puddle in her panties as she seems to push herself onto him. Those fingers wander down her curvy sides, across the small dimple of her lower back before gripping those soft mounds and hefting her up off the couch. Wrapping her legs around his waist as he moved the fun to the bedroom.

She trembled as those strong paws lifted and carried her frame with ease to the bedroom, the moon shining through the window was enough light to see and do what was going to be done. The atmosphere was romantic, heated with passion and desire. Full of lust, and need as he laid her down on her back upon the soft sheets of his bed, moaning into her lips as he pressed them to hers in a heated kiss. She pressed back, even perhaps more urgent than he.

"Mmmff...fffuck...d..don't stop."

"Mmmf.. ok."

He managed as his lips moved from hers down her curved neck, kissing and licking the soft tender spots making her body squirm and buck beneath him. She soon had his shirt shredded off of him, he chuckled lightly at that and was thankful he didn't wear a belt tonight as he drop kicked his jeans to one corner. She shimmied out from her shorts, and soon found her panties had vanished as well, giggling like a schoolgirl as the purring grew louder. Her scent was sweet, and heavy flooding the room and his nostrils with her tempting scent causing his already semi hard-on to grow to its full length of a good 9 inches. Her tail wrapped around his and gave it a tiny tug as he once more bent over her frame, dragging his tongue further down from her neck more so between those breasts giving attentions to each one of them. Biting her bottom lip and hissing more softly as those lips find one nipple, and the fingers find the other. Pulling, tugging, nipping, biting, licking, sucking, flicking them in unison making her squirm more and more.

"Fffffuuuuck Nikaro...ooohh you mfff you know what you are doing with a lady."

"Mmmm I had better, otherwise mmfff people may call me ooohhh.. gay."

"Ill vouch otherwise."

She said as he went back to work, trailing her claws down his currently exposed chest before he pulls away and peppers kisses down her tummy, teasing that belly button for a second with a flick or two of the tongue also. Moaning heavily now as her body squirms and bucks beneath his muscular frame, making it even hotter as he desperately wanted to get into that tight hot pussy she was so eagerly teasing him with, with every bump and grind. His tongue slid down just above the cunny of hers, close to it he could smell how ready she was and so very willing by the way she kept trying to push his face against it. Chuckling softly as his warm breath caressed the soft lips, flicking his tongue here an their across her puffy cunny lips moving his kisses across each inner thigh. First the left, then the right making her moan and beg for more then he was currently giving to her.

"Nik...ooooh Nikaro don't..mmfff don't tease me so... just..just... fuck me!"

"Oh? Just..mmmff fuck you eh kitten? You ooohh you would like that wouldn't you, just.. mmrr how... bad does the kitten want it?"

Being teased in bed was something she wasn't very used to, and if she didn't like him as much as she did she'd have used claws to get to the point. However, all she did was squirm and whine softly beneath him as a soft breath laid out across her cunny lips once again. Smirking up at her from his position between her legs, he finally decided to give in to her and gently flicked that tongue across the lively love button that was already covered in her juices. There was no way they were going to need lube, she made enough for the both of them and they were only at the starting gate. Her paws soon found themselves deeply embedded into the sheets on either side of her body, as those hips constantly bucked up urging him to give her more then he was actually giving her. Moaning and squirming was driving him crazy too, but he was drawing out the pleasure for both of them. Those fingers slipped across those outer lips, dragging her slick dewdrops across her mound before spreading them open to reveal the lovely nectar hidden deeper within the lovely flower.

"Mmmm.. delicious, very..very.. delicious."

"Fffff...fffuck...mmmmff...more...FUUUUCK ME NIK!!"

She shouted, begged, pleaded and soon began to whine for his touch. Moving down deeper, slipping his tongue further inside of her cunny his body reacted and the throbbing of his cock drummed at the edge of the bed. Her eyes were wide, he was the biggest she'd ever had the pleasure of taking and would welcome it greatly. A few more slurps of that lovely pussy of hers and he would tease her with the thing she desired most at this point. Flopping that hard on between those lips he gave a few teasing bucks soaking that thick cock of his in her slick juices, licking his wet lips clean slightly before leaning over and kissing her deeply. Sharing her scent, and taste back with her.

"Mmmff.. fuck you? Oooohh mmmff is that ... mm what you really want?"

"Y..yes...y...yes... stuff.. that... big hard cock.. in my tight cunt and ooohh mmffuck the shit out of me!"

She squealed, gasping with the sheer wanton lust for cock and seed, something she hadn't had the pleasure of feeling within her for years. Trembling greatly on the bed as her cunny pulsed deep while he teased her slit with his large throbbing cock. The large otter gripped her kitty hips, and pulled back placing the giant mushroom head of his cock against her slickened hole as he grinned down at her he gave one full motion shove, hilting deep inside of her within one fluid movement. Pressing his lips to hers once more in a deep passionate kiss, her tongue dancing upon his own as he let out a short growl of his own.

"Like this.. kitten, mmff this is.. how you.. like.. it? Hard. Deep. Rough?"

With each of the last three words he would pull out abruptly only to thrust himself harder then the first time back inside of her pinkness. That flower was tight, warm, and very very moist. Beckoning him with silky walls and fragrance that was spellbinding to his very soul. He hung onto her hips tightly as she met his downward thrusts with her own upwards ones, making her grunt and grind in pleasure as her tongue lolled out between those sparkling white teeth. Her body trembled; her cunny pulsed and tugged upon that throbbing thickness as it plundered her from deep within. Over and over she was bounced back into the bed, pushed closer to the headboard as his instincts took over a bit more, he leaned over and nibbled her neck while pistoning in and out of her tightness.

One swift motion he flipped her over onto her paws and knees, still buried deep within her cunny, thrusting away like there's no tomorrow. Trembling an sweating himself now as he pulled up on that tail and pushed her front end a bit into the pillows for a deeper access to her inner most sanctum.

"Want it kitten? Do you... need it?"

"Fff...mmmff..y..yesss oohh yes Nik please don't.. don't stop, I... n..need you!"

She begged as her own hips rolled, rocked, bucked and grinded back against his ever-probing cock. The burning sensation deep within her belly, the blush upon her cheeks she realized she desperately needed the touch of a woman way more then she ever had before. His tip near the very most inner sanctum, her never before touched virgin womb. Only ever hearing about this, she knew though without a shadow of doubt that he would get deeper then he was now. Rolling his hips back harder as those claws shredded the back of the wooden headboard she was currently gripping, salivating at the sensations of pure sinful pleasure that coursed through every inch of her frame. Releasing her tail finally, replacing those large paws against her hips and tightly hanging onto them as he tugged her back from the headboard a little to flip her on her side.

Raising that right leg of hers, his fingers caressed and massaged over those lovely breasts of hers. Flicking and pinching those nipples between his broad, slightly course fingertips while pummeling away at her cunny. Smirking down at her body, as she was now not in the position to have much control except with that wonderfully tight and sensationally sweet pussy of hers. The tight control she had on his cock made him tremble, gasp and moan deeply at times.

"Mmm baby.. that's oooh yea that's what daddy likes. Ooohh squeeze me, that's it squeeze oooohhh squeeze it nice an hard, yeah.. yeah just like that Mmmmfff!"

By now she has one pillow shredded and some of the comforter on the side she's laying on. Smirking at that, he didn't care with the looks came the money. In which many ladies didn't know, its something he never really brought up until he deemed it necessary. She, by his definition was deemed worthy. Her tightness gripped that thickness like there was no tomorrow, she never wanted him to leave her as she wiggled up against his crotch as much as she could. Those low hung heavy balls slapping against that drenched pussy of hers as that vice like grip seemed to get tighter and tighter the longer he went. The lewd sounds of passionate lovemaking filled the air, mingling together with their scents and there was a porno there better than any Zig had ever produced. Smirking to herself at the mere thought, she felt him punch through that final barrier.

"FFFFUUUUUUUUUCK!!"

"MMMFFFFF YEEESS!!"

She howled, he growled as the tightness around his cock grew by ten fold. The sheer grip milking his balls, as he could no longer hold back. As he fully hilted himself within her, her own pussy began milking that cock as he flipped her fully over onto her back and raised her ass planting her foot paws on either side of her head as he thrusted in short quick bursts downwards while flooding her womb full of thick fertile otter seed. Gasping, dripping of sweat as he reached down gently and softly stroked across her cheek with a smile. Panting heavily as her tight cunt milked everything out of him, and as he flooded her fertile unprotected womb with his own seed. Sticky seed spills from between her pussy lips, coating those low hanging balls with a mix of her juices and his own.

"Mmmm...oohh... Nikaro."

She murred softly up at him, smiling as she leaned into his soft stroking paw.

"Mmmrrr, yes.. Darke?"

"Thanks."

"Anytime sweetheart, anytime."

He smiled down as he pulled her legs down into a more comfortable position. Still buried deep within her tightness however as he leaned over and pressed his lips to hers once again, he was falling for this girl harder then he realized until now. A soft smile on his visage as he pulled back and just quietly stared at her beauty. She wiggled beneath him, murring softly with a blush curious after a few moments as to what he was doing exactly.

"What are you staring at?"

"A pretty flower."

"What? Where?"

Darke wasn't used to being called nice things, or being loved on in such a manner so it was no surprised that of course she seemed a bit confused. Even the otter knew of how she was treated in the past; he simply smiled and lightly tapped her nose,

"You kitten, I'm talking about you. You're my pretty flower, if you don't mind me calling you mine?"

Darke swallowed hard, her tail lightly twitching in unison to her pointed dark as night pinnacles as she pondered for what almost seemed like an eternity to him before she spoke,

"I don't mind, just don't go spreading it around I got a reputation to uphold."

He chuckled at that,

"Alright flower of mine, I will keep it on the down-low until your ready to share it. For now, it seems perhaps a shower or bath is in the future?"

Sitting up on her elbows, she gave him a semi-wicked smile and giggled gently. Squeezing what was left in his balls as she smirked wider nodding,

"You'll have to dismount though, less you want to shower like this?"

She waved a paw over their combined crotches, laughing as he squirmed with a soft grunt as she continued to tease him with those tight muscles as he laid within her still. Leaning over again, he placed a kiss upon her cheek this time before slowly withdrawing from her slick petals and offered her a paw up from the bed. Taking his paw she followed him closely to his bathroom, letting out a low and long whistle

"Whoa, are you sure this is a bathroom? Its huge! Its.. hell its as big as my apartment.."

He wrapped his arm around her waist an pulled her to his side,

"Yes I am sure this is a bathroom, and that sounds like a tiny place."

She sighed softly and nodded,

"It is small, but enough about my depressing place of living. Getting a bit umm.. crispy and gooey down here."

He chuckled again and turned on the large shower, sliding the door back and checking the water temperature before offering her the first entry. She gladly accepted it, stepping into the tile and glass enclosure as it began to steam up from the heat. Sliding the door shut behind him, he leaned back against the wet tile and watched her as she stood like a feline goddess beneath the falling water. Only making his hard-on return as the water smoothed down her already silky fur, ignoring the few patches of slowly growing hair as he reached out after a few minutes and offered to help scrub her down. Katt purred lightly as she handed over his very soaped up loofah sponge, and turned her back to him.

"Mmmm such a sexy girl you are."

"You're just saying that to get me back into bed."

She smirked over her shoulder at him, as he smiled back.

"And you know that ain't true in the slightest sugar."

He said softly as he slowly scrubbed over her buns, and using his paws only soaped up her long lovely tail. Leaning forward to press her against the wall he peppered her neck with soft kisses before soaping them up and turning her around. Gasping as he soon found her warm paw wrapped around his hard-on, lightly whimpering as his hips gave a few gentle pumps into her grip. Biting his bottom lip, palm open flat against the wall as he braced himself against it hard as she smirked up at him giggling softly.

"Mmm you like that don't you Nik."

"Mmmhmm...rrrrRrrr."

His speech and body stopped communicating together, and only whined softly as she gave him a last tugging squeeze before letting him go with an evil smirk.

"Weren't you doing something?"

"Oh...uhm..mmrrr yes, lets see."

He smiled as he leaned back over her front end, kissing down her neck once again before pressing the loofah sponge to it and working his way around the nape and down each soft tender peak that tipped those luscious breasts of hers. Wrapping her tail around his waist as her body trembled, leaning against that warm wall as he worked that sponge down her stomach and across those slick and sticky petals of hers. Quiet gasps, tiny squeals and light squirming came from within the shower as the sponge was swapped out with large paws. He pressed closer to her, pressing her deeper against the shower wall making her straddle that hard-on of his as those large paws grappled with her lovely breasts. Trembling as she turns her head to the side, the water streaming down her left cheek as she looks into his eyes.

"W..w..were never going..t..to finish up at..t..this rate."

She smirked, her own hips bucked wantonly again as he teased her lovingly. A soft growl slipped between her clenched lips, fangs gleaming under the lights as the soap rinsed away from her body.

"Too true.. mmm, but.. its worth.. it, isn't it?"

"Maybe."

She smirked retorting back as he teased her with words as well; while she finished rinsing off he turned the attentions to himself. Quickly washing just a few parts, the ones that mattered most of course before ending the shower before the hot water ran out. He chuckled as he handed her a towel and sat wrapped in his own on the toilet,

"Sexy. Wet or dry, in uniform or butt-naked. So very sexy kitten."

Purring softly she dried herself off and grumbled, standing there in the bathroom completely naked stood a very dry and poofy Darke. He chuckled, loudly.

"What's so funny? I need a brush, and I need it now."

He stood up and put his hands up defensively with a smile,

"Alright kitten, alright don't get all electrostatic on me now."

He opened a drawer and dug through it for a moment or two, pulling out spray on hair conditioner along with a nice long bristled brush. She took it quickly and started on her headfur, grumbling lightly as he chuckled while helping her brush out her back with another brush.

"Well, at least I can help you out hmm?"

"Thanks, it'll go faster."

She smirked softly and finished brushing within an hour, before slipping back into her shorts and top and skipping downstairs with a happy otter in tow. She spent the night in his bed, and he on the couch as any gentle-otter should.

5

Where to go from here?

** **

It had been two weeks now, they had gone out a second time already and she was much less nastier now then when the two had first met. To him, this meant he was making headway because at least the growling had stopped... for the most part, in bed was a completely different story. She indeed seemed to be having a good time and sheathed her claws for a whole week straight, the first time in a long time for her. She had even dressed up for their second date; outfitted in a nice blouse, a light lilac in color with a short pair of black daisy dukes.

Darke had tried something different, in fact the daisy dukes were brand new bought by her yesterday as she tried to think of a nice less than frilly girl outfit for her Friday date with the male who seemed to take up courting her. She had spent several silly girly hours in the bathroom working on her looks. Its not that she was ugly, far from it but rather she wasn't used to going out or being fancy an she had been told to be ready for a fancy night tonight. Makeup, curling iron, cosmetic pouch and other miscellaneous items were strewn about the counter top. Hazardly the iron plugged in, its cord stretched across the bathroom sink, inches away from the currently running water. She caught this out of the corner of her eye from the mirror to her left, as she was applying mascara, shutting the water off an leaving the curling iron plugged in, as she still after a few hours hadn't even used it!

"Darke what has gotten into you.. you make a fuss simply cause a male finally seems to make a fuss over you, an sticks with you no matter how much of a fight you put up... tsk tsk, your reputation will be ruined ya know if this continues."

She said giggling softly aloud to herself as she talked to herself in front of the mirror. It took another half an hour before she had her dress on, her heels on, all her makeup in place. Blotting her lips, she spritzed herself with a touch of vanilla lavender before stepping from her bathroom to wait for Nikaro's arrival.

"Darke?"

"In here!" she called from her bedroom as she finished placing her necklace.

A low whistle slipped from the otter as he entered the doorway, his eyes gazing over the dark female who stood as pretty as could be in her bedroom. Slipping up behind her as she stood staring at herself in the mirror, somewhat in a daze. She hadn't been ready at all to tell him something like this, anytime soon if ever at all. Leaning into his wall muscled arms she purred softly, turning around and kissing those lips of his with a soft sigh.

"What is it Katt? What was so urgent I had to come over tonight, instead of tomorrow?"

He asked, holding her out at arms length as he glanced over her body. Taking in with his eyes the entire beauty that stood before him. Her giant eyes tearing up, she turned her face and looked down at the floor. How could this have happened, and to her? He lead her across the room and sat her down upon the bed, wrapping an arm around her shoulders he gave her time. Wiping her face, she sniffled a bit more before looking at him and in all seriousness said,

"Nikaro... I, well... I'm pregnant and it is yours."

This was definitely not news of any sort that he was expecting. As Darke looked up at him, she found him smiling from ear to ear. Soon finding herself wrapped tight in a hug,

"Is that all?! I thought you were going to tell me you were dying. This, this news is far better! And why do you act so upset? Did you think I was going to leave you to deal with this on your own?" he asked

"I..really didn't know what was going to happen. I'm not ready to be a mother!"

she wailed, more frightened then mad. Tears now flooded her cheek, washing away the little makeup she wore. Softly, his fingers lifted her chin as she sniffled.

"Darke, look at me."

"I'm so ashamed... I...I can't."

"Yes, you can. Look at me Darke."

Tentatively she raised her gaze, looking into his own round eyes as they sparkled back at hers. The smile still on his face, never dwindling.

"Now, do I look upset?"

"N..n...no."

"Then... instead of you being upset, or ashamed we should be celebrating."

Darke sat there, in silence for quite some time. The tears, kept spilling and the otter kept wiping them away. With a deep sigh, she pulled away just a little from his grasp and finally looked at him.

"You.. you're not mad?"

"No."

"You're not going to leave me?"

"No."

"Do you want me to have the child?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Why not?"

"I can't afford one. I'm too young. I'm not married. There's three 'why not's' for you." Darke spat, shaking her head as she stood up and walked back over to her vanity and stood before the mirror. Pushing aside a fallen piece of hair, tucking it away behind her ear as Nikaro moved up behind her again. Placing a kiss to the back of her head, smiling softly as his broad arms wrapped her up in a warm hug from behind.

"Don't you think I have money? But, even if I didn't... I'd still want us to keep, and raise our child. Our child Darke. Yours, and mine. If we can make one, we can raise one too."

Nikaro said softly with a smile, leaning into his sturdy frame. Murring gently as she seemed, even for a moment to relax in his grasp. Her trembling frame seemed to ease under his gentle touch; they stood like this for what seemed like hours. Only to leave her bedroom and enter the kitchen ten minutes past eight. He poured her a glass of water, dropping a few ice cubes into it and handed it to her as he sat down in the chair right beside her.

"Are you absolutely sure, you... want this?" she asked between sips of water, eyeing him carefully.

"Positive. Now, lets go celebrate shall we?"

"I look like shit."

"No you don't."

"My makeup ran, I need to fix it before we go anywhere."

"Ok...ok. But, you really don't need makeup."

He called after her as she returned to her bedroom, and reapplied her mascara. It took only a few minutes, swiping with a cotton ball both closed eyes cleaning it of the lovely lash extending makeup as she wished there were easier ways to glamour up. Now she remembered why she rarely, if ever wore this stuff. Clicking the light off behind her, she made her way back to his side as she followed him out the door.

6

The Waltz

** **

The room opened wide, the light softly bouncing off the marbled floor and pillars. The deep crimson velvet curtains, were partially parted letting in some of the moonlight. The place was empty except for a table at the other end of the marbled dance floor. Soft music played, the flicker of candlelight danced in the distance as he grabbed her paw and pulled her gently past the large curtain hiding this from view. Her eyes light up, a soft gasp as her free paw covers her mouth in complete surprise.

"For us?"

"For you."

The otter turned to face her, and pulled her gently out onto the floor. The music changed, the lights dimmed completely and its then she realizes just how many candles are actually lit. The room was completely surrounded with hundreds of the small flamed, softly scented waxed pillars. Reaching up, he wiped the tears from her eyes as the softly flowed and they began to dance.

"Why?"

"Because I really like you."

"That's all?"

"And you deserve some happiness, you're the mother of my child."

Darke chuckled, and pulled back from her resting place upon his shoulder to give him a half smile.

"And that's all?"

"That's all."

She shrugged softly, 'hmmming' aloud and went back to resting her head upon his shoulder. Together the pair danced slowly together beneath the large crystal chandelier that was also alit with candles. The music soft, the room smelling of lavender and vanilla bringing the senses a soothing touch. Though in the back of that otters mind lay a bunch of questions, and even those who planned for a pregnancy find themselves asking them. What if I'm not a good father? What if the kid hates me? What if it really isn't a good idea? Can I provide for her and our child good enough? The otter sighed softly, nosing the top of her head as they swayed together enjoying one anothers company for the time being.

It seemed to go on for hours, the world slipped away and Darke was left to her own devices in the arms of the man who brought her feelings she hadn't really ever come to know until now. She was sure it wasn't love, not right yet anyways as it was too soon... way too soon wasn't it? Those thoughts crept through her mind, wondering how the child would look, would it be one or twins? Would she be a good mother? Could she provide on her meager janitors salary with his to help? Darke wasn't sure about anything much right now, things were hazy despite feeling a bit happier then she had in years. Her fur had finally grown back into the lovely silken sheen that it had been up til that fight with ZigZag awhile back, and despite her lack of funds she had been eating better. Of course that was the assistance given of the lovely male she was dancing with right now, a small sigh slipped her lips without even realizing it. Nikaro smiled down at her as the dance had come to an end, pulling back just a bit so they could make eye contact.

"Are you ok hun, you seem a little mmmmm what's the word..."

"Just nervous, worried.. and a bit hungry."

The cue given, that stomach of hers rumbled like there was no tomorrow. Gurgling, growling and seemingly almost shouting that someone needed to feed it before it clawed its way to find its own meal. Blushing softly, those ears splayed as Nikaro chuckled lightly and slid that paw around her waist now. He lead her to the table, the candles had been changed with new ones for a better setting while they were dancing as she was helped into her seat.

"Well, lets fix this hunger before your stomach eats itself and then while we eat we can talk about your feelings."

She nodded softly in silence, that long tail of hers swaying back and forth behind her. The lovely aroma of a fresh cooked steak, potato and fresh corn on the cob make her salivate. A soft purr could be heard slipping from her throat as for a moment she ignored the food, despite how agreeably hungry they both knew she was.

"I don't know if I can be a good mother, what if I screw up an he ends up like me? Orphaned, or outcasted... and like in a crappy job cleaning up others bodily fluids for mediocre wage?"

Nikaro's ears swiveled forward a bit as he watched her exasperate herself on the one question, despite wanting to eat. He reached across the table, past the candles an short jar of freshly cut flowers to grasp the paw sitting beside the untouched silver.

"It will be fine, there is no book for good parenting. Just tips, and advice from those who have been there done that or those who have studied. Even then, it doesn't mean they're right you know. I've only ever babysat the neighbors child from time to time, an that wasn't a cake walk."

He gave her paw a squeeze, she looked up past the candles flickering flames an gave a half sided half attempted smile with an attempted paw squeeze in return before she pulled away an started to eat. She sat there, in silence with other questions swirling about in her brain as the duo ate before this time he broke the silence.

"You know Darke, I feel the same way in a sense."

She looked up after taking a drink.

"Really?"

"Really. As I said, I've only ever babysat the neighbor brat a few times but that's not going to stop me from being here for you and for the baby. I can modify the will too, so you will always be covered for as long as possible. You don't have to be perfect to be a family."

Darke sat there in silence again after listening to what he had to say, and exhaled finally as she had been unknowingly holding her breath. Giving a sharp nod, those soft lips pursing hard together as if to hold something back before she decided to speak.

"I just don't know if I can do it. I never saw myself really as much of a mother, and to have a child at such a random moment. I.. no offense but I feel like a failure for getting knocked up by someone that I was hooked up with at a bar by my friend. You know, its just not... the image I want to portray to friends let alone a child I have. I don't know if I can handle even getting fat, I mean look at me! I've been a skinny feline for a long time, but now... with the extra eating just I've met you alone has made me a little plumper than I used to be."

Darke said with a sigh an scowl, that turned into a pout which soon caused a small chuckle to grow into a bigger one across from her. Those sounds came from the otter, her date.. or boyfriend and father to be of her child she would even go so far as to say. Those eyes narrowed, leaning back into the chair with that tail flicking a bit aggrivatedly as she watched him with arms crossed.

"I... I.. I'm sorry Darke, forgive.. me. I just think your so.. adorable when you don't seem to listen an continue to worry about things I've already got covered. But I do suppose its hard for you, since you have had to basically live on your own for years. I'm sorry sweet heart, I didn't mean to upset you an I wasn't really laughing at you."

The low growl came from her chest, before she uncrossed those arms an leaned forward a bit with a sigh. Shaking her head as she sat in silence for a moment pondering her next set of words.

"Its been a very hard life. I don't want my kids to ever end up like me. Working in a sex studio, cleaning up after porn stars and working for a mediocre wage. I'm scared shitless to be a mother right now, I didn't plan on it an I am unprepared, which is not something that usually goes with me when you think of Darke Katt."

The otter nodded softly, an stood before making his way around the small table to her side. He offered her his paw, in which she quickly took an soon found herself embraced in his warm arms. A heavy sigh slipped those onyx lips, pressing against him with some sort of need, and that tail softly slowed from its quicker paced flickings.

"There we go, much better. I know your scared, id be lying if I said I wasn't to. But I trust, between the two of us it will be ok. I'm here for you Darke, I love you."

He had said it, and he meant it. After all these days spent with her, even back when they first met an she seemed so venomous wanting to keep him further out than just arms length. He hadn't cared about her job, he didn't seek out a way to get in with ZigZag or onto the set, he respected her, doted on her and was nothing but nice to her. All of those thoughts, seemed to play out in her mind as she stood here in his arms and began to purr. He smiled, ears listening as the soft rumbles vibrated through his chest from her purrs this was a true purr the kind when cats are more then content but happy as well. Those lips pressed to the top of her head between her ears, as one paw slid from mid back to her waist to hug her a bit tighter before she pulled back an looked up at him.

"You... love me?"

He smiled down at her with a soft nod, before kissing the top of her nose.

"Yes, I do."

"W..why, I've been such a bitch an then a slut here all knocked up and I ... I don't deserve it."

"Oh Darke, you don't understand. It's the true you, beneath that claw and tooth exterior you put on that I know is there deep down. I love you, for you. I don't care that your past was bad, its what's here *his paw pressed upon her heart* in your heart that's what matters the most."

She sniffled, listening to him and swallowed hard as she bit back both the fear of being loved truly and the fear of being hurt. Both swirling together in her mind, fighting for dominance over the other. The deep heated blush that came across those cheeks, the heavier breathing, slight trembling and those tears that slowly rolled down her soft furred cheeks.

"I... I love you too Nikaro."

He smiled at that, a finger moving up to clear away the tears before tipping her chin up which she allowed and pressed her lips to his when they were offered. The purring never ended, it seemed to get louder in the silence of the room about them. There was another secret within the walls of this restaurant, but he dared not bring it up until he was sure she was receptive. Now, was as good as time as ever as he scooped her up into his arms with those soft furred limbs holding tight to him.

"Where we going?"

"You'll see."

He walked, with her in his arms back behind the table in the direction she had faced while eating and into the darkness. For the otter, he memorized the way, the feline whose eyes were sharp could see the details in the dark. After a minute or so of walking, he parted another giant curtain laced in velvet and stepped behind it. Down the sensually candle lit dim hallway he took her, the walls a deep blue nearly black only the flickering flames revealed the truth to those who cared to look close enough. The soft purrs, an breathing filled the small hallway as after a few minutes he reached a second set of curtains similar to the others but smaller to fit the path they walked. Those eyes looked around, she was so curious as her tail flicked to and fro wondering what he had up his sleeve and no sooner then she had begun to open her mouth too ask him did they arrive at a very dark wooden double set of doors. A small box about the size of a thumb sat on the right side where a door handle should be, shifting her carefully in his arms he reached out an pressed his thumb to it. The pad beneath the thumb blinked red for a second before turning green with a gentle beep, the clicking of a lock or two she couldn't be sure was heard as he moved those paws once again to support her body as they swung effortlessly open to reveal the room.

A soft gasp came from those dark lips of the feline who sat there in his arms, one paw openly pressed against that broad chest as she was set down upon her feet. Pressed closely to his side she smiled up at him, the entire room was just set in such a beautiful manner. The large window spanned the entire side of the wall behind the large four-post bed, which overlooked the waves and open starry sky above it. Beside either side of the bed, stood two large pillars of fire that helped light up the area just enough to see one another in the bed. The moon high overhead, uncovered by clouds as it shone in on the middle of the bed itself as if it was planted in the sky above just for tonight's special occasion. The other three walls were blue, painted with a filigree pattern and a large chandelier hanging just above a table off to the side. Upon that sat a large crystal vase, filled with roses of blue and red that her gaze landed upon for a moment before turning back to him nearly breathless.

"Are those...."

Her words trailed off, caught in her throat as she was about to cry. No one had treated her to anything near this in her entire life. It was as if thins had really begun to turn around for the better, an she wasn't sure how exactly to take it. The Otter smiled down at her and nodded,

"Yes, they're real roses and yes they're for you. I wanted to.. show you more of how much I do love you my dear. And not just because you carry our child, but because I've loved you since laying eyes on you. Your feisty, mysterious aura just made me all that more interested to get to know you."

He smiled, she smiled back even though that was so cliché and cheesy Darke found she was loving his presence more and more. She pulled from him, making her way across the soft carpet and hardwood flooring to get to the vase. It was so big she had to tiptoe up to smell the nearest rose, tail swishing as she did for both balance and showing off her mood.

"You going to love me even when I get round and fat, and cant fit into anything?"

His eyes watched her, chuckling softly at her words as he too made his way to the table with the rose blooming vase atop it. Slipping his arms around her from behind, resting them lightly on her belly, he couldn't help but smile down at her smaller frame.

"Of course. After all, it's the baby growing not you. Even if you gained some extra pounds, it doesn't make me see you as any less pretty dear."

Those soft ebony ears, swiveled around listening to his words, a low purr was soon heard even felt through those paws as she leaned further into the warm frame of her otter. Tail swishing and flicking softly against his leg, those eyes shut just relaxing here in the moment. Nikaro smiled down at her, watching as she relaxed greatly within his arms which is something til this point he can never recall her doing with any sort of ease. Placing a gentle kiss atop that visage between those soft ears, he sighed with happiness and then pulled back to turn her to face him. Sliding his paws beneath her, he carries her from the table across the room to the bed on the opposite side. Gently laying her down on her back, before carefully pressing his lips to hers. Darke seemed to melt, wrapping those slinky arms around the lower part of her mates shoulders while pressing back heatedly into the kiss. Those short rounded ears pitched forward, a smile on his lips as the soft audible purring could be heard coming from her. Slipping those paws under her back, he picked her up and turned around sitting on the bed then sitting her in his lap. His large webbed paws bringing themselves to wrap around her sides and hug her close, the soft murring could be heard coming from his lips as the two embraced one another. Her tail swished greatly behind her as she leaned more against his chest, those silken black arms slipping across his shoulders paws holding herself upright by the back of his neck. She softly pulled back, a strand of saliva the only thing showing of their prior connection of their lips.

"You're sure?"

Nikaro sighed inwardly, and just gave his kitten a smile and nod before kissing the spot between her eyes an giving her a squeeze in his arms.

"Positive."

She flashed him a smile, and that was that. She soon found herself upon her back once more looking up at the male who had won over her heart, those claws sheathed fully as paws caressed those upper biceps. Her eyes wandered across his frame, feeling the heat that comes from his body as it blankets hers while those lips make their way down. Lips pepper kisses across those breasts, gently nuzzling and licking them. Adding soft kisses to those nipples before sucking one into his lips, flicking tenderly the little nub that soon hardened like a rock to his actions. Moans and gasps of pleasure filled the room, that lithe frame squirming and bucking beneath his touch that seemed to be heavenly. These lil sessions weren't too many in number currently, but when she got some she really did get some. Those lips swapped between nipples licking, sucking, flicking, nibbling and teasing her into a squirming moaning ball of fur. He smiled up at her, watching her squirm to his actions as he pulled free with a soft pop of that nipple and continued to place kisses down from between that valley of soft pillows. Kissing down that tummy, even giving a soft lick here and there as the otter hovered across that belly admiring what was going on unseen within.

The soft purrs only seemed to grow louder and louder with each new kiss or nibble across her jet washed fur. Those paws, lightly caressing down her frame even more so when rubbing lightly across that small swollen belly. Nikaro smiles at her from his position between her legs, lightly caressing that slit of hers with a finger. Gathering juices from her already, she was so wet it made his cock throb between his legs as he let out a soft moan.

"Ooooohhh Darke, let me have you..."

Her paw slipped down between her legs, giving a soft cheek caress to the otter that had her heart. She let herself slide free of that 'shell' she had hidden within for so long, if only for this moment in time.

"Mmmmf..yesss..yess take me."

She purred, a smile on her lips as her eyes closed in pure bliss. He took her paw from his cheek, and kissed the top of it before dropping his head a moment between those thighs. Tongue gliding across her sweet folds, catching every drop of nectar that covered it. A soft moan slipped his lips, lapping eagerly like a kitten for mother's milk as one paw reaches between his legs to grasp his shaft. The otter pulled up from the delicate petals, wrapped his paws on the underside of each of her legs and pulled her to the edge of the bed gently. There, with one paw caressing that clit lightly the other took his cock and teasingly grazed those slick pussy lips.

"Oooohhh Nikaro!"

She gasped, quivering and squirming beneath his teasing cock. The feelings that shot through her veins were warm and blissful, making her slit leak even more juices all over. The male sighed happily, parting his lips in a soft pant as he gave a rubs of his thickness across her slick folds gathering juices upon it to prepare himself for entry. Only seconds longer did he linger in such a manner, before leaning forward and sliding himself within her moist folds. The soft ripples of pink, enveloping every inch of his throbbing cock making him moan as he leaned across her frame carefully.

"Oooooooooooohh...my kitten...ooooh you are so tight and warm."

Her body arched, allowing him deeper within her as he slid fully hilting within those folds in a matter of seconds. There, he held himself for a moment allowing her to adjust to his large self within those milking walls of warmth. He smiled down at her as he felt her legs wrap about his waist, leaning down those lips of his pressed to hers. She opened her maw, allowing the kiss to deepen while bucking her hips against his showing him she was ready. His tongue sought out hers, like two lovers in a hall dancing with one another the kiss lingered as he grinded his hips in small circles while within her.

The kiss broken, a small strand of saliva the only thing connecting what once was a kiss until he leans up breaking it. Pulling back from her slit, the tightness constantly trying to pull him in and not let him leave. The soft schlick schlick sounds heard as he began to buck those hips against hers, her own riding him back just as needful. Soft growls, moans, pantings and purrs came from her lips as well as his own. With one paw upon her hip for support, he slips the other up her belly softly making his way towards her nipples. Reaching out, lightly he strokes his thumb across the sensitive flesh watching her gasp and it stiffen like a tiny mountain peak. She smiled up at him, as he smiled back while hips continued to bounce off one another. Tight walls ripple, grasp, milk an squeeze like a vice around that invading shaft as it continues to slide between her moist petals. The nectar coating that shaft, his pre leaking within her canal as the two become one once more. Fingers glide between both mountains, gently caressing the valley between voyages as he worked over each stiff nipple. Pinching, tugging, flicking, rolling, rubbing and then suckling to bring her more pleasure. These actions only seemed to add in tightening that silken tunnel around that pulsing shaft as it drilled lovingly in and out of her slick pussy.

Claws dig into those fleshy sides of her otter, bucking an squirming beneath him as waves of sheer bliss rushed across her body. Like pure adrenaline it courses through her, sending electric shocks to those nerves stimulating her so much that the pleasure sent her into orgasmic bliss. Body tensed beneath him, pussy gripping that shaft as it pistoned in and out of that canal which now was milking that cock all the tighter. Massaging, clenching, gripping, rippling and tugging on that shaft as she drowned that cock in sweetness while it begged for those orbs to drop its load within her.

"MMmmmmmmmffffff...fffffffuuuuUUUUUUUUUCK!!!!!!!"

She cried out as her hips became full of motion again, grinding an bucking wildly against his through her orgasm. Breathless, lips parted trying to pull in enough oxygen as the continued slapping of balls against ass mingled with the hip smacking sounds that mingled within her eardrums. Claws semi-retracting as to not hurt him too much, as seconds later Nikaro's orgasm rocked his body an flooded that kittens womb.

"S..shiiit...shit... ooohhh here.. it... cums!!!!"

Nikaro cried as those low hanging orbs scrunched up closer to his inner thighs, and that quivering throbbing rod began to pulse. Wave after wave of fertile heavy cream slipped into her already filled womb, It was good to know that once already pregnant you couldn't get pregnant again til after birthing. The orgasm was even stronger at the mere thought of getting his kitten filled once again with not only his seed, but another child. Nikaro had a secret, he was filthy stinking rich by all means of the phrase itself, but he was different than other billionaires. He didn't often live flashy, and even when he did it was done in a muted way. That was obvious from the home Darke had seen, but it was only one of many he called home.

He smiled down at Darke, as she smiled up hazily through the bliss of hormones that flooded her body. A soft purring could be heard from within her lithe frame, as she wiggled against your slowly relinquishing flood, she was getting used to the idea of being with someone and being really loved by that person. Emotions ran high as Kat wasn't too sure even now, where things would go and Nikaro could sense the slight hesitation that she had. Addressing it now, would not be the time but he had already formulated a few plans to get her to see that she was beautiful and that she would be taken care of and live very comfy.

"My kitten, I.. love you so.. much. I hope you can see that now."

Nikaro smiled down at her, leaning down an pressing his lips to hers for a quick soft kiss. Her purring never ceased as she relaxed beneath him, tail wrapped around his own while she processed his statement. The warmth that ran through her body struck home in her heart. Soft paw reaching up, caressing that tan cheek of his and gave him a bigger smile.

"I... I love you ... too Nikaro."

She seemed to struggle, but when the words slipped you could tell she meant it. Wrapping his arms around under her back, without withdrawing from her warmth the two rolled onto their sides. Soft nose pressed against your neck, inhaling that sweet scent of hers that had grown all the more deep in essence during their mating.

"I know.. you still don't like how you look my dear,"

The otter said, rubbing across that swollen belly as he pondered a way to tell her.

"I want to take you somewhere, will you go with me not knowing where I am taking you?"

Trust.. that was another key aspect he needed to get her to have. The faith that he wasn't going anywhere, and if she could start out by traveling to a unknown location somewhere in the world.. then he could worry about her less. She was in her thinking mode, you could tell as she laid there for what seemed like ages in silence, her fingers lightly trailing across his side.

"Mmmmm, alright my otter... I will go with you. Even if I have no clue where I am going. Am I packing for myself, or are you?"

She grinned, running those fingers across his chest and giggled.

"Excellent! No.. no, I will have things ready for us. You don't have to worry about anything but enjoying your time. I want to share something with you, I hope it will help you feel more at ease."

He smiled, kissing between her eyes and then slowly begun to drift off with her in his arms.

7

The Travel

Nikaro had never really spoken about his finances with his girl, he wasn't one for flashy or spending everything he could just because he had the money to do so. Now an then he had gone all out on things, the jet they were currently in for one and the house they would arrive at for another. Most people didn't own their own double decker jet, which was built just like a house. Level one consisted of a medium sized pool like the ones you would find at an apartment complex, within a room that was built to handle the water whether it flooded over the edges because someone filled it too much or the condensation collecting on the walls, with the tile floors being comfortably warmed as well. The rest of the lower part of the jet consisted of a plush TV room, full sized liquor & accompanying small deserts bar and massage parlor. Upstairs, you could get to by a set of spiral stairs or the two-person cylindrical glass elevator that allowed you to see outside as the clouds whisked by while you moved upstairs.

The bar was filled with well known, slightly less known and even exotic alcohol. From Vodka, Bourbon, Whiskey, Tequila, and Rum to Cognac, Cordials, Hard Liqueurs, Gin, Scotch and Brandy. You could drink everything from a glass of water, Soda, Tanquerey, Absolut 100, Wild turkey, Rio D, Kahlua, Baileys, Grand Marnier and Christian Brothers. The drink combinations, like the desert combinations were seriously endless. The TV/Movie room had two rows, consisting of 8 posh lazy boy chairs that had both vibration, cold, heat techniques in them an built in headsets with 3D glasses for those movies in need. The desert bar had so many flavors of gelato, sorbet, sherbet an ice cream to choose from one could hardly believe that you were on a plane in the sky and not a posh mall somewhere in some expensive rich city. Any flavor you could dream of could be found, it made Darke drool as she was temporarily dragged away from the delicious thoughts of vanilla, chocolate, cream, peaches, mint and more with even elaborate toppings. The sprinkles of all colors, M&Ms, peanuts, coconut, gummy bears, gummy worms, mini M&Ms, fresh pineapple, fresh kiwi, fresh blueberry, fresh strawberry, fresh banana, fresh raspberry, red hots and the list was so mind boggling the colors an choices didn't seem to ever end!

"I want to live here!"

She giggled like a school girl while going up in the elevator, as the cylinder shaped brushed stainless steel door swept open the duo stepped out on the crimson carpet. Standing there were three ladies and three gentlemen, dressed nicely but not overly penguin looking, the first gentleman was a giraffe and he had two flutes of non alcoholic apple cider standing on a silver platter while the first woman who was actually a penguin herself quite literally held a robe for both of them in their exact size. The second lady, was a golden retriever and she held out two bathing suits which just like the robes were exact sizes for the couple. The second gentleman had nothing in his rabbit paws, which would soon be explained that he was the bartender for downstairs. The third lady, she was also empty handed and again explained that she was the desert and TV/Movie room support. She too was also a rabbit, and was the mate of the bartender. The last gentleman was a not overly buff equine, and he was the masseuse.

"Evening Boss, Miss..."

They said basically in unison upon stepping from the elevator. Which made Darke not only blush, but kinda uneasy. Being used to being called nice things were not usually on her daily menu, that is of course until now. Darke reached out an gripped Nikaro's paw, for reassurance that overwhelming stuff wasn't going to literally knock her off her feet. He gave hers a soft squeeze in return, and a smile before addressing his crew.

"Evening team. Sweetheart this is, Andre our server. Nina is your personal helper; Jasmine deals with upkeep of the pool an general maintenance around the plane. Rufus is the bar tender for any drink you could ever want, and his wife Tina is our desert and pastries lady anything you could ever crave she can make or get a hold of. Gina who you can't see, is our pilot and last but not least Dominic does the little massage parlor downstairs. Team, this is Darke, please refer to her in whatever way she wishes. She is to be treated in all ways exactly like you would treat me. Is this understood?"

"Yes Sir!"

They said in unison, for it seemed they had been trained really well, Nikaro plucking one crystal flute from the platter an handing it to Darke before taking his own all without letting go of her one paw quite literally glued to his.

"Non alcoholic apple cider, a little zing from the ordinary but no alcohol to hurt the baby."

He said softly, as she gave a gentle purr an swish of her tail before clinking her glass with his an quickly downing the drink. She gave a soft smile, looking at each one before they were dismissed with a wave of his paw. There were still doubts at times, mostly the could she really be this lucky after so much bad luck in her life? One could understand the doubt, she had taken a beating for her life had never been easy and that she was used to. Being waited on paw an foot would make anyone unsure about things, the glitz an glamour that was all around only made her eyes widen that much more. Little did she know... where they were headed, what they would be leaving in and where they would end up. Nikaro had plans, he had found the girl of his dreams an he wasn't about to let her get away.

A soft sigh slipped Darkes lips as the two were now left alone standing side by side, she turned to him

"Sometimes... sometimes I still cant believe you are real. That this," she gestured outwards with her paw "is real. With everything I've gone through, getting here seems a bit.. ironic. One night in the bedroom.. lands me with this."

She releases his paw to rest hers upon her belly. If it hadn't been for the child, she is not sure if he would've stuck around and as it is males of this day an age don't often stick around while impregnating a female without making the decision on doing so first. Ears flicking to match her tail as she's gone quiet in thinking,

"I wonder... if you would have stayed, if you were not so wealthy. Accidental child, most males run away you know?"

A warm arm slid behind her waist, drawing her close with a smile. A sip upon his beverage before he spoke gently,

"Darke. Do you remember that I said, I wanted to be with you when I first laid eyes on you? I wasn't kidding, and being with you includes building a family. Whether planned or unplanned for this moment in time, a plan it is never the less."

He gave her a soft smile, an then a kiss between the eyes. The purrs vibrated softly across those lips for the time they lingered upon her forehead. She smiled back and stared at him for a moment in silence,

"I.. well I guess that makes sense. I suppose I finally just got lucky in life. Better than the lotto, I didn't have to spend a dime to get here."

She giggled, the two making their way around the second deck pausing on occasion as to watch the clouds go by. His fingers idly played with her hip, and her soft ebony form leaned into his sandy brown. More minutes pass before a soft beeping sound an some lights blinked, then the announcement.

"Attention, this is your captain speaking. Sir & Madam, we will be arriving within 5 minutes please take your seats."

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"Ahh.. we are here my love. Come now, lets get seated."

She gave a soft nod an followed, back the way they had come and down the elevator since they hadn't made it to the movie theater the pair had to return to the closer seating on the lower level of the mega plane. He watched her as those hips swayed before him, smiling as it made him want her all the more. She pleased him greatly in so many ways, she would probably never be aware of it all. Such a simple girl, from a not so simple life to falling for a debonair and rich male. The two were soon seated; of course Darke was first followed shortly by her otter, she would soon come to learn just exactly how rich he really is.

8

Antilla

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"Where.. are we?"

Darke asked as she stepped off the bottom step of the airplane ladder. The warmth hitting her square in the face as it was always hot in Mumbai India. Awaiting in the shade of the hangar, is his car the Bugatti Veyron 16.4 Super Sport. Katt couldn't help herself, she stopped and stared unable to believe her eyes. While not knowing much about cars, the look alone on this vehicle screamed expensive.

"Were in Mumbai India, my summer home is here.. well our summer home is here. One of them anyways. More so, the town of Antilla. And.. by the look on your face, you either know the car your staring at or that its expensive?"

She gave a soft quiet nod.

"I.. I know its expensive. I have no idea what it is exactly..."

"It's the Bugatti Veyron 16.4 Super Sport. Fastest production car in the world..."

He said leading her now by the paw to it before he spoke again,

"It's W16 engine--essentially two narrow-angle V8s sharing a crankshaft--with four turbochargers generates 1,200 hp and, along with improved aerodynamics over the original Veyron, allows it to reach a top speed of 268 miles per hour. Course, it'll never hit such high speeds again. I have you an our little ones now, I can't risk such an thing. Come, let's get inside where the air conditioner has been running for a few minutes now."

Darke didn't hesitate; she in fact nearly zipped in front of him and slid into the seat before he could fully open the door for her. His chuckle could be heard as he closed the door behind her and moved to the driver's side. The drive today to the house would be longer than usual, as he said his speeding days were over as the car pulled out of the hangar the bright sunlight shone through the glass warming their fur just a little making the combination between the sun an the air conditioner a nice feeling. Her stomach growled, an it was loud enough to be heard over the air conditioner, which made her giggle a bit an he followed suit.

"Alright, I think you an the little ones are hungry.. or your stomach wishes to escape. I prefer to believe the first idea."

He said smiling over at her before eyes returned to the road. Dark gave a nod an soft 'mhmm' before those dark soft paws slid up over her swollen belly an laid her head back. Closing her eyes she smiled, envisioning the little ones. Tiny noses, little squeaks, their tails an features would be a combination of cat and otter. She was so engrossed in the future thoughts, it took a minute for Nikaro to break through with his question.

"Darke? Darke are you ok? Darke??!"

"Huh, what sorry... what were you saying hon?"

At this point, she realized they were parked on the side of the road, she must've freaked him out real good for him to pull over. That thought made her blush as she heard him reply this time.

"I was asking you, what would you like to eat. I can call ahead to the chef an have it prepared for when we arrive home."

"Oh.. umm... I could go for a big helping of fish stew, with some fish cakes with a side of cream sauce. Oh and a whole smoked salmon, with a heaping side of mashed potatoes an more of the cream sauce over them. And milk to drink."

He chuckled hard.

"Is that all my love? I could order the whole Pacific Ocean salmon stock if you are that hungry. Or even all the cows for milk an cream on this hemisphere should you wish."

He teased, that smile flashed and she melted a little more. His smile was one thing that she loved about him, that an he treated her with respect not like some low life on the totem pole all because she used to clean up others fluids as a once lowly janitor for ZZ Studios. Those days were in the past, an surely those who knew her were jealous. No one made this kind of money at the studio, not even the owner ZigZag that made her smile all that much more. Here she was, in a super fast expensive car heading surely to a super elaborate and expensive home in a far away exotic land that most Americans never visit in such a manner. She was awed that he found her, and that everything had progressed in such a way that it had never could she fathom the wonderful things that are happening now would have ever happened to her in her entire lifetime.

She giggled at him,

"No.. no. I'm starving, famished.. but I do not think I can eat that much. Wait... could you really buy the whole Pacific Ocean supply of salmon?"

Darke asked in all seriousness, eyes round like saucers as she waited on a reply.

"Yes.. yes I could. But.. it wouldn't be fair to others, as much as I love you I don't think I could actually do it."

"Well, I wouldn't want you to. That wouldn't be who you are, and I love who you are right as you are right now."

He smiled again, an nodded. Before pressing a button on the car dashboard and ordering the meal with a direct line to the chef. He gave an estimate time of arrival, the two chatted for a moment and the chef even said hello to the future wife before hanging up to prepare the meal. They drove for almost two hours, down sandy dirt roads some of them laden with potholes. Other parts had herds of feral cows or sheep in the road, and either a missing owner or a lazy one who just stood there until the otter decided to go off road.

"You are going to mess up the paint job on this pretty car!"

Katt exclaimed, that an she was also worried about getting stuck in the soft sand an dirt that they drove through to get around the herds at times. But each time they managed to get past them without getting stuck.

"Shh.. its ok honey. I don't ever get stuck, an if I did there's always my helicopter to come get us. So.. no worries ok? Ahh... here we are."

Past the herds of cows an sheep, after many roads both made of asphalt, dirt or sand.. an with some pretty harsh potholes they drive up a long driveway to see a towering building looming up on the horizon. It seems to get bigger an bigger to Katt as they get even closer, her eyes go wide again as she points.

"We live in a condo for the summer?"

She turned to him, a little confused having thought it would be a house. Even though it doesn't look like a standard home because it in fact looks like a lavishly tall, sparkling set of condominiums or even a ton of apartments stacked atop each other. He just chuckled even more.

"No sweetheart, that is the whole house."

She blinked, rubbed her eyes an leaned forward to take a look. Before looking back at Nikaro, he only smiled back at her as she pointed. Now parked in the shadow of the air-conditioned garage the two got out.

"What?"

He asked, as she just seemed to stare at him in silence.

"ITS HUMUNGOUS!"

She exclaimed, pretty loudly which only made him laugh that much harder. Slipping around the front of the car, he took her by the paw an lead her to the elevator doors in this she realizes just how big it is. That an the otter couldn't help but give her some details of their home.

"Yes.. you could say that I suppose. I spent two billion on it, and its not child proof which means later more money. But that is no bother, the house is 27 stories tall. Made with a lot of wood, and glass. There are several pools on many levels, there's a see through one with soft gravel like bottom on the first floor. On floor 12 is a in room pool. It looks like a giant fish tank basically across one wall of the room, with a couch an table up against it but without the fish of course. And lets see.. on level 18 is another pool. That one has a big skylight that the window will pull open via control for fresh air, and its more of a waterfall pool. It's the smallest one of them. But my favorite ones lie on level 22 and 27. Level 22 has an outdoor pool that stretches out behind the house twelve feet. Its see through on all sides including the bottom. A large covering for shade can be brought up with a voice command or press of a button, should you need it for when the sun gets to be too much. All the pools can be warmed, or cooled to an exact temperature of your choosing as well."

Through this whole explanation they were going up and up, to the very top. He wanted to show her this pool, his crème del la crème and his favorite spot to be when he was here. The elevator door dinged, an slid open to the bedroom. It was the biggest room of the bedrooms, and definitely the largest pool. In the middle of the room sat a giant tank that went nearly the entire length, allowing a space on the right side for folks to walk through and definitely get furniture through. He takes her paw an walks her silently up to the glass.

"The shark tank pool. Now, don't worry.. we don't swim with them unless you want too. The pool itself is to your left, it takes up the entire left side of the room. You can get in here, or via the balcony. You can take the pool or the walkway to the balcony. Which you can see the short walkway rises above the pool an then back down onto the balcony. But, you can swim beside the entire length of the shark pool, rest and watch them swim or sit on the bed an watch them swim which is on the right side of the room you cant see quite yet."

"Wow."

Was all she could muster right now outside a simple nod of the head. Ears perk, twitching all about as he spoke. Her heart thundered, was it true.. an real? Did she get to marry the man of most women's dreams?

"A King size four poster bed awaits on the other side. With a couch, big screen TV and refrigerator for snacks. Of course a call button for the chef who is on hand 24-7 while we are here. I have an exotic fish caretaker, who watches over the sharks an fish 24-7 even when I am not here of course. The camels are out back in the stables beside the horses, which you can ride any time you want. Everything that is mine, is now yours as well my love."

He smiles an turns to her, an reaches out to caress her cheek. The wetness causes him to stop and wrap his arms around her, unsure of what is going on but he can feel her heartbeat was pretty rapid.

"What is the matter my love? Why the tears?"

"N...nothing is the matter. I.. I feel as if I am in a dream, I just don't want it to end. I cant believe its all real, it feels so.. so fantasy like."

He smiled, an kissed the top of her head,

"My angel, it is real. It isn't a dream, and it shall never end."

He said softly pulling back from her an looking down with that smile, which of course melted her all the more.

"I promise I am not going anywhere. I am yours, an yours alone. My work comes second to you an our children, anything you want or need or desire can an will be yours. Say the word, or take a card.. I've got plenty to share with you. My heart, my soul, my life, my money... our world. Our life. Our money. Ok?"

She gave a soft nod an sniffled, before turning to look at a tiger shark that swam by, causing all the small fish to scatter into the fake but wonderful looking reef.

"Ok. So.. mm tell me more?"

She squeezed his hand, an he squeezed back. Smiling down at her an giving a soft nod before he began again.

"Most of the pools are back lit by neon or led lights. The house is really energy efficient since its lined on all four sides with solar panels, an of course its usually sunny here every day of the year. Our employees are well paid an love working here, they have their own floors to live on and their own elevators. You wont see them less you ask them or go seeking them yourself. Like the maids or the caterer who is also the chef. Floor one, which we bypassed because we came from the garage straight here has a bunch of sparkling chandeliers and marbled floors. That's where the other elevators are as well, of course."

He chuckled, as where else would the elevators begin - level 20? He took her over to the bedroom, an sat in a lavish plush chair before gently pulling her into his lap an nuzzled her cheek from behind.

"I'm sure your feet were tired of standing, this is a better way to tell you of things anyways. My baby mama in my lap."

The two chuckled at that as she nodded, flexing her black fur covered toes. They indeed did start hurting, the ever-present baby bump swell helped with that, it made them ache an even swell themselves. She nestled in against him, purring softly as her tail sat idly over the arm of the chair as she waited for him to continue, he did of course seconds later.

"A couple of spiral staircases, and one very lavish two sided-double leveled one like you see in the beauty an the beast movie.. comes down into the ballroom which is on level 4. about a million or so crystals on the one crystal chandelier that takes up the entire ceiling, each crystal rod ends in a teardrop crystal that hangs from it. The lights hitting it, is magnificent. Almost as beautiful as my pretty kitty. The floors are made from balsa wood, an it can be used as a place for parties as well. Our sinks in all the bathrooms are the same, made of the ginkgo leaf shape. Native to India, the leaves in the sinks are shaped in such a way that their stems guide water into the bowl created by the basket of the leaf. Each bathroom no matter which one whether our rooms, or guests or even employees have a chandelier in the middle for lighting and a full sized full body jungle shower and bath with sliding glass doors and mood lighting with surround sound. I have a gynecologist, and mid-wife on speed dial and reachable via the large purple button on every floor pretty much every 5-10 feet. That was a recent modification, its in every home .. the colors an such are different but they are never the less there. I cant have you somewhere on your own an go into labor without getting help, now can I?"

She turned an kissed him. How could she not, this man was her everything an she had come to realize now more than before she no longer needed to hide under that façade or behind the wall to protect herself. She had her lover, who in turn was her guardian as well in so many ways. Protecting her, their unborn already.. and surely they would be forever happy. His lips pressed back against hers, lips parting an tongues soon explored one another's mouths for a few moments. Panting a bit hard, Katt soon pulled back an smiled.

"Mmmmm... I love you Nikaro. I am home. I am yours. I am happy. No longer scared, no longer hiding behind my claws and venomous words. Mmmrrr.. please continue, there will be time for breaking the bed in later."

She winked with a smirk, an he kissed her nose an chuckled again. Giving a little nod before furrowing that brow as he pondered where he left off.

"Mmm.. alright you naughty minx, pregnant an sexy.. and all mine. Teasing your otter like that, will get a broken bed indeed. But for now.. each room has a different color wall, ceiling, floor an so on. Marbled, wood, colored Indian rugs and themed differently. You can change anything you wish, never have to ask me. But I do want to hear about what you are doing, I want to be a part of your dreams. A wine room, snack bar and entertaining space, including couches and tables, fill out the full on theater room. The screen is just like you would find in any normal persons city theater, but this one is ours. It can get you any movie ever made that's currently out in theaters. Sometimes I can get a movie that's finished production but hasn't released yet to the public or even midnight audiences, it just depends. Level 15 has a double sized gym, with hot tub an wet an dry saunas. Sports drink an snack juice bar, smoothies included as well as a personal trainer should you want it and exercising machines. Little area for yoga, or relaxing in general with a masseur. Beside that is a dance studio. Even a room for snow, in case you want to make snowmen or have a snowball fight or just cool off cause you got too warm from the gym. The kids will love this room surely when they are old enough to understand an enjoy snow. Hanging vertical gardens full of tropical plants an flowers dot the outside of the house entirely, while there are also 4 levels to the garage which two of them are ours entirely. The others are shared by guests an employees."

"Wow... just wow. Why not build a smaller home, with less cost to spend less on employees an save funds for other things that may or may not come. That you may or may not want?"

Katt couldn't understand why someone would want so much room an space an spend so much money on it then more so to hire people to care for it. But if it made him happy she wasn't going to complain. Nikaro smiled at her question.

"Well at the time all I had was me. We can build smaller large homes, or smaller small homes. As I said, wherever, whenever, however you want my love. Now.. where was I?"

He teased her, pulling back lightly on one of those black fuzzy triangles she listened to him with.

"Mmm.. ah yes. From the balcony of floors 18-27 you can see the Arabian sea, in which our yacht sits in the harbor. Plenty of land for horse an camel riding, oh and all the floors have a warm or cool setting. So if you are in the bathroom, an you took a warm shower you could make the floor match. Or if you are too hot just after coming inside the bedroom from the balcony you can make the floor cool. Since heat escapes from the head an the soles of the feet the easiest, it'll help in cooling or warming you up quickly as well. There are large waterfall in the first floor, as well as on floors 5,10,15 and 20. Oooh, you know I've a couple of Tibetan Mastiffs as well, they are home though back in the states. Did you know, the largest Tibetan Mastiffs can stand over 31 inches tall and the breed typically weighs over 140 lbs? They come in a few different colors too like black, gray, brown or even, in some rare instances, completely white which I just happened to have a few of the white ones of course. Best of all, their coats shed odors which means they lack the smelly wet or dirty dog smell like other dogs have. In both their native Tibet, they've been prized as livestock guardians and have even been reported to have killed tigers to protect their flock! Which means, we definitely need a few more when the kids arrive. My family has to be safe. There's just a lot to tell, an a lot to see. You'll probably spend this year getting to know all of the places we live, what we own an the like just so you can be aware. You can work if you want, even get nannies but .. I don't think you will."

He smiled, because he could tell that Katt was tired of working at least for now. That an she would probably be a stay at home mother of their hybrid children.

"We have 200 bottles, well the only known left rare bottles of Shipwrecked 1907 Heidsieck. They cost me $275 thousand a bottle, a measly $55,000,000 at auction for them all. That is if you want to taste them they're in the wine cellar below the garage where we parked. It spans about 20 miles out in all four directions, so its about 80 miles large. Stocked with tons an tons of wine. From new to old, usually drank at parties, celebrations, or for the hell of it. I don't drink much or often but its nice to have when time comes an something that can be passed to the children when we pass or make them some change should things crash an my business go up in flames. God forbid, but you never know what the economy of this world will be from one day to the next let alone years an years from now. Anyways.. the chef keeps beeping my side pocket, an I can tell you are starving by now. I got lost in explanation, let us eat my love."

** **

With that, the chef and four men arrived within the room. One by one they came. A young looking rhino served the wine and sparkling cider, because of course no alcohol while pregnant. Another who seemed to be a German Sheppard, she put down the salmon and mashed potatoes dish, and the others finished off with the fish cakes, fish soup an cream sauces.

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"Ooooh thank you all so very much! It looks an smells delicious!"

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"GgggrrrrrRRRRRR"

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"Goodness! My love, it seems your tummy agrees!"

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She giggled an all the staff laughed as they nodded, introduced themselves rather quickly and then bid the couple a good dinner before leaving. Darke devoured everything she asked for, an even half of Nikaro's dishes before realizing it. He could only smile, giving her everything she needed or wanted even if it was his very own dinner. Tonight would be spent relaxing, an wandering about the place for tomorrow she planned on other things.

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** 8**

The Otter & The Cat

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The next few days were spent with Darke exploring the vast complex known as one of five summer homes, trying to wrap her mind around the extraordinary circumstances life had seemed to throw her way. Her final stop was down in the stalls with the camels and horses, particularly the horses. A golden palomino mare seemed to be her most favorite at the time being as she grabbed a curry comb an began to brush her long golden coat. From time to time a whinny or nicker would slip from the horses lips, or even the horse herself would lightly nibble at the hem of her shirt or press that soft nose against her side seeking treats.

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"Just wait... you can have a sugar cube after I brush you ok?"

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Which only seemed to make the mare give a soft snort an paw at the ground like a child, who couldn't wait for their snack. This made Katt giggle, as she did the familiar voice of her love rang through.

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"Ahhh.. I see you have found Sky. An it seems shes fancying you just as much as you are her!"

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he chuckled in amusement, rubbing that webbed paw across her elongated an elegant muzzle. It was returned with a soft bluster before seeking out treats from his pockets as well, making Katt giggle even more.

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"So that is your name beautiful... an it seems I know where she gets the pocket nuzzling for treats from. You spoil her like you do me, don't you?"

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He shrugged playfully,

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"Not quite as much as I do you, but yes.. I am guilty of that. Sky was my prized racing horse, but I retired her early so she could be a prized brood mare. Did you notice how much her belly swells?"

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Darke hadn't even noticed it, but now that it was mentioned she halted in her combings and ran a paw across the large bulge that stuck out from either side of the mare.

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"Oooooh shes going be a first time momma too? I can see it now.. ooh! Her baby kicked!"

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She beamed with a bright smile, unable to help herself. It was nice to know she wasn't alone as far as being pregnant went. Course she wasn't alone in general,

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"How old is she?"

"Five years. I only raced her for a year an a half."

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He smiled an pointed to the wall across from her stall, that was lined with ribbons an trophies an pictures.

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"See, she won quite the many awards. I know how horses are treated in racing, an didn't want her to go through that which is why she was a short lived racer. Not because she couldn't win, but because I wanted her to have a happier future."

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He slipped behind her, an wrapped those arms around her tiny but rotund frame. Resting his paws on her belly as he kissed the top of her head. A soft purr slipped from her lips, tail swaying softly between his legs happy.

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"That was very good of you to do. I wonder if she will have a colt or a filly, do you know?"

** **

While not completely versed in horse knowledge, with her friend Anailaigh being mostly of equine nature... zebra of course she did know a few things an terms.

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"Nope. Going to have to wait an see. But... she is yours. Which means you get a two for one deal."

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Darke looked up at him, wide eyed again an then back to Sky. Reaching out an laying a paw on her side once more, feeling the muscles ripple beneath her paw at the touch.

** "Mine? Really? Oh she's so very beautiful! Thank you sweetheart!"**

** WIP - Chapter unfinished {sex scene to come}**