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Getting bored of waiting around for my parents to return from the market, I start playing a tango on my computer's speakers. I meant to put it on as something just to pass the time, but looking over my shoulder at the beautiful white-furred wolf behind me, I seize the opportunity. "Sophie, would you like to dance?", I blush while asking. She smiles, "Okay! I don't know how to tango though...".

I laugh, changing the song to something a bit more classic and 1960's-ish, "Does that work?". "It does", she lifts me out of my chair and we start fooling around together, feigning dance moves: my "moves" being based on my own rhythm mixed in with some Disco-era spins for fun. Her moves quickly surpass my horrible dancing and she laughs as I stumble dizzily around my room, falling onto my bed as a result. We were having so much fun that I barely hear the loud report of the unlocking of the door.

Turning down the volume on my computer and taking a breath, I address her, "Well, here they are. I guess we can go downstairs together now, if you're ready". She moves her short brown hair away from her face, "Alright. I'm ready to meet 'em".

I hold her hand and lead her down the staircase just as my parents enter through the front door, "Hi, mom". The brown-furred wolf (don't ask me where my blue fur came from, I don't know) commands without looking at me, "Aeneas, help your father with the bags. He's carrying half his weight in groceries". (Really quick description: so my mom is nice, but she doesn't understand anything that I do. I guess I have my way of living my life and she prefers that I'd live another way). I vie for her attention, "Okay, but I have someone here I'd like you to meet. This is my friend, Sophia".

My black-furred father walks in moments later and drops off the bags of groceries, also failing to recognize the fact that Sophie is standing right next to me. I raise my voice a little, "I have a girlfriend and she's standing right next to me!". That got their attention.

My father finally looks up and sees Sophie, who waves politely, her tail wagging nervously as she compulsively fixes her hair. He asks, "Hello there. What's your name?". "I'm Sophie. Sorry if I'm interrupting anything: I convinced Aeneas to bring me over", she smiles. I could lose myself in that smile...but I need to pay attention to the situation at hand.

My mom stands by my father, both with their eyes trained on Sophie. She squeezes my paw anxiously and I step forward to divert their gaze from her, "So...I was going to get Sophie something for dinner, so we'll be going now". My mother insists, "I'll cook for her. I'd like to know more about her".

Hesitantly, I walk into the kitchen, pulling out my usual chair and letting Sophie have it. I'll just sit in the spare. As my parents take their places at the four-chaired table, Sophie nervously latches onto my hand as my parents bombard us both with questions. (Questions, I dislike thee. I don't know why, but I just feel bothered by them sometimes).

Just as she did for me when her parents started interrogating me, I defend her after a long chain of inquiry, "Come on, we're still 18. She doesn't have to know everything yet!".

My parents both glare at me, but my dad decides to speak to me, "Aeneas, why don't you just let your mom ask her some questions?". I retort, "Because they're invasive and kind of impractical when you think about it. 'What's your major?' We're still in high school, dad". His stare fortifies, "Even still, why don't you let your friend decide about the questions herself". Sophie squeaks, "Aeneas is right. I'm sorry, but I feel like I'm on trial for something".

The answer results in an awkward silence until the cooking timer sounds off, prompting my mother to finish up making some pasta for the family. I grab two bowls and serve both Sophie and myself, signaling for her to run upstairs. "Where are you going?", my dad barks.

I make a sarcastic excuse, "Upstairs. Sophie feels uncomfortable around dining rooms. It's part of her culture", and run up after her. They never let me bring dinner to my room, but I've wanted to pull it off for years. I'll admit that it's a lot more comfortable than being under the constant watch of my parents.

Opening my door, I see Sophie sitting Indian-style on the floor in front of my bed. I sit across from her, giving her a bowl and eating from my own until she asks with her mouth full, "Why were you so evasive back there? You kept resisting any question they threw at you".

I sigh, telling the truth, "It's been that way lately. They don't tell me much, I kind of respond in the same way. For instance, my mom wasn't home at seven in the morning today and my dad told me that she went to the bakery, but the bakery is closed on Saturdays. I just don't know what to think lately...".

She grabs my shoulder and looks at me, "You could just ask, you know". "But they're choosing to lie to me. I can't trust whatever excuse they give me for it", I answer, somewhat worried as I grab some random homework off of my bed.

I start reading an excerpt from a Spanish newspaper until Sophie snatches it out of my hands, "Want me to find out for you?". "Uhh...no, that's asking way too much of you", I reply. She entices me with a smile, "It would be fun...". "Oh, fine", I relent, shrugging my arms, "Let's go, but remember this was your idea".

Taking her hand, I lead her back down the stairs until my parents are in sight. She warns me, "Don't worry when I start acting. I'm not actually crying, I'm just trying to get them to sympathize, okay?". I nod and follow her as she walks in. She instantly gets their attention as she feigns reluctance, explaining, "Aeneas told me how much you value honesty, so I just wanted to admit something to everyone here. Even though I look like a regular female wolf, I'm not. I'm really a...a hermaphrodite".

They look completely shocked as tears form at her eyes and sparkle as they run down her pristine white fur. The cute wolf sniffles and then scuttles over for a hug, which I gladly accept. Acting as if I was supporting her, I say, "It's okay". She whispers in my ear, "How was it?". I joke in my whisper back, "A seven out of ten". She growls jokingly, "You jerk" and waits for my parents to awake from their emotional stupor.

My mom finally addresses me, "Well I'm surprised by that, but I'm sure you guys can handle that issue yourselves. Aeneas, after how honest Sophie was, I should probably tell you something as well. I've been going around trying to enroll you in some sport activities and camps to get you out of the house".

I yelp, "What?! Is that why I've been getting those random e-mails from some of those places?". "Probably", she admits. I murmur, "Well that's unfortunate...now I'll have so much spam in my inbox. Well, thanks for finally telling me anyway". At least it wasn't at bad as I thought it would be.

While my parents discuss Sophie's statement, Sophie sneaks in a quick kiss, "I think I should go home, Aeneas. I know the subways, I'll be fine". I intercede, "Oh no, you don't. Didn't you hear how they think a bunch of furs had their way with some girl who was traveling alone at night in the last few months? I'm going with you".

"Why? So you can get raped with me? I heard that's a great way for couples to bond", she jokes about my lack of physical strength. I shrug, "At least I could say I tried. Let me just grab some work and we'll be off".

Taking a few articles about science from my room, I run back down to her and call out, "I'm escorting Sophie home. I'll be home sometime soon". "Text me where you are tomorrow morning", my mom responds, concerned. "I will", I hurry out the door for the northeast bound train (toward the city) and Sophie follows less than a stride behind me. When we finally get to the station, the train pulls in and I dash inside, barely holding back the closing doors so Sophie could get in as well.

I notice a large tiger standing next to me who looks a year or two older than me staring directly at her ass and purring, to which I grumble and pull her behind me. It's not that I'm being possessive; I just want to protect her from those types of guys. I turn away from the big cat, but he confronts me, "Hey, wolf. You're blocking my view of that hot piece of ass. What is she, your sister?".

"No, a good friend", I stand up to the tiger protectively as my glance becomes its most intimidating, "She is much more than just a 'hot piece of ass' by the way". He brushes past me, "Whatever she is, I know what she'll be doing in a minute". "What's that?", I appease him half-heartedly. "Begging for me to fuck her like the slut she is", he smirks at his perverted thoughts and taps Sophie on the shoulder, "Hey, sexy. Tell your little friend to leave and we can have some fun together. Don't worry; no one will hear you moan".

Sophie pushes him off of her and lies, "I wish I could, but this wolf hasn't given me a break all day...I'm just too tired and sore. He even said that he loves me: he's so much better than my last twenty boyfriends this week". She pins me against the door of the train and makes out with me, still acting, "Let's get married soon, okay, sweetie?".

I nod, feeling her cock grinding against my sheath as she moans playfully. As soon as the tiger gets scared off from her antics, I laugh, lifting her muzzle so I could see her face, "You've been quite the actress today". "Yeah, but don't worry, I'm really serious about dating you", she smiles innocently. So cute.

I look at her face and half drool in front of her, but when she catches on to my stare, I snap back into consciousness. "I was just thinking", I blush, "I wasn't staring at you". "Of course you weren't", she answers sarcastically. I smile at the sarcasm, "I'm pretty busy tomorrow, just so you know. I probably can't get out of the house, but you have my number if you want to talk. I'll be available for that most of the day".

"Thanks for telling me in advance, but I guessed as much. I have school too, you know", she winks knowingly. I start reviewing the assorted articles that I took with me, teasing, "Oh, really?". "Yes, you silly wolf! I'm not a truant", she smiles. "No proof", I assert. She sighs, catching on to what I wanted to do, "You just want to find out where I go to school!". "Yep, but I was going to make it a surprise", I grin.

"I'll be surprised if you find it", she takes my paw as if it was a map and points to the southwest, "There's where I go to school". "I will find it", I declare proudly with a yawn, "And you will be surprised". "I hope so!", she laughs. Finally reaching her stop, I ask desperately, "I know it's a lot to ask, Sophie, but could I stay the night? I'll take the couch, I'm just afraid that I'll fall asleep on the train if I go back now".

She answers happily, "Of course you can, Aeneas! But I have something on the couch, so you'll have to sleep in my room". "No you don't. I was just there yesterday", I recall. She barks commandingly, "Aeneas, you're sleeping in my room whether you want to or not". I bow respectfully in exaggerated surrender, "Yes, my lady". She laughs, "You're so adorable and gentlemanly". "I'm not that good", I admit with a shrug. She grins maliciously at a secret thought, "Oh, but I think you are...".

Somewhat inquisitive, I decide to let it go and continue walking until we reached her door. She knocks on the door, but speaks in a whisper, "It's me, Nick...". The door swings open and the lights are all off in the apartment. Her brother hugs her and asks her bluntly, "Why'd you bring him here again?". She explains, "It's too late for him to go back home. You know what: let's all go to my room and you can make sure Aeneas isn't a bad person there".

We all crawl slowly on all fours, barely making a sound as we slip into her room in the left-hand corner of the second floor. "It's fine, the walls are all soundproofed", she smiles, "So, why don't you two talk now?". I make my best effort to be cordial, "What should I call you, Nicholas? I don't want to assume I can use your nickname". The grey-furred wolf grumbles, "Just call me Nick. You're Aeneas, right?".

"Yep. Some people call me Lopez or just "wolf" because my name is so weird", I try to make a self-degrading comment to get some sort of reaction from him. "It is kind of weird", he agrees with a smile, which he tries to hide. "What's so funny?", I look at his smile. The older wolf chuckles to Sophie, "Alright, he's not that bad, I guess. A bit peculiar though". "Much obliged", I shake his hand formally.

Just seconds after, Sophie grabs me and sits me on the bed, "Now it's my turn". "What did you want to know?", I inquire. She asks a tough question, "What do you want to do with your life?". "Well...I've always wanted to be a scientist", I mumble, "How about you?". Her face brightens up, "An actress or an artist. You know, something fun". "Cool", I smile at her enthusiasm.

Suddenly, I see a thought pop into her head, "Uhh...what are you thinking about, Sophie?". "Nothing, cutie", she turns to face her brother, "Nick, I'm going to sleep. You can go now". He nods and slips out the door without making a sound. Sophie slips under the covers and closes her eyes and I start readying myself for bed about ten minutes after, figuring that she'd be asleep by then.

I leave my shirt at the foot of the bed, hoping that she won't mind that I got comfortable for sleeping. Slipping in next to her, I feel her naked chest rubbing against my back and her paws running through the blue fur on my chest. I yelp wondering how she took off her clothes without alerting me, "Sophie!". "What?", she hugs me closer.

"You should get your sleep", I advise prudently. She turns her back toward me, "I'm cold. Could you snuggle with me?". I remind her, "But you don't have any clothes on". She looks back at me, "Give me a break here: this is more than a hint about what I want you to do to me".

I carefully remove my pants, "Sophie, you know that we've just started dating, right? Are you sure about this?". She smiles, "That just makes it more exciting. Now just take me, Aeneas!". Already unsheathed, after she gives me her permission, I drive into her pussy with a muted howl. She pants as I thrust into her, "Oh, Aeneas! More, please! Thank you so much!".

I try my best to keep up with her fast pace while restraining myself from going rampant. My god, she feels amazing. My body wants to just rip into her, but she looks so delicate that I would never want to hurt her in some way, even indirectly. She notices that I'm holding back, "Aeneas, I don't care if it hurts. Knot me, if you want. I want you to feel as good as I do". "Okay, but tell me if you need me to stop", I say letting myself go, my instinct kicking in as our bodies violently collide again and again.

She moans as I pummel her tight opening and massage her breasts in my hands. I feel my knot already start to swell and I hold back again. "Don't you dare stop, wolf!", she barks, "I want you to claim me!". The pleasure I feel quickly reflects itself in the rapid swelling of my knot, "Sophie, it'll hurt a lot. I'm speaking from experience". "It's okay, Aeneas. I want it. Thanks for caring about me, though".

After a hard thrust, I feel her opening accept my knot and the immense pressure of her vagina forces me to finish inside of her. A wave of my spunk floods her hole within seconds. "Your cum feels so hot...thanks for this Aeneas. I'm glad you were the first wolf to knot me", her face shows her bliss. I feel the same way, but I am a bit nervous, "Sophie, did I just...uhh...".

She laughs, "Don't worry, I'm prepared. I should have told you that before, sorry". "Okay", I sigh relieved, allowing myself to enjoy the moment again, "You look beautiful tonight, by the way". "Thanks! So do you", she compliments me, then realizes, "I'm going to be like this for a while, aren't I?". I wrap my black-furred arms around her and hold her tight, "Yeah, sorry about that. I stay knotted for a while".

"No problem, I don't mind staying so close to you", she looks into my eyes and her white tail tickles my underside. We stay together in a relaxing hug until I nibble at her ear and she whimpers playfully, "Stop! It tickles!". "You'll live", I joke as my knot finally deflates and I pull out of her, "Now how are we going to play this off tomorrow?". "I don't know...but it's already 5 AM. I think both of us are going to be sleeping most of the day tomorrow. If I'm too tired to say goodbye in the morning, I just want to say that I love you and I can't wait to see you on Monday", she kisses me.

"Nor can I", I smile, "I have my alarm set for 9 AM so I can slip out undetected. Have a good day, Sophie. Love you too". As I finish my sentence, I hear her snoring and smiling in her sleep. I kiss her one last time before falling asleep next to her. Best sleep of my life...

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I wake up wondering what time it is because I never heard my alarm. I see Sophie in front of me, "Someone was a tired little puppy". I groan, "What time is it?". "It's 5". I wipe my face, "Okay...wait, what?! I slept for 12 hours?!".

She chuckles, "You had great dreams too". I raise the sheets and smell my musk on them, "Uhh...well, after how great you were, I guess I couldn't stop thinking about you. Sorry". "Don't worry about it; I can blame it on myself. Just go home, I texted your mom so she wouldn't kill you", she helps me to my feet and with my clothes.

I smile, "I'm not even going to ask how you knew my security code. Thanks so much, Sophie. I have the best girlfriend ever". "Anytime!", she kisses me farewell and her tail wags as I leave the room. Carefully avoiding making too much sound, I exit the apartment and make my way towards the train. In a complete blur, I make it to my door within an hour.

Walking inside the house, I wave to my parents, who acknowledge my long absence (which I said was spent helping my friend Rob with some homework), and collapse onto my working chair, rushing though the myriad of note-taking and writing assignments for the weekend. I'd describe it all, except I'm sure you wouldn't want to subject yourself to reading about the torture that is secondary education.

"This is so boring", I say to no one is particular as I think about the night I shared with Sophie. Stopping only to have some chicken for dinner with my parents, I continue working until ten at night, when I finally take a shower and go to bed in my own room.

Stretching my arms, I can't help but think something is missing. Something that matters more than anything to me. Love: it's the greatest feeling in the world, but it's not about some_thing_...but about some_one_: Sophie. I miss her already, but I know I need to get some sleep. It's a school night, for god's sake. I'll be dead tomorrow if I don't rest up. I need to go to school so I can surprise Sophie by showing up at the door of her school (once I find it, that is). It's the perfect plan; I can't leave her there alone. With that in mind, I force myself to sleep. If someone depends on me, then I'd better be there for them...