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Chapter 1

I can't believe Andy managed to talk me into this, going to a gay bar like this and it's not even a special occasion to celebrate. As a human living in a city mainly populated by beastmen I was often glanced over by most people, and never really stood out, well I did stand out as someone with no fur or scales but I wasn't something you'd look twice at. Not that I minded not being in the spotlight, but it was hard to catch a potential partner to chat up. In my opinion there wasn't a lot of beastmen who'd settle for a simple human over a springy fox like the one on my left side for example, or a burly doberman standing tall on my right chatting with a masculine lion.

I was by no means weak compared to other humans, my regular gym visits every other week, and rehab every few months, provided me with a fit body with nicely defined muscles, and not too brags but I did have a pretty well sculpted posterior. And my height was nothing to disregard either standing a bit over the average so I was toe-to-toe with most beastmen except for the really tall races such as stallions and dragons.

With a sigh I chugged the rest of my drink and swore under my breath as the potent alcohol liquid burned its way down my throat. Trying to drown out my abandonment issues and loneliness with alcohol had seemed like a great idea at first, but now my head was spinning and the bartender too, and the bar... and the floor.

Shaking my head briskly to regain some focus I tried looking around for my roommate Andy, a hyperactive bunny with a bunch of colourful piercings in his long ears. Spotting him was usually no problems at all since his presence beamed like a lighthouse among the rocky landscape of furry and scaly monstrous beastmen. But I was unable to see him anywhere among the many bar-goes, much to my dismay.

Damnit Andy, it was your idea to go out tonight.

Feeling abandoned and more depressed than I was before I pushed off the bar and took a few staggering steps. The world spun in mockery to my declining balance, and sent me flying into a mountain of muscle, knocking the drink out of the hands from a giant, winged dragon man. I blurted out an groggy apology and put on the best apologetic face I could, trying my hardest to save my bones from being pounded into dust by the mad looking dragon.

"Watch out where you're goin' ya lil' bitch. You're gonna pay for that." His giant fist had me hanging from the collar of my shirt a couple of inches off the ground. Not really wanting any conflict with this raging beast I mumbled out an understanding word and reached for my wallet in my back pocket. My effort was halted though as I suddenly found myself distanced from the bad tempered dragon by a bull bouncer in equal muscular structure as his opponent.

"Take it outside if you're going to fight pal. You don't want me to toss out your sorry ass by the tail." I swayed from side to side in my drunken state while I watched the dragon man argue with the bouncer for a solid minute before he left with a puff of smoke from his nostrils. The bull turned to me and looked me up and down with some concern.

"You should consider taking your leave as well, you're a bit too drunk to be out here alone. Or are you out with your friends?" I came with friends? Oh right, I came here with Andy... But as I looked around for him I still couldn't find him, so I shook my head.

"Nah, I'm alone. I'll just leave now before I attract more trouble. T-Thanks for the help man." The bull man patted my shoulder as he helped me to the door and I thanked him one last time as I stumbled out the door and down the street in the direction of my shared apartment. It wasn't too long of a trek from the bar to home on foot, but smashing drunk as I was it could as well be a hundred miles.

Oh man, I think I'm going to have to throw up... I hobbled my way to the nearest alleyway and put up a hand against the cold wall to steady myself from falling over. The sickening feeling in my stomach washed over me time and again, but nothing would come up.

Just when I thought it had passed a giant paw was placed on my shoulder and I turned my head to look back at a scary looking wolf man in a full suit. Oh god the mafia is here to steal my life and kill my money. His square maw moved but no words came from it, but his large paw felt nice and warm on my shoulder and I felt myself relax for just a moment.

That's when the sickening sensation came back and the contents of my stomach emptied on the ground in the dark alley.

Right after pulling myself together once my stomach settled down, I stood back up only to fall backwards and get caught in the big, strong arms of the wolf man. He looked even scarier looming over me like this, and I was sure I'd wake up dead as everything faded to black.

• • • • •

Mmhm... Nothing like sleeping in on a day off... I stretched my body out, feeling it pop in all the right joints that was aching something fierce. Wait a minute... My memories started coming back to me. I was out drinking last night... And I got really dunk. And as I was walking home I stopped because of my upset stomach and then... a wolf? Everything after that is just blank. And yet I had woken up in a rather large comfy bed.

I sat up and groaned when my head thumped heavily as if someone was pounding on it with a sledgehammer. Looking around I slowly realized I wasn't in my room. It wasn't Andy's room either. Nothing in here looked familiar to me.

That's when it dawned on me that my clothes was missing, and as I lifted the covers I noticed the underwear I had on wasn't even mine. Black boxer briefs, I think, covered up my private area. Though they sat loosely around my slim waist and sagged easily, they were either ripped up or these pair of underwear belonged to a minotaur.

Aw shit they'd seen me naked... And my leg... I looked down at the scarred mess that was my right leg.

I frowned at the sight.

After gathering my composure under a few minutes of silence, I scooted over to the edge of the bed and put both my legs over the side. On the night stand next to the bed the alarm clock showed the current time. Ten in the morning!? Have I spent the night at a strangers place?

Slowly I crept towards the bedroom door and pushed it open as silently as I could. I was met with a waft of fried eggs and bacon lingering in the clean, fresh air. This place must have an excellent working air conditioner, and as I looked around the surprisingly high end apartment I got really concerned.

After the mafia boss wolf found me he must've sold me as a sex slave to some rich pervert, yeah that must be it.

A gruffy voice speaking caught my attention and I looked around the corner from the bedroom and saw the huge back of the same hulking wolf from last night. He was very large, with thick muscles not overly bulging out his physique and his long grey fluffy wolf tail slowly wagged from side to side hanging from above an incredibly looking firm muscular ass. I gasped. It was like a gift sent from god, perfectly rounded buttocks that strained the already tight dress pants like it begged to be groped.

The wolf man had a cell phone pushed against his pointed ear and he seemed to be in deep conversation with some co-worker? It was hard to hear everything he said inside my dampened head, but his words sounded angry and harsh. Which only discouraged me to interrupt him, so like a good slave I waited patiently?

So this was my fate now, to spend the rest of my life as a slave to the mafia. Heh, well I had a good run. I hope my family and Andy won't miss me too much.

I must've faded out again because when I looked back at the wolf again he had turned his head to look over his shoulder at me.

"W-What?" I was sure he had said something that I missed, so in a reflex my mind stuttered out a quick reply.

"I see you're awake now. Are you feeling alright? You were... quite out of it last night." His voice was still gruffy, but his tone was much friendlier now. He almost seemed approachable as he spoke with a concerned look on his face.

"Oh-... Uh... I'm fine, thanks... Uhh..." The wolf man sighed... in relief? He pushed away from the kitchen table and stood up, his towering figure was at least a head taller than me.

"That's good to hear. You were so drunk last night you threw up all over yourself and some on me as well in fact... I had to throw your clothes in the washing machine and then helped you with a shower before you were totally passed out and I had to put you to bed." As he spoke he had this stern eye contact with me that made me afraid of looking away even as he told me all these embarrassing things.

I was not really expecting he could look me in the eye after what happened, and what with how my leg looked... His eyes didn't even wander a single time.

"I'm... sorry. I must've given you so much trouble." Nothing else I said would fix all the problems I caused the wolf, so all I could do was stand there in my partly nudeness feeling remorse and dread. I wanted to cover up, put some pants on and hide my scarred right leg as soon as possible.

"Don't mention it, though I had to send my suit to the dry cleaner. And speaking of clothes let me fetch yours... they should be dry now." He left the kitchen table and disappeared through a door on the other side of the large apartment, leaving me alone for a few minutes.

I took another quick look around now that my mind was slowly returning to normal with only a slight headache wrenching my brain.

The wolf man must make a lot of money, like the president of a company would make mone. Nothing in the apartment looked cheaper than at least five grand, from the coffee machine in the kitchen to the exquisite coat hanger by the entrance hall.

"Here are your clothes." Said beast was suddenly behind me and I almost screamed out loud in fright. How can something that huge move so silently? I turned around and looked up at the wolf man's face, he had this grumpy look like he hated my guts but the way he approached me and his yellow eyes actually had a kind, gentle feel to them...

"Oh, t-thank you." As I accepted the bundle of clothes from the hulking wolf I felt my arms brush against his, even under the dress shirt I could feel his muscular arms as thick as logs. Good lord, he was built like a god. Calling him handsome would be a monumental understatement, a perfect body frame and square maw with a wet looking black nose. His grey fur was neatly groomed and his black hair kept back in a short tied pony tail.

When he nodded to me and walked past to return to the kitchen table where he had left his laptop I stole a couple of quick glances to first at his glorious looking fat bulge at the front of his pants, and another one at the mesmerizing firm ass of his. Each perfectly round buttock jiggled just enough even in those tight black pants he wore.

I could feel myself getting hard just admiring his clothed, furry body. Shaking my head I hurried back into his bedroom to change into my own pair of boxer briefs, which unlike his was able to keep my wily junk in place. It was a quick transition to get into my freshly washed clothes, after the wolf had so graciously cleaned them they smelled like... roses? Huh, what a surprising scent for such a strict business wolf.

Maybe he had a girlfriend which made him use a more scented detergent. Either way I was grateful for everything he's done so far, especially the part of not saying I was his slave...

Once I was presentable enough again, I went back into the living room of the luxurious apartment. The wolf man was over the kitchen bench this time and held his tail higher than earlier and wagging briskly.

"Are you hungry? I still got some breakfast if you'd like. Oh and your phone and wallet is on the kitchen table, you can check I didn't steal anything." Hah, why the hell would someone living in an apartment such as this steal from a low class such as me?

He must've heard me laugh because he made a quizzically face looking over his shoulder, which in my opinion was rather adorable even under all that manliness. One of his ears was folded back while the other stood on end in attention.

"Sorry, didn't mean to laugh..." I went up to the kitchen table and gathered my things laid out neatly.

"I just thought the idea of someone who lived in a place such as this would even consider taking money from what could only be described as a, sad excuse of a penniless waiter. If anyone should be worried it would be you, how can you tell I wouldn't just wake up when you were asleep and rob you blind?" There was no real reaction from the wolf man; he just turned his attention back to heating the breakfast he previously mentioned.

"But you didn't do any of that, so I'm not worried." His massive shoulders rolled slightly and he turned around with a plate in one paw.

"Besides I'm confident enough that you wouldn't get very far even if you tried to steal from me. You are in one of the most secure buildings this side of the city." Oh, I see. He really must belong to the mafia then, living in a mafia owned private skyscraper.

"Right, yeah of course. Only a crazy person would even think of robbing such a scary looking guy as you." Oh. No. I said it out loud. I expected a hearty laugh from the wolf and a stab in my throat with a wicked grin on his face.

But that fantasy never happened, instead he got a sullen look on his face as he placed the plate on the kitchen table on the opposite side from his laptop.

"I... I'm sorry, I didn't mean-..." My apology died off when he sighed and waved a paw dismissively to me.

"It's okay, it's a common reaction. I guess I shouldn't be surprised." Even as he said so, he had this incredibly sad expression when he returned to his laptop and sat down. In silence I settled down in the seat across from him.

"T-Thank you for the food." He didn't look up from his screen as I thanked him, but I suppose that was for the best. I didn't really know what to say to him and I'm sure he just wanted me gone as soon as possible.

After a quick breakfast in silence the wolf man led me to the door of his apartment and handed me my jacket which had also been cleaned of any vomit.

"Here you go. Take care of yourself now, it wouldn't look good for you if you got yourself wasted and passed out in an alleyway or something." Despite his still saddened face he tried to reassure me in what I assume is his way.

"Uh, I will. Sorry, and thanks again for all the help you've given me. There must be some way for me to repay you for this kindness you've shown me." A small smile crooked the corners of his mouth and he shook his head.

"There's no need for that, I'm only happy I was able to help you." A quiet rustling sound came from behind the wolf, and I could see the tip of his furry tail wag from side to side.

He... enjoyed being complimented? This huge ass, stern looking manly wolf, appreciated being told 'thanks'? I have to try out my theory.

"No really, I can't just overlook this huge favor you did for me. How about I pay for your dry cleaner? I'm ashamed I ruined such an exquisite suit for you, it looked so good on you as well." I don't remember much from last night, but I do recall this wolf in his business suit looking dashing and important.

My words certainly had a greater effect this time, as a slight blush washed over his cheeks and the wagging pace of his tail increased.

"O-Oh no, it's alright really. Besides I shouldn't make a poor waiter pay for an old man's bills, now should I?" A light smile played on his lips, and I couldn't help myself from smiling back. This was fun, is it always this easy to play with his emotions?

"You're probably right, even if I wanted to there's really nothing I can do to pay you back. But... hey, how about I invite you out for a drink or something sometime? Even the high class needs to unwind from time to time, right?" I don't know if it was appropriate for someone this classy to hang around me, but this was all I could do when money wasn't enough.

Besides, I couldn't just let this opportunity pass me by to get to know this hunky wolf better.

Judging by his lightly surprised expression led me to think he wouldn't mind meeting up for a drink together.

"...Yeah alright, I'll take you up on that offer. As long as you won't drink yourself totally wasted like last night." He flashed a row of sharp fangs when he grinned wider.

"Heh, I promise I'll take it easy on the bottle. I'm Lukas by the way; I can't believe I waited this long to properly introduced myself. Lukas Rosenberg." I stuck out my hand, and after a slight hesitation a large paw wrapped around it and we exchanged a firm handshake. If he found my last name to be curious he did not mention it.

"A pleasure meeting you Lukas, my name is Matthew Sanders. But... uh... you may call me Matt if you'd like." I retracted my hand and smiled up at Matt, and received a smile in response. Despite his frightening appearance at first glance, he appeared much more approachable after giving him a proper look.

If only he batted for my team, I'd bed him in an instant. I bet he's hung like a stallion as well, and probably wouldn't mind some pandering attention to his grab-able rear... Mhhm!

To save myself from such improper thoughts I stuck my hands in my pockets and felt my phone, realizing I almost forgot to ask for his number so I could contact him.

"Hey, would you mind if we traded phone numbers? I would have no way to reach out otherwise." As I suggested trading phone numbers he received a slight blush on his cheeks again, but agreed quick enough and I gave him my cell number, and I got the number to both his apartment and his cell.

"Anyway, thank you again for all your help, for washing my clothes and for the breakfast. You've been incredibly nice, and I just can't thank you enough Matt." I made a short bow and Matthew's blush got even worse when I thanked him. Oh this was going to be fun...

I exited his apartment into a grand hallway, and with one last good bye I approached the elevator and pushed the call button. Looking around I could see just a couple more apartment doors on this floor. Man what a life to live here, perfect for the bachelor or newlywed. There was certainly enough privacy that none will bother you, but still the closeness of apartment neighbors and short distance to the city.

The elevator arrived and I stepped inside, again dazzled by the extravagant decor. Under my feet there was laminated hardwood floor and panels on the walls, with a full on body mirror at the center wall and an extravagant light fixture in the ceiling filling it with an almost outdoor light. This elevator alone was better looking than Andy's and mine apartment.

Shit! Thinking about Andy I just realized I hadn't sent him a single text about me leaving the bar at all. During my time in Matthew's place I hadn't even given the bunny a single thought.

I pulled up my phone and saw a couple of unanswered calls and a bunch of messages. All of them from Andy. I pushed to call him at once and tapped my foot in anxiety, pick up, pick up. Oh thank god.

"Lukas?! The hell happened to you last night? There was some commotion and then I find out from Toby that you left by yourself, and when I get back I can't find you anywhere. You won't answer your phone and, and... Gods Lukas, I was so worried." I could hear a sob from his side of the phone and I did my best to hush him.

"I'm so sorry Andy, I didn't mean for any of this to happen alright? Last night I got a little bit too drunk, and this dragon dude tried to pick a fight... So I decided to leave before push comes to shove. And as I walked home I had to stop because of my upset stomach and... I met this hunk of a wolf Andy. Oh my god, he's huge and so fucking handsome. I wish I could remember what happened last night but after he found me everything just went black for me." I heard Andy snivels from time to time as I told him everything that happened from the moment I woke up until I left Matthew's apartment.

At first my words seemed to appease the worried bunny, and he told me as much that he's glad I'm alright.

But then he said something that got me thinking.

"Dude, he said he helped you take a shower. And he changed you out of all your clothes. That means he totally saw you in the flesh, your leg included... And he still wants to have a drink with you? He's either too old to care, or so deep inside the closet not even Aslan could find him." Oh. My. Lord. Even if the chance was slim, there's a very slight shimmer of hope for me to bag me a big one... In a manner of speaking... As for my leg well... That was an entirely different business.

Unlike Andy I wasn't always on the hunt for a booty call, but I'd love to go steady with just a boyfriend given the opportunity.

"Heh, that's true. But I won't try anything on him; he's much too sweet and looks like he could use just a friend." I sighed slightly at the same time I stepped outside the elevator. Wow that was some elevator ride, felt like an hour...

"Suit yourself." Andy sighed. "I hope for your sake that you're making the right decision. You're much too nice at times like this, and that is why you're still single. Anyway, when are you coming home?" As he spoke I almost ran into the glass doors at the entrance, they wouldn't open simply because I approached them.

I suppose in a place such as this there would be some kind of security... aha. There was a window and a counter at the nearby wall with a bell to ring for service.

"I'm not entirely sure, but at a guess I'd say half an hour or so. I'll text you if I'll be late." I rang the bell after reassuring Andy for at least five times before he would hang up, and a leopard guy appeared behind the window and pulled it open to greet me.

"Hey, uhm... Could you let me out? I... I don't really-..." The leopard eyed me up and down when he first saw me, and interrupted me talking with a hand gesture.

"Matthew called ahead saying a human was about to head out. You know you're the first guest he's ever had at his place that isn't his bitch of an ex-wife. I assumed there would be something special about you but you're just so... plain looking." He seemed so disappointed in my appearance, as if he expected something else entirely. Wait... Matt had an ex-wife? Gah, now he most certainly was a farfetched price.

"Yeah, whatever man. Are you going to let me our or was there something else?" I didn't mean to be rude, but I just wanted to get out of his face and go home.

"Fine, fine. Here you go, opening the door now." He didn't pay me any more mind as he pushed a button under the desk and the glass doors parted.

"Thank you, good bye." I gave a short nod despite myself and hurried outside.

At last some time for myself to think about everything. My headache was like forgotten after all that had happened to me in the last hour. I pulled up my phone and looked at Matthew's name in the phone book.

Even if I could only have him as a friend, that would be enough. It would be a shame to not have such a hunk for fantasy material, and a prolonged friendship was sure to give me ton of good memories with him.

I put the phone away and looked around my surroundings, trying to figure out where I was. Hey I remember this area... the city park is near here, yeah... this way if I'm not mistaken.

Walking down the street that felt most familiar I came upon more familiar buildings, and a block or two more and sure enough. There was the city park, all green and lush. There should also be a bus station nearby, I can catch a bus home from there.

Man, not only his home but the location of his apartment was in prime conditions. Literally just a stone's throw away from the bustling downtown and yet hidden away in such a way that people just generally didn't go there.

Even if I worked every day for the next twenty years I would never be able to afford to stay in that place longer than a week.

I pondered the day's event even more as I reached the bus station and waited for the bus that would take me home, I wonder when we'll be hitting the bar together. I'm looking forward to it.