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'And beyond the... sunny meadows lied a shallow valley.' The clacking of keystrokes on a typewriter filled my small office room. I typed my trail of thoughts down as if I was walking through yesterday's trail. I paused to look outside the window to my right where a small yard bordered the edge of a forest. Leaves and tiny branches rustled from the slightest breeze. I lived far away from the big cities in the eastern plains and valleys. The loud noises of cars and city goers was replaced with the magnificent wind and the voices of nature herself. It was a truly beautiful, albeit isolated place to live. The closest town was fifty miles from my house, if you could even call it a town. One hundred or so part time residents living in a large lumber camp didn't exactly count to me. If it wasn't for a landline phone, then I truly would've been isolated! As far as income was concerned I would use the easternmost portion of my land for leasing, permit hunting, fishing, herding, or occasional logging. That was usually more than enough to live off, and no other human lived remotely close to the rest of my land. However, being so far away meant that I had different neighbors.

Anthropomorphic tigers known to humans back east as beasts inhabited such untamed lands. Tigers were semi nomadic, and tribal. They lived in small bands together in small family huts which were hidden throughout the wilderness. I rarely spotted one from my property, and even if I did then a tail or flash of stripes would disappear from view in seconds. My land also bordered the untamed territories of the tiger confederation. In fact, I could see the border from my house! The phone in the kitchen ended my thoughts as it suddenly rang.

"Always when I daydream." I shuffled over to the ringing annoyance. "Hello?"

"Patrick!" An exasperated voice greeted me. "I am glad to hear your voice." The man's relieved voice on the other end blew out a giant sigh if relief. It was Watson, a government official that worked for the largely underdeveloped territory that I lived in.

"What's up?" I inquired.

"To put it simply: we need you to be in a wedding."

"A wedding? What kind?" The timing seemed odd, especially since I was virtually isolated.

"A tiger wedding. The human government and tiger federation are coming to an agreement over fishing rights to a lake north of your property. I know you live very close to them." Attending a tiger wedding sounded fun, and I was curious to learn a little about the largely unknown natives that lived around me.

"Ok. Sounds like a deal." I said.

"Great! We'll be there in an hour by helicopter." The man hung up.

"An hour?" I hung up the phone and sauntered over to the back door. 'It takes regular shipments more than five days to reach my house.' I walked outside onto the deck. I took a deep breath and smiled. The fresh air never bored me.

***

The sound of a helicopter surprised me in no less than fifty eight minutes. I rushed out to the front yard as a large helicopter of sorts descended from the heavens.

'That's a government aircraft.' I remarked. The medium sized aircraft landed in my yard and promptly killed its engine. Two bulky ATVs were driven off a ramp. Both had extra seating spaces in the back like a golf cart. Watson was on a back seat along with a few assistants. All were seated in the two vehicles, ready to go.

"Quick! Jump in or we will be late!" Watson drove up to me. As soon as I sat down, then vehicles bolted into the wilderness. "You have no idea how much you are helping me." He practically prostrated before me. I held on tight as we drove over bumpy terrain.

"Why do you need me to attend if this a government thing?" I asked.

"Oh. Hmm..." Watson rubbed his chin. A ready assistant whispered into the man's ear. "Ah! We need someone local as a witness. Don't worry. I have all of this planned out." He reassured me. Within half an hour by the power of two diesel motors we reached the middle of nowhere that was a tiger village. The village was tiny compared to any human town, but tigers rarely grouped together in more than a few dozen individuals. Huts were scattered a fair distance from each other in the brush, tall grasses, and shady trees. Outdoor fires were common. Spears were the only plentiful craft other than a scarce necklace or hand drum. The most obvious feature about them was a lack of clothing. Not a single member, regardless of age or sex, wore any clothing. White furred breasts and genitals were visible for all to see.

"What an odd place." I softly whispered under my tongue. Tigers were known for their intelligence, and they could learn an entire language in mere days by simply listening to someone speak it. Although it didn't seem to occur to them that clothing was a necessary invention. Maybe clothes would make it impossible to recognize someone else?

"Ah. Welcome." A deep voice rumbled. An older male and female tiger approached us. Their beautiful fur coats seemed to shine in the direct sunlight. The male was a full head taller than me, and the female was barely an inch shorter than the male.

"The spirits have granted us beautiful weather." The female hugged us one at a time. The male followed suit.

"Spirits?" I whispered to Watson.

"It's their religion." He elbowed me.

"You must be Patrick." The elder tigress looked down at me and smiled. Her teeth made me feel uneasy.

"Uh, yeah-h!" She hugged me in a tight squeeze. 'Her arms are stronger than iron!' I struggled to hug her back without coughing into her neck fur. When she released me the male followed suit and gave an equally impressive hug.

"We are so glad that you all have arrived." The male released me. I caught my breath much to everyone's amusement. "This marriage will bond the humans and tigers together forever. Please eat before there is nothing left." He motioned to a large fire where a deer and boar were slowly cooking. However, there wasn't much left even though neither had finished cooking.

'They even eat raw meat?' I wasn't too surprised as the modestly sized group cam to welcome us. Other tigers of all ages greeted us in quick succession, but I noticed one stay back. A young tigress, small chested like her feline brethren, remained quiet by a tree. Her golden eyes happily watched the crowd in front of her. A long striped tail twirled between her digitigrade ankles like a snake. It was odd because every other tiger was so friendly to us.

"She looks nervous." I whispered to Watson.

"Who?"

"That tigress over there." I pointed.

"That's Seravi, the only daughter of this tribe's head chieftain."

"Is she the one going to be married?"

"Yessiree. Isn't she stunning?" He elbowed my side.

"Eh. I haven't considered someone tribal as a potential wife." I admitted. Those feline faces were scary!

"She's twenty nine. That's around your age." He added before slipping away to talk with one of his workers.

'So what if I'm twenty six and she is twenty nine?' I thought and glanced over at the tigress. She looked away from me, bashfully wearing a giddy grin. 'I wonder which one is going to be married to her.' I looked at the other guys near Watson. All of them were dressed similarly without a distinguishing feature. 'Maybe she's marrying another tiger.' I had no clue what a tiger wedding was like. Would there be a big procession, or none? Would there be singing, or silence? Was it a simple kiss, then elopement? I didn't know. "Where's Watson?" I looked around. I wanted to know how much longer we would have to stay. I didn't have any plans to take care of, but I didn't want to stomach a half cooked pig. I took a step only to bump into someone. "Oops! Sorry." I faced the tiger only to realize it was the shy tigress. Like every other adult tiger, she was taller than me with a strong frame. Her orange and white fur coat was decorated with black stripes acting as natural camouflage. White whiskers stuck out of her muzzle too.

"Hi." Her voice softly greeted me with fluttery nervousness. I would've been nervous too if a bunch of strange people showed up at my wedding.

"Hello. I heard that you are Seravi."

"Yes." She slowly nodded. "And you are Patrick." She reached out and held my hand. The black pads and orange fur cradled my skin.

"That's me." I glanced around. It seemed like everyone already knew my name. Her golden feline eyes intently stared at me with their complete attention. They crept closer, like a predator stalking prey, until our faces nearly touched. I nervously grinned and started to take a step back, but the feline held me close. Her pink nose and fuzzy white lips suddenly pressed against my face. All I could see were her slitted eyes. Those golden feline eyes froze me under their predatory gaze. A sudden flash of light stunned me from my momentary stupor. 'A photograph?' I turned to see one of Watson's assistant's taking a picture of the tigress and me.

"You two in this one." He motioned behind me. Hands suddenly rested on my shoulders.

"Huh?" I turned around and looked up finding Seravi's parents standing behind us. I looked ahead with a terrified expression as another photo was taken. The flash of light stunned me as if I was a deer. All eyes, feline and human, were watching us with pleasant gazes. An eerie feeling formed in my gut as the crowd slowly dispersed. Watson came bounding up to me wearing the largest smile on his face.

"Perfect! Now you're married to the head of the Tiger Clan's daughter!" He congratulated me. I blankly stared back at him.

"What?" I hoarsely asked.

"Don't look glum! Tiger's make splendid wives!" He enthusiastically patted my shoulder. Two tigers approached and presented a large rug to us. "Look! They're giving you a wedding present." I was too shell shocked to speak, but I managed a nod. The tigers loaded it onto the ATV. "Alright! Let's get you two home and wrap this up." The bureaucrat ushered us onto one of the vehicles. The assistants quickly piled into the other and we were off. Seravi's parents waved until we disappeared from sight. I expected to wake up from a bad dream every time we hit a bump on the ride back home. Even when my house came into sight my mouth was empty of words to say.

'What's going on?' I glanced at the smiling tigress beside me. I looked down and realized she had been holding my hand the entire time. "Excuse me." I hopped off the vehicle as soon as it stopped. I desperately approached Watson. "No, no. This isn't right-" My confusion of the situation caught his attention. He placed a hand on my shoulder as the two vehicles were loaded onto the aircraft.

"We'll give you whatever you want or need. This deal settles a big conflict the government was having over fishing rights to the large Tiger Lake. I'll call you in a few days to check up on you two." He flashed another big smile before dashing over to the helicopter and boarding it. I watched the aircraft fly away in less than a minute.

"I'm married?" I looked over at my front door where Seravi was already discovering my house. The feline slipped through the front door by herself. 'Ok. Maybe she can explain this odd situation to me.' I hurried inside. The tigress was looking down the hall, and quickly turned to greet me.

"Hi." Her characteristic feline grin returned to her muzzle.

"Uh. Are we... uh..."

"We are mates." Seravi flashed all of her sharp white teeth. I managed to grin but took a step back for good measure.

"Right." I started worrying that I was actually married to a tigress. The clock quietly ticked in the adjacent room, a constant reminder that I wasn't dreaming. I took several steps down the hall as the odd feeling set in.

"What are you doing?" She asked and took a few steps towards me.

"Taking a bath!" I promptly retreated to my bathroom. I didn't bother looking over my shoulder. 'What in the hell have I gotten myself into?' I pressed my back against the door. From a typical afternoon of typing, my day had turned on a dime. By the evening I was married to someone of another species that I had never met before! After combing my fingers through my hair several times, I stood up and shook my head. 'There has to be something I can do.' I stripped down and cut the water on. The warm shower relieved some of my worries as I stepped inside. "Until then I'll have to set up a room for her-" The door suddenly opened.

"Patrick?" A voice inquired.

"Uh... Yes?" I nervously swallowed. Seravi didn't reply but I could hear the soft padding of her footsteps approaching. I felt like a deer with four broken legs. "Seravi?" My eyes widened hearing the shower curtain open. I spun around only to lock eyes with the tigress.

"Water?" She stuck a hand out and was surprised that her hand became wet.

"Cats don't like water!" I covered myself as she eagerly stepped inside. Her ears folded back from my yelling, and the expression on her face was less than amused. I trembled as the taller feline's golden eyes stared at me ominously from above. My body remained petrified until something brushed against my groin. "Ah! What are you doing?" I swatted her hand away and covered myself again.

"Washing my mate." She answered and pried my hands away. I fell backwards and knocked the back of my head against the metal faucet. The tigress knelt down between my legs and reached for my privates.

"Are you trying to rape me?!" I struggled to get away from her. "No! Stop!"

"Not same!" Seravi growled in broken English and seized my assets. "Mates always wash each other." She reasoned for me. I gasped seeing the tips of her claws showing, but I didn't dare move. To my surprise, the tigress held everything up in a warm palm and started washing me. Her bulky padded finger tips softly caressed my vulnerable skin. Terrified, I watched her rub while the water poured on us. Every second I feared a claw would end my role as a man. I gasped for breath when she finished and stood up. I jumped out of the shower and stole a towel before running butt naked to a safe spot in my house, the guest bathroom. I caught my breath and shivered in the small space.

'That was scary...' I sat down on the commode to breathe. I stared at my male hood, never having been so thankful for having it with me intact. I dried off and set the towel aside. "Uh oh." I forgot to retrieve some clothes for the night. A tapping on the door startled me.

"You in there?" Seravi's voice asked from the other side.

"Y-yes!" I quickly wrapped the towel around my waist. Nothing more was said. I pressed my ear to the wooden door. After a moment of silence I carefully opened the door only to find myself face to face with Seravi. She was still naked, and her fur was noticeably damp from the shower. "Put some clothes on." I had trouble keeping my gaze averted from her petite chest where two soft pink nipples stared back at me through the snowy white fur.

"Tigers do not wear clothes." Her husky feminine voice silenced my opposition.

"They should." I stepped around her. "Humans do." I hurried to my room to get dressed. It was late, and I needed some good sleep to figure out what to do. I made a quick trip to the bathroom to brush my teeth, but I shouldn't have been so careless to leave my bedroom unclaimed for more than a couple of minutes. I walked back into my room only to silently gasp. Seravi was sprawled out on the covers asleep. A single golden eye opened and I quickly left. Sleeping with a tigress absolutely terrified me! I huddled into the furthest room from the tigress where she wouldn't look for me, the laundry room. I was scared, angry, and deceived. 'No one told me that I was the one getting married.' I grumbled. The whole ordeal gave me a headache, and the bump on my head wasn't helping.

'Maybe tomorrow will be better...' I fell asleep slumped against the dryer, wishing I was in bed.

I awoke hearing the back door close.

"Huh?" I sat up and looked around the laundry room glowing with the morning sunshine. Grogginess clung to my stiff body as I stood up. Yesterday's events rushed back into my memory causing me to groan in annoyance. 'I don't want to-' A heavy thump on the kitchen counter stirred me into action. I burst out of the laundry room. "What in the-" My jaw dropped at the sight before me. Seravi was cutting a freshly killed deer on the counter with a stone knife.

"You're awake." Seravi glanced at me before resuming the long cut. The glazed over look in the deer's eye snapped me from my stupor.

"Wh-what... Look at what you did." My voice quivered as anger quickly boiled up inside me.

"I hunted this morning." She pointed out the obvious fact.

"You brought a deer inside my house!!" I yelled at the top of my lungs.

"To eat!" She retorted.

"Get it out! Get it out!" I yelled. Seravi showed her fangs and took a step towards me. I cowered and hid behind the laundry room's doorway. The tigress hauled the deer over her shoulder in a miraculous display of strength, and went outside. I crept out of my hiding place when I heard the door snap shut. "Oh my god..." I groaned at the blood, dirt, and hair all over the floor and counter.

***

It took well over an hour to clean up what the tigress had left behind. "Now where did she go?" I looked around the kitchen. The tv was on in the living room, but there was no sign of the tigress anywhere. I peered through the window outside only to find a few bones and discarded flesh from the deer that she caught. My body shuddered. 'Hopefully I won't end up like that.' If I angered her too much... A crashing sound in the living room suddenly had my attention. I hurried down the hall, unprepared for the sight that greeted me. Seravi was standing in front of the tv in a read tort pose, claws unsheathed. The fur on her long tail was puffed out along with her hackles. The flat screen was obstructed with a remote sticking out of the center of cracked glass. A thin trail of grey smoke wafted out from the center.

"What did you do to my tv!?" My voice blared. The tigress's head shot over and looked at me. The dilated pupils narrowed into slits and she immediately relaxed.

"There were figures and loud noises, then sounds of gunshots. I quickly stopped them." She nodded and pointed to the remote sticking out of the broken screen.

"It was on my favorite movie channel!" I cried out, ready to tear hair out of my skull. The tigress wrinkled her muzzle at my reaction.

"You aren't happy that I stopped it." She folded her arms which covered her chest for the first time. The smoke alarm in the hallway blared an annoying beeping tone.

'This isn't happening...' I covered my eyes.

It took a week for the government to fly a new tv in from the east, and that wasn't even on my list of troubles. The past week was the worst in my life, but I didn't see any solution to my dilemma.

'How can I get out of this?' My footsteps plodded into the kitchen. Avoiding someone who was married to me was ruining my life! 'What can I do?' We were mates and she wasn't going to leave. I couldn't leave the house to her control or I may not have a house to return to! I silently prayed for a miracle before picking up the phone and dialing a number. I worried that each monotone ring would end with an answering machine to leave a message. A sudden click caught my attention.

"Hello?" Watson's voice answered on the other end.

"Watson. We need to talk." The exhaustion in my voice seemed to carry over through the landline.

"Talk? What's wrong?" His voice sounded sympathetic.

"We're... married..." I sulked.

"Oh, come on Patrick. All marriages have ups and downs like the stock market. You're just in a down period with her and need to work out the kinks." Watson reasoned.

"You have no idea how terrible the last week has been. This isn't working." I touched the bruise on the back of my head and winced.

"Not working? You can have anything you want from the government." It was easy to imagine the bureaucrat shrugging off my concerns.

"I don't want a fancy item from the government! That doesn't solve my tiger problem."

"How bad could it be?" His dismissive voice sent my frustration boiling over.

"She touches me during a shower, brings dead animals into the house, breaks my tv, she's always naked, and I can't even sleep in my own bed anymore!" I ranted before taking a moment to cool off.

"Easy. Easy." He tried calming me down. "I just had my ears cleaned."

"Watson!"

"Listen." He responded with a cool voice. "If a divorce was possible, then I would've told you. Tigers become mates for life without any exceptions." He explained. "The government has a deal with the Tiger confederations, and you're part of it. Hold up your end of the bargain."

"You're black mailing me! You tricked me into this situation!"

"Careful now. We have several photos of you and Seravi from the village. You'll have to explain to them first how you don't want to be married anymore."

"But-!"

"Sorry Patrick, but I have other business to attend to. Have fun!" The cheerful farewell ended with a click. I hung up.

"I'm stuck here forever... with that tigress." I moaned and sank to the ground.

***

Far out into the forests and groves, Seravi was facing a similar dilemma of her own. Tucked away between a creek and several bushes rested a hut where Seravi's mother and father lived. Inside, Seravi was sitting beside her mother who was sewing a small piece of fabric to a ceremonial hand drum. The two felines were nearly identical had age not separated them apart. The older tigress had "worn" appearing facial fur, a pudgy torso, and heavy breasts hanging with a natural sag.

"What is wrong Seravi?" Neshava, Seravi's mother, asked.

"My mate." The younger tigress heavily sighed.

"I know he isn't a tiger, but he is a handsome human."

"He's handsome, yes, but there are so many problems." She covered her somber eyes and heaved a pitiful sigh.

"What could be wrong?" The middle aged mother tigress took ahold of her daughter's hands. "You have a large section of our favorite hunting lands, a handsome mate, and a large hut to live with him in."

"He doesn't hunt, talk kindly, groom together, or sleep together." Seravi surprised her mother. "He doesn't even let us wash each other intimately." Her ears pinned back in shame.

"Oh my." Her mother looked worried.

"Who treats their mate this way?" She covered her eyes. Neshava hugged her daughter and comforted her.

"There. There." She patted her back. "I think there is a chance for you two."

"You do?" Seravi looked at her mother in surprise.

"Yes. Try doing something that he likes.

"He only yells at me."

"Watch him." Neshava insisted. "Then he may be willing to try something that you enjoy." The advice seemed so vague, but Seravi was willing to try it.

"Thank you mom." The young tigress hugged the older one.

I closed the bathroom door with a sigh and looked into the mirror. Disheveled brown hair and tired brown eyes greeted me. Last week was rough, physically and mentally.

'I need a hot shower.' I stripped down and turned the water on. With a towel ready, I stepped in. I stood under the shower head and let the warm water pour down my body before washing my face. I heard the door open and close.

'She's back.' I could imagine the tall feline silently approaching me. I continued washing myself as the tigress parted the shower curtain and joined me. I accepted the fact that she wanted to bathe with me every day, but I wasn't going to partake in anything that I didn't want to do. A claw poked my back.

"Let me wash you." She asked in her normal, deep female voice. I ignored her and continued rinsing the soap from my face. I heard a soft sigh behind me. Two large padded hands rested on my shoulders.

"What?" I fearfully groaned, praying under my breath that she wasn't going to wrestle me again. The tigress cleared her throat.

"Please let me wash you." She softly requested. "It's a tradition for mated tigers." I hesitated but eventually swallowed my pride. I turned around for her and kept my legs spread. She dutifully knelt down and cupped my privates. I shuddered feeling her warm pads caress my skin. I didn't mind the sensation so much as the fact that she was touching me in my most private place. The lovely pads made it all bearable! Warm water continued to pour onto my back, sending the occasional spray on her. Seravi only stopped when her nose could detect a change in scent.

"Are you done?" The tigress stood up with a faint grin.

"Can you-" She started, but I turned around and refused to wash her in return. The tigress's ear pinned back sullenly, but she didn't force me to partake. The rest of the shower quietly passed. We dried off together, and I dressed.

"Alright. I'll be in the office room typing." I said before leaving the bedroom. It was the only room in the house that didn't smell like her. I sat down with a heavy sigh and stared at the typewriter. 'At least being married won't deter me from writing.' I turned the machine on and started pressing the plastic keys. The sounds of clacking filled the room as my thoughts collected. My head turned hearing the door open. Out of the corner of my eye, I watched Seravi slowly walk into the room. The tiger escaped my sight and silently stood behind me. I resumed typing, but at a slower pace. It felt so odd having a big feline watching my back as I typed. I couldn't take more than ten minutes of it before turning around. Seravi was standing patiently behind me. "What are you doing?" She didn't reply. Her golden eyes curiously stared at my typewriter and me. That rope resembling tail hanging between her legs twirled slowly.

"What are you doing?" She finally turned the question back on me.

"I'm writing."

"Writing?" She didn't understand.

"Hmm... I'm actually typing, but it's all the same." My words only confused the tigress even more. "Writing or typing is essentially putting your thoughts down on paper to read later." I explained.

"What thoughts are you writing?"

"What I see, hear, and feel while I walk around the meadows, forests, streams, and hills." She seemed to understand, so I turned back around and resumed my work. Seravi patiently waited and watched me type.

An hour passed before I finished and set the last typed page in a folder. "Alright!" I leaned back in the chair and stretched. "I got a lot done-" My hands brushed against something soft. I sat up and turned around. The tigress was still standing behind me. "You're still here?" I stood up and cracked my back.

"Can you help me with something outside tomorrow?" She politely asked. I looked at her for a moment. That feline face of hers was impossible for me to read.

"Does it involve anything like the touchy stuff in the shower?" My body squirmed at the words that described how she washed me in the shower.

"No." She grinned. "Just some work."

"Okay. I'll help you." I stated.

"Thank you." A touch of happiness was evident in her voice. I expected Seravi to leave, but the tigress remained standing before me.

"Anything else?"

"Do you want to sleep in the bed together?" She pointed in the general direction of my room with a bulky orange furred finger. I blinked as her tail lazily swayed behind her digitigrade ankles.

"No thanks." I shook my head. Seravi then turned and softly padded out of the carpeted office room. The tigress hesitated in the doorway only for a moment before padding down the hall. I watched her long tail slip away from sight.

The following morning I found myself outside, and it was a pleasant day to be outside. The blue sky was clear, a gentle breeze occasionally rustled through the trees and grass, and it was the first day I wasn't worried about being with Seravi.

"I found them." I finished rummaging through the shed.

"You have two axes?" She asked.

"Yes. Now what do we need them for?" I handed her one and closed the door.

"Chopping wood." I was the type of person who preferred owning land, not working it.

"You want me to chop wood with you?" I followed her.

"Yes. You have a hearth, right?" She peeked over her striped shoulder.

"Yes."

"Then we need to chop wood." She reasoned. I had a small pile of wood from occasional use. The cold was mild during wintertime, but there was nothing like warming the house with a good fire in the morning.

'At least I don't have a lot of wood to chop.' We reached the woodpile, but I immediately noticed that its size had nearly doubled. "Where did all of this wood come from?"

"I chopped a tree for a few days." She picked up a log and tossed it to me. The two tall stumps to cut the pieces seemed all too convenient at the moment. I watched the tigress set up a log and raise the axe up. Seravi's strong arms swung the heavy blade with ease, splitting the piece cleanly in half. She set up another log and cleanly chopped it as well.

"Aren't you nervous while chopping?" I asked.

"Huh?" She wrinkled her brow in question and turned to face me.

"You could cut yourself badly because you're naked." I pointed out. The tigress wasn't wearing shoes or even gloves for her hands.

"Clothes won't stop the blade." She simply answered and resumed chopping.

"Fair enough." I raised my axe and swung. The log split far from the center. I tried again only to hit too far and split the wood halfway. "Oops." I felt embarrassed. A hand rested on my shoulder.

"I can show you." Seravi held her other hand out. I gave her the axe and stepped back. "Don't look away from center." She demonstrated and raised the axe high above her head. "Hit!" She swiftly chopped the log. The two pieces fell aside with the blade embedded in the stump's face. "When did you last cut wood?" She asked and handed the axe back.

"Well... I just haven't in a while." I looked at the rotting wood below Seravi's fresh cut.

***

Log after log, we split the woodpile into sizable pieces until a new pile of usable wood was created. I wiped the sweat from my brow and blew a relieved sigh.

"Last piece." I set the chunk onto the neatly stacked pile.

"We worked hard." Seravi grinned with satisfaction and planted her axe into the stump. I sat down on mine. The tigress stood in front of me and grasped my hand.

"What?" I resisted her tugs.

"Follow me." She helped me stand.

"Are we going to chop a tree down?" I groaned as the tigress led me through the trees.

"No." Seravi laughed. "The creek." There were plenty of streams in my property, particularly close to the tiger confederation's border. Exiting the tree line, we entered a large meadows where a creek carved a wide path through the green landscape. The creek was wide, but by no means deep. The deepest points never exceeded six inches. Seravi happily stepped into the water with little splashes. Any amount of water was preferred over none. I sat down in the grass wanting to take a nap.

'I'm going to be sore tomorrow.' I rotated my shoulders. I opened my eyes feeling wet fur brush against my leg. The tigress was standing over me with an expectant look in her golden eyes. "What?"

"You must bathe with me." The Seravi loomed over me. I didn't have any energy to complain and stripped down with her standing in front of me. After all, she was always naked. A soft padded hand guided me to the middle of the creek. The cool water shocked my feet into staying awake. "Stand for me." Seravi knelt down and wet her hands. I widened my stance for her. Those large feline hands cradled me and dutifully began washing. I had to steady myself by placing my hands on her shoulders. My cheeks blushed a faint red as I looked around the edge of the woods and fields.

'No one can see us.' I had to tell myself. A chill ran up my spine feeling something sharp. "Careful with the claws." I could feel the sharp points harmlessly graze over my skin.

"Sorry." Seravi sheathed them. I watched the tigress hold my flaccid length in her palm while a thumb and forefinger lightly rubbed over the skin. I expected something odd like this to be entirely sexual in nature, but I wasn't even aroused when she carefully pulled my foreskin back. The look on Seravi's face wasn't mischievous or even salacious, but content while her fingers worked with precision and focus.

"Why do tigers wash each other's genitals?" I suddenly asked.

"Bonding and trust. It's important for mates to establish a strong bond early." She answered while carefully tending to my scrotum next. I could certainly see that it took a lot of trust to allow someone else with claws to touch your most delicate places nearly every day. If you could trust someone to do that then certainly you could trust them with your life! She even took the time to rinse everything too.

"Can I sit now?"

"Yes." She nodded.

"Thank you." I sat down in the water with a splash of relief as she stood up. I looked up expecting Seravi to move, but the feline loomed over me and widened her stance. A womanhood covered in white downy fur stared at me.

"Wash mine now." Seravi simply stated from above her small breasts.

"But there's nothing to wash." I pointed at her sex. I could understand there was something to wash on a male, but a female? Her eyes widened at my offense.

"Nothing to wash?! Where do you think-" She bit her lip and stopped herself from ranting an important aspect of a tiger's life. "Please wash me here anyway." She kindly requested. I looked at her nether region between her strongly built thighs. With reluctance I reached up and pressed my hand to her downy furred woman hood.

'She is warm.' I immediately noticed.

"Wash." The impatient tigress leaned into my hand to start.

"Okay, okay." I simply rubbed her furry labia, trying to avoid touching the slick pick insides as much as possible, but the tigress didn't seem to mind if I did. The white labia turned wet and spiky from my gentle caress. When I finished, she sat down in front of me with a splash.

"Thank you Patrick." There was an evident amount of cheerfulness in her husky feline voice. Seravi cupped and splashed water onto her body before smoothing over her wet fur with both hands. We silently cleaned ourselves surrounded by the beautiful scenery. The bath was surprisingly relaxing with her. We laid down in the grass to dry off when we finished. It was very satisfying after working.

'It's so nice out.' The blue sky was picturesque with brushstroke cirrus clouds lazily rolling by. The full moon was faintly visible too. 'I should've brought a towel to lay on.' I secretly wished. It was one of those days where I would indulge myself by sending most of the daytime outside, observing the world around me. I looked beside me and Seravi wore a content grin looking above. The tigress was enjoying the scenery too. I lost my grin feeling a heavy knot form in my gut. Guilt. I remembered all of the things that I yelled at her the past week, and how I treated her with callousness. It wasn't her fault that we were married together by arrangement. She was expecting a loving mate, and I was expecting to help resolve a conflict by participating in a wedding. "Hey, Seravi."

"Hmm?"

"I'm sorry for being such a rude idiot to you. You didn't deserve any of it." I truthfully spoke. To hell with everyone that set me up into this situation, but that didn't excuse me from acting the way I did to her. "On top of that, you were forced to marry a strange looking human." Imagine being forced into marrying someone of a different species.

"You're not ugly." Seravi stated. I guess the tigress was trying to make me feel better about myself, but it didn't exactly have that effect on me.

"Don't force yourself to compliment me." I replied.

"It's true." The tiger's simple answer perplexed me.

"How can you say that? You were going to be married to a human anyway."

"I know. But I expected a mate who would love me regardless because he agreed to the marriage."

"You must have a lot of patience when dealing with me." Of all the times Seravi should've slapped me, the tigress always restrained herself.

"We don't know each other yet." Her answer seemed so simple and hopeful.

"I need to tell you something." I gnawed my lip, unsure how to break the whole thing. "I was tricked into becoming your mate." I blurted out before she could say anything.

"What?" Seravi looked at me in disbelief.

"Watson, that guy who helped arrange the deal told me that all I had to do was participate in the wedding. I never knew that I was the one becoming your mate." I paused to think of my next words. "And at first I was shocked, then angry, and finally here we are mates." I simply concluded. A long moment passed before she responded.

"Now I know why you acted so terribly." Seravi returned her gaze up at the sky. I reached over and placed a hand on her arm. The sun made her fur so warm.

"I'm really sorry Seravi. Can we start over?" She did not say anything at first and continued staring up at the sky. To my surprise, a large hand rested overtop mine. Her fingers parted mine and intertwined.

"What do you mean?" She softly asked. The pads and fur on her hand warmed my skin. What did I mean?

"Imagine that this is our first day as mates and the previous week was a bad start." I had a tough time wording it, but the least I could do was be a good mate to her.

"I understand." She nodded and released my hand. "A new day for us."

"Yeah." I agreed. A breeze passed by; ruffling through her fur, and gliding over my naked skin. 'Am I doing this for the treaty, or myself?' I wondered. I might as well give it a fair shot now that we were both on good terms. The tigress seemed to be contemplating everything as well while her fur dried. She rolled onto her wide and folded her arms behind her head as if to boast about her feminine body. Although, I knew that it wasn't her intention. "We should hunt tomorrow." Seravi suggested.

"We?" I looked at her suspiciously. How could a human help a tigress hunt?

"Mm. It's good for mates to hunt together." The smile on her muzzle made me uneasy.

The following morning was briefly spent in the house. I only had enough time to dress, pack food, and eat breakfast before the tigress ushered me outside to hunt.

"There's no rush." Seravi reminded me as I walked beside her through the dew dappled grasses.

"I don't want you to leave me behind." I had to match her longer strides over the untamed terrain.

"I won't leave you." She looked back at me with a grin. Her low hanging tail raised up and tapped my side. The tigress carried a spear, but nothing else to hunt with. A bow and arrow would've made the task a lot easier in my mind. Another minor detail caught my eye. Seravi was wearing a simple leather string necklace with a tiny stone blade for decoration.

"Why are you wearing that thing?" I pointed to her neck.

"Hunting necklace... Not a thing." She clarified.

"Ok. Why are you wearing that hunting necklace?"

"Good luck with spirits." The tigress padded through a few ferns and into a small patch of pine trees.

'I hope they're giving you good luck.' I looked up at the grey sky before following Seravi into the trees. We trekked through fields, forded streams, and crossed forests over the next two hours in search of prey. When we were in a field, the darkening skies finally decided to unleash a downpour. Nearby trees served as our shelter.

"You're not soaked, are you?" I asked, completely out of breath from the sprint.

"No." She shook her body, leaving some fur damp.

"What do we do?"

"Wait for the rain to stop." She simply answered and leaned back against the tree. I sat beside her. Rain drizzled occasionally throughout the rest of the morning and afternoon. Our hunt turned into a boring waiting game.

'This is awful.' I stared out into the veil of rain. Days like these were best spent inside listening to a radio or reading a book. I glanced over at my feline companion. The content grin on Seravi's muzzle indicated that the tigress was enjoying the glum weather. I noticed that she seemed to take pleasure in nearly everything, no matter how plain or ordinary. Her spear was ready, by her side, for whenever the showers fizzled out. "When did you first learn how to hunt?" I asked.

"First?" Her head tilted in confusion. "Hunting is a gradual skill to learn. I started as soon as I could walk."

"Did your parents help teach you?"

"Yes. We hunted together most days, but I learned the most from simply hunting more." She looked up into the tree branches to reminisce. "What about your writing?"

"What about it?"

"Did your parents teach that to you?"

"They helped start me on the basics." I could imagine the wooden pencils I used on scrap pieces of paper. "But I mostly learned from writing more."

"That's exactly like hunting." Seravi mused.

"Yeah. I guess so." I folded my arms and closed my eyes to take a nap.

"We aren't very different." Seravi stated, returning her gaze back into the rain. I thought about that statement and silently agreed. Sometimes the tigress was more human than me. The rain gradually lightened and stopped altogether, but only after most of the day had passed. The sun was out long enough to dry the ground before sinking below the horizon. It was too late to resume hunting, but that meant sleeping outside. I already missed sleeping in my own bed, but this was even less appealing than my office or the laundry room! I began gathering sticks for a fire, but the tigress intervened.

"Don't make a fire. The smoke may alert a deer." She advised. I dropped the sticks and crossed my arms.

'How else am I able to stay warm during the night?' I wondered. Seravi chose to simply lay on her side for the night. Her fur was more than enough to handle the cool air.

I rubbed my arms. Without a fire, blanket, or extra clothes, I wasn't going to sleep well. My eyes drifted to the tiger's body. The fur, especially the downy fur along her front, enticed me. "Aww man." I muttered under my breath. Seravi looked up as I stood in front of her.

"Going to sleep?" She asked.

"About that..." I scratched the back of my neck. Her golden eyes blinked curiously. "Um. Do you mind if I sleep with you to stay warm?" I managed to ask. Her lips curled into a little grin.

"Lay down." She leaned back and patted the ground. I hesitantly curled up beside the big cat. Her body heat slowly radiated through my clothes and warmed my body. An arm securely wrapped over my torso, and a hand rested over my chest protectively.

"Thanks." I quietly stared into the dark meadow.

"Mm. Welcome."

"Will we catch anything tomorrow?"

"I don't know. We will find out tomorrow." Her simple answers prompted me hurry up and fall asleep.

"Huh? What?" I awoke, clearly feeling a raspy tongue cleaning over my ear and neck. A soft chuckle sounded in my ear.

"It's morning." A rumbling female voice stirred me from my sleep.

"Oh. Right." I yawned. Seravi rolled away and readied her spear. My back immediately missed the source of warmth that she provided.

"Let's hurry. I smell prey." She urged me to my feet.

"Slow down!" I struggled to shake the last remnants of sleep from my conscience and followed the tigress into a thicket. Seravi was far more cautious and aware of her surroundings today than yesterday. She walked silently and slowly. Her open mouth tasted the air to locate wherever the prey was hiding.

"Look." She quickly stopped me and pointed to the ground where a hoof print was stamped firmly into the soft ground. We crept through the small forest and reemerged at the edge of a large field. A group of several deer quietly foraged in the open. Seravi's eyes dilated, losing their characteristic feline shape. She placed a hand on my chest to stay back. I sat down and watched the unfolding scene. She crept forward and virtually disappeared in the tall grass. Seravi's stripes naturally camouflaged her body from onlookers, and it helped make her a stealthy predator. Her steps were silent, and pristinely calculated. Any misstep and her prey would dart away like a fish underwater. The closest deer remained unsuspecting of the danger it was in. As if sensing an inevitable doom, the deer looked up. Seravi sprang forth and mortally wounded her prey with the spear. The deer tried running, but was overcome by its wound and collapsed.

"You caught it!" I triumphantly cheered. I ran after the tigress and fallen deer through the grass. She was licking the blood off her hand when I caught up to her. The deer was by her side with a wound from the spear. "You're not going to eat it here, are you?"

"My dad always tears into a fresh kill if he's really hungry." Seravi giggled.

"Does he eat the entire deer raw?"

"Sometimes." She shrugged and reached under the animal.

"Do you need help-" I watched as the tigress effortlessly picked up the deer like a sack of flour. "Never mind." I followed her.

The walk back home took scarcely over an hour. The tigress hadn't strayed far from the house. After all, preserving the fresh catch was important. Luckily, I had a smokehouse for just such a purpose. Seravi opened the door to the small building.

"Empty." She remarked at the dimly lit space.

"I don't hunt as much as I used to when I first came here." I shrugged.

"We should hunt in a few more days then." She suggested and retrieved her stone knife. The deer was promptly carved and stored in the small room, ready for further use. "Where can I wash my spear?" Seravi held up the bloodied tip.

"The kitchen sink." It was better than hauling a whole deer inside to cut. Inside, it amused me to see her washing the weapon. 'Housewives wash dishes, but a tigress washes weapons.' The feline dried the weapon and set it against the wall. An odd growling startled me.

"What can we eat?" She smelled the air in the kitchen.

"Let's see..." I rummaged through a cabinet for a quick fix. "How about spaghetti? It's easy to make."

"What is that?" She asked.

"It's basically pasta and sauce. You can add cheese and meats, or anything you want."

"Mm. Sounds good." Her throat rumbled. I readied a bot of water for the stove and an empty dish. She curiously watched me grab a bag of round bread. Her nose flared as the bag was opened. "Mm. What is that?" She peered closer.

"Rosemary bread." I pulled out the round loaf, cut a few pieces, doused the, with olive oil, then put them the oven to crisp. Since the government made well on its promises, I didn't hesitate to order something nice for myself. She licked her nose and savor end the scent.

"What goes in here?" Seravi peered over the boiling pot of water.

"The pasta." I placed a handful in the pot. The tigress watched the angel hair noodles soften. "While that's cooking, heat up any kind of sauce." I emptied half a jar into a glass dish and put it in the microwave. Seravi watched me multitask and gradually ready everything. "After about seven minutes, or when the noddles are soft enough, you pull the pot off the burner." I demonstrated. "Then strain them." I retrieved two plates, added the freshly cooked noodles, sauce, and a good helping of cheese. Finally, I retrieved the bread.

"It smells great." She licked her lips.

"Let's eat!" I brought the plates over to the table along with a fork each. I didn't want to get between a hungry tigress and her food! We sat together on the table. The tiger's golden eyes could hardly wait to dig in. Seravi didn't attempt to use the fork that I gave her. She simply lowered her head to the plate and started eating. The meal didn't last very long for the hungry tigress. Everything was downed with gusto.

"That was delicious!" I watched her lick the plate hungrily leaving a red stain around her mouth. She noticed my bemused stare across the table. "What?" She swiped that large feline tongue around her mouth.

"Uh... You got sauce everywhere." I motioned to her red stained fur. The tiger's tongue tried circling around her lips to catch where I pointed to no avail. "Here. Use a napkin." I tossed her a few. Seravi used them all.

"I liked that pasta and bread." She grinned.

"I can tell." I finished mine in a more timely manner. Seravi patiently waited until I finished. I collected both plates and set them in the sink before looking at the time.

"It's late. Wanna take a shower?" I asked. The tigress nodded and followed me to the main bathroom. Seravi picked her front teeth in the mirror while I undressed and started the water. "How long do you think that deer will last?" I stepped inside and asked. The feline stepped in behind me.

"A while." She nonchalantly knelt before me and lathered her hands with soap.

"Does that mean a week?" I guessed while she washed my privates.

"If all we eat is deer." She wryly smiled. "Maybe two or three."

"That's pretty good." I thought aloud. The tigress nodded.

"Humans cook their fresh kills, right?" Seravi asked.

"Yes." I nodded.

"Good. You can show me how humans cook."

"Sounds good to me. Do tigers cook?"

"Sometimes." She shrugged.

"As long as you use a fire, I will be fine." I laughed. Seravi licked her nose with a grin as she finished washing me. The tigress stood up and I knelt down in turn to wash her womanhood. It didn't take longer than a minute, but I took the time to wash Seravi as she did to me.

"Thank you." She grinned happily as I stood up.

"You're welcome." We washed ourselves and vied for a spot to rinse off in the small space. "Alright. You rinse first." I stepped back.

"I have a better idea." Seravi brought an arm around my shoulder and managed to sandwich our sides together so we could rinse off together. Her wet fur felt funny against my skin, but still soft. I looked over and the tigress was smiling through the spray of water.

"You must really love the water." I chuckled.

"Mhm." She smiled. We managed to turned around and rinse our backs without falling over. "How do you get warm water to spray out?" Whiskers brushed over my skin as she turned her head.

"Well... I don't exactly understand it completely myself." I admitted.

"Just curious." Her smile didn't waver. When we finished I cut the water off and retrieved a towel for her. My skin dried with relative ease, but fur obviously took more of an effort. I watched Seravi use the towel to dry off the best she could, but the tigress had a lot of fur to work with. I took my towel, draped it over her back, and starting rubbing over her shoulder blades. The tigress looked over her shoulder at me.

"All that fur must be tedious to tend to by yourself." I helped dry her backside.

"Without the sun it is." She grinned and tended to her front. The feline's tail twirled happily. The sky was already darkening when we were in the shower, but it was pitch black outside when Seravi's fur was taken care of.

"Are you are everything is dry?" I asked as we stepped into the bedroom.

"Yes. I am sure." She ran a hand smoothly over her white furred front. "Thank you for helping me."

"Going to sleep?" I watched her approach my bed.

"Yes." The big cat stretched. "It's dark outside." I looked out the window before starting to dress.

'It is late.' I stopped with my shirt in hand. Seravi crawled into my bed and faced the wall. Her tail curled over a leg for company. I watched the big feline lay in bed for a minute before taking my clothes back off. "Sleeping with me?" The tigress looked over her shoulder before rolling over.

"Yeah." I cut the light out before climbing into bed with her. I laid down with my back to her. I sighed contently and relaxed. It felt nice to sleep in my own bed again, tigress or not. A hand suddenly touched my arm, but I didn't shrug her off. Maybe it was because her pads were so supple, and her touch was gentle.

"Patrick?" A soft voice asked.

"What?" I rolled over towards her. Our legs touched.

"I enjoyed today." She smiled.

"I enjoyed it too." I liked her smiling feline face. The sweet expression was affectionate. Her foot hooked over my foot, locking my legs with hers. Her arm lifted invitingly, and I scooted closer. Her fur was much warmer than the covers. I snuggled closer until our fronts were touching. An arm wrapped over my back and held me close. My face found itself in her fluffy white neck fur. Every exhale created a warm pocket of air. There wasn't another place I could possibly think of sleeping in.

"Goodnight." She patted my back.

"Goodnight Seravi." I wouldn't mind referring to the bedroom as ours.

I woke up cozily with a face full of neck fur. Our fronts were still snuggled together, limbs intertwined, and the morning sun shone on what little of my skin was still exposed. The sound of trees and leaves stirring from a fresh breeze told that the sunshine may not last long.

"She is warm." I stretched and ran my hand down her side where the orange met white. A funny noise permeated softly through the air like a soft rumble. 'She's purring!' I realized. I started to sit up, but both of her arms held me down.

"Sleep in." Seravi mumbled and hooked her leg back over mine. I snuggled back to her warm front. I took a deep breath and relaxed. Seravi's wild scent filled my nose. An odd combination of her scent, flowers, trees, and grass created a pleasant aroma. For a tigress, she smelled nice. The minutes slowly floated by like a stagnant river. Gradually we uncoupled, stretched, and snickered at the sounds of joints popping. Seravi propped her head up with a hand and contently watched me. Her grin was warmer than her fur. "What you want to do today?" Her tender voice made me smile.

"I don't know." I replied with a shrug. Nothing seemed better than waking up like this.

"Think of something." She softly chuckled and rubbed her hand up and down my arm. Truthfully, I didn't want to think of something. Lying with her was pleasant enough.

"I'll whip up something for breakfast." I offered and sat up on the edge of the bed. Seravi scooted closer to me, wearing a playful smile, and wrapped an arm over my front. Before I could respond, the tigress pulled me back down. "Hey!" I struggled to escape her clutches, but the feline simply pinned me to the bed. I laughed feeling Seravi's whiskers tease my skin as she nibbled on my shoulder and neck.

"Give up?" Seravi let me catch my breath.

"Since when did you become a wrestler?" I stood up.

"Mm. Always." She purred and prepared for a pounce. I was swiftly tackled to the ground. We rolled on the floor several times before the tiger emerged on top, literally. Seravi lied down on top of me and placed her hands on my chest. Her feline grin hadn't tired in the slightest. "I caught you." Seravi teased. "No running away."

"Maybe if you weren't so gentle and soft." I cupped her furry cheeks. She smiled and let me pet her cheeks, neck, and round ears. Her mix of orange and white, not to mention the black stripes on her face resembled an individual work of art that no other tiger possessed. "Uh. Seravi?"

"Hm?" She asked.

"Can you get off me?"

"Okay." She finally released me. I stood up and wiped the numerous hairs off my body.

"What are you going to do?" I noticed her slip out.

"Sit on the couch and wait for you." She purred. I smirked and quickly dressed myself.

"Wrestling naked with Seravi." I chuckled to myself. 'Any male would have the disadvantage.' In the kitchen I whipped up whatever was within reach. Eggs, bacon, biscuits, and apples were used. Two large plates of hot food later I was sitting beside Seravi.

We ate the big meal together in the living room. The quiet pattering of rain outside ended a chance to go outside early, so we settled on the couch with empty plates on the coffee table.

"Mm. Delicious." She licked her hand.

"You have a bigger belly than me." I teased and rubbed the big cat's black-striped white front.

"So what? I eat more." She hummed with a content smile and leaned back. Her well toned body was obviously bigger than mine.

'She acts like a kitty cat.' I mused and ruffled through the soft white fur. I could feel how strong her abs were, reminding me how powerful the soft feline was. "You have a beautiful coat." I admired how stunning her black stripes were in the ocean of white fur. They resembled black lightning bolts descending from the orange fur. Seravi turned her head and smiled happily at me. A deep rumbling purr emitted from her throat. I paused feeling skin-like brush against my palm. I parted her white fur and found a pink nub staring back at me. "You have extra teats?" I looked at the small pink bump.

"Mmhm." Seravi hummed. "Only the top two develop on females." She pointed at her petite chest and closed her eyes as I resumed rubbing her belly. Even her feline attributes were very human.

'If the rest developed then I wouldn't be able to take her seriously.' The thought of Seravi bearing six small breasts almost made me laugh outright. My hand seemed to stray lower where her fur was softer, until I was rubbing just above her groin. She willingly spread her legs for me, but I hesitated to proceed. I had already touched her there a few times, and knew what the tigress felt like during a bath. However, this was different than bathing each other. It was more private, and intimate. Her feline sex appeared very human, which was nothing new to me. A hint of pink between the downy white furred lips peeked out. Something inside drove me to act. Seravi sighed as I brushed over the top of her mound. Lower still, her labia was soft and her fur even softer. I stopped hearing a low purr rumbling from the tiger's throat. "Uh... Sorry, I don't know what came over me." My face flushed with embarrassment as I retracted from her nether region. Her hand suddenly seized my own.

"Don't stop." She brought me back to between her legs. This time I didn't hesitate to start rubbing her white furred mound. The tigress immediately leaned her head back and closed her eyes. The nearly silent sweet moan she emitted told volumes of how much pleasure I was giving her. Her black ringed tail twirled in the air beside me. An occasional slick sound echoed in the room as I alternated between stimulating her clit, and dipping between her heated folds. "Mmmm. Mm!" Her body stretched in sync with the pleasure that I repeatedly gave her. The tiger's moaning cries grew as the minutes pleasantly passed, and one point seemed to set the catalyst for lovely finale. Her mouth opened and brow knitted tightly.

"Ah... Patrick... Ah." Her voice rose as I sent her over the edge. In one fluid motion her legs stuck out as she deeply growled in heated passion. All of her core muscles tensed as she bit back a cry. I slowed down and gradually stopped. Her body subtly tensed and jerked for a whole minute before relaxing. The tigress sublimely breathed through an open mouth that was clearly smiling. "Oh. Sorry." She looked at where her claws had torn the couch with several deep marks.

"It's fine. I can have it fixed." I placed my hands over hers. The tigress grinned.

"I will enjoy waking up this way." Seravi gave me a hint. My cheeks faintly blushed. "How do you like waking up?" Her hand clasped my hand. The pads and fur easily warmed my skin. Seravi stood up and pulled me off the couch before I could think of an answer.

"Slow down!" The tigress led me to our bedroom. A few nips and pokes hurried me along to the bedside. My shirt was eagerly tugged over my head and discarded. She purred and pressed her front to my back. Her luscious fur warmed my skin. I could feel the feline's petite breasts resting squarely behind my shoulders, resembling little cushioned pads. Her large hands rested against my torso and sensuously slid down to my legs. Claws dragged over the interfering surface, seeking access to my hidden skin.

"Mmm. Maybe we can enjoy intimacy together." She whispered with a heavy purr. The feline's hand dipped underneath the hem of my pants and brushed over my groin. Her bulky fingers tangled with the curly hair below, unable to advance any further. I hastily unclasped the button to my pants and Seravi quickly shucked them down, along with my underwear, where they pooled around my ankles. Those leathery padded palms and finger tips sent jolts of heated pleasure up my spine as they explored me. She tangled with my pubic hair before trailing down and feeling over my package. A hand immediately gripped my growing member and the other coddled everything else. She didn't hesitate to start stroking me.

"Oh gods Seravi." I bit my lip and struggled to stand still. Her strong arms had little trouble holding me. The tigress watched my length grow under her caress with great pleasure. When she finally released my length, I was stiff as a rock. My entire body felt jittery from her touch.

"Ready?" A single finger pulled my erection down before allowing it to spring back up. I hesitated, but she urged me onto the bed. The feline pushed me onto my back and pinned my arms. Her long tail twirled excitedly. Seravi loomed over me like a fresh kill. She lowered her head and graciously delivered love nips on my chin and cheek. I lifted my chin and a rough tongue swiped over my exposed throat. Both of us were a hot breathing mess when she backed off. "You taste good." She cupped my cheek before trailing her hand down my front.

"I was hoping that I didn't." I nervously smiled.

"I would never harm you." Seravi grinned and lowered her hips. I tensed feeling soft downy fur brush over my tip. She held the base of my member and traced her wet sex over my tip. We softly moaned in unison. The tigress didn't hold off any longer and lowered her body. I watched my length disappear inside her velvety folds. The hot walls greeted me with a squeeze. My entire body shuddered much to her delight. Her insides were hot and tight, yet well lubricated from a couple of minutes ago. I grabbed her legs. Everything was happening so fast!

'I want this. I want her!' My thundering heart testified truthfully. Through all of the lustful fog, I suddenly realized that I was about to mate with a tigress! "W-Wait! Can we stop if I want to?" I nervously asked, even though I had no intention of doing so.

"Yes, yes." Seravi huffed and bent forward. I groaned feeling my length go with her. She swiped her prickly tongue over my forehead before sitting up again. The tigress wiggled her hips and comfortably sat on my lap. I sighed happily. Not a hint of my member was visible outside of her womanhood. My black pubic hair tangled with her white downy fur. We were finally joined together and mating.

"Uh. Now what?" I half expected her to start mindlessly humping me into the bed. Seravi's lips parted as she started to breathe through her mouth.

"I lead." She seductively growled. The tiger's hips began slowly rocking and grinding against me. The bed quietly shuffled as she gently ground our hips together. For a tiger, the slow pace was unexpected, but nice. I reached up and cupped her small breasts, lightly squeezing the soft masses. Their size fit Seravi well, and they were no less fun to touch. She welcomed the touch and growled lustfully. The tigress slowed down and nestled onto my lap. I was still deeply embedded inside her with my hands on her chest. She watched me, and arched her back as I pinched and tweaked both nipples. My hands trailed down to rub her clit next. "Ah!" She made an erotic hissing growl. Her entire body squirmed before she could bat my hands away. The feline took a second to breathe. "Y-you make me feel so good." She smiled and placed her hands on my chest for a change.

"Good." I returned the smile and pet her leg.

"No running." Her husky voice teased as she carefully drew a claw over my skin.

"No running." I shook my head as her large hands explored my front. The light rubs from her padded hands felt divine.

"Let's switch positions." She suggested and patted my chest. "You on top." I started to sit up only for a strong hand to grab my rear and upper back.

"Eh?" I looked up at white neck fur as she pressed our fronts together. In a movement of pure finesse, Seravi rolled over so that she was laying on her back and I was laying on top of her. The tigress smiled and spread her limbs for me to take the lead. I looked down and noticed that my length was still inside her despite the fast move. "That was..."

"Fast?" She guessed with a warm chuckle. I looked down at her sex where we were intimately connected. The hood to her clit was enlarged and visible. I carefully pulled out and noticed my flesh covered with slick shiny coating. She growled and grabbed a fistful of covers as I penetrated her. Her digitigrade legs crossed behind my back securely, and helped push my thrust. We both exhaled in satisfaction.

"Have you mated someone else before?" A hint of jealousy made itself known in my voice.

"No." She innocently shook her head.

"Then how do you know if I'm doing this right?"

"Mm." She purred. "Because we're enjoying this." Seravi purred deeply. I blinked, drawn into her brilliant golden eyes.

'She's right.' I slowly penetrated her to the hilt again. The golden feline orbs appeared so soft in the light. I wanted to make her first time, as well as mine, worth remembering. The tigress groaned and arched her back ever so slowly in a gradual arc. Her soft moans and coos encouraged me to increase my speed. I pounded her entrance relentlessly, filling the bedroom with a chorus of passion. We were utterly lost in each other. Her legs suddenly seized up and tightly held me in place.

"Aahhh. Ahhhh." She balled her hands into fists to prevent her unsheathed claws from tearing the sheets. I stared at her groin feeling the odd tugs and contractions pulling at my length inside. A trickle of warm fluid trailed down the base of my length. Seravi finally took a deep breath and blew a huge sigh. I watched as a grin grew along the corners of her mouth. Her white tummy rose and fell as her breathing calmed down.

"Are you done?" I dumbly asked. Her golden eyes had narrowed to slits.

"Yes. You finish." She breathlessly requested. I grabbed her legs and resumed thrusting. Her walls were well lubricated for me. The feline watched me with a content grin as I quickly reached the point of no return. I pushed to the hilt and released everything. I sat back while my length pumped out any remaining seed inside her. The tiger's legs were still wrapped around my waist in a fur covered muscular vice. I relaxed as a cozy afterglow descended over me like a soothing veil.

"Wow." I rubbed the downy white fur around her groin and inner thighs. She was so soft despite the strong muscles lying underneath. My hands briefly felt around where my shrinking length was still inside her. The tiger's glistening labia made a slick sound.

"Is my fur beautiful?" She grinned and watched my hands feel her over.

"I thought I already told you that on the couch?"

"Say it again, please." Her golden eyes gazed at me lovingly.

"You're beautiful." I smiled at her. Seravi purred appreciatively. I guess a compliment went a long way.

"Lay on me." She unraveled her legs and patted her chest. I laid on top of the feline's warm furry body as she wanted. The feeling of her soft fur touching my skin was divine. Her torso and chest rose and fell with every breath. In fact, breathing was the only thing our ears could hear. Being snuggled up close with the tigress was soothing.

"Did... Did you like that?" I asked. Her golden eyes glowed back at me with a warm smile. Her pupils had narrowed to slits.

"Mm." Her throat rumbled in a satisfied purr. "Very much." Claw tips grazed prickled over the covers before they were sheathed.

"Good. I enjoyed mating too." A raspy tongue swiped over my cheek. "We should... do it... more often." Seravi said while her tongue groomed me. I certainly wasn't going to argue and cuddled with her. For a muscular tigress her soft fur was perfect to snuggle with. Both of her arms wrapped around me, and hands curiously explored over my backside. I sighed feeling those warm and supple pads run over my back, gracing my skin. I stared at the white furred breast in front me while her hands nearly lulled me to sleep. I blinked feeling a hand trail down to my butt.

"Huh?"

"Can you mate again?" She smiled and gave my rear a squeeze.

"Now?" Her claws pricked a fast response out of me. The tigress already came twice in the past half hour!

"Mm. Yes." She purred seductively. Only ten minutes had passed since I came!

"Uh..." I found myself lost in her happy eyes. "Give me a few more minutes please!" A sand papery tongue swiped lovingly over my forehead.

Epilogue:

An office building in the administrative capital of the western district was on edge. A tall and thin man paced the main office space relentlessly. His fancy shoes echoed over the floor with sharp thumps. An assistant sat by a small desk, waiting to help.

"He hasn't called..." Watson stalled and worriedly glanced at the phone before resuming his pace. "Do you think forcing him into a marriage was too much?" The assistant shrugged.

"You wanted the fastest possible solution. Anything else would've taken years." He pointed out.

"Yes, yes. I did say that." Watson admitted. He was the highest government official in the region, and the fast deal gave him a lot of recognition in the eastern metropolises. Plus, there were plenty of kickbacks.

"Do you think he went crazy and died in the forests?" His assistant guessed. "Being stuck with a tigress must've gotten to him." Watson worriedly wiped his forehead.

"If that happened then the deal will surely fall apart!" He panicked. "Ah!" He jumped as the phone suddenly rang. "H-h-hello?" Watson nervously picked up the phone. "Patrick?!" His astonished voice heard me on the other line.

"Hey Watson. I uh forgot to call you back. Sorry about that."

"Is everything going alright? Are you safe?" He quickly asked.

"Ah. Yes." My voice grunted. "I'm going with a hunting party in a few minutes." I swatted a pair of furry hands feeling over my hips.

"Hunting?! Are they hunting you?" Watson's startled voice made me laugh.

"No! Of course not." I felt my underwear being slipped off by two masterful hands. "Listen. I'm busy right now. We will talks again."

"Hey-Wait-!" His voice protested on the other end as I hung the phone up.

"Who was that?" A female voice below me asked. I looked down where Seravi was crouched between my legs holding my clothes.

"Watson."

"Watson?" She curiously tilted her head.

"The guy who arranged our marriage with your father."

"Oh! I know." Seravi nodded. The beautiful tigress stood up in an elegant stretch like a gymnast. I reached out and ruffled my fingers through her white tummy and black stripes.

"You could've waited to undress me after the phone call." I watched her fold my clothes and set them on our bed.

"I can't wait to see you." She ran a warm hand up my arm. "All of you." The feline smiled and kissed my forehead. Her fuzzy lips warmed my soul. I stepped off the deerskin on the bedroom floor, but not after brushing my feet over the soft fur. "Do you like the pelt?"

"I like it." I smiled at the newly finished deerskin laying beside the bed. There would probably be a second at the foot of the bed soon. We already had the large carpet that Seravi's parents gave to me during the wedding, and plenty of leather strings decorated with feathers and stone hung from the bedposts. Our room was quickly turning into a pseudo styled tiger hut. I looked over at the prized deer skull hanging on the bedroom wall from our first hunt before leaving. Seravi decorated it with feathers, necklaces, and painted a small red sun on the top. Hunting was an enjoyable, sacred, and necessity task. Tigers could have fun, become closer to the mysterious nature spirits that they worshiped, and most importantly feed themselves. However, the nudity seemed like the oddest requirement to me, and the tigress had me frequently foregoing clothing now. We stepped outside and walked across the yard, through a few scattered trees. The clean air between my naked legs was an odd thrill to feel, but no less exhilarating.

"Don't let a spear hit you here." She teasingly covered my genitals with a protective hand.

"I won't." I moved her hand and held it instead as we walked across the grass together. We did nearly everything together: cooking, bathing daily, walking outside, sleeping, relaxing, not to mention mating regularly. Mating was something that tigers believed mates should do regularly. The two of us were becoming inseparable as unlikely as that sounds. She accompanied me whenever I wanted to do something, and I would do the same for her. No matter the task, it was more enjoyable with her. I learned that Seravi was playful, smart, protective, never bored, and very loving underneath all those stripes. Plus, there was something new to earn about each other every day! "Who are we meeting for the hunt?"

"My parents."

"Oh." My empty reply amused her.

"Do not worry!" She chuckled. "They'll love you."

"Yeah. I hope so." I felt nervous. She pulled me close with a strong arm. Soft fur greeted my skin in a big kiss.

"I love you." Seravi nuzzled my cheek. I couldn't stop myself from smiling as an odd blooming sensation formed inside me. A tigress was the last person I thought I would come to have feelings for, especially one from a forced marriage! But fate is a funny force. Seravi's strength possessed grace, and her sharp teeth gave the softest love nips. I definitely didn't want to be without her.

"I love you too." I nuzzled back before parting with a kiss. The emotion was definitely growing on me, and it was a beautiful thing.

End