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Just a quick grammar and spelling revision. Same story, just cleaned up. Thanks again Poxy. :) Now it should be free of any errors. (key word: should)...

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    Lucas awoke with a shudder; the blankets had slipped off, and Rose was not in bed. Sitting up, Lucas shook away the remaining sleepiness while stretching. With a long yawn, Lucas heard the sound of his shower turn on. Standing up, and staggering to the bathroom, Lucas knocked politely on the door. His fur was matted, tossed and unruly; slight moisture still clung to his chest and face; Lucas could smell Rose's scent, it was intoxicating.

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   "Hey, Rose, are you in there?" Lucas asked, as the heady fumes starting to distract him.

   "Mm-hmm. Come in... I think you probably need a shower also," Rose said, as she twisted the knob to warm, checking the temperature of the water.

   Lucas opened the door, and was greeted by a nude Rose; she was leaning over and twisting the water knob, her dark fur was beaded slightly with sweat. Her tail was raised enticingly, revealing her firm buttocks and delicate, ebony womanhood. Lucas' half-stiff morning-wood perked up fully at the sight, much to his chagrin, as Rose teasingly stepped into the shower, saying "Good morning," and slyly winking at Lucas, "I see you're happy to see me as well..." She had covered her chest with her hands, hiding her hardening, midnight-black nipples.

   Groaning to his self, Lucas could feel his member throb; it was already aching, needing to be massaged by her soft hands. "Stop that..." he thought to himself, as he turned partly away from the shower in an attempt to relieve himself privately, as Rose asked, over the drone of the water, "Embarrassed to pee in front of me?" And with that, she giggled, causing Lucas to blush brightly.

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   "Well, some things are intimate. Others are personal," Lucas replied, as he concentrated on his current situation. "Plus, would you want me to be watching you?"

   "Hmm... No. I guess not. It would be a little awkward. But, I know some people like that stuff..." she trailed off, again laughing, before she asked, "After you're done, care to help me scrub my back?"

   "As m'lady wishes," Lucas replied, finishing and shaking himself off.Â

   Lucas slid the shower door open and stepped in behind Rose, whose slender body looked more so, because her fur was soaked with water. She ran her hands through her hair, as Lucas moved closely behind her, his body gently pressed against hers. He placed his hands on her waist, and rested his chin on her head, letting the water from the shower rain down on his face. Giggling, Rose scooted out from under him, saying, "I'm not a head rest or anything," as she turned to face Lucas.

   Lucas smiled and said, "Oh. I'm sorry, I just thought... well, you used me a pillow last night, and I figured you'd return the favor," as he pulled her close into a kiss, his body getting soaked from their embrace.

   Rose wrapped her arms around his neck, and standing on her toes, leaned in and pressed deeply into the kiss, as the water poured over them. Her breasts pressed against Lucas' chest, her own body heat rising, as her breathing deepened. They broke the kiss, and stared into each other's eyes, just enjoying the other's comforting presence. Rose rested her head on Lucas' chest, listening to his steady heart beat. They clutched at each other, letting the water wash away any anxieties or insecurities; the water's gentle flow wrapped around and warmed them fully, like a large blanket.

   Rose broke the moment, as she whispered, "I noticed you have a lot of girly, fancy shampoos..." her voice rose, "Do you like to feel sexy?"

   Lucas hmmphed, and said, "Well, I like to feel clean and soft. And shampoos, for guys, are never about soft. So, I have Ana pick up stuff for me."Â

   Grabbing her around the waist, Lucas tickled Rose into a deep, laugh. Struggling to escape his fast hands, Rose, laughing and choking, managed to get away. Lucas grinned mischievously, and asked innocently, "What? Don't you like how soft I am?"

   Rose shook her head, as she tried to catch her breath. Lucas said, "Well, if you like the shampoo, then you'll have to thank Ana for them."

   As Rose was reaching for a bottle, she asked, "Is that the girl who walked in on us this morning? The really, pretty, white furred one?"Â

   "What? She walked in on us? When?" Lucas asked, clearly concerned.

   "Hmm? Oh, earlier. An hour ago? I woke up, didn't you?" Rose asked, confused slightly.

   "No, I was still asleep," Lucas murmured to his self, as Rose began to lather her hair and fur. "I forgot to talk to Ana!" Lucas thought to himself, a frown displayed on his face.

   Rose, if she noticed, didn't mention anything, as she asked Lucas, "Rub my back, please, sexy-boy?"

   Pushing away the uneasiness about the Ana situation, Lucas concentrated on massaging the shampoo into Rose's fur, his steady hands kneading her muscles and fur softly. Rose moaned at his gentle touch, as she lifted her arms and took in a deep breath, her lovely breasts becoming fuller; Lucas' own breath became hushed, as he felt his flesh stiffen. Rose, lathered and foamy, stepped into the nozzle's cascade allowing the soapy foam to run down her body. Soon, her obsidian fur glinted darkly; any bits of shampoo washed away. Rose looked at Lucas, and said, "Your turn!" as she inverted the bottle into her hand, letting a large glob fill her palm.

   She quickly reached out to Lucas and rubbed it on his stomach, as he caught her at the shoulders. She wiggled, intent on tickle/rubbing Lucas, to get back at him for earlier.

   "Now, now. I can do it myself," Lucas said, holding her back, her arms too short to reach him.

   "Yeah, but I want to do it," Rose pouted, as her large, black orbs stared into Lucas' eyes.

   Unable to turn away, Lucas meekly muttered, "Yeah... OK." Lucas let his arms fall to the sides.

   Squealing with joy, Rose moved close to Lucas, her hands becoming a blur, as she rubbed the shampoo into his chest; her small hands worked furiously, traveling all over Lucas' towering frame. She tickled him lightly, but Lucas managed to restrain himself, to her aggravation. Enjoying the light touch, Lucas, lax in his attention, shifted slightly, his member poking Rose nearly in the eye, as she sat on her knees, soaping up Lucas' legs.

   "Hey! Watch it!" Rose exclaimed, her eyes wide.

   "Ooops, sorry, it's got a mind of its own," Lucas responded, grinning.

   "Hmmff. Well, if it can wait a moment, maybe we can take care of that particular itch..." Rose whispered, exhaling her breath hotly on Lucas' cock; a groan from Lucas, and a twitch from his manhood was her reward.

   "Hmm, perhaps it can't wait..." Rose sighed, as she washed her hands clean of the shampoo, then quickly, she grasped Lucas. Exhaling deeply, Lucas nearly slipped as he was surprised. Rose, not wanting either to get hurt, asked Lucas to sit down, as she squeezed him lightly; Lucas wordlessly complied. Lucas leaned back, sitting against the shower-tub back, with Rose, still on her knees, sat in-between his legs, one hand like a vice on his throbbing shaft. Using her free hand, Rose reached under Lucas and fondled his sac, gently squeezing, while her other hand started to pump. Her small hand, almost barely able to fully wrap around Lucas' thickness, felt great; Lucas could feel her excitement growing as she increased speed, Rose's own attention focused on her work. Through a half-lidded stare, Lucas could see her fixated on his cock, staring like a child would at candy; reaching a hand out, he patted her on the head. Rose, feeling Lucas' touch, looked up and saw that he definitely enjoyed what she was doing; she gave his balls a squeeze, and Lucas' eyes rolled in the back of his head as he uttered, "Mmmm, that's good."

   "I'm glad you like it. How's this?" She asked, leaning forward, and giving a lick at Lucas' tip.

   Lucas thrust responsively into her hand, his toes curled slightly. "If you keep doing that, I can guess we'll have to wash you fur out again," Lucas said, "I'm fine with that, if it means I get to massage your body again..."

   Rose responded by giving Lucas a long slurp, from the base of his shaft to the top; Lucas' hips started to roll, as Rose's hand kept a pace. Releasing a breath, Lucas said, "I'm getting.... close..." and he sucked in another deep breath as Rose finally took him into her mouth.

   Hissing through clenched teeth, Lucas placed his hand on the back of her head, trying to get Rose to deep-throat him. Rose shook her head, as in no, as she slid a bit further down and gripped him with her teeth, using her studded tongue to elicit moans from Lucas. She ran her tongue in circles at his head, the onyx stud rubbed against the sensitive tip. It was all Lucas could do, to try and not thrust fully into her throat, as he gripped her shoulder and head. Her hands, one still pumping and the other still kneading and fondling his balls, in concert with her mouth-work, pushed Lucas to the edge.

   Howling loudly, Lucas arched his back, his hips thrust deeply, and his toes curled. His tail flicked out straight, and went limp, as he felt all his muscles simultaneously stretch. Waves of pleasure racked his body, so much like the water from the shower's head, as he felt his knot grow at his base, while Rose sealed her lips around his shaft. Rose could feel the building energy in Lucas, as his breathing sped up, and his stomach grew tight; prepared for the coming surge, Rose quickly closed her mouth fully around Lucas' flesh, feeling the knot swelling at the base. A moment later, as Lucas tried to thrust, Rose felt Lucas burst; his thick spunk shot directly into the back of her throat, his warm seed filling her mouth, as she tried to swallow, before smaller spurts followed. Releasing his softening member, while swallowing what she could, Rose detached herself from Lucas, some excess cum spilled from her mouth. Taking a deep breath, Rose asked, "Did you like?"

   Lucas only dimly aware, nodded, and tried to say something.

   Rose heard Lucas say something, but he was lost for a moment and it was hard to understand what he said. Laughing, Rose stood up, shaking her knees and wiping away any of Lucas' essence, leaned over and kissed Lucas. "Well, I'm done with the shower. You look like you could still clean up a bit. I'll start breakfast, OK?"

   Lucas shook his head yes, as Rose slid open the door and exited. Just as she was leaving, she reached back in and twisted the water to freezing cold. "That should wake you up," she said, as she heard Lucas yelp in surprise. Giggling to herself, she grabbed a towel and exited the bathroom saying, "Love you." She could hear Lucas grumbling about the water.

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   Lucas finished his freezing shower quickly (the cold really did speed up his cleaning) and he hoped out and dried off fast. In his room, Lucas hurriedly put on boxers and pants, and grabbed his shirt from yesterday. Throwing it all on, which his slightly damp fur didn't help, Lucas rushed out of his room. Worried about what Ana was thinking, Lucas expected to see her with Rose.

Instead, Lucas found Rose, in her panties with one of his shirts covering her top, cooking eggs on the stove. Looking around, Lucas saw that the dishes from last night needed to be put away, so he cleaned up, worried the entire time about Ana. Lucas found out Rose had brought pie and ice cream as dessert, but, since the night progressed the way it did, the ice cream melted in the bag, leaving a sticky mess. Rose apologized, but Lucas waved it off, saying, "Don't worry. It'll just need a little hot water and soap, and it'll be nice and clean."Â Â Â Â

   It was cute, seeing Rose cooking. She had to stand on her toes to reach most of the ingredients, until Lucas easily lifted her, and holding her, they kissed; Rose then had Lucas pick her up to get any ingredient she needed, just enjoying his strong arms being wrapped around her body. Lucas offered to get her the items, but secretly, he also enjoyed holding her; he kept her petite, freshly cleaned body pressed against his, her tail wrapped around his arm.

   "I wonder what Ana thought, seeing me with Rose," Lucas thought to himself, as he tried to enjoy Rose's cooking. She wasn't an expert, but her enthusiasm, and with some guidance from Lucas, she was able to fry up some decent omelets. Rose and Lucas enjoyed breakfast, chatting slightly.

   "So, what are your plans for the weekend?" Rose asked Lucas, stabbing at her plate, savoring her own handiwork.

   "Oh, I was hoping, this sweet girl I met might want to go with me to Islamorada, an island south on the 1," Lucas said, taking a sip of orange juice.

   "Hmm. What's down there?" Rose asked, leaning forward, her head resting on her hands.

   "Just a really cool state park with great scuba areas. Oh, and the small town there is interesting, too. Right, Lucas?" someone answered, from behind Lucas.

   Lucas gulped, spilling some orange juice on his shirt, as he heard Ana's voice, slightly raised; apparently she was upset. Turning quickly, Lucas saw Ana standing in the doorway, her face was bleary and red, and her hair was a mess. She stood uneasily, and looked a bit drunk.

   Rose, surprised, asked, "Lucas, is that your roommate? Ana?"

   Ana scowled at Rose, who leaned back, eyes wide with uncertainty. "No bitch! I'm not just his roommate, I'm his lover!" Ana yelled.

   Lucas slapped himself in the face, as Rose's mouth dropped open, completely surprised. Rose looked at Lucas, and then back at Ana, who had swaggered over towards Rose, and whispered, "Is that true?" Her voice cracked, barely audible. Rose could smell the faintest hint of booze on Ana's breath.

   Lucas waved his hands, and said, "NO! Ana's a little upset, and drunk. I think. It's not like that." He got up and tried to move between the two, but before he could, Ana slapped Rose on the cheek, saying, "Yeah... You better believe it... hussy..."

   Rose, stunned, her cheek flaring red, stood up quietly and quickly, tears welling in her eyes. Unable to look at Lucas, she crossed around Ana, and grabbed her keys. Lucas tried to walk over and console her, but Ana moved in-between and stopped him, asking, "How could you? I thought you wanted to talk about us, where we were headed... Instead, this morning I find this... girl... with her arms wrapped around you, under your blanket."

   "Ana, this is not the time for that. Move out of the way. Please," Lucas begged. Lucas could feel his heart racing, a sudden weight hung in his stomach.

   Rose silently headed for the door, as Lucas tried, desperately, to move around Ana, who obstinately refused to move. Not wanting to push Ana, Lucas tried to dodge around her, and, although still drunk, Ana managed to keep in his way. Lucas hesitated, and the pause was all Rose needed. Rose took a last look at Lucas, tears clearly running down her cheeks, and said, in a halting, broken voice, "I.... better go..." Lucas could hear her sobbing slightly, as she exited, closing the door behind her.

   Lucas stopped, stunned at what just happened. For a moment, nothing registered at all. Lucas lost all sensation of time and space; he heard Ana saying something, but he couldn't understand. He felt something, but it was dull, his movements were slowed. All he could see, was Rose's dark form pass the window, disappearing. After a long, moment, reality snapped back into place, and Lucas could feel a heavy weight on his chest, like someone ripped out his heart and replaced it with an anvil. He felt himself shaking with grief, and anger. His breathing came ragged, through hissed teeth, his teeth bared. Ana was still sputtering on about something, when Lucas turned to face her. She paused, seemingly to finally notice Lucas, and realizing how pissed off he was, her face blanched. Lucas could barely think, a rage building in his head, blocking out the pain he felt, his concentration solely on Ana.

   "You... BITCH!" Lucas yelled.

   "ME? You're the jerk who, after telling me to wait, and how we'll discuss our relationship, goes and just FUCKS some hussy!" Ana retorted.

  "I can't believe you! I told you! We're not dating! What happened was an accident. A drunken accident!" Lucas stammered, the anger he felt being poured into the words.

   Ana could feel the heat from Lucas' words, as they washed over her, causing her to raise her voice. She screeched, "MAYBE IT WAS BECAUSE OF THE BOOZE, BUT THE LOVE I FELT FROM YOU WAS REAL!" Ana thrust a finger accusingly at Lucas.

   Those words stung Lucas. He knew what he felt then was true. That it was still true now. It was just different. Lucas sighed deeply, trying to calm himself. He took a few deep breaths, trying to focus on his calm center. Ana continued, "THEY WAY YOU WERE WITH ME, IT WAS LOVE. GENUINE AND TRUE!"

   Releasing his breath, Lucas asked Ana to calm down. "Please, Ana. I sorry I shouted. I... really felt... upset. I won't yell anymore, if you don't. I promise. We've got to talk about us, and now. And being angry won't help."

   Ana, glaring at Lucas, cursed him a few times, as she calmed a bit, gaining strength from her words; Lucas accepted it fully, restraining himself from responding. "OK. It seems we both are calmer now. So, I am going to explain everything." Lucas steadied himself, and said, calmly, "Ana. I DO love you. But NOT as a lover. As a friend, and sort-of-brother, yes, but not any other way. You know that... I---"

   Ana cut off Lucas with, "WHAT?! What about that night?"

   Lucas tried to shush her, and quickly said, "It was a mistake. It shouldn't have happened. But the love you felt from me, it was there. I just wanted to please you, and make you feel good. You deserved it. But, that's all it was. I never wanted to hurt you. But, you're not the one for me. Rose might be. Hopefully, assuming she will let me explain things..." Lucas looked forlornly off through the window.

   Ana saw the sadness on his face, and felt the truth of the words, as they impacted on her, causing her to sink to her knees and sob. Lucas hearing her sobbing, moved quickly to her side, and sat next to her, resting her head on his chest. Ana weakly tried to push away, the feelings of sadness and guilt she felt, overwhelmed her. She could clearly understand now, what Lucas was saying, and didn't feel like she deserved his embrace. But, she also felt the comfort, and mutual sadness from Lucas, and unable to hold back any longer, cried into his shoulder; Lucas felt Ana's muffled sobs against his shoulder, and sighing, he hugged her tighter. Gently caressing her, Lucas tried to shush away the sobs, as he started to comb her hair with his hands; his gentle touch soothed Ana.

   Choked with tears, Ana cried out, "I'm sorry Lucas! I really am! Sorry! I don't know..." Ana sniffed loudly, "... what came over me. I saw her, and you... and I thought about us... and I was so heartbroken..." Ana struggled to spit everything out, while sobbing and sucking in deep breaths between words.

   "It's OK. Shush... shh. Ana, it's OK. Please, calm down, I'll call her, and after I explain everything, it'll be fine. Trust me. You are drunk, and Rose is probably upset you slapped her, that's all..." Lucas comforted Ana, secretly hoping that really was how Rose felt. "I've got to call her, soon. I can't let her think otherwise..." Lucas worried to himself.

   Ana's sobbing quieted, but she kept apologizing, quietly, as Lucas and Ana sat on the floor; both holding tight on the other, trying to shake away the grief they both felt...Â

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Here's chapter 7! I hope you all are enjoying this as much as I am writing it. :) Leave me a comment about anything, please. I love to hear from everybody. Let me know what you like, dislike, or whatever. That way I can try to make this the best it can possibly be.

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