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Hey Everybody! Hope everyone had a good holiday and New Years! Here's the latest chapter, for your reading pleasure of course! I've got more coming soon, plust some side projects that I'll try to finish quickly, for a little variety. Anyhoo, enjoy! :)

Lucas parked the sports car back into the garage, killing the engine with a shudder. "It seems like I'm getting better..." he said, to no one in particular. Rose merely smiled, her pearly white teeth beaming. Stretching his legs, Lucas struggled to get out of the car, since his large frame was somewhat constrained in the tiny garage. Shaking a leg, trying to ignore the drying, sticky mess in his pants, Lucas walked to Rose's side and opened the door for her. She easily stepped out, compressing her already small frame deftly to stand in the garage. As she led the way out, Lucas closed the door and embarrassingly pulled at his groin; Lucas could feel his fur beginning to tangle. "Damn," Lucas muttered, under his breath.

"Hmm? You say anything?" Rose asked, looking over her shoulder.

"No, nothing," Lucas replied, grimacing as he yanked out some fur on accident, tears welling in his eyes.

"Oh... my poor baby is a mess..." Rose cooed.

"Yeah... One you helped make," Lucas replied coarsely, as they walked to the apartment entrance.

"Hmmm, well, you should go get a shower and clean up. I can busy myself for a bit," Rose said, as she idly played with a bang.

Immediately after opening the door, Lucas surprised Rose with a grab and kiss, before picking her up and putting her down, facing the kitchen. Gently pushing her on her cute butt, Lucas walked past into his room, smiling as he thought of how to repay Rose's earlier kindness.

Rose watched as Lucas padded to his room; he had a slightly bemused look on his face. Humming to herself, Rose decided to look around the apartment; admittedly, last time, she didn't see much except for the kitchen and Lucas' bedroom, not that she minded... After grabbing a glass of water, Rose headed back to the foyer, intent on seeing the upstairs.

Walking carefully, Rose noticed a light above and ahead. "Crap!" Rose thought, "Ana's home..." Dread apprehension gripped Rose before she took a deep breath and steeled herself. "This is nonsense. I'm going to have to properly meet her eventually; maybe she's in a better mood..." Rose hoped. Finishing her water, Rose set the glass down on a small table outside the living room doors. She could hear the TV, so obviously someone was there. Knocking softly, Rose waited for an invitation. A female voice called, "Yeah, Lucas is that you? Come in." Rose gulped and replied, "Ummm, actually it's Rose." Her voice waivered, and Rose struggled to remain calm. Her heartbeat rose quickly; Ana terrified Rose, for some reason. Her cheek flared lightly. There was a moment of delay, before Ana stated, "Ah. Yes, well, please come in." This was accompanied by the TV being muted or turned off.

Rose braced herself for a rush from Ana, and then opened the doors, sticking her head in. She spotted Ana sitting on a couch across from the TV near two other chairs and a glass coffee table. Ana was sitting with a straight back, her hazel eyes intently focused on the 'intruder'. Rose almost felt like Ana's eyes were boring into her, judging her. Rose slipped in, closing the door quickly. She took a deep breath then headed across the room, and sat in a chair near Ana. The white furred model watched quietly.

***

Ana sat watching TV. A few minutes ago, she heard the door chime; she realized Lucas must have just gotten home. Almost on cue, she heard the shower start. Nodding to herself, she relaxed a bit and tried to focus on the mind numbing shows the big networks peddled. She was distracted by a slight knock at the door. Confused for a moment, Ana asked, "Yeah, Lucas is that you? Come in."

Ana was fully surprised a moment later when a quiet, obviously feminine voice, nearly choked it seemed, replied, "Ummm, actually it's Rose."

Ana sat up, and could feel her temper rise. But she reminded herself of what she caused earlier, and forced it back down, intent on burying it under more emotional baggage. Repressing her unfocused rage, Ana said curtly, "Ah. Yes, well, please come in." Ana then flicked off the TV with the remote. She stared at the door, waiting for the small girl to poke her head through. "Oh, it'd be so easy to put her in her place!" Ana thought, sneering.

But immediately she recalled the rage she saw in Lucas earlier. Her jealously washed away immediately, replaced by a cold, stoic muteness. Rose peeked in through the door, her dark fur was like a shadow, chasing away the light of the room; or maybe, that's how Ana twisted it... She watched the smaller female take a deep breath; obviously the poor girl was still upset about this morning. Ana felt a slight pang of guilt; an extremely slight pang. The ebony canid crossed the room and sat in a chair across from Ana. Ana cocked her head, curious as to what was about to happen...

***

Rose and Ana sat in the room quietly. Each took a moment to size the other up. Rose noticed Ana's forced detachment, and Ana easily picked up on Rose's discomfort; both realized that neither wanted to really be in such an awkward situation. Ana was about to say something, before Rose piped, "I think we got off on the wrong paw. My name's Rose, actually, it's Zuzana, but I prefer Rose, it's easier to say..."

Rose quickly spoke, the words almost stuck together, forcing Ana to sort through her jumble to understand. Ana put up a finger, indicating she was about to speak. "Shh. No need to rush things. I realized that about a minute after I, umm, well, smacked you. And I truly apologize for that."

Rose nodded, and said, "Apology accept---" Ana shook her head, and interrupted, "No, please. I don't deserve it. Just like you didn't deserve what I did. I hope that perhaps we could just pretend it never happened."

Rose waited for Ana to finish, then nodded slowly, realizing this was hard for Ana to admit. Ana continued, "I was selfish and only thinking of myself. I forgot Lucas' feelings."

Rose could see a hint of tears welling in Ana's eyes. "Well, considering what you two did... It wasn't too wrong to feel hurt or betrayed," Rose said, shrugging. Ana considered what she said, then reassured Rose, "Well, don't feel scared of me or anything. I promise it'll never happen again."

Rose let out a deep sigh, then said, "You have no idea how relived I am at hearing that."

Ana blushed, and said, "Yeah, I had a pretty bad guilt trip earlier. I nearly drank an entire handle of booze."

Rose leaned back surprised by the admission. That's when she noticed the faintest lingering aroma of alcohol and the nearly empty bottle on the bar counter. Pointing at the bottle, Rose asked, "Do you mind? I might help ease the nerves a bit faster..." Ana tilted her head and waved her hand, signaling the OK.

Rose stood, walked over and poured herself a drink. Giving the stuff a sniff, Rose put her lips to the edge and whipped her head back, downing the shot. Ana watched, impressed, considering the stuff was strong. Rose choked, gasping, then weakly said, "Strong stuff..." Her voice was quiet.

"You can finish a shot of that; that's pretty... good..." Ana remarked.

Rose smirked and quickly responded, "I've partied hard myself." Her voice had returned quickly.

"Oh? I find myself curious, if you don't mind chatting," Ana said, smiling; Rose could feel the tentative bond beginning to take root. Wanting to strengthen it, she decided to oblige.

***

Lucas waited for the water to heat to his desired preference, then quickly stepped in, and with an almost robotic precision, cleansed his fur of his gunk. Shaking his head, he couldn't help but smile. Rose wanted to please him; the feeling of someone wanting to care for him was new, and unusual. Normally, Lucas preferred standing in the shadows, at the edge, not really caring for the appreciation. However, he did like to give that to others.

As he showered, Lucas wondered what Rose was doing. He knew Ana was home, and since Rose had yet stormed in and Lucas hadn't heard any shattered bottles or glasses, he hoped that they were making amends. Well, specifically Ana apologizing to Rose at least. After he rid himself of his mess, Lucas stepped out. Then he realized what he could do to repay Rose for her 'kindness'. Lucas plugged the drain and turned the water on, and gathered some other essentials. "This'll surprise her," he thought to himself.

***

Rose and Ana laughed as Ana finished bad mouthing her recent beau, when they both heard heavy footfalls coming up the stairs. Rose said, "Lucas must be finished with his shower. Strange, it took him a while..." Ana nodded, and added, "At least it gave us time to learn a bit about each other."

"Yeah," Rose replied. Getting up, she walked over to the doors, intent on pouncing on Lucas. The doors opened, and Rose leapt at Lucas; luckily, Lucas quickly caught her, wrapping his arms under her butt, as she sat knees-in-chest to Lucas. Rose kissed him deeply, which Lucas affectionately returned. Spotting Ana watching them, Lucas broke the kiss, then stated, "I've got something for you downstairs." Rose smiled, and gleefully asked, "Oh! For me? You shouldn't have."

Lucas just shrugged, and turned, still holding Rose, like she was a weightless doll. As they left the living room, Rose looked over Lucas' shoulder and winked, saying "We'll discuss more of what we were talking about later. Out of earshot of males."

Ana smiled and said, "Of course."

Lucas cocked an eyebrow, and asked, "Are you going to fill me in what that was about?"

Rose shook her head, and said, "Nope! Girls only. Sorry babe." "Secrets?

Hmmm..." Lucas grumbled. Lucas carried Rose down the stairs and towards his room. Rose giggled, eager for the surprise. Lucas closed the door behind them and then carried Rose into his bathroom. Rose looking into Lucas' eyes and asked, "You just got cleaned up..."

"I know. This isn't for me... well, mostly not for me," Lucas replied smugly. Lucas had filled the tub full of water and suds, while candles were lit, instead of using lights. He had already selected the various conditioners. Rose was curious, but before she could ask, Lucas set her down and asked her to remain still. Rose smirked and obeyed, wanting to see what was going to happen. Lucas got on his knees, and looked into Rose's eyes. He blew her a kiss then reached up to her hair. Slowly, Lucas undid her hair, freeing it from her band. Rose stood impassively, shuddering with excitement.

Lucas chuckled and said, "If you can't restrain yourself, I might have to just dunk you in."

Rose shot Lucas a pouting frown, and said, "Party pooper..."

Lucas just smiled and continued. Pulling Rose close, Lucas took a deep breath, smelling her scent, his muzzle gently nuzzling her stomach. His hands worked at her shoes, and soon he slipped both off, carefully laying them to the side. Telling her to put a hand on his shoulders, Lucas lifted a foot and with his free hand, removed her sock; he gave her a slight squeeze, which caused Rose to murr. He repeated this for her other foot.

Taking her hand off his shoulder, Lucas reached behind her and found her top's zipper. Leaning forward, Lucas was about to kiss Rose, but she leaned forward pecking him on the lips. Waggling a finger, Lucas said, "You've got to remain still..." Rose visibly pouted, but rolled her eyes seemingly placated. Lucas finished unzipping her blouse top, all the while kissing and nuzzling her neck and exposed chest. Raising her arms above her head, Lucas pulled her top over her, exposing her bra and stomach.

Rose watched, silent. Turning her around, Lucas placed his hands on her stomach and massaged her softly. Rose moaned softly. Unable to see, Rose felt Lucas grasp her bottom's zipper with his teeth and he pulled down. A moment later, a cold nose touched her side, as Lucas delicately grasped her bottom in his teeth. Giving it a yank, the piece fell slightly. Moving to the other side, Lucas repeated this and alternated until her bottom lay piled at her feet. Putting an arm around her, Lucas easily hoisted her up and picked up and placed her clothes in the growing pile.

Rose stood bare, except for her panties and bra. Lucas clucked his tongue, and said, "So pretty. I could stare at you all day."

"If you did that, then the water would get cold..." Rose said.

"Yes, and we can't have that." Still behind Rose, Lucas easily unclasped her bra, then pulled it off to her shoulders.

Before Rose could distract him, Lucas brought both of her hands to her exposed chest and said, "Keep them there. And NO teasing."

Rose visibly slouched, but perked up as Lucas hooked two fingers on each side of her panties. With a quick yank, they peeled off; Lucas didn't miss the visible damp spot. Rose flicked her long tail back and forth, excitement clear. Lucas lumbered to stand, as he intently watched her. The candle light flickered over her obsidian fur, shadows danced within shadows. The studs in her ears sparkled, like stars against the void. A small kick from his groin reminded him to hurry, unless he got carried away and had to clean up again.

Scooping her up, Rose continued to cover herself, also using her tail for modesty's sake and to play along. Lucas got on a knee and lay Rose into the tub; the bath water was perfect. Rose sank into the bubbly water, letting the warmth infuse with her. "I hope the water's not too hot..." Lucas whispered.

Rose shook her head, and moaned her approval.

Lucas said, "Thought so..."

As Rose sat, mostly under the water, Lucas shifted to be closer to her head. Dipping a hand in, Lucas gather up water and let it drip onto Rose's hair, as he ran his fingers through her hair. Rose almost purred. Satisfied, Lucas picked up a bottle, and squeezed out a glob. Working it some in his hands, Lucas proceeded to massage it into Rose's scalp and hair; his fingers gently rubbed and lathered, and Rose felt like royalty. "You've got magic hands... considering how big you are..." Rose said, barely audible.

Lucas remained silent. After he cleaned her hair, he proceeded to repeat with some conditioner. All the while, Rose lay back, completely at ease; she couldn't recall the last time she had been so relaxed. After Lucas got the suds out of her hair, Lucas said, "OK. Now if you could lift a leg..."

Rose smiled, and lifted a petite leg, as water dripped off it, splattering into the bath water below. Lucas took a firm grasp and massaged in more furpoo, giving slight squeezes to her calf and thigh as his hand traveled her length. At her toes, Lucas carefully used both hands and gave an impromtu foot massage. Rose giggled. "You really didn't need to do this."

"Shush, and yes, I did," Lucas said, then he continued, "Just keep relaxing."

Rose shifted slightly, sliding further into the bath. "Be careful not to go under and drown," Lucas chided. Rose pshhed him and squeaked in surprise as one of his hands, more adventurous than the other, traveled nearly all the way to her stomach, even under water. But before arriving, it retreated. Lucas motioned and Rose lifted her other foot.

"You can put the other down sweetie," Lucas said, "You look ridiculous, with your almost only your butt sticking out."

"You don't like?" Rose asked. In response, Lucas gave her a nip, getting his chin wet.

Rose laughed as Lucas said, "That's why! Something might try to bite you! Only underwater is safe."

Putting the washed leg down, Rose let Lucas repeat his massage. Once again, a hand travelled south only to stop. Rose could feel her anxiety growing, her arousal beginning to become unbearable. "I hope he does something soon, or I'm going to have to take care of myself!" Rose thought.

After Lucas finished her legs, he asked Rose to stand. Rose stood as water dripped off her body, candlelight warping around her and the sheen flowed off her body like a curtain. Pulling Rose, close, Lucas planted a kiss on her stomach; she was incredibly warm form the bath... or something else. "It seems to be working..." Lucas smirked.

Lucas hands traveled over Rose's body, massaging her sides and shoulders, carefully washing her bosom while avoiding purposeful attention to her nipples. Lucas extended her arms towards him, as he kissed them up and down their length. Then he would massage in more foamy soap. At each finger, Lucas gingerly placed them in his mouth, suckling slightly, letting Rose feel his broad tongue on her small hands. Rose's breathing was heavy and Lucas could see she was trying her best not to indulge herself right there. Putting his hands on her shoulders, Lucas gently pushed Rose down, letting the water clean off the suds.

Lifting her up again, Lucas turned her around, and started on her back. Once again, Rose could feel Lucas nip at her butt. When he got to there with the soap, Lucas softly kneaded her buttocks and slipped one hand quickly under and across her womanhood. Lucas could feel the intense heat, and knew his affection was having a huge effect...

Although, Rose wasn't the only one getting excited. Rose cooed at Lucas touch, and wanted to lean forward and let Lucas finish her there and now. Her desire was becoming too much. But she reminded herself to let Lucas have his fun, after all, earlier, she had all the fun. Lucas firmly grasped Rose's sleek tail, and gave it a few soft tugs. Rose said, "You like my tail..."

Lucas wrapped the wet fur around his neck and buried his face into the small of her back and murmured, "Yes... But you would if you were in my position..."

Rose whispered, "But... I have been."

Lucas' jaw almost hit the floor, but Rose added, "I'll tell you all about that later..."

Lucas sighed deeply, wondering what she meant.

After he soaped all of her back, Lucas again pushed Rose under the water. Lifting her up, Lucas grabbed a towel, and said, "OK. All done. Out you come." Reaching under the water, Lucas unplugged the tub, and the rush of water started. The drain hungrily began to devour all the bubbles. As Rose placed a foot on the edge of the tub, Lucas said, "Oops, almost missed a spot..."

Wondering what he meant, Rose paused, and then felt Lucas' breath against her folds; stepping out of the tub had given Rose a slight chill, and the warmth of Lucas' hot breath almost made her melt. Rose swooned, but was caught and remained standing, thanks to Lucas. Lifting her, Lucas sat her on the edge, the cold tile causing her to shiver in delight. Lucas looked up into Rose's eyes, and could see her pleading ache; Rose definitely wanted this.

Lucas leaned close and gave a long lick to Rose's inner thighs, still very damp from the water; at this proximity, Lucas could easily smell Rose's desire, and it only turned him on further. Spreading her knees, so he could sit between them, Lucas noticed Rose's petals spread themselves; the midnight black, against black drove him insane. "So exotic.." Lucas thought.

Teasing Rose, Lucas nuzzled above her groin, at her lower stomach. His restless hands traveled all over her legs, occasionally barely skimming her delicates. Rose couldn't help but moan at each touch. All the build up had been deliberately planned; Lucas certainly knew what to do to turn her on. Rose made a note to ask him where he learned that. Eventually Lucas pressed his nose against Rose, his cold flesh meeting her hot. Rose firmly grasped the back of his head pressing him deeply into her. "Please, I need this!" She begged.

Lucas obliged, and began to furiously lick and slurp, enjoying her sweet taste; Lucas still compared her to Ana, considering he had gotten quite a tasteful. Reaching up with his hands, as his face was buried in her crotch; Lucas grasped each nipple and twisted slightly. Rose yelped, causing Lucas to pause, but Rose cried out, "Again! Do that!"

Lucas needed no further instruction; he gave a slight twist again, and he felt Rose buckle. Quickly releasing her breasts, Lucas wrapped his arms around her, as she arched her back and fell backward. Lucas caught her, as he paused in his snacking, when he was rewarded with a flood of her nectar, spraying over his neck and chest.

Opening his mouth, Lucas planted it fully over her pussy, sucking, as he could still feel her convulsing. Smaller rushed followed, and Lucas eagerly lapped her up, gulping down, refusing to let any more escape. Rose twitched in his hold; her legs wrapped around his body, spasm some. She moaned with each pulse, her breath escaping in small huffs. Eventually she stopped, and drooped in Lucas' arms, like a wilted flower. Lucas unsealed his mouth from her, a little juice running down his chin, and licked his lips.

"Nothing quite beats that, don't you agree?" Rose lifted her arms, and dropped them over her chest and stomach, lazily.

Lucas chuckled. "Told ya."

Rose lifted one hand thumbs up, then let it fall back on her. "Okay lazy. Just lie still so I can dry you off,"

Lucas said. Picking Rose up, Lucas laid her over the towel he had set up earlier, and using another dried Rose off, as he did his best not to over stimulate her in her after throes of passion. Rose didn't, or couldn't, fight it. After a few minutes, Lucas had sufficiently dried her, and her fur stood mussed. "I'll have to comb that out. If that's OK with you, of course..." Rose nodded weakly, squinting as color slowly returned to her eyesight. The swirls of light and the woozy feelings were starting to ebb, if only slightly. Rose decided then, "I'll probably go to bed now..." Lucas only heard a soft, inarticulate babble.

Lifting her easily, after wrapping her in a towel, Lucas carried her out to his bed. He tucked her in, and kissed her forward. As he stood to leave the room, Rose reached out, wiggling her fingers, and made goo goo noises. Lucas walked over, and Rose pulled him close, and they kissed deeply. After what seemed like eternity, Lucas broke the kiss, and said, "Get some rest. I'm going to finish up some other stuff I have to do..."

He paused at the door, and flicked the switch. "Good night sexy. Sleep well. I'll be in soon..."