Safe Haven (WIP)
"I don't know what to do or think or feel" a voice echoed.
"Hello...I am really tiered...can I just sleep...please" Haven asked the voice
"It's hard to do things when you know what will happen...you know that" said the voice
"Yeah that's true...but Allen taught me that it's better to do what your heart says and think about that stuff later." The voice didn't answer back.
"Allen...I'm...ok" nothing.
Both haven and the voice both said simultaneously "I'll tell him."
Haven woke from his extended slumber. His sleep had given his eyes a long rest and they took a moment to focus. The first thing that came into focus was a large monitor and a bag of a dark red liquid hanging from an IV drip hook. The bag was almost empty. The room he was in smelled as though it was cleaned to a fault of itself and smelled slightly of flowers. He noticed Leon asleep in a chair in a close corner. "...Leon" Haven lifted his head off of the cheep white pillow the room had a small light on over a vanity mirror with a sink in the counter that had a few coffee cups and some soda bottles that were more or less empty. Allen had fallen asleep in a chair on the other side of the hospital bed, his head lying on the bed with his arms crossed underneath. "Allen... where's Heather....where's Ayn?" he looked at the door to the room. He felt a slight heart ach to see that his friends were more loyal and cared more about him than his own mother and brother.
The whole wall had horizontal track blinds that matched the blinds on the large window on the opposing side of the room. Haven felt a pressure in his guts. "Yeah that's the only reason why I would wake up on my own isn't it." Haven tried to uncover himself without disturbing Allen. He carefully moved the comforter off of him. "Why is there a comforter on me... looks like the one Allen keeps in the back seat of his car" Haven looked at Allen who was sleeping calmly on the edge of the bed "nice of him I guess." Haven was able to get the covers down to his knees without waking Allen but he was sleeping really close to his leg. "Ahhh I need to pee...huu I hope I can get out without waking him." Haven pulled one leg out and let it hang off the edge of the bed near Leon. He slowly began to move the leg near Allen's head out of the covers. Allen didn't move. Haven was able to free his leg "safe" Haven thought. He moved his leg so that it dangled off the bed with the other and scooted to the edge of the bed. When his feet met the floor he noticed that he was in nothing but a thin paper robe and the boxers that he was in that day. Haven shivered "god its cold in here" he looked back at Allen and then at Leon "how can they sleep?" He grabbed the IV for support leaving his other hand to push him off the bed. He walked into the bathroom in the corner of the room, dragging the IV along with him.
He closed the door quietly behind him and flicked on the light. The fluorescents took a moment to turn on all the way, blinking and tinging till they did. The lights were bright. "Wow...that hurts." It took a moment for his eyes to adjust. Afterwards he attempted to walk up to the sink but he felt a tug on his arm that felt like a bee had stung him. He looked at his arm and was reminded that the IV drip needle was still in his arm. "Ouch, fucking junk." he grabbed the needle and pulled at it, it was deep. He pulled it gently till the needle was removed from his arm. He tossed the needle away from him and let it dangly from the empty bag on the hook, leaving the IV next to the door. He rubbed the small wound that had been left by the needle. "Well here you are, you got what you asked for" he sighed "huu crap."
Haven reached behind his neck and untied the blue paper robe as he returned to the mirror. He took his arms out of the robe and let it hang at his waist. "Meh...it doesn't look to bad." Haven had a stitched up wound on his left peck. He sighed "Well now what am I going to do?" haven looked around at the room. It was bland and boring, monotone and void of any complexity. He untied the remaining strings that bond the robe to his body and placed it in the sink. Haven sighed and walked away from the sink to the toilet next to it. Haven pulled the front of his boxers down using his thumb exposing his sheath. Using his free hand he worked down his sheath and exposed his member, which had become semi-erect due to his deep sleep. "God this is gonn'a suck."
Haven tried to aim his cock at the toilet bowl. He grabbed behind his knot and pulled it down. He felt a small rush of pleasure shoot through his loins as a squirt of pre came from his cock. "I cant do this here" Haven couldn't recall the last time he had given himself the pleasure of jacking off, ever since he couldn't sleep at night. "Leon and Allen are right outside that door and could hear me." Haven's knot began swelling. He fondled himself for a moment as he slowly lost himself in his ecstasy. "Huu..." he moaned "huu...fuck it I need this." He turned and walked to the door wile still holding his boxers open and locked the door. He turned and saw himself in the mirror, hard-on in hand. He watched his mirror image as he slowly pulled his boxers to the floor. He stepped out of his boxers and left them where they fell.
Haven slid his hand up under his dick behind his knot. He gave it a slight squeeze which drew more pre out of his cock, his body demined more. He saw a rack of towels next to the small shower that you might see in a cheap motel. He took one of the towels and slung it haphazardly on the floor, placed it next to the wall next to the door and sat on it using the wall for support. He was now pulling enthusiastically on his knot drawing several spurts of per form his cock. The only thing that entered his mind as he summoned erotic images to ad him his joys process were of Leon.
He imagined him and Leon together in his bed. He imagined Leon's muzzle in his lap, licking his cock from base to head and back again as he played with Haven's balls. Haven squeezed his knot with one hand and stocked his cock meat with the other. He imagined Leon lying on his back as he's dick slipped in and out of his husky tailhole until they tied together. Haven let out a sigh and moved the hand that had been stocking his meat to his testacals. He saw himself kissing Leon passionately, he felt his whole heart in that image which had embroidered itself into his mind from the dreams that caused him such distress.
Haven continued to move his hand further south on his anatomy. He applied more pressure on his knot and held his tugs in longer increments which nearly brought him over. He stopped and felt the bliss of being so close to the edge of his joy and passion. There was the life he was fighting with himself for. He wanted that moment to last for ever. He imagined Leon dragging his claws up from his groin to his chest in a light manner, which he followed suit with the hand that had held his knot. His body was screaming to let it tip over the edge and just let it go but his heart wanted more than the moments gratifications. He rested his opposing hand on his inner thigh, slowly rubbing up and down, teasing himself with the sensation. He felt as though Leon was there with him he brought his hand back to his throbbing cock and began squeezing and jerking in anticipation of reaching his climax. He brought his opposing hand to his tailhole and sensually rubbed it with the pads of his fingers.
As he imagined Leon's muzzle meeting his. He felt himself cross the line. Haven opened his eyes which were lost at their attempts to focus the images of their reality. Haven's cock had busted with his cum. This had made a mess of his fur and wound. As Haven began to return from the high that his climax brought, He closed his eyes and allowed himself to let his load empty onto himself. He thought of him and Leon lying in bed. He thought of Leon lying behind him, his arm wrapped around his waste and tucked up to his chest. He heard Leon say "I want to be with you for as long as the sun lets me see you're silly face." Haven rolled over in his imaginary bed and looked into Leon's eyes...but they weren't the frosty blue and light brown that he knew Leon's eyes to be, they were amber yellow.
Leon began to shed tears as he gazed quietly at Haven. "What's wrong baby?" Haven asked. "You don't love me..." Haven was confused about why he would say such a thing. "That's stupid, you know I love you with my entire heart." Leon replied "What color are my eyes Haven?" He tried to answer but he was jerked from his day dream when he heard a knock on the door. "Haven, are you in there? Me and Leon are going to go get some food do you want anything?" Haven felt a tiny rush of panic but calmly replied "Yeah huu...can you get me some... pancakes if they have any?" He figured that it would take a long time for them to find Pancakes since last time he checked it was dark outside. "Ok sweetie do you want a lot or just a few?" Allen replied. Allen's reply prompted Haven to ask "Allen...What time is it?" Allen replied "huu its six...thirty-seven in the morning. Me and Leon were going to go get some breakfast and leave for school. I saw that you were up and I thought that you might want something." Haven enjoyed the thought that Leon and Allen had been with him the whole night. "If you give me a sec, I'll go with you guys."
Haven jumped up, grabbed the towel from the floor and wiped up as much of his mess as he could from the floor and his matted fur. "I just want to take a quick shower first." Allen was standing outside of the door listening to Haven trying to speak to him, he heard him but it was fairly muffled by the dense door. "hush...ok but hurry you know how Leon is about his attendance." Haven replied "yeah, I'll only take five minutes." Haven's claws made loud tapping sounds as he got into the shower. Haven pulled closed the shower curtains and just before he turned on the water... "Haven, wait." It was Leon "I need to use the restroom."
A little frustrated that he was already in the shower, Haven pulled the shower curtain open again and stepped out of the shower. He walked over to the door and unlocked it. He turned and walked to the shower when he heard the door knob unlatch the door from the wall. Haven jumped and franticly tried to get in the shower and draw the curtain. "Oh, sorry Haven I didn't mean to barge in on you. I just really have to go." Haven had made it to the shower with only enough time to draw the shower curtain to hide his naked body, which it didn't do a grate job at. The transparent curtain barely defused his figure. "It's ok...I really should have said something." Haven couldn't help but blush, thou he would have to shave his cheeks for it to be apparent.
"Are you sure you ok with me being in here?" Leon asked. "Yeah its fine I guess." Haven's nerves were getting to him. "I'll just get started so I can get done." Haven turned on the shower to a lukewarm temperature. "I'll just be a second" Leon closed the door. Haven could only make out roughly where Leon was in the room through the shower drapes. He tried to keep his attention off of him thou. Haven worked the warm water into his fur. "It feels good to get a nice bath after all the shit I've been going through." Haven saw a bottle of shampoo sitting on a ledge on the wall. It didn't look like the kind of complementary bottles that you would expect to find, it was much to big to be complementary.
Haven figured that it was probably Allen's since he had to groom himself far more than Leon to keep his fur the clean white that it was...and there was a little wolf on the bottle but that could be misconstrued. Haven picked up the bottle and poured some of the gel on his body. He rubbed it into his fur and poured some more onto the palm of his hand before closing it and replacing it on the shelf. He rubbed the gel onto his scalp making sure to keep his hear as close to his head as he could. He scrubbed his entire body. His head, his chest, being carful of his wound and paying special attention to the fur he had matted in his excitement, the pads of his feet and tail.
He made sure he removed all the oils and dead skin that was trapped in his undercoat. He had gotten the suds in his eyes as he cleaned his muzzle and was holding them shut as hard as he could. He tried to rinse his eyes but that did little to relieve him of the stinging pain. He decided to hold his eyes shut and rinse off the rest of the suds of his body. Bum-bum BUM cliffhanger. Will Haven get the shampoo out of his eyes? Why did Allen call Haven "sweetie"? What IS Haven anyways...well if you put two and two together, he's a Canine...and the tag says German Shepherd duh...why is he in the hospital? Find out in the future...maybe...BumbumBUMMMM.