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This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are of legal and consenting age, likewise if you are reading this story you should be of legal age in your respective country.

All characters are my own creation, any resemblance to existing characters is purely coincidental and not intentional, please do not use them without permission. If you would like to use them in a story, please feel free to send me a PM either as Inja on SoFurry or TheRealInja on FA. As always I am open to new story ideas or situations with existing characters as well.

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Abby awoke feeling well rested for the first time in forever, with a pleasurable ache between her thighs too no less. Her dreams for once had been peaceful and serene, there was no lingering sense dread or loneliness that often followed her almost sleepless nights. Opening her eyes to narrow slits, she could see the sunlight pouring in through her apartment window and casting an almost heavenly glow on the face beside her. Abby froze momentarily, eyes opening wide in surprise, at least until she recognized the person beside her. Roy was really in her bed, judging from how tender she felt below, those weren't just mere happy dreams either. A tinge of panic came rushing back along with unwanted memories of what had occurred the previous night with the two wolves, but a soft grunt beside her snapped the tigress back to her new reality and that same feeling of love and safety encompassed her once again. Smiling, she reached out to brush her fingers against his cheek, Roy huffing softly and turning his head into her touch a moment before opening his eyes to stare at her.

"Still here? Thought you'd have done a runner," he half mumbled while trying to resist a yawn.

"It's my apartment, dumbass" Abby sighed and rolled her eyes at him.

"Oh, well in that case, how about you get that pretty striped butt of yours into the kitchen and put the kettle on for a cuppa?" Roy asked with his most charming smile.

"Not even one day in and you're already making requests..." she huffed back, but coffee really did sound like a good idea right now. Slipping from beneath the covers, Abby made her way across her bedroom, finding that despite not wearing anything she felt even more free than usual as Roy ogled her from her bed.

"S'truth...even better in the daylight" he mumbled to himself.

"What was that?" Of course she heard what he'd said, it made her grin and even blush a little.

"Nothing, just wondering if you have some eggs and bacon for breakfast too?" he called after her.

"Sure, why don't you come over here and I'll crack those eggs of yours" she playfully threatened before vanishing around the doorway.

Abby couldn't remember the last time she'd felt like this, she felt light and content, was this...was this what feeling truly happy felt like? She thought she knew what happiness was before, but this was something else, it was all encompassing. It didn't chase away all her fears and problems, she still felt afraid and worried about things in her life if she really thought about them. But now, now she felt like she could face them and even if things didn't turn out the way she planned, that was okay. She wasn't doing it alone anymore, even if she crashed and burned, she knew Roy was going to be there for her. Not to pick up the pieces for her, but to help her do it for herself. He wasn't a magical silver bullet to all her problems, he was just Roy, the man that made her feel like anything was possible and she could face anything in the world with him by her side.

Abby must have been lost in her own world as she hadn't heard Roy enter behind her, the first time she was alerted to his presence was by a firm smack to her behind before his arms wrapped about her waist in a hug and his forehead pressed to the center of her back. He didn't speak, not that he needed to because she felt it too. He didn't want to be too far away from her, at least not yet.

The next few days where a whirlwind of changes, Roy getting into a scuffle with his landlord about breaking his lease when he moved into Abby's apartment within the next week. While they weren't actively telling friends and family about their budding relationship, the signs where there, at least for those that were closest to either of them to notice the subtle differences in them both.

"Think the kid has a new man in her life" Chris said one evening while drawing a draught without much head for another patron sitting beside Roy at the bar.

"Oh?" Roy asked with feigned innocence. "What makes you say that?"

"She's been damn near skipping around the place, humming and won't stop smiling. Hell, even caught her singing down in the cellar the other day...singing! Didn't know that mouth was good for anything other than swearing like a sailor!" Chris stated with a chuckle and shake of his head.

"Oh I'm pretty sure that mouth is good for plenty of other beautiful things. Doubt your draught pouring skills are the only thing around here giving a lot of head" Roy jested.

"Aye, some lucky stud is probably finding that out. Best he be careful though, never seen her like this and if he steps one foot wrong, she'll probably bite his dick off" The bear laughed and winked at Roy unknowingly.

Roy frowned into his near empty whisky glass, idly tracing a fingertip around the rim as he sat deep in thought. The noise of the bar being drowned out by the storm of thoughts in his head; until a familiar striped hand reaching out to refill his glass snapped him from his fugue.

"Penny for your thoughts?" came the soft voice that made his heart skip a beat.

"How'd you like to meet my sister?" Roy almost blurted out, surprising Abby by the bluntness of his statement. The difference from his usual witty sarcasm catching her off guard.

"Sister? Here I was thinking I was the only special lady in your life" Abby leaned in close to grin at Roy. "Sure, may as well get this train derailed sooner rather than later."

"If I did half the things with my sister I'm going to do to you later, they'd lock me up" the handsome mixed breed mutt replied with a soft playful growl.

"Promises, promises..." the tigress teased, barely containing a purr before noticing Chris staring at them with a raised brow and turning to flip him the bird, which of course got the usual drawn out sigh and roll of eyes from the bruin.

With Roy's sister living out of state and having a busy work schedule the visit was set for a couple weeks off. By now Chris had figured out something was going on between his bar lady and Roy, but he'd been polite enough not to outright ask; that didn't stop him from dropping ever worsening hints however. Abby and Roy took great delight in playing dumb to his hinting and growing frustration until finally she took pity on her boss and they let him in on their situation. What was most surprising after their revelation was how readily the old bear approved of their relationship, despite Abby's fears he didn't think it was wrong or even dangerous. Reasoning that he'd known Roy long enough to get a sense of the mutt and had worked closely enough with Abby to get an idea of her as well, the more he thought about it the more sense it made. So much so that he was in fact surprised it hadn't happened sooner.

As the days passed and the date of Roy's sister's visit drew nearer, Abby felt a knot of panic growing in the pit of her stomach. Roy had shared countless stories of their life growing up, moving from state to state following their dads deployment orders. He was an army brat through and through, almost a career service man. He also shared stories regarding some of his scars, most of which left Abby speechless. She didn't know how someone could go through as much hell as Roy had and still come out the other side being the amazing man she'd fallen in love with. After the incident with the wolves at the bar he'd also started teaching her how to fight and defend herself, of course it was mostly just an excuse to tussle with Abby and often ended up with a sudden lack of clothing and shortness of breath, but she did learn a thing or two in the process. Roy had watched with the biggest grin on his face one night when Abby had a large draft horse begging for mercy as she pinned and twisted his arm up between his shoulders while wiping her bar with his face after he offered to choke her on his dick as a tip for the shitty beer she'd poured him.

Finally, the day arrived. Abby had spent all morning cleaning her apartment over and over as she nervously waited for Roy's sister to arrive. It didn't help that they'd crammed most of Roy's things in her small apartment either, looking like a disjointed museum of young and old themes hammered together by a drunk or high interior decorator. What had felt cozy and comforting suddenly felt awkward and embarrassing, she'd never really had any visitors other than Roy in her apartment before, not sober ones at any rate.

"Relax, it's just my sister, she's a mechanic so you should see the state her place is in" Roy said reassuringly to try calm Abby down.

"Easy for you to say, I don't have a big dick to impress her with" Abby growled.

"If you had a big dick, we wouldn't have this problem to begin with" Roy countered with a grin.

"Keep it up funny man and that big dick of yours is going to be sleeping on the couch for the next week" Abby growled louder still at him.

"You know I never have a problem keeping it up around you" the mutt teased, grabbing one of her hands as she tried to pass and tugged the tigress down into his lap. Holding her tightly as she struggled to try escape, but with his lips on hers he held her still until she stopped resisting and he could feel her heartbeat slow as she relaxed.

"Asshole..." Abby mumbled against his lips before kissing him softly again.

"Well if you're offering..." Roy grinned, reaching down to palm her behind with a firm squeeze.

"Aren't you already a big enough pain in my ass as is?" Abby laughed and nipped at his bottom lip lightly, just before a knock sounded at the door.

"Come in, it's open!" Roy yelled as he leaned in to kiss Abby firmly again before she could protest.

"Eew, get that out of your mouth, you don't know where's it's been!" a cheerful voice sounded somewhere behind Abby.

"I know exactly where she's been!" Roy protested.

"I was talking to her..." the tall slender canine that bore a striking resemblance to Roy said; there was no mistaking this for anyone other than his sister.

"What the shit? Why're you so tall and he's so short?" Abby balked as she turned around and saw her.

"Well, my working theory is that our mother dropped him on his head when he was a baby... a lot" the pretty mixed breed canine replied.

"Yeah and mom used to hang you by your toes from the washing line, which is why she's not that smart..." Roy laughed and blew his sister a kiss, "This is Claire; Claire this is Abby...play nice."

"Well I can't say much for her taste in men, but she's a looker. Nice job brosef" Claire smiled and winked at a blushing Abby.

After a brief introduction and getting Claire settled in for the weekend, the trio decided to head out for some hibachi for dinner. Much to Claire's amusement, the waiters assumed Abby was somehow the adopted daughter with Claire and Roy as her parents. It certainly didn't help matters when both women played along, leaving Roy flustered and red faced through most of the dinner. Even worse was when Abby made a show of leaning over to give him a kiss full on the lips in front of their stunned chef, making him drop his egg mid-trick and nearly making Claire spew her drink through her nose in the process.

Roy couldn't exit the restaurant quick enough after the bill had been paid, even with his shorter legs he managed to walk briskly enough that Claire and Abby had to pick up their pace to keep up. Both women laughing too hard and having to stop every few steps to catch their breath with Roy flipping them the bird back over his shoulder.

As a peace offering, early the next morning Claire joined Abby in her kitchen to make Roy breakfast in bed while he lay dozing unaware of their intentions. After a couple drinks back in the apartment after their dinner, Abby had decided she really liked Claire and hoped she would approve of her and Roy's relationship. Though a part of her rationalized that she would understand if and respect Claire's decision if she was against it as well, as hard as that might be. Abby did not want to come between Roy and the only family he had left in this world.

"So...what's your honest take on this whole situation?" Abby tentatively asked as she fried up some sides of bacon while Claire tended to the toast and coffee.

"Roy is a complicated guy, he's been through some shit. A lot of stuff he won't even tell me that he's apparently told you. Do you know how many girls he's ever brought home or introduced to any of his family, like...ever? Just one..." Claire said honestly, not making eye contact at first, focusing on getting the toast just right.

"Oh..." Abby was surprised by this, Roy had mentioned seeing other women before but only in passing. She'd thought that was just because he didn't want to upset her, which at the time she'd been amused at the thought of such a thing. But now it sounded like he'd been in love before, Abby beginning to wonder whom the mystery woman could be as no one he'd mentioned stood out in her mind.

"And I'm looking at her," Claire finished off, looking at Abby with a soft smile.

"What?" she couldn't keep the note of surprise out of her voice as the question blurted from her lips.

"It's true; swear on our mother's grave. Not even in high school, not until right now, he's never ever ever brought anyone home or even spoken of seeing someone...until now" Claire affirmed.

"I don't know what to say..." For once that was the truth, Abby didn't know what to say, this was a very surprising revelation to her she frankly wasn't expecting. It was more than she'd ever hoped to hear if she was honest with herself.

"Look, all I'm saying is...if you're worried about how he feels about you, or if he even feels anything at all; don't. I know he's shit at showing emotions sometimes, but I have honestly never seen him look this happy and content. Whatever it is you two have together, it's real; like...scary real. There's very little in this world that scares my brother anymore, but I do know this; he is afraid of hurting or losing you and I know he'll do everything in his power to prevent either of those things from ever happening."

"I love him" Abby said with a soft honest smile.

"I believe you do...He's not rich so I know you're not a gold digger, plus you're not some dumb bimbo so I doubt it's just his big dick charming you either" Claire agreed with a sly smile and nod. "Age difference be damned, you're a freakishly good fit for each other. But hell, he's definitely getting the better part of the deal here. If I was a few years younger and you swung that way, I'd make a pass at you too."

"Who says I don't?" Abby replied with a grin.

"Don't give me false hope, stripy kitty!" Claire laughed and reached over to give Abby's behind a little smack.

"Oi, hands off my woman!" Roy said through a yawn as he appeared around the doorway to their bedroom.

"Oh, well there's the other ass...I know which one I prefer" Claire responded before turning to stick her tongue out at her brother.

"You're supposed to still be in bed; that's the whole point of breakfast bed, Roy..." Abby turned to lean back against her counter and smile at him.

"Sounds good, but if we're talking about eating things in bed, I prefer treats of the stripy feline variety" he shot back, earning a groan from both women.

"It's not too late to back out you know..." Claire said to Abby with a smile and shake of her head at her brothers antics.

Saturday night the trio went to the bar where Abby and Roy had first met, just to show Claire around a little more. One of Chris's old friends was tending the bar as he often did to help give either Abby or Chris a night off every so often, the cranky old bulldog was definitely not as popular as the spunky young tigress it seemed as the bar was rather empty.

"Jeezus Roy, two good looking women now? C'mon man, leave some for the rest of us!" Chris joked as he appeared from the back office to greet them.

"I can't help that you're so ugly even your hand falls asleep when you're being intimate with yourself" Roy shot back with a grin, "This here is my sister, you big lummox. Chris, this is Claire. Claire, this is Chris...the only person I've seen give more head than a seasoned pornstar."

"Yeah Chris, tilt the glass when you poor. It's not rocket science..." Abby chimed in with a grin.

"At least I only get my tips from the jar, smart ass" Chris laughed and winked at Abby, finally making her blush.

Claire sat watching the three of them joke with one another, laughing and smiling at their antics. It really did seem like Roy had found his people finally. Even growing up he'd always seemed like he'd been carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders, after their parents died he pretty much had been. But now watching how he and Abby were together, he seemed buoyed just by her mere presence. She'd never pictured her brother as the touchy feely type, but she had noticed they were always close enough to be touching, or at the very least holding hands. Just in the short span of the two days she'd been around them, Claire was already having visions of a wedding and being called aunty. Dare she even begin thinking what their kids would look like?

"So Claire, can't help but notice the obvious difference between you and your brother. I'd say he was adopted, but who'd pick him? Must be you, right? Your real parents are supermodels somewhere, must be" Chris leaned against the bar counter and smiled at the until now silent Claire.

"Nah, he was just a third grade science experiment I got too attached to so couldn't flush him down the toilet" Claire said with a grin, reaching out to ruffle her brothers hair.

"I'm older than you, the math on that doesn't check out, genius" Roy huffed, "Those poor people whose cars you service, hope you tightened all their nuts correctly."

"Nah, tight nuts are hard to get off, right Abby?" Claire retorted.

"I've never had a problem with that" the tigress replied simply while taking a sip of her beer.

"Lord help me..." Roy groaned into his whisky glass.

"He just might, sitting between two beautiful women, looks like you're already in Heaven" Chris noted.

"Aww, well aren't you sweet. If I wasn't so fond of pussy, I might just fall for a charmer like you" the pretty mixed breed canine replied, catching the bear by surprise.

"I've had fantasies like this..." Chris mumbled to himself as he watched Claire turn and lean over to give a surprised Abby a kiss on the lips.

"Hey, she's not a sweater, no sharing my pussy!" Roy growled and reached down to swat Claire's behind.

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"She's home safe" Abby told Roy as she read the text message from Claire on her phone.

"She really likes you, you know" Roy said with a soft smile as they sat on the couch side by side.

"Good, I really like her too. I kind of wish she was closer actually" Abby admitted, thinking it would be nice to have an actual female friend she could talk to.

"What, and give her more chances to steal you away from me?" Roy teased with a gentle squeeze about the tigress's waist.

"Never going to happen, I like dick too much...especially yours" Abby replied with a soft playful purr, shifting about to straddle Roy's lap with a slow sultry grind of her hips. Leaning down to catch his lips in a lingering kiss.

"Speaking of, think we should move this to the bedroom?" Roy replied with a broadening grin, his hands trailing slowly down along her sides and back over to cup her behind with a firm squeeze.

"Always grabbing my ass...pervy old man" she mumbled softly against his lips with a faint laugh, her striped tail giving a lazy half sort of curl and brushing against his shins.

"It's a great ass, it deserves to be appreciated" the handsome mixed breed replied back between kisses in his defense.

"Well then, let's go to the bedroom so you can appreciate it more closely" Abby teased with a louder purr, slipping from a surprised looking Roy's lap as he turned to watch her walk from the room.

"Hate to see you go, but hot damn do I love to watch you leave..." he called after her.

"Roy, get your butt in here!" Abby yelled from the bedroom when he didn't immediately follow her in.

"Yes ma'am, sorry I'm...late...what's going on?" Roy asked with hesitation as he entered their bedroom to find Abby on her knees with her arms folded beneath her chin. Her head down and butt raised as she knelt in the nude before him, giving Roy an unobstructed view of her perfect striped behind.

"I'm ready" Abby replied in a soft almost nervous voice.

"Ready...for what?" he asked in an equally soft and nervous voice.

"To give you all of me, I'm yours Roy, every last inch" Abby said with a soft smile, turning to peer back at him.

Roy stood stunned, his pants tented at the sight of Abby nude and exposing herself like she was to him. But he also knew what this meant, he'd joked and teased her about letting him under her tail, but he'd never actually thought she would ever let him. Not just because of his size, but because of what it meant to her. She'd had bad experiences with relationships in the past, both physical and emotional. She still keenly remembered the pain that came with the act, from careless lovers that only said what she wanted to hear to have their way with her. Or from drunk bastards that took what they wanted without asking or caring about her wellbeing afterwards. But she was offering herself to him, the one thing she swore she'd never do again with anyone.

Despite his raging erection, Roy was thinking with the correct head for a change. He knew this wasn't a gift he could turn down, he really did love Abby, every inch of her. But more than that, he wanted her to have good memories associated with everything they did, hopefully they'd one day outnumber the bad stuff she carried around with her. In a weird way this was a symbol of that, how completely she trusted him and how unconditionally he accepted and loved her.

Roy climbed up onto the bed behind the tigress, his strong hands reaching out to rest against the small of her back and feeling how tense her muscles were. This was no good, she was too wound up for what she was offering, but he was in no rush. Gently he guided Abby to lay down on her belly, straddling the backs of her thighs as he began to massage her tense muscles. Making sure to avoid contact with her behind for now, instead he tried to take her mind off of it and began regaling her with more funny stories of his and Claire's childhood, though mostly of embarrassing moments in Claire's life he'd been around to witness.

As odd as it was to be laying naked in bed with a someone almost twice her age as he spoke about his sister, his ploy worked and Abby was soon laughing again and feeling more relaxed. Even more than that, the light touches along her sides and at her breasts had started getting her a little worked up. Roy noticed this too as her tail began lifting of its own accord, brushing against his chest in that usual sultry manner she did when she was in the mood. Shifting down further along her legs, Roy began massaging about her hips, waist and thighs. Still he avoided her behind for as long as possible until there was nowhere else left to massage but there. Slowly he worked his way up her inner thighs, stroking close to, then backing away from her nethers. Again and again, until Abby would be raising her hips a little for him.

Roy grinned to himself at the sight, her breathing was a bit more labored and far more heated now. He could practically smell her growing arousal, but still he wouldn't jump ahead. Slowly he began massaging over the firm striped globes of her behind, feeling her tense again every time his thumbs brushed dangerously close to their intended playground. With the patience of a saint, Roy gently and slowly worked Abby up to being comfortable with him just brushing his thumbs across her little opening. He kept up the attention until she eventually began pressing back a little against his touch and then a little beyond. Their progress was halted again briefly once his thumb pressed a little inside her, feeling Abby clench and tense up again. But Roy persisted in his slow diligent ministrations, stroking and rubbing her back soothingly until she relaxed and once more began pressing back against his digit. He wasn't sure how long they'd been going at it for, but his hand was already starting to cramp. Roy ignored the pain however, this wasn't about him, this was all for Abby's benefit...well mostly anyway.

Roy had never been so hard in his life before, the sight before him was hands down the sexiest and most exciting thing he'd ever seen in his life. A young beautiful tigress laying naked on the bed before him, her hips and tail raised as he gently worked two fingers in and out of her perfect shapely posterior. Not only that, he'd finally gotten Abby to the point where she was whimpering and mewling in pleasure, thanks to a bottle of lube he'd found to help things along. Her claws digging into the bed beneath her every time his other hand reached below and ever so slightly grazed her clit, Roy thinking she looked like a work of art how her graceful body arched and her muscles rippled beneath her brilliant striped coat, more mesmerizing than a sunset.

"I can't believe I'm saying this, but Roy...please fuck my ass..." Abby whined into a pillow eventually.

For once Roy didn't have a witty comeback, he was too lost in the situation. His achingly hard cock was throbbing and pulsing, already slick with his own precum and the occasional stroke of his own hand. Grabbing the bottle of lube he'd found just before attempting any sort of rear entry with Abby, Roy applied a fresh slick between her cheeks and gently worked more inside her before applying a generous amount to himself. Shifting behind her and letting his length rest between her cheeks, Roy gave a few slow grinds directly against her bare flesh to make sure she was truly ready for him. When Abby pressed back against him again in acceptance, he lined himself up and began to slowly push against her opening. The lubricant helped, but so had his drawn out preparation.

Abby groaned loudly into the pillow, Roy paused briefly to listen for any sounds of pain or discomfort from her. Breathing a sigh of relief to himself as he heard it sounded mostly of pleasure, his hips beginning to press forward again as he worked a couple more inches into the perfect tigress behind beneath himself. His eyes locked on the sight of her little pink opening stretching and turning a lighter shade of pink as his thickness was slowly permitted entry.

"Big..." Came Abby's muffled groan as she buried her face into a pillow.

"Want me to stop?" Roy asked with a note of worry in his voice.

"Didn't say stop...just said big..." Abby turned her head to the side and grinned back at Roy, "It feels...good, better than I'd feared or hoped."

"I'd never hurt you Abs" Roy spoke softly, halting all motion as he reached out to brush her hair back from her face.

"I believe you...clearly..." Abby smiled with a weak laugh and shake of her behind currently being impaled by Roy, her eyes closing as the motion drew another groan from her lips.

Roy leaned over her back, slipping an arm down beneath her hips as his fingers searched for her jewel. From the first touch it was apparent Abby was still rather worked up, giving a little squeak into the pillow as her hips shifted beneath Roy's. With a sly grin he began to tap, touch, rub and whatever else seemed to pleasure his tigress. He hardly had to move with how she was bucking and squirming, drawing her inexorably closer to her climax. When she did finally climax, she made the cutest squeaking groan he'd ever heard before as her entire body tensed and trembled beneath him before she passed out.

"Never going to live that one down, kitten" Roy laughed to himself as Abby breathed softly, laying limp beneath him. Roy gently extracted himself from under her tail despite not having finished, he had no doubt Abby would've told him to keep going if she was awake, but he wasn't that kind of a guy. Instead he gently cleaned her with a couple wet wipes before covering her with a soft blanket to let her sleep while he went to the kitchen to start cooking dinner...still in the nude.