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The candlelights gently danced and swayed in the earliest moments of nightfall. With the approach of darkness, the home's inhabitants with the exception of myself had just retired for the day. Rather than relax and prepare for sleep, I was fully concentrated on finishing a letter of great importance. I had barely noticed the subtle glow of moonlight emerging from the night sky outside. I set my quill down and looked over my penmanship, or lack thereof, for a moment. I had been thinking about the message I needed to send all day.

“Dear Arwen of the Wersu." I cleared my thought and quietly started reading aloud what I had written down.

“I humbly request your services for guiding me and a small company downriver to the trading town of Alarsis during the second half of autumn. The transportation of goods will be part of a trade agreement involving copper and spices as well as salt. I am certain your family will make this deal known to you in the near future as the details are finalized. However, I would personally prefer your guidance due to our past business partnerships together. Your professionalism and knowledge have been most useful to everyone involved. I have the utmost trust in your abilities, and look forward to working with you again in the near future." I read through to my signature.

“Kindest regards, X Ginessi." I concluded with a content exhale. The candlelight flickered as if to give a nod of approval. I stood up and paced a few times wondering what else to say. Maybe nothing else was needed, but my caution was well warranted.

Negotiating was tedious to say the least between humans and werewolves with tensions ready to flare up. It had only worsened over the past decade. Luckily, I had a red fox who served as a useful intermediary with written messages. Having another anthro work as an intermediary like a fox, coyote, or raccoon was invaluable. Werewolves and humans trusted them equally which made the diplomacy and trade deals possible. Although, the cunning fox could occasionally be crafty, cutting a piece of any deal for himself when the opportunity arose.

The Wersu, known as the southern river pack; lived all the way down from the lowland wetlands and up a major river system almost up to the town I was currently residing in. They were the group of werewolves who had the most experience with river environments including fishing, boating, and trading. Out of the other packs I knew about, only the northern river pack had any similar experience, but unlike their southern cousins they lived in a more remote mountainous area.

Arwen's uncle was the chieftain of the Wersu pack. At the very least, I hoped that fact would make a much smoother deal and transportation. Going through a werewolf pack's territory wasn't exactly the safest mission to complete without trusted guides and guards.

The recipient of my letter likely didn't know it yet, but there was a trade deal in the making between my family and the Wersu family. My hope was to have her as a travel companion. I couldn't hide my excitement at the prospect of traveling through the territory with Arwen. There was nothing more that I wanted to do than to spend more time with her, especially in the public without any fear or reprisal.

“I think that's good." I stopped pacing and looked over the letter I was writing a final time. However, I carefully felt the 'secret' letter hidden underneath. A far more personal message rested under the main message I was sending. I would use a little bit of glue on the corners to bond both papers together, but the person receiving the letter would know to tear two corners off to read both messages. I took another peak at the hidden page and felt the corners of my lips curl into a smile. I had given the second letter much more thought than the first.

'Dearest Arwen sounds too direct in case someone else reads this.' I reminded myself, and thought it over.

'Dear my true love of the silver moon.' I came up with something different.

“I like the sound of that." I nodded to myself and quickly jotted it down. “No one will know, except for her." I didn't trust myself enough to write an encrypted message, and I wanted something personalized for her eyes to read alone. It was only half complete, but I had all of tomorrow morning to finish it.

“Alright, it is late…" I set my quill down for good and walked away from the desk. I rubbed my tired eyes and meandered towards an open door leading outside and onto a second story balcony. The door had been open most of the evening due to the pleasant early fall weather; but the oncoming chill of nighttime prompted me to close it. I felt the cooler air coming inside but decided to take a quick peek first.

Plenty of buildings were visible despite the darkness. The town was a sprawling center of trade and commerce, but it was a far cry from the urban coastal cities. It was the place I had called home for the past two years. It also bordered the Wersu's territory, and had a mixed population. Humans were the primary residents along with foxes, raccoons, but various canines and felines were also present. Few werewolves lived in the actual town, choosing instead to live out in small camps not far from their hill forts. Raccoons and humans alike farmed the surrounding fields, although a few werewolves did the same as well as shepherding.

Crickets softly chirped in the calm darkness, and a faint smell of burning firewood was in the crisp air. Little lights were visible in some windows, but those were few as the town had largely retired for the day only to rise again at daybreak. The palisade walls were dark, but noticeable against the backdrop of trees, small forests, and fields. One field in particular was special to me during the full moon. My heart ached to head out under the cover of night and meet her again. However, I looked up and saw the waxing crescent moon was shining peacefully outside.

'Only a little more than another half moon to wait.' I told myself somewhat optimistically. Waiting an entire lunar cycle to meet someone that I deeply loved felt like an eternity, no matter how many times I had done so before. As a human, but especially a Ginessi, it was considered unheard of to fall in love with a werewolf. Marriage was certainly out of the question as well. Despite those harsh circumstances, my heart's desire hadn't been diminished in the slightest. I would do anything for her.

“It's a little chilly out there now." I closed the door to preserve the lingering heat in my bedchamber. Walking by my desk, I prepared to blow out a few candles when something unexpected caught my attention. My brow furrowed as a faint scent attracted my nose. It wasn't the candlelight aromas, but something else. It was earthy yet wild and alive. Turning back to face the door I had just closed, I glanced at the walls with suspicion. It was if I was standing beside a tree in the forest after a fresh rain.

'That's not pine or-' My thought was cut short as the sensation of air moved like a very subtle breeze behind me. Before I could react, confusion befell my face once the familiar scent registered.

'No. Here?' I looked at my clothes wondering if something needed to be washed. It didn't make sense until I sensed a figure was standing behind me. In an instant I was grabbed from behind by a pair of robed arms. The body against my backside was strong and I immediately wondered if an attacker had broken in without alerting anyone. I instinctively grabbed the robed arms holding onto me only to notice white furred hands were clutching me tightly.

Spinning around, my would-be captor's grip loosed and I saw a familiar canine face. A long snout, triangular ears, soft grin, and a pair of pretty golden eyes greeted me with a face covered with soft white fur.

“Arwen?" My jaw dropped once she fully revealed herself to me. Her cloak parted revealing that she was completely naked underneath, a normal way of dress for the canine clans due to their natural fur coats. Her white fur resembled a pure fluffy cloud, only much softer to the touch. Her strong arms and shoulders were matched by her impressive legs and sturdy claws. However, her naturally intimidating strength was softened by her well endowed bosom, little whiskers on her snout, and fluffy fur coat.

Arwen was a Wersu werewolf born of high status and wealth; but she was also my secret lover. I couldn't believe it. Was this a strange realistic dream? Had I fallen asleep at my desk again?

“I wish I will remember that shocked look on your face for the rest of my life." She grinned, snapping me from my stupor. I jumped forward and fully embraced the werewolf, earning a subtle 'oof' from her. My face ended up lost somewhere in her downy neck fluff. The warmth her body greeted me with dissipated the chill from outside. Her arms tightly hugged me in turn, and I couldn't have been happier or more surprised in that moment. I was surrounded by her, in the furry embrace of the one I loved.

“Arwen…" My voice was muffled from her thick fur. The werewolf didn't say anything, but held me tightly. I eventually pulled back enough to look into her golden eyes.

“What are you doing here?!" I said in a hushed voice. I couldn't believe that the wolf was standing in my residence. “How did you get in here?" I was still baffled by her presence.

“I can climb a balcony like a tree." She humbly bragged and pointed towards the door leading to the balcony.

“My cousin or the maid could've seen you, and who knows-!" I fretted only for a pair of hands to hold me still.

“It's fine. I've been hiding here for a little while, waiting to pounce." She reassured me with a little tease. I shook my head in disbelief and stared at the open doorway leading out to the hall before promptly closing it.

“No one saw me." She reiterated, but I couldn't help but feel on edge from all of the excitement.

“That's good." I didn't doubt her capabilities, and took ahold of her hand. “But what brings you here?" I whispered. “I didn't receive a letter from you."

“I missed you." Her excuse was childishly simple, and yet I understood her completely. My heart always ached for her when we were apart, and being only a few miles away from her made my heart yearn for her all the more.

“I missed you too." I could tell there was something else that she wanted to tell me. I searched her eyes and she finally relented after a little sigh.

“I also needed to tell you that I won't be able to meet you during the next full moon." She informed me with a somber voice.

“What? Why not?" I briefly became crestfallen as her ears fell back.

“My father wants me to return home along the main river very soon. I wasn't supposed to stay up here during the whole summer, and now the autumn, anyway." She sighed. “He thinks it will be best for me to return south to the heart of our pack's territory."

“Oh wow…" I didn't know what else to say. The news was sudden, but I had something to tell her as well.

“I didn't want to wait and tell you through a letter. I wanted to explain this in person." She moved a hand to my shoulder. “I'm sorry."

“I understand." I nodded. “Well… maybe there's another way I can meet you in your territory." I surmised with a visible grin.

“What do you mean?" She gave me a curious look that only made my smile widen.

“You haven't heard about the next shipment we are preparing to send down south, have you?" I questioned. The wolf shook her head.

“No. I've heard a vague mention of something like that, but I don't ask about it to avoid suspicion." She explained.

“Well…" I mentioned while keeping my voice level despite the eagerness rising inside my chest. “Let's just say that I have been working on a letter to send to you about it." I walked over and touched the piece of paper resting on my desk. “There's a shipment being prepared for a town towards the south. The easiest journey would be to take the river through Wersu territory."

“So you will be taking it down the whole stretch of river through the southern river pack's territory?" She was intrigued as her entire canine face widened into happy excitement like my own. “Why didn't you tell me?"

“I was going to." I tapped the paper on my desk. “But then you unexpectedly showed up." I motioned with my hands.

“This is wonderful news to hear!" She started licking and nibbling my ear. I smiled and accepted the gestures of affection. The happiness in her voice made my heart soar.

“I know. I couldn't wait to share it with you."

“I was coming here happy to see you but sad that we may not see each other again for some time, but this is wonderful!" She swayed on her paws and squeezed me tightly.

“Careful! You'll squeeze the life out of me!" I quietly wheezed and laughed.

“When do you get to go?" She smiled excitedly and stood close to my side.

“There's still some negotiating to do, but I'm hoping a little caravan can be organized before autumn is over. No one likes to travel in the cold."

“You'll need to stay warm with someone who has a natural winter coat." She winked.

“I cannot wear you like a coat." I held back a laugh at the idea.

“Maybe not, but I can always wrap my arms around your shoulders and neck." She demonstrated and wrapped her limbs around me like a living scarf. I laughed as I tried walking around with her in tow, hanging over my back.

“Ugh. You're a heavy coat!" I playfully clung onto her.

“Hehe." She giggled and used her strength to pull me back and pressed my backside up to her front. I toted my head back and felt her muzzle and fluffy cheek brush over my face.

“So when do you get to travel down? I want to travel with you somehow."

“I can give you a more definitive answer once I receive another letter from the Wersu."

“My uncle Showashen is the chieftain, so there's no way he will decline having you travel down river."

“That's good. I also was writing this letter to you because I wanted to request you as guide and protector, just like before."

“Ah!" Her jaws parted excitedly in a toothy smile. The wolf licked me across the cheek before letting me go.

“I will humbly serve as your guide and protector." She faked a little bow of fealty. I held back a laugh.

“Your uncle and father will be fine with that, right?"

“Of course they will! They trust me to keep an eye on suspicious humans." She winked at me. “This is perfect! I can travel with you however long it takes. Oh, I can hardly wait." She feigned pouting only to brightly smile. “I'd love to show you my home, and the places I grew up. I don't have books like you do, but I have many weapons and hunting tools to show you."

“Will I get to see you hunting?"

“Maybe." She liked he idea. “I'd like to spar with you too." Arwen added.

“I'd end up flat on my back in a mere second." I could easily see her besting me no matter what weapon I wielded.

“I could train you some if you'd like." She offered instead.

“Well, I can't refuse such an offer." I agreed as her tail wagged. “Especially if you're training me without any clothes."

“No clothes for me or you? Either way I'll make sure it's fun." She winked. I felt a light blush try to creep onto my cheeks from her comment.

“You, of course." I chuckled. “I'd love to see you in your winter coat again." I placed a hand on her hip.

“It's already starting to come in, but it's difficult to see it." She touched her mane of white fur. “I'll let you see when it fully comes in only if you promise to help brush it for me."

“With a brush and comb, or just my hands?" I suggested and ran both hands down her sides. The softness was exquisite, but I could feel the strength resting underneath.

“Mmm. Both." She hummed appreciatively. “I'd like to run my fingers through your patch of fur too." Arwen's hand traced over my waistline. It was more than obvious as her clawed fingertips brushed under the hem of my pants.

“You know it is not fur."

“I like to think it is." She hummed. It was plainly obvious that she had a fascination with the natural hair around my nethers. It had something to do with the subtle intimate aromas that an individual possessed; but I had the same fascination with hers.

“It will be so much fun if I can drag you away from the transport crew." She widely grinned and nudged me with an elbow.

“Hah. I will be eager to follow you."

“You'll just need to keep your eyes off the female wolves." She teased and pinched my cheek.

“Haha, I think I'll be terrified of them." I joked.

“In that case I won't let them nip at you too much then. The wolf giggled. “I can show you many places I have stayed at or seen. The trees are going to change colors soon, but the leaves will have fallen if this journey doesn't take place towards the end of the season."

“That's fine, but I'm sure the land will be beautiful regardless of the season."

“Mmhm." She contently nodded. “The riverside is very scenic and there are plenty of migratory birds that travel through the region this time of year as well."

“It'll be just like when we first traveled together, but much better."

“Oh, I remember that first journey we had to take together." She smiled fondly.

“Mmhm. I never would've imagined all of this happening in a single year."

“It's been a year already?" She blinked and looked at me in surprise at the realization.

“Yeah, since we first met. It was about the middle of last autumn." I recalled with a nod. “I can't believe how fast time has gone by since then."

“I know! I remember thinking about how horrible it would be to travel with a wealthy urban human; how bad he would smell," she wrinkled her nose cutely, “and how annoying he would sound."

“I had similar reservations, myself." I admitted with a grin. “Traveling with werewolves is dangerous. I was nervous about being with a smelly wolf whose bloodlust and violent passions were visible in her pretty, yet wild eyes." I exaggerated only to receive a laugh from her.

“That's not too far from the truth." Arwen teased. “But then this human wooed me like a trickster." She ruffled my hair and planted her damp nose on my forehead, only to deliver a swiping lick that caught my chin.

“How could I let you steal my heart?"

“Because you stole mine." I reminded her and brushed my nose against her fuzzy chin.

“Aww." She smiled and her ears laid flat for a moment.

“But you're right." I nodded. “Humans and werewolves don't think nicely of each other. They're at each other's throats all the time."

“Yes, that's unfortunate." She blew a sigh. “You'll need to be extra careful around me, or I might pin you to the ground."

“You're not at your peak strength since it is only a crescent moon." I said.

“Don't think you can lower you guard around me." She winked with a grin of her own. “I'd pounce before you could scream." Arwen elaborated.

“Then what would you do to me?"

“I could shred your clothes with my claws." She lightly prodded my arm.

“And then?" I leaned closer to her, drawn in by her beautiful golden eyes.

“I would touch you, and you would like it." She whispered. “We would both be panting."

“That sounds wonderful right now." I whispered back to her. “Making love to the one you love…" I placed a hand between her breasts.

“Yes, but love making takes skill." She drew a padded fingertip and thick claw down over my heart. The dual sensation of leather and dulled sharpness made my skin tingle.

“I have some experience in that."

“You need more experience." Arwen nibbled my ear. Her hands moved in unison as the werewolf started undressing me. I kissed the side of her muzzle which quickly brought her lips to mine. A wet fuzzy lipped smooch ensued before I felt a heated exhale of breath across my face. A wide tongue licked at my lips and I opened my mouth, inviting her inside. I softly moaned as the werewolf's smooth tongue slipped inside with gentleness and lapped at my tongue and mouth with fervor.

I was already becoming aroused as she removed my clothes with dexterous hands. My hands rubbed up and down her bare sides, ruffling through her gorgeous white coat. I could subtly feel her tail wagging behind her. She was enjoying this as much as me.

Once my clothes finally pooled messily onto the floor, we drew each other even closer into our arms. Her furry breasts pressed nicely against my chest. I loved the feeling of her soft and warm fur against my naked skin. That bare body heat mingling together made my heart and soul shudder with rejuvenation.

“Mmm." Arwen softly growled and moaned in unison as she tilted her mouth and pressed forward some. Her jaws widened as I felt teeth touch my cheeks, but her wide smooth tongue remained inside my mouth and constantly lapped inside me. It was as deep as a kiss could get when our anatomies were so different! It felt like she was going to lick my soul right out of my body.

Down below our mingling fronts, I felt my arousal harden, lift, and wedge itself between her thighs; pressing up against her womanhood. Arwen noticed and pulled back from our lengthy deep kiss. We wiped each other's chins and shared a few smiles at how silly we looked.

“I feel something nice and hard between my thighs." She whispered and closed her legs entirely, trapping my raging erection between them.

“I might… finish early." I felt a little embarrassed at how aroused I had become.

“I don't mind." She understood. “I think it's erotic." She whispered only to send another thrill up my spine, and pulsating jerk along my member. However, one nagging thought concerned me; and I didn't want us to be discovered, especially like this.

“What if you howl?"

“You won't have to worry about me howling." Arwen stated to my surprise. I immediately understood what the werewolf meant as she comfortably knelt down and never let our gazes part ways. Her golden eyes felt as warm and inviting as her lovely white fur.

“Have you been saving something for me?" Arwen cooed and gently cupped my balls into her warm leathery palm.

“I'm ready to give it all to you." My cheeks warmed as my heart fluttered. I was never one for sultry talk, but I wasn't going to complain anytime soon! I was already close, and she knew it from the droplet of pre leaking forth. She nodded without a word and drew her hand away. I watched it sneak up my thigh and target my nethers just above my erection. She spread her bulky wolfish fingers through my curly hair, and ran them slowly.

I was caught wholly unprepared as she delivered a single lick from my sack and under my entire length to the tip. My erect length jumped rigidly causing another clear droplet to emerge. Arwen didn't waste anymore licks or send me over the edge; and instead parted her jaws. I watched with great anticipation as her muzzle encircled my length. The heat from her breath bathed my flesh causing chill bumps to form and dissipate. Her damp black nose was happily buried in my patch of pubic hair, chuffing at my intimate scent.

I tensed as her jaws began to close, but she lightly nibbled to prevent an immediate climax right then and there. Both of her hands shifted towards my backside. I distinctly felt claws grip each cheek on my rear, in case I tried pulling back. Her mouth closed with her incisors holding me at my base. I shuddered reactively and nearly gasped as my underside rested on her smooth tongue. With my manhood inside her jaws, I was completely at her mercy. My heart was pounding inside my chest as a moment of stillness passed.

Without warning, she closed her eyes and her tongue began slowly licking the underside of my erection. My skin was bathed with warm and smooth wetness. Each lap of her tongue felt like a mini bolt of lightning striking me, causing my nerves to sing and my length to constantly twitch and jerk.

“I love you Arwen." I breathed audibly while stroking her head and ears feverishly. A soft slurping sound was all that I could hear since I couldn't see what was happening inside her muzzle.

“Oh god don't stop." I begged feeling my legs tremble. Her claws pricked my rear in agreement. The pleasure rose and rose as she licked and licked; I couldn't last any longer.

“Nnn! Aaahh!" I sharply gasped. My heart threatened to leap out of my throat as an orgasmic wave crashed over me. My entire body shook and jumped on its own accord, unable to handle the amount of raw pleasure that she gave me. Arwen held me relatively still with ease, and brought me to a breathtaking climax.

“Aahh-!" I had to silence myself from moaning too loudly. My loins were burning red hot, and every pulsating shot was accentuated by her fast licking smooth tongue. She drained me thoroughly and completely.

I nearly collapsed onto the bedside behind me from the sheer amount of pleasure coursing through my entire body. The werewolf stood up and looked at me with a little grin etched onto her lips. She almost appeared like a goddess with the ambience of the glowing candlelight around her.

“Enjoy yourself?" She gently rubbed my thighs.

“Wow, you're uh… your tongue is… You're incredible, Arwen." I could barely talk straight. Arwen smiled brightly at my orgasm induced stupor.

“Let's call it a night." She noted how exhausted I had become. I glanced around the room and nodded. The candles were burning low, and we were likely the last two people awake in the entire town. All I could do was nod in agreement much to her amusement.

“You're not leaving are you?" I feared she would depart. I propped myself up onto shaky arms only for a hand to rest on my leg.

“Hush. I plan on staying the whole night." She rubbed my knee.

“You better if you've come all this way." I leaned back and grinned despite the risks involved.

“I'll join you in just a moment." She walked over and began blowing out the candles. In a moment the werewolf disappeared as darkness enshrouded my bedchamber. Not even the faint glimmers of moonlight could spy on us. The soft steps of paw pads and subtle clicks of claws walked over the floor towards me.

“You know something funny?" I mentioned, knowing that she was standing right at the bedside.

“What?" Her voice answered.

“When I was little I remember hearing a tale that if you were a naughty kid then a werewolf would snatch you away while you slept."

“I guess when you become a good adult they tell you a werewolf will sleep with you instead." She earned a hearty laugh from me.

“I never heard that part of the story."

“Now you have." She ran a hand down the sheets. “I've always wanted to sleep with you in your bed." Arwen mentioned as she climbed into and laid beside me. Our legs mingled down below; and arms laid across one another as we made ourselves comfortable together. Not another word was spoken for a little while. All I needed was her touch after what she had done for me.

“I don't think the clouds would feel as soft as your fur." I remarked while slowly petting her side before reaching up to rub her breasts. She sweetly licked over my nose and forehead as a silent 'thank you.'

“Has anything new happened with your family since we last met?" She whispered.

“No." I thought for a moment. “I'm playing host to my cousin Margo though. He's a tad younger than me and maybe a little more brash."

“Mmhm. I have a few relatives who are just like that."

“What about your family?"

“Nothing new, aside from what I told you about my father wanting me to return."

“I'm glad you're as excited as I am to travel through your pack's territory. I was a little nervous at first when the trade deal was brought up."

“Nervous? Why?" She looked at me with her sweet golden eyes.

“I was afraid that it could've been declined or you wouldn't be able to travel with me." I admitted.

“You'd have to chain me to a fully grown oak tree to keep me from being with you in my own pack's territory." Arwen whispered. I grinned and felt a leathery padded hand touch my cheek. She scooted closer to me and soon her entire furry front was touching me. I felt one breast squish up to my side as the other laid over my chest.

“Sleep well."

“I will." I rested my face in the downy fur of her neck while her head rested above mine. It would be the soundest I had slept since laying together with her in the cold field during the last full moon.

I stirred from a pleasant slumber with warmth surrounding me. I breathed in and detected Arwen's scent all around me. I dared to open my eyes and wake up from pleasant dreams. It was still dark, but faintest glimmer of sunshine told me that sunrise was not far away. Our time together was waning quickly. I glanced to my side and found that Arwen was still asleep. The werewolf looked so peaceful as she calmly breathed. Her arm was protectively laying over my front, as if to guard me in my dreams. I wished to protect her with the same strength that she possessed. It was such a wonderful feeling being able to wake up with her in my bed. It was as if we had been secretly married and hadn't left for our honeymoon.

'Maybe someday.' I wishfully thought as I savored the peaceful moment for a few more seconds.

“Arwen…" I whispered causing her triangular ear to flicker.

“Mmmm." She quietly growled but I gently pet the top of her head. A golden eye grumpily opened, but a grin emerged on her face once she saw me.

“Daylight is about to break. We need to get up." I gently nudged her shoulder.

“Okay. Just a moment." She gave a prolonged yawn, revealing all of her dangerous teeth and smooth tongue to me. However, instead of immediately riding out of bed, the werewolf rolled onto me. I held back a laugh as she laid on top of me and resumed stretching.

“Arwen-“ My voice muffled as she nudged a breast onto my mouth.

“Okay, I'm up." The werewolf decided and slowly rolled off me. I wiped the lingering strands of fur from my face before sitting up in bed with her. I noticed her rotate her shoulders and scooted behind her to rub them for her.

“Mm! Thanks." She hummed appreciatively as I tended to the werewolf.

“Of course."

“It's wonderful waking up in your bed with you." She sighed as I rubbed her shoulders.

“Mmhm." My hands slipped down her sides and reached around to fondle her breasts. Arwen glanced over her shoulder at me with a smile, and unexpectedly fell backwards onto the bed with a soft whoosh. I avoided getting trapped underneath her again and resumed rubbing her bosom.

“But I think one thing could make this better."

“Huh? What?" She traced a leathery hand up my arm.

“Waking up in your bed with you." I suggested. Her smile only widened at the idea. “I wish this could last forever." I mumbled and jiggled both breasts. Arwen smiled up at me and stuck her tongue out cutely.

“One day…" She sat up and hopped out of bed with a final elegant stretch. I slipped out of bed while she gathered her robe and slipped it over her head. I gathered my clothes crumpled on the cool floor and dressed while she took time to observe my room in more detail than the previous night.

“You have many neat things in here." She observed the walls and spaces. “It's fascinating how much you have."

“It's a human trait I suppose." I shrugged as I pulled my shirt over my head. The werewolf looked around my desk before seeing something of interest.

“Can I take your letter?"

“Of course, but the second one is not quite finished.

“You'll just have to tell me the next time we meet." She proposed and rolled it up before stowing it inside her robe.

“It's a promise." I smiled.

“I'll see you soon then-“ She turned towards the balcony door.

“Before you leave." I approached her.

“Oh, I almost forgot." Arwen grinned and turned to face me. The werewolf parted her robe once more and revealed her naked front. She widened her stance a little, and watched with a grin as I knelt down. I gazed at her thick white furred groin that hid her sex so plainly well with admiration. I gently, almost ceremoniously ran my fingers over the thick downy white fur guarding her femininity. I could see the top of her sex, but didn't part any more of her fur. I leaned forward and nuzzled her groin fur, feeling the softness against my face. I breathed in her wild intimate scents a final time. The pungent wild earthiness was like an intoxicating perfume to my nose. She rubbed my head gently, ruffling my hair once again.

“Don't feel rushed." She calmly spoke only to giggle as I nuzzled her womanhood more.

“I wish it was midnight again." I stood up. “I love you." I hugged her furry body and meant every word.

“I love you too." She held me tightly. We shared a final kiss before breaking off our embrace. I instantly missed her warmth. Sadness starting mixing with the happiness in our eyes. Arwen opened her robe and flashed me before giving her chest a quick shake, knowing that I'd enjoy it.

“Crazy wolf…" I shook my head wearing a persistent smile the whole time.

“You like it." She stuck her canine tongue out before stepping onto the balcony.

“It's chilly out." I stepped behind her and folded my arms.

“There's no snowfall." She teased.

“I meant for me." I grinned as she placed her hands on the railing.

“I know." Arwen flashed me a wolffish smile before leaping over the railing and letting go for a fast descent. It happened so fast I wondered if she had slipped into my house before without my knowledge.

'There she goes.' I leaned over the railing and watched her hurry away towards the street corner. The werewolf paused at the final step and turned to face me. She waved and flashed a final smile before disappearing from sight.

“She's gone…" I watched with a heavy sigh as she didn't reappear. I couldn't see her again for the next full moon, but I was very fortunate to meet her inside my own home. Who knew when I'd have the same opportunity again?

“I promise we will meet again in a few weeks. Just wait for me." I remained optimistic as my gaze focused on the forest visible over the palisade wall. All that waited was the finalization of the trade deal. I could hardly wait…