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I took Dorien in my arms, letting Marcello watch as we kissed and stroked one another. I opened my muzzle, sticking out my tongue slightly, shuddering as Dorien ran his teeth along it lightly, then sucked at the tip. I felt my lovers paws roving down my body, his blunt claws raked through my fur and glided across my back before he reached lower and squeezed my rump suggestively.

I looked over, smiling as I saw the rapidly growing lump on the front of Marcello's shorts as he dropped the towel to the floor. His blue eyes were wide as he watched us kiss, his pupils expanding to show his intent focus. I slowly began to strip my own towel off, leaving only the swim-briefs on my hips. Dorien reached past me, slowly running a paw over Marcello's chest, seeing his face contort with pleasure at the light touches. Dor returned his gaze and paws to me, I caught his eyes holding his gaze for a moment.

"What the Hell." I heard Dorien mutter under his breath, then leaning to me he breathed into my ear, "Go ahead, have fun, I may just watch for a while."

I embraced Marcello, feeling his firm muscles tensing in his chest and stomach. I pushed Marc's hair aside, blowing gently into his ear, then nipping it's tip gently. I yelped, taken by surprise as Marcello snarled and grabbed my shoulders, holding my body against his and biting my own ear. I gasped at the sensation, hearing his snarls turning to rumbling purrs as his soft bites moved away from my ear and down my neck. I used my own paws on Marcello's body, running my claws gently up and down his chest, tweaking his nipples and feeling the outline of the firm muscles in his stomach .

I was nearly overwhelmed by the primal sensations coursing like fire through my body. I shuddered, feeling my own sex growing between my legs. Making love with Dorien is one of the most incredible things in my life, but this was different. I've never actually had sex with a male of my own genus (another feline) before. I was unprepared for, completely taken aback by, the fierceness, the raw power I felt in Marcello.

I felt his sinewy muscles flexing lithely beneath his fur, the feel of his spotted coat rubbing against mine. His sex pheromones assaulted my nose relentlessly, making me dizzy. Excited little growls, snarls and yips issued from Marc's throat as we explored each others bodies. I shuddered at the feel of his teeth rasping against my skin, and his tongue working against my throat. I was growling at the sensation of his paws against my back, claws pricking gently at my skin.

Marcello panted, still nipping and licking my face and neck. I saw Dorien looking at the tableau, transfixed at the ferocity of Marcello and my embrace. I broke Marcello's grip on me, twisting his head sideways and sinking my teeth into his nape. I felt Marcello tremble violently and noticed a wet spot against my thigh where his throbbing erection had been pressed. There was a sizable dark stain growing on the front of his stretched out shorts.

A musky scent laced with a sharper aroma drifted to my nose. I realized that I had made Marc climax violently with just that one bite. He had orgasmed heavily but his erection showed no signs of abating whatsoever.

Dorien came up from behind Marcello pulling on the bottom hem of the shorts. I watched as Marcello's cock sprang back up from having caught the waistband as the shorts were pulled off. Now completely nude Marcello looked like some classic Roman statue, firm, chiseled, rippling with taught muscles, every part of him screaming with masculinity and sensuality. I reached down and stroked Marcello's hard cock slowly up and down, feeling the slickness of his semen coating my fingers.

Marc bucked against me nearly cumming again but I let go of his hard-on quickly, leaving him to whimper, pleading for another orgasm. Dorien had shed his clothing standing naked behind Marcello. I relinquished my hold on Marcello's nape and pushed him toward the bed more roughly than I had intended. Dorien grabbed Marc's arm to steady him, then yelped with surprise as without warning Marcello growled and fairly leaped onto my lover, forcing him to the bed. I grabbed Marcello from behind, rolling him off of Dorien and pinning him to the bed with my arms.

"Naughty boy, not too rough. You're bigger than he is. Try someone your own size first!"

I teased Marc, seeing his eyes flare with animal passion as another snarl issued from between his bared teeth. I pulled myself onto Marcello's struggling form, straddling his chest and pinning his arms down with my knees.

I looked down into his savage, contorted face, seeing the once again bright blue eyes filled with almost feral rage at being dominated in such a casual manner. I leaned back and proceeded to pull the briefs I still wore far enough down my thighs to expose my still hardening cock to Marcello. I saw his eyes go wide as I began to masturbate myself just inches from his face.

Keeping Marcello pinned firmly to the bed I manipulated my cock and balls, stroking myself to an amazing hard-on as he watched. I saw that I was driving him wild, feeling as he flexed his arms and chest, trying to get free from beneath my weight. Looking back over my shoulder I saw Dorien sitting astride Marcello's legs, pinning them to the bed. Only the leopard's tail was free to thrash about, telegraphing his rage at being pinned and helpless against our advances. I sighed a shuddery breath feeling the muscles in my crotch twitch gently.

Glistening pre-cum started to ooze from the tip of my cock as I stroked myself vigorously. I watched, fascinated, seeing a drop of the viscous liquid collect on the tip of my dick and then slowly drip onto Marcello's lower lip. It left a thin thread connecting his lip to my cock that shimmered as it caught the light from the window. Marcello stuck out his long tongue, sensuously licking his lip clean then stretching his broad tongue out to brush the tip of my erection gently. I shifted slightly, allowing the head of my cock to rest on Marcello's throat, its tip just barely brushing his chin.

I looked him in the eye sternly, "Just one rule; No teeth or you pay the consequences. You got it?"

Marcello nodded furiously, making my length bounce against his chin. I slowly shifted forward, not giving Marcello any leeway to free his arms, but allowing my engorged cock to come within range of his tongue and muzzle. I breathed throatily, leaning my head back and closing my eyes as I felt Marcello's velvet tongue move up and down my cock.

I moved closer, allowing Marc to take me into his muzzle, sighing as he sucked and licked my erection. I moved my hips in time with his head letting him get me off with his mouth. I shuddered then yiped sharply, making Dorien jump, as I felt Marcello's sharp teeth nip the tip of my cock, then he resumed licking me. I pulled back slightly, placing my paws on either side of his head. I looked into Marcello's face seeing a slight smile quirking the sides of his muzzle.

"I warned you." I spoke quietly, soothingly, letting Marc resume sucking me, then I adjusted my hands on his head, getting a firm but unassuming grip. Without warning I snarled and tensed, driving my cock all the way down Marcello's throat and holding it there, feeling him tense suddenly, his throat muscles tightening around my shaft. Marcello's teeth clamped around the base of my cock as he struggled against me. I shivered at the wonderful clenching sensation I felt moving through Marc's throat. When I assumed the gag reflex paired with his need to breath would be nearly overwhelming to him, I let go of the sides of Marcello's head, allowing him to disgorge my cock from his throat.

He gasped, coughing, then gagged heavily, and retched thin threads of saliva across his chin.

I spoke sternly to him once again, "I told you. No teeth."

Seeing him nod I leaned down, licking his face clear of the salivation he had gagged up. I heard Marcello purring, a deep rumbling in his chest as I allowed my lips to lightly brush his. I took Marc's face in my paws pressing our muzzles together, I probed his teeth with my tongue, feeling him open his muzzle to me. I tasted his tongue with my own as we kissed. He was breathing hard as we parted.

Dorien was watching us his own cock growing as I worked on Marc. "Ready for the main event?"

"If you are Love." I agreed.

Marcello looked at both of us grinning, "Most fun I've had in months."

I looked suspiciously at the leopard, "Why do I get the feeling this isn't the first time you've done this with another male?"

He met my gaze resolutely, "Because it's not."

I waited patiently for an explanation as Marc sighed and ran a paw up and down my thigh listlessly. He finally spoke, looking up into my eyes, "Unlike you and Dor, Tai, I never had the courage to own up to the fact that I liked guys as much as females. But it has been a long time. Like riding a bike, you never forget."

I didn't comment, thinking his statement warranted further discussion later. I got up allowing Marcello to rub his arms and paws where I had pinned them down, then encouraged him to sit up on the bed as I stood. Dorien sat down next to Marcello running his paws over the leopard's tightly muscled body, keeping him excited and ready. I noticed that Dorien was staying well back, mostly allowing me to interact with Marcello. My lover was allowing Marcello to feel and touch his body and genitals as Marc liked but I noticed that Dorien wouldn't allow the larger morph to kiss or touch his face or neck intimately, no matter how hard Marcello tried to persuade him to.

I've noticed this before, from what I've heard it seems to be something of an instinctual mate-possession thing. It seems that Dor's ingrained bonding to me as his mate is so strong that he only allows me the privilege of kissing or touching his face and neck intimately in public or when mating is involved, resisting all other's advances. I didn't mind, allowing myself to run a paw over Dorien's neck as I passed him on my way to the head-board of the bed. I opened the drawer, withdrawing the sex toy that Dor and I had amused ourselves with the night before.

I turned back to see Marcello licking the side of Dorien's neck as he fondled Dorien's cock and balls with one hand. I took in Dor's body language quickly, he looked as though he were undergoing some unspeakable passive torture. His ears were flat against his head, pitched back as far as they could go. My lover's fists were balled at his sides, his tail was bristled slightly and his burgeoning erection was gone. Dor's face was turned away from Marcello's advances, jaw stiff and set, lips sealed impenetrably together.

He looked at me imploringly and I placed a paw on Dorien's arm drawing him away from Marc's amorous advances. I slipped between their two bodies, laying the vibrator on the bed incase I needed both paws free. Marcello was sliding into something of a sexual frenzy, I wasn't sure how he would react to the denial. As I did so I showed the toy to Marcello who promptly forgot about Dorien's frosty demeanor. He grinned at me and rolled over, showing me that he was more than willing.

I relaxed with a sigh, feeling Dorien grip my arm, pulling me close for a moment. My lover closed his eyes and exposed his face and neck to me. I was overwhelmed by emotion at seeing his gesture of love and trust. I licked Dorien's face, stroking the fur on his neck, before kissing him deeply, running my fingers down either side of his face and throat. He smiled at me, pushing me back toward Marcello and replacing the phallus in my paw.

I slapped Marcello hard on the rump to get his attention, making him jump and yelp, then brushed his tail aside. Straddling his knees, I squeezed Marc's rump cheeks gently, then worked the vibe slowly up his back-passage. Marcello squirmed, crying out against the invasive sensation. When I had the vibe as deep up his rear as he could stand I slowly twisted its base, activating the motor. I gradually increased the speed from a faint hum to a rumbling throb as I worked the smooth, bullet shaped sex-toy in and out of Marcello's rear.

After a few moments I wedged the vibe firmly into Marc's rump and pulled him to an elbows and knees position with his head down, forehead nearly brushing the bed cover. I straddled Marcello's knees once again, leaning back on my calves as I penetrated him with the throbbing probe. I let Marcello moan and jerk for what seemed an eternity, allowing his cries and whimpers reach a climactic peak before I shut the vibe off, drawing it out of his tail-ring in a smooth motion. I stroked myself a few times then sat forward on my knees keeping my hips level with Marc's rump.

I entered Marc in one gliding motion, hearing him gasp as he tensed around me. I slowly started to thrust in and out of him, feeling as he moved himself in time to my thrusts grinding his hips as our bodies met. I encouraged Marc to sit up a bit more so I could reach around and stroke his still diamond hard cock. I could hear Marcello hissing softly, moaning and whining as I jerked him off while fucking him from behind. His rump constricted around my shaft, and I could feel the muscles of his lower stomach start to twitch and shake.

Marcello bucked against me moaning a monotone string of guttural curses as I pounded him from behind, unrelentingly jerking his stiff cock. There was a steady trickle of semen leaking from the tip of his maleness as I stroked him faster and faster. I took a second to shift my gaze to Dorien who was still recovering from his upset with Marcello. I saw his grey eyes fixating on me, wide with lust as he watched me fuck and masturbate Marcello mercilessly.

I looked at his slender body, taking in his full tail, flat stomach, and firm chest. Watching as he gazed at me, slowly stroking his own hardening cock and fondling his full, scarlet furred balls. I gasped as fire erupted across my belly, jerking me from the appraisal of my lover. I felt a familiar heat spreading across my abdomen and thighs. I heard Marcello issue a long, high, almost pleading moan, before his cock spasmed in my grip. Jets of hot cum pumped across my paw and onto the bedclothes as I hauled Marcello further upright.

I felt my paw and wrist become covered in hot, slick fluid as Marcello's orgasm continued unabated. His seed was jetting all over, onto his chest, stomach, thighs, my paw and arm and the bedclothes underneath us. Marcello was nearly screaming with passion as his cock steadily emptied itself onto himself, me and the bedcover. As I felt my own passions rise to the breaking point I growled and bit the back of Marcello's neck, holding him frozen upright as I redoubled my efforts in fucking him. I felt Dorien's paws on my back as I hit my own climax, his sharp teeth enacting the same hold that I had on Marcello.

I moaned, gasping as I was assaulted on two fronts, nearly passing out as fire flared across my crotch, at the same time as thrilling tingles shot down my back and arms. I tensed, my cock throbbing painfully in Marcello's rump, as I filled Marc's back-side with my seed. I opened my mouth, screeching with ecstasy and felt Dorien's paw clamp across my muzzle, muffling my scream as I emptied my lungs as the same time as my erection. I felt Dor's teeth loosen from my neck as the waves of passion ebbed from my body. I was sore all over as I released Marcello's neck and still hard cock and pulled myself out of him with an audible squelch.

Marcello flopped forward onto his arms, heaving and panting heavily from our exertion. I got a vague idea of how powerful my own orgasm had been as I saw threads of semen leaking from Marcello's rump. I looked at the paw I had used to masturbate Marcello, seeing that it was covered in thick streams of cum up past my wrist. I collapsed back on the bed, exhausted from our sexual efforts. I let my head fall back into Dorien's lap, who was now seated behind Marcello and myself on the bed.

I closed my eyes feeling him rubbing my forehead and down the bridge of my nose. "That was really good Lover."

I opened my eyes, regarding my mate quizzically, "What do you mean, Love? You didn't get involved."

Dorien grinned, "Yeah, I kind of did. Just watching was enough, if you know what I mean." I saw the normally pink interior of his ears go full crimson, the furred persons equivalent of a blush.

I grinned, shifting, and for the first time feeling several warm wet spots on the back and side of my thigh. I brushed one of them with my fingers, holding them to my nose. I caught the familiar scent of my lovers musk on my finger tips.

I smiled as I licked the tips of my fingers, "Oh, getting to be quite the little voyeur are we?"

Dorien's ears reddened even more and his eyes twinkled guiltily. Suddenly he sat bolt upright, "Oh! The girls! We have to hurry or they'll be getting suspicious why we've been gone so long!"

All the sleepiness vanished from my body as I hauled myself up, grasping Marcello's wrist and pulling him with me. Dorien looked at me and Marcello. Then he regarded the bed-cover, sniffing it and finally ripping it from the bed and flinging it into the hamper, stuffing it down and closing the lid. He caught me looking at him, "It was covered with cum and musk, the smell would have been a dead give-away, we'll have to wash it later."

I nodded hauling Marcello into the bathroom, "Go unlock the door, quick, and get the clothes ready. Time for a marathon shower! Marcello?! What the hell are you doing?! Get up!!" Ever the stereotypical male, Marc was half asleep from his physical expenditure, slumped in my arms.

I half dragged Marcello to the shower, turning the water on as cold as I could before forcing his head beneath the icy torrent.

He came awake immediately, struggling in my arms, "Jeeez!!! Who the..?! What the fuck?! All right, all right, I'm up, I'm up!!"

He seemed to regain a little composure as I adjusted the water temperature to just above body heat and stepped in. I looked back at Marcello who hesitated at the threshold of the shower.

"What are you waiting for? Get in, we don't have that much time!"

His tail flicked nervously, "I, uh, well... I've never showered with another male before Tai. I...uh..."

I looked at Marc in disbelief, "Excuse me?! We just screwed each other like wild animals and NOW you get modest? Jeez, would you please get in here!"

Seizing Marc's arm I hauled him into the steaming shower with me, drawing him under the water and grabbing a bottle of liquid soap from the hanging rack on the shower wall.

Squirting some in my paws I approached Marc, "This is the fastest way, otherwise we'll be in here all damn day. Hold still."

He shrugged and stood partially spread-eagled allowing me to spread the lathered soap down his length, washing away the evidence of our passionate encounter.

When Marcello was clean I lobbed the bottle at him, "Get to work."

He looked at me quizzically, "Clean you? All over?"

I sighed, shaking my head, "No, I'm gonna go like this. God, Marc, catch up! Yes, just like I just did to you, now get moving!"

I stood facing the leopard morph with my arms and legs spread slightly for easier admittance to my less accessible regions. Leering like some drooling maniac Marcello lathering his paws and setting to his task, soaping my body from neck down front and back, then washing my hair.

I stepped back under the rushing water watching the soap rinse from my fur, seeing Marcello eyeing me from where he stood. From the slant of his hips and the motion of his tail I could almost hear his thoughts.

Without even making eye contact I admonished him, "No, Marcello. We don't have time to go again."

I saw his tail dip to the floor, as he looked crest-fallenly at me.

I softened when I met his eyes, "I'm not rejecting you, or saying that I wouldn't like to have sex again later. All I'm saying is that we don't have time right now." I paused, "Unless you'd like to explain to my sister and Jenna that we were late because you were busy fucking with your stepmother's, nephew's boy-friend?"

I saw Marcello wince then brighten, "You do have a point, yeah you're right, late ."

I nodded, laughing inwardly. I doubt Annie would have even cared, being Marcello and I aren't even remotely related (neither are he and Dorien for that matter, but why argue sex related semantics?). Truthfully I was tired from our encounter myself and didn't think that I could have put much effort into copulation at that exact moment had I wanted to.

Besides, if Dorien hadn't instigated our sex earlier and approved of my involvement with Marc, I never would have touched him to begin with. If my mate stopped approving of our extracurricular activities later, nothing more would happen between Marcello and us, case closed. In some ways I could be much more sexually dominant over my lover than I am, but if he's not into something, I stop or it doesn't happen to begin with. It's as simple as that between us and he knows it.

Marcello and my shower ended as swiftly as it had begun and we quickly stepped out onto the mat shaking ourselves off and toweling dry as quickly as we could. I felt my fur, it was still damp but I knew we didn't have time for a protracted session with the blow-drier, my fur would have to stay slightly damp for now. As I turned to exit the bath I felt Marcello's paw on my arm.

I turned to see him looking at me intently, gripping me hard by the forearm, I sighed, "Marcello, I told you we don't have time to..."

He cut me off with a wave of his paw, "That's not what I intended, I just wanted to say thank-you. For everything, especially making love to me just now. I know it sounds corny but I think I really needed it."

I bit my lip, rolling the term he had chosen over in my head. That's hardly how I would have described what had just happened between us, but if that's what he needed, I wouldn't take it away from him.

I nodded, smiling, seeing him smile timidly back, licking his lips. His ears were reddening slightly.

Marcello cleared his throat, "Uh, would it be too forward if I, uh, well, if I k...uh, no, that's OK, it was a stupid thought anyway."

He started to brush past me, but I put a restraining arm across his path, "What?" I asked looking into his eyes soberly, "Would it be too forward if you what? Kissed me? Would you like to? I don't mind."

Marcello looked uncomfortable under my gaze, I stepped toward him, placing my paw on his chest and whispering into his ear, "It's OK, I was nervous too, the first couple of times I kissed another male. It's natural, don't worry about it. It's something you get used to, just like kissing anyone for the first few times."

He nodded turning his face to where my head was. I leaned closer, just barely allowing my lips to brush his. I slowly moved closer, increasing the pressure till our muzzles were locked together as they had been in the pool.

I heard little sighs issuing from Marc's throat as I moved my muzzle against his. I opened my lips, letting my tongue probe against Marcello's gums and teeth as he widened his lips a little. I pressed my body against Marcello slightly, half grabbing his crotch, getting the desired effect as he loosened his teeth and let his mouth open slightly. I heard him gasp as my tongue invaded his mouth and throat. I coiled my tongue around Marc's, and let it snake across his fangs and the roof of his mouth.

I grinned slightly as I finally felt him respond, probing my mouth and lips with his own tongue, feeling his warm breath on my face as he breathed rapidly through his nose. I let the deep kiss go on for a few moments, savoring Marcello's eager exploration of my muzzle, then pulled back, nipping the edge of his lip with my fangs and smiling at him.

"There. Was that so hard?" I teased, seeing Marcello look flushed and winded from the long kiss.

Noting a hint of embarrassment on his face I gazed down on instinct, seeing a slight bulge distending the front of his towel.

I snickered, "Speaking of hard... Would you put that thing away? I thought I said later." I patted his excitement teasingly and strode out of the bathroom, hearing Marc sigh as he followed behind me.

As I entered, Dorien looked up from where he was getting dressed. "Finally. Jenna and your sister were getting impatient, I told them you were drying off. They're down-stairs waiting."

I ruffled my lover's hair as I sat down on the bed next to him. "Thanks love."

I shed my towel, proceeding to pull on some under-shorts and socks that Dorien had set out for Marcello and myself. I looked up seeing Marcello doing the same next to the dresser. I felt Dorien's feather light touch on my back-side as I bent over to adjust my socks. I sat back up, feeling his paw stay on my rear, rubbing it gently.

"Mmm. What, Babe?" I asked, feeling little tingles go up my sides as Dor massaged near the base of my tail.

"Nothing, just thinking what a nice ass you have."

I laughed softly, looking at Dorien, "I bet you say that to all the males."

His paw moved to my chest, "Mmm, but how many of those other males do I sleep with?"

I smiled, "Are you getting to some point or are you just making me horny as some sick hobby."

Dorien's paw traced over my stomach, going lower as we spoke, "Well, I didn't get to help you shower, and you and I didn't get to pay too much attention to one another earlier."

I saw what he was driving at, "It'd have to be clean and fast, love."

He nodded, "I'm game if you are."

I sighed thinking for a moment, then shrugged, "Is the door still locked?"

Dorien nodded.

I smiled, "All right, but don't say I never do anything for you." I rolled onto my paws and knees on the bed after pulling my under shorts down between my legs. I felt Dorien straddle my knees as he mounted me.

Marcello's voice issued from near the dresser, "Hypocrite."

Dorien turned to look at him, "Hey, he's my mate. I can do what I want to him, and he can let me if he wants to. Besides, you already had your fun with him., Get your own."

I could feel Dorien getting harder by the minute as his maleness prodded into my ass, slowly gliding up me until Dorien's balls were nearly brushing my own. I gasped at the full sensation I felt as his cock was up my ass as far as it could go. Dorien grunted as he stared to rock his hips against me, thrusting hard from the get-go. I looked over my shoulder seeing Marcello, still mostly naked, watching intently.

I thought for a moment, then called out, "If you still want to be involved, get over here on the bed."

I saw Marc's eyes widen as he nodded then moved to the bed sitting down beside me. I grabbed his arm, pulling him down and moving his head toward me. I motioned with my head, for him to slide down underneath my body, "Suck me."

Marcello looked at me, then Dorien, then shifted quickly between my arms, wriggling down till his face was level with my cock. I whined as I felt him throat my hard shaft. Dor cried out as I squeezed him hard inadvertently. I saw the front of Marcello's shorts directly in front of my face, they were bulging outward with his arousal. I pulled them down revealing his moist pink shaft. Marcello shuddered as I took his cock into my muzzle sucking him hard and fast. I could already feel Dorien on the verge of orgasm as he slammed me almost painfully from behind.

Marcello's mouth was ecstasy on my dick, I could feel all the contours of his tongue and throat as he sucked me fervently. As our 69 position continued I stroked Marc swiftly feeling his legs buck against the bed. In response he squeezed my balls softly, almost overstimulating me. He felt me shake and drew back, keeping me on the edge, not ready to get me off all the way yet.

Dorien yipped in alarm suddenly, clutching my hips hard and almost losing his rhythm. I heard his strained voice.

"Damn it, Marcello! Keep your cold nose the hell away from my balls!"

"Sorry." Came the muffled reply from between my thighs.

'Yeah, right, sorry he didn't let you get away with it.' I thought as I grinned around Marcello's maleness despite myself, getting a protracted moan from the spotted morph. Regaining his pace I heard Dorien grunting loudly, and I knew he must be close. I began to move my head faster, using my tongue more heavily on Marc, trying to sync our orgasms with Dorien's approaching release. I felt Marc's low growl rather than heard it and he too redoubled his efforts. My lover's thighs twitched against my rear, his hands grasping my hips tightly as he gasped my name. Dorien's fox length pulsed in me as his hot semen burned through my body. I gasped at the sensation, then felt my own orgasm peak.

I felt Marcello swallowing as I jetted my load down his throat. Still sucking Marcello I started growling, letting my throat vibrate around his erection. It did the trick, I heard Marcello whimper as his legs twitched and his cock exploded flooding my mouth and throat. I felt some of his pungent seed dribble out of the side of my muzzle despite the fact that I was swallowing as fast as I could. I caught the remainder of his cum on my fingers before it could mar his clean fur. I pulled back as Marc's cock ceased to twitch and licked my fingers clean.

Dorien let go of my hips, pulling himself out of me and grabbing my damp towel to clean up. I disentangled myself from Marcello, seeing him wipe his muzzle with the edge of his paw, favoring me with a smile. I grinned back as I moved to Dorien, he wiped my face and neck with the towel, then rubbed the fur around my crotch, cleaning me up before he readjusted my under shorts back on my hips.

I felt his paw grasp mine as Dorien nuzzled my neck gently, "Thanks Hon."

I nodded, "For you, anytime, you know that."

We continued to get dressed, Dorien hadn't done more than drop his jeans and hold the hem of his shirt in his teeth, but Marcello and I were still under pressure to get clothed. I threw on the green T-shirt I had picked out, drawing on a pair of black slacks and belting them at my waist. Marcello was struggling with a pair of navy blue jean shorts Dorien had placed out that were turning out to be a little snug around his hips and rump. He finally got the zipper up, snapping the tail closure shut. Marc tucked the sleeveless shirt I had loaned him in before cinching a belt around his waist.

I swiftly brushed my long hair, gritting my teeth as I snagged a few tangles that had formed after my shower. I tossed the brush to Marcello then proceeded to dig in a drawer for a hair band. Dorien helped me by handing me the one he had been wearing in his hair earlier. I secured my hair back in a ponytail as Dor and Marc were just finishing putting on shoes. I cursed looking around for my good pair of black loafers, then spotting them beneath my side of the bed. I struggled to get them on then, snatched up a pair of dark green tinted sunglasses from the desk.

I turned to appraise my two companions, Dorien dressed demurely in a plain burgundy shirt and dark black jeans, Marcello in three different shades of blue, his jean shorts, the sleeveless T-shirt and the open over shirt. Myself in the emerald tee and black slacks. I saw Dorien nod at me, Marcello was smiling tautly and I regarded him.

"I'm sorry Tai, it's just with your hair like that and with those sunglasses, you look like some sort of slick headed Mafia trouble-shooter."

I scowled catching the drift, looking in the mirror and seeing that Marc was right. I pulled the hair band out of my hair, letting it flow down my back and chest naturally.

"Better ?" I asked, seeing both Marc and Dorien nod. I picked up my phone, wallet and keys from where I had left them the night before and slipped them into my pockets and onto my belt. Dorien did the same and I looked at Marcello who looked around then snapped his fingers and jogged to the door, unlocking it and exiting. He returned scant moments later carrying his own keys and wallet.

"They were in the guest room on the table." He explained.

I nodded at Dorien who spoke, "Let's go, they're waiting for us."

I opened the door, and we went bounding down the stairs seeing Jenna and my sister seated on the living-room sofa waiting.

Annie looked up seeing us coming down the stairs, "About time, and males usually complain that we females take too long to get ready."

I nodded, "Sorry, I think maybe we need to have the pool guy re-adjust the chlorine levels in the water next week. The stuff just wasn't coming out of our, my, fur like it should."

I lied through my teeth to cover Dor, Marc and my little romantic escapade. I could sense that Annie wasn't completely buying it but couldn't hold us to anything just at the moment. I glanced over my shoulder, seeing Marcello standing against the banister looking neutral and relaxed. Dorien was at my side smiling warmly at Jen and Annie.

My sister sniffed at me suspiciously before nodding slowly, "Uh, huh. Well, shall we?"

I nodded sweeping Dorien along with me to the door. The brightening late morning sun was warm on my still drying fur. I looked around soaking up the autumn day, the bright blue sky, almost completely bare trees, the cool breeze. My hair spread out on the slight breeze, waving slowly in time with the gusts. I shook my head, allowing the wind to permeate my hair, drying it out. My head was probably the greenest thing around this time of year.

I looked at the wonderful, cloud streaked azure sky, thinking that it couldn't last long. If past years were any indicator, this near perfect day was just a teaser. We would probably be seeing rain then snow within the next two weeks. I looked at my lover, seeing him gazing wistfully up at the sky with me, realizing he was probably thinking the same thing. I wrapped my arm around Dorien hugging him close, as we looked at the muted, ruddy reds and yellows and oranges, the dusky colors of fall that surrounded us.

"The year's getting ready to wind down till spring. It doesn't look it but I imagine we should be seeing the first signs of winter anytime now."

I nodded at my lover's words. One of the first signs of winter in our household is Christmas vacation. At our school we get an unusually long respite to make room for the winter inter-term semester. Our vacation starts the Tuesday prior to Thanksgiving and lasts till January 26th, we get just over two months off if we don't have the winter classes. I walked with Dorien out onto the path connecting our porch and driveway.

"We can take my car, it's big enough for all of us. Two up front and three in the back." I stated.

"Annie you drive, Jen you take shot-gun. Marcello and Dorien in back with me. Perfect."

I tossed my keys to Annie who nodded, catching them one handed. We all walked to my car, my beloved older model BMW. I love my car, it's just the right size, shape and color to me.

I heard Marcello whistle, "Nice."

"Thanks."

"What is it, stick?"

I nodded, "Uh-huh."

"Five speed?"

"Rebuilt five, with the carb modified a bit for the wet and cold weather."

"Original paint and interior?"

"Interior yes, paint no."

Dorien was shaking his head at us as he got in, "Male-talk, sheesh."

I chuckled as I sat down on the leather interior of my cars wide back-seat. I took the center position, with Dorien on my right and Marcello on my left. Jenna was parking herself in the passenger seat while Annie adjusted the controls. The motor turned over smoothly as Annie cranked the key. I saw her grasp the gear-shift and pull it into reverse, as she did so there was a small grinding noise and I gritted my teeth.

"Oooh, you may want to have that looked at bro. What the heck have you been doing to wear on your gears like that?"

I pointed at Dorien as Annie looked at me over her shoulder, he batted at my paw looking embarrassed.

Annie smirked, "Giving lessons huh?"

I nodded, "Yeah, I've been meaning to let Robert take a look at the gears and brakes, but I haven't had time lately."

Annie let the car pull back out of the driveway slowly, then put it in first and accelerated in the direction of the freeway. The only decent mall in the area is a huge one about twenty minutes from our house. I noticed Marcello looking around the interior of my car, then remembered he had never been in it before.

Jenna was playing with the stereo in the front seat. "Nice deck. What do you have in the music department in here?"

I looked over her shoulder, "Check the glove box, there should be lots of tapes in there."

I heard Marcello's voice at my shoulder, "No CD player?"

I shook my head, "No, this car is an inviting target as is. That tape deck and stereo cost me an arm and an ear a few years back, I'm not just going to rip it out to get a CD player."

Jenna was clattering around in the glove box as we spoke, plowing through its contents and muttering the printed tape labels to herself, "Can't make that one out, Alanis Morissette, Osbourne, Elton, Blues Traveler, cool. Rolling Stones? You like those geezers? Geez, how old are you Tai? I thought you were only 22. Who the hell are the Dance Hall Crashers? Melissa Ethridge, figures. Tom Petty. Paula Cole. Ewww, Annie if I toss this out the window will you run it over? Can't read that, don't know who that is. Who or what is an Aquabat?"

I was about ready to hit Jen when she squealed suddenly, "The BossTones! Oh Wicked!"

I heard the tape being shoved into the deck and a blare of music hit me, "JENNA!!!" I shouted clamping my paws over my ears.

The volume went down almost immediately, "Sorry! Sorry. There's just so many buttons, I didn't know that one controlled the volume."

I settled back in the seat, my ears still ringing from the music. I saw Dorien's mouth moving and looked towards him, "What, Dorien?! Great, I think I'm deaf now! Thanks, Jen!"

I shook my head, my hearing coming back a little as I looked at Dorien once again. "Like I was saying, where do we want to stop? Near the mall or just choke and raid the food court?"

I shrugged, "I dunno, let's wait till we get there and see."

Dorien nodded at me, "OK, love."

I felt Dor recline against me as we sat, leaning his head on my shoulder and closing his eyes.

Dor sighed as I stroked his cheek, then rubbed the fur on his arms and paws gently. One of his paws caressed the fur on my neck as we sat together. He put the other paw on my chest and I purred softly so he could feel the vibrations running through my chest.

"We need to start our Christmas shopping soon, if we want to cover everyone this year." Dorien sounded sleepy in my arms.

"I know, we ran out of time last year, it'll be good to start early this year."

"Mmm."

I rubbed at his paws and arms soothingly, "It'll be all right this year, I'm sure Mom and Dad'll come through. They've never left us high and dry before."

Dorien sighed softly at me as I spoke, "You're right, I'm sure they've already got something planned as we speak."

Dor smiled, turning his face to mine, "Whatever it is I don't think they'll be able to top my early Christmas gift from you."

I chuckled to myself, "Probably not, no. Then again they don't even know about their competition yet, they left before I had even planned to do anything."

Annie smiled from the driver's seat, "Yeah, but you know Mom, she seems to have a sixth sense for this kind of stuff."

"Yeah, especially after you get done talking to her over the phone. Can I be safe in assuming you're going to tell her at your next earliest convenience?"

"Probably." Annie was straight faced now, "You do realize what they'll assume that you two are going to take the next step, right. They'll be disappointed if you don't."

I nodded, "Yeah, I know, but it's our choice. If both of us decide that that's what we want, we'll do it. But not any other way, no matter what the pressure. We've told them that from day one."

Jenna piped up from the front seat, I realized probably to relieve some of the tension from the discussion, "We're here."

"May as well check out the food court being we missed our chance at stopping on the way."

I commented seeing the huge mall sign looming at the front of the immense parking lot. Dorien nodded at me, and I saw Marcello looking out the window pensively.

"Penny for your thoughts." I prompted.

"Heh, you know me Tai. You'd get change back."

I saw that Marcello's smile didn't reach his sapphire eyes as he turned to gaze at me.

I persisted, "You're awful serious looking all of a sudden, what's up?"

Marcello frowned, "It's silly, but OK. With the marriage thing, think really carefully about it, don't let it ruin your lives. You know what I mean. Char and I seemed happy but eventually thinks broke apart. Just promise me that you'll think long and hard before you two take that step. What you've got works, don't push it. Promise me."

Dorien was at my elbow listening along with me, regarding the leopard with his warm grey eyes. Annie and Jenna were talking in the front seat, looking for parking places close to the front entrance to the stores. Marcello's expression was deadly serious, more serious than I can remember him ever being. I felt it was a big jump for him to say what he had said

I could tell it pained him, "I know. We will, I promise. I really do promise Marcello."

I grasped Marcello's yellow furred paw tightly in my own. I allowed my head to lean toward him, brushing my cheek against his, feeling him reciprocate the feline gesture. I turned to Dorien seeing him smiling at us. I've tried to explain some of the gestures that come naturally to me, but sometimes there are things that only those of your own species will be able to fully understand. He has actions and gestures that we share and I have actions and gestures that we share. We both understand that there are some that will be understood by both our species and some that are exclusive to one or the other.

Annie pulled my car into a space about 15 meters from the main entrance. As we got out I heard Marcello's voice, "No alarm system?"

I shrugged, "If they really want it do you think a little noise will stop them? That's what I have insurance for. Besides I'm not spending a couple grand for a little box that tells you to step away from the car over and over. If I'm going to spend that much money it would probably be cheaper to just rent a doberman to ride around in the backseat and watch my car while I'm shopping."

I saw small groups of people milling in and out of the doors, I had expected more people on a Friday, then I remembered that it was only around 11:45 in the morning. The mall itself had only opened around 9:30 as it was. With Dorien on my arm and surrounded by my friends and family I strode past the mall doors and into the main court of our cavernous mall. The soft murmur of people milling and talking reached my ears and the smell of all the unfamiliar morphs and humans drilled my nose.

"Where to? Food Court?"

I saw the round of nods and struck out to the large food court on the upper level of the mall. As we passed the various shops and boutiques I gazed around seeing the various morphs and humans all milling about at their own personal tasks. Most hardly looked up as we passed but I registered a few looks of disgust or scorn on both furred and non-furred faces. I saw other couples passing us and smiling.

Scanning in front of our group I located the escalator, and on instinct I looked just a little to the right by one of the ubiquitous mall maps. It didn't register right away, but I focused on the back of a white and black head, long hair pulled back into a loose ponytail. I shifted my gaze lower, seeing a large raven black tail with sizeable white stripes running down it's length, twitching around it's owners ankles.

I made Dorien start at my elbow, "Thomas."

Dor looked at me quizzically, "Hmm?, What did you say love?"

I pointed toward the map indicating the tall skunk to Dorien. My lover's ears perked forward, "Thomas."

"I just said that." I joked with my lover.

I saw Jenna still trundling along in front of us, without a clue as to the presence of her love interest. "Hey, Jen . Yo, Jenna!"

I saw her ears shift back toward me a split second before she turned to look at Dorien and myself. "What?"

I pointed, "Look."

Jenna scanned where my finger was pointing, "What exactly am I looking f... oh." She grinned, "Well, if it isn't my favorite mephit god in the flesh. What a pleasant surprise."

I saw Marcello and my sister looking questioningly at Dorien and myself. "Who's Thomas?"

I pointed once again, Thomas was more visible as we got closer. "Over there, the handsome black and white striped fellow over by the map."

"The skunk?" Marcello asked.

I rolled my eyes, "Gee, black and white. Stripes. Skunk. Yeah, I think two plus two does equal four today. I don't know what you're gonna do when your looks go Marc."

"Ha, ha."

We were approaching Thomas from behind, his head was still turned toward the map display. One of his black paws was roving down the surface, evidently looking for something specific in the mall.

Jenna strode up behind the oblivious skunk, tapping his arm brightly, "Lost?"

The effect was really rather quite spectacular, all the hair on the skunk's bushy, striped tail stood on end instantly as Thomas nearly jumped out of his fur, "SHIT!!! Who the fuck...?!! Jenna?!"

I saw amused surprise on Thomas' startled features, "You know, needless to say it's usually not a good idea to do that to someone like me. Regardless as to what people say tomato or orange juice really doesn't help if you know what I mean."

Jenna was grinning unabashedly at Thomas, who seemed startled but not entirely displeased to see us. Thomas, swiftly recovering, walked back to our little group that was standing back a ways. I had recognized what Jenna was planning to do and hung back a little. Better safe than sorry.

Thomas smiled, "Dorien. Tai. Uh..."

I jumped in, "Thomas, my sister Annie and Dorien's, uh, half...cousin? I guess, Marcello."

Annie shook hands with the tall skunk. "The family resemblance really shows."

Thomas smiled, looking back and forth between my sister and myself. Marcello grasped hands with Thomas, grinning.

"Our's doesn't I imagine." He indicated Dorien and himself, making Thomas laugh softly and eliciting a jab in the side from Dorien.

"Cousins by marriage or miracle I assume."

Marcello nodded, "The first one, my father is a leopard like me and Dorien's aunt is a fox like him."

Thomas looked approvingly at us, "Interspecies relationships are always good to foster, and obviously they do work."

I smiled inwardly, another point for Jenna.

I decided to up the ante, "Say, Thomas, we were just headed to the food court to get something to eat, care to join us?"

Thomas looked at me, "I wouldn't want to intrude, are you sure you wouldn't mind?"

I shook my head, "Of course not."

Thomas' eyes smiled as his lips quirked, "Actually the food court was what I was looking for on the map, this place is huge."

Dorien smiled, "Never been here before?"

Thomas shook his head, "Once or twice, but never long enough to get familiar with the place."

I smiled at the skunk, "That's right, you're new here, not like us veteran mall-rats."

Thomas nodded his raven and snow head, shrugging at me.

"Well, right this way, second floor, can't miss it."

I gestured to Thomas, still holding Dorien's paw in my grasp. Our group loaded itself onto the escalator, venturing up to the second floor and seeing the large fountain standing in the middle of the food court, ringed by tables which were in turn surrounded on three sides by the various restaurants and stands.

I looked around, "Do we want to sit and eat out here or pick one of the restaurants and sit inside?"

General consensus was for outside, underneath the open sky-light strewn area of the court. "All right, everyone choose your weapons."

We split up, Marcello headed to the pizza stand much to Dorien, Jenna and my disbelief. He looked at us with a quirk in his brow.

"Hey. I just work at an Italian restaurant. Who says I eat there?"

Annie and Jenna headed for a semi-crowded fast-food place in one of the corners of the court. Dorien and I found ourselves alone once again with Thomas. We ventured over to a Chinese food stand near the table we had been eyeing. The food area was a lot less than half full, we weren't really worried that someone would take the table out from under us while we got our food. I conferred with Dorien as we stood off to one side of the counter perusing the menu.

I noticed Thomas squinting at the menu which was suspended from the ceiling. It didn't look like he was making any progress so I spoke, "Need some help?"

I didn't mean to embarrass or tease, I just wanted to know.

"Oh, all right you've got me." Thomas looked embarrassed, reaching into his shirt pocket and drawing out a pair of slender, fashionable bi-focal spectacles. I noticed they were different than the glasses we had seen him wear the night before. Thomas perched the matte grey colored glasses on his muzzle, peering more comfortably at the menu.

Dorien looked at the skunk curiously, "Why didn't you just do that in the first place?"

Thomas looked chagrined, "Truthfully, and off the record, Jenna. Some females find it a little bit of a turn-off when they find out you have the vision of someone twice your age. I'm slightly astigmatic."

I grinned, "You look fine, Jenna may be a lot of things but she's not that shallow, not by a long shot."

Dorien looked at Thomas appraisingly, "Besides, I think those are handsome, I like the style. They make you look rather dashing."

"Really? Most people don't, and I hate contacts. I just try not to go anywhere I have to read things so close up."

I smiled at Thomas, "Don't sweat it, I think Jenna will like you with or without them. Personally I think I would prefer not to bump into walls and be able to see what I'm ordering."

"Yeah, I guess I am being silly." Thomas continued to scan the menu, smiling at Dorien and myself and leaving his glasses on after he was done rather than hiding them once again.

Dorien and I let Thomas go in front of us, then we stepped up to the counter to place our orders. We were greeted warmly by an elderly Asian woman who smiled at us as she took our orders. I had to disengage my paw from Dorien's in order to reach my wallet. I pulled the right amount of money and laid it on the counter next to my lover's right paw, the older woman looked at his paw and my own which rested further down the counter.

She grinned even wider, "Married? Engaged?"

I looked up at her smiling face, "Pardon?"

The woman pointed to our new rings, "Married, mmm, no. Engaged, yes?"

Dorien looked at the woman warily at first then relented, "Uh, yeah, we're engaged."

The older woman laughed softly, "Good, congratulations, yes. Very happy couple."

Dorien nodded smiling back at the woman, "Yes, Thank-You."

"Yes ." The old woman left into the back to relay our orders to the staff as Dorien and I rejoined Thomas over at the pick-up side of the counter.

We collected our food from a congenial black haired man, he drew a small red colored packet from an apron pocket putting it onto Dorien and my tray, "Grandmother sends with her regards for a long, happy marriage."

I smiled, "Oh, thank-you."

Recalling my etiquette quickly I added a small bow, seeing it met by the man who smiled again and ventured once again into the back. As we ventured back to our table Dorien was peering at the crimson colored packet curiously, I heard Thomas' voice.

"It's probably money or some other material thing."

Dorien looked at the skunk, "How's that?"

Thomas explained, "I've done some Sociology and Anthropology work. He mentioned marriage, the bag is that deep, vivid red. In many Asian cultures red is a lucky color, especially in marriage. Most Japanese or Chinese wedding ceremonies are done in red not black and white like they are here in the states. The money is an offering to bless your marriage with luck, prosperity and often children depending on what culture you look at. You're not familiar with any of this Tai?"

I glanced at the skunk, suddenly realizing what he was assuming, "Well some of it, my Father is an Anthropology professor. But if you're referring to my name, that's where I was born."

Thomas was looking at me oddly, "Where's that? Thailand?"

I shook my head, "Mmm-mmm. Wrong spelling. My name is spelled T-A-I, I was born during my mother's Tai-Chi classes. The instructor was the one who actually suggested Tai as my name, it kind of stuck."

Dorien was grinning at me, "I didn't even know that. Just right there in the middle of a martial arts class? Must've been quite a shock to everyone."

I nodded, "Yeah, me especially. My Mother didn't have time to do much more than sit down before there I was. A lot of your feline species give birth fairly rapidly, I think I was a record for any species."

Thomas was listening intently, "Fascinating. So neither of your parents are from Asia?"

I shook my head, "Nope, my mother's grand-parents were from Wales, I think, and my father is from Canada. My last name is Rousso. Nothing exotic."

Thomas laughed, "Same here, my last name is Greene."

"Oh, your name matches your eyes. Mine's Phillips." Dorien spoke up from next to me.

I opened the forgotten packet, there was a large bronze colored coin inside it. It had scrolling characters pressed into it's sides that I recognized as being Chinese. There was a panda on one side and a fearsome looking dragon coiling in and around itself on the other.

Dorien took it from me when I offered it to him, "It's beautiful, I assume that's Chinese. Too bad you're not from Asia, Love, you could translate."

Dorien offered the heavy coin to Thomas as we spoke, "I'm sure Dad could probably provide a straight-forward translation. He speaks a little Cantonese, Mandarin and some Japanese."

Dorien was looking at the coin as Thomas handed it back to him, "Oh yeah. I forgot Dad speaks so many languages, but that's his business."

Thomas' ears quirked at Dorien, "Dad? I was under the impression you two weren't married."

Dorien looked taken aback, unconsciously squeezing my paw, "We aren't, uh, long story!" My lover blurted.

The handsome skunk looked uncomfortable, "Oh, I didn't mean to intrude, I apologize."

Dorien looked sorry at being so curt with our new friend, "No, I'm sorry. It's just that it is a long story. But it does help some people understand my relationship with Tai a little better to hear it sometimes. I'll tell you a little of it if you really want to hear."

Thomas nodded his black and white head, listening raptly as Dorien explained about his past and our life together since. I watched as the skunk sat fixed listening to the highlights of my lover's life in the few minutes it took to relay them, shaking his head as Dorien finished.

"My God. I would have never thought by meeting you that all that happened to you less than nine years ago. A tribute to your love and commitment I should think."

I nodded, "Thank-you." I noticed my lover's gaze shift around behind us, allowing one of my ears to pivot back to where he was looking over his shoulder. I heard stifled conversation laced with laughter, I had noticed it before as Dorien and Thomas were talking but didn't pay them much mind. I shrugged looking up as Marcello returned with his tray. The laughter behind us peaked again and I caught some of the muffled conversation interspersed around giggles,

"God, look at the hair on that one."

"Yeah well monsters deserve freaky hair like that."

"Look, the two cats match, spots and everything."

"Ha, you know what they say if the socks match. Lousy tail humping freaks!"

"Heh, what about the scrawny red one with the glasses. Are those two actually holding hands? Ewww, what they let people get away with this country."

"Should just shoot 'em all."

"And a skunk, whew, must have to hold their noses when they go at it."

"Yeah, you'd know wouldn't you?"

"Shut up ass-hole, you and your brother'd know better than I would."

I glanced around out of the corner of my eye, seeing three shapes at a table several yards behind us.

I heard Thomas' whispering voice, "Damn, shit-brained school brats. Should be in classes at this time of day."

I scowled, "I agree Thomas, but I don't think those three are big on learning anything they don't want to."

Marcello was starting to get up again, "I'll tell the little shits to go fuck themselves."

I put a restraining paw on Marcello's arm, grimacing as another round of choked laughter erupted from the other table, "Don't make a scene."

"Let me."

Thomas stood before I could object, walking to the other table with Marcello close behind. I heard the whispers of alarm from the kids at the table. I swiveled in my seat to watch Thomas and Marcello and I saw that it looked like a couple of junior-high kids sitting there, one was human, another was a juvenile grey wolf and the third was some kind of rodent, I thought perhaps a rat or a hybrid mouse of some sort.

Thomas had stopped in front of the three's table, I saw the barely masked fear in the little bastards' eyes as he spoke, "Is there a problem gentlemen?"

The frost in his voice startled me, there was a lot of venom in his gaze as he looked over his glasses at the three. The ringleader, not surprisingly, the rodent spoke up, glaring at the tall skunk and enraged leopard with his ears pitched back and tail held defensively, low to the floor.

"No, I don't know what you're talking about."

Thomas rolled his green eyes contemptuously, "Don't they teach you little bastards anything these days? If you're going to be making fun of people and talking about them behind their back, at least choose a table out of earshot."

He pointed at the rodent addressing the other two, "You might want to find someone a little more skilled at lying next time you cut classes to come and harass people at the mall."

Marcello laid a hand on the table-top, "And make sure you don't fuck with people that could gut you cold where you sit."

As he spoke Marc's claws extended to their full length, a frightening two inches, gouging little slivers from the coated wood.

I stifled a smile as I saw the human swallow hard, I could smell his stark fear from where Dor and I still sat.

I whispered to Dorien, "I think the human one needs a change of shorts now."

Dorien snorted, smothering a giggle and drawing an indignant look from the beady eyed little rodent, "Screw all of you fucking faggots! You make me wanna puke."

My lover's ears pitched back in shock and he put his paw to his open muzzle in disgust at the young rodents language in public. I smiled though, despite the comment the little rodent's composure was deteriorating quickly under the blazing cobalt gaze of the full grown leopard and the unsettlingly neutral faced skunk.

Thomas absently scratched at the fur on his muzzle, "You through? Good."

His full tail suddenly darted around his legs menacingly, flashing it's wide double stripe of white. I saw Dorien's eyes go wide as he caught the threatening gesture.

Thomas' ears were back against his head as he continued, "I have a question for you three. Didn't your mothers' ever warn you what happens when you fuck around and piss off a skunk?" I noticed a faint acrid odor in the air, suddenly hoping Thomas was just bluffing.

The wolf morph was shaking a little in his seat, "You wouldn't! Not here!"

From his reaction I wondered idly if he hadn't found himself on the business side of a mephit in the past.

Thomas' jade green eyes were icy as they regarded the adolescent wolf, "You little shits started it., Just try me and I'll end things with all of you retching your guts out on the floor. The three of you have ten seconds to be out the main doors and if any of you so much as open your mouths until you're out of eyesight all the perfume in France won't help you. If you want to know what it feels like to be stared at and made fun of I can oblige, just go ahead and say something. You little back-biters have ten seconds to get out! Starting now; Ten, nine, eight..."

I watched as Tom settled a paw on his belt buckle in blatant challenge to the three hellions, his tail was still weaving ominously around his calves. The terror was apparent in the human and wolf's eyes as they bolted from their seats, followed a few seconds later by the rodent who stood his ground a little longer. They didn't look back at all as they disappeared down the escalator. Thomas stopped counting at four, seeing the brats vanish, then turned grinning at Dorien and myself.

Marcello was patting the skunk on the shoulder, "Wicked. Truly wicked bro."

Thomas saw the expression on my lover and my faces, "I wasn't really going to spray them, I was just bluffing. I knew they'd break and run."

I laughed, "I'm glad. Just that little bit you did was enough for me."

Thomas chuckled, "It usually is, I've only ever nailed someone in earnest once when I was younger. I hated it, it ruined my clothes and the smell didn't fade for weeks. Even just using my scent glands for that little display makes me nervous. Sometimes the smell gets into your fur and clothes, these are my favorite jeans."

I grasped the skunk's arm, "Still it is appreciated, I would rather you did something non-lethal as opposed to Marcello ventilating their fur for them."

That's one thing I wasn't kidding about, I've seen Marcello get into a few knock- down, drag-out fights before and he generally wins by sheer jungle-cat ferocity.

Marcello looked sheepish, "I wasn't gonna hurt 'em, just scare 'em a little. No real challenge in shredding three little ankle-nippers like them. Probably couldn't have fought back worth a damn if they tried."

I grinned, "Glad you considered all the angles before showing off like you did."

Thomas and Marcello sat once again as my sister and Jenna returned.

"What was that about?" Jenna was looking at us questioningly.

Dorien and Thomas suddenly found interesting objects on their trays, keeping their eyes glued downward, Marcello's eyes darted upward toward the frosted skylights, leaving Jenna and Annie looking at me.

I chuckled lightly, trying to get my sister and Jen to smile back with little success, "Oh, nothing big. Some kids at the next table were sharing their views on same sex relationships in an inappropriate manner. Thomas and Marcello persuaded them that in the future they should be more cautious at how they present their thoughts to those they're referring to."

Annie quirked an ear at me, "They were being bigoted little assholes so you scared them shit-less and chased them away?"

I shrugged, flashing my sister a cool smile as I tapped the tabletop brightly with a claw tip, "Yeah, sure, OK."

Annie was shaking her head, "Smooth little brother, real smooth. Next time you want to scare someone why don't you just pull a gun on them? At least that doesn't leave a smell and claw marks in the tabletop. You guys are the types that'd use TNT to open a mayonnaise jar. Males. Sheesh! "

I didn't even bother to remind the two of them that Dorien and myself had been the one's to advocate not making a scene, this despite the fact that the brunt of the scorn had been directed at us. Dorien looked at me lifting his shoulders slightly. I nodded at the masked gesture, taking hold of his paw once again and sighing. I scooted closer to my lover on the table bench, allowing our hips to press together.

I gazed up seeing that Jenna had seated herself down next to Thomas and they were engaged in a subdued conversation. Jenna broke off long enough to look up at Dorien and myself favoring us with a smile before she laid her paw over Thomas' and resumed talking. I shifted my gaze to Marcello and my sister who were still quibbling over the finer points of males and females and why each had superior reasoning skills over the other.

I wasn't really listening to the others as I sat with Dorien. Just feeling content to be with my mate and while the time with him. I wasn't in any hurry to finish with the meal or get to shopping and rushing around. Dorien put his head on my shoulder and I heard our new rings clink as they moved around one another. Dor's tail wrapped around my hips as we sat and I curled my spotted appendage lightly around his calf.

My lover's voice breathed in my ear mimicking my thoughts yet again, "No rush. I just want to sit with you and enjoy our time out before the season hits."

I chuckled as I kissed his cheek lightly,

"Yeah Love, tomorrow's another day..."

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