Love Has no Class
WARNING: This fic contains romantic, consensual and non-
consensual act acts between a male adolescent fur/anthro,
and male adult fur/anthro (in other words it's a gay fur
fic), I repeat: it DOES contain sexual acts of the queer
persuasion ^_^, so nyeh :P, if you have a problem with that,
bite me, and don't read this fic, duh! Anyway, if you like
that, then here ya go, a nice lil' love story type thing
^_^. This story is technically on earth, but with a few,
hmm, like, historical changes I guess you could say ^_^.
You'll see what I mean. I don't care how old you are, but I
take no responibility for what happens to you, :P. (Hell,
I'm only 15 ^_^.)
Love has no Class
By Yoshirou Nakamura
A young fox boy kneels in a line, in a room made of
stone, with other various others, raccoons, lemurs, jackals,
even lizards, all slaves, like him. His hands and feet are
chained, and he is muzzled, and naked, like a quadruped. His
name is Yoshirou, he is a 15 year old red fox boy, and he
was stolen from his home and sold into slavery. He sat
there, on his knees, not making a sound, awaiting his buyer,
dreading that it would be a horrible one; dreading a hurtful
master. His knees began to hurt, he had been sitting on the
hard stone floor for half an hour, but he knew if he stood
up, he'd be punished. As the pain was just beginning to get
to him, the door to the room opened, the slave trader, Wen
Ho and a young jaguar enter. Yoshirou looked at the jaguar,
even though he knew if their eyes met, he'd be punished. The
jaguar was naturally bigger than Yoshirou, and he wore
elegant clothing, not like the kind of his region, they
looked of his own design, obviously a rich man. He felt like
a kit standing in front of a pagoda. The jaguar turned to
him and he quickly looked back down, not wanting to feel the
whip. Wen Ho stood next to the large cat, looking at the
fox, as the jaguar was, "Ah, yes, maestro Cordiale, this boy
is a fine one, just purchased him recently," maestro
Cordiale, as he was called, looked over the fox boy. Wen Ho
continued to speak of him, "I picked him up from another
trader, who hailed from the 'Land of the Rising Sun', I
believe it was called."
Cordiale looked over all the other slaves, but kept and
eye on the boy. "How old is he?" Yoshirou flinched a little,
as he knew they were talking about him. but maestro
Cordiale's voice was. warm, not like most of the other
masters he'd seen. Wen Ho lit up a bit, he had a feeling
that he would make a sale today, "The boy? Ah, yes, he is 15
years of age, still a boy in many aspects." The maestro
nodded, and turned his attention back to the fox, "Stand up
boy, let me see you in full," Yoshirou did as he was told
and stood up, letting the jaguar inspect him, "I'll take
him." Wen Ho smiled brightly and nodded, then he motioned
for the guards to take Yoshirou, "Give him a bath, and a
tunic, then re-shackle him and turn him over to maestro
Cordiale." The guards nodded and did as instructed.
Yoshirou stepped into the mansion with his new master,
walking carefully to avoid tripping from his shackles.
Maestro Cordiale hadn't spoken a word to him in the
carriage, which was expected, but as they entered the
mansion he spoke. "This is you're new home, boy, you will
work here, but you will not work alone, I have a maid to
help as well, I will give you some hard work. If you get
exhausted, tell me, I will not over work you," Yoshirou was
surprised by the compassion of his master, he was not at all
what he expected. "The trader told me that you are called
Yoshirou, and that you are still a boy of 15, correct?"
Yoshirou looked to the ground and nodded. Cordiale placed a
hand on Yoshirou's shoulder, and smiled. He began removing
his shackles, and muzzle. "There, now you can move about
freely, at least, in the house I mean." The fox smiled a bit
and nodded. "Hmm, well at least you understand our language,
but can you speak it?" Again the fox nodded, and made a sign
with his hand to say "a little". Cordiale smiled, and
nodded, then he took Yoshirou by the hand and led him up the
large flight of stairs. They entered the master bedroom, it
was beautiful, fine silks and linens, a larger bed, it was
true, the maestro was a rich man. "This is my room Yoshirou,
you will come in here every morning and wake me at the hour
of eight, then you will go down stairs and help Iliana, my
maid, with breakfast, understand?" The boy nodded, although
it was an order, it wasn't in a harsh tone, it seemed
Yoshirou's new master was indeed, a nice one.
Yoshirou was shown to his room, it was nice for a
slaves quarters, a comfy looking bed, a dresser with a
washing bowl on it, a mirror, a table for water beside the
bed. Yoshirou noticed that his master had been holding his
hand the entire time he was showing him the house, he wasn't
sure why he had, but he liked it. "We will go and buy you
some clothes tomorrow, after breakfast, alright boy?"
Yoshirou nodded and said, "Yas sur," The jaguar laughed a
little and patted him on the shoulder, then he walked out,
leaving the boy to get used to his room. He walked around
the slightly small room, inspecting everything; he liked the
window that looked out to the large garden, it had bars, but
it was still nice, as was the garden, still dimly lit by the
setting sun. His bed was one of the new spring mattresses,
he had heard they were a little more comfortable than the
futons of home, but that was something he wasn't sure of
yet. He decided to go to bed, it had been a while since his
last good sleep. He removed his tunic, folding it and
setting it on his table, and pulled back the comforter,
slipping under it, laying his head on the strange shaped
pillow, he snuggled down into the mattress a bit, making the
springs creak. He was just about to drift completely off to
sleep when he heard the iron knob of his door start to turn.
He opened his eyes to see who it was, there was a dim light
in the room, since he had turned down the lantern, but he
could still see that it was maestro Cordiale, checking on
him. He smiled as his master left, as quietly as he had came
in.
Yoshirou awoke to a female raccoon's face, "Young one,
young one, it is time to get up, you must go and wake the
maestro." Yoshirou blinked a few times, the light coming in
from his window. He nodded and motioned for Iliana to turn
around, she looked puzzled for a moment, but then she
noticed his tunic and turned around. After putting on his
tunic, Yoshirou rushed to the main hall, where the stairs
were, he noticed the large clock on one of the walls, but he
couldn't read these people's numbers. He guessed they were
in the same order as the ones that he knew. He figured that
it was going on eight o'clock. He ran up the stairs to his
master's room, opening the door silently, not wanting to
wake him with a start. Walking to the side of the bed, he
shook the maestro gently. "Mastaa, ap, yo geht ap." The
jaguar opened his eyes slowly, smiling as he recognized the
face of the fox boy, "Good morning Yoshirou," He bowed and
smiled at his master, "Thank you for waking me, but, is this
too early for you to be up?" Yoshirou shook his head and got
the clothes Iliana had laid out for him, and handed them to
the bigger male. "Oh, thank you, I would have gotten them
myself, but none the less, thank you. Now, please go and
help Iliana with breakfast" The fox nodded and smiled,
bowing as he left the room.
After breakfast, maestro Cordiale took Yoshirou to the
shopping district of the town. He saw many shops selling
familiar things, but mostly he saw strange and unknown
things. The boy tugged on his leash, which was required for
him to wear in public, when they walked by a clothing store,
the sign above it read, "Treasures of the East", Yoshirou
saw clothes from his home inside the window, and smiled
brightly. The maestro led Yoshirou inside, letting him look
around, making sure his leash had enough slack. A short
female squirrel walked out from a back room, "Welcome sir,
to my shop of fine and exotic clothes, is there anything I
can help you find?" The jaguar nodded and pointed to
Yoshirou, "I wish to see some clothing from his homeland,
'The land of the Rising Sun', do you have some?" The woman
smiled and walked to the window of the store, and took
something off the shelf under it. She unfolded what looked
like a pair of pants, but much wider. Yoshirou beamed and
said "Hakama." The woman smiled at the slave boy and then at
maestro Cordiale, "Hakama? I see, so that's what that is
called. He will need a shirt as well, won't he?" The
squirrel nodded and went back to the shelf with two items,
something that looked like a jacket, and some sandals. Again
Yoshirou spoke, and placed his hand on the objects as he
did. "Zori, to keikogi." He said zori as he placed his hand
on the sandals, and keikogi as he touched the shirt.
"Yoshirou, go try these on in the back." His master
instructed, taking off his leash, and pointing to the back.
He nodded and the woman led him to the dressing room. He
walked out, dressed in his homeland's clothing, the blue of
the hakama and keikogi making his orange fur seem brighter,
the fox cocked his head a bit and looked at the woman,
"Boushi?" She pondered his question for a moment and then
she had the "Aha!" look on her face, and went back into the
back room, she came back with a round pointed hat of straw
and handed it to him. He tied the cloth under his chin and
then presented himself to his master, "Hmm, cute." Yoshirou
blushed slightly, under his fur, and suppressed a small
giggle. "Is that all you want from here, boy?" The maestro
asked, and Yoshirou nodded. The squirrel woman looked that
the tags that were still on the boy's clothes, "That will
be. Hmm, let's see, about seven hundred gold coins, sir." He
produced the coins, paying the now happy squirrel. He put
Yoshirou's leash back on and led him out of the store, the
boy smiled brightly as he walked around with his master, in
his new, familiar clothes.
After their day of shopping, Yoshirou was quite happy,
and he had gotten to know his master a little better, he
learned some of his likes and dislikes, and that he knew a
scam when he heard, or saw one. Yoshirou walked to his room;
his hands carrying the bags of clothing that maestro
Cordiale had bought him. He got 7 pairs of briefs, 5 pants,
2 short-pants, and some shirts, as well as some shoes that
fit the region's style. Yoshirou put his clothes in his
dresser, and his shoes and zori outside his door, then he
joined his master for dinner. Yoshirou sat next to his
master at the table, smiling as they ate the steak that
Iliana had prepared for them, the boy thought it was a
little strange to be stabbing his food with a fork, but it
didn't bother him much. "So, Yoshirou, did you have fun
shopping with me today?" Cordiale asked as he took a bite of
his steak. The fox nodded, smiling at him, and pointed to
the clothes he was wearing, they were the ones from his
country. Maestro Cordiale smiled at the boy and continued
eating, Iliana had just joined them at the table, she
decided to just have a salad for the evening. "Iliana, it is
your day off tomorrow, isn't it?" Iliana nodded, as she had
her mouth full, "Well then, would you like me to arrange for
my carriage driver to give you a ride into town for the
day?" Iliana smiled "Oh yes sir, that would be most kind of
you!" The maestro smiled and finished his steak, then he
left to go and inform his driver. Iliana looked at Yoshirou
and smiled, "You're lucky boy, I think he has a thing for
you," she chuckled a little after she said it, and the fox
boy just cocked his head and looked at her funny. He had no
idea what that meant.
The next day, after Iliana had left, the master
informed Yoshirou that they would be having a guest that
evening, an old friend of Cordiale's, a wolf by the name of
Reinard, he was 20, two years older than maestro Cordiale
was. The boy nodded as his master told him this and that he
would have to follow his commands as well. After lunch is
when the wolf, Reinard, arrived, he was a foot taller than
the jaguar, and about two feet taller than Yoshirou, and
with a much bigger build than the boy. Yoshirou greeted and
welcomed him at the door, bowing to show his respect.
Reinard smiled and winked at the boy as he walked. "Reinard!
My old friend, how have you been?" Maestro Cordiale greeted
his friend with a hug as he entered. "Jag! It's been ages! I
am well, and your self?" They hugged each other heartily,
patting each other on the back, "I've been well, and I have
the boy to keep me company now." Jag smiled at Yoshirou and
then continued talking with Reinard; they spoke of where
each other had been, what that had seen, and such. 'So that
is my master's name.Jag Cordiale." Yoshirou thought to
himself. Reinard and Jag talked over coffee out in the
garden, while Yoshirou prepared sandwiches for them. "That's
a fine boy you've got there Jag, how much did you pay for
him?" Reinard grinned as he looked through the window into
the kitchen, watching the boy. "Yes, he is a fine one isn't
he. Let's see, he was about 1,700 gold, I was expecting a
much higher price, because he is from such a far off place,
and a little younger than most of the other slaves that were
there." The wolf continued to watch the fox, "How old is
he?" Yoshirou walked out with the sandwiches on a tray, and
some extra coffee. "He's 15, still a little young, but old
enough to get work done, he seems happy here, even though
he's only been here two days now." The fox set the tray down
and bowed to his master and his guest, Reinard patted him on
the head and smiled, "Does he speak much of our language?"
Jag shook his head, "Only a little, he knows enough to tell
me if he needs something, or for me to tell him to do
something." Reinard smiled and nodded, then they began to
eat the sandwiches. When the sun began to set Jag and
Reinard played a game of cards while Yoshirou did his
housework, and some of Iliana's. He cleaned the dishes,
swept the floors, and made sure the plants in the garden
were watered and pruned properly. After all his work was
done, Yoshirou took a bath and went to his room to sleep,
before he went into his room, he stopped to say good night
to his master and Reinard, then we went off to bed. He
removed his clothes, and put them on the floor at the end of
his bed, then he nestled under his comforter and rested in
the dim light, waiting for sleep to take him over. Yawning,
Jag turned to his friend, "I believe that he had the right
idea, perhaps we should go to bed," Reinard nodded and put
the cards they were using back in his bag, "Come with me,
I'll show you where the guest room is." Jag led Reinard to a
room a few doors down from his, he made sure he had all he
needed, and made sure he was comfortable. "Good night my
friend." Jag smiled as he left the room, "Good night Jag."
Cordiale shut the door as he walked out.
Yoshirou was just about to drift fully off to sleep
when he heard his door creak open, though the light was dim,
and the moon was shinning in through his window, it was
still hard to see the figure. He could make out that it was
a larger male, by the smell and by the faint out line of the
person. He figured it was just his master, so he put his
head back down on his pillow and closed his eyes, he heard
the door shut and figured his master had left. Then there
came a low growl from the dark corner of the room, by his
door, and a faint, but deep whisper, "Yes, a fine boy
indeed," Yoshirou's eyes sprang open, the person in the room
was not his master. The male moved closer to the boy,
removing his clothes and fondling his sheath, moving closer
to the boy's bed, he threw back the comforter and moved atop
the fox, as he and the large male came face to face,
Yoshirou recognized the face of Reinard. "You're going to be
mine tonight boy, I like you, I like you a lot." Yoshirou
didn't understand the words, but he did understand what he
meant to do, so he whimpered and squirmed under Reinard, but
he had him pinned, by his arms and midsection. The fox
became very nervous and started squirming harder, trying to
break the wolf's grasp, but it was pointless, Reinard had
him at his mercy. Reinard's cock was at full attention now,
and he rubbed it against the boy's stomach, "Oh, yes, you're
mine tonight," Yoshirou's eyes had tears in them, knowing
and fearing what Reinard would do. Before he really realized
it, he bit Reinard, hard, very hard, on his muzzle, drawing
a little blood. "You little bitch!" Reinard yelled at
Yoshirou and back-handed him across the eye, the boy yelped
and his tears started to flow, he knew now there would be no
escaping this wolf's lust. As Reinard went lower along the
boy's body, getting his cock closer to his tail hole,
Yoshirou thought of one last thing, he could yell for help,
even though the house was made of a thick wood, he still had
hope that his master would hear him. Reinard teased the
fox's tail hole with the tip of his cock, pressing against
it but not entering, "No! Mastaa! Mastaa! No! Stap, no!
Mastaa!" Yoshirou cried out through his tears, but he felt
his heart sink as Reinard again brought his hand hard across
his face, and he heard no footsteps from the stairs. surely
now, Reinard would take him, and there was nothing he could
do. The wolf held the head of his cock at the boy's tight
pucker, beginning to push in, stretching his anal muscles,
the boy's tears running and matting his fur, Reinard taking
him, forcing him to be his female. Just as Yoshirou was
about to give up hope and let his body go limp so Reinard
could have him, his door burst open and there was the sound
of a sword being drawn, and suddenly, Reinard stopped, just
as his cock head was in Yoshirou. "I suggest that you get
the fuck away from him, or, friend or no friend, I will
strike you with this sword." It was Jag, Yoshirou's real
master, he had heard his cries, and would save him from
Reinard, "Come now Jag, why don't we share the boy, give him
to me tonight and you have him in the morning. After all,
he's only your slave." The jaguar growled and brought the
blade close to his "friend" glaring at him with hatred in
his eyes. "If you do not get off him, now, I will use this
sword Reinard, and you will never speak of him that way
again! Leave now Reinard!" The wolf realized that Jag was
serious, and removed himself from the boy. Jag followed
Reinard to the door, his sword a foot from his back,
Reinard, still naked, opened the door and Jag gave him a
foot to the back, sending him face first into the dirt, then
he threw his clothes and boots to him. "If I ever catch you
near that boy, or this house again, the consequences shall
be dire Reinard. Do you understand? We are no longer
friends!" Reinard growled and stood up, putting his clothes
on, and began walking back to town.
Jag returned to Yoshirou's room to find him sitting in
the corner, his knees drawn up to his chest, rocking back
and forth, sobbing loudly. His master moved slowly towards
him, not wanting to startle him, then the boy looked up to
see his master, he stood up and rushed to him, throwing his
arms around him and sobbing into his chest fur. The jaguar
picked the boy up, holding him close, one hand stroking the
back of his head, sitting on Yoshirou's bed. "Shh, Yoshirou,
he is gone now, and he won't be back, I promise. I'll
protect you Yoshirou." Yoshirou continued to cry, but
squeezed his master a little tighter. Soon, Yoshirou cried
himself to sleep, still in his master's arms, Jag wiped away
the fox's tears and leaned back against the wall his bed was
against, letting him sleep, and soon drifting off to sleep
himself.
The sun rose, and birds could be heard singing in the
garden, Yoshirou awoke to find himself still in the jaguar's
arms, though the events of last night were still very fresh
in his mind, he felt better as his master held him. He
brought his hand up to his eye and touched it softly and
winced. Reinard had hit him hard, twice, and left a larger
bruise on the boy's eye. as well as his heart. He carefully
left Jag's arms and walked to the kitchen, Iliana was
preparing breakfast, but stopped when she saw Yoshirou, and
the bruise on his eye. She gasped "Oh! My dear boy, what has
happened to you? I will get you a cold steak to put over
that immediately!" Iliana rushed to the freezer, it was a
modern one, it used electricity, but the master liked the
simpler things and didn't have many things like that in his
house, but he liked fresh meats, so that was an exception.
Iliana returned and placed the steak carefully over the eye
of the fox; he thanked her by nodding his head and weakly
smiling. Iliana went into Yoshirou's room to get him some
clothes, and found maestro Cordiale still asleep on the
boy's bed, she grabbed the fox's clothes and rushed back to
the kitchen. After he had gotten dressed, Iliana looked at
him with concern, "Did maestro Cordiale do this to you?"
Yoshirou quickly shook his head no, "Was it his wolf friend.
Reinard?" Yoshirou lowered his head, a small tear running
down his cheek, and he nodded. "I'm sorry boy, I won't say
another word of it. Will you go and wake the master?" He
nodded and left the kitchen, returning to his room, he would
have woken his master, but he was already awake. He stood up
and put his arms around Yoshirou, carefully removing the
steak over his eye, seeing just how bad Reinard had bruised
him. He closed his eyes and sighed heavily, "Damn you
Reinard! Yoshirou, I'm sorry, I saw the way he looked at
you, and the toned he used when he talked about you, I
should have watched him closer." He took hold of Yoshirou's
paw but let go as he winced and yipped a little, Reinard had
also bruised his wrists, where he held him down, and forced
him to.
For the rest of the day, Jag let Yoshirou to rest,
checking in on him every now and then. The boy was mostly
laying in his bed, or in the garden, reading a book that his
master had bought him, in Yoshirou's language of course, or
practicing his master's language, so he could communicate
with him more. During the afternoon, Jag came and sat with
Yoshirou out in the garden, Yoshirou was sitting at the edge
of the small pool maestro Cordiale had, just staring into
the water. Jag put his paw on the fox's shoulder, and
Yoshirou smiled a little and hugged the jaguar, tears,
again, welling up in his eyes, "Tenk yo mastaa." Jag patted
Yoshirou's back and let the boy hug him, crying into his
chest fur as he did during the night.
A month wen by since Reinard had left, but Yoshirou was
still haunted by it in his dreams. Jag wanted to make the
boy feel better, so he brought him into town again and let
him pick out a fine gentlemen's suit, Yoshirou didn't know
why his master would by him this, but he would find out
soon. When they returned, Iliana was setting up a larger
table with fruit punch and some snacks. Yoshirou looked at
his master, puzzled. "We're having a party tonight, Yoshi, I
hope you don't mind me calling you that now." Yoshirou
smiled and nodded, giggling slightly at his new nick name,
"That's why I bought you that suit, I don't want you to just
sit in your room the whole time, I want you there with me."
The boy's eyes light up and he hugged Jag, bowing and saying
"Tenk yo!" Jag smiled and hugged the fox in return, "Now go
put your suit on, the guests will be here shortly." Yoshirou
nodded and went to his room to change.
The guests all arrived relatively at the same time,
greeting maestro Cordiale and each other as they walked in.
Yoshirou stood close to his master, but also behind him, shy
from seeing all the guests that had arrived. Jag turned and
whispered to the fox, he had to lean down a bit because he
was a foot shorter "Don't worry Yoshi, we're all here to
have fun, right now, you're not my slave boy, you're just
Yoshirou, OK?" Yoshirou smiled and nodded, and waved, a
little shyly, to some of the guests. They smiled and waved
back to him, and came over to speak to maestro Cordiale, the
first to come over was a tall badger, "This looks like a
great party, a great way to celebrate the end of spring, and
the beginning of summer!" He shook the master's hand and
introduced himself; his name was Jonathan, another strange
name to Yoshirou. Jag rang a hand bell and called everyone
to attention, "Everyone, as you can see, I have a fine band
of musicians here, they will supply us with the music for
our dance, now everyone, please chose a dancing partner."
Everyone coupled up, and prepared for the dance. Yoshirou
hopped that his master would ask him to dance, but he new he
couldn't, the others would say things to him, and most of
those things would not be good. Instead, Iliana and Yoshirou
danced together, she noticed that Yoshirou kept glancing at
the master, she leaned in so she could talk to him without
the others hearing. "Don't worry young one. He does carry
love for you, but he's not sure you're ready, or even if he
is, he tell me these things you know." The boy nodded and
continued dancing, he mostly understood what she said, so he
was a little relieved, but still, he couldn't help but look
at his master. How handsome he looked in his suit, how the
black accented his fur, and how his smile seemed to light up
the room. He was certain now, he had fallen in love with his
master, but as Iliana had said, he wasn't sure if he was
ready to tell him. As they danced, he kept thinking back to
the night when Reinard had tried to rape him, how his master
had saved him, and held him so lovingly when his tears were
flowing like rivers. Still, he wasn't sure if he was ready,
to tell the master, of his love.
The party lasted for hours; people ate, drank, played
games like charades, and socialized, speaking of how the
party was going, and of each other. In total, the party had
lasted about eight hours, from 4p.m to midnight and
Yoshirou, Iliana, and Jag were quite tired. Though he
couldn't speak very well, Yoshirou talked to some very nice
people, at least three of which suspected affection between
him and his master. They smiled at him and patted him on the
back telling him thing like: "if what we suspect is true,
you're a very lucky boy Yoshirou." He blushed a lot that
night, hopping his master hadn't heard anything yet. After
getting everything cleaned up and put away, they all went to
bed, well, except for Yoshirou, who decided to go out in the
garden to sit at the pool, he thought about his master the
whole day, he wanted to tell him, but things stood in his
way. He thought about what people would think of Jag, what
they might say. How could he even tell his master? He
couldn't even fully speak his language. His mind was full of
a thousand thoughts, to quiet them he went to bed and tried
to sleep, which didn't take long to come.
"Yoshirou, Yoshirou." He heard someone whispering his
name. He opened his eyes to see the face of a handsome
jaguar looking back at him. "Good morning my love, did you
sleep well?" Yoshirou nodded, confused, but happy as it
clicked, 'He called me his love.' he said to himself, in his
mind. His master moved to lie atop him, kissing and nuzzling
him, pleasuring every inch of his body, making the boy moan
and squirm with ecstasy. The fox could feel his master's
hard cock pressed against him, it filled him with an
electricity of excitement, his master lifted the boys leg,
exposing his tail hole, and pushing his cock in, slowly...
Then suddenly, it was night again, and the man on top of him
was not his master. it was Reinard, and his legs weren't
being lifted and held gently by his master. He was pinned
down and forced to take Reinard's large cock, all the way
in, until he was screaming. "NO!" Yoshirou sprang up in his
bed, panting heavily, his fur tear stained. he had been
crying in his sleep. Reinard still haunted his mind, even in
dreams of his master. There came a knocking from his door,
and a muffled voiced called to him from the other side,
"Yoshirou? Is everything alright?" It was Iliana. Yoshirou
waited a few seconds before responding, to make sure his
voice didn't sound like he had been crying, "Yas, A em O.K."
Iliana had concern in her voice, "Are you sure?" Yoshirou
walked to the door, fixing his face fur, and stood behind it
as he opened it, "Yas, em OK." Iliana nodded and walked back
into the kitchen, preparing breakfast as usual. The fox got
dressed and went out into the main hall, glancing at the
clock again, he had gotten good at reading these people's
numbers, and he could easily tell it was 7:40 AM. Which
meant he had some time before he had to wake his master. He
went up to the bathroom to take a shower. He removed all his
clothing, and made sure the water had just the right amount
of heat to it, then he stepped in, lathering up his fur,
making him look more like an Arctic fox instead of a red
one. As the water splashed down on him, his thoughts were
filled with the image of his master again, exciting and
arousing him, making his fox cock come out of it's sheath.
Slowly, he began stroking himself, fantasizing about his
master, about the handsome jaguar who had saved him from
"the Big Bad Wolf", he stroked harder and faster, bucking
into his paw, imagining his master and himself, laying in
his bed, basking in an after glow. Yoshirou gasped as his
climax hit, spurting his seed onto the shower curtain, his
knees became week and he sat down in the shower, the water
still splashing against him. Panting heavily, he finished
cleaning himself and stepped out of the shower, and drying
off, realizing he spent more time in the shower than he
should have. Hurriedly he dressed himself and went into
Jag's room, "Mastaa, wake ap, sari em late." Yoshirou still
needed to work on some words, but Jag got the message and
woke up, smiling at the fox boy. "Don't worry Yoshi, not a
problem." He smiled at the fox, who gave him his clothes and
left so he could get dressed. Jag noticed that the boy
seemed a little shyer than usual, he figured he'd ask Iliana
later.
At breakfast, Iliana had prepared a batch of delicious
pancakes and bacon, she hummed a merry tune to herself as
she worked through the kitchen, serving the master and
Yoshirou their breakfast, then sitting down to have hers.
Yoshirou ate his quickly, then asked if he could go sit in
the garden, "Of course you can, silly fox." Was Jag's reply,
he smiled and chuckled lightly as the fox left the table.
When Yoshirou closed the garden door, Jag turned to Iliana;
"Do you know why he's acting so much shyer this morning,
Iliana?" She smiled at him and gave him a strange look.
"Sorry, sir, I can not say, maybe he's still shy from the
party last night." Jag thought about it for a second. "Hmm,
maybe that's it, hmm, well, if he's still like this by
lunch, I'll ask him about." Iliana nodded and continued
eating.
Yoshirou sat at the edge of the pool again, just
staring at the bottom, through the water, for a moment, he
imagined his master looking into the water next to him.
"Hey, are you OK?" The boy jumped as he realized the
reflection was real, but then he smiled and looked at the
jaguar "Yas, em OK." Jag sat down next to him, throwing a
pebble into the pool, "What's in this pool that has you so
focused?" Yoshirou looked back to the pool, "Noteng, jas
tenkin." Jag looked at him curiously, "About what? If I may
ask." The boy shrugged and continued to look into the pool;
looking at his master's reflection. "OK, well, I'll leave to
your thinking then, but come in soon, Iliana is making
cookies." Jag smiled and scritched one of Yoshirou's ears,
making it twitch, and making him smile, "OK, mastaa." After
a few more minutes, he got up from the pool and walked into
the kitchen, just as Iliana pulled the cookies out of the
oven. Yoshirou sniffed the sweet smelling air and swished
his tail happily. "Yum, ets good." Yoshirou said to Iliana
as he sniffed above the cookies, "They'll be cooled in a
while, why don't you go read your book for a while?" The boy
nodded and went to go get his book, then he walked to the
den, where he found his master reading a book of his own.
"Hey foxy." He said with a smile as Yoshirou entered the
room. Yoshirou giggled and bowed to him, sitting down next
to him, reading his book. Yoshirou had been reading his book
for quite a while when his master spoke, "The cookies are
probably done now, would you like one?" Yoshirou nodded, and
followed Jag as he walked to the kitchen. Iliana handed each
a cookie, still a little warm, and chewy, which made them
taste great, they thanked her and walked back to the den.
They sat back down on the couch, but this time, Yoshirou sat
a little closer to his master, looking up at him with a shy
look in his eyes, "You OK, Yoshi?" He nodded and looked
away, "Jas tenkin."
That evening, Yoshirou tried to sleep but he couldn't,
he couldn't stop thinking of his master, but he wasn't sure
if he was ready to tell him. After an hour of thinking, he
decided to go up to Jag's room, shaking as he walks up the
stairs to his door. As he got to the door, he kept thinking
about the night with Reinard, how his master saved him, and
held him after words. He knew he had to tell him of his love
soon, so he walked into his master's room, quietly, and
walked right up to the side of the bed. Yoshirou carefully
climbed onto the side and up to he master, softly kissing
his cheek, "A-A-A rav yo, masataa," he whispered into his
ear. Jag's ear twitched, but he didn't wake, the fox was
half glad about that, he left the room, and returned to his,
yelling at himself in his mind for not telling him while he
was awake.
When morning came, Yoshirou woke early, going out to
his usual place in the garden, he thought about going into
his master's room last night, how he said that he loved him.
But he couldn't do it while he was awake. but today he
would, he would confess his love to his master. He walked up
to his master's room and walked in, it was still an hour
before he had to wake him, but that wasn't important right
now. Gently he shook him, "Mastaa, mastaa, A need to tak to
yo." Jag stirred and opened his eyes, his voice a little
croaky, "Isn't it a bit early, Yoshi?" The boy nodded, "Em
sari mastaa, bat. A need to tall you samting." Jag looked at
the fox curiously, a little concerned. The image of his
master holding him kept replaying in his mind, he thought
for sure that that was a sign of his masters love for him,
so he took a breath and said, "Mastaa... A..... A rav yo."
Yoshirou looked down, not sure what to expect, even with the
image in his mind. "Oh, Yoshi. I love you too, I have since
the day I saw you," Yoshirou's eyes lit up and he smiled at
his master, climbing on the bed and hugging him. Jag put his
arms around the boy, and kissed him, long and lovingly,
holding him tight and rubbing his back. They stayed like
that for at least and hour, nestled in each others arms,
until Iliana called up to the master's room. "Sir, Yoshirou
isn't in his room, or the garden, do you know where he went
off to?" Jag smiled and the fox boy atop him, Yoshirou had
fallen asleep, a single tear of happiness under his eye.
"Yes, Iliana, he's up here with me." He obviously couldn't
see her, but he could tell by her voice that she was
smiling, "Ah, OK sir, good then."
The day went by fast, Yoshirou and his master spent the
entire day together, whether it was sitting in the garden,
or going to town to buy dinner, Yoshirou has happy to be
with his master, his love. After dinner, Yoshirou went to go
sit in the garden, to watch the sun set, he was joined
shortly by his master, they sat close together, Jag had his
arm around the boy, and nuzzled him affectionately, which
made Yoshirou giggle. They sat there, snuggling close as the
sun set, kissing each other every now and then. After then
sun set, they went to bed, but in their own beds; Yoshirou
felt like he would be to intrusive if he slept in his
master's bed so soon.
"Yoshirou, Yoshirou." Someone was whispering his name.
He opened his eyes to see a handsome jaguar looking back at
him. his master, his love. Yoshirou knew it was the dream
again, but he couldn't get himself to wake up, "Wake up my
love." Yoshirou looked at the jaguar and smiled, 'I know how
this dream goes, but.' The jaguar positioned himself atop
the fox boy, smiling and kissing him, moving slowly down his
body, his hard cock pressed against him. "Are you ready for
this Yoshi? I won't mate you if you don't want me to."
Yoshirou's eyes widened. this wasn't a dream, it was really
happening, his heart pounded faster as he began to fully
wake up. He looked at his master, who was smiling a warm and
loving smile, and kissed the boy softly. The fox replayed
his master's sentence in his mind 'mate you' is the line
that came in the loudest. He smiled, and nodded to his
master, who then smiled and gently lifted Yoshirou's legs,
exposing his tail hole. The boy's body seemed to vibrate
with anticipation as his master slowly pushed his cock
against his anal ring, a little pre lubing the way. He
pushed into Yoshirou's tight hole, slowly going in, all the
way to the hilt, stopping to let the fox boy get used to
him, softly stroking his cheek, and sheath. He felt pain,
but at the same time, an almost overwhelming wave of
pleasure from his master, he moaned softly, as it all took
place. He liked having the bigger male atop him. he liked
having his master atop him. Slowly Jag began to pump, in and
out of Yoshirou, who moaned and murred softly, his own cock
coming fully out of its sheath, dripping pre onto his
stomach. His master gripped his fox cock, stroking him at a
moderate pace, still pumping in and out of him, making every
inch of his body tingle. "ohhhh, ohhhh, mastaa.." Yoshirou
moaned in pure ecstasy as his master mated him. Soon, Jag
began thrusting faster and harder, stroking the fox at the
same speed, soon he would cum, sending the boy over the
edge. His thrusting and stroking became harder and faster,
making Yoshirou moan and pant, as his two most sensitive
points being pleasured beyond what he could imagine. With
one final, hard, and deep thrust and a loud murr-growl, his
master came inside him, spraying his hot jaguar seed deep
within him, making the boy moan loud and long, his own
climax immense, the most pleasurable one of his life.
Spurting his seed onto his stomach and chest, completely
emptying his balls. Yoshirou still softly moaned and panted
as his orgasm subsided, and his master pulled out of him,
laying next him, also panting. Holding him the boy tight and
lovingly, Jag kissed him, passionately, long, lovingly, both
he and Yoshirou murred deep as they held it for what seemed
like ages, basking in the after glow. Yoshirou lay nestled
in his master's arms, slowly drifting off to sleep, the
pleasure taking all his energy, and for the first time, he
said the words clearly. "I love you master.Jag." Jag smiled
and held the boy even close still, "And I love you Yoshi."
They would soon drift off to the sleep that would be the
best of their lives so far, close together in a loving
embrace. Yoshirou loved this feeling, the feeling of love,
the feeling of his master's. no, his love's, his mate's arms
around him. They slept together, dreaming of each other, and
of the love they had found in each other.
The End.. Perhaps..
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This fic started on 7-9-02, and was finished on 9-9-02
(September the 7th, to September the 9th, I write my dates
day/month/year ^_^). Other Stuff: Jag "Nariko" Cordiale is ¸
(copyright) his player, and Yoshirou "Yoshi" Nakamura is ¸
his player, i.e. me! ^_^ . All other characters I just came
up with off the top of my head, so umm, yeah, and stuff
^_^;;.