# Love Has no Class

Author: Yoshirou Nakamura
Tags: Fox, Jaguar, M/M, Romance

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  
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(copyright) his player, and Yoshirou "Yoshi" Nakamura is ¸  
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