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Those fit you pretty nicely now, don't they?" Shen looked rather pleased with his choice in attire for Bolt, standing back and taking in the full sight of the dressed dog. Bolt just blushed hotly, trying vainly to hide his face from Shen but just making the whole ensemble he was wearing look that much cuter. His outfit, a white shirt with a blue wolf embroidered on the back, along with a pair of white cargo shorts, clashed quite a bit with his midnight black fur but complimented in an odd way as well. The lion standing beside him had picked it out, and all but made Bolt try it on right that second. The pair were out clothes shopping, as after their romp the previous night, they both discovered just how few clothes Shen had left that could fit the canine. The canine wasn't sure of what to do in that regard, his previous poverty showing rather obviously. Shen hadn't helped either, instead wanting Bolt to do it himself so that the canine could gain not only some independence, but a bit of a spine too. A sexual slave the canine still was, in a sense, but since Shen was now finally, begrudgingly, admitting that the German Shepherd was more... Bolt needed to be able to handle himself in public.

"Well, what do you think Bolt?"

"I... I don't know." Bolt's voice audibly shook, his nervousness and shyness returning with a vengeance. This didn't surprise Shen too much; he had only had Bolt for five days after all, and the fact that the pup had improved as much as he had in that time was astounding. Shen still knew he had work to do, and that was what he was going to do.

"Yeah you do, just look in the mirror." Shen sauntered over close to Bolt, turning the canine back to face the full-length mirror to his right. He then held Bolt there for a moment, paws resting on the shy canine's shoulders. "Now, what do you think?"

"I like it..."

"Good, now, you pick one out that you like, alright?"

"Y-Yes Shen," Bolt managed to stutter out, barely able to do much more than that as his cheeks turned a very bright shade of red and he just shuffled back to the changing room to remove his current outfit. The lion could do little more than chuckle to himself as he saw that, stopping Bolt before he even got three steps away and plaving a gentle paw on the shy beast's shoulder.

"This is for you; I need to be able to take you out in public without you wearing hand-me-downs or looking like I dressed you. So... If it helps, look at this as an order. I want a minimum of five outfits picked out today, as well as two suits for you." Shen hated himself for having to say that, but knew that with Bolt's current mindset he needed to be firm. The process worked too, as Bolt just gave a nod of agreement and set off to find himself some clothing. "And don't look at the price tags, just look at what you like."

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In the end, Shen and Bolt had needed to make three trips back to the car with all of the bags that Bolt got. Three solid weeks of clothes, some naughty stuff for the bedroom picked out by Shen himself, and a few other things that Bolt would need in order to fit in. Some cleaning and pruning items were also gotten for the canine, but it was minimal as most of the shampoos and whatnot needed couldn't be bought in a mall. Shen was proud of Bolt for really going to town on his choices, even if a couple of them had seemed somewhat forced. It was at least progress in the lion's eyes, and that was better than nothing as he hefted the last of the bags into the back of the large SUV he and Bolt had taken to come to the mall. "Are you happy with what you got Bolt?"

"Yes, thank you..." Bolt murmured, still somewhat in shock by just how much money had been spent on him. He had indeed taken Shen's advice and not looked at the price tags as he was picking out his attire, but that had not stopped him from peeking at one of the receipts. Over $1000 spent on him, in just one store... It was absurd for the German Shepherd, and more than anyone had ever done for him in his entire life. "I am sorry to be such a burden..."

"Burden?" The lion turned around as he lowered the door of the big truck, looking at Bolt with an arched eyebrow and a bit of a worried expression. "What makes you think that?"

"You've spent so much on me already... I feel li-"

"Bolt, when it comes to all of this... You shouldn't feel anything more than gratitude. You shouldn't think anything more than how you can repay me. You shouldn't be anything more than who and what you are in that moment." Shen paused, shutting the door fully and staying there for a moment as he looked over at the drooping canine. Bolt refused to look up from the ground, his ears pinned back and his tail wedged completely between his legs in pitiful submission. This made the feline across from him frown deeper, his own ears pinning back lightly in a bit of disappointment. "And when it's not about any of that, you just be yourself. Figure out who that is of course, and then go be yourself."

"Yes sir... Shen..." Bolt uttered quietly, looking up just barely at Shen. Shen smiled and swiveled his ears back around before giving Bolt an approving nod. He then turned to go around to the driver's side of the truck. Bolt followed suit, going to the passenger side and opening the door gingerly; he wasn't quite used to cars yet. Shen was already in the car, looking at Bolt through the wide opening of the door with his golden eyes seemingly studying the canine. The German Shepherd looked back at the lion with those baby blues, also looking to study him for a moment before averting his gaze back to the ground and climbing into the truck with nary a word. Shen just sighed to himself quietly and started the vehicle once Bolt was inside, the loud roar of the powerful engine coming to life coming through the door before Bolt shut it. The click of a seatbelt, the soft chunk of the truck being put into gear, and the light rev of the engine as it engaged and began backing the truck out of its parking space were the only sounds in the cabin as Bolt and Shen sat there.

It stayed that quiet too, the car's noises and the faint drone of the radio in the background the only sounds being made for the entire trip out of the parking garage. Shen did once or twice look over at Bolt, and caught the canine doing the same to him a few times too. The silence between the two was awkward and thick, but neither one wanted to break it for fear of saying something that would upset the other. Thoughts of how to comfort Bolt reeled through Shen's mind, and ones of appeasing his makeshift savior coursed through Bolt's. It was a stalemate, with neither one wanting to give ground and hurt the other inadvertently. The lion nearly thought this was sad, but didn't have time to finish that thought, as he had forgotten to take his anti-allergy medication earlier that morning. "AAACHOOO!"

"Bless you sir.."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome... And thank you too. For the clothes, the room, the attention, the money..." Bolt trailed off, small tears forming in his eyes as he hung his head and stared at the floor of the car. Shen paused, looking over at Bolt for just a moment and instantly feeling his heart drop. His paw slid over towards the canine's, taking it and gripping it tightly for a long moment.

"You're welcome."

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The rest of the ride back had been quiet, as had meal after they had gotten back, and even the bathing after that. Shen made no effort to talk to Bolt, and Bolt just shuffled along in silent submission as though he had not even experienced the past five days. This worried Shen, but he decided to keep his distance and just let Bolt come to him with his concerns. The lion didn't want to have to wait forever, but he was willing to give it at least a day or so; any longer and he ran the risk of having Bolt be awkward for the party he was attending in two days. Bolt was going to be attending as Shen's personal guest, which meant that Bolt needed to learn how to behave and get his mind back on track in the next forty-eight hours. That was no small task, and Shen decided to try a different approach to getting Bolt alright again; he held the canine whenever he could, hoping touch would bring more calming effects than words could.

The whole thing seemed to work, as Bolt was less downtrodden when he went off to his room for the night, but he still had not spoken to Shen since being in the car. There was a whole day to go though, so Shen just took that into account as he retired to his study to do a few things before heading off to bed himself. Bills needed paying, a few clients needed things taken care of, and his own personal finances needed to be run over thanks to the sheer amount of money he had spent that day. Granted, he was not the least worried about the dollar amount, more that everything would balance out at the end of the month. The lion was a financial advisor in a sense after all, and if anyone ever came asking about his monetary situation, he always wanted to be prepared.

Shen sat down at his desk, sighing heavily as the plush chair embraced him and cradled his frame rather gently. He then leaned forward and cracked his knuckles, stretching for a moment like only felines can before looking at the stacks of papers on his cluttered desk. "Now, where to begin..."

"Here...?" A light voice said, making Shen jump slightly and immediately look towards the door. In the frame stood Bolt, clad in little more than a tight blue thong and a very shy smile. It was evident that he had to truly try to stay there, his cheeks a shade of red that made blood look pale and his tail lashing around with fear, but he was there. This made Shen smile broadly and lean back in his chair to get a good view of the scantily-clad canine. The German Shepherd was nude, cleaned, and unbandaged for the first time since he had arrived at the house. It made Shen slightly worried that Bolt wasn't wearing his dressings for his wounds, but those could wait. "Sir...?"

"Why don't I start there... Come on over so I can start on you." Shen said, remaining seated as he loosened his tie and started to unbutton his shirt. The canine came over to him, trying and failing miserably to walk sexily as he did so. The result was more of a cute, stumbling strut that made Bolt that much more endearing to the undressing lion he was approaching. Shen chuckled to himself at the adorable sight, patting the top of his desk as Bolt got close to it. The German Shepherd got right onto the top of the desk, sliding himself into a sitting position with his legs straddling over the lion's strong thighs. Shen rubbed over Bolt's calves as soon as he was in position, teasing the canine's legs for a long moment and just feeling up the thick fur which covered them so densely. This made a few light whimpers come from Bolt, as he was clearly pleased by the handling and attention.

"H-How can I help you, Shen?"

"That's the first time you've called me that without being reminded..." Shen smiled broadly, the first truly genuine smile on his face in longer than he could remember as he leaned up and wrapped his arms around Bolt's neck. He then pulled the canine close, pushing his nose against Bolt's and leaving it there for a moment so there was not a thing separating their muzzles. The feline didn't lean in for a kiss, but instead just sat there with his nose pushed lightly on Bolt's to feel the canine's warm breath and to remain as close as he could. "I want to cement my claim on you."

"Alright..." Bolt said, timidly sliding himself off the desk and onto the floor in front of Shen. The canine then turned around and raised his tail, leaning down onto the desk with a slight whimper from the feeling of the cold, hard wood hitting his tender chest. Shen noticed this and frowned, taking Bolt by the paw and pulling him back from the desk for a moment.

"Use this to lay on, it should help to keep you from battering your chest too much." The lion handed the canine his coat and shirt, now only clad in his dress pants and a crimson tie. Bolt smiled faintly at the offering, gently placing the articles of clothing down on the desk in front of him before returning to his position down on the desk. No whimper came out this time, so the clothes had apparently helped at far as Shen was concerned. Bolt was still in a bit of pain, but it was far less with the mild cushioning of the thin suit jacket and dress shirt helping to keep him off the wood. "Do you want this Bolt?"

"I... Yes Shen," The canine murmured, barely audible and his voice wavering heavily. Part of Shen wasn't sure if that was the truth, but... What reason would Bolt have to like to him on this? Several truthfully, but why would he go with any of them? Doubt stuck in the lion's mind though, and as he very tentatively pulled down the canine's thong to reveal a tight, ready pucker eager for the welling member in his pants, he started to have second thoughts. Bolt could sense this though, as he was looking over his shoulder as best he could and felt the hesitation in Shen's paws on his sensitive, still-raw rear. "I do want this," he said, as firmly and confidently as he could muster. The lion's paws stopped shaking the instant he heart that; Bolt actually did want this, and meant it.

"Well alright then..." Those panties all the way down, resting on Bolt's lean thighs, Shen reached to undo his pants and get the lube from his desk drawer at the same time. Neither task was easy as he chose a horrid time to multitask, but he managed alright as one paw fumbled with the button on his pants and the other juggled the slick container of lubricant before it landed with an unceremonious thud on the desk. The lion growled lightly with frustration, but before he could even truly let his annoyance take root, Bolt's paws sprang into action. He grabbed the lube, popped it open, and began to smear it liberally onto his tight ass for Shen, leaving the lion to rumble with approval at the sight as well as use both his paws to truly get after opening up his pants and depositing them around his ankles. That took but a moment, and then it was just a matter of tugging down his straining jockstrap to reveal his large, semi-stiff length. A strong scent of musk came along with it, filling the air immediately with the stink of arousal. Both Bolt and Shen murred to themselves at that overbearing aroma, their minds easing into what was about to happen as Shen took the look from Bolt and began to liberally apply it to his own length as well.

"Be gentle..." Bolt quietly asked, his ears pinning back slightly as he remembered just what was on that lion and how much he was about to be impaled. Shen smirked to himself, pushing his length between Bolt's cheeks and slowly leaning down over the canine. He inched closer and closer to Bolt's head with his own, his member pushing against the German Shepherd's hole in spite of not even being fully out of its sheath yet. A low, lustful whimper rolled out of Bolt and up into Shen's ears, enticing the feline down lower still until his puffs of heated breath bounced off Bolt's neck and back up into his face. He stayed there for a moment, his arms supporting him above the canine and his still-swelling length pushing rather aggressively on that hole as it threatened to make entry.

"I will... You ready Bolt?"

"Yes Shen..." And with that, Bolt grabbed the front of the desk to hang on as Shen stood back up and clamped his paws rather roughly onto Bolt's hips. Clutching the bony pelvis beneath the fur, Shen slowly slid his length into Bolt. He was still not fully unsheathed, but feeling that tight hole wrap and compress itself around his swollen, pulsing length was enough to get him there before he had even gone in a full two centimeters. The canine below squirmed and whimpered aloud, being stretched out like he hadn't been in his entire life with each centimeter that Shen eased himself in. The lion stopped after a solid couple inches or so, holding and letting Bolt adjust while he leaned down and began to nibble and lick at the canine's sensitive ears. Whines and whimpers of aroused lust came as a result of that teasing, and after a minute or so of working Bolt up into a frenzy, Shen left the poor dog be and began sliding himself in more.

This process continued a few more times, as Shen was nearly ten inches from tip to base, and needed some time to fully get himself inside of Bolt. Once hilted inside the canine, Shen began to slowly back out, pulling himself back out at a steady, easy pace to let Bolt truly adjust to what was going to be his reality for the next several minutes. The canine was all but crying at this point, both in the pain of being nearly torn in two and the fact that his cock was begging to release from how stiff it was thanks to Shen's teasings. His eyes were screwed shut and his lip bleeding from how hard he was biting it, and yet not a sole whimper of pain come from; nothing but sounds of pleasure left that canine. Shen was a touch confused by this, as he could see those thin tears coming out of Bolt's eyes, but then again Shen had never once been topped, so he had no idea what it could mean. He was too lost in the moment to care either way as well, his breathing heavy and hard as he was reaching his peak arousal already.

Faintly panting and beginning to sweat already, which only heightened his musky scent and further drove him to want Bolt, the lion tightened his grip on the canine's thighs and began to pound in and out of the hole which his length reside in. Not aggressively or fast, but at a consistent, slow speed for the time being. He was barely even rocking Bolt around at that point, more just acting as a diesel engine to get himself warmed up, as well as to get Bolt more prepared. The canine whined and moaned loudly, his grip on the desk tightening to the point of his claws scratching the wood at the height of every thrust. Neither noticed this, both just off in their own minds and lost in their lustful thoughts. Bolt panted softly as he arched back against Shen, pre leaking from his exposed cock as he tried in vain to get some release. The lion couldn't see this, but he could feel it as he noticed a bit more resistance when pushing himself back into Bolt. He reached a paw around to Bolt's cock, taking it into his large mitt and beginning to rapidly beat if off while his other paw clung that much tighter to the canine's pelvis, nearly having to hang on for dear life as it was all that kept Shen and Bolt together at the base of the lion's thrusts.

Bolt didn't last much longer after Shen began to paw for him. Less than a minute later, a loud howl came from the canine as his whole frame arched back against Shen. A second or so after that, and the front as well as underside of Shen's desk was coated in strands of German Shepherd cum. Shen noticed this, keeping up the jerking motion until he could feel that Bolt had finished cumming before placing his paw back on the canine's hip and really starting to get aggressive with his humping. The feeling of Bolt going off in his paw, thanks to nothing more than his actions and teasings... It fueled his fire like few other things could. So with his fire stoked and his ego boosted, Shen went to town on Bolt, his aggression heightening with each push as he began to pant harder and move quicker, as well as grip that canine tighter. The was still semi-aware that he had to be careful with the fragile beast below him, but that thought was quickly losing traction in his mind. He was far more concerned with the pulsing length of meat connecting him and Bolt, and how close it was to doing its one intended purpose.

Meanwhile, Bolt was panting hard, wincing in pain, and clinging to the desk for dear life as Shen inched closer and closer to orgasm. The feline was really into the act at this point, grunting and moaning loudly as he pumped erratically in and out of Bolt's battered ass. The canine took it with both pride and pleasure though, masking the pain with arousal as he was still far too filled with lust to even think of the pain clearly; he knew it was there, but formulating a plan to stop it was far beyond his mental capabilities. Shen didn't even see this though, and as pre began to leak from his length and into Bolt's innards, the lion wouldn't have cared even if he had. He was so very close to release into Bolt, so close to sealing the deal and finalizing his 'purchase'... And yet, this was more than a purchase. It was way more; no other thing in the world could have given Shen this much enjoyment, pain, arousal, sorrow, lust, and helplessness all at once. It was a truly confusing thing for the lion, and as he continued to pound in and out of Bolt, his balls throbbing and his cock pulsating, he figured it all out somehow with the last vestiges of brain power left in his addled mind.

And then he came with a window-shaking roar.

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"Now, this is going to go unpredictably. You just follow my lead and stick with me, and everything will be fine. Most of the furs in here have pets like you, but none... Well, none are treated as well as you. So, bear that in mind, and remember that they all will know who you are. I won't let them talk down to you because of that though, and you shouldn't either... I know this is going to be hard for you, but you need to do this. This is part of the deal in being with me, so you have to accept it, alright?" Shen gave his little speech in the car, the vehicle slowly pulling up the long driveway to Bruno's mansion. It was the bear's turn to host the weekend party, and as such the bear's party was going to be the public debut of Bolt to Shen's many high-society 'friends'.

"I understand... Just... Please don't leave me alone Shen." The canine's voice wavered, fear clearly gripping him as he sat beside the well-dressed lion. Shen simply took Bolt's paw and squeezed it tightly, feeling the tension in Bolt diminish just from that squeeze.

"You know I won't, so long as you don't leave me alone. It will be fine; you'll probably like Bruno after all... Just don't get him started on the old days or we'll be there till three in the morning." Shen chuckled softly, both in memory of making that mistake once and in an attempt to further calm down Bolt. It worked, as a small smile cracked the worried expression on the canine's face. "There we go... Now, we're here. Do as I said, and we'll leave here perfectly fine."

"Yes sir." And with that, the door on the lion's side of the car opened for him, allowing Shen to step out into the moonlit night. He paused by the door, extending a paw back into the vehicle for Bolt to take hold of and get pulled out. As Shen felt Bolt's paw grip his own, his wandering eyes saw the badger he had purchased the canine from just a week before. A silent nod was shared between the two of them as Bolt stepped out of the car, the badger's nod accompanied by a hint of a smile at the sight of the cleaned, proper dog which was now standing beside Shen. Shen gave another, deeper nod before turning to Bolt and taking the canine's arm in his own. The pair then started to ascend the steps towards the entryway to the large, opulent mansion before them to join the party taking place inside. "This house is really big..."

"I told you it was. He has great taste on decorating too, you'll be impressed. Just try not to stare too much, alright?" Bolt nodded feebly, nervousness returning to his frame as his grip on Shen's arm tightened. Another tight squeeze of the paw from the lion however, and that tightness receded back down into Bolt's core and stayed there. It was just a few more steps up to the doorway, and then in to meet the other rich members of Shen's world. The canine knew this, and knew Shen would be with him every single step of the way. It was still painfully nerve-wracking, and made the poor canine want nothing more than to run home and hide, but he had to do it for Shen, and so there he stood, just one step away from that door. His mind raced, his heart pounded in his ears, and a bit of sweat formed on his brow. Another squeeze to his paw came though right as he was starting to tense up again, making him sigh lightly to himself and shake his head. "Shall we?"

"Let's S-."

"Shen! I am pleased to be having you here! Your handsome company too!" Bruno's booming voice came out through the door, the large bruin having spotted Shen and Bolt right as they were about to come into the party. The big beast ambled over and grabbed Shen's free paw, giving it a hearty shake as well as the usual hard pat to the feline's back. "Is this your 'friend' Shen? He is looking very nice."

"Hi to you too Bruno. Yes, this here is... Well, introduce yourself."

"I'm Bolt, nice to meet you sir." Bolt said, bowing his head rather low in a supreme display of respect to Bruno. The ursine looked almost shocked that not only did Bolt talk, but that he spoke so well for himself.

"You have found winner there Shen. This is good for you no?" Bruno smiled, then leaned in closer before Shen even had time to process the question and lowered his voice, at least lower than the borderline shouting that the ursine was known for. "Is he being good for other thing as well?"

"Yes and... Definitely yes. I wanted to say thank you before I really started to enjoy your party for introducing me to our mutual friend, wouldn't have found him otherwise." Bruno smiled proudly to himself, then smiled brighter as Shen gave him a low, respectful nod to show his gratitude more properly. The bruin's paw landed heavily on Shen's shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze of approval as Shen's head came back up. The ursine smiled at Shen for a long moment, looking to be forming a sentence in his mind as his paw still rested on the feline's shoulder.

"You are good friend Shen, Bolt is in good paws." Bruno winked, then turned to Bolt, who instantly stiffened up and looked rather nervous from the overbearing, loud bruin before him. "You do as Shen says, yes?"

"Yes sir."

"Always and without questioning?"

"Yes sir."

"Good, you are welcomed here. Please enjoy yourselves, Shen and Bolt."

"Thank you, we will," The pair said in unison. And with that, Bruno lumbered off to go and talk to some other fur while Shen and Bolt stood there, both exhaling slightly and looking at one another with slight grins. Shen took the lead after a moment, escorting Bolt along through the party towards the back of the house. A few nods and waves were given along the trek, but no one stopped the duo explicitly yet; the night was still young after all. Shen didn't want to be stopped either at that point, keeping his eyes on the prize of the back porch and getting Bolt to it before the moon got too high in the sky. This was easier said than done too, as the house was a very large one, traffic on the way to the party had been atrocious for a Saturday night, and even though it was early in the night, the party was already somewhat crowded. Come hell or high water, Shen was going to get Bolt there though, and if it took ignoring a few strangers or acquaintances to get him there, then so be it.

At last the pair made it, the large back porch opening out onto a private beach with a breathtaking view. The moon was just barely above the ocean, the stars filled the sky on the cloudless night, and the ocean's black depths complimented the white sand between the two furs and the water perfectly. It was a serene setting, almost too perfect in Bolt's eyes, as he just stood there and drank it in. Shen stood there too, his grip on Bolt loosening to the point of releasing the canine. Bolt barely noticed for a moment, moving towards the balcony as the scenery truly sucked him in; nothing in his life had been so serene, peaceful, and beautiful. "You like the view Bolt?"

"Yeah... " Bolt murmured, staring at it for a moment longer before he turned back to Shen, blushing lightly with embarrassment. "It's just so..." The canine stopped, seeming to search for a word to describe the scene before him.

"Beautiful?" Bolt nodded slowly, turning back to look out over the view again. Shen smiles to himself, moving to approach Bolt before he spots an old badger out of the corner of his eye. His gaze turned towards that mustelid, and upon confirming it was indeed that badger, the feline stopped approaching Bolt and instead turned towards the old mammal. "Bolt, wait here one minute... I have to go talk to someone."

"But..."

"You'll be fine. I'll be right over here." Shen gestured towards the badger, who was less than twenty steps away. "I can see you, and if someone starts anything with you... Well, then I can take care of it. Alright?" Bolt nodded feebly, his tail drooping and his ears pinning back. It killed Shen to see Bolt like that, but Bolt didn't want to hear what Shen had to say to the merchant and frankly, Shen wasn't sure he wanted to hear what he had to say either. He needed to talk to that badger though, so over to the smoking mustelid he went, taking each step slowly and nervously. "Excuse me?"

"Yes?" The thick asian accent was gone, replaced by one which Shen had a hard time pinning. It was articulate though, making Shen wonder if he had the right badger for a moment. Same build, looks, demeanor... It was undoubtedly the same fur, but at the same time an entirely different one.

"Do you remember me?"

"Yeah, I sold you that G-Shep over there. Is there something wrong with him, because I don't do returns." Shen looked confused for a second, thebadger's tone taking him by surprise with how frank and rude it was. He pushed on though, wanting to confirm something that had been nagging at him since he and Bolt had first interacted.

"No, nothing's wrong with him... I'm more just wondering why you let me have him. He was beaten on, sure, but he was easily fixed and has made a great sl... Companion since."

"That is why I let you have him right there."

"What?"

"You said companion kid, not slave. Any one of my other clients would have said slave, and used that pup right there for slave labor. It was painfully obvious you weren't going to do that, so I let you have him. I see I made a right choice too, as he looks pretty darn good now." Shen looked shocked, his cheeks flushing brightly as he just was stunned by the abruptness of the reply to his question. He wasn't expecting such truthfulness from the badger, but then again he was barely expecting an English reply as it was. Sighing and shaking his head, the lion lowered his head and then bent at the waist, bowing as low as he could in respect to the badger.

"Thank you sir."

"Don't mention it. Seriously, I don't want anyone thinking I've gone soft in my old age... Or that I can talk perfectly fine English." The mustelid gave a faint smile again, his face not looking like one that could handle smiling for very long. "Now get out of here and go mingle in the party. I have a business to get back to soon, and I want to get my nicotine in before I have to do that." Shen nodded and gave another, polite bow to the badger who returned it in kind. The feline then turned and strode back over to Bolt, looking both slightly confused and rather elated now that he had his answer. It was not what he had expected, but it was better than he could have hoped. To think that he had been given Bolt simply because he had a nice demeanor and would treat the canine well... It was enough to make his head spin, but Shen just accepted it and stopped beside that canine of his, looking down at him for a long moment with a simple smile.

"Hey Bolt... Have you ever skinny-dipped before?"

"No."

"Well, would you like to?"

"Here? N-Now..?" Bolt's voice shook and he looked to get nervous again, his tail drooping slightly as he just stayed unsure of what to do. Shen took Bolt's paw and gripped it, holding onto it tightly and rubbing his thumb over it just to try and soothe the German Shepherd. It seemed to work, Bolt's demeanor calmed down and his expression softened.

"Yeah, here and now... Gotta get my slave labor use out of you."

"Huh?" Bolt said, his face getting slightly pale and his ears pinning back in a slight amount of fear.

"Sorry, a joke. Shall we?" Bolt's face was still a bit pale, but he nodded feebly and extended his paw out to Shen's. The lion took it and held it gently again, tugging on it softly and beginning to lead the canine over to the beach. Down the steps, and onto the soft sand the pair went, following the barely-carved path a bit of a ways before they made it to the proper beach. They stood on it for a moment, looking out over the black ocean and darkened sky, just drinking in the scenery as it unfolded before them. Paw in paw, they slowly started towards the water, their free paws fumbling with coats and shirt buttons and ties in feeble attempts to get undressed. First Shen's coat came off, then his shirt got undone one button at a time. Bolt had much less luck, letting out a light whimper of frustration as the pair got closer to the water. "Problems?"

"I can't get it..."

"Here, let me help you." The bare-chested lion turned towards the still-clothed German Shepherd, undoing the last of his buttons and letting his shirt fall to the ground before extending his paws towards the dark grey one which the canine was wearing. One by one he unlatched the small buttons, his own paws delicately doing so with skill that came from years of wearing suits and dress shirts. Starting from the bottom, Shen stepped in closer and closer the higher up the shirt he got. He looked to be concentrating more on the buttons, but in reality he was getting nearer to Bolt for an entirely different purpose. With two buttons left, his face was scant inches from Bolt's. Futzing with the tie the canine had left on, the distance could be measured in centimeters. The final button, it was just millimeters separating the two beasts' muzzles from one another as their hot breath warmed the other's face. "All done."

"Thank you..." Bolt whispered, looking right into Shen's eyes with an absolute torrent of emotions pouring through those blue spheres. Shen looked back, his own gaze matching those feelings blow for blow as his muzzle moved closer, and closer, and closer still until his nose was pressed lightly against Bolt's.

"You're welcome." The words had barely left his muzzle before his lips met Bolt's, and the pair kissed. It was a quick, soft meeting of their mouths, without tongue or heat or animalistic lust. The kiss was far more than those things though, as it was their first kiss as something more than a master and a slave, an owner and a pet, or even a boss and a servant. Shen was kissing Bolt as someone who was in love, and Bolt was returning that passion with every fiber of his being. Neither knew the other truly well, they were from entirely different classes and walks of life, and Shen had papers that proved he owned Bolt. Not a hint of those details filled either of their minds though as they kissed however; it was all passion and nothing more. Shen had no idea how it had gotten that way, and Bolt figured it had something to do with the fact that Shen had essentially saved him. But again, those were details and thoughts which were nowhere near either one of their heads.

Their lips parted after a moment, neither saying a word or even taking a breath for a few seconds afterwards. Shen brought his paw up to rub on Bolt's cheek, caressing its soft curve affectionately for a moment before returning the paw back to his side. The pair's eyes were still locked, speaking countless words which couldn't even hope to be conveyed conventionally. It was a passionate sight to see, and one the badger on the back porch had expected to see the moment he had spotted Bolt and Shen arriving at the party. His choice had been sound, and as he watched the two discovering lovers from afar, he couldn't help but smile. The mustelid took one last drag on his cigarette, flicking it off onto the back sand before looking out towards Shen and Bolt once more. They were still as close as ever, eyes locked and their paws gripping one another's while their muzzles touched nose-to-nose. "Another successful sale..." he murmured to no one in particular, then took a last look at the couple before slowly turning and ambling back inside, off to play matchmaker and pimp yet again.

"Bolt..."

"Yes?"

"I love you."

FIN