Wolf at the Table

Story by Greaver on SoFurry

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Just a quick thing. Something cute and witty.

Expect to see more from Derrick and Alex in the future.


The sweet smell of musk filled the air. My mocha wolf was home. I rushed to Derrick as he walked through the door, planting a kiss on his sweaty lips. He always smelled like this when he got back from working construction, and normally I'd let him parade around musk and all for a few hours before dragging him off to bathe (werewolves are a lot like dogs in that sense) but not tonight.

"Hey babe! How was work?"

"Good, how was lazing around watching romance movies all day?"

"Well what else am I supposed to do on my off days babe?" He chuckled.

"I swear to Luna, I have to bring you hunting with me and the guys sometime." Yeah no Derrick, I love you and your sexy mocha skin (and fur) but

"There's no way that'd work, you'd be stuck with a human struggling to keep pace, not fun for you or me."

"It'd be a good work out for you." He replied.

"Bitch do you see a pound of fat on me?"

"Exactly, you're too skinny." He teased ruffling my hair, lucky bastard stood a good few inches taller than me as well. I laughed and kissed him and told him to go shower before company arrives. "Why should I have to shower for the pack?" What?

"What?" He shrugged, looking confused and cute as ever.

"I mean it's just the guys, no real need to shower." My heart skipped a beat.

"Tonight? The wolves are coming tonight?!"

"Yeah hon, you should know by now every third Saturday of the month is when I host." I could have killed him right there.

"But Derrick, my boss is coming tonight! We talked about this!" This was my shot to get head chef at the next restaurant she was opening in the city. I'd found out her favorite dish, had it cooking now and everything. "Puppy please tell me you can take it somewhere else!" The door swinging open told me he couldn't. Without warning Derrick's pack pranced into our apartment, a collage of howls, yaps, and nips. Everything to terrify an old British woman expecting a nice quiet dinner. "Derrick, I'm about to smack you with a newspaper." A few of them laughed at the comment.

"Did we make Derrick's master upset?" Tyler jeered at Derrick and I. "But what did he do to piss you off this time Alex?" I looked to Derrick.

"Well Derrick, tell your alpha your mistake." I said a mix of teasing and anger. I had nothing against the pack, they were good guys, but when you put them together in a room they did two things. Talked about werewolf shit, and did werewolf shit, some of them even shift into wolves. That would be impossible to explain to my boss.

"Well guys." Derrick began while tapping his left foot, he always did that when he was nervous. "I MAY have forgot that Alex has his boss coming for dinner tonight." The others laughed at him, urging me to punish him later.

"Don't worry Alex, we'll be on our best behavior." Tyler said as the group sauntered off into the living room still teasing Derrick. I was left with a kitchen smelling like wolf, and a dining room blocked by wolves. I rushed to the phone, maybe I could call her and tell her that I had to cancel. Something came up, I pushed Derrick down a flight of stairs and now I have to take care of him.

"Hello?" She answered in that sweat grandmotherly tone she had.

"Oh Mrs. Rowan, how are you? Say you don't remember those dinner plans we made do you?" I was pushing my luck hoping she'd forget but she was a busy woman and all.

"Of course I do dear, I'm in the elevator right now. 704 right?" Fuck.

"That's right Mrs. Rowan, I'll see you in a bit." Ok calm down Alex. The food was prepared and ready to go, you can eat at the breakfast counter, just spray the room with Air Freshener and hope for the best. There was a knock on the door.

"Oh Mrs. Rowan do come in." I prayed the smell of food beat the smell of wolf. "You look lovely tonight."

"Why thank you my dear, and is that fish and chips I smell?"

"I'd heard it was your favorite, though I did try and spice it up a bit."

"How thoughtful of you, so where is this partner of yours? I've been dying to meet him."

A howl came from the other room. "Oh he's....meeting with some old friends from college... I can fetch him if you like?" She nodded and I walked into the living room to see it just as I had suspected it. The coffee table and couch had been pushed back to make room for the wolves to frolic. Nearly all of them had shifted and Tyler and Derrick were wrestling in the middle of a circle formed by the other wolves. "Derrick." I said trying to get his attention. Of course he was too busy trying to best Tyler to notice me. "Derrick!?" Still nothing. I grabbed a magazine from the coffee table and rolled it up. I walked over to my mocha wolf who was currently lying on his back under Tyler in defeat. I whacked him on the chin to get his attention. "Dearest get changed, someone would like to meet you."

I returned to Mrs. Rowan "Sorry about that, he's just getting changed, honestly somedays I feel like Derrick never left the frat house!" I half joked as I served Mrs. Rowan her food. "I am awfully sorry about this though, his friends kind of just snuck up on us, and I didn't have the heart to kick them out!"

"Oh its quite alright love, boys will be boys and all. You're young enjoy it. Why I'll bet you'd be in there with them if it wasn't for this old bat keeping you out." She said with that same good natured grin as always.

"Oh no they're a bit too rough for me." I replied as Derrick walked in, wearing nothing but boxers.

"Mrs. Rowan.... this is.... Derrick"

"Oh my...you never told me you were with such a dashing gentleman Alex." I felt ready to jump out the window.

"It's a pleasure to meet you ma'am." Derrick replied extending his hand. She shook it gently "The pleasure is all mine." Derrick smiled.

"Look out Alex you might have some competition for my affection."

"I already have competition for your affection, they're in my living room in boxers."

"Actually I'm the only one in boxers." Derrick replied, he can be so thick headed sometimes.

"Well you best get back to your friends, I'm sure they've missed you not seeing you so long."

"But I saw them all last week!" I tried shoving him out of the room but of course he was a brick wall, luckily he took the hint and went back to his pack. I took my seat again.

"He has such fond memories of them, he feels like it'd only been a few days since they'd last met up." She nodded sympathetically before tasting my meal. She smiled.

"Oh Alex this is lovely!" At least I got one thing right. "You know I have a restaurant opening Uptown in a few weeks and..." She was interrupted by howls! Fucking howls! So much for best behavior. I flustered and tried to ignore them. It was a solid minute before the howls stopped, and I felt ready to go in there and smack everyone of them with a rolled up Vanity Fair. "Well I was wondering Alex if you'd like to transfer there as head chef."

"Oh, Mrs. Rowan I'd love to!" I said trying to fake surprise. "I'm absolutely flattered and honored and..." More howls! I stood up and put the rest of the Fish & Chips into Tupperware containers. "Well Mrs. Rowan I'm sure you've had a long day and are just dying to get home. Perhaps we could talk more tomorrow over coffee?" She took the hint.

"Of course dear."

"I'll see you out."

The elevator ride down was more awkward than the dinner. "So Derrick's friends seem interesting."

"You could say that yeah...." I took a deep breath "Mrs. Rowan I am so so so SO sorry about tonight. They just snuck up on us, and I couldn't convince Derrick to keep them out and... and" I felt like I was on the verge of tears.

"Oh hosh posh! It was a lovely meal, and that Derrick seems like a fine young lad. Don't let a few odd habits push you away from him, you'll regret it I'll tell you." She replied. I couldn't help but smile.

"I'll see you tomorrow for coffee then?"

"Sounds wonderful dear, we can go over the menu. I'll see you tomorrow head chef."

Later that night as I lay in bed with Derrick. Us both naked, me resting my head on his chest. "You owe me so much for tonight, you're whole pack does!"

"Hey you got the job didn't you?"

"No thanks to you." He kissed my head.

"Ok, I'll admit I messed up, I owe you."

"I'm still mad at you." I said only half meaning it. He got a sly grin on his face and slithered under the covers.

"I know what will cheer you up." Was all he said before he set his lips around my cock and began to suck. Apology blowjobs from a werewolf are great. Derrick had such mastery of his tongue, he could make me shiver in orgasm for hours. After he had finished we lay side by side again, him licking my face occasionally.

"Better?" He asked.

"Yes, but you still owe me."

"Name it!" He said confidently.

"Foot rubs for a month after work"

"Done."

"and you have to come with me to see the new Angela Brascoe movie." I could see the groan in his eyes, he hated romantic comedies, yet he agreed with the same enthusiasm as ever.

"You really are the best boyfriend my mocha wolfy."

"I know I am." I leaned in and kissed him goodnight as he turned off the lights.

"I also bought tickets for Wicked next week, enough for your whole pack to go!"