{"sf1_id":582849,"sf2_id":"znJ9dy7m","title":"Chapter 1: In from the cold night","author":"Ginsenshi","words":993,"posted_at":"2013-08-29T00:54:00.000Z","tags":["Gay relation","M/M"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/582849-chapter-1-in-from-the-cold-night","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/znJ9dy7m","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/36/ea/36eaacdc-4c82-482f-8866-76e8f49f7998","description":"#1 of Wondering in from the cold book 4","content":"Its\u0026nbsp; odd\u0026nbsp; I'm\u0026nbsp; finding\u0026nbsp; my\u0026nbsp; way\u0026nbsp; back\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; my\u0026nbsp; boys, but\u0026nbsp; I have\u0026nbsp; I think\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; can\u0026nbsp; give\u0026nbsp; them\u0026nbsp; some\u0026nbsp; interesting\u0026nbsp; work\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; some \u0026nbsp; fun\u0026nbsp; loving\u0026nbsp; for\u0026nbsp; them.\n\nWondering\u0026nbsp; in\u0026nbsp; from\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; cold\u0026nbsp;\n\nA Kouji and\u0026nbsp; Shuichi\u0026nbsp; mystery\u0026nbsp;\n\nby Ginsenshi\u0026nbsp;\n\nChapter 1: In\u0026nbsp; from\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; cold\u0026nbsp; night\u0026nbsp;\n\nit\u0026nbsp; was\u0026nbsp; one\u0026nbsp; of\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; calmer nights as I\u0026nbsp; sat\u0026nbsp; down\u0026nbsp; at\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; local coffee shop\u0026nbsp; on\u0026nbsp; 4th and\u0026nbsp; main, Kuro, my\u0026nbsp; guide dog,\u0026nbsp; lays under the table, his head in\u0026nbsp; my lap, looking at me, wondering if I was really okay to be\u0026nbsp; out\u0026nbsp; and about, I had\u0026nbsp; just\u0026nbsp; gotten off a particularly rough case, and\u0026nbsp; Shuichi\u0026nbsp; was meeting us\u0026nbsp; for coffee, well coffee for\u0026nbsp; him, for\u0026nbsp; me\u0026nbsp; something with no\u0026nbsp; caffeine, since\u0026nbsp; the stuff kept\u0026nbsp; me\u0026nbsp; up\u0026nbsp; all night, if I had it\u0026nbsp; after, well at all.\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;\n\nGuess\u0026nbsp; I\u0026nbsp; should\u0026nbsp; remind\u0026nbsp; you\u0026nbsp; who I am, My name\u0026nbsp; is\u0026nbsp; Kouji\u0026nbsp; GInsenshi, I stand 5'5 in\u0026nbsp; height, my hair is silver, a\u0026nbsp; trench coat is\u0026nbsp; over my\u0026nbsp; faded grey short sleeve dress shirt,\u0026nbsp; faded black pants about\u0026nbsp; my\u0026nbsp; waist, a eagle\u0026nbsp; buckle belt\u0026nbsp; holding\u0026nbsp; it all in place. My\u0026nbsp; wedding\u0026nbsp; ring\u0026nbsp; is\u0026nbsp; a\u0026nbsp; silver\u0026nbsp; band\u0026nbsp; with\u0026nbsp; my Shuichi's\u0026nbsp; birthstone,\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; march\u0026nbsp; stone, and\u0026nbsp; love\u0026nbsp; the the \u0026nbsp; ear\u0026nbsp; cuffs\u0026nbsp; my\u0026nbsp; baby\u0026nbsp; got\u0026nbsp; for\u0026nbsp; me\u0026nbsp; on \u0026nbsp;Christmas, and\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; plain\u0026nbsp; silver stud\u0026nbsp; ear rings\u0026nbsp; too .\n\nThe door opens\u0026nbsp; with\u0026nbsp; the jingle of a bell, the\u0026nbsp; traffic noise following\u0026nbsp; along, in\u0026nbsp; comes in Shuichi, with\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; sound of\u0026nbsp; his\u0026nbsp; trench coat tails\u0026nbsp; flapping\u0026nbsp; from the door\u0026nbsp; closing. He\u0026nbsp; walks\u0026nbsp; over\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; where\u0026nbsp; we\u0026nbsp; sit,\u0026nbsp; one\u0026nbsp; hand\u0026nbsp; reaching\u0026nbsp; out\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; give a scratch behind a ear, my\u0026nbsp; reaction\u0026nbsp; as\u0026nbsp; usual is to\u0026nbsp; lean\u0026nbsp; into it, a\u0026nbsp; MURR escaping\u0026nbsp; my\u0026nbsp; lips.\n\nMy\u0026nbsp; Shuichi\u0026nbsp; is \u0026nbsp; 5\"8 in\u0026nbsp; height , his\u0026nbsp; hair\u0026nbsp; a\u0026nbsp; brownish-red, always\u0026nbsp; tied\u0026nbsp; in a\u0026nbsp; pony tail, with a\u0026nbsp; blue \u0026nbsp; ribbon,\u0026nbsp; If \u0026nbsp; I\u0026nbsp; remember\u0026nbsp; right\u0026nbsp; he's\u0026nbsp; wearing\u0026nbsp; right\u0026nbsp; now\u0026nbsp; a \u0026nbsp; blue short\u0026nbsp; sleeve\u0026nbsp; dress\u0026nbsp; shirt, with \u0026nbsp; black\u0026nbsp; pants,\u0026nbsp; covered\u0026nbsp; by\u0026nbsp; his \u0026nbsp; favorite old\u0026nbsp; trench coat.\u0026nbsp; He also\u0026nbsp; loves\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; ear rings\u0026nbsp; I\u0026nbsp; bought\u0026nbsp; for \u0026nbsp;Christmas\u0026nbsp; last\u0026nbsp; year,\u0026nbsp; really cute \u0026nbsp; blood\u0026nbsp; stones with\u0026nbsp; silver\u0026nbsp; accents.\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; His\u0026nbsp; wedding\u0026nbsp; ring\u0026nbsp; is\u0026nbsp; a\u0026nbsp; silver\u0026nbsp; band\u0026nbsp; with my Birthstone, blue\u0026nbsp; sapphire,\u0026nbsp; in\u0026nbsp; it.\n\n\"Shu, baby, we're in\u0026nbsp; public I don't\u0026nbsp; need to get\u0026nbsp; turned\u0026nbsp; on\u0026nbsp; right now,\" I whined a little, as\u0026nbsp; he\u0026nbsp; continued. He leans\u0026nbsp; close to a ear and\u0026nbsp; whispers sweetly.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"But hon, its\u0026nbsp; fun to\u0026nbsp; make you squirm in public.\"\u0026nbsp;\n\nI lean\u0026nbsp; away from\u0026nbsp; him, as Kuro got up\u0026nbsp; from under\u0026nbsp; the table, his\u0026nbsp; tail\u0026nbsp; wagging as he\u0026nbsp; nuzzles\u0026nbsp; against\u0026nbsp; Shu's side, Shu petting him, Kuro\u0026nbsp; nosing his\u0026nbsp; pockets, looking\u0026nbsp; for\u0026nbsp; treats. Shu ignores Kuro, instead sitting down across from me looking\u0026nbsp; at me\u0026nbsp; with\u0026nbsp; I\u0026nbsp; guess\u0026nbsp; with\u0026nbsp; concern.. \u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Kouj... love, you\u0026nbsp; okay?\"\n\nI sigh as\u0026nbsp; I think of\u0026nbsp; how\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; answer, \"Yeah\u0026nbsp; its\u0026nbsp; just\u0026nbsp; after Ms Weston's murder, I think someone's out\u0026nbsp; to kill for\u0026nbsp; fun.\",\u0026nbsp;\n\nShuichi\u0026nbsp; nodded\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; his head, as\u0026nbsp; he\u0026nbsp; called\u0026nbsp; a waitress\u0026nbsp; over, to place a order\u0026nbsp; for\u0026nbsp; his\u0026nbsp; coffee with\u0026nbsp; extra sugar and\u0026nbsp; creamer.\n\nShuichi\u0026nbsp; continued\u0026nbsp; to \u0026nbsp; stare\u0026nbsp; at\u0026nbsp; me, as we start to talk about\u0026nbsp; what chores we had to do when we got home. My mind was starting\u0026nbsp; to wonder to\u0026nbsp; other more\u0026nbsp; interesting things as my\u0026nbsp; eyes start to close, nodding off, my\u0026nbsp; chin resting on\u0026nbsp; my\u0026nbsp; chest.\n\n\\*Day\u0026nbsp; Dream\\*\n\nShuichi stopped talking about what chores\u0026nbsp; we\u0026nbsp; had\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; get\u0026nbsp; done\u0026nbsp; when\u0026nbsp; we got\u0026nbsp; home, and\u0026nbsp; I\u0026nbsp; think\u0026nbsp; dropped\u0026nbsp; something\u0026nbsp; he\u0026nbsp; was\u0026nbsp; playing\u0026nbsp; with, maybe his coffee spoon ducking under\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; table to\u0026nbsp; retrieve it. I heard him, under\u0026nbsp; my side of the\u0026nbsp; table. \u0026nbsp;\n\n\"So\u0026nbsp; wolfie, interested in some\u0026nbsp; stress relief?\" I heard\u0026nbsp; him\u0026nbsp; barely whisper, as\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; loud\u0026nbsp; sound\u0026nbsp; of\u0026nbsp; my\u0026nbsp; pants\u0026nbsp; zipper coming down\u0026nbsp; filled\u0026nbsp; my\u0026nbsp; ears. I tried\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; protest as\u0026nbsp; he\u0026nbsp; pulled\u0026nbsp; my slightly \u0026nbsp;stiffening \u0026nbsp;member\u0026nbsp; through\u0026nbsp; my\u0026nbsp; boxers, as\u0026nbsp; he\u0026nbsp; started\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; stroke \u0026nbsp; me\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; full\u0026nbsp; hardness.\n\nAs my mind wandered, it conjured up a nice scene. Shuichi was kneeling between my legs gently rubbing my crotch as he undid my belt buckle and my pants . Feeling his warm breath on my fully erect shaft was amazing, he dipped his head and took it in his muzzle. Licking and sucking gently.\n\n\\*end\u0026nbsp; day\u0026nbsp; dream\\*\n\nI suddenly\u0026nbsp; awake, feeling\u0026nbsp; a little\u0026nbsp; hot\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; sweaty, having\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; unbutton the\u0026nbsp; first\u0026nbsp; few \u0026nbsp; buttons\u0026nbsp; of my\u0026nbsp; dress shirt.\u0026nbsp; I could feel\u0026nbsp; Shu\u0026nbsp; starring at me a\u0026nbsp; question\u0026nbsp; about\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; be\u0026nbsp; asked.\n\n\"Yes\u0026nbsp; if\u0026nbsp; you\u0026nbsp; must\u0026nbsp; know babe, it\u0026nbsp; was\u0026nbsp; about\u0026nbsp; you\u0026nbsp; and it was\u0026nbsp; hot.\" I answer,,\u0026nbsp; trying\u0026nbsp; not\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; draw attention to\u0026nbsp; us, and\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; slight tempting in my pants.\u0026nbsp;\n\nJust\u0026nbsp; then Shu's coffee arrived, hot\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; steaming. Shu\u0026nbsp; sipping\u0026nbsp; off\u0026nbsp; the foam on top,\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; image of\u0026nbsp; that\u0026nbsp; in\u0026nbsp; my mind made it\u0026nbsp; even\u0026nbsp; more\u0026nbsp; apparent that\u0026nbsp; i was\u0026nbsp; in\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; mood\u0026nbsp; for\u0026nbsp; it\u0026nbsp; from\u0026nbsp; my\u0026nbsp; hot\u0026nbsp; husband, Practically wanting\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; beg\u0026nbsp; him\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; go\u0026nbsp; home\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; screw the\u0026nbsp; chores\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; just\u0026nbsp; make love\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; me all night\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; forget\u0026nbsp; about our\u0026nbsp; jobs\u0026nbsp; in the\u0026nbsp; morning, but I couldn't,\n\n\"So ...\u0026nbsp; interesting day dream love?\" He asks, as he\u0026nbsp; finished the\u0026nbsp; last\u0026nbsp; sip of\u0026nbsp; his\u0026nbsp; coffee, \u0026nbsp; hearing\u0026nbsp; him\u0026nbsp; gather\u0026nbsp; up\u0026nbsp; his\u0026nbsp; things\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; standing\u0026nbsp; up, Kuro\u0026nbsp; following\u0026nbsp; taking\u0026nbsp; clues\u0026nbsp; it\u0026nbsp; was\u0026nbsp; time\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; go\u0026nbsp; home. I pulled two one dollar bills and left them as a tip for the waitress.\n\nKuro was\u0026nbsp; standing, waiting\u0026nbsp; for\u0026nbsp; me\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; take\u0026nbsp; hold\u0026nbsp; of\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; harness\u0026nbsp; handle, to\u0026nbsp; go\u0026nbsp; out\u0026nbsp; to the gently rumbling 2007 Jaguar XK8.\u0026nbsp; we exited the\u0026nbsp; coffee shop, Shu's\u0026nbsp; hand\u0026nbsp; in\u0026nbsp; my\u0026nbsp; right, as\u0026nbsp; Kuro\u0026nbsp; guided\u0026nbsp; me on my left. \u0026nbsp;\n\nShu,\u0026nbsp; reaching\u0026nbsp; into\u0026nbsp; his\u0026nbsp; pocket\u0026nbsp; for\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; remote\u0026nbsp; on\u0026nbsp; his\u0026nbsp; key chain,\u0026nbsp; hitting\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; unlock button,\u0026nbsp; as\u0026nbsp; he\u0026nbsp; left\u0026nbsp; a\u0026nbsp; few\u0026nbsp; steps\u0026nbsp; ahead\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; get\u0026nbsp; the door\u0026nbsp; for\u0026nbsp; me\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; then left\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; drivers side.\n\n\u0026nbsp; Shu then slipped into the driver's seat , the destination now is home.\n\n  \n  \n  \n\n","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/363509-chapter-2-the-recovering-begins.json"}