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Emrys was awakened by the brush of a tongue against his chest. The tall German shepherd he had brought home the night before was still here, an interesting change of pace from his usual one night stands. The jindo was used to waking up to find his lovers had vanished during the night, not even a note left behind. Yet this one had stayed, and if his current actions were any indication he wanted more. Emrys was more than happy to relinquish that which he so desired. The shep, Brandon was his name, had such beautiful fur covering his well-muscled frame. The brindle pattern was a rare find among most breeds and had peaked Emrys at first sight. It did not take long before he and Brandon were leaving the bar and heading back for a much needed romp. The jindo was not sure if he was happy to finally wake up to someone, or if he should be worried that the shep had more than just a fling in mind. Would that really be so bad?

His thoughts were torn, yet his body said yes each time the canine's tongue caressed his fur. He felt his tip begin to expose itself through his naked sheath as he sighed and shivered from the attention. Looking down, he noticed the bright blue of the shepherd's own member shining up at him, the tip leaking pre as it swung to and fro with the canine's movements. Emrys swore he would never understand why one would want to take measures to alter the natural color bestowed upon him by nature, yet he would also not deny that it was quite attractive on this particular individual not to mention the interesting sight of the bright blue cock pumping in and out of him fervently. A tantalizing thought that he eagerly anticipated making a reality.

Muzzles met in a dance of tongues and saliva as the two furs entwined together. Brandon was easily led to the jindo's entrance and required no guidance as he penetrated with a low growl. Emrys emitted a soft whimper as he felt himself stretch around the gloriously impressive member. Without hesitation the moaning and growling increased as the two furs worked eagerly to satisfy their primal selves. The room was filled with the sounds and smells of their lovemaking, intoxicating them both as they neared the finale. It was needed, for Emrys, and he felt his heart cry out in unison with his voice as his head swam with thoughts which he knew should be taboo. When he looked down between his legs, it was not Brandon the German shepherd who was pistoning repeatedly into him but another fur, one whose smile set his heart aflutter as the thick member continued to hammer into him. In the eyes of this other he saw more than the lust with which Brandon looked at him, there was fire, passion, lust, and more than anything love in those beautiful eyes. Emrys had always been fascinated with those eyes, one blue and one a bright amber. Heterochromia was indeed a rarity and this particular canine had the most beautiful combination Emrys had ever seen. He became lost, returning that loving smile with equal fervor as felt his climax near. He embraced his lover tightly, their muzzles meeting once more as the two moaned loudly, releasing themselves as one.

It was more than Emrys could ever hope for, and that left a deep yearning in his heart as he lay down, the image before him dissolving into Brandon as the shepherd collapsed onto the bed beside him. Brandon had abstained from tying with him, which he did indeed appreciate as the jindo still had homework to finish and errands to run. There was not enough time in the day to take care of what he already needed to do, much less to lie around waiting until he could pull the canine's knot out of himself. The expectation was for Brandon to up and leave after he had his morning fun. Emrys sat up and looked over to see the shepherd lying there smiling warmly. There was much more in those eyes than what Emrys had seen last night. Intelligence, kindness, and something akin to appreciation all danced behind those dark brown eyes. His voice was smooth and soft as he spoke, reminding Emrys why he had chosen this one to take home. "Well I must say it has been quite some time since I've had such a good morning. I'm guessing you thought I would be gone when you awoke?" His confident laughter was refreshing. The jindo found himself smiling as the shep pulled him close. "Not that kind of guy I'm afraid. I would not have come home with you if I did not feel that there is something special about you. I use the present tense because I still feel that there is more to you than just a fun time." His blush was a surprise. "I would like to get to know you a bit better... and I do not mean just in the bedroom."

It was a few minutes before Emrys could respond. He watched Brandon silently dress as he contemplated the shep's words. It was a strange feeling. Hearing those words tugged at something deep within him. Could it be that he had been waiting to hear something similar to what had just been said? Did it matter that it was not said by the one he truly longed for? Brandon was good looking, well spoken, great in bed, and now it turn out that he is something even more than all of those things. He wants to know Emrys on some deeper level. It was a relationship the Brandon wanted and the jindo was surprisingly more than happy to oblige.

"I think... that would be nice..."

"Speechless? I never expected that from you. You were so quick tongued last night, quite surprising to see you with nothing more to say..." Smiling, he brushed the hair out of Emrys' eyes before kissing him gently. He picked up a nearby pen and pad to write. "My number... I think we should talk more tomorrow. Maybe over a nice quiet dinner if you would like. I make a mean shepherd's pie, no pun intended of course. So... I hope I will hear from you later on tonight?"

Emrys nodded and kissed his potential mate goodbye. Had he really just thought of him as his potential mate? "Be safe. I promise I will call you tonight. I just have a few errands to run."

"Then you be safe. I just have homework to tend to. I will talk to you tonight cutie." He left with a bright smile across his muzzle. Emrys could not help but smile himself. Brandon was so different from Conall. The jindo just hoped he was not setting himself up for another hard fall. Maybe he should just take this one slow, no need to jump in wholeheartedly until he knows his suitor a bit better. Hopefully, this relationship won't be anything like his last.

Conall sighed as the heat of the water rushed over him, soothing his sore muscle and washing away the sweat of the day's workout. It had been a rough day for the collie and he was more than happy for it to be over. Flynn had come home for the weekend and his flight had just left only a few hours ago. He and Kat went to see his younger brother off and it turned out to be just as hard to let him go for the second time. They were not the closest of siblings, yet Flynn had been the only constant in Conall's life. His brother had always been there for him and even though they had their differences, Conall cherished Flynn to the point of admitting to his sibling that he was Conall's best friend. It was difficult knowing every day that when he returned home, no one was there. His nights were increasingly lonely. The saddest fact of all was that he knew he deserved nothing less.

After his shower it was time to settle down and attempt to get some sleep. His tail twitched at the thought of finally getting some much needed rest after so long without it. The weeks since Flynn's departure had been restless. Loneliness was not something he had ever been comfortable with. Even if Flynn and he did not speak, it was just a comfort to know that his little brother was there if he needed him. Now there was just emptiness and memories. Memories of a home with two parents, joking and laughing as they played with their children. It was almost enough to make him want to cry.

"If I wasn't such a stupid fucking idiot then maybe I would not be alone right now. This is all that I deserve..." He lay there waiting for the night to answer. Silence was the only reply and he sighed expectantly. What did he think would happen? Ghosts never talked back no matter how many times he tried. The collie could scream and howl into the night and no answer would come.

Conall grabbed his phone and flipped through his contact list. So many females he could invite over. Their warmth could satiate him for the time being. It was wrong, he knew it deep inside himself. The constant physical nature of his relationships was slowly killing him inside. No romance had ever existed between him and these women. No sense of oneness when they fucked. Only emptiness existed after the brief period of exertion. A small release from the stress which always seemed to return. It was tiring. This time there was no escape, no matter who he called. Nothing could fill the void tonight. Not the touch of another fur nor the release that accompanied sex. No passion meant that his encounter would still leave him with these feelings. No, he would not seek release tonight. He would lie there and surrender himself to these feelings. The knowledge that he had built this life for himself would be his companion tonight. It was time he faced this, maybe then he would finally be able to pursue a meaningful relationship with someone.

This all brought his mind to focus on one thing, Kathleen. She had seemed so happy when Flynn was here. The life in those green eyes warmed his soul, surprising since he was not usually the type to care about what others were feeling. Honestly he knew the reason for these feelings. He and Kat had been hanging out more and more often as of late. The two shared the common bond of losing Flynn and Emrys which brought them closer together than anything else possibly could have. Conall knew getting close to Kat, falling for her, could be hazardous to the both of them. The collie sighed, these decisions were always the most difficult. To make them would mean the end to his own happiness. Better his than Flynn's. Flynn deserved this happiness. Flynn deserved this, and so much more.

Now was not the time for brooding. It was time to rest. With eyes shut and mind clear, he felt himself slowly taken into the comforting embrace of sleep. It was a relief that he felt himself doze so easily. A sweet momentary release from his own worries. The only place where he did not have to worry about feeling alone.

Flynn arrived just as the sun was setting. The collie was unsure whether he was happy or depressed. Everything he loved was back home, yet this place was quickly finding a place in his heart. The longer he spent here, the more he found himself calling it home. His room was comfortable, his own space where he knew no one would barge in. No random furs showering in his bathroom meant he had no reason to knock before entering anymore. Emrys was also a much more considerate roommate than Conall had been. Though his brother stayed in the poolhouse, it never stopped him from coming into Flynn's room for one reason or another. It annoyed him to no end and Flynn was overjoyed at knowing that even if Emrys had something important to say, he would at least knock.

Emrys sat in the living room, phone in hand. Flynn waved and gave the jindo a quick smile before taking his bag into his room. Once inside he hesitated as he closed the door. Emrys had been talking about something that had happened this morning. Was everything ok with his family? No... it was about something of a different nature it seemed. Someone had stayed overnight? Flynn crept closer to the door, only realizing his foolishness after hearing something about sex, and who the heck was Brandon? For his sake Flynn hoped it was not anyone close to being like Conall. The last thing the collie wanted was to see his friend hurt again. He would just have to make sure to watch this new interest very closely.

His bed was comforting, though after spending the night with Kat everything felt rather empty. Compared to her it all just felt cold, like her warmth was the only source of heat in existence. The two had gotten a miniscule amount of sleep over the past two nights. Being so far away for so long had made Kat rather eager to make up for lost time. The feline had ravaged him whenever she got the chance, even taking him from the shower to the bed without stopping to let him dry off. He chuckled as he thought of how fruitless it was to change the sheets after that, since they ended up sullying the clean sheets not 10 minutes after they were put on. The smell of sweat and sex still clung to the inside of his nostrils, forcing him to relive those moments of bliss as he sat alone in his room. He probably needed to catch a shower before bed. He had only had time to rinse off before he caught his plane home and he knew that anyone with a keen enough nose would be able to smell Kat on him. Of course it was at this moment that his roommate decided it was time to welcome him home.

Emrys knocked lightly before stepping through the open door. "Welcome back! How was the trip home?"

"It was good! Just difficult to have to leave everyone behind again..."

"Well cheer up! I mean you have me here right? I may not be able to replace Kat, but I am at least a better conversationalist than Conall right?" His laughter was infectious.

"You have a point... but enough about my trip. How about you? Anything interesting happen while I was away? I am sure you have at least one interesting tale from your time alone."

Emrys blushed at the question, quickly turning away in the hopes that Flynn would not notice. His mind flashed with images of Brandon and their night together. "Uh...no nothing really interesting. I just kind of hung out here! Cleaned a bit, washed some clothes, just tried to be at least a little productive!"

Flynn chuckled and rose, rummaging through his still packed luggage for a fresh change of clothes. "Well, that's good. I am sorry that you were all by yourself though. I promise that next time I'll bring Kat here! She would love to see you anyway!"

"That would be great! Though there is no need to be sorry. It is nice to get some alone time every now and then right? Besides you two needed your time together without having to worry about me! I am sure Kat kept you pretty busy while you were there!" His grin caused Flynn to release an embarrassed chuckle.

"Yeah, you could say that! Though I'm not sure I should she would approve of me talking about it."

"Kat? Oh please, that feline has shared more about your sex life than I care to recall. She even told me about that little thing you do with your..."

"Whoa! She wasn't supposed to tell anyone that! How long have you two been discussing this?"

"Long enough!"

Flynn sighed heavily, His face was hot with embarrassment and he was sure that even his fur should be red at this point. "Well... you are my best friend, so I can't really be upset. I never like keeping anything from you."

Emrys lay back, "Correction, you CAN'T keep anything from me. I know you too well Flynn. I can always tell when you're keeping something from me. You get fidgety and you twiddle your thumbs when you are lying."

"What? I do not!" Emrys angled his stony gaze at him. He never could argue with the jindo, usually because he was right. "I need to get a shower."

"Yeah you do... I can smell Kat on you..."

Flynn blushed and hurried through the doorway, stopping just before shutting the bathroom door behind him. "By the way... I hope I get to meet this Brandon soon. He has to get my approval before you two get too serious.

Emrys was at a loss. Did Flynn just catch him off-guard? How much had he heard? The door closed before he could come up with a retort. This would become complicated if he did not introduce the two. Flynn could be protective and though he wasn't the buffest guy on the block, he could be very threatening when he wanted to be. Conall used to say that his little brother was the only fur he had ever been nervous around. Flynn was not loud when he was angry, not brash or violent. He was the quiet sort that never made threats that he would not carry out. He was not prone to violence, but when it came to his friends there was no end to the lengths he would go to protect them. The added fact that Flynn had been practicing martial arts since he was a pup means he has always been able to hold his own. Emrys had to make sure that the two met in the proper setting. Brandon had promise and the jindo was not about to lose this opportunity due two those two not getting along. His only concern now was when to bring him over.

The heat was comforting. An embrace that relieved his troubles and soothed his aches. Old injuries seemed to never quite heal perfectly. His body had been through a lot over the course of his short lifetime. He has injured everything from the tips of his ears to the tip of his tail. Training back home had made sure his body did not go unpunished at one time or another. His forepaws had grown callused from the constant abuse, his hindpaws numb in places. It was the price of hard work that he paid willingly. Every morning he trained before class. Taking off only those days in which he was forced to by other obligations. His morning had been one of those times. Missing always left him feeling a bit empty, even though Kat was the reason. It was the only reason for missing that he enjoyed, but he never failed to make up the work as soon as he got the chance.

His mind was a torrent of questions. Emrys had never been one to hide things from him. He had to admit he could not be upset seeing as he kept facts about his relationship a secret, obviously in vain. This, however, bothered him more than he thought it should. Emrys had a knack for choosing guys that were no good for him. He deserved to have a fur that would take the time to make sure the jindo was happy. His happiness should always be a priority. Flynn put Kat's happiness before his own, so why could no one do the same for Emrys?

The bigger question was why Emrys was hiding the fact that he met someone. Even if this was a one night stand, Flynn would not judge him. The questions ate at him, and he knew he must take measures to calm himself.

He breathed in deeply, focusing his thoughts and finding his center. He could feel his Qi gathering, he let it flow within him as he continued to breath. This was his happy place, this was his calm. Nothing could move him, nothing could penetrate this peace. The collie opened his eyes slowly. All troubles had dissolved into a void outside of his body. He was one with himself. It was time to face the real world once more.

Emrys was still in his room when the collie emerged. The jindo was sound asleep, Flynn had obviously taken longer than he had previously suspected. Reaching down, a thought stopped his forepaw from waking the sleeping canine. There was no reason to bother his friend. There was obviously enough troubling him that he still wanted to talk. The fact that sleep had come so quickly meant deprivation could be a factor. Flynn carefully grabbed a pillow and an extra blanket and laid them both on the floor. Tomorrow was a holiday, meaning no school to worry with. If he was unable to sleep tonight, he would make up for it tomorrow. For now, he was more than happy to give up his bed for a night. The collie fell asleep to the sight of the turning ceiling fan, and the sound of peaceful slumber.