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The next morning was spent curled up with him, partaking in watching more movies. I left a few hours later, leaving him with a kiss, elated to set up inside my new flat and reflect upon the night's events. He raced in and out of my mind for the next two days, especially when I convinced myself to watch a beautiful romance movie, alone. At the sweetest, most adorable part, there was a knock at my door. My Enslaver and Erik. I looked right past Gerry to where my flawless Adonis stood, in the background, my heart catching at my throat. They were there to rescue me away to Buqet's, for a night of banter and companionship. My mind went haywire as I sat behind Erik, craving his touch, repulsed by the meager attentions of my Master. Upon arriving, I was told to read a short book that everyone else there had deigned entertaining. Of course, with my luck, it was on the table near where he sat. Once I had gathered what little courage I possess, I went over and sat next to him, flipping pages for a few hours, only ever reading one thing. I drank in the intoxicating, familiar scent of him, with visions of steamy romance and midnight promises of love expanding in my mind. After a while I grew bored, so I asked him if he'd be willing to take me home. He obliged. I sat in the car, blushing, grinning, and fiddling with my tail. He smiled at me, showing off his gorgeous teeth.

"Why so quiet?"

"I'm shy..."

"You weren't shy before..."

"Well yes, but... At the risk of sounding like a girl... I can't look at you without wanting to kiss you." I glanced at him from the corner of my eye, and his smile nearly moved me to tears.

"Do you wanna talk about it?"

"Yes... I just... It's been so long since I've felt like a woman and not an object..."

"Well, I think of you as a PERSON," he said with a grin. I smiled and corrected myself.

When we arrived at my house, I invited him in under the pretense of continuing our discussion. In all reality, I simply wanted to see if he'd allow me to kiss him again. My lips longed to caress his neck, and it was hard to control myself in his vehicle. He was willing to boost me through my bedroom window, as I had left my key inside before leaving. I was surprised at how strong he was, able to support me without faltering... Wait, Araea, just wait... I rushed to the door to let him in. Navigating us safely through the darkened halls, I led him to my messy room. Immediately I was upon him, kissing him, craving his approval... Much to my delight, he kissed back, so tender, so warm... I wrapped my arms around him and took him to the bed, basking in the rhythmic beating of his heart. We lay curled like that, my face buried in his chest, and we began to talk.

"I'm not sure I can be what you want me to be. I care about you, a lot, and I don't want to hurt you." Much to my surprise, my brain happened to take control at that moment.

"I want your friendship, your companionship, with stolen kisses and secret trysts. Nothing more. I mean, I love Gerry. I'm very unhappy with him, but I still care. I don't want to hurt him. I know how you feel about women. But... I need this. We need this. Let's keep things the way they are." He smiled and agreed.

"Alright. Friends and companions, with, as you poetically put it, stolen kisses and secret trysts." I climbed on top of him and kissed him, brushing my fingers against his soft neck. Surprisingly, he placed his hands on my hips and arched up against me. Suppressing a giggle, I rubbed back, grinning as I gazed into his eyes. What have I done right? Please, God, don't let this end...

"Mmm. You should stop that, since we can't do anything about this..."

"Oh, but we can... I can help you."

"But I can't do anything for you..." I grinned down at him slyly, heart racing.

"You don't need to." To help him understand, I darted my eyes to the paw resting near his fair hair. With a low chuckle, he kissed me.

"Technically, you don't have to do anything either."

"I enjoy it," I smiled as his curious paws found their way to the hook of my bra. For a brief moment he fumbled, struggling to unclasp it. I giggled.

"Here, allow me." I discarded my top and removed the irksome undergarment.

"There was a time I could do that with one hand."

"You're just out of practice. We'll get you back to that point." The feel of his claws on my large breasts thrilled me to the core. Gently, reassuringly, he ran his paws over every inch of their supple curves, tweaking my nipples and tracing designs into my coat. Ecstasy after the abuse of my Enslaver I was accustomed to. Allowing my paws to travel the length of his torso, I sent my awareness to focus on his breathing. Very carefully, I undid his belt. Here, I began to grow nervous. Whenever I was with a new male, I was always afraid of my abilities. Normally I am highly praised, even for my lack of partners, but of course every male likes something different. Learning how to make them moan is always fun, however.

"So, tell me, was it good?" he asked as I slipped his jeans and boxers down around his hips.

"Oh, yes, very."

"To be honest... I was worried. That was my first time in a while..." I felt pride swell within my ample breast at this deep admission. Me? Why me? What have I done to deserve this gift, Anubis? I prayed silently as I bent to run my tongue over his inner thigh. Carefully, I allowed my digits to trace their way along his erect shaft, savoring the smoothness of his skin, following the contours of his head, pleased to be dealing with someone circumcised for the first time in over a year and a half. Ever so gently, I lowered my muzzle and ran my tongue over his testicles teasingly, covering every inch of them. His moans drove me wild. Wrapping a paw around his length playfully, I carefully slipped his balls into my mouth and began to suck softly. Beneath me, I felt his back arch in pleasure. Making sure to dart my tongue, I began to rub his eager cock with one paw and drag my claws along his thigh with the other. As his breathing increased, so did my speed and my tongue. I slipped him out of my mouth and wrapped my lips around his head. I traced my tongue around the veins in his member, and slowly began to bob my head. To my relief, he didn't watch me- I didn't want him to see my nerves. His tail wound its way around his leg as his muscles clenched. Cradling his balls in my paw, I lowered myself and took all his length in my throat and began to tighten around it. Obvious pleasure held him in thrall as pleasant sighs escaped his lips. Eagerly he began to thrust, forcing himself inside my tightened throat, holding my head down with a firm paw. I gleaned what breath I could when his masterful cock allowed, ignoring the pain in my jaw and focusing on his moans, sucking and lick and massaging, switching between my mouth and my paw when my jaw began to ache, until- with a gasp, he came. I nearly missed it(as it was, I caught a small bit on my face). Quickly I took his cock back in my mouth and felt the familiar pulsing of his erection against my lips, smiling to myself as his stream filled my throat. Warm and thick, I swallowed eagerly, the perfect reward for a job well done. He tasted... good. Sweet. Not like the disgusting, sour taste I had gotten used to from my Master. I flushed as I crawled up next to him and laid my head upon his racing heart.

Cuddling up to him, everything in my world felt perfect. Confusion writhed around my mind, a mind pregnant with questions I dare not ask. So, instead, I simply relaxed with Erik. He smiled and kissed me, and I found myself thinking of his tongue stud... Oh, no he'd never use that on me, I'm well aware of that... but it doesn't stop my from dreaming. Before too long I knew he'd have to be returning to Mssr. Buqet's. We musn't let the other males of the pack wonder too long what was holding him up. I for one knew my Master would assume the truth, and I could not deal with his wrath. After Erik had wormed back into his pants, I straddled him and looked down into his beautiful blue eyes. My heart began to race as he smiled up at me. Playfully I sat down next to him, awaiting the bitter admission that soon he must leave.

"I'll tell them I ran over to the market."

"Alright. I'll see you out, then." First things first, I wriggled into a t-shirt. I took his paw and led him to the door, shaky on my legs and hoping our secret was still safe. At the door, he turned to face me. I held my breath. With a dexterous claw, he traced the single white stripe down my snout with a playful grin, lifted my chin to bring about eye contact, and kissed me deeply. Used to his gentle kisses, this startled me a bit but I loved it more for its randomness. I threw my arms around him and held him for a moment, loathe to let go, fearing that at any given time I might wake up, or perhaps he would find someone else... Then we parted. I watched from the doorway as he walked to his car, content, letting the October breeze stir my fur. After a few moments I retired to my bedroom to dream.