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Chapter Four

Marcus and I walked out of the movie theater laughing our tails off. I still don't know the name of the movie that we just saw, but whatever it was, it was good! "So what'd you think?" He asked, still chuckling from the ending of the movie.

"It was really funny," I said, swaying my tail from side to side, being sure to brush my tail against his leg. I pretended like I didn't notice, but I could tell that he was actually enjoying it; his own blunt tail was occasionally genially slapping against my lower side and rear. A bold move, but cute. "I liked the part where James's mom suddenly shows up at his apartment." That was a funny part in the movie, but the other reason why I liked it was because that's when Marcus rested his hand on mine. That was the first big move he made, and now our tails are 'fighting', yet both of us refuse to acknowledge the obvious attraction we have towards each other. I had a reason why I didn't come on too strong with him; I thought that he had someone else, though it was only a hunch due from his good looks. But why he waited until now was beyond me. Maybe it was just because of the night, for some reason, some people act a little differently during the night, and maybe Marcus was one of those people.

"Yeah," He laughed. "That was a good part." He was quiet, probably thinking about something. His tail stopped hitting me, so I took that as a sign to stop my playfulness as well. We walked on a few more feet before he suddenly grabbed me by the arms and pulled me into a surprise kiss. His lips were warm, but I hardly paid attention to that as I felt something even warmer and soft brush against my tongue and the roof of my mouth. I wasn't really sure what I was doing, but I felt my body slowly loose the tenseness that I hadn't realized I'd accumulated and tried to mimic his actions; plunging my tongue into his muzzle.

I've never been kissed before. Ever. Hell, even a peck on the cheek was as rare as seeing mars with the naked eye, so this was a whole new concept to me... no, this was more like a whole new planet that was three time's bigger than the earth and I didn't even know where to begin to go. Normally, I'd hate the feeling of being lost and alone, but this was different, I felt like I actually wanted to be here.

Marcus eventually pulled away, and suddenly I felt how chilly it actually was. We just stood there, looking at each other awkwardly, like neither one of us knew what to do. God I hate feeling so helpless, but at the same time, I've wanted to feel this helpless... weird...

The wolf's ear flicked and he looked around nervously. He scratched his neck and then looked down while his fingers tapped his leg and tail twitched behind him. I remember the last time he looked like this; he was like this right before he asked if I would go to his mother's house because she invited me over (sure, it may not seem like a big deal, but bringing someone home to your mom is harder than you think). "Hey uh," he started. "My apartment isn't too far from here, i-if you wanna come over for the n-night...?"

I smiled. Oh god I wanted to say yes, I was so very close to saying yes, but I knew I couldn't. "Oh, I really want to-," he already looked down in a little disappointment. "But if my grandmother finds out that I didn't come home, she'll have more than a cow, she'll have a whole heard..." He nodded in understanding. "But, if we're really quiet, you can sleep in my bed tonight." I hardly registered what I was saying. The thought just crossed my mind and went straight to my mouth, bypassing the logical reasoning department.

He looked at me and his tail started to wag. Ohhhhhhh what was I saying?! Damn it, I never say things without thinking! I always play scenarios out in my mind first before I ever act, what the hell is wrong with me! Ugh, well, it's too late to take back what I said now...

"But only if we're super quiet!" I said. "My aunt's gone at work, my step uncle is at his dad's house, my mom is on a business trip and my brother and sister are at my other aunt's house, so that leaves only Timothy, Madelyn and my grandmother (and the thirty dogs)." I sighed, I can't believe that I was doing this. "It's already pretty late, and my grandma's already in bed, which means that the dogs are all put away and should be sleeping as well. Oh, and my great grandmother should be passed out too."

"How many people live in your house again?" he asked, tail still wagging.

"Way too many..." I mumbled.

~*~

Sneaking into the house was easy enough; my grandmother left the door unlocked, but all of the lights were turned out. Marcus held my hand as I lead him through the house and up the stairs. To the right was my mother and two brother's room, and on the left was my sister and my room. As soon as I closed the door behind us, Marcus lifted me from my feet and fell onto my bed. My room was small, so finding which bed was mine wasn't hard.

I giggled, though I tried to be as quiet as I could be; Timothy was just across the narrow hall and I didn't know if he was a heavy or light sleeper.

Marcus lifted my legs and pulled me into his groin before he pulled his shirt off. The light was dim, but thanks to the red fox in me, my eye's adjusted quickly to the darkness and I could see Marcus's exposed chest. Just by the sight of him made my heart and dick jump, which was getting harder and harder at a fast pace.

He leaned down and kissed me while I took advantage of my free hands to feel up and down his chest, sides and back. I've never touched anyone like this before. Hugs, that was the most I've touched someone. Sure, I put my arm around the one girlfriend I had, but that was about it. This, this was something new, real. That's what I kept telling myself; this is REAL! I'm not dreaming this is reality. That thought made my heart skip a few more beats.

Eventually, my hands drifted to the wolf's pants. By this time, I had lost complete control over my body, so everything I did was purely on instinct. I began to undo his pants, and I felt him working on mine. It tickled; his touch, it tickled wherever he touched me. That's why I never really like to be touch; I've super ticklish and I hate it. But, like everything else, and for the first time, I'm glad it tickled.

Before I knew it, both of our pants were off and he had somehow pulled my shirt off over my head. I was now lying on top of him, kissing him while his hand roamed down my back and under the waistband of my underwear. God, I've only dreamed of something like this happening, but never expected it to really happen. It felt good. Fuck, it felt so good.

His boxer's had already come off when he was pulling his pants down, leaving his quickly swelling sheath visible to my greedy eyes. I've seen other men naked before, but not this close and in person. I reached down and grabbed it in my hand. God, I couldn't even wrap my hand all of the way around just his sheath! It was as thick as a soda can and getting bigger and longer and wetter.

Mine had already reached its peak, which was probably only half the size of his. I wasn't "small", per se, but Marcus was just simply huge! Last dick I saw that was this thick was on a dragon twice Marcus's size, though the dragon was probably a bit bigger, I don't know, it was a porn video. Yes, I've seen porn before, I don't make a habit of watching it, but if I'm a little too stressed, I'll watch a few videos...

My underwear fell to the floor and I felt both of Marcus's hands grip my rear and his tip started to look for my entrance. That's when I started to get a little nervous. I'm still a virgin, so everything that I've done tonight was all new to me. I didn't know what to do. Sure, I've played with a few toys here and there, but they were all about as big as my dick, not a soda can.

His tip found the tender spot under my tail and I gasped. "Wait!" the word escaped my lips.

Marcus stopped immediately and looked at me with concern. "I didn't hurt you, did I?"

I shook my head. I was panting, shaking with excitement, and horny as hell, but... I couldn't do it... not yet anyways. "N-no, it's just, that, I-I've never-"

He pushed himself up onto his elbows, ears perked and tongue lolling out of the side of his muzzle as he panted. "You're a virgin?"

I nodded and rolled off from the wolf to lay next to him. He turned to his side, still propped on his elbow. Slowly, a smile began to creep onto his face. "What?" I asked.

"That's cute," He said, tail thumping on the bed behind him.

"What is?"

"That you're a virgin!" he said a little too loudly. I giggled and shushed him, almost forgetting myself that he wasn't supposed to be here. "Sorry," he whispered, laying down so that our noses touched before his large hand grabbed me by the waist and pulled me into his chest. "You take all the time you need, we don't have to do this tonight."

I felt bad. I brought him to my house, got all of his clothes off, got him hard and damn nearly got him in me, but my nerves intervened. Fuck, I wish I could have blown past that and just at least tried to take his dick, I've been waiting so long to lose my virginity and here I was having second thoughts! Ugh. Oh well, Marcus doesn't seem to mind.

"Doesn't mean we can't cuddle..." I whisper back to him as I turn in place. My bed wasn't very big, so movement was very limited, especially with someone as big as Marcus sharing it with me.

He pulled himself close to me and I could feel his chest on my back and his sheath under my tail. Damn it, that was making me hard again... Okay Boe, just don't think about that, enjoy the company, enjoy the company, enjoy the company...

~*~

"Boe," My grandmother's voice said, cutting into my dreamless slumber and waking me up. "You need to get downstairs and feed your dog. And then you need to clean your room, and make your bed, and you need to watch Timothy while I take my mom shopping (... again). C'mon, get up."

I groaned. Already I hated my morning. "You need to do this," I mocked under my breath when I heard my grandmother's footsteps disappear down the stairs. "You NEEDto do that, you NEED to clean your room, bleh bleh blah!" I hated it when she tells me what I "NEED" to do, when really, I don't. I'm old enough to say no when someone tells me to make my bed, or clean my room. Well, maybe I'm not quite old enough yet, but in just about five months (I think) I will be, and they're going to hate me when I start fighting back... good.

I looked around my room. Marcus must have left earlier thaan I thought, good thing too 'cause if my grandmother say him naked with me in my bed... oh I don't even want to think about it...

I picked up my phone and unlocked it to check facebook (like I normally do first thing in the morning) and saw that I got a text from the wolf-stud himself; Had to leave early cuz I have work to get ready for, srry I wasnt there to c u when u woke up :,( txt me when u get this, I wanna c u later 2day, if ur free?

I smiled, normally abbreviated text-talk annoyed the shit out of me, but when it came from Marcus, it actually looked kinda cute... got I sound like a fuckin' high school girl... Good morning Marc, how'd you sleep last night? I didn't thrash around too much did I?

I knew that I hardly moved in my sleep, a little bit, but not too much. Sometimes, when people move in their sleep, it irritates their bed partner and I wanted to know if Marcus was okay with it.

My phone vibrated as I hopped out of bed (without making it) and put on some clothes (without cleaning up the ones on the floor). I didn't wear anything too fancy, just some jeans and a red t-shirt. I put my glasses on my face and unlocked my phone to see Marcus's text; I slept like a rock & u were just fine bbJ

I was already down the stairs and in the living room when I was done readying the message. Timothy was sitting on one of the couches and watching this corny show called Boz or whatever. I started typing my next message; Good. What time do you work 'til?

Just as I sent the message, I saw my grandmother and great grandmother passing by with Madelyn following closely behind. Grandma stopped when she saw me and started telling me all the things that I "NEEDED" to do, but that's when all of her words go through one ear and out the other. I just nodded and hummed and I looked at pointless pictures on my phone to distract my eyes from my grandmother's. "Okay," she said, and the only word I really heard. With that tone she had meant that she was done with the list and that she was actually leaving. "Madelyn said that she wants to come with us so we're bringing her along."

"Good," I said, still looking at random pictures.

The older red fox shrugged and said "Whatever," before she turned and left.

As soon as I heard the door close, I pulled down a bar from the top of the screen on my phone to see Marcus's name with a preview of the text that he had sent me while my grandmother was lecturing me. I didn't read it while she was talking to me because I didn't want her seeing my conversation from the reflection in my glasses.

Im actually almost done, the message read. It was an actual wrk day, I had to just stop in and talk to the boss bout some shit thats goin around. U busy? Is it alright if I stop by when I get out?

I looked at the time that sat in the upper right corner of my screen; 11:09. Wow, was it already that time? I must have slept great to sleep in that long, normally the latest I sleep in till is 10:20 something or before. I'd have to be getting Timothy ready for his nap here soon after lunch. After that, I should be good for a little bit because he sleeps until two o'clock, but I can't let Marcus stay too long because my grandmother won't be out long. Great grandmother was eighty something years old, so a lot of walking around will drive out the complaining in her and then they'll come straight back. Thought, there might be the off chance that great grandmother will want to stop at Dairy Queen (her favorite place) and grab something to eat, and grandma will either call or text me to tell me to let the dogs outside when they're getting close to home... but then again, sometimes she doesn't let me know when they're coming home.

I opened a new text message. Let me know when you're on your way home so I can let the dogs out. I wrote and sent it to my grandmother.

It took a minute or two, but eventually she texted back saing "okay".

I went back to Marcus's text and began to reply. The house it practically empty, so I don't see why you can't stop by for a little while, but it can't be too long, idk when my grandmother will be coming back. I wrote and sent the message.

I turned up the volume on my phone so that it would audibly alert me when I receive texts and got up to go make Timothy some lunch. "Let me out I'm stuck in your pocket!" My phone said in a high pitched British voice. Alrighty J c u in like, fifteen minutes <3

~M~

*Earlier that morning...*

I yawned as I walked through the front door of my apartment. I hate getting up this early, but what I hated most was leaving Boe. He was so adorable while he slept, snored a little, but that was okay. I was just surprised that he slept through MY snoring... "Where were you last night?" a voice said behind me after I had closed my door. At first it kinda surprised me, but then when I saw Debbie, the feeling of shock was left with a feeling of irritation.

"What the hell are you doing here?" I said. I was going to ask how she got in when I remembered that I had given her a key to my apartment while were still dating. "Why are you here so early?"

Her arms were crossed as she sat on my couch, eyes narrow and ears dangling behind her head. "I've been here since last night. Apparently you didn't read the texts I sent you..."

So that's who was texting me while the movie was playing. When the movie was done I had completely forgotten to check who it was after I got caught up in the moment and decided to kiss Boe. "That doesn't give you the right to just come into my house (uninvited). Besides, I already told you that I was going to be busy last night, didn't I?" It was more of a statement than a question.

"Why couldn't you have rescheduled to spend time with me?" she said, unfolding her arms and standing up.

I walked past her and made my way for my room. "Believe it or not, Deb, my world doesn't revolve around you." I stopped at my bedroom door and looked over my shoulder to look at her. "Now will you _please_leave?" the please was a little forced, but it was too early to be dealing with her drama right now. Besides, I have to get to work here soon.

I walked into my room and pulled off my shirt as I walked over to my bathroom to take a shower. "What's her name?" Debbie said, standing in my doorway.

I scoffed. "And what makes you think I'm seeing another woman?" I wasn't lying, I'm not seeing another woman.

"You're ignoring my texts, you're gone all night long, and you're getting all defensive!" she said, counting her reasons on her fingers.

"I'm not defensive!" I said, well, yelled would be more accurate. Yeah, yeah, I know, I have a habit of getting loud when I'm upset, but so do most people. "I'm offended! You come into my apartment, question me about my personal life, and accuse me of fucking another woman!"

"This is a relationship, Marcus! You don't get a personal life!" she yelled back.

"Oh,I don't get a personal life, but you do? What about those four months were you would disappear every night, or not let me see your phone but demanded that you saw mine!" I waved my arms in emphasis and frustration.

"This isn't about ME, Marcus!" she said (yelled).

I laughed. "It's always about you, Deb. You and your low self-assurance, you and your insecurity and your nosiness! That whole reason we're even having this conversation is because of YOU!"

She was quiet this time, just simply looking at me with her angry eyes, and I did the same thing. "Fine..." she said eventually and turned on her heal. I watcher her leave my room and waited until I heard my front door slam shut.

"God. Fucking. Damn..." I said as I walked into my bathroom and slammed the door shut myself.