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Chapter 21

Theo awoke with Roan beside him. Sunlight was streaming in buttery beams through the open window and birds were singing. It was another beautiful blue day in the sun village.

It was their wedding day.

Theo had spent the week longing for this moment . . . and secretly agonizing. Roan had no idea how good he'd become, but Hukida had taught him to give head . . . and had taught him well. When before Theo had always felt confident and in control when pleasing Roan, now he felt as if Roan had surpassed him. Roan could now do things with his tongue and fingers that Theo could only dream of. He wanted to make Roan just as happy on their wedding night. He wanted him to melt like butter.

Theo lay there, smiling as he watched his sleeping lover. Roan was lying with his cheek on the pillows and his mouth was slightly open. One of his arms hugged another pillow to the hard, slender body Theo loved so much to hold. His black fur was almost glossy in the sunlight, and the fluffy smell made Theo smile. He scooted closer and kissed Roan's cheek, then caressed it with the back of his fingers. Roan's long lashes fluttered and he smiled in his sleep.

Suddenly very content, Theo put his arms behind his head and stared out the window. How many times had he longed for this? Dreamt of it? When he was a boy living in the summer village, he had never thought it was possible, Roan in his bed, Roan in his arms.

Theo still remembered the first time he saw Roan. They had been six years old, and it was fall - the fall right before Kilyan and Keeno left the village only to return home with Yuri. Sade - a male who did not have many friends for his solemn and aloof temperament - had made friends with Kilyan while the two were on patrol together. On their day off, Sade and Kilyan decided to share a pipe at the great pavilion, and they brought their sons. They shooed the boys and encouraged them to run off and play. Theo hadn't been able to move: he was too busy staring at Roan.

Roan had been perfect even then, with his dreamy green eyes and smooth black fur. His fur had been very soft when a pup, incredibly soft, and covered in little white flecks that Theo immediately wanted to poke for his fascination.

Big Zane playfully shoved Theo, forcing him from his thoughts. The two of them started to wrestle, but it was Roan who Theo wanted to wrestle with.

The pups soon began to chase each other. Zane was slow, but Roan was incredibly fast. Theo and Zane tried to catch him. Theo wanted to catch Roan so he could pin him down, get his full attention. But Zane decided he was going to chase Theo. Theo dodged him easily, and they circled, breathless and giggling.

"I gotcha, I gotcha!" Zane cried, his shrill voice ringing across the patches of tall green grass.

It was a bright day, and other little pups were running back and forth in the sunlight. Some of them had kites, others were being carried on their parents' shoulders. Two little females were playing a paw game as they faced each other in the grass, but seeing Theo, Roan, and Zane, their mother pulled them up and took them farther away.

"Nuh uh," Theo shouted back at Zane. "I'm too fast!" He easily dodged when big Zane made a grab for him.

Roan giggled behind a small paw and looked at Theo fondly with his dreamy eyes. "Zane's too big and slow for Tag. He always loses."

"Do not!" wailed a disgruntled Zane.

Roan stuck out his tongue at his brother. "Do so! 'Specially when Enya plays."

"Who is Enya?" Theo asked curiously and his ears pricked forward.

"No one," Zane said at once and rolled his eyes. "Our stupid-oopid cousin. Don't worry about her."

"What should we play then," Theo said, looking at Roan.

Roan bit his lip and swayed shyly. "How 'bout . . . Hide and Seek?"

Theo laughed. "Isn't Zane too big for that too?"

"Am not!" Zane cried, more than annoyed now. He shoved Theo.

Theo tripped but kept his balance. He was surprised when Roan instantly became furious. He scowled at his brother. "Leave him alone!" he shouted and shoved Zane hard in the chest.

Zane fell on his tail - so hard that tears started to his pale gray eyes. He bit his lip angrily and glared at Roan - then abruptly tackled him. Theo watched in dismay as Roan and Zane rolled through the grass, scratching, biting, and growling shrilly. Kilyan leapt up with a shout and ran to his sons. Theo backed away as Kilyan grabbed the boys by their heads and forced them apart. He couldn't believe it when Roan kept trying to get at Zane.

Sade came up and stood beside Theo, chuckling. "Don't worry, son," he said, ruffling Theo on the mane. "According to Kilyan, his boys are always fighting. Aren't you glad you don't have a brother?"

Theo glanced at his father fondly, but he couldn't tear his eyes away from Roan for very long: Roan was livid. And he didn't seem to care that he was scrawny and skinny compared to his taller brother. With his face twisted angrily, he strained to get from Kilyan's grasp. Theo couldn't believe it when he realized Zane was actually sobbing.

"Roan - stop! Stop now!" Kilyan warned, shaking his son a little by the arm.

Roan's chest heaved and he fell still. "He shoved him, Daddy!" he protested. "It wasn't a play shove. It was a real shove."

Kilyan looked at Zane. "Is that true, son?"

Zane sniffled and glanced at his father sheepishly. His gray face was stained with tears. "Yes, Daddy . . ."

"Then you will apologize to Theo," Kilyan said, "and you will do pushups until I say to stop." He looked at Roan. "And you will apologize to your brother - and you will do pushups until I say to stop," he added the last part over Roan's cry of protest.

"Yes, Father . . ." the boys moaned in unison.

Kilyan released his sons and stepped back, watching with his arms folded as Zane shuffled over to Theo and apologized. Theo was surprised when Zane actually hugged him: he had never expected such affection from the big boy. Then Roan shuffled to Zane with his head bowed, and after hesitating, he kissed his brother on the cheek. They got down and started doing pushups. Satisfied, Kilyan returned to his seat and took up the pipe again. Sade followed.

"That's right," Sade said as he and Kilyan started smoking again. "Have got to be firm with boys, start them early. My Theo can already shoot a bow like it's part of his damn arm."

Theo heard Roan and Zane's father sigh wearily. "I dread the day," he said, passing the pipe, "when Lea or Ohana ask for another pup. Ohana seems content enough with Zane, but Lea loves children . . ."

"You're lucky. My wife refuses to have more. Doesn't want to lose her figure."

Kilyan laughed.

Glancing back at the adults, Theo drew closer to Roan and Zane, who were still doing pushups.

"Five . . ." Roan and Zane moaned in unison. "Six . . ."

Theo's ears flattened. "Sorry you're both in trouble for me."

"Not . . . your fault," Zane panted.

"Zane's . . . an idiot," Roan added breathlessly.

Zane scowled. "Shuddap! I'll tell Daddy!"

The boys paused on their knees and glared at each other.

"Next time we play," Theo said quickly -- to stop the inevitable fight - "we can get sticks and play swords. They have swords in other villages."

Roan looked at Theo with his soft green eyes. "Our daddies like each other. I bet we'll play all the time!" he said happily.

I hope we'll play everyday! Theo thought breathlessly.

"We can wrestle," Zane said, looking apprehensive. "But not swords. Cuz if we play swords, we could get splinters --"

"Don't be ah puppy," Roan said, rolling his eyes.

Zane scowled and shoved Roan in the shoulder. Roan scowled and shoved him back. Zane tackled him . . . and they started fighting all over again. Kilyan ran over to stop the second fight, and this time, Sade helped him. Theo stared at Roan as the scuffling continued . . . stared at his green eyes and sighed when they fired angrily. And that was it. He was hooked.

"Mm," moaned present-day Roan. His long lashes fluttered as he came awake. He smiled to see Theo lying on his back with his arms behind his head. "Mm . . . what has you so smug?" He leaned over and they kissed.

"Marrying the most beautiful male in the world," Theo answered.

Roan squeezed his eyes shut and laughed.

Theo licked his lips, still lying on his back as he watched Roan sit up and stretch. His lover's black mane was loose, and he smoothed his paw down it, smoothed his fingers down the tight muscles of Roan's back. Roan turned to look at the window, and Theo saw his long lashes blinking around the side of his mane.

"It's morning," he said with a sigh. "And the mayhem begins."

Theo laughed. He knew exactly what Roan meant: there would be a scramble as everyone hurried to get dressed, hurried to get to the balcony, hurried to get everything in place for the ceremony. Julyan was in charge of the catering and would be a nervous wreck trying to have the food delivered - and then placed decoratively on the tables. No doubt he had spent all night with Mora and Aliona, cooking up the last dishes of the sumptuous feast for the celebrations.

Ceara had volunteered to help Zalia, Lea, and Ohana dress up Enya and Yuri. Meanwhile, Roan was supposed to see Kel and Zaldon, and Theo was supposed to see Loryn and Sade. The couples were not to see each other until the ceremony took place. Yuri and Enya would be kept apart, as would Roan and Theo. Then they would meet under the arch on the great balcony and exchange their rings. And with that, their new lives would begin.

Until the ceremony had started, it would be a hectic day, and Roan and Theo would not have a moment's peace until their wedding night. Theo knew that if he wanted to learn to make Roan melt, today was his last chance.

"Did they really get the rings this time?" Roan wondered wearily.

Looking at Roan's slender body, Theo felt the blood rushing to his groin. Roan was too distracted to notice the tent being pitched behind him. Theo reached for his lover's back, but Roan rose from the bed, and he only managed to just miss grabbing his tail.

"Enya promised that she would make Zane do it," Roan went on. He scowled, his back to Theo. "Ah, but I know Zane. He'll forget." He went to the window. "He's probably already drunk!"

Theo sat up and swung his legs over the side of the bed. "This early in the morning?" he said, laughing weakly.

"I wouldn't put it past him," Roan returned, and Theo heard him rummaging in the closet.

Theo stared at his brown cock, willing it to go down. It started to soften and he breathed deeply, listening to Roan's movements in the room behind him. He glanced over his shoulder and laughed lightly: and Roan was_still_ oblivious. His lover was slipping on his talisman, brushing his long mane at the table, and hadn't a clue that Theo was suffering. It was just like when they were younger, still living at home in the summer village.

The first embarrassing hard-on was at twelve, when Theo, Sade, and Amrosa came to Roan's for supper. Roan hugged him farewell, and after Theo and his parents had left . . . he got hard in the street. His mother had been horrified and his father had actually laughed at him. Luckily at the time, two pretty young females had been passing with their parents, and Theo's mother and father assumed they were the cause for his sudden passion.

Such strokes of luck saved Theo when other embarrassing hard-ons occurred, but there was no such excuse when it happened during training sessions. They would often find themselves training under Loryn, who - having always wanted a son - often volunteered for the job. They would train to fight, wrestling in the hot afternoon sun just outside the village walls and near the northern gate.

It was seldom that Theo and Roan were paired together during such sessions. Roan always preferred his brother over anyone else, and so more often than not, Theo found himself watching with longing as Zane pinned his brother down. Loryn would sometimes mix the boys up, forcing them to take new partners after having explained that a new partner would keep them on their toes.

Theo was more than eager to approach Roan, and Roan seemed happy to pair up with him. Thirteen years old, they got down in the grass. Theo watched with quiet hunger as Roan got on paws and knees and obliviously pointed his hard ass, balls, and swinging dick at him. Theo gulped as Roan waited and he couldn't think or move: all the blood was rushing to his other head.

"What are you waiting for, Theo?" laughed Loryn.

Theo blinked and looked around: everyone else was in starting position.

Loryn winked. "_Mount_him."

Theo knew he'd turned beet red when Loryn laughed again. He eased down on Roan and carefully placed his arms around him. His soft cock brushed Roan's backside and thighs, and he thought he saw the hint of a blush on Roan's dark cheek. Roan's arms trembled a little. Theo closed his eyes and discreetly sniffed him. He was so soft, so sweet smelling. His scent had always been fluffy . . . like a female.

"Theo . . ." Roan whispered.

Theo's ears pricked forward: Roan sounded nervous. Perhaps frightened.

"Am I holding you too hard?"

Theo was glad when he saw Roan's cheek bulge in a smile around the side of his mane. "No," he assured him. "It's just . . . I only ever wrestle with Zane. I . . ."

"I'll be gentle," Theo whispered in his ear.

Roan's lashes fluttered. "N-No," he said nervously. "Don't let me win! Just . . . be nice when I lose."

Theo laughed. "Alright."

"Begin!" Loryn barked, and with a serious frown, he began pacing among the boys as they immediately began to wrestle. "No, Lekay, what are you doing? You'll never win a fight like that - Here, stand up . . ."

The other boys were wrestling, but Theo hadn't moved. He could feel his cock stiffening and was suddenly terrified. If Roan saw his arousal, he didn't know what he'd do. He grimaced and grunted in Roan's ear, "Uh . . . a-ah!" His dick hardened, thick and strong.

Theo was eternally grateful when Roan didn't seem to notice what had happened on top of him. Taking Theo by surprise, he grabbed his arm and pulled him down. Without pausing, he went down with Theo and locked him in a chokehold. Theo scrambled to get free in a sudden panic: they were both on their backs, and everyone would be able to see his hard-on if they only looked. But, god, Roan's body felt so good against his. He was warm and slender and cloaked in soft black fur. His hot cock kept slapping Theo's ass, which was doing nothing to improve his humiliating situation.

"Grrr," Roan growled in Theo's ear. "Grrrr! You give up? I got you!"

_You got me, alright,_Theo thought helplessly. "Roan . . . let go - please!" he sputtered. If Roan didn't let go, he was going to _erupt._And then there would be no hiding his arousal: everyone would see the cum.

Roan didn't let go, however. Triumphant, he locked his arm tighter around Theo, his breath hot on the side of Theo's face. Theo twisted and scrambled to get away, his hard dick flapping everywhere. Roan held on. They tumbled through the dirt and Theo found himself on his face. He was silently relieved: at least no one could see his dick now. Roan was on top of him, and he could feel his soft cock still slapping his ass, the press of his muscles, the heat of his breath. Theo shivered all over. So this was what it was like to have a male on top . . .

Theo grimaced. Something was happening to his cock. "Ah . . ."

"Grr!" Roan growled. "You give up? Surrender!"

I surrender. Completely . . . Theo frowned with pleasure. "Ah . . ." His dark eyes widened and stared, unseeing. "A-Ahhhhhh!" He squirted.

"Hey, hey!" Loryn scolded. "Zane - stoppit, goddammit!"

Theo glanced over and saw Loryn running toward a violent scuffle. Zane and his partner's wrestling match had gone from a harmless training session to a real fight. Theo's mouth fell open when Zane slammed the other boy's face in the dirt. He was screaming something about Mora, and the other boy was screaming about Nyssa. Loryn ran to stop them as the other boys gathered round, shouting and laughing and waving their paws. Other instructors from other groups ran over to help Loryn.

"Uh oh," Roan muttered and let Theo go. He scrambled up and ran to toward the scuffle without looking back.

Breathless and burning with desire, Theo dragged himself up and massaged his throat. His cock was soft, but he was horrified to see the watery cum on his belly. Panicking, he grabbed pawfuls of grass and wiped the cum away, then smeared himself with dirt to hide what he couldn't get off.

By the time Theo was finished hiding the stains, Loryn and the other instructors had managed to break apart the fight. Even at thirteen, big Zane had needed two males to get him off the other boy. He stood with a bloody lip, glowering at his wrestling partner. The other boy stood just as angry - but far more bloody.

". . . lost your damn minds!" Loryn was scolding.

"What the hell was this about?" demanded another instructor.

The boy started to yell insults. Zane yelled them back. Loryn yelled at them both - then the other instructors joined in until it was an uproar.

Theo saw Roan returning to him and pushed his mane back, blushing all over.

"My idiot brother," Roan said, offering his paw to Theo.

Theo allowed Roan to help him up. He jerked his head at the crowd, hoping to distract Roan from his cum-and-dirt smeared belly. "What happened?"

Roan rolled his eyes. "You know those girls always following me and Zane around?"

"Mora."

"And Nyssa," Roan said, nodding. "Well, that kid - Ahanu - said something about fingering Mora out by the spring! They're like sisters to us. I would have hit him too." Raon's face darkened.

Theo was relieved to hear Roan only viewed Mora and Nyssa as sisters. He had feared for the longest time . . . His face darkened. But there was still that damn Yuri. Yuri - who hardly knew Roan was alive!

Roan frowned. "Did I hurt you?"

"Wha . . .? Oh . . ." Theo glanced at his belly and held down a blush. "No, I'm alright."

Roan grinned. "Who knew I'd beat you!"

"Fancy that," Theo said weakly.

Roan clapped him on the shoulder, then went back to the arguing crowd - completely oblivious to the fact that he'd just given Theo his first orgasm.

"Zane will behave," present-day Theo said. "He promised me." He was still sitting on the edge of the bed and watched with a little smile as Roan came to him. He took Roan's hips and happily kissed his belly, dropping his forehead against it when Roan smoothed a paw through his mane.

"I won't get to see you until sundown," Roan complained sullenly. He continued stroking Theo's mane and smiled when his lover kissed his belly again. "They'll keep us apart all day. Zaldon and Grandpa are making me come to them at Ceara's house. That's where they're keeping Yuri too."

Theo bowed his head against Roan's belly and was glad he could not see his scowl. He didn't like the idea of Roan being anywhere near Yuri. He and Enya had gotten together and speculated, and both had come to the conclusion that Yuri and Roan had had sex. They then spent a year suspiciously eying their lovers and keeping them apart -- though Yuri and Roan seemed so awkward and fumbling around each other, Theo knew they were too guilty to even look at each other, let alone have sex again. Still. The very thought of Roan off with Yuri - who he had silently competed with for years to get Roan's attention - sent an angry shiver through Theo.

"Theo," Roan moaned, as if he had guessed at Theo's anger.

Theo silently cursed himself when he realized his back had tensed. He hugged Roan's waist and closed his eyes, pressing his cheek against that hard, rippling belly. Roan continued to massage his scalp with careful fingers.

"Yuri is like a sister to me now. I've said it over and over. How many times . . ."

"I just want to make sure you're mine and only mine. After today, there will be no more . . . _Hukida_incidents."

"I promise," Roan moaned, frowning. "How many times can I say I'm sorry?"

"I know, baby. Don't apologize anymore." Theo laughed sadly. "It's not like I didn't fuck Enya."

Roan stiffened. "You what!"

Theo glanced up: Roan's green eyes were somewhere between incredulity and fury. He bit his lip, wishing he hadn't said anything: the last thing they needed was to fight on their wedding day.

"Well . . . I _was_married to her," Theo said, shrugging guiltily.

Roan scowled. "You hypocrite!"

"Roan . . ." Theo moaned. He buried his face in the hard muscles of Roan's belly and hugged him tighter.

"Here I am," Roan went on, "feeling like shit because I cheated on you twice - and you've had sex with my cousin!"

"Mm . . . Roan . . ." Theo started kissing his lover's belly again. "I love when your stomach tightens up . . . when you get mad . . ."

"Theo! I'm tr-trying to have a serious conversation!" Roan cried, sputtering when Theo's kisses found his cock. He frowned with pleasure. "Th-Theo!"

"Oh, baby . . . you smell so good . . ." Hugging Roan's waist tight, Theo bowed his head and flared his nostrils against Roan's stiffening cock, his heavy balls. He licked the head of his cock lightly. "And you taste . . ." He closed his mouth on him.

Roan's head fell back. "Oh . . . oh, Theo," he breathed, curling his fingers hard in Theo's mane.

"Mm . . . mm, baby. Mm . . . that's it, choke me. . ."

"Theo . . .ah!"

Theo sucked Roan until he erupted. He swallowed, and as Roan sagged down into his lap, he put his arm around him and silently wondered if Roan had enjoyed it as much as he seemed to. He frowned, thinking with sudden rage of Hukida - Hukida, who had probably sucked Roan's dick far better than Theo ever could. There had to be someone more experienced than Hukida who could teach him, make him a master in the sack! And then he'd show Roan who was the better lover!

"Th-Theo," Roan panted, dropping his head on Theo's shoulder. "You aren't careful, I'll be too tired for our wedding night!"

Theo laughed. "Damn straight. Save your energy, babe. You'll need it."

Roan blushed furiously.

"Now give me a kiss and let's be on our way. We've got a big day ahead of us."

Roan's eyes softened. He smiled at Theo, and they kissed.