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After Party 13 â€" The Birthday

Warning â€" Smut. Handle with care. Do not ingest if under the age of 18. If more than

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Anyways, I apologize for my extreme lack of porn production for the last few weeks. School

has kept me busy, and a whole huge stinky pile of roommate issues consumed the rest of

my time. But now he is gone, so I can porn all I want to in the privacy of my own room.

YAY! So I present the long awaited next chapter of After Party! This is the longest one I

have written, and it should probably have been two separate chapters, but I couldn't find a

good place to cut it in half. I know that some of you are going to be mad at this chapter, but

tough cookies, because honestly without it, this whole thing would have ended two chapters

ago. Thank you to all of my devoted fans for sticking with me and my silliness, and don't

hate me for this chapter.

John opened his eyes. The light from outside was streaming into the room from a crack in

the curtains. He stretched a little and opened his muzzle wide with a silent yawn, looking

over at Allen. He was still sleeping, and had a little spot of drool on his pillow. He giggled

and looked at the cheetah's arm. It was a few months after the incident, and Allen had a

large scar across his upper arm. It had healed over, but the fur hadn't fully grown back

around the area, so the wound was still very noticeable.

John had just reached over to pet his mate when he woke up and glanced at the wolf.

"Happy Birthday, sweetie," John said to the waking cheetah.

Allen smiled and scooted forward to snuggle against the warm wolf. He buried his face in the

soft white chest and inhaled his mate's scent. He looked up and gave John a kiss.

"So, do you want breakfast in bed or something on your special day?" John asked the

grinning cheetah.

Allen thought about it and his grin turned sly as he disappeared under the sheets.

John looked under the sheet just in time to see John's tongue enter his sheath. John murred

in pleasure as the tip of his cock met the warm softness. His cock jumped to life and slowly

emerged and grew inside of Allen's short muzzle.

John grabbed at the sheets as his member filled the cheetah. He got harder and harder as

the cheetah's tongue worked its magic. When he finally reached his full length Allen

wrapped one of his paws around the girth and began sucking. John's cock pushed against

the back of Allen's throat as his paw gently caressed the rest.

"It's your birthday, shouldn't I be doing this," he paused to moan, "To you?"

Allen didn't answer as his mouth was full, but instead started massaging John's ass. His

fingers slowly moved lower, and graced the outside of John's pucker. He jumped at the

surprise and the finger roughly entered him. Allen poked around until he felt the right spot

and began gently pressing against John's prostrate. A spurt of pre flowed to the back of his

throat.

Allen looked up and watched the wolf's face relax in pleasure as he slid his muzzle down on

his enormous cock. The pulsating hot member slid deep inside of him as he felt the knot

press up against his lips. He pulled back up and went back down, letting the warm smooth

sides of his throat wrap around John's wolfhood. He continued sucking and pumping at the

cock as he watched his face tense up and his cock unleash a large searing load deep inside

of him, filling his stomach.

Allen pulled off and watched the slick cock slip back into John's sheath. He pulled his finger

out and crawled back up to his lover. His hard cock pressed against John's soft hip. He

looked down and watched as a string of pre connected the tip of his cock to his lover's fur.

He purred as he gently pressed the head of his cock into the soft fur making a little dark

patch. He looked into John's eyes and they locked into a kiss; John's tongue making its way

into his mouth. They broke the kiss when John felt a paw give a light squeeze to his balls.

"I didn't say I was done with you yet," Allen said, pushing John onto his back and straddling

his stomach.

He scooted back until his warm soft bottom rubbed against John's oversized sheath. He

thrust against John's groin until he felt it grow.

"I just wanted to have my way with you without you cumming and slowing me down. Now,

you're going to stay hard for me until I'm done, ok?" Allen said, placing his paws against

John's chest.

John smiled as his cock pulsed and pressed firmly against the cheetah's ass. Allen smiled

as he continued thrusting against the hot member below him. He reached down and took

the thickness in his paw and brought the tip to his pucker. He gave a squeeze and felt a hot

drip of pre form between him and the cock he was about to ride.

He teased John's cock by gently circling it around his increasingly warm pucker, getting

everything slippery with pre. He continued squeezing at the cock until he felt a drip of pre fall

over his fingers. Then he pressed down on the thick head very slowly.

Allen had been secretly avoiding having John penetrate him for about a week and a half so he

could get a little tighter and make his birthday a little more special. He missed the feeling of

being spread wide by his lover, and he planned on savoring every second of the once again

novel sensation.

He pressed down slowly so that the very tip of John's cock began opening him up. He

teased himself by getting to the point of near penetration and quickly pulling off again. He

moaned as he thought about the feeling of his mate inside of him. John sat back and

enjoyed the teasing feeling too. His cock was dripping pre, covering his shaft in the slick

liquid and dripping on to the sheets.

Allen pressed slowly down again, this time allowing John's head to open him and slide

inside. He stopped as he reached the crest and slowly pulled back out, the feeling of his

hole spreading wide and taking in the oversized head.

He continued to push down, taking in the ever widening shaft a centimeter at a time. He

began whimpering and moaning as his hole continued to stretch around the girth of his lover.

He felt his insides slowly being stretched. The sensation of near ripping turning to pleasure

once again.

"Ohh, I missed you filling me up. God, this is wonderful," Allen said between moans as he

slowly slid further down John's cock reaching about four inches.

He slid lower and lower on him, his bowels filling with hot wolf cock. Allen's moans got

louder and stronger as he passed the next inch. His hard cock stood straight in the air

dripping pre. He grabbed his own cock and started pumping away. He arched his back as

the pleasure took over, feeling his orgasm starting to build and quickly let go as he felt it fade

again.

Allen panted as he started pushing down again, this time a little quicker. He passed six

inches, then seven. At eight he felt something press against him. John's knot had fully

formed. Allen closed his eyes and grinned slyly as he began pushing against the engorged

knot. He felt the knot slowly start to open him wide again. It was like the first time all over

again, the pain shot through him as he reached the widest part. He pushed once more and

with a grunt and a pop, the knot slipped inside of him. Allen's cock shot a thick sting of pre

onto John's chest as all ten inches were finally inside of him.

Allen stopped and paused as he focused on the feeling of being completely filled. He

moaned as he pulled back up and slowly popped the knot back out of him. He rose a few

more inches before slamming back down on the knot again and moaning loudly. He

repeated the motion, each time making a loud pop as his tight ring stretched around the

oversized cock. He bounced up and down until he felt his orgasm start to build up again. He

stopped and found himself a few inches above the knot again. The sensation slowly faded

again and he looked down at the wolf, whose chest was almost soaked in the cheetah's pre.

"Suck me," Allen said, almost out of breath.

John opened his eyes and looked at him. Allen repeated himself as he pointed to his

dripping cock. John smiled as he stretched forward and took Allen's tip into his muzzle and

began sucking. Allen moaned and purred as the wolf sucked him and filled him at the same

time.

Allen grabbed the back of John's head and pushed it deep onto his cock as he slammed

once again down on John's knot. Allen's cock exploded in cum, the two denied orgasms

earlier making the real one that much more powerful. He unleashed load after load into the

wolf's mouth. The white goo spilled from John's mouth as he filled the wolf with more than he

could handle. After what seemed like an eternity, Allen finally finished cumming inside of

John and his paw loosened on his head. John fell back, his face covered in excess jizz and

Allen laid forward on top of John, his cock still deep inside of him, breathing heavily.

"Oh John, cum in me. Fill me like I just filled you," Allen whispered to him as he rode the tail

end of his orgasm.

John smiled as he softly thrust into Allen, sending his cock a little deeper into him. Allen

winced in pleasure and moaned as his sensitive body was rocked by the wolf.

"Are you sure you can take it?" John asked.

"Fuck me!" John thrust again, and Allen jumped. "Harder. Make me feel it."

John pulled out his knot and pushed it inside again. Allen moaned, whimpering, and

whispered for John to do it again. He pulled out and thrust again. Allen's paws wrapped

around John's shoulders.

John pulled out and thrust even harder, and Allen's claws dug into him. John stopped.

"FUCK ME!" Allen yelled.

John sat up taking the cheetah with him and gently pushed Allen onto his back. He got on

top him and looked down. Allen looked like he was about to pass out, but his claws dug into

John's arms again, so he did what he asked.

John pulled all but the last inch of his cock from Allen, and thrust violently in. Allen moaned

loudly and John pulled out again and thrust. He continued to thrust into the cheetah until he

started to feel the pressure build up inside of him. He increased his pace, Allen's insides

stretched tightly around him.

As he felt himself begin to climax he thrust as deep as he could into the cheetah unleashing

his own massive load. Allen screamed in pleasure as the hot load filled up the remaining

empty space inside of him. John's cock pulsed as he finished emptying into his lover. John

leaned forward and gave Allen a kiss.

As he did, his soft stomach brushed against Allen overly sensitive cock, and Allen had his

second orgasm sneak up on him. He moaned deeply into the kiss as his cock spilled warm

jizz between the two of them. They broke the kiss and lay together as the very last of their

birthday orgasms faded.

"That was... wonderful," Allen said as he looked into John's eyes again.

"Glad you liked it," John said as he rolled over, taking the cheetah with him as he went and

wrapping his strong arms around him. Allen purred as he lay in the warmth of the wolf. "So

what else do you want to do on your birthday?"

"You mean other than you again?" Allen asked, giggling. He thought about it. "How about

you take me out to dinner?"

John smiled. "That sounds fun. Anywhere you want to go?"

"How about that fancy restaurant downtown that serves the pasta?"

"Sounds good. But what do you want to do until then?" John said, raising an eyebrow.

"Well, as much as I would love to continue this," Allen sat up, and strings of jizz connected

their two chests. "I think we need to shower."

John laughed and they both got of the bed and looked at the carnage they left behind.

"You know, I'm surprised that I haven't needed to get new sheets yet. If we took a black light

to this place, everything would glow."

Allen laughed as he put a paw to John's sticky chest and rubbed around. "Well it's a good

thing we don't have a black light," Allen giggled again as his sticky paw moved back lower

down to John's sheath and he rubbed gently. John's head slowly started to poke out, and

Allen's finger gently pressed against it.

Just then, the door swung open and Lucy and Adam came in with a cake and a whole lot of

noise singing Happy Birthday.

John and Allen froze, and when they saw what they were doing they quickly froze too.

"OH!" Lucy said wide-eyed as she stared at the two naked furs standing there, one with their

paw on the others crotch. She nearly dropped the cake she was holding

Adam and Lucy quickly ran back out the room embarrassed. John and Allen looked at each

other not sure whether to laugh or not. They heard a muffled "We'll come back a little later"

from the other side of the door, and they decided to laugh.

Once they had a good chuckle at the situation, John picked up a towel and started to wrap

himself.

"What difference does it make, they've already seen us naked," Allen said.

John looked down, thought about it and chucked the towel away. They opened the door and

calmly walked from the room to the bathroom, hearing a gasp come from Lucy in the

kitchen. They closed the bathroom door and laughed again.

"You're a bad influence on me," John said, wrapping his arms around Allen again.

"Good. Now get in the shower," Allen said, giving John's ass a quick squeeze.

John gave a seductive glare as he stepped into the shower and let the water run down his

fur. Allen joined him and they both let the water rinse off the mess covering them.

Once they were clean, Allen grabbed John around the waist and pulled him close. He

pressed his muzzle against his and gave him a long hard kiss.

"I'm so glad that I have you, you know that right?" Allen said.

John smiled. "Yeah, and I'm glad I have you." John nuzzled into Allen chest and they

finished washing up, and dried off.

"So, do you think your parents are going to kill us?" Allen asked as he dried the fur on his

head.

"Well, it is your birthday. And that is your birthday suit!" They laughed as they opened the

door and quickly ran across the hall back into the bedroom; no one saw them this time.

They rummaged through clothing and got dressed. As Allen finished pulling a shirt over his

head, he looked over to find a half dressed John holding out a small package in his paws.

"What's this?" Allen said as he picked up the wrapped present and looked it over.

"Oh, just something I got you. It's kinda tacky, but whatever."

"Should I open it now?"

John nodded and Allen ripped open the paper to find a small black box. He lifted up the lid

and pulled out a silver bracelet with a golden heart on it with the words "Together forever"

engraved on one side.

"Oh sweetie!" Allen lunged forward and gave his lover a big hug. "I love it!"

John licked the side of Allen's face and he put the bracelet on and looked at it shining on his

wrist; a big smile on his muzzle.

"Ok, let's go let my parents give you a proper party," John said as he finished getting

dressed and grabbed Allen's paw as they walked into the living room.

"Happy Birthday, Allen!" Lucy proclaimed as she saw them walking from the hall, pretending

that the earlier incident had never happened.

Adam jumped up from the chair he was sitting in and greeted them with a similar response.

Tania had made it over and quickly got up with Adam to greet the boys.

"Thank you."

Allen noticed that the living room table had a small pile of presents and the cake on it;

eighteen candles waiting to be lit.

"Here, sit down so you can blow out the candles!" Lucy said as she directed him to the chair

in front of the cake while Adam attempted to light the candles.

Allen sat down and once Adam managed to light the last of the candles, they all started

singing Happy Birthday to him and Allen blushed under his fur. When the song ended with a

rather loud "and you smell like one too!" from John, he blew out all the candles but one. He

blew again, but the candle just wouldn't go out. He wetted his fingers and put it out, but it

popped back to life. Everyone looked on in wonder at the candle as John let loose a quick

giggle.

"Oh John, did you replace one of the candles with one of those stupid trick ones?" Lucy

asked.

"Maybe..." John said in a cute voice.

Lucy rolled her eyes as plucked the candle from the cake and threw it in the kitchen sink.

She came back and cut the cake into squares and handed them out to the members of the

room. They all ate their cake and laughed as John told the story of how he managed to

sneak a trick candle on the cake without anyone noticing.

"So, what are your boy's plans for later?" Adam asked as he picked up a second piece of

cake.

"Allen said he wanted to me to take him to the Italian restaurant for dinner."

"Oh, I've been there, it's pretty good!" Tania said.

"Well, how romantic!" Lucy said. "Want to open your presents, Allen?"

Allen nodded and reached over and began unwrapping the presents he had received. Lucy

and Adam got him a few computer games, and Tania got him a little water gun.

"For when either of you get a little too frisky," she whispered in Allen's ear. "I got you a

better present, but I'll have to give it to you later."

Allen gave her a sly smile as they all got up and went into the living room.

They all talked and laughed until it was time for Tania to leave. They said their goodbyes,

and John and Allen went to the bedroom to get dressed to go to dinner.

Allen picked out his favorite red shirt and black tie, and John wore a simple blue button

down.

"You know, it is really sweet of you to take me out."

"It's what you wanted for your birthday."

"Yeah, but it's still romantic."

"Should I ask for extra candles at our table, and for a seat next to the violinist?" he joked.

"Oh you... It's going to be a nice night for my birthday. I didn't have many good ones before,

but being with you is going to make this one the best."

"That's a lot of pressure. What if I screw up and my spaghetti goes flying across the room,

as the waiter spills water all over you and the table catches fire from my bumping it trying to

catch the spaghetti? Airborne pasta and flaming tables aren't very romantic."

"Oh shut up." He giggled. "You are silly. Besides, even if it did happen, it would still be

romantic."

"You're right, there would still be a nice wet cheetah there for me to love," he said getting

close and sliding his paw against the cheetahs bulge.

"Ooo..." Allen said as his paw met John's.

John swept Allen off his feet and carried him over to the bed where he placed him down and

got between his legs. He undid his zipper and unbuttoned his pants. He gently pulled down

the cheetah's underwear, where his hardening cock slowly rose.

John licked the cock as it reached it full length making Allen purr in pleasure. John gripped

the cock in his paw and slowly began to pump it. Allen moaned as John's paw glided up and

down his cock. He brought his warm lips to his head and gave it a kiss. Then he slid it into

his mouth and began messaging it with his tongue.

Allen moaned again as he gripped the sheets on the bed. John began bobbing up and

down, as Allen felt his orgasm coming once again from deep inside of him.

"Oh John..." He moaned as his cock erupted in hot cum at the back of John's throat. John

sucked his cock clean and watched it slide back into his sheath.

Allen lay on the bed recovering from his third orgasm of the night before reluctantly sitting up

and fixing his clothes. He gave a dirty smile to John as they walked out of the bedroom and

said goodbye to Adam and Lucy. John drove them to the restaurant where they got out and

got a seat.

They sat down and a waitress walked up and handed them menus. They ordered their drinks

and flipped through the menus. Once John found what he wanted, he closed the menu and

let his eyes wonder around until Allen had made his decision.

"Fancy place," John said.

"Yeah. It's romantic," Allen said as he foot started rubbing up on John's leg.

John smiled seductively as the cheetahs' foot slowly made its way higher and higher on his

shin and made its way between his legs. Just as Allen's foot grazed John's growing bulge

the waitress walked up.

"Alright, are you two ready to order?" she asked.

Allen's foot quickly returned to the floor.

"Uhh..." he said picking up his menu and looking it over again. "Yeah. I'll have the stuffed

manicotti."

"And you?" she asked John.

"I'll have the peeni-portagoosie."

They both looked at him funny. Allen leaned over.

"Uh, honey, I think you mean penne Portuguese..." he whispered.

"Ohh..." John said blushing heavily behind his gray fur. "Yeah, I'll have what he said."

"All right," the waitress said trying not to giggle as she took the menus. I'll bring you some

bread while your meal is prepared."

And she walked off losing her ability to hold in her laughter.

John's ears dropped down in embarrassment.

"You're so cute when you do silly things," Allen said as he reached over for John's paw.

John smiled.

"Well, how was I supposed to know how to say it? I'm not Italian!" he laughed.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

The waitress came back with a box of bred and John blushed once more, which made Allen

laugh quietly.

"You're not going to let me live that down, are you?" John asked as the waitress disappeared

out of sight.

"Why would I do that, peeni-portagoosie?"

"I didn't think so."

They both laughed.

"So are you enjoying your birthday?" John asked

"Best I've ever had."

"That's good. Anything else you want on your special day?"

"Yeah. I want to go home and have a nice relaxing night on the couch watching movies with

my boyfriend."

"Well I think that can be arranged."

John and Allen talked for a while longer until their steaming plates of pasta arrived. They

quickly dug into their food, and they were soon talking and laughing their way to desert

where they shared a slide of rich chocolate mousse.

When they had finally finished, they got ready to go, and John blushed once again as he saw

the waitress on the way out.

"Ready for a movie, Peeni?" Allen snickered as they left the restaurant.

"How was I supposed to know how to say it?" John mockingly yelled at the sky.

Allen laughed. "Don't worry about it; you're cute enough not to need your brain."

"Hey..."

"I'm just kidding. But you are cute," Allen said grabbing John's paw.

John leaned over and gave the cheetah a kiss as they walked down the sidewalk to the

parking lot.

"So what move do you want to waAHH!" John yelled as someone grabbed him from behind

violently and pulled him over to a dark corner.

Allen yelled as a paw cupped over his mouth and he too was dragged to the dark corner.

Someone shoved a bundle of cloth in his muzzle as he was hit in the stomach. He fell to the

ground and looked up. There were four dark figures; two of them were kicking John, who was

on the ground.

Allen tried to scream but the cloth filling his mouth would only let him give out a muffled yell.

Someone grabbed him by the scruff of the neck and another tied his arms behind his back.

They shoved him against the wall next to John, who was similarly bound and gagged. They

looked at each other before both getting a swift smack across the face. Allen felt blood poor

from his nose.

Tears started to form in his eyes as his battered body started to feel the pain settle in.

"Is kitty going to cry?" he heard as another punch met his face. He saw John try to struggle

free, but two of the dark figures moved in and pulled him up to his feet while a third punched

him in the stomach.

"Now look. You can struggle and make this worse, or you can sit there and have this over

quickly," the same voice said. It was rough and deep, clearly the person was trying to

disguise their voice. Allen saw something metallic flash from the dark speaker's coat and he

felt something sharp press to his neck. "I don't want any fight out of you, got it?"

Allen didn't say anything, and he didn't dare move.

"DID YOU HEAR ME?" the stranger yelled at Allen.

Allen nodded.

"Good. Now, which one of you is Allen?"

Both of their blood ran cold. Who were these people?

"I'm not going to ask again. Which one of you fags is Allen?"

They didn't move or say anything.

The stranger pressed the blade harder against Allen's neck. "It's you isn't it?"

Allen nodded and the knife against his throat disappeared.

"Then you must be John. Nice to meet you." The stranger moved up close to John's face.

You know what we're going to do to your little boyfriend here?"

John growled though his gag, and he felt the sharp knife press against him.

"Don't make me use this on you!"

John stopped, and the knife disappeared.

"Now. We're going to teach your boyfriend a lesson, and you're going to watch. And you're

not going to move a muscle. Got it?"

John growled once again, unable to control himself. The stranger punched him across the

muzzle. A line of blood fell from his snout onto his nice shirt. The stranger turned back to

Allen who had made an attempt to get away. The Stanger reached over and picked him up

by his shirt.

"Don't you try that shit again, or you won't live to tell the tale, go it?"

One of the dark figured pulled a stack of crates up to Allen and the stranger and the stranger

threw the battered cheetah onto the pile face first. The figure grabbed Allen's paws and tied

them to opposite sides of the crate.

John tried to break free from the grip of the two that were holding him, to which he received

more blows to the stomach which almost made him collapse.

Once the figure had securely tired Allen to the crates, he stepped back and the stranger

moved in.

He placed a paw on Allen's rump and gave a squeeze

"Not much, but I've had worse."

The thugs all laughed. The stranger reached in front of Allen and undid his pants and slid

them around his ankles. The pulled down his red briefs exposing Allen completely in the

night air.

Allen couldn't believe what was happening. His mind was racing trying to image that

everything was a dream, but the pain was too real. He started crying harder as he imagined

what was coming. He wanted to scream, but he was completely helpless. He felt the

stranger lift up his tail, his dirty paws already violating him. He bit down on the cloth gag as

he felt a finger enter him.

"Wow, this kitty is loose. This should be easy," the stranger said laughing.

Allen felt the finger wiggle inside of him as the tears increased. He was turned around so he

couldn't see John, but his mind's imagined him throwing off the thugs holding him down and

rescuing him from the situation. But nothing happened.

He felt the finger leave him and he waited for what was next. He heard the sound of a zipper

and a grunt as he felt another paw on his ass.

He closed his eyes as hard as he could and did everything in his power to numb his body,

but nothing was working.

He heard a laugh as he felt something hot press against his pucker. With a thrust, he felt

the hot thing enter him and probe his insides.

He could feel the hope in his body die as the prodding hotness violated him. He didn't want

to be in his body anymore. He wanted to die; anything to get him away from the feeling.

After what seemed like an eternity, the rod stopped pushing into him. It started to pull out.

Something in Allen's mind popped, and suddenly he couldn't feel anything anymore. He

knew that it was still happening because he opened his eyes and saw himself being pushed

forward on the stack, but everything was numb. Even the sound of everything was gone. He

closed his eyes. It was like nothing was happening. Tears still spilling from his eyes he sat

there for a long time.

From the silence he heard his name yelled very loudly. He opened his eyes and turned his

neck as far as he could just in time to see John throwing one of the thugs off of him, and

biting down on the neck of another. When he let go, the thug was covered in blood and

running away. The thug on the ground must have hit his head because he was on the floor

holding it in pain. John kicked him as hard as he could in the crotch before having a crate

smashed against his back by the third thug. He turned around and leapt at him and started

biting and clawing at him. The thug ran away leaving a trail of blood.

Allen noticed that the stranger was no longer in him and was holding a knife about to leap for

John. Allen screamed through his gag with enough force to have it pop out. John turned

around just in time to dodge the crazed rapist. John quickly reached down for a piece of

broken wood on the ground and held it up as the two of them stood there waiting for the other

to make the first move.

The rapist lunged at him holding the knife high to stab him. John leapt too and brought a foot

to the rapist crotch. He fell to the ground in pain, the knife spinning form his paw. John

picked it up and threw it far from the two. He took the piece of wood and hit him over the

head hard enough to knock him out. The rapist laid there motionless as John rushed to

Allen and untied him.

"Oh Allen!" John said as he hugged the cheetah harder than he had before.

Allen cried in the wolf's arms and collapsed.

John tried to revive him but couldn't. He laid him down on the crates and pulled out his cell

phone and called 9-1-1. In a few minutes the dark corner was lit up by red and blue flashing

lights. John held Allen in his arms.

When the police showed up, they slapped handcuffs on the rapist and started questioning

John, who told them the story.

John got a look at the rapist's face in the light. It was a lion with a large scar on his chin.

He looked away and back to the still unconscious cheetah in his arms.

The ambulance showed up and took them both to the hospital. Someone came in and took

pictures of him and John for evidence and records. John's wounds were cleaned up. Nothing

serious, but there was a lot of bruising and small cuts. Allen was revived and taken into a

separate room for rape tests.

The cop interviewed the both of them both and said that the case would be top priority to find

the four other criminals. When all of the interviews and evidence was collected and done,

Lucy and Adam arrived at the hospital.

"You two are never going outside alone again!" Lucy said crying as she ran into the room and

hugged both of them as hard as she could, making them both yell in pain. "I'm buying you a

gun, and you're taking karate, and..."

"Mom. We get it."

"And all on Allen's birthday. Oh Allen..." she said giving him a kiss on the forehead.

There was much crying and anger and relief for the rest of the night. Lucy and Adam

reluctantly left for the motel across the street for the nigh, and John and Allen got some

much needed sleep.

***

"Allen," John whispered in the dead of night. He didn't respond. "Hey, Allen!" he said a little

louder. Still no response.

He sighed and scooted out of bed, wincing from the sourness of his body. He landed on the

ground and tip toed over to Allen's bed. He reached out a hand and gently grabbed his

shoulder "Allen!"

Allen screamed and tried to run away in his bed as if he was being attacked.

"Allen! Calm down it's just me!" John said taking his paw away as quickly as he could.

Allen looked into the wolf's eyes and relaxed.

"... I'm sorry... it's just that I..." Allen started to say

"It's ok..." John said before petting Allen on the arm. Allen pulled away from John's touch.

John looked at Allen, who looked away. "What's wrong?" Allen didn't say anything. He

place his paw on his arm again, and Allen shook it off. "Allen?"

"... I just don't want to be touched right now."

"But Allen, it's me."

"...I know, but..."

John leaned forward to give him a hug, but Allen just pushed him away.

"Allen..." John said.

Allen turned and faced away from John.

John felt a tear fall from his eye as he walked back to his bed. He took another look at the

cheetah who was still turned away from him. "I love you," he said.

Allen didn't reply, he didn't even move.

John felt his heart break. He turned around and silently cried himself back to sleep.

***

John woke up the next day as the sun crept over the windowsill and filled the white room with

light. The fur on his face was stiff from dried tears. He softly rubbed his eyes before turning

around.

Allen had clearly had a rough night and was tangled up tightly in the bed sheets. He sat

there watching the sleeping cheetah until a nurse came in to check up on them.

She woke Allen up and asked him a few questions, which he quietly answered. She turned

to John and inspected a few of his wounds. Then she left.

The room was silent.

"I love you," John said again.

Allen closed his eyes, and after a long while responded. "I know."

"... do you still love me?"

There was another long pause. With each passing second of silence, John's heart sank

deeper and deeper.

"Is that your answer?" John finally said, his throat choking up. Allen still didn't say

anything. "I thought we were going to be together forever?"

John looked down and noticed that Allen didn't have the bracelet on anymore. Maybe it had

gotten ripped off last night. Or maybe he had taken it off himself. John couldn't take it

anymore and turned around and started to cry. He wanted his Allen back.

He laid there crying to himself in the silent room; his mind replaying all the happy moments

that they had shared together, each one making him sadder and more upset.

After what seemed like an eternity of tears he felt a paw on his shoulder. He turned around

in hopes to see Allen there, but it was Lucy. She rubbed his back and told him it was going

to be alright.

The rest of the day was somber and silent as they checked out of the hospital and went

home.

When they got to the house Allen immediately went to the bedroom and locked himself

inside.

John sat down on the couch and tried to drown the feelings out with the TV.

Lucy sat down next to him after he flipped through all the channels for the fourth time.

"I know that what happened is tough on you both, but this moping isn't healthy for either of

you."

"Allen doesn't love me anymore!" he broke out in tears and hugged his mother tightly.

"Oh baby..." Lucy said petting her son's head fur. "I'm sure he still loves you, he is just a

little confused right now."

John cried on her shoulder for a long time. When he finally felt that he couldn't possibly cry

anymore he pulled back. "When I asked him if he still loved me, he just sat there and didn't

say anything..."

"Well, he didn't say no, did he?"

"Well I guess not..." He wiped the last of the tears away. "But he didn't say yes either."

"Just give him a little time. When he is ready he will come back."

"But what if he doesn't!?" he started to well up again.

"He will. Trust me."

"I don't want to lose him. I love him too much."

"Do you want me to try and talk to him?"

John nodded. Lucy gave him a hug and stood up and walked to the bedroom door. She

knocked. "Allen? Can I talk to you?" After a little while, John heard a click and she

disappeared behind the door.

John sat there and tried to clear his head of the stuffy feeling of crying all day. He blew his

nose and rubbed his eyes, but the feeling wouldn't go away. He lay back on the couch and

placed a pillow over his face and waited for Lucy to come out.

John fell asleep and was woken by Lucy wiggling his foot. He sprung up waiting to hear what

she had to say. She pointed over to the doorway. John looked over and Allen was standing

there. Their eyes locked and Allen walked inside. John stood up and followed him.

When he got into the room, Allen was sitting on the bed in the soft darkness of the room.

John slowly walked over and sat down a few feet from him.

They sat there without saying anything for a while. John's mouth opened but no words came

out.

"I love you too," Allen finally said.

A smile slowly formed on John's muzzle.

"I love you, and I will always love you. You are my mate, and that will never change. It's just

that when..." he sighed" ...that happened... I... I... I can't explain it. It's going to take a while

for me to be comfortable again."

"Everyone keeps telling me to wait. I don't want to wait anymore. I want to be with you

now. I want to hug you, I want to be right next to; feel your heart beat, smell your scent, feel

your love. Seeing you like that made my heart break, and I haven't gotten a chance to heal it

yet. I love you, but it's hard to do that if I can't even touch you."

"I know. I really wish that I could, but everything just feels wrong right now..."

"Can I at least get a kiss? Or does that feel wrong too?"

Allen turned to him and slowly leaned forward. John met him, and their lips touched. The

cheetah's warmth covered his face, his sent filled his nose. He felt the love between them

again. John's paw touched Allen's, and he immediately broke the kiss and pulled away.

John sighed.

"I'm sorry..." Allen said.

"No. I understand...." There was a long pause. "Should I sleep on the couch tonight?"

Allen looked back at him with a sad look.

"I'll take that as a yes," John said feeling his heart sink. He felt a paw on his own and looked

over.

"I'll try John, I really will..."

"I just want you back, Allen."

They sat there quietly until John slowly stood up, took a pillow and extra sheet and walked

out of the room.

Allen sat there in the dark on the corner of the bed. He wanted to be with John, but every

touch harbored dark memories. He felt tears fall from his eyes and onto his lap. He felt so

helpless and alone. He laid back and curled himself into a tight cocoon on the bed. He lay

awake thinking for a while; the silence of the room making the thoughts in his head loud and

hard to ignore. Eventually he managed to close his eyes and fall into a turbulent sleep.

***

Allen ran down the seemingly endless white hallway. He could hear the footsteps close

behind him. No matter how fast he ran, he couldn't get away from the constant even thud

following him.

A doorway appeared far ahead of him; he ran with all of his might to it, swung it open and

slammed it behind him.

He paused to listen. He heard the footsteps come closer and stop outside of the door.

Allen's heart was nearly pounding out of his chest. He thought the noise would give him

away.

The footsteps slowly started again and got softer as they got further away.

Allen relaxed his body and took a breath. He looked around the room. It was empty except

for a plain metal table in the middle. It looked a little like a doctors room. He walked up to

the table and looked at it. There was a bright light above him that made the table gleam in

its polished state.

Allen could see his reflection in it. He looked like hell. He tried to smooth his fur out a bit,

but it didn't seem to be working.

He thought he heard a noise outside of the room, and quickly turned to look at it. He waited

in silence to see if he could hear anything else, but nothing came. He looked back down at

the shining table, but instead of his likeness, it was John's.

Allen went to touch the reflection he saw, but the second his paw bumped the metal, he felt

a hundred hands grab a hold of him. He looked around as cold metallic claws wrapped

tightly around his limbs and pulled him off the ground.

Allen tried to scream, but a claw slapped over his muzzle hard. The claws lifted him up and

onto the table where they slowly transformed into thick metal restraints that held him fast to

the chilly metal.

The door to the room swung open and a large one eyed dragon stepped into the room. He

was holding a large golden knife in his claw as he slowly walked up to Allen.

The dragon took his open claw and dragged it down Allen's torso ripping his clothing as he

went and scratching his skin deeply. Allen started to cry in pain as the dragon removed the

restraint around his mouth and held the knife to his throat.

Allen thought he saw a gray wolf run past the corner of his eye.

"JOHN!" he screamed.

The dragon laughed as he pressed the knife harder again Allen's through

"JOHN! HELP ME!" Allen cried in horror.

"There's no John here to save you..." The dragon said in a deep malevolent voice. "Why

would he help you? You wouldn't even let him touch you. Don't you remember? He left

once you made his love incapable."

Allen started crying hard.

"No... no... I do love him.. JOHN! I LOVE YOU! PLEASE HELP ME!"

"It's too late, little kitty, he's gone, and now you're going to DIE!"

Allen felt the sharp knife dig into his throat as he leapt up in bed.

He quickly warped his paws around his neck and sighed when he realized it was only a

nightmare.

His fur was wet from sweating, and he was breathing heavily. He had thrown all the pillows

and blankets off of his bed and he felt tired and weak.

"No..." Allen said to himself as he got up from the bed and walked to the door. He opened it

and walked out into the living room.

It must have been close to three in the morning because it was pitch black and the house

was silent except for the faint noise of John's parents snoring.

He looked over at the couch where he could just make out the shape of John sleeping.

He walked up to the bundle of blankets and knelt down. He managed to make out John's

face in the darkness. He leaned forward and gave his nose a gentle kiss. John stirred a little

and the edges of his muzzle rose to a faint smile.

"John," Allen whispered.

John moved a little again but didn't wake up.

"John," he said a little louder, but his still didn't wake up. "Hey, John!" he whisper-yelled. He

saw the wolf's ears twitch.

Allen rolled his eyes and leaned forward and planted a big kiss on John's face. That woke

him up.

"Oh, hi!" John said as he recognized Allen's silhouette. He yawned and looked

around. "Everything ok?"

"No, John."

"What's wrong?"

"I love you John. That will never change."

"I know, sweetie. I love you too." He reached out and petted the side of Allen's face.

He cringed a little at the touch, but tried to hold it back.

"That is the problem. I don't want to fear being touched, especially by you." His eyes

started welling up. "I really need someone to hug right now, and I can't because it freaks me

out. I need you to help me fix that, ok?"

"Of course... how do you want me to do that?"

"I need you to just hold me and tell me everything is going to be alright."

John sat up on the couch and unwrapped his blanket. Allen stood up and sat down next to

him. John slow put his arm around Allen and pulled him close. John could fell Allen's body

tense up.

"It's going to be alright," he whispered in his ear. "I'm here for you Allen and I will never let

anything happen to you again. You're safe, and I love you."

He could feel Allen relax a little in his arms. He reached up and started petting the

cheetah's head fur.

"You don't have to worry, you're with me. Nothing will happen to us. I'm here to protect you."

They started gently rocking back and forth.

"I love you Allen. And nothing will ever change that. Together forever."

Allen could start to feel the familiar feeling of warmth and protection in John. He took a deep

breath through his nose, and he smelled John's smell. He paused as all the bad memories

in his head faded to memoires of him and John together. He started to cry and John hugged

him tighter. Allen buried his face deep into the thick fur of John's chest. He felt his entire

body slowly warm up as the wolf wrapped around him.

He felt a kiss on the top of his head as the warm fuzziness consumed him and he drifted off

to sleep in the wolf's arms like he had so many timed before. This sleep was much better

than the other one. Instead of dreams of cold metal tables and knifes, there were dreams of

him and John sitting on beaches and cuddling in the warm sun.

John looked down at the dozing cheetah. He noticed a smile on his muzzle as he wrapped

the blanket around the two of them and drifted off to sleep too..

***

John and Allen sat drifting in a boat on a calm lake. The sun warmed their fur. John dipped

his hand in the cool water and splashed the resting cheetah.

Allen glared at him before dipping his own paw in the water and splashing back. The calm

lake was instantly disrupted by the two having fun. Allen sent a particularly large splash

John's way, and he stopped to shake the water out of his fur. The wolf gyrated his entire

body sending little droplets of water everywhere. When he stopped, his fur was all fluffed out.

Allen laughed as he carefully shifted closer to John in the little boat.

"You look like a porcupine!" he said smoothing down John's fur.

They both laughed. Allen nested in John's arm as they sat in the sun drying off again. He

closed his eyes and listed to the faint noise of the water tapping at the side of the boat.

He felt something land on his nose. He opened his eyes to discover a rose pedal. He

picked it off him and looked at it. John was just as baffled as another pedal landed on his

chest. They both looked up and saw thousands of little red dots gently drifting from the sky.

It was raining rose petals. Soon the air was filled with them as they landed on the surface of

the lake. They watched the petals fall until every inch of the lake was covered in red. John

stood up carefully, winked at Allen and dove into the water, disappearing under the petals.

He immerged from the water and beckoned Allen to join him.

Allen giggled as he too stood up and jumped into the lake. He swam over to John and their

bodies met. Allen looked down to discover that both of their clothes had disappeared.

John gave a seductive smile as he disappeared once again under the water.

Allen grinned as he felt a warm tongue against his groin...

To be continued... ;3