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A/N: Yeah, hi...Sorry for being so slow with the update. Life was interesting the last couple of weeks and needed my full attention. Read my journal if you care to know more. If not, please enjoy the chapter.

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Innocence Lost

The sound of rustling covers was barely audible fashion as the sleeping forms beneath shifted about lazily. One of the lumps of flesh twitched suddenly, making the sheets and blanket jump, as a large, gray-furred, footpaw darted out from the bed and hung over the edge. A moment later there was a low, growling-groan rumbling out from the covers as well. Ears twitched and eye lids fluttered as the wolf's head peaked out from under pillow that had somehow landed atop him. "Gods..." Thorn murmured as he felt movement below the blanket once again.

He craned his head up, pausing only to allow his neck to stretch out a kink, and looked at the large bulge below the green fabric. Much as he wished he could claim that he was the cause of such a tent so early in the morning, he knew who the true culprit was. Another murr escaped his lips as something warm and wet slide up the length of his morning wood, his eyes rolling back in his head a bit as those soft familiar paws cupped his fuzzy sack and squeezed gently. "Gods Sam..." The wolf moaned as he pulled back the covers so he could see the rabbit directly. "I haven't even washed Val off me yet...you don't have to..."

Sam looked up directly into Thorn's eyes and closed his mouth around the pointed tip of the wolf's cock, making the canine's eyes close tightly as the rabbit began to suckle at the hard flesh. He wrapped his paw around the base and massaged his digits around it without any actual stroking motion. A little shiver ran over his body, a combination of watching Thorn's blissful expression and the fact that the warm cover of his makeshift burrow had been removed, just before he pulled Thorn from his mouth with a wet slurp. "I know you didn't. That's why I had to clean you up." Sam's head lowered and he licked at the matted crotch fur at the base before dragging his tongue up the pink meat above it. A grin curled his lips as he heard Thorn beginning to breath a bit harder, not yet a full pant, but getting closer. The bunny leaned in and brushed the cock tip through the soft, crème-colored, facial fur of his cheek. "I told you yesterday, I don't like my boyfriend smelling like anyone else."

Thorn growled softly as the lapine's soft fur tickled over his cock. "Should I be worried over this possessive streak of yours?" He asked with a small chuckle as he propped himself up on his elbows so he could see Sam more easily.

"I'm not possessive." Sam pretended to pout cutely. "Ok, maybe a little bit possessive, but not in the scary way." His eyes cast down for a moment. "I just...I saw how much fun you had last night and..."

Thorn nodded knowingly as he sat up, curling from the waist so as not to move his legs and disturb the bunny lounging between them. His tongue extended from his muzzle and licked at the lapine's long ears lovingly. "I'm not going to deny that I had fun last night..." He grinned and gave another slow lick along Sam's ears, not missing the fact that the bunny shivered with the contact. "And you did too I'd like to remind you." He curved his neck and back over so that he could lower his muzzle to Sam's face, lifted the rabbit's chin with his paw, and pressed his nose against the smaller male's. "But I don't need another Furre in my bed to make me happy." The wolf smiled as he looked deep into Sam's eyes. "I told you last night, long as I have you, that's all I need."

Sam closed his eyes as the larger male bent down and locked his muzzle to his own, entwining them both in a passionate kiss. Their tongues twisted about, almost lazily, between their maws in a gentle display of trust and longing. "How do I know your not just saying this cause I still have my paw wrapped around your cock?" He asked with a teasing smirk as he finally pulled away from the kiss.

"Well, if you really have to give me a case of blue balls to test my sincerity...I guess I have no choice." Thorn moved in again, rubbing his muzzle against Sam's cheek. "But I'm really hoping that you trust me more than that." He laughed softly.

Sam nodded as he pushed back against the wolf's muzzle. "I do trust you. I just...needed to hear you say it I think." He began to move his paw over Thorn's erection once again, grinning as he heard the wolf growl in response. It took only a few moments for the wolf to return to full hardness, the few minutes of talking giving him a chance to cool down a little, and Sam lowered his muzzle over Thorn's cock once more as he began to lick and suckle at the tip.

Thorn groaned softly as he felt the bunny's mouth and paw begin to move in time with each other. He brought one paw up to Sam's head, scratching him lightly at the base of his ears, while the other reached over to stroke the fur along his shoulders and back. As warm waves of pleasure washed out from his loins over his body he returned his muzzle to the task of licking Sam's ears, mimicking the long, slow strokes the bunny was using on his cock.

Sam squirmed about, barely able to control the movements of his body, on the bed as Thorn continued to give his ears a tongue lashing in the most literal sense. He sank lower on to the twitching wolf cock in his maw, using the hard flesh to muffle his moan of pleasure. He remembered he'd told Thorn once that a rabbit's ears were full of nerves and blood vessels, all of which were very near the surface thanks to the thinness of the ear, making them much like another part of the body in certain respects. Ever since then, the canine had delighted in giving the rabbit a little lick or nip at the most inopportune moments just to get a rise out of the bunny. Now that they were alone, it was quite clear just how effective a method of teasing it was.

Thorn's eyes darted back and forth between Sam's face and further down the bed to the rabbit's trembling tail. He couldn't deny that he loved the visual of Sam's head firmly between his legs, his cock disappearing and reappearing at an ever-quickening pace into the rabbit's cute muzzle. It was equally enticing though to watch the lapine's ass clench and shiver as he ground his hips into the bed covers.

Thorn brought his paw away from the rabbit's back and instead used it to hold Sam's ear firm as he licked the inside of the ear with far more force than before. Thorn growled again, nearly loosing control of himself, as he watch Sam's ass clench and hips grind into the covers even harder. "Feels that good?" He whispered into Sam's ear. "Val's going to be mad if you make her sheets any more dirty." He laughed as he felt Sam moan again around his cock. "Not to mention my being mad that you wasted your first load of the day..."

Sam groaned as he understood what Thorn was implying. He lifted to his knees, revealing the wet spot in the sheets were his precum had dribbled out and carefully walked himself in a circle on the mattress, keeping the hot, hard, wolf meat in his mouth all the while. A low gasp escaped him as he felt the strong paws of the wolf grasp him under his hips and lifted him into position.

Another moan came forth as he felt Thorn's warm belly fur pressed against his chest and the wolf's paws resting on his ass. The temptation to look became too great and Sam pulled away from Thorn's crotch. As the bunny looked over his shoulder he let out a low murr, clearly enjoying the view even before Thorn had a chance to do anything more to him. Sam's now lay inverted atop his lover, a knee on each side of Thorn's head as he straddled the wolf's muzzle.

Thorn didn't give Sam much time to appreciate the view before he gave the rabbit even more to think about. Holding Sam down with one paw against the base of his tail he used the other paw to maneuver Sam's pre dribbling cock to his waiting maw, tonguing the head to collect the dripping nectar. This time the wolf groaned through a full muzzle as he felt Sam go down on him once again. His tongue slid up Sam's length and swirled around the base as he pressed his nose into the bunny's balls.

Sam grunted and gasped as Thorn seemed to be trying to make up for lost time, rocking his head up and down in short quick motions while sucking ever harder. After the treatment his ears had gotten to excite him, it didn't take long for Sam to begin bucking his hips once again under the ministrations of Thorn's tongue. Sam listened for any sounds that Thorn might be uncomfortable with their new positions, but if the amount of pre spurting from the wolf was any indication, Thorn was enjoying the arrangement as much as Sam was.

The wolf growled as Sam took him deeper, his soft, lapine lips brushing Thorn's knot as it began to emerge, but his eyes remained focused on a tiny patch of flesh just above the bunny balls slapping against his snout. The memory of how good it had felt to cum in Val's muzzle while Sam had fucked him surfaced in Thorn's mind as he watched the puckered star of Sam's tailhole quiver with each thrust. Bringing his paw around he opened his mouth just enough to slip in a digit along side Sam's twitching hardon.

The lapine's breath caught in his through as the pressure around his malehood increased again and shot a larger torrent of pre into Thorn's throat. He quickened his paced again as he closed one paw around the opposite side of Thorn's fully exposed knot, making the canine's legs jump, giving the sensation of being tied. Sam's muzzle and cheek fur was wet with his own saliva and wolf pre, as was Thorn's crotch fur, from repeatedly bobbing into whatever fluids had escaped his maw, but now he wanted the real thing. He began to paw Thorn in short, almost violently quick tugs on the opposite side of his knot, simulating the movement's he knew Thorn loved whenever they tied.

Thorn howled, though it didn't sound as such though a full mouth, as he tied with his boyfriend's fist. He wondered for a moment how Sam thought to do that, but realized they were both quickly headed for the brink. Pulling his finger from his mouth he closed his lips tightly around the bunny cock and sucked hard, while simultaneously working the wet digit into Sam's tailhole.

The bunny's eyes widened at the sudden, unexpected, intrusion and Sam rocked forward away from the wolf's finger. Sam didn't get far due to the fact that Thorn's other paw was still on the rabbit's ass and a little bit of pressure was more than sufficient to rock Sam back into place. A soft grunt issued from Sam as he felt the wolf sink into him up to the first knuckle only to pull back out in a circular twisting motion. A second, much louder, grunt emerged as Thorn speared into the bunny's tailhole perfectly in time with the down stroke of Sam's shaking hips.

The canine paw on Sam's ass roamed a bit higher and settled at the base of the rabbit's tail, petting with just enough force to excite the lapine further. This also gave the added benefit of pulling Sam down so that he could no longer thrust on his own. An involuntary spasm of pleasure ran through the wolf as he heard his lover mewl in protest to surrendering his pleasure totally to the canine. Thorn had no intention of making Sam wait though as his cheeks collapsed inward and his tongue circled at maddening speed. The digit in the rabbit's anus also increased speed and rotated so as to stretch the muscles out, in turn leading to the addition of a second digit, as the wolf finger fucked Sam's tailhole.

The increased pressure, both under his tail and around his swollen rabbithood, was quickly becoming too much for Sam to bear. The fingers thrusting into his ass slammed against his prostate relentlessly, urging him to find release quickly. The new sensation of something furry, rather than smooth skin, scraping his inner walls was a pleasure he'd not considered before either. His eyes widened as Thorn flicked his tongue against the sensitive underside of his cockhead and felt that wonderfully familiar tingling tightness grow. A muffled mewl was the only warning he could give as he tightened his knees at the sides of the lupine's head and felt his seed rushing up though cock.

Thorn pushed his fingers deep into Sam and replaced his hard thrusts with smaller moves that kept him pressed against the rabbit's prostate so he could draw out Sam's orgasm for as long as possible. A happy growl rumbled from his throat as he felt every single jerking contraction of Sam's flesh his maw. He rolled his tongue over the entire length and made a few slow passes over the spurting head, tasting the bunny cum as it shot forcefully out. He tilted his head slightly, using his nose to tickle at the quivering sac and milk them for all they were worth, as Sam's load continued to paint his broad tongue and pool in his mouth.

The cold nose against his balls made the rabbit tense and caused him to squeeze hard around the base of Thorn's knot. Sam heard the loud grunt of pleasure from the wolf just moments before he felt the first shot of canine cum hit his tongue. His head lowered and began to bob quickly, making his ears look rather comical for a moment as they flapped around, as he tasted his love's morning load. The quick movements, along with the fact Sam was on top, made it hard to fight gravity and wolf jazz began to drip from the corners of his mouth to further slicken the fleshy pole. Sam used the seed dripping down to his paw to lube the knot, allowing him to ring and jerk Thorn easier as his continued bob his head.

The move was clearly a good idea as Sam suddenly felt himself rise as Thorn bucked up so hard he lifted them both up off the bed. At the same moment a particularly strong contraction shot a thick, creamy, strand of cum to the back of Sam's throat. The unexpected sensation made the male gasp and he pulled away from the spurting cock. His paw at the knot continued to grind simply from habit and heavy ropes of wolf spunk continued to jet forth on his face. The bunny closed his eyes as he tried to catch his breath from the initial surprise, but even so he marred happily as he felt each shot plop against his fur. The few shots that had enough power to hit his ears had him jump as if he'd been shocked and he coaxed a bit more from his own dwindling orgasm simply from the newness of it all.

As Thorn's eyes uncrossed he slowly lowered them both back down to the bed, having not even realized that he had held them up in the first place, and slowly removed his fingers from Sam's tailhole. He continued to suckle the bunny's erection, milking it for every last drop, until it began to soften. He smiled as the bunny moaned and finally pulled away as his sensitive flesh could take no more, leaving a small trail of mixed fluids on the wolf's muzzle as he rolled off the larger male. After swallowing down the creamy load in his maw Thorn lay on his back, panting to regain his breath, and gently rubbed at Sam's hip as they basked in the afterglow.

"That was fun." Sam grinned as he looked up at his lover, expecting some kind of quip or joke, but the wolf remained silent. The lapine looked on as Thorn's tongue lapped around his muzzle, attempting to clean the fluids Sam had accidently dribbled there. Sam giggled a little as he watched the wolf attempting to clean himself of, wondering absently if Thorn had any hidden sides like Sam had learned about himself last night.

"Yeah, it was." The wolf agreed with a smile as he shifted himself around so that he could lay beside Sam face to face. He pulled the rabbit closer to him kissed him softly. "Sorry I got you so messy." He teased as he broke the kiss.

"No, you're not." Sam grinned. "You love seeing me like this. How many times have you ‘accidentally' bucked your hips to hard and popped free of my mouth?"

Thorn at least had the decency to looked somewhat embarrassed about getting caught. "Yeah, well...you never seemed to complain." He defended.

"Why should I complain?" Sam smiled as he kissed the wolf again. "Just don't blind me or anything."

"Yeah, yeah." Thorn chuckled lightly as he leaned and began to clean Sam's face with his soft, warm, tongue. His eyes widened as he tried to pull back only for Sam to capture his tongue with his mouth. "What was that?" He asked as they broke from the ensuing kiss.

"You already got your breakfast." Sam smirked as he pressed his nose against Thorn's. "But you got so excited you made me waste mine. Besides..." His voice dropped a little. "It was our first time as an official couple..."

Thorn chuckled again and nodded as he leaned into kiss the bunny softly, wondering if it showed through just how much his heart had melted at that little comment. "That's true." The wolf whispered. "It really was." He lifted his attention to Sam's wet fur and began to clean once more.

Sam released a little sigh of contentment as Thorn kissed him again while taking in the offering at the same time. The continued on in this fashion, grooming and kissing intermittently, until Sam's face was more or less cleaned up. A lazy smile crossed his face as their lips separated on the final pass and he cuddled in against the wolf male. "Ready for Round Two?" His eyes opened again suddenly as he heard a loud growl come from between them. He sat up a bit and looked at the wolf with a disbelieving look on his features. "Was that your stomach?"

The canine laughed sheepishly and nodded. "With dinner getting rushed last night and all..." Thorn bowed his head and scratched at his cheek with a single claw. "Kind of a mood breaker was it? Sorry..."

Sam shook his head and smiled as he turned, swinging his legs over the edge of the bed as he sat up. "It's fine, I'm a little hungry too. Guess we should get some breakfast first..."

Thorn rolled himself across the bed until he was sitting beside his boyfriend. "That sounded like it had some hidden meaning after it. I miss something?"

Sam laughed lightly. "Val has a habit of not going to the grocery store on a regular basis. So the food in the house is likely to be ‘eat at your own risk'."

"Sounds like a real good reason to go out for breakfast instead." The wolf observed as he gave the bunny a gentle lick on the cheek. "Guess we should find Val and invite her along, seeing as we made good use of her bed again."

The lapine leaned in and nuzzled in against the wolf. "No point in that, she's already gone to work." He pulled back and smirked a bit. "You really think she would have let us fuck and not try to join in if she was around?"

"She's not like that." Thorn replied in defense of the absent canine. "Is she?"

Sam laughed at the confused expression on Thorn's face. "It's not like she sleeps around indiscriminately, but once she finds someone she trusts..." He smiled as he got up from the bed and moved toward the stairs. "Well, let's just say she has lots of energy to burn."

"I see." Thorn shook his head slightly as he followed after Sam. "Guess it's a good thing she's not around right now then."

"Why do you say that?" Sam asked as he looked back over his shoulder, just in time to see Thorn's paw dart out and gently spank his behind, making the lapine jump up a step.

"Cause this way, I don't have to fight Val for your attention." Thorn smirked as he dodged the batting paw Sam retaliated with before jumping up the steps as well, surprising the lapine with a quick kiss. "Guess I'm a little possessive too."

"I think I can live with that." Sam smiled as he took Thorn's hand and lead them the rest of the way up the stairs. "Come on, we need to get cleaned up if we're going to go out."

"Yeah, I guess that would be a good idea." Thorn agreed as he let himself be lead into the rather spacious bathroom, at least compared to his own place at any rate. His tail began wagging slightly as Sam began adjusting the water in the equally oversized shower. "Guess we could put off breakfast for a little while longer."

Sam smiled coyly as he looked back over his shoulder, wiggling his ass a little at the wolf. "Oh? I thought we'd save sometime if we showered together, get to breakfast even faster."

"Sure you did." Thorn grinned as he watched Sam climb into the shower, leaning against the wall slightly as his tail rose invitingly. "Definitely going to be a late breakfast."

Sam's head cocked to the side in confusion as the wolf slid the frosted glass door to the shower closed. "Thorn? What are you doing?" He slid the door open again, minding his wet fur so as not to drip water onto the tiled bathroom floor, watching as his boyfriend as he stood over the toilet.

Thorn shifted a bit as he realized Sam was watching him. "What? It's not like you haven't seen me take a leak before."

"Just figured you would go in the shower like most males." Sam grinned, loving the fact that something so harmless managed to embarrass the wolf. His expression turned contemplative a moment later as a distant memory resurfaced. "Hey Thorn?"

"Yeah?"

"When I was in high school I heard some rumors about...about wolves that started dating." Sam's voice dropped a little bit as he watched Thorn's stream stop and heard the toilet flush. "About how the wolves showed that they had a boyfriend or girlfriend..." He stepped back a bit as the door opened again and the wolf stepped in beside him. "I was just wondering if..." Sam's voice dropped off completely as Thorn leaned in and pressed his forehead against Sam's.

"I know which tradition you're talking about." Thorn whispered as he hugged Sam and the two stood under the warm water. "But you're a little mistaken." He smiled as the bunny pulled back and looked at him questioningly. "That tradition isn't supposed to be for boyfriends and girlfriends, it's supposed to be for when the wolf has found a life-mate."

Sam swallowed as he realized just how much significance such a tradition must have to Thorn. "I'm sorry, I didn't realize..."

"It's ok." The wolf assured the little male with a smile. "A lot of folks have the same misunderstanding." He gave Sam a light kiss. "But it's kind of a non-issue for me anyway, my pack doesn't take part in that tradition."

"Really? Your pack doesn't mark their mates at all?" Sam shook his head as he processed this new information. "I always though that was a big part of canine life." His eyes closed and he groaned slightly as he realized what he said. "I'm sorry, that must have sounded really species-ist."

"Nah, just uninformed." Thorn shook his head and chuckled. "Some packs are more traditional than others and even those traditions vary sometimes." He paused as his stomach growled again, smiling nervously as he heard Sam laugh. "But we can discuss all that later."

"Yeah, I know." Sam continued to laugh as he turned around and reached for the fur shampoo. "You're hungry and want to go eat." He jerked slightly as he felt a pair of powerful arms wrap around his belly before relaxing back into the wolf's embrace. "Or are we now aiming for lunch rather than breakfast?" He teased as he felt a familiar nudge against his back.

"Lunch." The wolf whispered as he leaned down to kiss the nape of Sam's neck. "Definitely lunch."

OOOOO

Thorn smiled happily as he descended the stairs to Val's playroom once again, using the towel he held to dry off the rest of his fur. "Man, if I'd known it'd be this much fun I'd have switched teams a long time ago." He mused quietly as he gathered his clothing up and began to get dressed, not even caring that he was putting on dirty clothing after such a lengthy shower.

Once clothed he spent the next few moments gathering up Sam's clothing, his eyebrow arching as he was unable to find the rabbit's panties. The wolf's eyes closed a moment later as he remembered he had taken them away the night before and reached into his pocket. The lump of cloth he pulled out into the room was still slightly damp and was decidedly scented of bunny spunk. "Crap...he's not going to be happy about this." He muttered as he realized that his jeans pocket, the one Sam's panties had been in, was also faintly scented of cum as well. "Hey Sam?" He called out as he got to the top of the stairs. "You know if Val has any Fur-breeze around somewhere?"

"There might be some under the kitchen sink." Sam announced from within Val's room. "Why? What do you need that for?"

"Just figured I'd freshen up our clothing a little bit." He called back as he went to the kitchen. "You know, seeing as we don't have clean..." The wolf's voice trailed off as he recognized the fact that Sam's voice was coming from the vixen's room rather than the bathroom where he'd left him. He turned about after grabbing up the bottle of de-scanter and headed back to that room. His progression halted as he came to the door, smiling as he took in the view. "She's not going to mind you going into her drawers?"

"I'm sure she won't mind, in either sense of the pun you made." Sam turned around slowly as he wiggled into a pair of Val's forest green, thong, panties. "Who's panties do you think were the first I wore?" He asked with a grin, watching as the wolf's eyes drifted down to the bulge against the tight green fabric. "You like?"

Thorn nodded and forced his eyes to rise back to the rabbit's face. "You keep teasing me like this we're going to have to aim for dinner at this rate." His gaze roamed down again as Sam turned around and began to pick clothing out of Val's closet. A low appreciative rumble of a growl coming forth as he admired the gentle, deceptively famine, curves the bunny had. If Thorn didn't know any better, he would have sworn that Sam was his girlfriend rather than his boyfriend. "Course, that's what kind of lead to this whole development in the first place."

"You say something?" Sam asked as he jumped into a pair of jeans, shifting himself accordingly to hide away his maleness and complete his masquerade. "Or are you just commenting on the view?" He pulled out matching green bra, padded it, and then covered himself over with a form fitting, black, T-shirt. At the center of the shirt, just over Sam's false bust, was a sparkling, rhinestone design of a key.

"Yes, I am admiring the view." Thorn replied as he focused on the design. "Isn't that the logo for..."

"A certain adult mag?" Sam giggled a little. "Yeah. Too over the top?"

"It'd be a very different magazine if a Furre like you were posing for it." Thorn grinned as he padded through the room and pressed up against Sam, pulling him into a light kiss. "But that's just as well, don't want to many other males looking at you anyway."

Sam blushed a little and looked down. "So you want other males to look at me?"

"Not so much that I want other males looking at you." The wolf's voice lowered, as did his paw to just over the hidden bunny bump in Sam's jeans. "I just know it gets you revved to have someone else watching." His smile widened as he felt a twitch through the denim. "Come on, we'll take care of that on the way to get something to eat..." Thorn threatened playfully as he pulled the protesting lapine along by the paw towards the door.

"No, no, no!" Sam laughed as he stopped the larger male at the front door. "I just got myself all set up. If I start smelling like cum everyone around us is going to see though my little facade." He paused as he watched Thorn's expression shift. Though the wolf still smiled, his ears had flattened back. The happily wagging tail had also slowed considerably. "What is it?"

"Nothing." Thorn shook his head. "I just thought, since we were official now we could be a little bit more open in public. You know?" He leaned forward and bumped his nose against Sam's. "Guess I forgot for a moment that you still had to keep this on the down low from your family and all." He smiled softly. "Good thing my pack doesn't mark their partners right? It'd be hard to explain that when you go home."

Sam tried to return the smile, but the image of the wolf's forced smile made it hard to do so. "I know...I'm sorry. It's just..." He shook his head. "I love that you're so forward about this, but...there's still a lot of things you don't understand about this...this lifestyle. I can't..."

"Hey...hey..." Thorn shushed the rabbit gently. "It's ok, I'm ok with just going out with ‘Samantha' until ‘Sam' is ready." He kissed Sam's forehead and smiled, though there was still a little hint of disappointment there that he couldn't quite hide. "So, you just tell me if I start getting to out of line. Ok?"

Sam nodded and wiped at his eyes, afraid he'd start crying because Thorn was being so understanding for him. "We...we should go." He turned around quickly and reached for the door handle. "You're hungry right?"

Thorn shook his head as he sidled up along side the cross dressed bunny. "Yeah, I am." The wolf looped his arm behind the smaller male's lower back, resting his paw on Sam's hip as they walked out of the house together. "This is ok right?" He asked with a smile.

Sam swallowed hard and nodded his head, surprised how such a small touch reassured him so. "Yeah, that's fine." He looked up at his boyfriend as they locked the door and headed for the car. "Kind of surprised though." He smiled with a tease in his voice. "I half expected you to pinch my ass."

"I'll save that for after lunch." Thorn's tongue darted out and swiped at the bunny's long ear, making Sam yelp in surprise. "Don't want the scene to serious though." He grinned as Sam punched him in the ribs. "So, what are we doing after lunch?"

"I'm not sure." Sam shook his head as they reached the car, fidgeting nervously as Thorn opened the door for him. "Don't you have to work tonight?"

"Yeah, but we have the whole day to ourselves before that." His nose flared slightly as he caught the stale scent of cum in his car. "Should have brought the Fur-breeze along..."

"We'll just open the windows." Sam laughed at the wolf's reaction. "Maybe we could go out to a movie after lunch?" He asked hopefully. "Just, like a normal date?"

"Normal sounds good." The canine closed the door and walked around to the driver's side. "Any movie in particular you want to see?"

"How about that new one?" Sam offered as they pulled away from the curb. "Trek Wars, or something?"

"I think you mean Star Trek." Thorn grinned happily. "Sounds good to me, plus, its now official. You are the ultimate girlfriend. Ow!" He rubbed his arm after Sam punched him where he'd gotten kicked yesterday.

"I told you." Sam smiled. "I only dress the part, I'm still a male."

"Your reflection might argue otherwise." Thorn chuckled lightly, but it tapered off as he saw Sam wringing his paws in his lap. "Anyway, food first."

OOOOO

Sam rested against Thorn as they watched the movie, silently thanking the theater designer for installing chairs with arms that rotated out of the way. Although he had suggested this movie, the rabbit may as well have been a million miles away as his mind focused on the conversation from earlier. Once again he glanced around the theater, watching the other couples that had come for the show. He shifted around in his seat and rested his head against Thorn's shoulder, sinking deeper into his thoughts.

Today was not the first time that Thorn had called the Sam his girlfriend, and it was not the first time that Sam had bucked against that title either. He could even recall their first real conversation almost a month ago in which he had even told Thorn that he only dressed the part of a femme, but he was still a male at heart. The events of last night though now had him questioning those statements.

There was no denying that he had had a lot of fun the previous evening, as Thorn was quick to remind him earlier. Even so, last night had given him some further insight to his own self as well. Namely, that he preferred to be the one being taken, rather than the other way around. The pleasure was part of the equation, but there was so much more that Sam hadn't even realized he had come to look forward to.

Feeling Thorn cover his face and neck with kisses and soft, caring, licks. Those strong arms that wrapped about him so protectively all through their acts and then cuddled him so warmly when they were tied after. The way the bunny always felt so safe under the canine's watch. Sam turned his head slightly, pressing his nose into the wolf's shirt and the soft fur beneath, allowing him to breath in the familiar scent easier. With a small smile he turned forward again and found himself watching the other couples in the theater.

It took only a cursory glance around the room to confirm what he already suspected. The behavior that Sam was emulating was definitely of the more feminine side of things. He sighed heavily as he remembered the taunts he had received in high school, along with the names he had been called, which had in the end seemed to come true. Did all of those behaviors and actions mean that he really was a femme at heart? Was the only reason he had held to the idea of being male simply because his family and the world at large said that he should?

Beside the bunny currently lost in thought, Thorn was also barely watching the movie. His attention was similarly turned inward to the assessment of the situation at hand. It was official now, this relationship. Before now he could have passed off the physicality as mere "youthful curiosity", he couldn't do that any more. In truth he could not fathom ever wanting to do such a thing either. But something about this whole set up seemed off to the wolf.

Right now he was out on a date, but it was a date with Samantha. He had hoped that when they officially got together they would be able to be more open about their status to each other. Still he knew that although he had readily accepted this life, there were a lot more Furres out there who did not. If the level of secrecy that Sam always held to was any indication, then their lives were probably going to be a lot easier if they kept a low profile. He sighed softly as he remembered that Sam was also in a much more delicate situation than Thorn himself was because of family dynamics as well.

The wolf shook his head quickly to dislodge the thought that tried to make its way into his mind. He leaned down as his nose brushed against Sam's long ear, continuing to nuzzle the rabbit lightly until he placed a soft kiss atop the rabbit's head. He shook his head gently, and suppressed a small chuckle, as the shorter male turned his gaze up to meet the wolf's eyes. Thorn just smiled and nuzzled down again, pleased to see the lapine's curious gaze fade out and smile appear instead as he returned the affectionate caresses. Things weren't perfect, the wolf knew that, but it was ok for now.

Sam's happy expression remained on his features as he turned forward again and resumed watching the movie, though he was admittedly a little lost now since he had been daydreaming through the introduction. He could guess what had prompted the bigger male's actions, and Sam found it somewhat comforting that Thorn was as concerned about their status as he was. There were plenty of topics for them to discuss and work out all the details of. "And there's plenty of time..." He whispered as he cuddled against his boyfriend.

Thorn smiled and used the arm draped over Sam to give the bunny a little squeeze of a hug. "Yeah, plenty of time." He agreed.

As the movie completed Sam rose from his seat and stretched out from being seated so long. His arms rose high over his head and he arched backwards making his spine pop a few times. Along with also causing his hips to thrust forward a bit the stretch also made his shirt ride up along his belly, revealing it to all the moviegoers.

Thorn grinned as he reached out and gently tickled his claws through the soft fur on the lapine's tummy, making said bunny jump in surprise. He shrugged his shoulders and smiled as Sam glared at him. "Couldn't pass up such an easy target."

"You're going to pay for that later." Sam threatened playfully, though he couldn't help but smirk. "You know that right?"

"Counting on that actually." Thorn shot back with a grin as they walked toward the exit. As Sam came up beside him the wolf slid an arm around the bunny's waist. "Kind of looking forward to what you might think up too." He whispered in Sam's ear.

Sam shook his head and placed his arm around his boyfriend's waist. "I'll bet." Together they exited the theater, squinting slightly as they bright sunlight hit them after having been in the dark so long. "Do you need to go back and get ready for work?"

"Nah got plenty of time yet." Thorn shook his head as he looked around. He nodded toward the mall that shared the parking lot with the theater. "Want to roam about? See if we find anything interesting?"

"Sure, there's a couple of CDs I wanted to look for anyway." Sam agreed as they began to cross the lot. "Though you'll probably make fun of me for them again." He smiled.

Thorn chuckled lightly. "Just didn't peg you as the pop type, and I'm certainly not going to complain." He gave the bunny a gentle squeeze. "Not after that little dance you showed me anyway."

"See?" Sam grinned and poked Thorn in the ribs. "Pop music isn't all bad."

"Yeah, yeah." The wolf acquiesced as he separated from his boyfriend to hold the door open for the rabbit. "Guess we'll hit Music Country first?" As he followed the rabbit inside he let his paw slip down to take Sam's, smiling as he felt a gentle squeeze in return.

"You going to get anything?" Sam looked about at the other stores as they walked paw-in-paw. Even if his identity was hidden away at the moment from the public, it was nice to be able to do this at least openly.

"Probably not." Thorn shook his head. "Rent is due next week so I'm holding off my spending for the moment."

Sam jerked slightly as he realized that Thorn had paid for their movie tickets and the snacks as well. "Why didn't you say that at the..."

Thorn leaned in and gently kissed Sam on the cheek, startling the rabbit into silence, with a smile. "If I couldn't, I wouldn't. I could, so I did. I made my choice, that's all."

Sam looked down at the ground as they walked, momentarily lost in his reflection from the white tiles, a faint blush visible even through his fur. "Ok then, thanks again."'

The canine simply smiled and nodded. As they neared the music store the wolf's eyes latched onto another sign. "Hey, you go on ahead. I'll meet you in there."

Sam smiled as he watched the wolf head in the direction of the public bathroom. "Told you not to order that huge soda at the theater." He teased.

"You said you were going to help at the time." Thorn growled playfully.

With a shake of his head Sam entered the music shop and began to roam about the aisles, scanning over the selections as he moved. "So many to choose from, so little cash..." He sighed as he scratched at the fur of his neck. "I should get something for Thorn." He whispered quietly. "He's been so patient with me and all my hang ups. A CD seems like the least I could do."

"Come on baby. You know you want to come party with us."

"Please leave me alone. I just want to get my shopping done."

Sam turned slightly as he heard the conversation in the next aisle over and felt his fur bristle slightly at the scene. A single wolf stood backed against the display rack, clearly frightened if the positions of her ears and tail were any indication. Her chest rose and fell in quick, if barely controlled, pulses. Around the wolfess Sam could see four other canines arranged in a half circle.

The closest to the wolfess was a German Sheppard with a grin that could only be described as eerie. "Come on, my buddies and I will show you a real good time." He spoke, identifying him as the same voice from before. He smiled, though it was anything but reassuring, as he took a step toward the wolfess. His black and green came-style shirt pulled taught as a well-muscled arm reached out to hold the display case, essentially boxing the femme in. "I promise."

Sam's fur shifted in agitation as he heard the other canines around the Sheppard laughing. He turned fully now to view the group, identifying a Siberian Husky, a silver and red Corsac Fox in the mix. However, it was the last member of the group that made the rabbit shiver. Standing at over seven feet in height was an imposing looking Wolfhound.

In the moment that Sam spent looking over the situation, and liking it less and less, the wolfess decided to try her luck and escape from the pack that surrounded her. While she succeeded in breaking through their line as they laughed at her, her haste made her loose her balance and she tumbled to the floor.

Sam felt his breath catch as he watched the wolfess fall and her blue skirt hiked up higher from the sudden motion, revealing the sizable budge in her blue and white striped panties. "Knew something didn't scent right..." The lapine whispered as he started to round the display case to help wolf.

"W-what the fuck is this?" Demanded the Sheppard, clearly not expecting to have to deal with such a development. "Isn't even a real femme?"

The Corsac padded forward silently and lifted up the skirt as the wolf tried to scamper away. "Shit...it's a fuckin' fag in drag Terrill."

"The fuck..." The Sheppard, Terrill, snarled. "You trying to make a fool of me you fucking homo?" He growled threateningly as he advanced on the shaking wolf.

"Leave him alone." Sam almost shocked himself when he realized he was the one to speak. He had never heard such a commanding edge in his own voice before as he stepped toward the wolf on the ground. Offering his paw he helped the downed canine to his feet once again. "You had your fun now leave him alone."

Terrill's fur puffed out as his anger began to take full hold of him. "Who the fuck do you think you are bitch?" He demanded as he stepped towards the bunny. "You help a faggot, you're just as bad as one. Guess you'll have to be reeducated as well."

Acting on instinct Sam pulled the wolf behind him, placing himself between the advancing pack and their intended victim. "I'm not going to let you hurt him." His brows furrowed in determination and he felt himself crouch without much conscious thought. "Leave him alone."

Terrill sneered as he continued to advance, making the rabbit and wolf shift backwards. "You're nothing but a fucking snack to me you scrawny little bitch." Confident in his position as a predator advancing on prey, along with his pack mates at his back, the Sheppard lunged forward to attempt to grab Sam.

By nature, rabbits had little in the way of offensive capability. Sam's meager claws and flattened teeth would do him little good against a canine who was born and breed to out compete him in those categories, but he did have one very big advantage the dog didn't. Bending from the knees Sam made full use of the strong rear legs gifted to him by his lapine heritage to add the considerable strength to the push he landed to Terrill's chest. Were it not for the adrenaline coursing through his system right now he never would have beloved the sight of the Sheppard being thrown back and landing hard on his tail. "I said, leave us alone." Sam repeated, though his voice was shakier now, as he knew he wasn't going to get that lucky again.

"Fucking bitch!" With a loud growl Terrill scrambled to his feet trying to regain his image after being downed by, what he still believed to be, a femme. "You think that's going to make me tuck tail and run? I'll gut you right here and ain't no one going to stop me! You think I'm scared of you? On my own turf?"

"You should be." Came a low, threatening, growl.

Sam turned his gaze away for a moment and saw Thorn standing at the intersection of the display cases, lining him perfectly with the Sheppard and his pack. What he saw made him shiver with fright. The wolf had always looked so kind and gentle, even when his anger rose it never felt threatening, but now Sam could see a new side of his boyfriend.

"And why should I be scared of this bitch?" Chided Terrill as his friends also laughed.

The ridge of Thorn's muzzle wrinkled into distinctive ridges as the wolf bared his fangs. "Cause right now she's the most dangerous Furre in this mall." He growled.

"Her? Dangerous?" The husky asked with loud barking laughter. "How?"

"Cause as she has to do is make a sound, or a slight gesture..." Thorn's shoulders hunched forward slightly and his head hung a bit, giving him an incredibly threatening, feral, appearance. "And her extremely pissed off boyfriend beats the living shit out of all four of you."

"You?" Questioned the Corsac as he stepped forward. "You think you can take on all four of us?" His paws rose and extended out in a middle stance. "You're no challenge to me, let alone our pack."

"Get out of my way." Thorn growled as he began to move towards Sam. "Or you'll find out how wrong you are." As he got closer to the fox, on his way to Sam, the Corsac attacked with a few well-lined punches. Leaning to the side was enough to allow Thorn to avoid the two punches to his head, but he absorbed the two blows to his chest without even so much as a guard. "Last warning." He snarled. "Stand aside."

Sam watched with a mixture of amazement and fear as the fox attacked yet again. In a move that was almost too quick for the bunny to follow Thorn ducked under the next round of punches and effortlessly grabbed hold of the Corsica's wrist. The wolf then spun his back into the fox and braced his opponent's elbow against his shoulder before pulling down at the wrist. Sam winced as he heard something pop and the fox howled out in pain.

"I've only popped the ligament out of place." Thorn warned as his eyes shifted back to meet the fox's. "A little more pressure and I rip it open, after that I shatter the elbow right at the joint." His eyes narrowed. "You're a fighter right? You'd know how painful that would be, right?"

"Alright, alright!" The fox nodded his head quickly. "I give! Let go!"

Thorn released his captive and watched with cold eyes as the smaller canine fell to the ground clutching his injured arm. "I'll say it again, get lost before I get even more pissed." Stepping around the fox he continued toward the cornered rabbit and wolf.

The Sheppard nodded slightly and the wolfhound behind him began to move forward. "Bet you think you're pretty tough." Growled Terrill. "But you're out matched here, Boss isn't never lost a fight. Especially against your kind."

"My kind?" Thorn asked as he squared off against the wolfhound. "What kind would that be?" His eyes narrowed as he studied his opponent. Wolfhounds were one of the few breeds that had the raw stats to challenge a wolf safely. This Boss character outmatched him in terms of reach, and likely power as well. That increased size usually meant lower speeds though, and Thorn was confident in his own skill to make up for any other differences.

"Pain in the ass wolves who think their breed is better than everyone else's." Terrill shot back. "Boss, tear him apart."

The wolfhound towered over the wolf, his golden eyes peering out curiously from behind the dark brown fur that lined his eyes. "You should back down." Boss finally stated calmly.

"Was going to say the same to you." Replied Thorn. "But you're threatening my friends. Can't do that."

"Yes, I imagined you'd say that." Boss nodded. "I understand that, the desire to protect them. I respect it even."

"Then stand aside."

Boss shook his head. "I pledged my loyalty to Terrill. I owe him a debt I cannot repay."

There was a moment of tense silence before Thorn nodded. "I understand, I bear you no ill will. I will make this quick."

"You will try." Boss smiled as he lunged forward and attempted to punch the wolf in the chest, though the blow was easily avoided. The wolfhound growled in pain as a fist slammed into his elbow making the joint extend at an unnatural angle.

Thorn growled as well as the blow connected, cursing himself for not aiming better for the soft tissues rather than the dense joint bones. He ducked under the next punch that Boss threw and leapt up to land a knee strike into the taller canine's stomach. With the wind taken from him Boss suddenly went to half his height as his bent forward to recover.

Boss looked up as he saw Thorn leap back, and smiled. "That...was quick."

"Sorry about this." Thorn whispered as he brought back his paw and unleashed a strong, descending punch into Boss' temple. The wolf winced as he pulled back his paw, flexing it tenderly, as he stared at the prone form of the wolfhound. "You've a good Furre in your charge Terrill, rather unfortunately. I suggest you take your wounded and leave now."

Terrill growled and his ears flattened back. "You...you son of a bitch! You're going to pay for this!" He nodded to the still unnamed husky and to the Corsac, making both run to Boss's side as they tried to lift the much larger male. As they lifted the unconscious canine and raced for the exit to escape Terrill turned about once more. "This ain't over! You hear me fag lover!? This ain't over!"

Sam watched as Thorn's fur visibly bristled and was shocked as the wolf barked something at the retreating Sheppard. He'd never heard the wolf speak anything but the common tongue that all Furres used, to hear the wolf reply in an ancestral tong was unnerving. "Thorn?" His voice was low as padded toward his boyfriend. "Are you..."

"You ok?"

Sam stopped as he heard the raw edge in the canine's voice, a tone Thorn had never used with him before. "Y-yeah, I'm ok." He swallowed hard as Thorn turned to face him, recognizing the anger that still boiled at the surface of his eyes. "Thorn..."

"If you ever, ever..." The wolf stressed the word. "Put yourself in a situation like that again I'll kick that fuzzy tail of yours myself. You understand me?"

The words shocked Sam, never before had Thorn threatened him, even in jest. "What would you have me do Thorn? I couldn't leave him to them. I had to do something!" He demanded, a hint on anger in his voice as well. "What should I have done?"

"You get me!" Thorn shot back. "I can handle crap like that! Not you..." He turned his head away as Sam continued to stare back at him. "You can't deal with stuff like that..."

It took Sam a few moments to understand, but as the wolf's eyes flicked toward him the meaning became more evident. The anger was real, but only at the surface. If the lapine looked deeper he could see the real motive behind Thorn's unexpected outburst.

Fear.

There was fear there like the rabbit had never seen in the wolf before now, fear of Sam being really hurt because the wolf couldn't protect him. Slowly the bunny walked forward and embraced the still slightly seething wolf. "Ok..." He whispered. "Ok, I promise."

Barely a second had passed before Thorn wrapped his arm around the rabbit male. "Don't scare me like that again..." He whispered softly as he held Sam. The wolf looked up as he heard someone clear his throat, his eyes drifting to the smaller, effeminate looking wolf.

"I, uh, I wanted to thank you." The wolf began nervously. "For helping me I mean. I don't know..."

"Save it." Thorn shook his head. "I don't need any thanks from you."

"Thorn..." Sam tried to defend the male.

"But..." The wolf tried to continue.

"You're a wolf." Thorn turned and began to walk away. "That's all there is to it."

"Thorn!" Sam called after as his boyfriend walked away, leaving the rabbit very confused. Turning back to the wolf he tried to apologize. "I am so sorry. He's never been like this before. I don't know what's gotten into him."

"It...its ok." The wolf replied with a low voice, his head hanging down a bit more. "Most wolves can't accept what I've done, and adding to that needing to be rescued from those other dogs." He shook his head. "Both are serious affronts to one's pride as a wolf. I'm not surprised at his reaction."

"What you've done?" Sam tilted his head questioningly. "That can't be right, you haven't done anything wrong."

"You...wouldn't understand." The wolf shook his head slowly, smiling sadly. "For a wolf to dress like this...a male...to dress like this..." The wolf's head hung lower. "I've gotten reactions like his before. I'm not surprised by them." Lifting his head once again he forced a smile. "It seems like he'll listen to you though, please tell him how much I thank the both of you."

Sam stared at the male for a moment before turning his gaze to where Thorn was waiting by the exit and staring out into the mall. A frown turned his normally happy expression as he reached out and took the effeminate wolf by the paw. Momentarily ignoring his sudden entourage's protest the rabbit all but stormed up to his boyfriend. "Explain to me why my dressing this way is ok, but when he does it, it brings out your cold shoulder."

Thorn turned a quizzical gaze on Sam as he tried to catch up with a conversation he'd missed. "Huh? What are you..." He trailed off as he saw the smaller wolf in tow. "Oh... I don't care that he dresses like that. Why would you think it makes a difference to me?"

Sam shook his head, feeling the headache starting to form. "You just...you totally blew him off in there. You didn't even let him say thank you."

"That's cause there was no need for him to thank me." Thorn replied as he tried to scratch at his neck fur, only to wince as he tried to extend the digits. "We're wolves, trace back far enough and we're of the same tribe. I just..." He sighed and looked away. "I just did what I was supposed to."

Now it was the smaller wolf's turn to be confused. "What you were supposed to? Wolves don't protect other wolves unless they're of the same pack."

"I didn't say I did what I was brought up to." Thorn turned away. "I said I did what I was supposed to. Wolf is wolf, no matter their mix." He sighed and took a deep breath. "I smell bloodhound and powdered sugar, let's get out of here before mall security shows up."

Sam nodded, clearly missing some aspect of the conversation that was inherent to the two wolves. "Yeah, there's a coffee shop on the other side of the mall. We can mingle our scents there to lose them." He took the smaller wolf's paw tight in his own as they started to walk, as if afraid the male would vanish before Sam had the chance to determine what was going on here. "What's your name?"

"Caragan." The wolf spoke as he walked, dividing his vision between the quiet wolf and the vice like grip of the rabbit on his paw. "But, everyone calls me Cara. After what you did for me, I'd like it if you call me Cara too."

Sam smiled and nodded. "Ok, but we didn't do anything special. After all, if we don't help each other out, who will?" Sam did his best not to, but he could fully hold back the laughter as he saw understanding dawn in Cara's brown and gold flecked eyes. "Yeah, you and I are similar."

The wolf stopped in midstride, forcing Sam to do the same. "You are a male?" He whispered softly as he looked the rabbit up and down in examination. "And you?" His attention turned to Thorn. "You are..."

Thorn nodded slightly as they entered the Stardom coffee house. "Yeah, I am and we are." He nuzzled Sam's ear gently. "I'll get us some drinks. You two find some place quiet to sit."

Sam nodded silently as he watched the wolf walk off. "Come on." Tugging slightly on the other wolf's paw the bunny directed them to a booth near the back were there were few other Furres around. "Can I ask you something?" He asked as they sat down.

"Of course. I owe you plenty so..."

"You don't owe me anything." Sam interrupted. "So stop saying stuff like that." Seeing Cara nod, grudgingly, in agreement Sam continued. "What did you mean back there? About wolves not protecting wolves."

"He hasn't told you?" Cara's head cocked before he shook his head lightly. "No, I suppose he wouldn't given your...unique relationship." He smiled as the bunny frowned. "I don't mean that you're gay, but that your wolf is willing to admit to it so openly." A light chuckle escaped Cara as he saw the blush in Sam's cheeks at the mention of ‘your wolf'. "A wolf is expected to be able to fight for itself, especially males. To need to be rescued is a serious blow to one's pride." Cara's eyes fell to the table. "To aid another wolf is said to be even worse, because the wolf will never know if they could have survived the fight without the help."

Sam blinked in disbelief. "So, it's all a macho-male thing?"

"I suppose it seems that way." Cara nodded with a pain laced smile. "Especially to someone raised outside the tribe, but to us...to those who still follow traditions it is much more." He trailed off until he realized that Sam was still watching him intently. "It's about family. Bringing them honor by fighting valiantly, and avoiding shame by needing help."

"That doesn't sound so different from any other family really." Sam thought aloud. "I mean, I don't try to bring shame on my family after all."

Cara laid his paw on the table, tapping a claw absently, as he nodded. "I don't doubt that but...wolves take it to an extreme that doesn't seem to match with other families." He shrugged apologetically. "Then again, I don't know much about the details for other species so I could be wrong."

Sam looked over to the drink counter and saw that Thorn was placing their order. "Then why did Thorn say what he did? And why did you say we have a unique relationship?" He asked without taking his sight from the wolf.

"I think I can explain the first question you asked...but only if I answer the second question first." Cara replied after a brief moment of thought. "He had no problem embracing you or admitting to your relationship. Homosexuality is...well, let's just say it's deeply frowned upon in the wolf community."

"Like every other." Sam huffed with disdain.

"True." Cara smiled sadly. "Most wolves can't accept a choice like what Thorn and I have made. We are made outcasts, lone wolf."

"I always thought being called a lone wolf was a good thing." Sam leaned in. "Like you were independent and free spirited."

"Sometimes, but we are still pack minded at heart." Cara explained. "To be exiled from one's pack, or the tribe at large...it hurts."

Sam winced inwardly as he heard the pain in Cara's voice. "Then, he's become an outcast by being with me?"

"Maybe." Cara looked over to where Thorn was collecting their drinks. "Though, I don't think so in his case." He shook his head as he saw Sam silently prodding for more. "It's just a feeling, like he was labeled lone wolf long before he met you."

Before he could say anything else, Sam found a large beverage container being plunked down in front of him. "Oh, hi Thorn."

Thorn raised an eyebrow as he sat beside the smaller male and shot a questioning look at Cara. "That interesting a conversation huh?"

"We were just talking about the things you said by the music store." Sam spoke as he picked up his drink and caught the scent of fruit infused tea. "I was confused about what you said. Cara was helping to explain it to me."

Cara nodded as he picked up his own drink, sniffing it experimentally to identify it. "Iced hazelnut? How'd you know I like this flavor?"

"It's a popular flavor." Thorn replied as he took a sip of his soda. "Took a guess."

Sam set his drink down and turned to look at Thorn. "Why is your tail in a knot? Cara hasn't done anything to make you this pissed off at him."

When Thorn didn't reply, Cara took it upon himself to explain instead. "I put you in danger." He nodded a little bit as his eyes met Sam's. "A wolf may not fight for others in most cases, but there are exceptions." He grinned as the two males opposite him blushed and turned their attentions away. After a few minutes of silence he spoke again, much more reservedly. "I am sorry for that though, I wish there was a way to make it up to you."

"There is." Thorn nodded as he set his soda on the table, resting his paw against the cold surface. "You're a wolf, learn how to defend yourself from mongrels like those."

Cara's eyes brightened and his ears flipped to an upright position as he heard warmth in Thorn's voice for the first time. The emotion was short lived however as his ears flattened again just as quickly. "I wish I could but...I'm the runt of the litter. I can't fight the way you can."

"Not buying it." Thorn shook his head. "I've gotten my tail kicked by a bird that's half your weight. You come to Master Ginryuu's do-jang when you're ready to learn how to defend yourself. I'll teach you."

Sam smiled as he saw Cara's tail beginning to wag in the corner of the booth. "Seems like everything's ok then." He turned to look Thorn in the eyes. "Will you stop being such a sour-puss now?"

Thorn quirked an eyebrow at Sam's question, then darted in to steal a quick kiss from the rabbit's lips. He smiled as he heard the bunny gasp in surprise, then easily allow the moment to happen. "Now..." The wolf whispered. "I'll stop being such a sour-puss." He looked over at the clock on the café wall as Sam snuggled up against him. "Damn, wish we could stay longer but I have to get ready for work."

Sam looked up at the clock and then to Thorn. "I thought you said we had plenty of time yet."

"Well, we did..." Thorn looked away. "But, uh...well..." He reached to scratch at his neck fur again and growled in pain as his fingers refused to comply with the simple motion.

"You're injured." Cara leaned forward and took Thorn's paw in his own. "Look, it's all swollen around the knuckles. I think you may have broken a couple of them."

"I didn't break anything." Thorn huffed as he tried to pull away, but the grip of the other wolf refused to allow him escape. "I'd know if I broke anything." Thorn insisted. "I work as a martial arts instructor, I know my body. I just need to take care of it at home with the med kit."

"A wolf...is supposed to help other wolves. Right?" Cara asked, paraphrasing Thorn's sentiments, from earlier as he held Thorn's paw. "So, let me help you. Besides, I owe you."

"Again with that." Sam sighed, but there was a playful lightness to it. He reached up and placed his paw on Thorn's arm. "Let him try. Maybe he really can help."

Thorn looked back and forth between the two cross-dressed males, and the pleading eyes they were giving him. He let his head hang forward in defeat. "That's cheating..." Was all he managed to mumble as they stood and left the coffee shop.

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