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The snow had been coming down for hours, but the wolf was far from worried. She peeked out of the window of their cabin, staring off into the woods where she hoped he'd be returning from soon. The scent of a roasting turkey wafted through their home, mixing in with the scent of a crackling fireplace. This would be the last time he went hunting for a few days; the weather called for a blizzard that would keep them locked up for days. Tala didn't care; she missed having good, quality time with her mate. She was out and about so often that they'd go days barely seeing one another. Having a little 'staycation' would be good for them both.

She moved to the kitchen and started preparing two steaming mugs of hot chocolate, made just the way he liked it. They'd had a little debate shortly after moving in together about who could make it the best. They decided to settle the argument by making one another their best effort at the delicious, cold-weather drink- and he'd grudgingly admitted that Tala made it better, right before he asked for another cup. Since then, she always made it for him every snowy day, no matter how busy they were. It was a tradition.

As soon as she dropped the last few marshmallows into his mug, she heard the front door open. Her heart leaped in her chest, and she grabbed both of the mugs, wiggling in excitement all the way to the next room. He was still standing by the door, removing all of his winter gear- absolutely coated in melting ice and snowflakes. Once the boots came off, she offered him his mug, and the biggest smile she could muster. "Looks like it'll be just you and me this Yule. With any luck, we'll be buried in past New Year. I'm looking forward to getting some time with you, my love."

The black wolf grinned back at her, and took away both mugs, setting them aside on an end table. He'd pull her fiercely into his arms, hugging her tight. "I'm looking forward to time with you, too, flufflebutt. It feels like it's been too long since we just spent a few weeks together." He'd pull back, planting a small, affectionate kiss on her nose. His eyes glowed with warmth and love, and she knew her own expression reflected the same. "Something smells really good. You actually made dinner? I didn't have a lot of luck hunting out there; everything's in hiding until the weather blows over."

"I did! I cooked up that turkey you hunted a few days ago, and I've got some potatoes and rice... You know, it is Yule. You wanna crack open that bottle of wine and actually decorate? It seems a bit late to do it, I'm sure, but... We can always leave it up until the blizzard goes away." Tala gave him one more light squeeze, and picked up her mug. She'd move to the fireplace and gently poke at it to get it roaring again, turning around to look at him. "It'll be a few hours before dinner is ready, y'know."

"That sounds like a plan to me. Let's finish our mugs and before we open the wine; you always make the best hot chocolate, and I don't want it to go to waste." He rummaged through the coat closet, dragging out box after box- until, finally, the big green box marked "Yule" came out. They both unpacked it, finding all of the things that they'd forgotten in almost a year- a big, realistic pine tree, with frosted snow on the edges, and little pinecones. Hundreds of eclectic ornaments collected over the years, white lights, stockings, tinsel, strings of multicolored beads, and even a miniature tree for their bedroom came out of the box.

They chatted back and forth about various small things, busy concentrating on putting the tree together. Once it was standing, ready to be decorated, they decided it was too quiet- and turned on the radio, just to listen to the cheerful, seasonal music. They wrapped the lights around first, spending a good half an hour just testing them to find all the broken ones. Once that was done, Tala kidnapped the tinsel, and pretended it was a feather boa- which had Kyroku laughing so hard he couldn't breathe. He chased her around the room, trying to pry it off of her to wrap on the tree, and when he finally cornered her, he claimed the tinsel- and his prize- with a kiss. It put them in a giddy mood; they turned laughing and playful, passing ornaments and hooks back and forth to decorate the tree just right. Finally, the beads were thrown on haphazardly, to give the whole thing an extra splash of color.

By then, they'd drained their mugs and moved on to the bottle of wine- sweet, and crisp, as red as the tinsel on their tree. They pinned the stockings on the fireplace mantle, and decorated above it with yet more tinsel and fake, sparkly cotton snow. A wreath decorated with handmade ribbons and lights completed the display, lightly scented with cinnamon. While Kyroku went into the other room to put up the minitree, Tala worked fast to fill up his stocking with the things she'd bought the day before. When he came back in, he caught her in the middle of placing messily wrapped presents under the large tree. She blushed, freezing with one of the smaller gifts in hand- and he just laughed, shaking his head.

"You've had this whole thing planned, hmm? Fine. Why don't you get our dinner plates ready? I hid all of your presents in my truck, so I've got to go get them." His voice was teasing, delivered with a wink. She laughed and nodded, and watched him affectionately while he donned all his winter gear again. She shook her head to clear it, and finished placing all of her gifts- before disappearing into the kitchen. She heard him return, but she also heard the unmistakable sounds of wrapping paper being torn and the crinkle of things being wrapped, so she tried to be as slow as possible.

She finished preparing the plates around the time she stopped hearing him wrap presents, and returned to their living room with platters heaped full of their hot dinner. Their glasses of wine already waited for them on the table, and she stole a glance under the tree when she set down the food. It was nearly impossible to see the tree skirt for all the presents- from both of them. She could easily pick his out; his were neatly wrapped, almost perfect. Hers were messy and wrinkled in a lot of places, even though she'd tried so hard to make them look neat. Some things just weren't her talent, and wrapping presents had always been a failure for her.

He sat down with her on the rug, and promptly dug into his turkey. He didn't say much, but the fact that his mouth never seemed to be empty was compliment enough. She chuckled softly to herself, and sipped her wine inbetween small bites, content to listen to the music and just stare at him. Their small little cabin was more than large enough for the two of them; they had their bedroom, a gorgeous bathroom, a full-sized kitchen, and the main room- where they spent most of their time. A rug made of faux fur was spread in front of the fireplace, and whenever Tala got the urge to doodle or write, she'd sit on that rug and prop herself up with some pillows.

It was a cozy place to live, and he'd built it himself. She believed that he was so talented, in so many ways. He handled any bugs like a champ, hunted fresh meat for them even when he didn't have to(they lived not ten miles outside of a fairly large city), could wire things, fix things, build things...As she glanced over at the gifts, taking another sip of her wine, she realized he was really good at traditionally feminine things, too- cooking, wrapping presents. He was even better at cleaning than she was.

"How does someone like me end up with someone like you, huh?" Tala murmured. He cocked his head to the side for a moment, just watching her. They'd been together for so long, he knew that there was always a train of thought behind her statements. "I spend most of my time out chasing victims, and here you are, waiting patiently at home after a hard day's work, wondering if I'll join you. I know we have our phones and we text when I'm out; I know you have your hobbies to occupy you when I'm not around. I just wonder how I was so lucky to have such a loyal, amazing mate."

"It's your blowjob skills." He said dryly. She laughed, and he cracked up, too, unable to keep a straight face. "Okay, really, it's because you don't give yourself enough credit. You're not out chasing tail all the time; you're here a lot more than you seem to think. Besides, at the end of the day, I knew what you were when we got together. I love you for everything that you are, sex monster and all. I especially love you for being a sex monster," he joked, earning a chuckle from Tala. "You love me, and I know that. You try so hard to make sure I'm happy, no matter what I ask. Besides, I could call you in the middle of a sixteen-guy orgy and you'd come running home if I asked; you've always been my sweet, obedient pet. So the real question is- how did I get a succubus in a collar?"

"Dat ass." They busted out laughing together, almost in unison- and by the end of it, Kyroku seemed breathless and Tala had tears in her eyes. "Ass-ide from that...We've talked about this. I mean, I'm kinda a succubus. I feed my life energy through sex, and I crave it, often. I also get energy from love, and affection, and adoration. Those last three things, if I seek them out instead of sex...Everyone gets hurt. Sex is easy. It's fun. It doesn't have to mean anything, so I can live on it just fine." She crawled over to him, and into his lap, softly pressing her nose to his. "Loving you has never been easy, but it's always been the right thing for me. You keep me in control of my instincts. You are my home, no matter where we are. You've helped me grow, and learn, and get better at so many things that I could never have dreamed of attempting before. In all of it, you're patient, caring, and compassionate. Even when I've made mistakes, you never leave. Of course I belong to you; you are my everything."

His eyes crinkled at the corners when he smiled, and brought his lips the final few centimeters to her. Her arms snaked up around his neck, and hold him close to her. As always, the energy transfer started- a steady stream made up of their unique essence. She'd tasted bonfires, tornadoes, oceans, forests- all in the essence of other people. No one had ever matched with Kyroku's. His felt like a moonless, winter night- crisp air, extra-bright stars, and a darkness that was both complete and comforting. She had always loved his taste, from the very first kiss. She never tired of it.

When he pulled away, however, the transfer stopped. Disappointment filled her over its loss, even though she knew he had his reasons. Still, she put on her best pouty face, and opened up her muzzle to protest. He shook his head, gently placing a finger to her lips. "You know I'd normally never turn you down, but we have plenty of time for that, all night long. You're amazing, sweets, and I want to enjoy all of our time. Why don't we open some presents?"

"Fiiine. Okay." Tala slid out of his lap and stood in one fluid move, bouncing over to the tree to sort through their piles. She pushed his presents toward him, and sat down with her own. One by one, wrapping paper got ripped off, revealing new club dresses, some appliances for their kitchen, a brand new vape that she'd been coveting, and some insanely comfortable pajamas. She was down to two boxes- and he asked her to save them for after he'd opened all of his.

"Okay, open all of yours, but the smallest box needs to be opened last of all the presents tonight." She agreed, and watched in satisfaction while he opened his gifts- tools that he'd been needing, new pants, some games, and a spare controller and charge station so that she could occasionally play with him, too. He twirled the tiny box left over in his hand, and gestured to her presents with a grin. "Open the big one first. I think that'll get the best reaction, and it's the one I've been the most nervous over."

The white wolf needed no further urging, and she shredded away the wrapping paper, and opened up the massive box. Confused, she started pulling out contents- two cloth pet carriers, two small pet bowls, a laser pointer, toy mice, jingle balls, small beds... Finally, she reached the end, and saw one piece of paper. She retrieved it and read it, out loud. "This certificate certifies that Tala Shashini Darthiris has $120 in credit towards the Soul Companion Shelter, to be used at any time towards the adoption of any animals of their choosing." She'd look up from it, eyes glittering. "Seriously?! We're finally going to adopt together?"

Kyroku laughed, and nodded in answer. "Yes. I know how badly you've wanted to have some small additions to our family. You and I both know we're not ready for puppies of our own, and we may not ever be ready- but I know how much you love cats. That's enough to get us two, so that when you're gone and I'm working, they won't be lonely. We can go pick them out whenever you want." He seemed pleased that she enjoyed her gift, and even relieved.

She opened up the last box, knowing there was no way it could follow the announcement of being able to adopt some pets- and gasped. She pulled out a huge, dark red velvet bow, with matching garter belt, and white-fur trimmed white stockings. Completing the whole combo was a tiny red thong- which, she realized fast, had a vibrator in it. When she looked up, ready to make a teasing comment, she saw him twirling the remote for it in his paws with a wicked grin. "Go put it on. See? I had my reasons for telling you to wait."

Tala giggled and carried her lingerie to their bedroom, tossing her pajamas behind her as she went. When she returned, it was with her breasts bound by the huge bow, and the garter belt holding up the new stockings. The thong seemed to be made so that she couldn't avoid the vibrator nestled right up against her clit. She spent half of her time stripping for people, but there was something about that lingerie set that felt particularly naughty. She licked her lips, and moved back into the living room, sliding one arm up the door frame and placing her other paw on her hip. "With this gift, Alpha, I'm pretty sure you've dressed me up like your perfect slut. Which really just makes my gift so much better. Why don't you open it?"

Without another word, he opened up the small box- and found a miniature speaker, a remote, and a rolled up piece of paper. He unrolled it, and held it open, reading out loud just as she had done before. "Merry Yule, my Alpha! I hope you've enjoyed your other presents. This one, unfortunately, wouldn't fit into a box. So, this is my biggest present for you this year- me! Would you please pull one of the dining room chairs to the center of the room, and set up the speaker? Once you're ready, all you need to do is press "play" on the remote. I've taken care of the rest. I love you so much! Your pet, wife, and soulmate, Tala."

Kyroku gave her a quizzical look, but followed the note's request. Once he was seated comfortably, he held up the tiny black remote and hit it. Surprisingly loud, clear music came from the speaker- their song. From her position by the door, Tala started forward, matching each step to the beat of the music. She swayed her hips from left to right as she approached, her demeanor changing immediately from flirtatious and playful to sensual and inviting. By the time she made it to him, the words to the song had begun- and her voice carried through the room, singing along in harmony.

She dipped her hips in a figure eight, trailing her hands up her stomach to the bow tied around her chest. She pulled one string, and the velvet fell away from her body, crumbling down to the floor. She slid one foot behind her, leaning forward slowly, locking her eyes with his. She'd squeeze her breasts together, and started to pull back up, arching her chest forward. Tala giggled when she felt hungry lips on her nipples, and used the opportunity to straddle his lap.

With each sway of her hips, she bent her legs down until she was sitting on his thighs. Her muzzle lowered to his, barely brushing her lips across his. She'd roll her body against him, feeling his stiff cock pushing into the thin fabric of her thong. She'd yelp as she felt the bullet turn on, and the vibrations caused pleasure to shoot up her spine. Her yelp faded into a moan, and a malicious smile. Tala ground her sex and its dirty little toy against him, sharing the pleasure.

He groaned, and bucked up against her, stretching the thin lace tight around the head of his cock. She'd grin, lowering her torso back, until she was resting on her hands. Her feet slipped into the back of his chair, and she started shaking her sex and backside just out of reach of his muzzle, pulling back anytime he'd lean forward. The panties turned off, to her relief; a slightly further arch of her back snapped the clips of her garter belt and stockings, with the belt sliding up to show off the thong completely.

She'd tip her legs over her body, placing her feet on the ground and rising to her knees. With her hands on his thighs, she'd rotate her hips in slow circles while rising, tossing her hair behind her head. She'd dip her chest towards his body and slide her leg up, popping it towards him a few times, and lock it around his chair. She'd take one of his paws, and place it between her breasts- while it slid down, lower, she'd undo the hooks on the back of her garter belt and toss it aside, remaining in only her thong and stockings, which were steadily slipping down on their own.

With the song winding down, she'd lower her leg and twirl, rolling her back so that her ass and tail barely brushed against his erect shaft and lower belly. She'd lower herself onto his lap, shaking her ass from side to side, letting his prick slip between her cheeks in the process. She'd rest her back against his chest, and lay her head on his shoulder, caressing his neck with her breath. His paws moved of their own accord to run along her slides. As the song ended, with him panting from arousal and her breathless from the exertion, she noticed that they were both trembling from their desire.

"I hope you enjoyed your present," she whispered against his ear, and he just growled in response, pressing his hard cock harder into her. She chuckled, and swung her legs off of him, twirling to face him again. She'd hold out her paw to help him up, but he had different plans. He picked her up, kissing her fiercely, his tongue assaulting hers. She melted into it easily, wrapping her legs around his waist. He was too eager, too impatient for her. He knelt down, letting go so that she'd land- with a soft thud- on the furs in front of the fireplace, only feet from the chair.

She'd look down at him, panting in time with him. His fingers were clumsy and rough, pulling her stockings off and tossing them aside. Her thong followed, and she heard the 'clink' of the vibrator landing a few feet away before his muzzle was on hers again, silencing anything she might have said. He held her to him, one paw tugging on her collar, the other probing at her sex. He found her slick and wet, emanating an almost feverish body heat.

There was only a brief moment of absence, and then she felt his tip at her entrance, sliding against it and between her slit. He'd grind slowly, teasing her clit. She wrapped her legs around him again, wriggling under him, trying to position him to penetrate- and he stayed stubbornly out of reach, just toying with her. His kiss was intense, and she focused on it instead, nipping at his tongue. It was torture to feel him rubbing, and so she tried to just lost herself in his kiss. She'd flick her piercing against the roof of his mouth, before circling it around the tip of his tongue.

The fingers clutching her collar moved to twine in her hair, tugging it back so that he could nibble at her throat. "Yes, I enjoyed my present, Tala," he whispered, inbetween kisses to the sensitive flesh. "It's so funny to me. Out there, you wear corsets and latex. You seem to enjoy forcing girls and boys to their knees for you. In here, though, you're mine. You give me no resistance; you never try to own me. You want to belong to me. Your love, and the way you relinquish your control... It's so hot to me."

His hips moved and he was inside of her, pressing deep within a few seconds. She whimpered, immediately clenching her walls down around him. The transfer of his energy surged, and she felt like she was floating in his essence, lost in his love and his lust. It consumed her- and she drank it in like she was dying of thirst. "I love that I can own you like this. I love you, all of you, and no matter what happens outside of this cabin...This is where we're home. When I'm buried in you." He'd emphasize his words with another thrust into her, and she'd whimper again, trying to press against him, encouraging him to go deeper.

Instead, he slowly pulled out, and slid back in, his breath ragged. She knew he couldn't maintain his control for long, but this was his habit. He relished the feeling of her as much as she was addicted to the sensations of him. His teeth sunk into her neck, not so hard as to be painful, but enough to send bolts of ecstasy shooting through her. She'd cry out, bucking against him. Tala was just as impatient for him as he was for her; it felt like so long since they'd last made love. He was right. She felt the most at home when they were connected like this, consumed with one another.

"Mine," he growled softly against her throat. Kyroku's hips were jerking faster into her, angled in such a way to be as deep as he could. She was starting to feel the press of his knot, though she knew they both weren't ready for it. The pace he kept, rhythmically pistoning in and out of her, was meant to draw out their pleasure. She felt the fire inside of her climbing, licking at her limbs, growing only hotter by the second.

"Yours," Tala whispered back, wrapping her arms around his neck. He'd look up to her, and she'd kiss him again, hugging him tighter against her. With her eyes closed, she could focus just on how he felt- the rich, brisk night streaming into her body, filling her with life and the sensation of being whole. His cock stretched her just enough to make her feel full, and she craved it all, no matter how much she wanted it to last forever. "Please don't stop, not yet," she'd mumble against his lips.

He wouldn't respond, just kissing her back fiercely. He'd thrust faster, digging his claws into her hips and pulling her against him with each push. She knew if they continued like this that he wouldn't be able to stop- and she wasn't willing to lose the feeling yet. She used as much might as she could muster to push him off, and slid out from under him. He reached out for her again, but she shook her head, gently pushing him backwards onto the rug. "No. Let me ride you. I want to feel you inside of me for as long as I can."

He rested back, and she straddled his hips as she'd done before. She'd smile down at him, placing one hand on his chest for balance, and lower herself back on his shaft- groaning as it slid effortlessly into her. She'd rock her hips, and lock eyes with him. He was quieter now, watching her, with his paws lightly gripping her hips. The firelight bathed over them both, and lit up the expression on his face- a mixture of joy and insatiable lust. She saw him struggling to control himself, but every so often, his fingers would flex and he'd push up deeper inside of her.

She'd continue to roll her hips, basking in the warmth of their home, the heat of his fingertips in her skin, and the sweet bliss of his energy wrapping around her. She knew that, to anyone who could see her aura, she would be glowing with the kind of power that normally only came from draining a person to death. She was filled up with him, in every way. His emotions trickled through the bond, and she was almost overwhelmed with the force of his love and desire for her. It drove her onward, riding him harder, bouncing faster to try and achieve that perfect union.

He groaned, resting his head back and thrusting into her every time she came down on him. Tala steadily panted, fingers trembling while gripping his chest fur. His claws dug into her hips, pulling her down. He couldn't help himself; he had to fuck her, and he could do it even with her on top. She didn't try to slow him down that time; she wanted that completion as much as he did. She needed to feel him completely buried in her, knot and all. She didn't try to prolong it anymore; instead she sped up, clenching her walls around him whenever he'd be fully sheathed in her. Her sex was weeping, coating his cock in her fluids, and dripping down onto his knot.

With an audible 'pop', his knot shoved into her- and she didn't stop, trying to milk a few more moments out of their time. She could feel the spasms in his shaft, and she knew he couldn't hold back much longer. She was so close. Her bounces became more erratic, and less precise. She could feel her pleasure building, and his bulb stretching her even further than normal, with just the smallest twinge of pain, was more than she could take. "Gods, yes!" She'd whine, and dig her nails into his chest, plummeting over the edge.

As her walls tightened around him, pulsing in time with her heartbeat, he came with a final hard buck into her. He'd groan, the thrusts slowing with each shot of seed deep into her pussy, held inside and unable to escape. She whimpered, still shivering around him, and leaned forward to kiss him while their pleasure faded. His cock still twitched occasionally inside of her, eliciting a tired, but pleased cry, muffled by their kiss. She'd slide her free paw into his hair, gently gripping the soft black locks. Nothing ever felt so perfect as him locked with her.

She pulled back, still stroking his hair, and he grinned tiredly up at her. "You should give me lapdances more often. That was the best gift all year." They both laughed, dropping off into a moan from the twitches of her walls around his cock. His paw would rub circles on her back affectionately, his eyes closing and resting back on the rug. "The lingerie was a good idea on my part, too, if unintentionally. The bow tied around your chest for your lapdance-gift? That was great accidental coordination."

"See? Perfect for one another." She teased, wriggling her hips. He groaned, and she mimicked the same motions again, just to be playful. She'd reach over to the table and pick up her glass of wine, sipping from it while she looked down at him. The only part about fucking him that could be minorly inconvenient was the time that it took for them to get unstuck. "Want some wine? I really hope you're not tired already. We've still got all night."

"I'd love some wine. Don't worry; a plate of those leftovers and I'll be ready to carry you to bed for round two." She'd chuckle, and take a sip of the wine, leaning down to kiss him. Her lips would part slightly, letting the wine slip into his muzzle. She'd pull back, and he'd lick his lips, shaking his head and grinning at her. "Nothing quite like getting sweet wine from the lips of a beautiful girl. I can sit up and drink the rest on my own, though."

He'd wiggle until he was sitting up, held up by one arm, and face-to-face with her. He'd take the glass from her and take another sip, sighing in bliss. Tala noticed that he seemed to have shrunk enough for her to slide off of him, with another audible 'pop'. She'd wobbly slightly, trying to remember how to balance, and make her way into the kitchen. He'd hear the sounds of dishes clinking, and occasionally see flashes of her tail moving around in the other room.

She returned with a full plate for them both, and as soon as it was finished, he picked her up- bridal-style- and carried her into the bedroom. She'd giggle and open her arms for him, and he'd jump into the bed, laughing as well. They tangled together for the rest of the night, waking up off-and-on to fuck- and then snuggling under the blankets together, a mess of limbs and fur. It was only the full light of the sun streaming through their window that finally woke them.

He'd sit up first, drawing the curtains back to look outside. Kyroku sighed at the now clear, sunny morning. The light was dazzling, reflecting off the snow. "I guess this means you're not going to stay cooped up for a few weeks, huh?" He hadn't expected the blizzard to blow over in the night; sure, the snow banks were extremely high, but a little bit of work and they'd be able to leave the house if they wanted. He tried to hide his disappointment; he'd been looking forward to weeks of uninterrupted, loving time with his mate.

Tala sat up next. She'd blink, bleary-eyed at the sun, and then turn a mischievous grin towards him. "I think the world can wait for me. There's no one else I'd rather be with right now than you," she'd whisper, and wrap her arms around his neck to pull him into a deep kiss. He'd melt into the kiss, and murr while they fell back into the sheets, ignoring the outside world to get lost in one another for just a little while longer.