A Wolf To Keep

Being a freelancer in IT has its benefits - at least where I live. If you know how to sell yourself and got the right connections, you can earn a lot of money and I mean _a lot_.

Who would've thought, that by 25 I earn more than a senior physician. And while I don't think that it is particularly fair, who am I to complain? The world's not fair and I'll make damn sure I get my cut. However, I'm not going to fool anyone: My job requires a whole lot of work you'll never see. There's all the tax related stuff you have to take care of as a freelancer - especially if you live where I live. You have to pay for everything yourself, ranging from insurance to further education. Which brings me to the most important part of my job: Being an autodidact and _never_ ever stopping to learn. IT is such a fast moving field, what I learn today will be old news by tomorrow. That also means you never really _stop_ working. It is not assembly-line work, where you just clock in, clock out and you're done. Hell no.

And finally: Having put basically all my focus on IT and educating myself, a lot of other things came short. One could say I haven't really lived yet. I didn't attend parties, I didn't go on dates. I didn't do a whole lot of socializing to put it bluntly. That's not to say I suck at that - it just never was a priority of mine. Also given the current situation with the pandemic and all that, it has become incrementally more obvious - and not to say more difficult.

So here I am, earning money like you wouldn't believe, having bought my own house at 25 - and basically no mortgage to speak of, and being a lonely guy in what I think is the greatest city on the continent. Money doesn't buy you happiness they say and that does ring kind of true for me, unfortunately.

It was a sunny friday afternoon. The spring was about to turn into a fully fledged summer. The dreary gray of the winter had finally disappeared and made way for the lush green of spring. I was driving to my last appointment of the week. Something, something IT issues and they can't seem to fix it. Under any other circumstances this wouldn't have been my issue to deal with. I'm more of a software guy. Doing on-site (or is it off-site?) work is nothing I normally do. All of the company's technicians were already out of office for the weekend and since I was living rather close by, I volunteered. With a hefty rate of course. No way I'm doing this kinda work for free. There's a reason I like software so much - and that is its honesty. If your code fucks up - it's on you, since you probably wrote it. It doesn't tell lies and the only one to blame is yourself. People however are a different kind of breed. You ask them straight up questions and they begin dodging and weaving like their live depends on it. Meanwhile I'm there like "Dude, I'm just trying to help you solve your problem. Stop being so difficult." I'm exaggerating of course, but my point still stands.

"Ehhh... Nick, we got this problem at that ranger station in the woods up north. They can't upload their reports to our cloud. Our guys already checked on our end, but couldn't figure it out and they're out for the weekend. Can you... ehhh... go there and do it? Please? You live rather close by. A 20 minute drive at most."

Something like that. And being the nice guy I am, I agreed of course.

It was also nice to have a reason to leave my homeoffice. I like nature and the woods up north especially. Living on the edge of these woods always fills me with that serene sense of calm. The air is fresh and it is quiet. No traffic or honking or the general buzz of the city. Just me, my tea and a quiet and peaceful forest not even a hundred feet from my backyard. That was also my main reason for picking the house I now live in. That forest is my way of relaxing after a stressful day in a dozen different meetings in which every single person wants your full attention, because their issue is the tragedy of the century.

Whatever.

It takes me the estimated time to reach the station. The station is also more or less on the edge of the woods. 2 SUVs in white and green with the word "Ranger" written on their sides are parked in front of the station. Mud splatters covers their fronts and sides. There's a whole lot of equipment stored in their backs from what I can tell. In a nearby parking lot, here are quite a few cars. Probably weekend tourists or hikers out for an adventure over the weekend. The station itself is rather plain. It looks like someone dropped a big block of concrete right in the middle of some trees and thought: _Perfect_.

_How boring and unimaginative._

I kind of expected it to look more... cabin-in-the-woods-ish. Made out of logs or something like that. But I also notice quite a few antennas up top. Seems more like a weather station to me than anything else.

I enter through the front door. There's a distinct smell of office and forest here. A weird combination at that. Like someone mixing printer ink with freshly cut wood. I like it, it's rather pleasant.

There's a rabbit lady at the front desk. She wears a green uniform complete with neckerchief, which looks more like a boy scout bandana to me. She looks up from a bunch of reports and greets me.

"Hi there! How can I help you, sir?" she chirps. Rabbits always have that happy, slightly perky attitude to them. Not that I believe much in stereotypes, but this one looks like it fits the bill.

"Hey, I'm Nick. I'm here to solve some kind of issue with the report upload. I should have been announced - I guess?" I smile at her. For a second I had feared that some kind of overweight lady in her 40s, more dead than alive, just waiting for the weekend, would trouble me. But no - she sighs in relief and motions me to follow her.

"Thank god, finally. We've been having issues for well over a week and no technician was available. Thank you for stopping by on a friday afternoon." she is a whole lot shorter than I first assumed. The chair she was on fits a bar more than an office. I think about correcting her, that I'm not actually a technician, but I decide to save us both the trouble. What benefit would either of us gain - except some awkward follow-up statements?

"My pleasure, Miss."

"You can call me Charlie, Nick. We don't do the Lady n' Sir thing here. Most of us are looking forward to the weekend, too. Been quite the stressful week - and these IT issues are only the tip of the iceberg." she guides me through something that looks like the interior of a police station. Desks - all of them empty - lined up in cubicles or pairs of two. The tech seems to be quite good from what I can see though. I had feared I would've had to deal with some ancient operating system or radio equipment, but again I guess I was wrong.

"Sure thing, Charlie." I respond while letting my eyes wander through the office. It is much larger than one would've guessed from the outside. Why do rangers need that many desks? It's a forest they need to take care of, don't they?

"Oh... and you can take your mask off. There are only anthros still here."

_Lucky you_, I think to myself. Anthros being unaffected by the pandemic was quite the stir-up. For a short while at least. Something about the way their immune system works compared to that of a human - hell if I know. The pandemic had hit my country way less than others - being the one with a higher anthro-human ratio than anywhere else in the world, it was but a scratch in our economy and day-to-day life. Nevertheless, all humans are now required to wear a mask, when in contact with other humans. Just in case. Fair enough, I'd say. I heard quite a few humans complain how unfair that was, but they tend to forget, that the anthros too have had their fair share of illnesses going around, which left us unaffected.

I take it off and the smell of that combination of printing ink, oil and the more earthy smells of nature and the forest hit me a lot harder now. It's quite intoxicating, really.

Voices reach my ear. We turn around the corner and I almost stop out of surprise. Three rather imposing anthros stand in a half-circle. All wear the same green ranger uniform, that Charlie also wears. Adjusted for size of course. And damn - they sure are impressive figures. A husky, clad in black and white fur with blue eyes stares at me. His white teeth flash me a welcoming smile. In the middle I see a cheetah, the smallest of them all, but still at my eye level and with a lithe build. He looks at me with curiosity, more than friendliness. Finally, on the right, there's the largest of them all. An imposing wolf in all grey, easily towering me by two heads. A timber wolf I'm sure. His amber eyes are filled with a striking intensity, that makes me feel hot already. It's like his eyes are burning through my mind and reading every dark secret I have. I suppress a shiver and continue walking like nothing happened.

"Taris, Jason, Adrian, this is Nick. Our savior in the darkest of times." she laughs and points to each of them. I smile and laugh, keeping a friendly face and shaking everyone's hand. It is Adrian - the wolf - that I shake my hand with the longest. He looks me straight in the eyes as if to see if I did any wrong on my way here. He doesn't seem unfriendly, though. Quite the opposite. His smile and deep voice resonate with me just right.

"Hi Nick, nice to meet you."

"Pleasure's all mine, Adrian."

Charlie looks at us two for a moment before continuing. "Adrian go ahead and show our friend here what the problem is all about." she turns to me. "You fancy a coffee, Nick?"

"No, thank you. I'm fine." I reply more out of reflex than actual consideration.

"This way." it is Adrian's turn to beckon me to follow him and I do just that. His hulking frame throws a big shadow in the tight office space. It seems like it is all a bit too small for him here. How can this guy sit in any chair comfortably? My eyes wander to his furry rump and his swishing tail. He seems happy - or excited - I honestly can't tell. I've never been too good reading the body language of anthros. His pants seem a bit tight or is that just my imagination?

_I know exactly, what I'm gonna look up on pawhub this evening_. A shiver runs down my spine and I-

"Woops." he says - as I run head first into his back. I catch a good whiff of his fur. By god he smells heavenly. What would I give to cuddle with a blanket made out of his fur. Oh who am I kidding, I want to cuddle with him. He is mighty warm and I feel like I've just smelt the forest on him.

"S-Sorry." I rub my nose. He sure is made out of muscle and fur. It was like running into a fuzzy, concrete wall. I do my best to hide me blushing.

_Come on, you can do better._, I think quietly.

"No worries. Right here." he points into a room next to the office space. Happy about the distraction I walk right in and have a look at the equipment. I see some servers in a small rack, two small desks with laptops on them and some wires connected to everything. Seems like something just for data-entry. Not very comfortable, by any means.

Adrian puts one heavy paw on my shoulder and I have to suppress a shiver again. He points at the laptop.

"So basically, we collect data about the flora and fauna in the forest and input them into this software." his words are accompanied by him doing exactly what he is saying. I recognize the software. Luckily. It has been in use for quite some time and the reports it uploads are a pain in the ass to handle. I should know - I wrote the software that receives these uploads. "And then we just save it and I move the generated report into the cloud software."

My ears perk up. He does seem rather competent at his work. Even his terminology is quite good.

"You're quite good with computers, I assume?" I ask him and he smiles broadly. His fangs on full display. Quite the intimidating display.

"I'm always curious and know my way around the computer, but I'm by no means an expert. Obviously I tried restarting everything. I reconnected everything, even pulled the wires and put them back in. I updated everything and still - " he moved the report into my cloud software. "Unknown error. Please contact the support." he read the message on the screen.

_My kind of guy_, I smile.

"Alright. I'll see if I can figure this out. Unknown error is not the most helpful message, but I think we can manage." I pull my laptop from my backpack.

It's a bit of a struggle, given that earlier that day I went to the city to buy the latest Omega-Notebook and its box was making it really difficult to pull out my work laptop. Not that I desperately needed the latest Omega model, but I'll be damned if I'm not a sucker for the latest tech - and with nothing else to spend money on I might as well.

The gray wolf takes a seat in the other chair and watches me logging into my laptop. The chair made an agonized sound and I made the effort to not pay attention to that hot piece of wolf next to me.

"I don't really think it's the cloud software that's the issue, because the whole process was fine until we updated the report software. And actually, there is another problem with this one." I look up and the wolf points at the other laptop. "It seems to have connection issues. Like it's dropping at times and at others its fine."

"I'll have a look." I respond.

I log into the cloud software and check his failed report. And for a second I want to murder the developer of the report software. It becomes apparent, that the developer changed the encoding of the file - leaving me with a garbled mess to work with.

_That fucker... At least inform me, before doing that kind of shit._

Very well, I open the report software check the output options and surprise, there's now an option to save the file in multiple different formats. Of course, the encoding from before was reset and the first in the list - an unsupported one - is now selected by default. I change it back to the one before the update, save the report, and upload it. Done. Green checkmark. All went fine.

"Done." I say.

"What?" I hear Adrian looking for words. "That fast? I was looking at that thing for hours in my spare time. And you just... beep-boop three buttons and that's it? Wow..." he ruffles his head-fur and looks at me not angry but confused. "How'd you do it?"

I can't help but smile at him. This impressive beast of a wolf looking at me all innocent and confused is making my heart melt a little.

_Focus._

"I'll show you." I motion him over and point at the screen. Adrian is right next to me and I feel my heartbeat quicken. He sure is an authoritative figure, but his demeanor is so much friendlier.

_I bet he is a big softie underneath all that muscle._

"Do you know what an encoding is?"

He shakes his head.

"So basically, like there are different ways of writing - cursive and print for instance. There are tons and tons of different encodings. They all have the same content, but they are displayed differently."

"The information is the same, but it's represented differently?" he rephrased.

"Exactly. So what the developer of this report software did with the last update was to add an option to pick different encodings. However, the cloud software can only handle one specific encoding. For now at least. And since your reports were saved in another format than the one supported, you got this error. You can remember, always pick this encoding right here. Tell that to your colleagues, too. At least until I added the functionality to support multiple encodings."

"I see. Sure, sure I will." he paused for a moment looking at the software and then back at me. "You will add that functionality? Are you not a technician?" he tilts his head ever so slightly to the side. A gesture I've seen in feral dogs a lot.

_God damn, stop being so cute._

"Well no. Not exactly. I'm a freelance developer at the company you got both softwares from. I wrote the cloud solution."

"That was you?"

"Yeah."

"You built everything on this website? The graphs and all that, too?"

_So.Cute._

"Yeah. I was all that. From the interaction of you clicking a button on that webpage, to the upload of the reports to the colorful summary represented in these graphs. That is all me."

He nodded, his claws scratching under his chin. "You must be very smart."

I can't help but laugh. "Thank you. But I just know my way around computers." I grin at him, repeating his words.

He laughs too. A deep rumbling sound that's pleasant to the ears. I could listen to that for hours on end.

"How about we take care of that connection problem?"

"Sure, sure." he moves over. I have dealt with connection problems more times than I dare to count and I'll make sure I find the quickest solution to such a problem.

_Or should I?_, I thought. I could pretend it's a hard problem and spend some more time with Adrian. It's been a while since I socialized with people. And he is incredibly handsome after all...

I start a quick command shell and ping a remote server. The connection seems fine. No drops whatsoever.

"Demonstration effect." I say and Adrian nods. "Okay, what I need you to do is look at that black window and tell me as soon as one of these lines reads different than the others."

I crawl under the desk and look at the mess of cables.

_Holy hell, who made that? Spaghetti are less entangled than this mess._

There's a switch connecting multiple ethernet cables. I pull on one of them. "Is that the one connected to the laptop?" I ask from under the desk.

No response.

"Adrian?" I look back only to find him staring at my wiggling butt and not the laptop.

_I see how it is. Getting payback_, a smile creeps across my face, but I do my best to hide it.

"Huh? Oh yeah, that's the one." he shakes his head and looks up.

_Smooth big guy, real smooth._

Might as well give him a show then. I start wiggling some more pretending to be fiddling with some cables. I can already see, that the ethernet cable connected to the laptop has lost its barb holding it in the switch. So I start wiggling my ass and the cable at the same time.

"Anything?" I ask as innocent as possible. Again the delay.

_I got you, wolfy._

"Ehh... yeah. What did you do?"

I don't bother responding. "Please pull the cable out and hand it down." he does and I switch the ends of the ethernet cable. It's not the best solution, but I have not seen any spare cables lying around.

"Here!" I grunt and hand it back up behind the desk. "Plug it back in."

Our hands touch and I can't help but shiver again.

_Get a hold of yourself._ I can't keep playing with fire if I can't handle the heat.

I softly shake the switch again, but this time nothing seems to catch Adrian's attention.

"So," I summarize, while getting up from under the desk, brushing off my shirt. "what you probably do is shake your foot, when sitting at the desk. Am I right?"

He looks at me as if I've just told him his social security number.

"The barb here is broken off. Happens quite often. So best you grab yourselves a new ethernet cable just like this one. It will work for now, even though this cable here is a bit loose."

He nods quickly and I suddenly feel like schooling a kid. _A puppy_, I correct myself smiling inwardly.

Adrian looks around and blinks a few times. "I feared we would've been stuck here for a few hours. That was barely 30 minutes."

"I take that as a compliment." I smile at him and start packing my things back into the backpack.

"Nick, I, ehh... I have one more issue. But I'm not sure if I should ask you. It's more of a personal problem, you see?"

Was he getting flustered?

"Shoot." I lean on the desk and cross my arms.

"I... ehh... I have this issue with my personal laptop. I just bought it and it's acting up and I can't seem to find the issue. Could you... could you have a look? Please? I'm not sure I can pay you though. I'd bet you're pretty expensive, right? Also my laptop is at home. It's in the city."

"Stop." I say and to my surprise he immediately shuts up, looking at me like a puppy, that just got scolded for ripping apart the couch. "It'll be my pleasure. And don't worry about money, maybe you could give me a tour around the woods someday. A ranger like you sure knows a few cool spots."

And suddenly he starts beaming with joy. His tail swishing back and forth with the biggest smile on his face. "Thank you! I mean it. I'm actually off for today. So if you want we can get going right away!"

_Eager, aren't we?_

"Sure." I say. That was way quicker than expected. I'm already going home with that handsome wolf. One would think that paying a hooker on the street is faster for hooking up.

Adrian says his goodbyes and I report to Charlie that everything's done. She too beams with happiness. "Thank you, Nick. You're welcome here anytime."

I can't help but smile. Anthros make for the greatest company. At least in my opinion. They don't hide behind their masks - the invisible kind. They are open and honest about what they want and like. And once you come to good terms with an anthro, you basically made a friend for life. One of the many reasons to love this city.

"Your or my car?" I ask.

"The public transportation is quite good here. It'll be around an hour by bus." he says as he points to the bus stop. I blink in surprise.

"You don't have a car?"

"I don't need it and it's cheaper." he shrugs.

"I'll drive."

He trails behind me as I get to the parking lot.

"Nice car." he compliments, but he is clearly admiring it. I'm not much of a car person. I just picked something that gets me from A to B. That didn't mean, that I didn't like to go there in style. It was the latest in the line of Challenger-Hybrids. But if I were to tell you which model exactly, I would've been screwed. It looks nice. It drives nice. And it's mostly electric. That's all I know honestly.

"Let's see if we can avoid traffic." I say and start the engine. "You can enter your address here." I point at the GPS.

20 Minutes drive? Easy. And public transportation takes an hour? That's tough.

Adrian seems a bit cramped in the seat and I adjust it for him. Getting another chance to brush up against his fur. "Better?"

"Thanks. Another reason why I don't own one. The big ones for guys like me are too damn expensive."

"That sucks. You'd think rangers earn more."

"Can I ask how much you earn? It's just curiosity, honestly. I know that's not something humans usually talk ab-"

"Of course you can. I have no issue talking about money and I can't understand why people have in general." I quickly calculate and shift the numbers around. It's been a while since I last looked at my monthly income.

"Before tax around 15k, which comes around to 9 to 10k after, depending on how much I work any given month. And then there are my investments, which come around to more or less 3k a month. So about 12k a month after all is set and done."

I nearly crashed my car, when seeing the expression in Adrian's face. It was something of utter shock and disbelief.

"You're kidding." is all he can say.

"I'm not." I reply bluntly.

"You earn 4 times of what I do. And you're what? 25? Holy fuck - I picked the wrong line of work." he grabbed his head and stared out the window.

"Good guess on the age." I don't really feel discouraged from his reaction. "But now I wonder, how old are you?" maybe a switch of subject will help.

"28." he states, but his eyes wander through the traffic, absent from the conversation.

"Well, my job pays well, but it is also very time consuming. You see, I hardly ever stop _working_. In my line of work you have to constantly educate yourself. Like constantly. If I lose touch with the tech developments and don't further my knowledge I fall behind and will no longer find the jobs that pay this well. On top of that I have to pay for everything myself since im a freelancer. That includes insurance and any kind of training or certifications. Vacations are not paid and being sick is me being unable to work and being unable to earn money. I'd say it's higher risk, but higher reward, too. If that makes any sense." I laugh. "If that's any consolidation."

He nods. "Yeah okay, that can get quite expensive if you're on a streak of bad luck I can imagine."

"It's not all fun and roses - or however you say it."

His mood lightens up. "And you're probably stuck in front of the computer the entire day, while I get to enjoy nature."

"True. Mostly."

"Thanks for trying to make me feel better. Still, that's a whole lot of money. I'm not surprised about the car anymore. And I shouldn't have asked, now that I think about it."

A moment of silence comes up between us. It doesn't feel awkward, really. I just feel the need to switch the conversation to something not centered around me.

"So tell me, Adrian. What's it like to be a ranger? I see you carried a gun. Ever had the need to use it? Why so many reports about the flora and fauna of the woods up north? I heard rumors about some animal scaring hikers lately - any truth to that?"

There you go. A barrage of questions, each able to open a discussion that could go on for hours.

_Pick one, big guy._

"Oh wow, slow down there. Needed to use the gun? Not exactly. We use it to end the suffering of wounded animals. For animals hit by cars for instance. It always saddens me to see the panic and the pain in their eyes, before I have to pull the trigger. Against anthros or humans? No, thankfully not, but let's not go there." he seemed genuinely sad regarding that topic and pushing it any further would just ruin the atmosphere even more. "I'd much rather clear those rumors up everyone seems to be having about those animals coming from up north. So firstly: They are not some scary monster. They are just predators like mountain lions or feral wolves or any other kind really. They are however, much bigger. More like cave bears if you ask me. They still get scared by fire or a loud bang. I'd even argue pepper spray is a valid deterrent. That said, it is true, that a couple of hikers were attacked and didn't make it out alive. That is why we advise all the hikers to carry some kind of personal defense item with them. And that's all there is to it really."

"What are they?"

"The animals? Farangas. Imagine an oversized feral hyena with a short neck. More or less. Nothing to be worried about really, but you know how the media is. The pandemic isn't news anymore, so suddenly big monsters attack the hikers in the woods. Sigh..."

"Any plans to deal with them?"

"Deal with them?" he asked. "Not if we have anything to say about it. But we usually don't. It's the politicians that see scary animals and the mad hillbillies that drive up the mountains just to shoot anything that moves. If we were to deal with anything, it's those guys. They are the ones doing the most harm. To the environment and others alike. You wanna know how many attacks Farangas caused? 3. Just 3. You wanna know how many accidents these gun wielding maniacs caused? 28. Twenty-fucking-eight. But nobody talks about that, now do they?" he grunted. Almost a snarl, which made my skin crawl. "Sorry, I'm getting a bit agitated talking about that subject."

"Oh, don't worry. I understand completely. Idiots you find in every line of work, but in mine people don't usually die." I snorted, half laugh, half chuckle.

He waved his hand dismissively. "On a more positive note: With spring now turning into summer, we have a lot less to do. It's the winter that's really difficult. There are always the people, that think winter hiking is a great idea. Let me tell you: It is not. So if you ever consider that. Just don't, if you're not an expert. And finding people during snowfall is a lot more difficult than in the summer."

"I'll just go for a walk then."

"Smart."

The rest of the drive was filled with that kind of chatter. Adrian seemed to be real soft on the inside, but the outside was still tough as rock. Well, his outside was also soft and I used every possibility I could get to admire his silky smooth fur. What would I give to get hugged by him - without the uniform that is.

I would've thought Adrian would live in the suburbs or at least closer to the forest in general. The big city didn't strike me right for a nature guy like him. I guess living here was a lot more affordable for him. I didn't ask him, though. As I had no intention of bringing the subject of money back into focus.

Adrian was living in a comfy apartment. There was a bedroom with an adjacent bathroom and a kitchen / living room connected to it. He kept it clean and tidy. However clean it was though, the smell of wolf was omnipresent and I loved every second of it. He guides me to his couch and I take a seat.

"Anything I can treat you with? A coffee? A beer? You gotta watch your fluid intake."

I shot him a quick glance, what an... interesting way to recommend staying hydrated. But he just smiled, nothing mischievous about it.

"Sorry, Adrian. I don't drink coffee or alcohol for that matter. Just tea is fine."

"Oh, I know you don't. I would've smelled that on you." he flashed me another smile before heading to the kitchen. It all felt a little cramped for the big wolf and it hurt my heart seeing this amazing guy just being forced into a system, that didn't fit his size in mind and body. I took a look at the notebook that was on the table in front of me. An older model I could tell.

"That's the one." Adrian said while heating up the water for the tea. "I have been saving up for that, since the old one couldn't pull his weight anymore. But this one seems to be having the same issues. It is just so slow, even though I bought it only a few weeks ago. I even reinstalled the operating system, but no dice." he shrugged and turned to the water that started to bubble.

"I'll have a look." I lied. I already knew what the issue was. "Where'd you get it?"

"Some guy sold it to me. Barely used. A good deal I thought. I think I was wrong."

_You were._ The notebook was fine on paper, but the components on the insides were not what they said on the outside. A quick check and my suspicions were confirmed. The CPU, the GPU, all the components were old and dated. It was just the chassis that was new.

_You poor wolf._

It was here that I made my decision.

"Is there any important data on it? Banking data? Contacts? Movies? Photos? That kinda stuff?"

"Ehhh no... I was about to give it to a repair shop, so I didn't move my data to the notebook. It's still on my external hard drive." the tea was almost done.

_Good. Very good._

"I think I know what the problem is. It'll take a while though."

"If that's the case, do you mind if I take a shower? Days been long and I smell awful." he asked and I almost made a comment about how I didn't smell anything. Wolf nose and all that, I guess.

"Sure thing, I'll get it fixed in the meantime."

"Thank you so much." and there it was. The hug. His big arms wrapping around my rather lean frame and pressing me against his chest.

_That is more than adequate payment, big guy._ Heavens, I could lie in his arms forever.

And then it was over. Just a brief moment of closeness and warmth.

"My pleasure." I smiled at him, not daring to tell him the truth about his notebook. Again, he beamed with joy and happiness, before heading off into the bedroom. Shortly after I heard the shower starting I made my move.

I pulled out my Omega-Notebook. I didn't really need it after all and Adrian deserved to be treated for being the nicest person I've met in a couple of years. I took a sticky note from my backpack and a pen, and wrote:

```

Dear Adrian,

it pains me to see that such a nice guy like you got ripped off. The notebook you got here is completely outdated and will not serve your needs in the slightest. As my gift to you for being the most awesome wolf I have ever met, I leave you with this. Enjoy it, have fun with it, stay awesome.

Yours, Nick.

PS: I'll not go for a winter hike, I promise.

```

I admit it is pretty rude to just leave without saying goodbye. I didn't feel particularly good about it, but I felt like this was the only way I could give him the notebook. He would never accept such an expensive gift from - basically - a stranger, if given the chance. And I was determined to make sure he was treated with the best I could offer him. That's the least he deserved.

I was gone by the time he stopped the shower, even though I suspect his wolf ears probably picked up on me leaving. The entirety of my drive home I was scolding myself what an absolute idiot I was for leaving him there.

Come friday again and I get an awful familiar call from my boss. "Hey Nick, good job on that ranger station. They were really happy how fast and professional you dealt with their issue. They would love to hire you if you were not working in IT. But, it seems another issue has popped up and they specifically requested you to come by if given the chance. I know you're not one for field work, but they really found a liking in you and-"

"I'll do it." I interrupted and was on my way out of the house before my boss hung up. In truth I had thought of any kind of excuse to come back to that station to meet Adrian again. This was a chance I'd not pass up on. Hell no. The entire week had been unproductive. It was impossible to focus, because every time I tried, a big gray wolf - sometimes in ranger uniform - sometimes naked - wandered into my head. The last time I was this stressed was during finals. God, how I don't miss that time.

The drive took forever. 20 minutes became 20 hours and I had to stop myself from speeding a couple of times. Reminding myself that I had to keep my cool. Keep my nonchalant attitude and friendliness. This was for a business issue after all.

"Hey, Charlie. Fancy meeting you here." I laughed as I entered the building.

"Nick! You really are a keeper. Come on in, I've got tea here, if you want." she smiled and hopped off the chair.

"Thanks, but I'm good. I've heard you've got another issue. So of course I'll help you with that."

"Right this way." and as before I followed her through the office. It almost felt like some kind of deja-vu. This time however, there were no voices to come to my ears and my heart sank at the sudden realization, that Adrian might not actually be here today.

"So basically, from what Adrian told me, we have this new cable and have to plug it in... somewhere? I'm sorry, but I'm terrible with computers and he said you know what he means."

"Oh yeah, I know. I'll get right to it."

_Just a cable swap? This has to be a setup._

"Awesome. I was worried I messed something up. Here." She handed it over and I was on my way to the room, where it all started. Would he be in there?

No. I almost bit through the cable seeing the room empty. The cable switch was done in less than a minute. A quick test and it all ran perfectly. No Adrian?

"Is Adrian not here today?" I asked as cool as I could on my way back to the front desk.

"He is. Should be coming from his patrol any minute now."

Anxiety, fear, excitement, happiness. The speed at which my body went through these emotions made my head spin.

"It's all fixed now. No big deal, just a cable swap. You can keep this one - it works, but the barb is broken. You could also throw it in the trash now that you've got a new one."

"Just 2 minutes now? Nick, you're getting better at this." she giggled and I couldn't help but chuckle as well.

"I'll be heading off then. Hope you have a calm and uneventful weekend here."

"You jinxed it, Nick. Thanks. See you around!" she waved and I made my way through the door.

_I will find a reason to stay here, until Adrian comes_, I think to myself. looking around. There's indeed only one ranger car here.

_Any minute she sai-_

"Nick!" I hear a voice behind me. I turn around and there's Adrian looking at me with the biggest, toothiest smile he could muster. A scary sight if I didn't know he was smiling.

"Adrian! Good to see you. How's your week go-? Hmmppfhh!" but he doesn't answer and just bear hugs me right away. This time tighter and longer. So tight, that he lifts me off my feet and I have trouble breathing. I could die like this and wouldn't mind in the slightest.

_I'm in heaven now._

"You really, really didn't have to do that, Nick. I get by just fine." he grunts as he increases the strength of his hug. I feel his breath on top of my head.

"But thank you." he whispers. "More for the note, than the laptop. I mean it."

I mumble something incoherent into his chest in return. Air is running out, I tap his shoulder.

"Oh! Sorry! I just let myself go." he pulls me up, still between his paws like a puppy, but for the moment I just care about the fresh air. Not that his... musk... wasn't intoxicating.

"I'm fine." and return the smile.

"I hope you don't have any plans for today. Because I fully intend on paying back my debt."

"There is no-" I try to argue, but he interrupts me.

"Ah! Don't wanna hear it! I owe you a tour and a tour you'll get. That's the least I can do for you."

"It's not like I have much of a choice." I look down and my feet dangle a solid foot above the ground.

"No," he laughs and lets me down. "you don't."

He leads me back behind the building. There's an entire carpool of ranger vehicles. Some trucks, some speedy cruisers, some vans.

"Oh wow and I thought these two in front were all you had." I point back towards the front of the building.

"No, we have quite the assortment here. We'll take my truck."

"I thought you don't have a car?"

"It belongs to the department, but hell if anyone but me drives my baby."

He opens the passenger door and lets me inside. Just like the gentleman he is. But maybe to make sure I don't turn heel and make a run for it.

I smell him again in the car, but also the distinct smell of... food. Of tasty food, reminding myself, that I haven't eaten all day.

"Alright so we're headed to my favorite place in the woods. It's a bit off track, but don't worry. It'll be well worth it."

"Whatever you say, big guy."

_Did I really just say that?_, I cringe.

He just chuckles and drives up the mountain road.

It takes us a good while to get there, meanwhile he blocks every attempt of mine asking what that delicious smell is all about. He stops close to the top of the mountain from what I can tell, but I was already halfway lost through the ride. He gets out and grabs a basket while doing so. I get out myself and he locks the car behind us.

"This way." he points straight into the forest.

"Good thing you're a ranger and not some axe-wielding psycho..." I murmur more to myself, but he hears it and laughs.

"A ranger would make for a good disguise." he argues. "But I can hardly fit an axe in this basket."

"I don't think you need an axe with those claws and fangs of yours." I struggle a bit keeping up with him. Up on the mountain there's more rock than ground and it's making it kind of difficult with my street-shoes.

"Fair enough." he says, stopping every few steps for me to catch up to him.

"I could carry you, if you want." he suggests and while I'd like that very much I still try to remain as cool as possible.

"There's still the way back." I say and continue following him. Being careful not to miss a step between rocks and sticks.

_I need to exercise more. Fuck._

My legs are already somewhat sore from early this day and this is making it really difficult.

"We're almost there." he says looking at me like I am a puppy doing his first tentative steps.

I can already catch glimpses of what's to come between the trees. A sunset that is and probably an amazing few.

_Somewhat cliché, big guy._

It takes another 10 minutes or so. It's hard to keep track of time, if you have to watch every step you take. But damn, was it ever worth it. We stand on a small plateau of maybe 30 by 30 feet. Soft green gras, colorful flowers and a view to die for. You can see over the mountain ranges here. Many, many miles into the distance. Snow covered mountain caps contrasted by lush green vegetation down below.

"Wow..." I mutter.

"Wow, indeed." he says. "It's always spectacular up here, but especially during spring, when the summer is just around the corner." The orange sun warms our bodies as it stands deep on the horizon, just ever so close over the mountain range.

"This is my secret place I go to when it all gets a little too much."

"I was lost half-way up here. Your secret is safe with me."

"Thanks." he states and continues looking into the sunset. We just stand there in silence admiring the view and the sounds of nature. That is until he gets a hold of himself and starts to unfold the blanket on the basket.

"My way of saying thank you. A picnic, if you don't mind."

_I don't._

He sits himself down and puts the basket between us. It is filled to the brim with snacks and drinks.

_You sure know how to make me fall in love with you._

"There's a variety of different snacks here. Pick what you like. I've also made tea. So no "No thank you." this time, cutie."

I blush. I can't help it. His amber eyes rest on me and I see the sunset reflecting in them. He knows just how to strike my fancy.

_Cutie..._ Oh my, what have I gotten myself into? I grab some cheese and cut a piece off with a knife. Then I try my best not to fall for his eyes again. Even though I can still feel them looking at me. "Looks like rain." I say and point to the dark, thunderous clouds in the distance.

"I don't mind the rain." he says, not averting his gaze for one second.

"Me neither." and I fall for his eyes again.

A while ago I was wondering how quickly time can fly while hiking, but now I'm speechless at how quickly the sun has disappeared behind the mountains. It could have been an eternity or just an hour, how should I know? And why would I care? This is probably the best time I've ever spend with somebody. No birthday comes even close.

We are soaking wet by the time we pack things back up. I have a hard time seeing anything in the dark. The rainy clouds block all light from moon and stars alike. But I don't care. I don't care about anything anymore. The elated feeling of happiness deep in my stomach makes me ignore the rain, the wetness, the thunder, the dark. It's of no relevance to me. All I care about is this wolf next to me, guiding me back down the mountain.

It is in my moment of upmost happiness that I lose my footing and my ankle gets trapped between two rocks. I hear - more than I feel - a crunching sound and I let out a surprised yelp of pain. A white hot pain shoots up my leg and almost let's me slip off the rock completely. But before I can do anything Adrian grabs me and lifts me up, out of that gap between the rocks and right into his arms.

"You okay there?"

I grunt and try to move my ankle. No such luck and the pain I get for trying is enough to stop any more tries.

"I think... I sprained my ankle."

He lets me down on the forest floor. I feel him moving my leg and checking up on my ankle. It is so dark in the middle of the forest, that I can't see anything but his hulking silhouette in the night. The crashing sound of pouring rain makes it hard to hear any kind of words, he might speak.

"You're bleeding." he says, awfully calm in my opinion. "I have a first aid kit in my truck."

"Is it bad?" but do I really wanna know the answer? Judging by the pain it's horrible, but not unbearable. Probably the shock setting in.

_What a romantic way of ending a date..._

I hear a faint scream in the distance. Something animalistic. It sends shivers down my spine as I feel how Adrian's grip tightens. He sighs audibly and lifts me up back into his arms.

"Looks like you get your wish." I say.

"Huh?" I can't really tell his expression, but I can most certainly tell, that he is not paying attention to me at this moment. "What wish?"

"Where you get to carry me?" I almost give up mid-sentence. There's hardly a point in continuing if he is so obviously distracted.

"Yeah... Just ehh, just hold on. And please be quiet. I need to hear."

I blink in surprise. I'm no fool. "This is about the scream you just heard."

"Hush." he just says and then he is off to walking me back. His voice now lacking any kind of romantic or at least happy tone.

_The trifecta_, I think to myself. _Happiness, pain, fear._

He made damn sure I'd remember this date forever.

I can hear that scream again. A fair bit closer. And now there's mostly fear. Not even pain, just a dull ache in my foot. I want to urge Adrian to move faster, but I keep my cool. He is the ranger. He knows what to do. He is also a big, strong wolf. Woe to him who does him wrong. I think we're getting chased by an animal, who thinks I'm a good snack for a rainy night. Maybe even one of those Farangar. I shiver, just thinking about it. Adrian starts walking faster, maybe even jogging slightly from the up and downs I feel hitting my body.

"There we are." he says. I hear the beep of the car unlocking and see orange flashing lights. He opens the passenger door and the light turns on. For a moment I'm blind and he just seats me in there. He gets into the drivers seat and locks the doors from the inside.

"That's a Farangar on our tail, isn't it?" I ask him as my eyesight returns to normal. The loud patter of rain on the car roof makes it hard to hear myself think.

"I fear so." he nods and lifts my ankle up on the dashboard. My first look at the injury and I wish I didn't look.

There's blood and dirt all over. My skin has turned purple in a few spots around my ankle and it has swollen considerably.

"Ah hell." I say, bringing my hand to the injury only to have it held back by Adrian.

"I'll do that. Just look away." he is a lot less friendly and a lot more commanding right now. Making it almost impossible to say no to him.

"Can we get out of here first?" I ask as calmly as possible. Though, I'm sure his wolf ears picked up on my panic.

"Fine." he growls and starts the engine. The lights flash and not far off in the woods they reflect a pair of yellow eyes. A shiver runs down my spine. I see a massive creature just standing there. A feral hyena without a neck had Adrian said, but this was a god damn monster straight out of a horror flick.

Adrian honked and the creature screamed in response before running off into the darkness.

"See? Easily scared by loud noise and fire."

_Right..._

I swallow hard and stare at the roof. I'm so going to have nightmares of that thing coming through my backyard.

The ride down is almost uneventful. I just feel myself getting colder by the second. My wet clothes are starting to pull the warmth out of me. Not to mention the shock and fear doing the same. My teeth begin to chatter.

"I'll take care of you as soon as we're in the parking lot, cutie. Just hold on a little longer."

"I'm fine. Just cold and a bit scared. That's all." but my answer goes unheard. Adrian rolls up in the parking lot and starts tending to my foot immediately. It does hurt like a bitch, that's for sure. Especially the disinfectant and him removing my ruined shoe. Good thing he is a ranger, he sure knows first aid by heart. He wraps my ankle in a thick layer of bandages and then smiles broadly again. The stress now more or less gone from his expression.

"See? Not that bad anymore, right?"

"Still hurts like a bitch." I grunt.

"Here." he pops a pill from a small orange container and hands it to me. "You're not allergic to any kind of painkillers, are you?"

"Not that I know of, no." I swallow the pill dry without waiting for him to say anything else. I just want that pain to be gone.

"Nick! Arghhh hell! Just wait a second there. This pill is made for anthros. You only need half that dose."

He sighs audibly and looks at me with a resigned expression. "Welp, now you have to deal with the consequences, too."

I raise an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"

"You'll probably sleep like a stone and be drooling all over. Also you can't drive anymore."

"Oh... I mean that sounds like a good thing. Except the drooling maybe."

"Yeah. Oh." he mocks, rolling his eyes. "Give me your keys."

I comply without protest, blushing again, but now feeling pretty dumb. "Sorry."

"It's okay. It was quite the eventful night, I'd say. Things like that happen. Come quick, let's get you home, before you start drooling all over your car."

He quickly takes care of his car, gets into the station, does who knows what and comes back out.

He carries me into my car - on the passenger side of course, while getting in as driver.

"Where to?" he asks.

"I...ehh..." I can feel my mind trailing off.

_Holy hell_, that painkiller hits different, maybe I should have one before every customer meeting from now on.

"Home. GPS." I point to the device and I feel my head getting heavy, bouncing up and down while I try to stay awake.

"Aren't you cute?" he says while tipping on the display with his claws.

I can hardly remember the drive. Just as we pull up into the driveway I regain my senses somewhat.

"Nice house you got here." he compliments and I feel like responding, but all I can do is nod.

He carries me inside and that's where I probably fell asleep.

The first thing I notice when waking up is the feeling of the bedsheets all over me. Like all over me. On my bare naked skin. I also feel surprisingly clean. The painkiller seems to have worn off and in general it feels like I had a good nights sleep. I look around, but Adrian is nowhere to be seen. He probably went home after making sure I was okay. My bandaged ankle looks pretty good. No blood, no dirt. It feels pretty good too all things considered. I let out a heavy sigh. Not quite what I imagined, when I went to the station. But I'd be lying if I said I regret even one bit of it. A look through the windows makes it clear that it had been raining all throughout the night. To top it off the rain had become a thunderstorm. Quite an impressive one at that. I always like to marvel at these forces of nature at play.

"How's the ankle, cutie?"

My head snaps to the doorframe. There he is only in his shorts. No uniform. Now that's a sight to truly marvel at. The sheer muscle on his upper body is almost making me drool again. But I'm sure I've done that plenty last night. And there's a distinct bulge in his shorts. One that's just impossible to overlook.

_Cutie..._, I can't help but grin to myself. I love it.

"It's good. I can hardly feel it." I respond. "I thought you would've been gone by now."

I scolded myself instantly for these words. It was in no way my intention to get him out of this house, let alone back into his uniform.

"Well, there's no public transport anywhere close by and I'm not too keen on walking through a thunderstorm. On top of that _you_ bled all over my uniform, so I took the liberty of using your washing machine. So unless you want to send me home in just my shorts, I'm stuck here like you." he put a paw to his head. "And since I'm basically responsible for that ankle of yours, I think I owe you my help until you can take care of yourself."

"Stooooppp..." I try to brush off his offer, but to no avail. And we both know it. "I admit it was quite... exciting last night."

"You mean scary."

"I mean exciting. Who doesn't like being in mortal danger every once in a while?" I chuckle. He moves over and sits himself next to me on my bed. So casual. I feel my muscles tense and my groin tingling.

_Not now._

"That's the only thing you remember of last night?" he asks and his amber eyes are at it once again. Burning through every defensive line I have.

"I remember all of it... Most of it... Okay after I took that painkiller it gets a little fuzzy. Which brings me to the question: Why am I naked?"

It was Adrian's turn to chuckle.

"Well, you were covered in dirt and blood. Not to mention shivering cold all over. I couldn't possibly have these sheets ruined let alone have you catching a cold."

_Cheeky fucker._

I cleared my throat. "I see."

"Now, I have a question for you." he says, his voice dropping a bit and becoming a lot hotter. He moves his massive frame closer to me, looking me straight in the eyes.

I can only nod.

"Did you buy that toy before or after you met me?" he grins and lays a heavy paw on my chest, which is luckily still covered by the blanket. A shudder runs through me. I can't even hide it. I look at him confused, but just a moment. What-

My eyes shoot over to my night stand.

_Oh.My.God._

Of course I hadn't expected any guests. And now my unpreparedness came to bite me in the ass. Right on full display for everyone in the room to see was a bright red dildo. Modeled after a wolf of all things.

"Oh god..." my face becomes red. Redder than any sunburn could ever make me. I have to hide my face in my hands. I have never ever been more ashamed than in this very moment.

"That sounds like an 'after' to me." he chuckles, moving ever closer. "Don't worry. I take that as a compliment." I look at him through my fingers. Still unsure on how to react.

_How are you supposed to react? FUCK._

"Which brings me to my second question:" I can feel his muzzle lean right next to my ear. His hot breath is making me shiver all over. His fur tickles my naked skin, but I can't bear to look. "Do you really think I'm that small, cutie?"

_Oh god..._

"Because let me assure you, I'm not."

_I'm going to die._ I feel like dying, I must be dying. I can't stand it.

"Which now brings me to my third question:" I can feel him nibbling at my earlobe and I my mind shutting off. Just like with the painkiller, but way, way stronger.

"Care to find out just how big that difference is?"

"I-I-I.. I-"

"-take that as a "yes"" Adrian chuckles. I can feel him shifting his weight. Moving his massive frame over my own. Locking my torso between his thighs.

_It's happening._

His massive paw grabs my hands still hiding my face and pulls them up over my head. Just holding them there. His eyes locking with mine. "Aren't you incredibly cute, being all flustered like that?" he coos. I can feel his other paw wandering behind him touching my thigh, my...

"Fuck...." I grunt. I want to bury my face again, but not a chance. He is holding my hands firmly in his paw.

"You sure are excited, cutie. But that comes later."

He shifts his weight, inching ever closer to my face. His bulge now on full display. So much so, that I can't help but break eye contact and look straight at it. The musk from before now hits me and is so much stronger. My breath quickens, my pulse quickens. This is really about to happen.

"I've never-"

"I know, cutie. It's not hard to tell. But don't you worry. We'll take this as slow as we need to." he leans down and kisses me.

I feel my world exploding around me. His hot tongue is wriggling it's way into my mouth and playing catch with mine. I get to taste him for the first time and _god damn_ I never want to taste anything else ever. He leaves me breathless and wanting for more. A small strand of saliva spanning between our mouths.

"You're quite the catch, you know that, cutie?" he smiles licking across my face with his broad tongue. I can only breath and nod my head absently. My head is swimming.

He finally lets go of my hands and the start to wander up his thighs almost by instinct. Behind that black fabric is my prize. A prize I've been chasing for well over a week now. A prize I've tried to replicate, but to no satisfying avail.

I can't really pull down his shorts the way he is sitting on his legs. If it was my decision, I would've just ripped them right off.

"My bad. Can't deny a puppy his bone, can we?" I would've been flustered again if I had heard him, but all my focus was the bulge in front of me. He shifts and removes the shorts. Showing me all what I've hoped for and more. Resting on my chest now was a massive pair of fuzzy gray orbs. Each one easily as big as my fist. I could feel their weight on me. And right above that, hidden in a thick, fat sheath was my prize. A red tip was already greeting me. Before I could think my hands were up and about, feeling those heavy orbs. Weighing them in my hands and kneading them ever so softly. They were so heavy. Who knows how much they had in store for me?

A content sigh reaches my ear. Telling me I'm doing a good job. So my hands wander upwards. I have to use both my hands to wrap them around sheath. A soft gray pouch in which I can feel his massive tool shifting about. I had always wondered how a sheath would feel. It was soft to the touch, squishy even, very kneadable. A spurt of pre shot from the tip, hitting me in the face. I lapped it up without thinking about it. Slightly salty, but oh so good. I want more. I hear Adrian grunting above me.

"I've known your hands would end up around my sheath the day I met you, puppy." I look up at him, my hands almost stopping what they were doing. Trying to coax his dick out of his sheath.

"You've known?"

"Sure I did. The moment you shook my paw. I felt your body tremble. After that it was not hard to pick up on your scent. Wolf senses, you know? I can hear your heartbeat quicken and I can smell your arousal making you all hot and bothered."

I blush again, how that's still possible is beyond me. "You played me."

"No-" he grunts when I knead his sheath somewhat stronger.

_That fucker, just playing me all the while I try my hardest to keep my cool._

"I didn't. You wouldn't believe how many guys and girls are out for some wolf-cock. And while it's entertaining enough to see them struggle, by now I just want to see if they are looking for a quick romp or something more."

"You wanted to see if I would hit on you?" I summarized.

"You could say that. But after I realized you're just innocent and clumsy, you've got a fair chance." he scratched me behind my ear and smiled full of genuine happiness.

"You're a dick." I grumbled.

"Look who's talking. Just leaving without saying goodbye."

_Fair enough._

But there was one more question I came to mind. "When you went to shower last week, was that a test if I were to follow you?"

"You're so god damn innocent, it's cute really. I almost feel bad for ruining you. Almost." he chuckled his hand wandering to my mouth and I couldn't help but start to sucking on his thumb. "But in all seriousness, you leaving that note meant the world to me. I don't really care about that laptop. I love it, don't get me wrong, but that note is what sold me. It's why I thought of a way to get you back to the station."

I honestly didn't think of following him into the bedroom, let alone the bathroom. Even though he didn't close either door, if I remember correctly.

_You god damn fool._

"I see. What do-"

"Enough talking already. Get back to work or I will make you, puppy." he growled, but it wasn't a serious threat. Or was it? Either way I couldn't help but grin, before getting back at it. It was still hard to focus. His clawed thumb working my mouth and his sheath right in front of my face was all a bit much. Meanwhile I could feel my erection straining against the sheets. They would be drenched by the time we were done. Who am I kidding, they were already.

"Start stroking, puppy." he ordered and I complied.

His shaft was rapidly filling my field of view. Almost blocking it. And it was but half way out - there was still a knot to come, which i could somewhat feel through the sheath. A bulbous lump of flesh just waiting to engorge. His cock rubbed against my nose. The smell was out of this world. My horniness climbed to new heights previously only known by the gods themselves.

"Good puppy." he cooed, stroking my side. "So what do you say? Bigger than your toy?" He grabbed it and put it besides his dick. It was puny in comparison.

I nodded quickly my hands now stroking his red, hot erection. "How about you give it a taste?" he repositioned himself, the tapered tip of his cock now pressing against my lips.

"Open up."

Of course I complied again. Oh savory goodness, I was in heaven. Sucking on some silicon dildo is but a joke compared to this. I could feel his heartbeat pulsing on my tongue, I could taste the pre flowing from his tip. I think I came just from the arousal alone, but I'm not sure. I didn't care.

He moved his cock ever so slowly deeper into me. I was already struggling to not dislocate my jaw. How would he ever fit in my ass if I can't even get my lips around him?

"Watch those teeth, puppy." he continued stroking my cheek and scratching me behind my ears.

I started working my tongue all around him. Exploring every inch I could reach and get a taste of.

"It'll a lot of fun training you." he grinned and I looked up at him. Training me? Like a puppy?

"Nah-ah-ah don't stop." he started softly moving his hips. Ever so slowly. "I don't think this will be the last time we two had fun. Do you?" he leaned in closer. An almost mischievous grin on his lips. He knew he was right. I'd make damn sure I got to taste his dick again. And again. And again.

"There's so much I can show you. So much you'll want to try and I'm all too happy to oblige."

_Such a cheeky bastard._

But he was right. With me being stuck under a wolf twice my weight and with his dick in my mouth he had every reason to be cheeky. And how I loved every second of it.

I think I managed to get half way to his slowly forming knot, but by then my eyes were watering and I kept choking on a semi-regular basis. It was then that he called stop and removed himself from my mouth. Strands of saliva, just like after our first kiss were hanging between his cock and my mouth. My jaw too strained to close it just yet. I also needed some of that fresh air. Breathing through your nose only kind of works, while having a huge cock blocking your throat.

"Let's not strain you more than necessary, puppy. I promised to take it slow and we will. Now turn around for me, I've got a treat for you."

He reached over to my nightstand and opened the middle drawer. His hand pulled out my bottle of lube. I looked at him confused.

"My nose." he said tipping against it with a claw of his.

_Unfair_, I thought while turning around. My dick now squished between me and the sheets. His paws started running all over my back. Massaging it, melting all my anticipation and stressed muscles into nothingness. I couldn't help but grunt and moan. He sure was a wolf of many talents.

"Now I definitely don't want to do your job. If that's what you get from it."

It's true. I did have my share of back problems from time to time. Mostly tight muscles. A lot of them. It got to the point his massage almost hurt as he started working the knots in my back and shoulders.

"You're amazing..." I grunted as I felt another region in my back becoming warm and relaxing after his kneading.

"Only because I work your back?" I could hear his smile basically radiating through his fingers.

I could only groan.

He continued working my back and for a solid while I forgot all about his glorious cock sitting just inches above me. The relief of having tense and tight muscles relax was just too great to worry about anything else for the moment. That is until he removed the sheets even further and his hands started kneading my cheeks.

"There're no tight muscles there, big guy."

"You couldn't be any more wrong." That is when I felt his hot breath on my butt.

_Oh god he is about to- ohhhhhhhhhh..._

His tongue went right between my cheeks and couldn't help but moan out in pleasure. I had to bite the pillow, but that didn't stop the moans from coming out. I couldn't help it.

"That's music to my ears." he said and continued assaulting my pucker. My eyes rolled back and my teeth clamped around the pillow. What indescribable waves of pleasure that washed over me. How could I've missed that for all those years? How stupid of a guy was I?

_Oh fuck._

His assault got more intense and I could feel his tongue worming its way inside me. My pleasure suddenly doubled. His long, canine tongue reached depths I thought impossible. He reached places, sending waves of pleasure that a simple toy never could. I was but a quivering mess by that point, which didn't stop him of course. Adrian just worked my ass like there was no tomorrow. Maybe I came again, I still didn't know. Nothing has ever come close the the pleasure I was receiving just now.

I could feel his paw reaching under me and pulling back my dick between my legs. I tried looking back, and I just saw him tasting his fingers.

"I've never made a puppy cum, by just eating him out. That's a first. You taste delicious."

"I- ahh... sorry." my head fell back into the pillow.

"Nothing to be sorry about, puppy. That's the biggest compliment you could've given me. But don't think for one second I'm stopping now." then I felt a finger brush up against my entrance. Heavily lubed of course. He increased the pressure until my ass gave way to his finger and I groaned.

"I bet I could make you cum again just by rubbing your insides like that. What do you think?" he asked, his voice full of suggestion. I nod. I lack the energy and focus for anything else. "Since you can take care of one so easily, how about two fingers? That should be about the size of your toy." he words were followed by actions. His tongue had done a lot of the heavy lifting and his second finger was met with basically no resistance to speak of.

"Very good, puppy." he scratched the back of my head. "Let's see how far we can make it."

I think I stopped counting at his fourth finger. Was he at five? I couldn't tell, I just bathed in the buzz of pleasure radiating all throughout my body, occasionally interrupted by another stretching.

"You're natural, puppy. A real keeper." he pulled out and I felt the cool air brush my insides. He really worked me open. "Time for the main course."

I felt a ton of lube hitting my back, no doubt he was preparing his tool to work my insights just like his paws did my back a while ago.

A hot tip poked at my back entrance. I felt him lean on top of me, his chest closing on my back.

"Actually, I want to look you in the eyes, when I take your virginity, puppy. Turn around for me again, would you?" he basically turned me over. My muscles were puddy by this point any resistance washed out of my be the pleasure this wolf was providing me with. He lifted my legs and aligned himself with my ass again. His meaty paw right next to my head for support. His other holding my lower back for support.

"Look at me, puppy." he cooed kissing me on my lips again. His gaze caught mine. Amber meeting my green ones. I felt him push and from pressure came pleasure came ecstasy. He sank in - almost half way. My eyes never leaving his. Moans left my mouth and his face twisted into the loveliest smile I've ever seen on him. He leaned in again and kissed me, his body moving up, trapping mine underneath him. His other hand left my back and moved next to my head. He started to hug me, his heavy body burying me underneath him. My dick brushed against his fur sending shivers up my spine. Kisses and licks came all over my face. I could hardly keep my eyes open from the constant assault. Meanwhile he pushed deeper. Very slightly, but enough for me to notice and to gasp out. Only to be attacked by his tongue in my mouth again.

"You really are the cutest human I have ever met. You know that? I will keep you for a very, very long time."

"No... no objections." I gasp between his kisses and licks and me finding enough air. He pushed even deeper and by this point I was surprised I could still take it. Maybe, just maybe I had trained my ass with that dildo just enough. I had, in fact, taken its knot just yesterday morning.

I felt something bump against my back entrance.

"You surprise me every day, puppy. All the way to the knot first try. I had others who couldn't even fit the tip and you took it like a champ."

"I... I bet you didn't take care of them as well as you did of me." my breath was ragged, sweat stuck his fur to my chest.

He chuckled. "That is true. Now, I think it's time the real fun starts. Don't you think?"

I looked at him with an expression of disbelief and uncertainty. He lifted himself up, presenting his muscles. "They are not only for show, you know? And I'll show you just what they can do. Ready?"

I moan as I feel him shift his cock inside me. Rubbing over my prostate.

"That's also a yes in my book."

He wasn't lying about his muscles. He started thrusting. Slowly, deep, from tip to knot. Each thrust leaving me more quivering and more breathless than the last. Getting it in was one thing, but having it thrust in and out a whole different story. A better story, a more intense story.

"You're doing great, puppy." he encourages and goes even faster. I can barely take it. The intensity is something else. The pressure that is hitting my inside is immense, but so are the waves of pleasure that roll through my body and wreck every clear thought I still had left. I feel him put pressure on a specific spot, by angling us both in just the right way. He knows just how to treat his puppy. I don't need to give him confirmation, my dick is flopping about, leaking like a broken faucet. And all he does is grin and speed up even more. I can feel his dick moving my insides, his knot slapping against my ass and his grunts mixed with my moans of ecstasy. Ever harder and faster like a jackhammer.

"Such a good puppy." he coos leaning in stroking my wet cheek. I'm a mess inside and out and he is having his way with me and I love every damn second of it.

"You want to try to take the knot, puppy?" He doesn't stop the fucking, but I can hear the strain in his voice. I can feel it in his thrusts and how erratic they're starting to become. He is getting close.

I nod. I want it badly. I'm not sure that's a good idea, but I'm too far gone to care at this point.

He thrusts become slams. His knot pressing ever further against my entrance. He has to hold us both. The sheer force is causing the bed to creak and groan just like me. He is holding me down, making damn sure I don't move. And I can feel my ass giving way to his knot. Each thrust a little more. I start getting the first regrets. He is gonna tear me apart. I try to voice my concerns, but each thrust drives the bit of air I have left out of me. It's gonna happen one way or the other. He grunts. I moan, almost scream breathlessly. And with a last continuous push he drives the knot home. For a moment I feel like tearing apart for real and then it's over and he crushes my insides with that massive knot.

I cum. Again. But the intensity has yet to meet it's equal. I'm not hard so I just cream his belly fur. A sticky mess sticking his fur and my belly together. He growls and then lets out a howl that shakes the house. He is pumping rope after rope of white hot cum deep inside of me. It just won't stop. I can feel a small bulge forming. I can feel his balls quivering and pumping. His tongue lolls out of his mouth and he just lets his muscles holding him upright relax. Crushing me underneath him. I don't want to be anywhere else. I can still feel him pumping ropes of cum into me. I'm amazed at how much this wolf can output. I'm even more amazed that he was able to hold back for as long as he did. Breathing is difficult under him, but I don't complain. I couldn't if I wanted to. I'm too much in need of the oxygen to waste it on words. The immense pressure of his knot is still crushing my prostate, still sending pleasure all throughout my body. It's just like the back massage, but for my insides. My legs tremble and I cum again. I hear him laugh.

"You're quite sensitive. Cumming just from my knot massaging your prostate?"

"You're- you're just too hot."

"Awww, thank you, puppy." he lifts himself up again rubbing his paw over my ever so slightly bloated belly. "I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did. Judging by the amount of cum you certainly did." He puts his cum covered paw up to my face and makes me lick it. "Good puppy."

Adrian grabs me and lifts me up, turning on his back and lying back down, so that I'm now on top of him. Resting against his thick gray fur. I put my head on his chest. I can hear his heart still pounding from the exercise it just went through.

I take a deep breath. At least as deep as the massive dick in my will allow it and close my eyes. "So," I ask. "How long, does your knot last?"

"About an hour. That is if I don't get horny again."

"Oh god..." I mumble thinking of something to change the subject as I can already feel his cock twitch in my abused ass. "You said something about breakfast?"

"I was thinking of making you swallow my load, puppy. But you decided you could handle the knot, so here we are. We can order something if you want? My treat."

I snort. "You dirty wolf."

He just laughs. His rumbles making me bounce a little on his chest. "You don't know half of it." I lift my head and look at him.

"Like what?"

"Oh... you're curious?"

"Obviously."

"You could say I'm rather kinky." he grins with his fangs.

"Well, so am I. So spill it."

"I know you are. You forgot to close a certain number of tabs on your computer, before you headed out." his grin becomes even more broad. And my eyes get big before I start to blush again. I bury my face in his chest. "You really know every dirty secret, don't you?"

"It's hard to keep anything from me, puppy."

"Tell me some of yours. It's only fair." I say, not daring to lift my head again.

"Well you already know one. I'd love to train myself a cute little human and judging by your... acquired taste you would love to be that human, isn't that right?"

"I don't, I mean I-..."

"'Master Timber punishes twink'? Or 'Daddy Wolf teases human puppy'? Ring any bells?" I don't even have to look at him to see his grin. He got me and he knows it. I can't help but keep my face buried in his fur. I could not look at him even if I tried.

"Quite the interesting collection of toys you have. But you know, most of them are only half the fun when you're alone."

"STOP!" I beg him.

"You started!" he laughs laying his arms around me and hugging me tight. "And even if it weren't for all that stuff. I'd still want to meet you again. I enjoy your company very much. And I hope so do you."

"I do. I too want to meet you again."

"I was hoping you'd say that. And as luck would have it, I'm off for the long weekend and holidays. How about you?"

"I'm on vacation since yesterday for at least two weeks."

"The most amazing news I heard today." he sighs leaning back and closing his eyes.

I too try to relax. It's easy with Adrian hugging me and it's hard with his giant dick stuck in my ass.

"I still want breakfast..." I mumble to myself after realizing that I will not find any sleep with that cock stuffed inside me.

"There's more where the first load came from."

"You never stop, do you?"

"It's just too much fun to tease you, puppy. But yeah, I know a decent diner where you can order breakfast. We could order it, while my knot goes down."

"But if they come early?"

"Well then you gotta have to greet the delivery boy with my dick stuck in your ass."

"Fuck you."

"No, fuck you." he licks me across the face.

He reaches over grabbing his smartphone and I swear he is enjoying every second of my suffering.

"I'm surprised you can still walk as well as you do. I would've bet I'd have to carry you."

I glare at him making my way to the shower. He calls it walking, but I can't. My ass is sore. As to be expected after such a thorough rutting. I imagine it to be like that for at least the rest of the day and maybe even tomorrow. I'm leaking too and I try to hurry as to not make too much of a mess. Of course I can't do that either, because I still can't put any weight on my ankle. It's not bad, really, just annoying and inconvenient.

I'll probably be laying on the couch the entire day, ass up, ankle up. There's no way in hell I'll sit down on a chair right now.

He follows me closely, always watching that I don't lose my balance. I appreciate that gesture. For all the toughness he is still very much soft on the inside. And he cares. A lot.

"I can hardly wait to fuck you again." he grunts his paw slapping my ass. I jolt a little.

"I'm not sure my ass can handle that..." I enter the shower and start the hot water. It's an immediate relief to wash off the sweat and cum and stains left from our previous adventure. The hot water lets my muscles relax, but even more so is that big gray wolf behind me wrapping his arms around me and kissing me on my neck. I can feel his sheath prodding against my back. I look up and wrap my hand around his neck smiling. "I'm serious. My muscles are aching, my butt is sore and I can barely stand."

"Don't worry, puppy. I'm gonna take good care of you. I don't need my dick for that." he laps at my face with his broad and slobbery tongue. I try to turn my head away, but there's no escaping him. I get showered by hot water and wolf saliva. I'm not sure which one I like more.

Adrian starts working his paws all over my body. Continuing his massage where he left off early. I feel my knees getting weak, but his arm is there to support me. I gasp as he comes in front of and slowly gets on his knees. His paws just grab me and lift me on his shoulders. I gasp again, but this time from the tingling of his tongue in my groin. He starts lapping at my crotch like there's peanut butter all over it.

"S-s-stop. I can't." I try to protest, but my body betrays me.

"I'm not stopping until I milked you dry. And I'm pretty sure you still have quite a bit to give."

My resistance is futile, he just wraps his muzzle around my already growing dick and starts sucking.

_Fuck..._ I can hardly handle the pleasure radiating from my groin. Good thing, I'm sitting on his shoulders, otherwise my legs would've given out long ago. I just hold tight to his head and try to not sound like a bitch in heat. Of course I fail at that as well.

His tongue is working me all over. I feel my dick rub against the roof of his mouth and I have trouble thinking straight. Lewd sounds come to my ear, he is clearly enjoying himself and who am I to complain? I'm basically in heaven right now. Canines are truly gifted with their long tongues. Who could've known that something could be this pleasurable? I sure as hell didn't. Not until now.

I grunt. I moan. And before I know it, I erupt, humping his muzzle with what little leverage I have. Adrian just swallows my load and sucks every last drop of it up, seemingly content with the fruits of his labour.

He lets me down slowly on his lap and comes face to face with me. He just assaults me again with his tongue, kissing me deeply. I can taste myself on him.

I can't believe how lewd this is.

"I think," he says as he separates himself from me again, starting to work his paws over my body again. "thats the fourth time now?"

I nod, blinking away the stars I'm seeing. He's right, I think.

"That means you owe me 3, puppy." he grins his wolfish grin and I shudder. I'm pretty sure he doesn't intend to have my ass until I can at least walk straight again, but he sure is out to collect my debt to him.

"Did you have anything specific in mind?" he knows he's the expert between us - and the one in charge. I don't even attempt to come up with an idea.

"Well, a few things actually. But I'm in no rush. I'm pretty happy just to have you sitting in my lap and cuddling me."

he smooches my cheek and I melt a little inside.

"And breakfast." I add.

"And breakfast." he smiles.

We get cleaned up and he takes care of inspecting my ankle and re-bandaging it. "I think you got lucky there. It might not even be sprained after all."

"It feels pretty good all things considered." I agree.

"Good. Wouldn't want to have that ruin our weekend."

"Any plans?"

"How about taking it slow for the moment? I said your ankle looks good, not that you should be putting it under any kind of strain."

"Well, I've got furflix and quite a few games if you're into that." I point over at my assortment of games and movies. Not that I'm a big gamer, but I do have to kill time between meetings somehow.

"Let me give you a fair warning: I'm a master at FurFighter. You do not want to challenge me."

"Oh yeah? You talk big for someone without a gaming console in their apartment. You sure you can handle me?"

"Oh you're going down." he laughs.

_Fuck me_, I thought. He truly is a master at FurFighter. He was basically wiping the floor with me. Taunting me the whole way through.

"What's that?" he mocks. "I can't hear you over the sound of _me_ winning."

"Alright," I said and moving my good foot into his crotch. "time to play dirty."

"What are you- Oh-... hmmpffff!" he grunted as I started teasing the bulge in his shorts. "You sure are a sore loser. Hmpff! But that... can't... stop me..."

I felt his shorts bulging. It wasn't easy rubbing my foot on his crotch while trying to best him, but I was certainly less distracted than he was. I got my share of wins and we pulled even at the end of the match.

"And here I am, thinking you're all innocent. Look at you playing dirty." he readjust the bulge in his shorts.

"If I remember correctly, you were the one stripping me of my clothes while I was out cold. What's that if not playing dirty?"

"Taking care of you, puppy." there was that glint in his eyes. Telling me I was playing a dangerous game with a predator twice my weight and two heads taller than me. He put the controller down and crawled over to me. He put his paws next to my head, staring me down. I was feeling rather meek at that moment, but I still felt the need to challenge him.

"You can't scare me. I know underneath you're just a big softie."

He started to growl softly, making me shiver. "I'm a wolf, human. And if it were not for the society around us, you'd be on the menu."

"Is that before or after you had your way with me, big bad wolf?"

He grinned, showing all of his teeth, just inches from my face.

"You talk an awful lot for someone so tiny. You say you're not afraid, but I can hear your heart pounding. Or is that because you're anticipating... something?"

"I don't know what you're talking about." I lied.

"Right, right. That's not why you have a raging boner in your pants." he lowers his muzzle to my neck, still that soft growl in his chest. I feel my breath quicken, I can't help it, nor hide it.

"Look who's talking." I but whimper. Hardly able to find enough air to speak.

"Don't tempt me, puppy. You don't wanna play with fire, if you can't handle the heat."

"I-"

He interrupts me with what sounds almost like a snarl. "You say another word, puppy, and I'll make you regret it."

Adrian's gaze stays on me. Unmoving, unwavering and with the slightest hint of play behind it. I know when I go down this route my sore ass is the least of my worries. But it is oh so tempting. I really want to know how far I can take it with him. This dominance and submission play is the biggest turn on.

Adrian must've seen my growing defiance, because the rumbling in his chest became a dangerous growl. Warning me not to take another step. To back down. To-

"Softie." I whisper.

A grin forms on his face. A mischievous grin that says "You're done for." And I don't doubt that for a second. The growling stops and he puts one of his pointy claws up to my throat. Teasing and trailing along my wind pipe ever so slightly.

"In the videos it might look exciting being punished for disobedience. You might get the impression that it's all fun and games..." his eyes lock with mine again and the most sinister expression crosses his face. "It's not and you'll learn just how big of a mistake you've just made."

It is his calm voice, the oh-so-friendly tone to it that makes it really scary. Not the growling or snarling part - that is scary in its own right, but not _that_ scary compared to his sudden change in demeanor. I start to regret my decision to defy him and he didn't even do anything yet.

I gulp and he just continues to smile. "I'm happy that you tried me, really. Makes it so much easier to show you who's in charge."

His massive paws wander down my frame and I have trouble suppressing a shiver. Surely he wouldn't hurt me, right? He's too soft... Right?

_Fuckkkk..._

He lifts me up and places me in his lap. Ass up.

_Oh no._

I can feel his meaty paw caress my cheeks as he removes my shorts. Exposing my naked ass. For the moment his paw but rubs and squeezes my ass - a rather pleasurable feeling. One I'm sure won't last.

"I'll be sure to give the delivery guy a good show." my head shoots up and at him. Then at the window facing the front lawn. My living room has a big window facing the street. Everyone who comes close or on the front porch can have a look inside through that window. My humiliating pose is for everyone to see - if he comes to my door. I can feel my face go red almost instantly. The blush hurts and I start to squirm and wriggle.

"Adrian, listen, I didn't-"

"Hush, puppy." he coos. Planting a soft smack on my butt. Not enough to sting, just to remind me in what kind of predicament I'm currently in.

"We can't do-" I try again, but to no avail.

"I said hush." his voice more firm now. The paw smacks down on my ass and I grunt. It wasn't bad, really. Just the surprise. "I warned you not to go down this path. Now you just have to hope I'm done spanking your soft ass before breakfast arrives."

I grunt and squirm again - I can't help it, I want to get out of this predicament. Having a big bad wolf all for myself in the private confines of my house is one thing, but running the danger of being exposed in such a compromising position? My throbbing erection betrays me and Adrian notices.

"Aren't you naughty?" he plants a smack on my ass and I moan. My dick jumping against his thigh. "And I thought that would be punishment enough. I guess I have to double down on your spanking then. Make extra sure you won't sit for the rest of the day. Can't have you thinking this is some kind of reward, puppy."

I played with fire, but I definitely can't handle the heat...

A series of smacks, firm and hard land on my cheeks. I grunt and struggle and squirm, but his other hand keeps me firmly in place. I can't really use my feet for leverage as my injured ankle keeps reminding me. So I all do is wriggle and moan and get so incredibly turned on by the stinging pain erupting each time his meaty paw comes crashing down.

One bolt of white, hot pain hunts the next, chasing all throughout my body. Chasing up my spine and down into my toes. Any kind of self respect, any kind of defiance I still had left is driven out of me.

I start to beg him, to plead, to promise that I'll be good.

"I'm sorry!...Owwwww! I won't do it again! Hmpppppfffhh! Stop, please! Hnnnnghhhhh! I'll be good!" how pathetic I must sound, but I don't care.

He is not stopping whatsoever. My sore bum is getting more sensitive by the second - the slaps sting ever more. I can't take it anymore. All the while my cock is betraying me every step of the way, jumping and jolting. It is a huge turn on, despite it stinging like a bitch. Adrian is right. It does look more fun in the videos, but he is also wrong. This is way more intense and I can't help but enjoy it somewhere in my sick, twisted mind.

"Someone's enjoying the show." Adrian comments and starts alternating between spanking and softly caressing my burning cheeks. At first I thought he meant my painfully hard erection, but when he moves me off of his lap and stands up, dread is building in me. I can't help but shoot a look to the window.

There he is. Clad in the red and white apparel of a delivery guy. A slightly chubby polar bear with a cocked eyebrow. For the second time today I bury my face in my hands and press it into the couch. I can never ever order there again.

I hear Adrian opening the door.

"Hey there!" Adrian, despite also being in nothing but shorts seems rather chill. As if nothing is out of the ordinary.

"...ehhh hello, sir. You've ordered the breakfast special?" I can hear their voices.

_Please hurry up._

I contemplate making a run for the bedroom, but with that ankle of mine... Yeah no, that won't happen. I'm stuck like this if I don't want to expose more than my spanked ass.

"Yeah."

"That'll be 35.90, sir." do I hear that polar bear snicker? Is that just my imagination running wild?

"Keep the change." How can Adrian be so cool about the whole situation?

"I think I got my tip already." I can basically feel his gaze burning into me. I just want to sink into the ground and be gone from existence.

Adrian chuckles. That bastard is enjoying it.

"Hope you order again soon, sir. Please have a nice breakfast and an... enjoyable day." they are both enjoying it.

_FUCK._

"I certainly will. See ya." I can hear his smugness, but the the door closes and I breath a heavy and long sigh of relief. Just now daring to look back up. We are alone again. Thankfully. Adrian carries the paper bags to the kitchen humming some kind of melody. He doesn't seem to be worried in the slightest. Why is he so confident?

I groan and sit back up, only to awkwardly shift my position until my ass doesn't burn quite as much.

"I trust that was enough of lesson?" he asks as he comes back with two large plates covered in all kinds of delicious food. I'm not quite as hungry at the moment. The humiliation has driven all that from me.

I shoot him a glance and I'm about to say something rather mean, when I notice my dick is still throbbing hard and despite everything I'm still aroused beyond belief.

_Smug fucker._

I clench my teeth and say something that sounds like approval.

"And I trust you will not be disobedient again, puppy?"

I lick my lips and contemplate his words for a moment. There is that defiance in me. The part, that tells me to insult him and be even more defiant now. It's burning within me as hot as my ass cheeks are. I look out the window - no one to be seen - I look at him and the food and I look at my raging boner.

"I can't promise that." I state honestly. All things considered it had been exciting. Very, very exciting.

A wolfish grin creeps across his face and he sits down next to me handing me a plate.

"Good," he comments. "wouldn't be much fun otherwise."

We munch on the food in silence. Just enjoying the togetherness and the afterglow - and the food of course. I have to readjust my sitting position from time to time. Meanwhile Adrian is leaning back and enjoying every inch of my body with his eyes. That includes my uncomfortable shuffling about.

"I'm happy you were comfortable with it." he exclaims after a while. "It wasn't exactly consensual. I didn't really ask for permission."

The domineering attitude is gone now, there is but soothing calm and worries in his voice.

I turn to him and cock an eyebrow. "I..." I think of what to say. "I'm good. I would've said stop otherwise."

"That's good." he sighs in relief. "I was worried I pushed you too far too fast. I can get quite... into it once started."

"No, no, no. It's fine. Just very intense." I think about it for a second. "Considering I was still a virgin this morning."

He smiles and pulls me into his chest. "I want you to know, that I respect your boundaries. Consent is important to me. You say stop and I'll stop."

I too sigh in relief. "Thank you."

His fluffy chest is like a soothing pillow. "Can... can I rest on you for a while?" I feel kind of stupid asking that. How am I supposed to explain that I want to park my ass on him and enjoy the closeness.

"Aren't you cute?" he kisses me on the forehead and lays down on the couch pulling me atop of him. "I just spanked and exposed you and you don't even dare to ask if we can cuddle. I don't think my heart can handle all that cuteness."

I'm in heaven again. My sore body relaxing into the soft mass of fur that is his body. I snuggle into him tightly and he wraps his arms around me. "I'll close the shutters next time."

"Next time won't be in the house." he states bluntly. My look must've spoken volumes. "Don't worry. I'll push you a bit, but never anything you're not comfortable with. Also, I just like to tease you."

"Right..." I bite my lip and look at him again. "I'll get you back eventually. You know that, right?"

He laughs and the rumbles in his chest make me bounce up and down. "I'm sure you will, puppy. I'm sure you will."