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After several hours, he was finally waking up properly. Yes, he was definitely in a bed room. A bit of shambles, but still decently cozy. Some girly stuff, a frizzy hairbrush, some hair ties, an old hat. Mostly, very generic. The smell seemed familiar, he was starting to place it now. It was Kelsey. That was her musk. He couldn't tell most people's smells from others, but he had gotten used to this one. The fatigues lay on the floor in a pile, unwashed. Definitely Kelsey's room. His head was still pounding, mostly on the left side. He reached up to feel the pain with his fingers, and was instead met with the cool, wet facecloth. He was definitely being cared for. He struggled to sit up, catching the facecloth in his hand as he tried to get his bearings. The door opened.

“Oh, Erik! Don't sit up just yet, it's gonna be rough!" Kelsey rushed over to him and sat next to him on the left side of the bed, putting her arm over him to hold him upright. She was wearing an uncharacteristic hoodie, blackwatch tartan, with holes in the hood for her ears, and big, baggy black sweatpants. She clearly hadn't left the house in days. “Take it easy, you don't have to move right now."

“Oh... Kelsey. It's not a dream, you're real."

“Dummy, of course I am." She responded semi-sweetly. “What are you talking about?"

“Ugh, I was... in some kind of nightmare. I didn't know who or where I was. And... I found you, you gave me the sword, and I killed Colton. And then I killed you because you weren't real. And-"

“Whoa, whoa. You need to lay down." She shook her head to him, sternly.

“Ugh, I feel like I've done enough laying down..."

“Lay down, I'm going to cuddle with you, and you're gonna like it." She demanded.

He laid back down again, and rolled over onto his right side and put the facecloth back on. She cuddled up to him, being the big spoon.

“There, isn't this better?" She sighed.

“Uh huh." He replied simply.

She chuckled, sniffing at him a bit. “I may not be fully canine, but I can tell almost as well as they can when someone's in pain and needs love."

He hummed, accepting the gesture. She was a warm and soft thing to be stuck to him. “What happened, Kelsey?"

“You got hit really hard, busted your shield. Lucky it didn't break your arm, but it knocked you out with all the blood loss you were suffering from. You're surprisingly tough." She rubbed his belly with her paw. “You've been in something of a coma for two days. Lisa patched you back up, but I didn't want you just laying over there all alone, so I carted you back here to recover. Been feeding you apple sauce and water like a baby."

“Two days? Ugh." He groaned. “So... if I'm here, and you're here... "

“Yeah?"

“Did- Did I win?" He asked, his voice slightly muffled by the cloth and the edge of the pillow.

Kelsey giggled. “Yes, you did. Just barely, but he dropped before you did. That last swing of yours looked stupid, but it worked. I'm so proud of you, Erik." She cuddled into him just a bit more, happy to be with him again.

“And... we're married now?"

“Not yet, dear. We still have to make the official declaration, you've just been too out of it. But I already feel it, you're the love of my life. People weren't sure if you would survive to be, but now I know you are. They'll know soon enough."

He was silent for a moment as he enjoyed the closeness. “And what about...?"

“Him? He hasn't woken up yet, but he's still alive. A hurting puppy, but he'll live, I think. Now, hurry up and heal! I want to spend more time with you, I've been cooped up in here for too long, watching you snooze." He felt a bit better about that. He didn't want to kill Colton, even if he was a jerk.

She spoke up again. “Erik..."

“Yeah?"

“I need to apologize to you."

“For what, dear?"

“For putting you through this whole ordeal. Making you fight, your injury and recovery, Colton's injury and recovery, all of this... it's my fault." She hugged him tighter. “I thought it was the right thing to do, to acknowledge Colton's heritage and all, but... those people out there, they weren't marrying you. I was. I didn't have to impress them by making the 'fair' choice. I should have just denied him and took you. Nobody would get hurt, the people might be a little displeased at me, but-"

“Honey, stop. I don't hold it against you. The people aren't displeased, maybe, I got to prove myself, and shut Colton up in the process. Things had to happen... It just is what it is."

“Are you sure?"

“Yeah. It's fine, really." His hand stroked the fur on hers, held on his chest. “Now... I need to rest my head. It's still killing me."

“Oh. Okay. You need a refresh on the cloth?"

“Mm mm." He mumbled. “Stay right there."

“Eheh. Okay." She continued to cuddle into his back, keeping him warm and cozy, even though it was still warm out.

Shirley came into the room to check on them, seeing them both cuddled up on the bed, fast asleep. She couldn't help but find it cute, and slipped back out to her husband.

“Will, those two are the most adorable couple I've seen in town. Well, since us, anyway." She chuckled. Will sat on the couch, reading another paper.

“Oh?"

“You should see them. All cuddled up with each other like it's a long winter night. Guy's too hurt to even enjoy it. What a shame."

“I was pretty hard on him all this time, but he pulled his weight in the end. He fought well. I guess he's no longer a slave, huh?"

“Nope, I wouldn't let you do that to him. He's gonna be family now. Our son-in-law."

“Son-in-law..." He huffed. “Huh. I expected a big wolf was going to fill that spot, but life is funny sometimes, I guess. She ended up with someone with no fur, silly teeth, and weird feet. Someone who actually cares about her..." He put the paper down. “Do you really think we were the most adorable?"

“Of course." She snickered lightly and playfully bit over his snout.

“Shtill sho playful." He mumbled, not opening his jaw.

It would be another day before Erik was finally trying to get up and about. His face still hurt, but the headache was gone and he was no longer bleeding. He had yet to survey the damage. He slowly wandered his way into the kitchen, and began opening drawers until he found a spoon. In hand, he looked at his distorted face with cautious study. It made him jump a bit. A three-claw raking across the left side of his face, from left forehead, over the eye, and down to the sideburns. Colton left quite the mark. Luckily for him, his eyeball was missed and actually worked still. Lisa's work was obvious enough, the gouge was closed up and cleaned as best it could be. No infection to deal with.

“Oh, Kelsey... this looks awful." He mumbled, as she walked up behind him, looking at the spoon like a crazy man.

“You look fine, Erik. It's just a couple of cuts. We all have our scars, I'll show you mine sometime." She replied, as she slid in front of him, pushing the spoon out of the way, and threw her arms over his shoulders. “Besides. The scar's kind of sexy."

“Oh? Maybe I should get injured more often." He chuckled, as he put down the spoon, and placed his hands on her hips, pulling her a bit closer.

She hummed playfully, her voice lowering to a more seductive tone. “Don't you dare, you've had too much downtime. It's been keeping you away from me." She licked his face, then changed tone, to a more hurried one. “Now, come on, you're upright like I thought you would be today. We have to announce the marriage to the town, I've already sent word that you'd be up by now, they've been waiting. Gotta get on nice clothes."

“I don't have nice clothes..."

She shrugged. “Wear the armor?"

“I don't know if I want to get married dressed like some Roman larper."

“A what?"

He shook his head. “Nevermind. I'll just wear my normal clothes, I think."

“They're all bloody, you know. Cleaned, but that shirt will never be blue again."

“Oh, uh... well, it should be fine. Battle damage, right?"

“Fine, suit yourself. You look fine in whatever." She waved her hand as she turned and walked back to the bedroom.

Soon, she came out in the gold-colored dress and flower accouterments, the back of the skirt still a bit dirty from where she went down to catch him.

“You still look great, Kelsey."

She scoffed jokingly, waving off his comment with a flick of her wrist. She wasn't used to being such a girly girl. But she couldn't help but make eyes at him. If it made him happy, she was happy.

The family stood by the door in the living room, already prepared to go. Kerry sighed. “Can we go already? You two take forever, I can hear you making doe eyes over there."

“Yeah, we've been waiting for this for days while you've been napping." Will agreed, a mischievous smirk on his face as he commented.

Erik shrugged. He didn't know what else he'd be doing, but he had to agree. “Alright, no time like the present."

The family walked off the farm and into the town, back to the amphitheater, where much of the town had already gathered. She wasn't kidding when she said they were waiting.

“The town is already here." He mumbled to Kelsey.

“Yeah, I told them to expect us today, you were getting ready to walk around again."

“Rush, rush." He snickered. She responded in kind.

They listened to the crowd talking lightly as they entered the area.

“Wow, he looks awful."

“Surprised he survived at all."

“Hey, the man's a fighter. He wanted her, he got her."

“It was a savage fight."

“What a party!"

They gathered up on the stage, but it was not them who took center stage, but rather, Jarvis. He hushed the crowd, still a bit surprised at the coupling choice.

“Friends, fellows. It has been a little while since the most dramatic suiting we've seen in this town. The Elder was part of it, I was even part of it. It was hectic and we've had time to reflect on it. The rite of combat was still initiated, as it usually is, and the combat has concluded with a narrow but clear winner. Erik Barnes has defended his claim to the lady Kelsey Decker, struck down Colton Donaldson, and the outcome is final." Kelsey's paw found Erik's hand, and they wrapped their fingers around each other. She was still nervous, he could feel the shake in her muscles. “I, Jarvis Barnett..." He hesitated for a moment, “do officially recognize the marriage of Erik and Kelsey Barnes."

He moved to the side, raised his head to the sky, and began to let out a moose call. The crowd, too, began to make their own. Howling, gekkering, barking, crying, screeching. The racket of all of these creature noises blaring out into the calm summer day washed over the village. Kelsey and Erik became center stage again, blinking nervously, her tail wagging profusely. The noise was deafening, but the sentiment was overall positive. The people accepted the marriage, strange as it was.

She turned to him. “We did it, Erik..."

“We did it, Kelsey. It happened."

She was giddy, she couldn't hide the emotion. “It happened! We actually got fucking married!" It was almost unreal, like a joke in a dream she would wake from. “I-it's all so sudden, but... but I'm so happy, Erik."

He huffed out a great sigh of relief. “Kelsey, it's... like a huge weight was just lifted off of my shoulders. I feel like I could fly."

“Yeah? Why don't we fly home?" She traced the back of her paw down his neck.

He smirked. “Why don't we..."

The happy couple returned home, smiling and holding hands all the way back, the rest of the family in tow.

“I'm so happy for you, dear." Shirley commented to the beaming Kelsey, as they climbed the steps to the home once again. “You knew what you needed and you stuck with it. I'm proud of you."

“Thank you, mom."

“Yeah, happy for you, sis. Maybe could have chosen the better smell, but..." Kerry razzed.

“Whatever. It's my smell now." Kelsey razzed her sister right back. They both grinned.

Erik still couldn't quite get into the intricacies of scents, but it was important to them. It was good to see that they were getting along about it. He was interrupted by Kelsey licking him again, on the back of his neck, and giving the slightest nibble to his ear.

“You two should get a room." Will chuckled. Sometimes it was hard to tell if he was serious or not.

“Will." Shirley reached over and hit him lightly with a tut, careful not to let her arms be too involved away from the twins, in case they decided to act out and run away. “Let's, uh... go to the market. Kerry, you should come too. I'm sure there's some seeds we need, right?" They were silent for a moment. “Right?"

“Uh, right. Seeds. I forgot about the seeds, me, the farmer, with the seeds." He responded awkwardly. Shirley and Kerry turned and left, with Kevin and Kenneth in tow, but Will hadn't just yet. “Erik. Come here for a second."

Erik let go of Kelsey and whispered to her. “Meet you in your room."

Giddy, she rushed off to her room and closed the door harshly. Erik went out to meet with Will, unsure what to expect.

“Yes, sir?"

He sighed. “None of us are dumb, we all know exactly what's happening here. I can't say I'm too fond of this going on in my house. Like any father, I'm always concerned about my family, especially my daughters. I warned you about that when you first came here."

“I remember, and I understand."

“But... she's chosen you as her husband. And you've chosen her as your wife. You fought to near death against a way stronger opponent for the right to say that, and that's no joke. If I were in your position, I would have died against that guy. What's gone on... it means something, to everyone. You've earned my respect. Son-in-law." Surprisingly, he extended a paw. Erik took it in his hand and offered a firm shake. His claws dug into Erik's hand a bit as he closed on the shake, but he didn't pay much heed to it. It was no different than men gripping tightly. “But I'll only tell you this once... You treat her with love, always , or I will fucking kill you. Armor or not."

“I promise."

Erik, finally left to his own, approached Kelsey's door after the front door of the house closed. He opened it to find her inside, sitting on the end of the bed, waiting for him, as nude as a woman so fluffy could be. He stood in the doorway, taking off his shirt.

“Ah, finally, some alone time with my man... not in the bush." She sighed happily.

“After what seems like... well, a long time." He threw his shirt aside.

She chuckled. “It wasn't, at all. But it was hard to hold back sometimes."

“Tell me about it. A couple of those nights, were... whew." He began taking off the pants, his shoes already being left at the front door where they were supposed to be.

“Hope you're not too injured from your fight."

He chuckled. “I should be okay, but... still might want to go easy on me this time."

She smirked right back. “Well, it's our first time, we'll make it special."

They both realized they had no idea what kind of dynamic they would have. Who was the dominant one? Or was that going to be a subject for another time? How to even start?

Still in his underwear, he stood in the doorway, now not entirely sure he knew what he was doing. He looked to her again. Her body shape was quite remarkable without those shapeless fatigues, she was deceptively well put together. Ample bosom, the curves all around were just right, strong and capable legs, the fluff of her fur puffing her up a bit all around. The beautiful patterns of her fur interested him when he wasn't looking at her healthy figure.

“Heh. Like what you see?" She asked playfully, waiting for him to make a move. “It's all yours, you know."

He couldn't help but smile. “Just enjoying the view."

She pushed herself off the bed and sauntered over to him, a seductive sway to her movement, her tail flailing about in excitement. “Why don't you enjoy it a little closer, hm?" She wrapped her arms around over his shoulders again and licked his face. He hugged onto her as well, and kissed her on her cool nose.

She giggled. “You humans have a funny way of kissing. It's all lips."

He shrugged. “It's a skin thing."

“No tongue at all?"

He smirked. “Sometimes we do." As he planted his lips on her, she attempted to make a kissy face, her lips not really used to moving that way. “It's kind of like a howling face, you know? Wooooo." He made a light howl noise as she tried a bit harder to make it, managing to move her mouth to about the right shape. He could mostly get his lips on there, but he could tell she felt awkward not using her tongue.

The practice was short lived as she felt his tongue touch hers. He knew this is what she would respond to best. The taste of his mouth to her was strong, delicious, even. She had more taste buds than him. She was worried he would taste bad, like a boot or something. But, he tasted good.

The heat of her mouth was high to Erik, there was no sweating for the anthros, but surprisingly to him, she didn't have dog breath, she didn't taste like a dog. To describe the flavor as normal and human-like was not far from the mark. It was one thing he secretly feared, now alleviated. He leaned into the kiss more, taking her by surprise, bumping her back into the wall, and their kiss grew stronger. Their tongues twisted and tangled, until she accidentally bit his tongue lightly.

“Ah-" He winced lightly and back off a bit.

“Oh! Shit, I'm sorry, the teeth."

“I-it's fine, just a little, uh, occupational hazard."

She smiled awkwardly, embarrassed at what happened. “My mouth isn't used to that sort of movement..."

“Don't worry, dear. Humans are adaptable. What feels better for you?"

“Well..." She wasn't sure how he'd react, but went ahead anyway, since they were now into an awkward phase of exploring each other in ways they never did before. She spread her mouth open more and lightly bit over his mouth, licking with a greater depth of the tongue. She backed off after a lick. “Like that?"

He laughed a bit. “Ah, alright. I think I can work with that..."

She assumed the facial position again, and he was able to engage in the tongue play a little bit better this time. The heat coming out of her mouth was incredible.

Shortly, they backed off from their oddly deep kiss.

“Well, I know it's new to you, but you're a pretty good kisser." She grinned.

He wasn't sure he actually was, but he took the compliment. “You're pretty good yourself, we're both new to the 'other' way of doing it."

She smirked and grabbed him by the waistband of his underwear, which he didn't get a chance to take off yet, and pulled him into her, the stiff lump in his pants pushing up against her. She shuddered lightly as she felt its heat touch her and radiate into the the fluff of her lower body. “Oh. It's so hot, Erik."

He could swear the fur would make her the hot one. “I think you are." He kissed on her neck, following it down her body a bit as she craned her head up, losing herself in the touch. She didn't mind that she couldn't really feel his lips through the fur, she could feel the breath, the hot breath blowing through it. His hands naturally found their way up to her breasts as she enjoyed the feel of his face. A surprising size, his hands smoothly slid along the underside of them, and up to the nipple. Seemed just like any human he had ever felt, only with soft, lush fur. His fingers gently brushed over them and he felt her shiver slightly, as his fingers rested on them, stroking them and the fluff around them.

“Oh... oh that's so good." She sighed a heavenly breath as his fingers rolled and gingerly massaged her nipples. The only other sound than the two breathing rather heavily was the thumping of her tail on the wall, a constant, droning thump.

“Mm, you're so excited." He chuckled playfully, whispering in her ear.

The taste, the smell, the touch, the energy of his body. These things rippled through her body as he toyed with her. She felt powerless to stop it, and had no desire to even try to stop it. Normally, she was never in the submissive position, she'd never let anyone get the upper hand on her. But this wasn't a fight. She couldn't help but let Erik have most of the power. It felt so right. “How could I not be...?" Her paw slid down his belly to his waistband, and she hooked a claw on it. Gasping for air as he continued to tickle her senses, she whispered to him, “Those... take those off..."

“ You take 'em off."

She let out a low growl in reply, an enticing, irresistible growl. He sensed she responded well to the playful commentary and guessed right, she loved the play, the tease. She put her other paw in position and slid them down his legs as she crouched in unison, revealing himself fully to her. She finally got to see it, and couldn't help but fawn over it with her face, sniffing the air for a moment, panting at the same time. “Oh! It's bigger than I thought, hm... t-the heat... the smell... Erik, how do you smell so good? Everywhere?"

“Because I'm yours." He replied simply, his hands now stroking her hair and scratching behind her ears. He didn't really know why he smelled good to her beyond that simple fact.

“Mmmm... good answer." She hummed in extreme comfort as his head massage soothed her brain. She smelled it more, up and down, and just couldn't help but lick his the tip a bit. The sweet, the salty, his tastes practically danced on her tongue. “This is... so good." She kept going, further, wanting to taste as much as she could, while he continued to massage her head. A few more long, loving licks, and she soon found herself putting it carefully into her mouth, her tongue cradling the entire underside. She couldn't go too far in, as her snout started to bump into his chest, but she enjoyed every stroke of it, making that howling face again to get full coverage of it.

“Ohh... don't do too much, there. We're nowhere near done yet." Erik sighed. Her tongue was like a massage of its own, its broader, more flexible shape encircling it, in nearly all ways it could. It felt divine.

She stopped and looked up to him, then slid him out of her mouth. “Oh? Maybe we'll save that for another day. Or, later today..." She chuckled a bit and stood up, raising her right leg up and managing to rest it on his hip bone. As she hopped up to get her other leg off, Erik instinctively knew to catch her and hold her up, and no sooner did he hold onto her hips, she wrapped her legs around him so she could hold on too. They were well stuck together now. Her face in his, she whispered to him with urgency. “No more waiting. We can play around any day... every day. I need you inside me, Erik. Now." Being so close to him like this, the tip of the head was lingering just outside of her, their heat tantalizing each other, like arcing magic between them. So close, yet so far away.

“Now?" He echoed, a slightly mischievous smirk on his face.

“ Now!" She snarled at him playfully.

He knew he needed it now, as well, but the taunt got the blood pumping. He felt like his cuts would open up again any moment. But there was no way he could care about that at the moment. Holding his admittedly heavy wife in his arms now, he bumped her back against the wall, and their hips instinctively rocked into place. A light touch, a gentle push, and after the head grazed by dozens of fine hairs, it began to force her open and enter.

“Hh – Oh OH! ohho-" She wheezed and panted rapidly as he began to slide into her, the tickling feeling on her fur mixing with the penetration and somewhat paralyzing her in delight. “Hhaah – ah -" She shuddered slightly as he continued to sink deeper into her body, her body practically pulling him in, their flesh feeling like it was melting together in the heat of the act. As he sunk in to the hilt, she finally groaned out a real word, only one exclamation, as her head flopped back. “Ohhh Erik!"

Erik, too, was practically speechless. He was not a virgin, but he had never felt anything like this before. This was different. There was a serious connection between them, in this moment, not just physical, but mental and spiritual, too. They could feel each other, nothing needed to be said. He knew she wanted more.

With her pinned up against the wall, and her holding onto him for dear life, there was absolutely no getting away for either of them, all he could do was thrust into her. Slowly at first, feeling a near vacuum effect with how tight she still was, but increasing in speed and power. She craned her head about, dizzy, disoriented, even, and finally flopped it forward helplessly onto his shoulder as he continued to thrust into her. There was nothing she could do against this type of sensation. She panted, wheezed and whined, so drained of energy and sense, all the while licking his neck, and the occasional nibble at his skin with her teeth. She just couldn't help herself.

He took a moment to catch his breath, kicking his legs to toss off the pair of underwear that was still wrapped around his ankles. As he took the moment she looked up and glared at him with an angrier growl, her ears sunk back a bit, incensed that he would even think about stopping.

“I'm not stopping, love. Just changing." He assured her of his motives, then turned her from the wall in towards the room. Carrying her was tough, and he was already tired, but he still did it, hauling her all the way to the bed, laying her down on it, as her legs were still wrapped around him. “This is more comfortable, yeah?"

“Y-h..." She barely forced out a reply, her head only beginning to straighten up.

“Good." He gasped for air before continuing to thrust into her. In this position, he was able to use more body weight, more muscle, and began to pound into her much harder than before. The poor bed creaked under the weight of the act. Her head was finally able to flop down on the bed while her claws began to dig into his back a little bit. “Y-your claws-"

“Not – letting - you go! Never!" She snarled. He continued, regardless of the flesh wound. As the sex grew more intense, so did her reactions, more of the beast starting to come out, speaking in light growls and barks. “Rrh! F-finish me! Erik! Do it! Rrfh!" The aggression was strangely arousing to Erik, knowing he could turn her from a playful friend, to soft lump of putty, to raging furball in so short a time. Plus, focusing on something else helped him last just a little bit longer. She was close, he had to push her over the edge.

Not that he could leave or anything, he had no choice but to keep going, and so he did. Every thrust into her, every little movement, he could feel her growing more intense, ramping up to the inevitable conclusion. Her climax finally hit, and nearly every muscle in her body suddenly contracted, including her paws, and she let out a howl, the likes of which he had never heard out of her. An intense outburst of joy, glee, and raw, pent-up emotion. The whole town must have heard it.

The pain of her claws digging into his back could be completely ignored, but the jolt of her body could not. The sudden, additional tightness everywhere was all it took to send him over the edge as well. A fitful lurch put him in deeper than he could reasonably go, his body pushing up against hers with as much strength as he could muster, as he unloaded what he had been saving all this time.

“Yes yes!" She cried, dwindling down, feeling it coming. The immediate spurt, the rush of heat, and the steady throb as he pumped her full of his loving seed. “Ahhhhh....hhhhh... mmmmmmm..." Again. Again. Again. Again. She couldn't count how many times he let himself out inside of her, but she felt his entire body growing limp as it exhausted itself. He collapsed onto her, practically losing consciousness again. Kelsey simply held him in her arms, cradling him, licking the side of his head, over and over, keeping him close. She couldn't do much of anything in the afterglow, either.

He panted as much as she did, gasping for air. He squirmed for a moment, trying to get up, but she just squeezed a bit tighter, holding him in place. “Hm?"

“No, stay here." She snickered, smiling slyly at him. “Stay inside, just a while longer."

“That's not weird?"

“No... we belong together, like this. After all this time, we belong like this."

He smiled. “I'm happy you think so, Kelsey."

She licked his face, right between the eyes, to make him blink. “I know so. And you know what else I know?"

“What?"

“I'm gonna be a mom." She grinned. “I'm sure of it. We're going to make it happen."

He didn't want to possibly burst her bubble, so he just kissed her right between the eyes as well. She closed them briefly as his lips made contact and she giggled.

The two simply laid there, basking in the afterglow, trying to gain their strength back, as they remained stuck together, temporarily like one entity. They both knew it: this was love.