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A man ran through the near pitch black woods. His heart was pounding, he could hear something close behind him, chasing him. The man's blood soaked chainmail shirt was slowing him down, but he knew that if that thing caught up with him, that chainmail maybe the only thing that holds his body together. Quickly, the man stopped in his tracks, having came to a deep slope with a big drop. Before he could even turn around, he felt he creature leaping on top of him, which caused them both to go tumbling down the landslide. The man rolled, again and again. His skin scraped against rocks and fallen branches as he closed his eyes, and just hoped for it all to end. His body was bashed against both soil, and rocks until eventually, his rapid descent came to an end. With a grunt, he slowly pushed himself off the ground, and got back up to his feet. As he got up, he noticed he wasn't the only one that made it out of that tumble alive.

The hideous creature managed to push itself into its knees. It was tall, seven foot in height with boney elongated fingers. It had no skin, just pure red and bloody muscle. It looked human, except it had the head of a jackle, and eyes so black, it was like looking into two pitch black wells. It looked to the human just in time to see him deliver the killing blow. The creature heard its own skull cracking open as the human struck the top of its head with a heavy rock. The creature went limp as the human struck it again, and again, until it stopped moving entirely.

"Fucking bastard," the man muttered as he dropped the blood soaked rock, and fell back onto his rear. He was absolutely exhausted, and lost. He had been running for so long, he completely lost track of where the path was.

One hour later.

A feminine-looking weavile slipped on a simple green dress, and looked down at himself. It was frilly at the bottom, and reached down to his ankles. Two thin straps kept it on his body, making it easy to slip in and out of. He felt so happy with his new dress, it fit his curvy body perfectly. He had been doing this for a few years now, and no one ever noticed he wasn't a woman. The only part of him that wasn't so womanly was what was in between his legs, and what wasn't on his chest. He was flat chested, but his womanly figure was more than enough to convince everyone. He did look more feminine than other males of his kind. He had even been asked out a few times, but he could never accept. The other villagers weren't exactly open minded. He was afraid of what everyone would think. He wondered if anyone would ever find out that he isn't a woman. A loud knock at his door quickly snapped his mind back to reality. "Who is it?" He asked as he slowly approached his front door. His voice was soft, and very womanly. The weavile found it strange, someone knocking on his door at this time of night.

"I-I'm hurt. I just need some help..."

The weavile felt a little scared, and a bunch of questions popped into his mind. Was this man telling the truth? If so, how did he get hurt? In the end, curiosity led him to open the door. He wouldn't be able to forgive himself if he just left this man to die. Once he opened up the door, his mouth hung open slightly, shocked at just how badly beaten this man looked. The man's forehead had a diagonal cut along it. His left cheek was bruised, and his left eye was slightly swollen. His usually handsome face was covered in tiny scratches and scrapes. Blood from his nose had dribbled down to his short very short black beard. His jet black hair was also messy. The man wore a chainmail shirt, which left his forearms and hands exposed. He also noticed the human was wearing leather trousers, and boots. The thing that caught his eyes the most though was that he had a sword sheath hanging off his belt, but there was no sword. He looked to be somewhere in his mid to late twenties, and looked more than capable of defending himself. "What happened to you?!"

"Got attacked, some howling monster bastard chased me into the woods. I lost my sword, but I got the bastard in the end," he said as he kept one hand pressed against his side. He had a feeling he had a broken rib. He didn't notice it too much at first, but now he was really starting to feel it.

"You killed it?" the weavile asked. He knew what creature this man was talking about. The creature had been sighted around the village a few times. It sometimes attacked, and ate chickens and pigs before retreating back into the woods. People were too afraid to anything about it though, so they just left it alone.

"Yeah, bashed its brains in with a rock. It tore my horse apart though, and now, I'm stuck here." Although he was stuck here, he was glad that he managed to find someone else.

"You won't be stuck here for long. You know there was a reward for that creature? You could buy two horses if you can prove you killed it," the weavile told him. "Unfortunately, the inn is going through some renovations, so you won't be able to stay there for the night. But, if you want, you could stay here for the night."

"Uh, would your husband mind me staying?" he asked, wondering if the weavile even had a husband. He hoped not, he thought the weavile was cute.

"I don't have one, not yet anyway. Come in," the weavile said after a nervous laugh escaped his lips. He stood out of the human's way, letting him in.

"Is everyone in this village as nice as you?" he asked with a faint smile before walking in. He couldn't help but notice this place was very clean. It was a small place, but it was still nice, with solid wooden floors and walls.

"Not everyone," he replied with a sigh as he closed the door. He then looked back to the human, who sat himself down in a wooden chair. "You should take off your shirt, I'll look at your wounds. My name is Ira."

"Ira, huh? My name is Hayl," he replied to the weavile as he began to take off his chainmail shirt. He dumped it on the floor as he looked down to his own body, noticing the many bruises all over his hard, toned body. He guessed that tumble down the landslide really did more damage than he thought. He felt lucky to be alive.

Ira brought over a small washbasin, and placed it on a nearby table. Using a rag, the weavile began to wipe away the dirt from his arms first. Ira couldn't help but notice how well toned his body was. He knew this man must be very popular with the ladies where he comes from. "What do you do for a living, Hayl?"

"I am a tutor... I teach kids how to fight, how to handle themselves with and without a sword. Unfortunately, I lost mine in a scrap with that creature."

Ira dipped the rag into the washbasin before then wiping the rest of the dirt away from the human's body. He then looked back to Hayl's face, awkwardly locking eyes for a moment.

"You have really pretty eyes," Hayl felt like that had to be said. He had never met a weavile with green eyes before, but he hadn't met many weaviles in the past.

"Uh, thank you," Ira nervously replied. He bet Hayl wouldn't have said that if he knew what was in between his legs, but he guessed a little harmless flirting couldn't hurt. "Do you have someone back home?" he inquired with faint smile.

"No. Why do you ask?"

"Just curious," Ira replied as he then began dabbling the rag on the side of the human's face. "Tell me if it hurts too much."

Hayl winced a little as the rag touched a few spots that were a little sensitive. Despite touching those spots, the pain was bearable because of how gentle and careful the weavile was being with him. "Hard to believe you don't have a husband... Not interested in finding one?"

"I'm interested, but I just haven't found the right person. Not many people would be interested in someone like me," the weavile said, before realizing that he might have let too much slip.

"I think a lot of people would be interested in someone like you, I know I am."

Hearing him say that brought a big smile to the weavile's face. "Do you flirt this much with everyone you meet?"

"Not really, but it's rare I meet someone that's pretty, and single," he told the weavile. He figured he might as well take a shot at getting with the weavile. He felt like his chances were pretty low, but it was still worth a shot in his mind. He watched as the weavile dipped the rag back in the small washbasin, and brought it back up to his battered chest.

Ira was a little surprised that this guy was even up to doing stuff with him, considering how beat up he looked. It brought a blush to his face, wondering what this human had in mind. Sometimes, he wished he really was a woman. It would make things so much easier. Once all the dirt and blood was washed off the human's skin, Ira dumped the rag back into the washbasin. "Even if I was up for a little fun, with these wounds of yours, it would be a little hard for you to do anything about it without hurting yourself."

"That's fine, you could just do most of the work," he joked before letting out a little chuckle. "How do my wounds look anyway? Am I going to live?"

Hearing such perverse things only conjured up more filthy thoughts in Ira's mind. He would love to ride this human, but he knew very well that it wasn't a good idea to mislead him. "They should heal on their own, but you should try and get some rest. You can take my bed, I'll sleep on one of the chairs."

"You really don't have to do that for me," Hayl quickly responded.

"I insist," Ira replied. However, as his mind swimmer with dirty ideas, another popped into his mind. He figured that this human was only going to stay for a day or two. Maybe a little fun could be good for the both of them. "But, there is a catch."

"What kind of catch?"

The weavile hoped that the human wouldn't suddenly realize what he really was. He felt so nervous, asking this of someone. However, he guessed the human did kind of owe him for letting him in and giving him a place to stay. However, he also knew what he was about to ask of the human was immoral, but he has went so long without any kind of affection, he just wanted to feel some kind of intimacy for once. "I...I want you to kiss me." The human might be battered and bruised, but he was still handsome.

Hayl couldn't believe his luck. First he survives the attack, then he learns there was a bounty for the creature, and now, a pretty woman was asking him for a kiss. Ira didn't have to ask twice, he reached for the weavile's hand as he looked right into his pretty eyes. There was no way he could've known that Ira wasn't a woman. He looked so much prettier than any other woman he had seen in his life, and that was saying a lot. Because the weavile was shorter than he was, he didn't have to stand up for their lips to meet. He leaned forwards, and closed his eyes as he felt Ira's lips against his.

Ira's heart almost jumped out of his throat, he couldn't believe it. For a moment, he just forgot about everything else, and just melted into the kiss. He was surprised to feel the human's tongue slipping into his mouth. It was so warm, and wet. Underneath the weavile's skirt, his cock hardened. He couldn't stop himself from getting excited, and he knew that he had to stop before the human noticed his excitement. Slowly, he pulled out of the kiss, and quickly turned around so the human couldn't see what was tenting up his dress. He could still feel the human's saliva on his lips. "L-let me show you to my room," he said before walking towards his room. He pushed open a nearby door which led straight into his room. It was small with only a single bed, but it was big enough for the human.

Hayl walked up behind the weavile, looking into the bedroom. He noticed that it was a single bed, and that's when a thought popped into his head. He hated to just end this at a kiss, he wanted a little more affection from this weavile. "I can't take your bed, after everything you done for me. But, maybe we could share the bed."

"S-share? But there is barely enough room for you," he pointed out as he covered his crotch with both hands, hoping that the human wouldn't notice. As he looked over his shoulder, his jaw almost dropped. He could see that he wasn't the only one excited. Although the human still had his pants on, he could clearly see a bulge down there. Quickly, he looked back up to his eyes. He guessed he got this human a little more excited than he intended to.

"I know, so...maybe you could sleep on top of me?" He suggested, before chuckling off how awkward he felt even suggesting this. However, he felt a little too horny not to suggest it.

The weavile paused for a moment, actually thinking about taking him up on his offer. However, he knew there was a big problem. What if this human started doing stuff to him? What if he found out what was in between his legs? He knew he was probably going too far with the kiss, but now, this really was getting way too risky. However, as he opened up his lips to speak, he felt the human's hands going to his flat chest. His eyes widened as he thought one question to himself. Was this really happening?

"Besides... You don't really want to stop at just a kiss, do you?" Hayl asked, hearing a faint gasp leaving the weavile's mouth. It brought a smile to his face. The fact that the weavile wasn't shouting at him for what he was doing was a good sign.

"... No... I don't..." He whispered as he let the human stroke his flat chest through his dress. He let the human grope, and touch all he wanted. For a moment, he just closed his eyes, and let him do whatever he wanted.

Hayl just let lust completely take over. He wanted to see this weavile naked, and panting. Even through the dress, he could see this weavile had some very feminine curves. For a moment, he wasn't even thinking. He slipped one hand down the front of the weavile's dress, as his other hand rested on the weavile's hip. The weavile was a little more than a full foot shorter than him, so he had to learn down a little to kiss Ira's cheek. "You're so fucking beautiful..."

Ira let out a faint moan as he felt the human touching him and treating him like a woman. He loved it, he needed it. But quickly, his eyes shot back open, and he pulled himself away from the human. "S-stop! You...really don't want to go ahead with this."

"No... I really, really want to go ahead with this," he told her. Each word was spoken as if it was soaked in lust before leaving his lips. "There is nothing you could say that would stop me from wanting this."

"There...is one thing that would stop you," he near whispered, terrified of what he might say if he found out.

"Then stop me now," he quickly replied as he walked towards Ira, and gently pushed him back onto the bed. The weavile's upper half landed on the bed, but his lower half was left over the edge. The human dropped his pants right then and there, revealing his hard, seven inch cock. Foreskin barely covered the head of his throbbing manhood. Before the weavile could even protest, he pulled up his dress.

The weavile covered his face, and prepared to just be yelled at. He could feel the cool air brushing against his pink feline member. He knew even in this dimly lit room, there is no way the human could miss those six inches. He waited for the human to say something, before then breaking the silence. "I'm sorry..." then, he felt the human touching it, rubbing the precum soaked tip with his thumb.

"This is going to be a first for me," the human whispered. He wasn't into guys, but, this was no ordinary guy. He was beautiful, more beautiful than any woman he saw. It was strange, to see someone like him with a cock in between his legs. Even with his lower half exposed, he still didn't look like a man. He even had womanly legs. For a moment, he wondered if this made him gay. Then, the thought quickly left his mind as his eyes went from the weavile's cock, to his tight rear. He didn't care if this made him gay, he would gladly accept being gay if he could get with this weavile. This weavile was too damn sexy to pass up a night with, despite what was in between his legs. He pulled his hand away from the weavile's cock, and dropped to his knees. He enjoyed a bit of foreplay, but this was going to be very different for him.

The weavile looked down to see the human in between his legs. Did he not care he was a guy? Suddenly, he got his answer. He felt the human's hot breath against his unsheathed dick, which made it twitch a little. Then, he felt the human's tongue against it. He went wide eyed as he rested his head back on the bed, and stared at the ceiling. He bit his lower lip as his claws dug into the sheets. The feeling of the human's tongue against his bare member was almost indescribable. This was his first time, with anyone. Already, deep inside, he knew he wasn't going to last long. He could feel his tongue, running up the base of his cock, and all the way up to his tip. He felt a shiver running through his whole body, having never felt anything like this before. He had touched himself before, but having someone else touch him was like an entirely different experience. "Please don't stop," he quickly whispered.

Hayl could feel his barbs against his tongue. He had never even seen a weavile's cock before, let alone touch one. Hearing his feminine moans only made him want to carry on. As his tongue reached the weavile's tip, he got his first taste of another man's precum. Maybe it was the fact that the weavile was so feminine, but lapping up his precum didn't put him off at all. In fact, he was starting to like this. Just as he was getting used to it, he dragged his tongue over the very tip of the weavile's cock once again. This time, he got a big surprise. Warm cum drenched his tongue, and covered his lips. Most of it made it into his mouth, the rest sprayed across his face. He pulled back for a moment as he heard the weavile let out such an adorable cry. Ira humped at the air as he came so hard, unable to hide the sheer pleasure he felt. Without even thinking, Hayl swallowed the weavile's seed, and then proceeded to take the weavile's cock into his mouth. He figured he had came this far, he might as well try it. Besides, he wanted to hear more of those cute moans leave the weavile's lips.

Ira rested his legs on the human's shoulders as he felt him licking and sucking away every drop of cum that remained in his shaft. His claws dug so deep into the sheets, he was shredding them without even realizing it. He couldn't stop himself from humping the human's face, loving the feel of his warm, wet human maw. "I... I can't take this," he near breathlessly whispered as he felt the human cleaning every inch of his feline member with his tongue.

Hayl slowly pulled his mouth away from the weavile's cock with a wet pop. He then kissed his member, before then standing up. He grabbed the weavile's ankles, keeping his legs up in the air. "Can't take what? Take this?" He pressed his cock against the weavile's own member. His foreskin brushed against the very tip of Ira's saliva coated member.

Ira looked down to see the human's penis, resting on top of his. His heart was racing as he looked back up to the human, who had a smirk on his face. He looked like he was loving this. Then, he felt the human, gently humping at his sensitive cock. The feel of the human's throbbing cock rubbing against his sensitive feline dick made him squirm a little, letting out slight panting noises. He barely got to recover from his last orgasm, and now, the human was doing this to him. When he first let the human into his home, he had no idea this would happen. "H-have you done this before?"

"Never... But feels good, doesn't it?" Hayl let out a faint moan of his own. He wanted to try out so many different things with this weavile. He wanted to kiss, and explore every part of his body. He wanted to make him squirm, and cum until his balls run dry. He wanted to do so many things that never even entered his mind before.

"Yesss," Ira quietly replied whilst he closed his green eyes, and just enjoyed the feeling of the human's cock, rubbing against his. He could feel the smooth skin of his member rubbing gently up against his barbs. He hoped it wasn't causing the human any discomfort. He then felt Hayl letting go of his ankles. The weavile went ahead, wrapped his legs around the human's hips. Almost as soon as he did, he felt Hayl wrapping his hand around both of their cocks.

Hayl slid his his hand up and down both of their shafts, grunting softly as he leaned down. He rested his free hand against the bed shortly before kissing the top of the weavile's head. Ira's barbs felt so strange, rubbing against his cock and hand. He could feel the weavile's heartbeat, through his member. He stroked both of their manhoods slowly at first, but gradually, his speed picked up. Together, they panted, moaned and groaned as they looked into each other's eyes. Precum covered the tip of the human's dick, getting closer and closer to his release. The way the weavile looked at him, he could see so much passion in his face. Hayl's heart pounded as he humped at the weavile's member. Their balls pressed against each other as he humped harder and faster. His breaths got heavier with each passing moment until finally, it happened. The weavile wrapped his arms around the back of the human's neck, shortly before the entire front of his body was covered in Hayl's seed. "F-fuck!" he grunted as ropes of his warm cum splattered all over the weavile's lips, chest, belly, and cock.

The weavile kept humping up at the human's cock, feeling his hot seed dribbling all over his feline member. Feeling that warm white liquid all over his member brought him closer to his own climax. He kissed the human's neck as he held him tightly. He needed this so badly, he needed him. Their shafts and balls rubbed against each other, whilst the human stroked over both of them. "I-I'm going to cum!"

"Cum for me. Cum all over my cock!" Hayl passionately demanded. He wanted this weavile to empty his balls all over him. He wanted to give this little weavile one hell of a night to remember.

They both humped at each other's cocks, both of them panting so hard. Sweat was beginning to dribble down the human's body as the weavile began squirming more and more underneath him. The pleasure eventually became far too much for him to bare. He couldn't contain it anymore, he was going to blow. The weavile let out a feminine cry, pure joy consuming him as his seed quickly left his dick. There was so much of it, covering the human's member, and hand, but that wasn't all he covered. The human's chest and stomach was dripping with his spooge. The weavile looked up to the human, and grabbed the back of his head, forcing their lips to meet. He slipped his tongue so deep into Hayl's mouth, exploring it lovingly as he kept his legs tightly wrapped around him. He felt the human's tongue meeting his, fighting back so he could explore Ira's mouth. The kiss only ended when they both needed to pause for air. Then, the weavile said something he never thought he would get to say. "I want you to fuck me..."

Hearing such dirty words coming from such a cute weavile made the human smile. Once the weavile unwrapped his legs from his hips, Hayl sat down on the bed, and lay back as the weavile climbed on top of him. "Let me see your body. I want to see you stripped..."

The weavile smiled as he went ahead, and pulled his dress up over his head. He gently tossed it aside before looking back down to the human. His body was battered and bruised, he almost forgotten just how bad this man was hurt. Yet, he didn't even complain once. Maybe the pleasure far outweighed the pain. Ira gently rubbed their cum into the human's skin, before looking down to his manhood. He hoped it would fit inside him.

Hayl looked up to the weavile, finding him to be perfect in every way. His eyes, the figure of his body, his pretty face, he never would've ever guessed that this weavile wasn't a woman if he never lifted up his dress. He wasn't even mad that he was a guy. In fact, he felt like thanking him for even being allowed to touch him. "Good fucking gods, you are beautiful," he whispered before reaching behind the weavile, and grasping his rear.

Ira blushed at his words, before then raising himself just above the human's cock. He couldn't wait any longer. He needed to feel this man inside him. He had waited so long for a moment like this, and now, it was time he got what he so desired. He lowered himself down onto the human's cock, feeling the head of it touching his small pink anus. He felt Hayl's hands sliding up from his rear, to his hips. Ira took a deep breath, before slowly easing the human cock right inside himself. The cum covering his member made it easier to slide in, but it still felt so big. The first inch went in, forcing his tight ass wide open. It hurt, but as he gazed down to the human, he smiled a little. Hayl closed his eyes, and let out a soft breathy moan. He wanted to take it for him. Slowly, he pushed himself down even further. Another inch went in. It felt so warm inside him, touching places no one had ever touched before. Then, he felt Hayl bringing him down onto the rest of his shaft. Inch after inch slid in, until the human was balls deep inside the weavile. "Hayl," he lustfully whispered as he gazed down at the human below him. He was so handsome, his body was so perfect too. He was in perfect shape, he could have any woman he wanted, and yet, here he was with him. He could feel him throbbing inside his rear, his hard member straightening out his warm insides.

Hayl looked up at the weavile riding him. He was so cute, with a lust drunk look on his face. The weavile's feline member twitched as the weavile rested his hands against the human's chest, and slowly raised his rear. The joy the human felt when Ira's tight ass slid up his shaft was only outdone by the sheer pleasure it brought him when the weavile brought his ass right back down. He looked down, and watched the weavile take his rock hard cock all the way. The way his cock bounced up and down as he rode him was quite mesmerizing. He could see cum, occasionally dripping from the weavile's tip. Every single thing about this weavile was so hot. There wasn't one thing he would change. He helped the weavile bounce on his shaft. He went slow at first, knowing the pain must've slowed him down. But surprisingly, Ira kept picking up the pace. This little weavile was far more eager than Hayl thought, and he certainly wasn't complaining. His asshole was squeezing his cock so tightly, and his warm soft insides caressed the rest of his shaft. He needed more. He began lifting the weavile, and slamming him down onto his cock so quickly, wanting to fill his rear with his seed. "Ira!"

Ira happily bounced up and down his dick, panting harder and harder. He could feel his thick veiny cock deep inside himself, rubbing against places that made him occasionally gasp or let out a faint squeal. He hoped that this human didn't leave after collecting his bounty, he couldn't imagine going back to a loveless, sexless life. The way this human touched and looked at him, it made him feel so sexy. Again and again, the human's cock was driven right into his back passage. The pain was still there, but the places that his cock touched made him want to scream out in pure bliss. He wanted to ball his hands up into fists, but he couldn't in case he accidentally cut his human lover. The pleasure was almost unbearable, feeling Hayl's hot manhood constantly bumping against his prostate. Each time he slammed himself down onto the human's dick, he felt himself getting so close to the edge, and he wasn't the only one.

Hayl's panting and moaning grew so much louder as the weavile slid himself up and down his hot shaft so quickly. He wanted to last longer inside his cute lover, but there was no way he could stop what was about to happen. He tried to fight the pleasure, wanting this to last even just a few seconds longer. He held his breath for a long while, but the intense ecstasy got to him, and broke down his will to hold back. He let out a massive yell as he forced his weavile up and down his cock, again and again whilst waves upon waves of his cum filled Ira's bowels. His own cum lubed up Ira's hot fuck hole as he made his own desperate thrusts right up into the weavile, even as he felt himself becoming overwhelmed by his own orgasm. "IRA! CUM FOR ME! CUM ALL OVER ME!"

Ira was took totally by surprise by the human's mad thrusts, but what surprised him the most was all the cum he felt entering his backside. It felt so warm, and his cock hit all the right spots. It was more than enough to get the weavile letting out a big girly cry as his own member throbbed, and sent his own cum flying through the air. Most of it landed on the human, drenching the right side of his face, along with his hair, chest, and stomach. His ass tightened around the human's member, milking it for every last drop he had as his climax left him struggling and gasping for air. He fell forwards, landing on top of the human, panting, feeling Hayl's cock still inside him. For minutes, they didn't move, or speak. They just basked in the afterglow of their sex. The weavile near buried his face in the human's chest, loving the feel of his soft human skin. He cuddled up to him, and the human kept his arms wrapped around him. Together, they stayed like this, embracing each other silently as if this was the last moment they would ever get together. Ira hoped it wasn't. Eventually, the weavile spoke. "When you get your bounty, will you leave?"

That question quickly got Hayl's attention. "Do you want me to?"

"No..."

Softly, a smile grew across the human's face. "I was hoping you would say that... I think I will stay a while."

Ira happily smiled, at least he would get one more night with this human. "Good..."

One year later...

Ira screamed out as his feline cock covered the bed underneath him in his hot seed. He was on his hands and knees, whilst the human plunging his spooge covered cock deep into his ass. He wore a white nightgown that barely even covered his legs. "Hayl..."

"I can never get tired of hearing you say my name," Hayl replied as he slowly pulled out of his lover's rear.

Ira made room on the bed for Hayl to come lay next to him. He watched the human sit down before laying back. Quickly, the weavile snuggled up to him, resting one leg over the human's thigh, letting it touch his warm member. "I can never get tired of saying it," he softly replied as he rested his head on the human's chest. "I can't believe you stayed with me."

"Why wouldn't I? You're cute, smart, and amazing in bed," he said with a little chuckle. "It was kind of hard not to fall in love with you."

Ira looked up to his human, smiling a little before kissing at his chest. "I love you so much. You're the best husband I could ever ask for."

"Still haven't gotten used to being called that yet," he softly chuckled before looking down to the golden ring on his finger. Married, to the most feminine male weavile in the world. He had sex with him because he found him to be incredibly attractive, but he stayed with him because he grew to genuinely love this weavile. He was just so adorable, he couldn't hurt a fly even though his claws were sharp enough to take a man's face off. His little Ira needed a protector, and he would always be there for him.

"Better get used to it," Ira said as he closed his eyes, and listened to the sound of the human's heart beating. He fell asleep to that sound every night. It was something he could never get tired of listening to. It made him feel safe. It was funny how one night of lust could lead to a lifetime of love. Their lives could've been so different if they never met.

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Author's note: Okay, I actually wrote this one pretty quickly. Short stories feel pretty easy to do compared to the longer stuff. XD Less stuff to keep track of. Big thank you to BigBossSonic again for helping me with a couple of spelling mistakes I made! Anyway, hope you like my first shot at a cross-dressing story. This was pretty fun to write! Hope you all enjoyed reading it!