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Cold Winter Day
So, I heard that some of you didn't like me showing up in the end of the last series. Well sorry about that. From now on, this story will be purely observatory on my part. So anyway, if you have not read my original story, go and do so now. Go ahead, I'll wait. (http://agnph.com/fics/viewstory.php?sid=929)
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Done? Okay, good.
So, you may be asking yourself "EH?! Why is he back? I thought he said that he was never going to come back here!" Well you know what? Remember Tisa from the last chapter? Well, she ended up having a heart attack. Yeah, so she ended up in the hospital, but she just got out recently. Although... as soon as she left she got hit by a speeding ambulance and died. So... in short, that story ended up being a dud. I pretty much wrote over 50 pages of absolutely nothing and realized that the story wasn't going to go anywhere anytime soon, and I knew no one was going to read something that didn't go anywhere in the first 50 pages... hell, I wouldn't even want to read anything that doesn't get to the point in the first 10 pages! So... I started writing this.
Anyway, back to the reason I am back on this site. Well... let's just say something's in my life have become a little hectic, and this is a good way for me to blow off steam. I have no idea why this is a better stress reliever for me than, say, exercise or anything else, but I guess a lot of people have their weird traits, huh? Well, let this begin, "Kuso's After Story"!
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A bright light shines over your lids, filling your sleep filled eyes with light. You open them slowly, making sure not to look directly at it. You turn over in the bed, the light from the window burnishing the wall on its reverse.
You cover your mouth in a yawn and look down. The furry purple mass that is now your wife lay cozily under the same covers. Her eyes flitter lightly as the light hits them, but she soon rolls over away from the glow. Her smiling mouth stays perfectly still when her chest moves rhythmically moves up and down. She was the picture of perfection.
She starts to stir as you move your way out of the bed, but she calms and goes back to her peaceful slumber. You inch into the bathroom of the 2 bedroom, looking at yourself in the mirror. The years since had been kind by both appearance and fortune. You barely look older, the finely tuned arms you had are still as firm as ever. Your hair has come down to hang around your perked ears, but barely past your eyes on the sides. The fur is still the same, save for a few silver hairs now and again.
You inch your way into the bedroom again after taking care of business, only to find the beauty sitting up, awake in the bed. Her hand was wrapped tightly around the sheet, which was up by her neck. Her front was covered, and her beautiful Hazel eyes are locked with yours. "Good morning Ele.", you say calmly, keeping eye contact.
"And good morning to you", she said smiling. She lets the sheet fall, and gets up. She makes her way over to you, her naked body swaying slowly closer to you. She wraps her arms around your shoulders and presses her lips against yours. "A very good morning, I have a feeling.", she said, then releases you and heads off to the restroom.
"What did that mean?", you ask yourself out loud. "Hmm...", you say, going over and sitting on the bed. "Oh well.", you utter, then let yourself fall so your back is on the bed. The clock on the night stand says 8:43.
Ele returns to the room a few minutes later. She had an enormous, beaming smile plaster on her face. "Yep...", she said with that grin on her face. "I was right!", she spoke happily.
"Why? What is it?", you ask cluelessly. She runs across the room and wraps her warm arms around your shoulders.
"Rhm phregnf aghn!", she said, her words muffled by your chest fur.
"Huh?", you ask, pushing her away from your fur.
"I said I'm pregnant!", she says, rubbing her face against your chest again. Your brain goes over the words again for a moment, then it clicks.
"Seriously?! We finally did it?", you ask, looking down at her. She nods happily. "Looks like 7 was our lucky number last night.", you say with a goofy grin. A few seconds pass, then you lean down and whisper in her ear. "So... wanna celebrate?", you say coyly.
Ele leans up and licks slowly up the side of your ear, letting off a seductive "sure". She presses her body closer to yours, letting off a comforting heat. She mewls as your arms tighten around her back. She moans as you scrape your claws lightly down her spine. She groans as your claws tighten ever so slightly. Your curious hands travel lower, firmly caressing her rear. She looks up and presses her lips to yours. Once you feel the wet, rough tongue enter your mouth, you give it a warm welcome with your own.
You move your hand around from the back to the front, which elicited a larger moan from her, echoing in your own mouth. You rub a slightly brandished claw along the alluring folds of her womanly pleasure. Her claws grip tightly onto your shoulders, almost as if to keep her from falling to the ground. She holds back a squeal as your claw rubs the sensitive nub just above her folds. The claw in your finger retracts and it is soon being gently pushed inside of her. She cannot hold back the moans as she begins humping onto your finger. "Are you really that sensitive today, Ele?" you ask.
She doesn't respond right away. Her response was, after a few seconds, her hand slowly running down your chest. Her other hand still digging its way deep into your shoulder. Her other hand eventually reaches its target, the large pleasure she had been searching for. She grips it tightly, yet with a soft touch. You growl out loud, causing your fingers to curl. She squeals with this, tightening her grip with both hands.
You yip slightly at the sudden roughness introduced to your member, but it eventually turned to pleasure all the same. Around this time you declare to her that you are ready and ask for her approval. She wholeheartedly agrees and is soon lining up both of your pleasures for a close encounter. As she and you both move forward at the same time, you both let out the same cry, only in different octaves. She stretches up and kisses you on the lips once more. You begin to thrust, slowly at first, but soon picking up speed. You can feel her heart beating faster and faster every time your bodies touch. Her mouth was hanging open, her nose bumping slightly against your chest with every thrust.
You rest your furry jaw lightly on the top of her head and rub it softly against her favorite spot. She didn't seem to notice, but it didn't really bother you. She squeals in a way that you have come to know quite well, meaning she was almost to her climax. You can feel her beginning to tighten around your lower area, hurling you closer to yours as well. You begin to grunt softly, trying to hold it back and wait for her. You can feel your knot bumping roughly against her sex. She looks up as you look down. She gives a nod. You then thrust with all of your might, actually lifting your lovers' legs off the ground as you do, slipping your hot bubble deep into her smooth walls. She screams out, digging her claws deep into your skin while her walls spasm around your rod. You roar out with her, pushing hard as you release your seed deep into her once more.
She is panting heavily, still floating on her cloud of pleasure. You lift her slightly off her feet and walk her over to the bed. You and her fall down onto the bed together, still attached. She whispers "I love you" softly into your ear before letting her eye lids fall once again. You reply with the same words, but it is obvious she is already asleep. Yet again you marvel at her beauty, her perfect pointed ears, her lightly moistened lips, and her gorgeous short indigo fur.
`...I wonder how much longer before my knot goes down...`
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You make your way outside, closing and locking the door behind you. After you had been released, you decided to go and get some shopping done. A shiver runs up your spine as a cold gust of wind comes through the winter air. You bundle up the jacket tighter. You thought that your fur would keep you warm like it did before, but it seems that anthro's fur is thinner, because the moment you walked out the door in summer clothes, you were already shivering uncontrollably. The brown leather jacket with matching pants tightens against your skin as you walk down the driveway. `Even with the sun out, I can't believe it is this cold.` "Hey! Kuso!", you hear from down the street. You turn your head, already recognizing the voice.
"G'morning Ethan.", you say, greeting the friend. He runs up to you, panting, almost like he had been running for hours. `Man he's outta shape.`
"What's up?", you ask, looking curiously. He holds up his hand in a signal for me to wait. `Man, he is REALLY outta shape. And he doesn't even look that overweight.`
After another deep breath, he finally speaks. "So, ya comin' over later, right?" You think for a moment, trying to remember why you needed to go over there. "You... forgot didn't ya?", he asks, letting out a large sigh.
"Aha ha ha... kinda...", you say, blushing a little.
"Jeez man. Ya must have the worst memory I've ever seen...", he says, shaking his head. A stupid laugh escapes your lips. "Anyway... I was just coming to remind ya that ya said you were going to help me today.", he says, getting back to the subject.
"Uh... with what again?", you ask sheepishly.
"Gah man! With my pokemon! Remember?", he asks, giving you a look. You wrack your brain trying to remember, and finally you do with an "Oh!"
"You mean your new Mightyena, right?", you say, proud of yourself that you remembered.
"Yeah, that!", he responds. "So, are you busy?"
"Kind of. I need to go to the store and get some stuff, but I'll go over right after I get back, okay?", you say, giving a smile.
"Okay, so in about an hour?", he clarifies. You just nod. "Okay, I'll see ya then!", he says in his normally upbeat voice. He then turns and starts running off in the other direction, a run that quickly turned into a jog, then a slow walk.
`He really needs to get into shape`, and then you head off to the grocery store.
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"I'm back~", you say, coming back through the door. Your take off the heavy jacket and throw it on the coat rack near the door.
"Hi~", says a familiar voice. You sigh as you hear it.
"Hi Tsune...", you reply, walking into the living room. She was sitting on the couch with Ele, sipping something out of a cup. Probably tea. "Why are you here today Tsune? I thought you had to go speak at a convention or something."
"Oh that. I just sent someone from the company over. After all, according to the record, I never was the one that created It.", she said, sticking out her tongue.
"Man, you are so freaking lazy.", you say, walking off into the kitchen. You yawn, then put the groceries on the table.
"So, I heard you guys were going at it like Buneary last night, and you finally got her pregnant, eh?", she yelled from the other room. You laugh out loud and respond with a "Yeah!". `Ele's ears must be so red right now.`
"Oh yeah, I need to go and help Ethan with something in a few minutes.", you say for anyone who was listening.
"Okay", Ele says from the next room. "But be back around 6, I'll have dinner ready." I could hear the sarcasm in her voice.
"Yes mom.", you reply, which elicited a couple of giggles from the next room. Once the food was put away, you say your farewells to Ele and Tsune, then head off down the street.
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You knock on the door, which was quickly answered by the brown haired man. "Hey, come on in.", he said, making way for you. The house had kind of a blue theme going for it. The couch was dark blue, the walls were a kind of Robin Egg blue, and the table was clear, therefore reflecting all the blues in the room to make a kind of tie-dye.
"Wow... you really like blue, huh?", you ask him. He nods. The only thing in the room that wasn't blue was the black and gray mass of fur resting on the couch. You point and give a questioning look. He just nods again. You slink over to the couch and run your hand slowly across the masses fur. It felt amazingly soft. The mass then stirred and a head rises from below what was apparently the tail. "Hey there" you say to the Mightyena.
"Who are you?" she asks. She had a kind of sparkling eye, the kind you would find on a young pup. Her voice was rough, but it was obvious it was on purpose.
"I'm Ethan's friend" you say, smiling at her. She gives a small nod, then puts her head back down. Not in the way it was before, but just down. "So... uh... are you hungry?" you ask her. She doesn't give a reply at first. You look down at her, just soon enough to catch her nodding. You stand up and motion for Ethan to go to the kitchen with you. When the two of you get in there, you grab a napkin off a table. Then scribble a note down for him. You hand it to him and he reads it.
"Hey Seara (Sea-air-a), I just remembered! I got something to do, 'kay? I'll be back in two hours or so!" he says, never losing eye contact with you. "I'm gonna leave my friend here. Please try and talk to him, okay?" There was of course no reply. "I'll leave her to you." He said, then grabbed some stuff, along with his jacket, and leaves.
"So, your name is Seara?", you ask from the kitchen. Once again, no answer. "So... what do ya want?" Still no answer. "Come on! I'll make ya anything you want."
"Just make whatever sounds good to you." She finally speaks, once again in that gruff tone. You snicker a bit, then something catches your ear.
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A few minutes later you enter the room with 2 plates, each with a nice chunk of meat on it. Her nose twitches and her head rises. Her glance intercepts you right before you sit down next to her. "Heh, smell good?" you ask, lower the plate to her. She sniffs it, then looks up at you.
"It isn't even cooked..." she said snottily.
"Sometimes I just don't like things when they are cooked" you reply, picking up and taking a bit out of the meat. "Hmm... tender" you grumble out around the food. She sniffs it again, looking questioningly at it. "If you want, I can cook it for you." You say. She shakes her head.
"Naw... its fine. Sometimes it's good this way too." She says, taking a bite greedily. She smiles as she gnaws into the meat.
"You know...", you say, looking down at her, "you look a lot better when you're smiling, you know that?" She immediately stops smiling and looks up at you. You just smile back at her.
"S-So...", she says, looking back down at the meat, "what is this?"
"Ratticate", you reply, taking another bite. After taking a few bites, you look back down at her. She had pushed the plate away, as was now weeping into her fur. You softly sigh to yourself and put the plate down next to hers. "S-Sorry... I didn't know you didn't like Ratticate."
"Kuso...", she mumbles under her breath. "T-This... was the last thing I ate with my family." Your sensitive ears barely pick up what she said.
"I... I'm sorry", you quickly say. She looked up.
"Y-You heard me?" she asked. You nod. There was something nagging at the back of your brain, but you couldn't put it quite into place yet.
"You know..." you start, putting your hand on her back, "Ethan asked me to find out why you were feeling so bad. Is what you said... is that why?" She doesn't respond. "Isn't it?", you ask again. This time she gives a slight nod. "Well... its best to talk about those kind of things... ya know?"
"You... wouldn't understand...", she said, lowering her head again.
"Try me", you reply. "C'mon. I can guarantee that it will feel better once you talk about it" She thinks about it for a moment, not moving or replying.
"Fine... I'll tell you" she finally says. "I... I'll try not to cry... but don't be surprised if I do..." You give her a reassuring nod and a warm smile. "It happened... when I was still little. Not even a year old yet. It was a nice day... or it seemed that way at first. My older brother came and brought me and my other brother Ratticate, just like this. My brother ate all of his in a heartbeat and fell asleep, when I barely even touched mines. I have no idea why I had such a smaller stomach than him, seeing as we were twins." She pauses here and looks up, to see if you are listening. You nod down to her and give her that warm smile again.
"Anyway... later that night... my mother and brother came back, but they forgot the food, which my brother noisily pointed out. They went out to get the food. Then... that's when it all started.", she continues. That nagging in the back of your head was back, telling you something. "T-The first thing that happened... was my b-b-brother came flying into the den. He was beat... no, no he was... dead. Then my other brother ran out of the den to find our mother. I saw the entire thing. The giant, flaming dog... that sadistic, crazed look in his eye as he walked over to my brother, stepping over my dead mother." She was in full tears now, crying her eyes out.
"H-Hey..." you reply, concerned. "If you don't... want to keep going... it's alright", you reassure her. She just shakes her head.
"That... Arcanine... he smashed my brother against a tree. It sounded as though the tree snapped in half, but the tree didn't move. He went tumbling to the ground. Then... like the coward I am... I hid. I hid! GOD FUCKING DAMN IT I HID WHILE MY BROTHER WAS BEING KILLED RIGHT BEFORE MY EYES!!!", she was full out screaming now, her tears flowing, dripping off the sides of her chin. You do not say anything; just rub her back reassuringly, letting her know that you are still there.
"I... I could have done something about it... I could have ran out there, hit him as hard as I could and told my brother to run... but no... I had to hide. It... it's my fault he is dead." She just starts to sob softly into her fur at this point. You rub her again, then stand up.
"I'll be right back, okay?" you say to her. She nods in between sobs. You walk over to a hallway and find yourself a bathroom. You turn and lock the door behind you. You walk slowly over to the toilet, but sit down on the lid. You then fish in your shirt pocket for your cell phone. After finding it, you enter a series of numbers and put it up to the side of your head. It rings for a bit before it's picked up. "Hey... Ele? I think... I may be late for dinner tonight..."
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You enter the room again, holding a glass of water in one hand and a bowl in the other. "Hey", you say to Seara. "So? Do you feel better?" you ask her. She pauses for a moment, then nods. "See? It's weird how that works, ain't it?" you quip, sitting down next to her. "Water?" She nods again, and you pour half the glass into the bowl and put it in front of her. She licks up the liquid in short flicks of her tongue.
"Mmm... that feels a lot better", she mewls, jumping down off the couch. She beings stretching, the usual marking on her fur rippling as her muscles do. You catch yourself staring and quickly return your attention to the glass of water, which was still half full. You down the rest of the water and stand up as well. She looks up at you. "Wow, you're really tall" she comments.
"Well, to you I am" you reply, laughing a bit. "Anyway, do you want some more?"
"Sure" she replies. You pick up her bowl and return to the kitchen, only to have her follow you.
"Heh, you are a lot friendlier now, aren't you?" you say, grinning at her. She looked surprised all of the sudden.
"W-What?! Am I not allowed to be?" she returns. She was obviously embarrassed, which only made you radiate a bigger grin. You fill up the bowl to about 3/4 full, then place it on the ground.
"So..." you begin, leaning on the sink. "What happened the next day?"
"Hmm..." she starts. "I don't really remember... After that day, I just kinda wandered aimlessly around, going from town to town, finding what I could to survive... and that's pretty much the end of that story" she finishes, grinning. "So... what about you?" she asks.
"What about me?" you reply, still looking down at her.
"I've told you my entire life story, and I don't even know your name. Yeah, let's start with that. What's your name?" she finishes, smiling at you.
"I'll tell you once you answer the same question" you reply. She gives you a confused look.
"I-I already told you my name, its Seara" she returns, the smile on her face wavering.
"No" you say, still looking at her. Your look has changed from a caring grin to a stern smile. "Your real name..." She gives you a confused look. "The one your mother gave you"
Her eyes grew wide after hearing those words. As you thought...
It's true.
"N-No..." she says, starting to back up towards the doorway. "M-My name is..." she starts, but quickly stops. You are just watching her now. You could see the confliction going on in her. Her legs give way to her and she begins to fall to the floor. You hurry over and catch her before she reaches the cold linoleum.
"Cmon..." you whisper quietly into her ear. "You know the answer... all you have to do is say it..."
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There was silence in the room. The sun was finally hitting the horizon, painting the sky with a beautiful tint of pink. The color seeped in through the window, casting a stunning light on everything in the room, but specifically the creature in your arms, highlighting every strand of fur on her thin, frail, gray body. The tips below her eyes slowly moistening as tears form at the edges. She mutters something under hear breath that even you could not hear. You question her, only to get the same soft response.
"What did you say?" you ask again, curling your head to the side to see her tilted face.
"Laura..." she mutters, finally loud enough for your ears to pick up. Your arms embrace her tighter as she remembers. "Laura... my name is Laura..."
"...Kuso. Nice to meet you."
Her eyes grow so huge that they look like they will fall right out of her skull... almost as if she had seen a ghost. "N-No... Kuso is dead..." she replies, trying to get out of your grip.
"And what makes you say that?" you reply, still giving off that warm smile. It was the same smile Ele has given you many a time before. A look that everything in the world was fine, that everything will always be alright.
"Did you see your brother's body the next morning?"
She shakes her head.
"Did you see him get killed?"
She shakes her head again.
"Then what makes you think that?"
"I... I don't know..." she finally speaks. "I just always assumed that he was dead... and even if he isn't... no, how do I know you aren't just spewing some stuff to make me sleep with you or something?!" she says, almost sounding delirious.
You sigh, shaking your head. "First off, why would I pretend to be your brother if I wanted to sleep with you? Second, how would I have known your real name. And third, why would I care so much about you if that's all I wanted? Listen Laura... I'm really your brother."
"Then prove it" she says, finally breaking free of your grip. You roll back onto your butt and sit on the ground.
"Fine... ask me something only he would know" you reply with a hint of smugness.
"Fine then" she says. "There is a mole on my body. Only me and my brother knows where it is 'cuz we both have it on the same place.... Where is it?" she leans back on her haunches, waiting for a reply. If she had arms, you thought, they would probably be crossed at that moment.
"Hmm..." you reply, thinking back. "Trick question" you state, pointing a finger in the air. "We didn't have any moles at all. Mom thought it was a little weird." The smug look on her face soon dissipated.
"Then... uh... what is my favorite color?"
"Light blue. Like a Mudkip"
"Food!"
"You liked the toughness of a Magikarp, although you would never admit it"
"Where did I like it when Mom rubbed me?"
"A really weird place. The bridge of your nose" she blushes slightly when you say this. She looked like she was running out of things to ask.
"I... I... still don't... believe you...
Kuso..."
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You shut the door behind you, and once your nose thaws enough from the nights cold, you smell the alluring scent of cooked meat. You sneak through the house, finding Ele sitting alone on the couch, watching the TV with bleary eyes. "Hey... what's up?" you query her. She looks up at you, then quickly dries her eyes.
"K-Kuso... your back" she said, trying to sound cheerful. She was obviously still upset about something. You turn off the TV as you walk by it.
"Cmon, what wrong?" you ask her, concerned out of your mind. "You usually don't get this worked up about those TV drama's..."
"No! That's not it... I mean... um..." she trails off. It was so utterly obvious she was trying to come up with an excuse it wasn't even funny. "It was a lot more... emotional than usual this week" she obviously lies.
"Bullshit" you say, sitting next to her. She looks at you, her eyes looking like they were about to start crying again. "Tell me what's wrong. I'm your husband... it's what I am here for."
"I... I c-can't" she says, hanging her head.
"You can't? Or don't want to tell me?"
"I... really... REALLY don't want to tell you" she said, beginning to tear again.
"Then you don't have to" you say, putting your arm around her. You pull her close to you, her tears now staining your shirt. "If you ever want to tell me, though, I am always here for you. You know that, right?" She nods, rubbing her cold nose against the shirt. You just sit there with her until she falls asleep. You soon follow her.
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Haaaaa... so there we go. And so ends another chapter of this. I am trying to decide how many parts I should make out of this little after story. Well, I look forward to writing the next chapter as I am guessing you are to reading it ^^
...may take a little while though =.=
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"I love you more than yesterday, less than tomorrow"
-Edmond Rostand
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Done? Okay, good.
So, you may be asking yourself "EH?! Why is he back? I thought he said that he was never going to come back here!" Well you know what? Remember Tisa from the last chapter? Well, she ended up having a heart attack. Yeah, so she ended up in the hospital, but she just got out recently. Although... as soon as she left she got hit by a speeding ambulance and died. So... in short, that story ended up being a dud. I pretty much wrote over 50 pages of absolutely nothing and realized that the story wasn't going to go anywhere anytime soon, and I knew no one was going to read something that didn't go anywhere in the first 50 pages... hell, I wouldn't even want to read anything that doesn't get to the point in the first 10 pages! So... I started writing this.
Anyway, back to the reason I am back on this site. Well... let's just say something's in my life have become a little hectic, and this is a good way for me to blow off steam. I have no idea why this is a better stress reliever for me than, say, exercise or anything else, but I guess a lot of people have their weird traits, huh? Well, let this begin, "Kuso's After Story"!
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A bright light shines over your lids, filling your sleep filled eyes with light. You open them slowly, making sure not to look directly at it. You turn over in the bed, the light from the window burnishing the wall on its reverse.
You cover your mouth in a yawn and look down. The furry purple mass that is now your wife lay cozily under the same covers. Her eyes flitter lightly as the light hits them, but she soon rolls over away from the glow. Her smiling mouth stays perfectly still when her chest moves rhythmically moves up and down. She was the picture of perfection.
She starts to stir as you move your way out of the bed, but she calms and goes back to her peaceful slumber. You inch into the bathroom of the 2 bedroom, looking at yourself in the mirror. The years since had been kind by both appearance and fortune. You barely look older, the finely tuned arms you had are still as firm as ever. Your hair has come down to hang around your perked ears, but barely past your eyes on the sides. The fur is still the same, save for a few silver hairs now and again.
You inch your way into the bedroom again after taking care of business, only to find the beauty sitting up, awake in the bed. Her hand was wrapped tightly around the sheet, which was up by her neck. Her front was covered, and her beautiful Hazel eyes are locked with yours. "Good morning Ele.", you say calmly, keeping eye contact.
"And good morning to you", she said smiling. She lets the sheet fall, and gets up. She makes her way over to you, her naked body swaying slowly closer to you. She wraps her arms around your shoulders and presses her lips against yours. "A very good morning, I have a feeling.", she said, then releases you and heads off to the restroom.
"What did that mean?", you ask yourself out loud. "Hmm...", you say, going over and sitting on the bed. "Oh well.", you utter, then let yourself fall so your back is on the bed. The clock on the night stand says 8:43.
Ele returns to the room a few minutes later. She had an enormous, beaming smile plaster on her face. "Yep...", she said with that grin on her face. "I was right!", she spoke happily.
"Why? What is it?", you ask cluelessly. She runs across the room and wraps her warm arms around your shoulders.
"Rhm phregnf aghn!", she said, her words muffled by your chest fur.
"Huh?", you ask, pushing her away from your fur.
"I said I'm pregnant!", she says, rubbing her face against your chest again. Your brain goes over the words again for a moment, then it clicks.
"Seriously?! We finally did it?", you ask, looking down at her. She nods happily. "Looks like 7 was our lucky number last night.", you say with a goofy grin. A few seconds pass, then you lean down and whisper in her ear. "So... wanna celebrate?", you say coyly.
Ele leans up and licks slowly up the side of your ear, letting off a seductive "sure". She presses her body closer to yours, letting off a comforting heat. She mewls as your arms tighten around her back. She moans as you scrape your claws lightly down her spine. She groans as your claws tighten ever so slightly. Your curious hands travel lower, firmly caressing her rear. She looks up and presses her lips to yours. Once you feel the wet, rough tongue enter your mouth, you give it a warm welcome with your own.
You move your hand around from the back to the front, which elicited a larger moan from her, echoing in your own mouth. You rub a slightly brandished claw along the alluring folds of her womanly pleasure. Her claws grip tightly onto your shoulders, almost as if to keep her from falling to the ground. She holds back a squeal as your claw rubs the sensitive nub just above her folds. The claw in your finger retracts and it is soon being gently pushed inside of her. She cannot hold back the moans as she begins humping onto your finger. "Are you really that sensitive today, Ele?" you ask.
She doesn't respond right away. Her response was, after a few seconds, her hand slowly running down your chest. Her other hand still digging its way deep into your shoulder. Her other hand eventually reaches its target, the large pleasure she had been searching for. She grips it tightly, yet with a soft touch. You growl out loud, causing your fingers to curl. She squeals with this, tightening her grip with both hands.
You yip slightly at the sudden roughness introduced to your member, but it eventually turned to pleasure all the same. Around this time you declare to her that you are ready and ask for her approval. She wholeheartedly agrees and is soon lining up both of your pleasures for a close encounter. As she and you both move forward at the same time, you both let out the same cry, only in different octaves. She stretches up and kisses you on the lips once more. You begin to thrust, slowly at first, but soon picking up speed. You can feel her heart beating faster and faster every time your bodies touch. Her mouth was hanging open, her nose bumping slightly against your chest with every thrust.
You rest your furry jaw lightly on the top of her head and rub it softly against her favorite spot. She didn't seem to notice, but it didn't really bother you. She squeals in a way that you have come to know quite well, meaning she was almost to her climax. You can feel her beginning to tighten around your lower area, hurling you closer to yours as well. You begin to grunt softly, trying to hold it back and wait for her. You can feel your knot bumping roughly against her sex. She looks up as you look down. She gives a nod. You then thrust with all of your might, actually lifting your lovers' legs off the ground as you do, slipping your hot bubble deep into her smooth walls. She screams out, digging her claws deep into your skin while her walls spasm around your rod. You roar out with her, pushing hard as you release your seed deep into her once more.
She is panting heavily, still floating on her cloud of pleasure. You lift her slightly off her feet and walk her over to the bed. You and her fall down onto the bed together, still attached. She whispers "I love you" softly into your ear before letting her eye lids fall once again. You reply with the same words, but it is obvious she is already asleep. Yet again you marvel at her beauty, her perfect pointed ears, her lightly moistened lips, and her gorgeous short indigo fur.
`...I wonder how much longer before my knot goes down...`
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You make your way outside, closing and locking the door behind you. After you had been released, you decided to go and get some shopping done. A shiver runs up your spine as a cold gust of wind comes through the winter air. You bundle up the jacket tighter. You thought that your fur would keep you warm like it did before, but it seems that anthro's fur is thinner, because the moment you walked out the door in summer clothes, you were already shivering uncontrollably. The brown leather jacket with matching pants tightens against your skin as you walk down the driveway. `Even with the sun out, I can't believe it is this cold.` "Hey! Kuso!", you hear from down the street. You turn your head, already recognizing the voice.
"G'morning Ethan.", you say, greeting the friend. He runs up to you, panting, almost like he had been running for hours. `Man he's outta shape.`
"What's up?", you ask, looking curiously. He holds up his hand in a signal for me to wait. `Man, he is REALLY outta shape. And he doesn't even look that overweight.`
After another deep breath, he finally speaks. "So, ya comin' over later, right?" You think for a moment, trying to remember why you needed to go over there. "You... forgot didn't ya?", he asks, letting out a large sigh.
"Aha ha ha... kinda...", you say, blushing a little.
"Jeez man. Ya must have the worst memory I've ever seen...", he says, shaking his head. A stupid laugh escapes your lips. "Anyway... I was just coming to remind ya that ya said you were going to help me today.", he says, getting back to the subject.
"Uh... with what again?", you ask sheepishly.
"Gah man! With my pokemon! Remember?", he asks, giving you a look. You wrack your brain trying to remember, and finally you do with an "Oh!"
"You mean your new Mightyena, right?", you say, proud of yourself that you remembered.
"Yeah, that!", he responds. "So, are you busy?"
"Kind of. I need to go to the store and get some stuff, but I'll go over right after I get back, okay?", you say, giving a smile.
"Okay, so in about an hour?", he clarifies. You just nod. "Okay, I'll see ya then!", he says in his normally upbeat voice. He then turns and starts running off in the other direction, a run that quickly turned into a jog, then a slow walk.
`He really needs to get into shape`, and then you head off to the grocery store.
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"I'm back~", you say, coming back through the door. Your take off the heavy jacket and throw it on the coat rack near the door.
"Hi~", says a familiar voice. You sigh as you hear it.
"Hi Tsune...", you reply, walking into the living room. She was sitting on the couch with Ele, sipping something out of a cup. Probably tea. "Why are you here today Tsune? I thought you had to go speak at a convention or something."
"Oh that. I just sent someone from the company over. After all, according to the record, I never was the one that created It.", she said, sticking out her tongue.
"Man, you are so freaking lazy.", you say, walking off into the kitchen. You yawn, then put the groceries on the table.
"So, I heard you guys were going at it like Buneary last night, and you finally got her pregnant, eh?", she yelled from the other room. You laugh out loud and respond with a "Yeah!". `Ele's ears must be so red right now.`
"Oh yeah, I need to go and help Ethan with something in a few minutes.", you say for anyone who was listening.
"Okay", Ele says from the next room. "But be back around 6, I'll have dinner ready." I could hear the sarcasm in her voice.
"Yes mom.", you reply, which elicited a couple of giggles from the next room. Once the food was put away, you say your farewells to Ele and Tsune, then head off down the street.
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You knock on the door, which was quickly answered by the brown haired man. "Hey, come on in.", he said, making way for you. The house had kind of a blue theme going for it. The couch was dark blue, the walls were a kind of Robin Egg blue, and the table was clear, therefore reflecting all the blues in the room to make a kind of tie-dye.
"Wow... you really like blue, huh?", you ask him. He nods. The only thing in the room that wasn't blue was the black and gray mass of fur resting on the couch. You point and give a questioning look. He just nods again. You slink over to the couch and run your hand slowly across the masses fur. It felt amazingly soft. The mass then stirred and a head rises from below what was apparently the tail. "Hey there" you say to the Mightyena.
"Who are you?" she asks. She had a kind of sparkling eye, the kind you would find on a young pup. Her voice was rough, but it was obvious it was on purpose.
"I'm Ethan's friend" you say, smiling at her. She gives a small nod, then puts her head back down. Not in the way it was before, but just down. "So... uh... are you hungry?" you ask her. She doesn't give a reply at first. You look down at her, just soon enough to catch her nodding. You stand up and motion for Ethan to go to the kitchen with you. When the two of you get in there, you grab a napkin off a table. Then scribble a note down for him. You hand it to him and he reads it.
"Hey Seara (Sea-air-a), I just remembered! I got something to do, 'kay? I'll be back in two hours or so!" he says, never losing eye contact with you. "I'm gonna leave my friend here. Please try and talk to him, okay?" There was of course no reply. "I'll leave her to you." He said, then grabbed some stuff, along with his jacket, and leaves.
"So, your name is Seara?", you ask from the kitchen. Once again, no answer. "So... what do ya want?" Still no answer. "Come on! I'll make ya anything you want."
"Just make whatever sounds good to you." She finally speaks, once again in that gruff tone. You snicker a bit, then something catches your ear.
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A few minutes later you enter the room with 2 plates, each with a nice chunk of meat on it. Her nose twitches and her head rises. Her glance intercepts you right before you sit down next to her. "Heh, smell good?" you ask, lower the plate to her. She sniffs it, then looks up at you.
"It isn't even cooked..." she said snottily.
"Sometimes I just don't like things when they are cooked" you reply, picking up and taking a bit out of the meat. "Hmm... tender" you grumble out around the food. She sniffs it again, looking questioningly at it. "If you want, I can cook it for you." You say. She shakes her head.
"Naw... its fine. Sometimes it's good this way too." She says, taking a bite greedily. She smiles as she gnaws into the meat.
"You know...", you say, looking down at her, "you look a lot better when you're smiling, you know that?" She immediately stops smiling and looks up at you. You just smile back at her.
"S-So...", she says, looking back down at the meat, "what is this?"
"Ratticate", you reply, taking another bite. After taking a few bites, you look back down at her. She had pushed the plate away, as was now weeping into her fur. You softly sigh to yourself and put the plate down next to hers. "S-Sorry... I didn't know you didn't like Ratticate."
"Kuso...", she mumbles under her breath. "T-This... was the last thing I ate with my family." Your sensitive ears barely pick up what she said.
"I... I'm sorry", you quickly say. She looked up.
"Y-You heard me?" she asked. You nod. There was something nagging at the back of your brain, but you couldn't put it quite into place yet.
"You know..." you start, putting your hand on her back, "Ethan asked me to find out why you were feeling so bad. Is what you said... is that why?" She doesn't respond. "Isn't it?", you ask again. This time she gives a slight nod. "Well... its best to talk about those kind of things... ya know?"
"You... wouldn't understand...", she said, lowering her head again.
"Try me", you reply. "C'mon. I can guarantee that it will feel better once you talk about it" She thinks about it for a moment, not moving or replying.
"Fine... I'll tell you" she finally says. "I... I'll try not to cry... but don't be surprised if I do..." You give her a reassuring nod and a warm smile. "It happened... when I was still little. Not even a year old yet. It was a nice day... or it seemed that way at first. My older brother came and brought me and my other brother Ratticate, just like this. My brother ate all of his in a heartbeat and fell asleep, when I barely even touched mines. I have no idea why I had such a smaller stomach than him, seeing as we were twins." She pauses here and looks up, to see if you are listening. You nod down to her and give her that warm smile again.
"Anyway... later that night... my mother and brother came back, but they forgot the food, which my brother noisily pointed out. They went out to get the food. Then... that's when it all started.", she continues. That nagging in the back of your head was back, telling you something. "T-The first thing that happened... was my b-b-brother came flying into the den. He was beat... no, no he was... dead. Then my other brother ran out of the den to find our mother. I saw the entire thing. The giant, flaming dog... that sadistic, crazed look in his eye as he walked over to my brother, stepping over my dead mother." She was in full tears now, crying her eyes out.
"H-Hey..." you reply, concerned. "If you don't... want to keep going... it's alright", you reassure her. She just shakes her head.
"That... Arcanine... he smashed my brother against a tree. It sounded as though the tree snapped in half, but the tree didn't move. He went tumbling to the ground. Then... like the coward I am... I hid. I hid! GOD FUCKING DAMN IT I HID WHILE MY BROTHER WAS BEING KILLED RIGHT BEFORE MY EYES!!!", she was full out screaming now, her tears flowing, dripping off the sides of her chin. You do not say anything; just rub her back reassuringly, letting her know that you are still there.
"I... I could have done something about it... I could have ran out there, hit him as hard as I could and told my brother to run... but no... I had to hide. It... it's my fault he is dead." She just starts to sob softly into her fur at this point. You rub her again, then stand up.
"I'll be right back, okay?" you say to her. She nods in between sobs. You walk over to a hallway and find yourself a bathroom. You turn and lock the door behind you. You walk slowly over to the toilet, but sit down on the lid. You then fish in your shirt pocket for your cell phone. After finding it, you enter a series of numbers and put it up to the side of your head. It rings for a bit before it's picked up. "Hey... Ele? I think... I may be late for dinner tonight..."
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You enter the room again, holding a glass of water in one hand and a bowl in the other. "Hey", you say to Seara. "So? Do you feel better?" you ask her. She pauses for a moment, then nods. "See? It's weird how that works, ain't it?" you quip, sitting down next to her. "Water?" She nods again, and you pour half the glass into the bowl and put it in front of her. She licks up the liquid in short flicks of her tongue.
"Mmm... that feels a lot better", she mewls, jumping down off the couch. She beings stretching, the usual marking on her fur rippling as her muscles do. You catch yourself staring and quickly return your attention to the glass of water, which was still half full. You down the rest of the water and stand up as well. She looks up at you. "Wow, you're really tall" she comments.
"Well, to you I am" you reply, laughing a bit. "Anyway, do you want some more?"
"Sure" she replies. You pick up her bowl and return to the kitchen, only to have her follow you.
"Heh, you are a lot friendlier now, aren't you?" you say, grinning at her. She looked surprised all of the sudden.
"W-What?! Am I not allowed to be?" she returns. She was obviously embarrassed, which only made you radiate a bigger grin. You fill up the bowl to about 3/4 full, then place it on the ground.
"So..." you begin, leaning on the sink. "What happened the next day?"
"Hmm..." she starts. "I don't really remember... After that day, I just kinda wandered aimlessly around, going from town to town, finding what I could to survive... and that's pretty much the end of that story" she finishes, grinning. "So... what about you?" she asks.
"What about me?" you reply, still looking down at her.
"I've told you my entire life story, and I don't even know your name. Yeah, let's start with that. What's your name?" she finishes, smiling at you.
"I'll tell you once you answer the same question" you reply. She gives you a confused look.
"I-I already told you my name, its Seara" she returns, the smile on her face wavering.
"No" you say, still looking at her. Your look has changed from a caring grin to a stern smile. "Your real name..." She gives you a confused look. "The one your mother gave you"
Her eyes grew wide after hearing those words. As you thought...
It's true.
"N-No..." she says, starting to back up towards the doorway. "M-My name is..." she starts, but quickly stops. You are just watching her now. You could see the confliction going on in her. Her legs give way to her and she begins to fall to the floor. You hurry over and catch her before she reaches the cold linoleum.
"Cmon..." you whisper quietly into her ear. "You know the answer... all you have to do is say it..."
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There was silence in the room. The sun was finally hitting the horizon, painting the sky with a beautiful tint of pink. The color seeped in through the window, casting a stunning light on everything in the room, but specifically the creature in your arms, highlighting every strand of fur on her thin, frail, gray body. The tips below her eyes slowly moistening as tears form at the edges. She mutters something under hear breath that even you could not hear. You question her, only to get the same soft response.
"What did you say?" you ask again, curling your head to the side to see her tilted face.
"Laura..." she mutters, finally loud enough for your ears to pick up. Your arms embrace her tighter as she remembers. "Laura... my name is Laura..."
"...Kuso. Nice to meet you."
Her eyes grow so huge that they look like they will fall right out of her skull... almost as if she had seen a ghost. "N-No... Kuso is dead..." she replies, trying to get out of your grip.
"And what makes you say that?" you reply, still giving off that warm smile. It was the same smile Ele has given you many a time before. A look that everything in the world was fine, that everything will always be alright.
"Did you see your brother's body the next morning?"
She shakes her head.
"Did you see him get killed?"
She shakes her head again.
"Then what makes you think that?"
"I... I don't know..." she finally speaks. "I just always assumed that he was dead... and even if he isn't... no, how do I know you aren't just spewing some stuff to make me sleep with you or something?!" she says, almost sounding delirious.
You sigh, shaking your head. "First off, why would I pretend to be your brother if I wanted to sleep with you? Second, how would I have known your real name. And third, why would I care so much about you if that's all I wanted? Listen Laura... I'm really your brother."
"Then prove it" she says, finally breaking free of your grip. You roll back onto your butt and sit on the ground.
"Fine... ask me something only he would know" you reply with a hint of smugness.
"Fine then" she says. "There is a mole on my body. Only me and my brother knows where it is 'cuz we both have it on the same place.... Where is it?" she leans back on her haunches, waiting for a reply. If she had arms, you thought, they would probably be crossed at that moment.
"Hmm..." you reply, thinking back. "Trick question" you state, pointing a finger in the air. "We didn't have any moles at all. Mom thought it was a little weird." The smug look on her face soon dissipated.
"Then... uh... what is my favorite color?"
"Light blue. Like a Mudkip"
"Food!"
"You liked the toughness of a Magikarp, although you would never admit it"
"Where did I like it when Mom rubbed me?"
"A really weird place. The bridge of your nose" she blushes slightly when you say this. She looked like she was running out of things to ask.
"I... I... still don't... believe you...
Kuso..."
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You shut the door behind you, and once your nose thaws enough from the nights cold, you smell the alluring scent of cooked meat. You sneak through the house, finding Ele sitting alone on the couch, watching the TV with bleary eyes. "Hey... what's up?" you query her. She looks up at you, then quickly dries her eyes.
"K-Kuso... your back" she said, trying to sound cheerful. She was obviously still upset about something. You turn off the TV as you walk by it.
"Cmon, what wrong?" you ask her, concerned out of your mind. "You usually don't get this worked up about those TV drama's..."
"No! That's not it... I mean... um..." she trails off. It was so utterly obvious she was trying to come up with an excuse it wasn't even funny. "It was a lot more... emotional than usual this week" she obviously lies.
"Bullshit" you say, sitting next to her. She looks at you, her eyes looking like they were about to start crying again. "Tell me what's wrong. I'm your husband... it's what I am here for."
"I... I c-can't" she says, hanging her head.
"You can't? Or don't want to tell me?"
"I... really... REALLY don't want to tell you" she said, beginning to tear again.
"Then you don't have to" you say, putting your arm around her. You pull her close to you, her tears now staining your shirt. "If you ever want to tell me, though, I am always here for you. You know that, right?" She nods, rubbing her cold nose against the shirt. You just sit there with her until she falls asleep. You soon follow her.
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Haaaaa... so there we go. And so ends another chapter of this. I am trying to decide how many parts I should make out of this little after story. Well, I look forward to writing the next chapter as I am guessing you are to reading it ^^
...may take a little while though =.=
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"I love you more than yesterday, less than tomorrow"
-Edmond Rostand