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This place was cold, it felt almost like a hospital. Sterile. White floors and walls with some poorly taped up posters about the program and how to fill out an application. I sat there awkwardly with my hands in my lap on the far end of the bench inside. I filled out all my paperwork months prior to be here, just to get a chance.

Right now they're verifying everything about me again though I mentally scoff, it's the government, don't they already know? My eyes wander to the few figures that pass by the small thin glass window a little ways to the side of me. I bounce my leg worse than ever before, my gaze briefly meeting with the others.

Others.

The others are why I'm here. The world I live in is full of strange beings, beastfolk and morphic eldritch, robots, etc. I'd get paid by the government to take one in and care for them, get them used to our way of living. They've been trying to incorporate them more into our lives, we can try to co-exist. Can't complain, again, it's company. I'm not here for the money, never was. I just don't want to be lonely anymore.

I snap out of it as my name is called and I briskly stand, looking over to a tall women with a clipboard. "Yes Ma'am?" I ask as she motions for me to follow and I do, a little too hurriedly. Oh boy, here we go!

She leads me down a hall and a few corners full of many, many doors before we're in another large room. There is not a lot of people here and it makes me a bit upset but it's better than this whole thing being exploited just for the money. They only let certain clients in here, I guess I should be pretty grateful to be this far in.

Past a larger window of glass starting a little over half way up the wall, I see a lot of them in there. Though It's hard since I'm not exactly the tallest but the window is starting too far up as well. My eyes wander as the lady speaks to me, unable to ground myself to her words. I can't help but stare at the ones who are sitting in that room from the glass doors leading in, that's a easier view by much. They're filling out paperwork and already hating that aspect of life. I almost laugh a little, finding humor in everyone's dislike for white sheets of paper and ink. The pens are so tiny in some of their hands.

There was so many different types of folk in there, sizes, shapes, colors and species mix. It was vast, I had never seen so much-

"Miss-" The ladies voice catches my attention and I quickly apologize as she forwards me the clipboard. "We've already sent out your application to the folk a few hours prier, we're going to discuss with them and you again to find you a safe and acceptable match. As of now you're accepted though, congratulations!"

I smile, my heart fluttering. Accepted! Then I blink. "Safe?.." I murmur as she nods. "Unfortunately they're still beastfolk, this program is brand new. You're a young lady, we have to be extremely careful."

Her words make me frown anxiously just a little. "O-Of course." I agree as she starts on again and I look back over at the glass, a weird watched feeling under my skin. I was definitely right as there stood, clipboard in hand and pen- a large beastfolk man. I blink and I watch as he's talking with a worker from in here, pointing limply towards me with the pen.

When the beastfolk and I lock eyes I feel myself grow goosebumps but I can't help but smile ever so slightly and wave. That catches him completely off guard and the two mutter to one another faster. The worker looks like he's disagreeing with something and they start to argue.

"We just got him in." The woman catches my attention again as I look him over. "Oh! Well, he looks interesting." I shyly say as she looks at me weirdly. "Interesting hm?" She hums it out and I grow extremely embarrassed. "Do I uhm.. get to talk to any of them?" I add quietly.

The lady nods subtly. "You may request to, yes."

I shuffle in my spot. "So.. can I go say hello?"

The lady closes her eyes briefly and a short laugh escapes. "Yes, I can go quickly arrange one. You may wait by the doors over there, it'll be just a moment."

As she leaves and I'm stuck with the clipboard again I go over to the doors and awkwardly wait. This just feels so strange. Like I'm at a pound, awaiting to see a mutt or a feral kitten. Doesn't feel right to me. I tap the attached pen to the board, glancing up at all the different folk again they have inside that room. I understood security was important but it also made me nervous. I wouldn't home someone who would try to kill me, right? Why would they even do such a thing..

Before I know it I'm being waved at by quite a few others who are sitting inside. My face flushes a bit and I wave back. Maybe they're as eager as I.

Where was the first guy again?..

Then suddenly the doors open and the worker guy from in there earlier allows me in. "Miss." He starts as I nod. He looks at me and firmly yet quietly he tells me; "We don't have very many females here with us at the moment but please introduce yourself to a few of our folk here. You may hear a lot of nonsense from these men, please do not agree to anything or buy into bullshit. You must be comfortable and confident. Your peace of mind is above all others and we appreciate you being so forward with our expanding." It's suppose to be a gentle warning I figured but far from it.

"I understand, thank you-" I start as I am too quickly approached by a very tall eldritch who the worker glares up at immediately, spinning on his heel to face him. "No, you're not to be housed with females. This client is not for you." He states as the creature sighs in annoyance, barely opening his mouth the first time before getting cut off. "I didn't even get my introduction in-" then the worker sends him off, scowling him. He really didn't get the chance at all. Wonder what that's about..

I am now left alone, blinking and clutching my clipboard as all eyes seem to fall on me. But ones I don't directly see.

Then as I scan the room I see him, the beastman from earlier and we pause at one another, him across the room. I think I caught him staring.. I can actually view him fully now, He's of a satyr. Unique! I've never seen anything like him. He's leaning on the frame of the window. I suddenly feel so chipper and I wave at him again, a smile on my face that has returned but warmer.

Why not start with him?

When I approach him he straightens up presentably and his goat ears twitch a bit, his clipboard up against the sill, out of his hands.
"Hello." I beam a bit up at him. He cocks an eyebrow and folds his arms awkwardly or maybe it's to show off, however he finds fit for introductions. Oh shit his arms-
I don't mean to linger but I look over him a bit much. This guy is built, he looks good.

"You kinda caught my attention first.." I murmur shyly, glancing away nervously. I didn't even notice how much he is looking over me when my line of sight is away from him.

"If it's not a bother, if you're still looking for a client- no, a home." I state and look up at him. "I'm available, and I'd want nothing more than to get to know you." My words seemed to have started him. Was I too soft? What were other clients like?

Truth was he could easily see me as the biggest prey in this room, I was not safe with such a kind heart.

There is this weird lingering silence as he just looks at me before he suddenly clears his throat and I hear him talk for the first time. "I suppose.."

My eyes widen just a tad as he holds out his hand for me to shake. Such manners, I'm shocked and I gently grab his hand and shake it, even if it's much bigger than mine. Much. He introduces himself as Leshy.

I introduce myself as well and we decide to talk for a bit. He tells me how my application was being tossed around earlier. He said most of them saw the word female and immediately requested. That wasn't going to do it here, not at all. I'm surprised but also not. I laugh it off slightly, some dread filling my thoughts. Would it really be this bad, maybe I am in more danger than I thought..

He notices and tries to reassure me which is sweet, he mentions how these men have little to nothing to show for and after all, it's my decision isn't it? Who I want to live with.

I take his words into great consideration because he's right. My mood lifts and we'd now talk about each others hobbies, a little bit about our pasts and the goals for future, how we got here and now. Simple stuff, but me being the little jokester I was, ended up cracking a few jokes. Which was fine until I was laughing a little too loud, making a few of the others look over. I cleared my throat and shyly rubbed the back of my neck, gaze meeting up with Leshy's. It was hard to not be bottled up, mentioning some of the stories I had while at work or around the house. Anything to see where his humor was. I love to laugh, it's good for the soul, for your head.

"Sorry.. haven't laughed that hard in a while." It was true but one thing he now knew about me was my surprisingly light hearted humor and how my laugh wasn't obnoxious to his ears. He just didn't show not nearly as much as I did.

My face is a bit red as I advert my eyes and cover my mouth to stop the hiccups of laughter that threatened to be revived even if the joke had long passed. I suddenly take a deep breath and regain my composure, apologizing softly.

He seemed amused in some way, I can barely see a grin tugging at the corner of his lips when we're interrupted. I'm called to come back now and I look over and nod then up at Lesh once more. "Wow, I didn't even realize we were talking that long. I guess I got a little carried away, I'm sorry." I apologize as his ear twitches, eyebrows knitting slightly as a for what?

It had been almost an hour and she had only spoken with him. Glares were shared to Leshy, easily. The others were not fond.

"I hope we can meet again or you find a great place to stay. Wherever it is I hope you can have a warm welcome, you definitely deserve it. Bye now and thank you for your time. Hearing me yap and all." I smile softly and head back to the doors with a wave, clipboard tucked under my arm.

He just stares as I go, somewhat waving back. I can't read him too well, but I hope I left a good first impression. It'll be awhile before I can come back here anyway. I think he was pretty nice, just.. kept together.

Either way I marked him as what I would prefer on my paperwork. It's a whim but it's my whim.

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1 month later.

I don't know why someone is knocking on my door on my day off. I click on my phone and it's 8am. I sigh heavily and move out of bed, sliding on my slippers before shuffling out to the hall then to my living room. I'm in an oversized sweatshirt and shorts. Great combo. At the door I peek out the peephole and my face pales.

It's one of the program workers.

I panic. I didn't receive a call- anything- I look at my phone again my mouth hangs open at the five missed calls and a text I'll be receiving my roomate today. WHAT!

My face grows anxiously red and I'm defeated as I open up the door slightly.

I hunch a bit, shy as all hell as I look up at the worker. "I-I'm sorry, I was uhm.. sleeping. Long work day yesterday."

The worker shakes a hand out to calm me, not worried about it and dismissing it. "All good miss, looks like you'll be taking him in today as we've looked over both your applications, determining safety." He says as I blink, swearing I hear him say as good as it gets anyway. "He? Today?" I squeak as he looks aside. I open the door more and I gawk, staring up at the very large and recognizable beastman but at my very own front door.

It's that Leshy guy!

I have no words. None. It's practically nostalgic seeing him again and it sends emotions straight up my spine. I'm so glad it's him. I'm.. relieved?

I'm so cluttered in my train of thought that I can't even seem to find my manners.

"Well now, Miss." The worker hands me a huge pile of papers and information with this guy. "Please, if you have any questions or concerns, contact us. We'll return here soon to make sure all is well. Have a fantastic day and thank you so much for your contribution to our program." And he leaves.

I suddenly clear my throat, hands barely able to cup around the paperwork and information.

"I.. uhm.." I'm so confused? Scared? Wow. I'm so glad I set up that spare room like two weeks ago or I'd be knee deep in shit right now.

"They're not very good with timing." I listen to the rumbling voice above me as I breathily laugh, shaking a bit. "Heh.. yeah." I open the door more and I suggest for him to come inside. He has nothing but a rucksack. "Please, come in." I say as I turn and head back in, putting all the papers on the coffee table with a thunk. I rest my hand against the couch, rubbing my head. "It's so early.. I hadn't even realized- Please, just excuse me for a moment, I look awful." I tell him as he comes in and shuts the door, watching me run off down the hallway to my bedroom. I swiftly shut the door and all is quiet. Well, except for my mumbling curses and yelps as I almost trip getting dressed.

He's already amused and I guess I never realized that just that first look locked everything in for me those few weeks ago. He takes a gander around my place, mostly the living room and kitchen. Hopefully it deems fit, just like me.

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But that was months ago, almost a year. He's made his stay well, we go out and do all sorts of fun during my weekends and the workers at the program have fully accepted him staying with me. He has his own room he has started to personalize, it's very.. woodsy. But most importantly we've grown close and I'm finally not lonely. I still work though, I need more than just the program income. Well, no, I don't but how else am I going to afford getting him everything to see him happy? He was so quiet at first but it didn't take long for him to show brighter colors. All you need to do is be polite, nice and respect boundaries. He's very modest with them but I can't complain, he's some of the best company I've ever had.

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Now here we are, a year and a half into everything.

Today was rough. Like.. really rough. The only thing I thought about when I parked in my driveway was a hot shower and a slumber that could eat me alive.

I couldn't wait to get inside, turning my keys into my home and opening the door. The fresh gust of my domicile greeting me with the reminder the day is over, the hint of marshmallow and cinnamon. So nice.

I walked in as I shut the door, putting my keys on the little hook I have here. It's an animal in a box and when you place them on the weight shifts and a Siamese cat pops out the top. He thinks it's tacky but I like it.

Speaking of him..

"You're home a little later than usual." The deep voice comes from the living room. It's dark except the lamp, I can see the orange glow from here.

I go to slip out my shoes on the genkan and I step onto the grey wooden floor, calling out. "Yeah, today was worse than ever, I don't want to talk about it." My voice is exhausted and I'm ready to shower and sleep. The thought of food is too much for my stomach to handle.

I walk over and I lock eyes with him in the doorway as I lean against it. My clothes are sweaty and I look like I've been hit by a freight train. I try to adjust my hair so it's out of my face.

There he sits, Leshy. The first beastman I've welcomed into my home and the only.

Today's not the day to talk much though like I mentioned, I know he usually looks forward to our chats or when I cook after work. (Even though his meals are way better than mine.) It's my turn today but I can't.. not today.

"I'm sorry." I apologize as he slowly blinks from his book on natural remedies. He contemplates on how to reply when I move, heading to my bedroom. "I can't cook tonight, I'll make it up to you. Feel free to order something off my card." I feel like an absolute failure as I move past the kitchen, flipping on the gentle hallway light and pushing open my door. "I'll be heading to bed, goodnight. I'm.. sorry again." My voice starts to break as I feel the safeness from my room taking me over.

My disclosed privacy..

It was just one of those horrible days where everything goes wrong.

I hear him get up, the floor creaking from his size as I push in my room and shut the door. I can't talk more, I can't. I can tell he wants to, but I'm meek.

I feel feeble, pathetic. So stressed out about tomorrow.

Starting to undress I can see his lurking and silent shadow from under my door. My room is still dark, I don't want to turn the light on. I look away, a ping of guilt in me as I make my way into my master bathroom. I toss my clothes in the hamper, flicking on the lights.

My feet touch the cool tiles as I close the door. I keep my hand pressed against it then my forehead. I sigh for a moment, closing my eyes.

Tomorrow will be the same..

I move, turning on the fan before running the shower. I wait a moment as it turns hot to step in. It feels so good, the water across my skin and achy muscles. I decide to wash my hair and scrub down my body. I feel so grimy.

I would stay on longer but my feet hurt and I have to get out. I've been on them for over twelve hours.

I turn off the water after completely rinsing and step out, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around myself. I go to blow dry my hair and brush it through.

When it's dry I toss all my dead hair strands in the trash and start to floss my teeth. I half assed it when brushing them but it's fine. I spit and rinse the sink, heading back into my room half blindly, towel hung back up and body dry.

I shuffle to my dresser, grabbing some underwear and slipping them on. Then I grab an oversized T and flung it on, flopping down in my bed. The coolness of my sheets sets me to sigh happily.

Oh sweet, sweet, bed.

I close my eyes and I lay on my side, my mind is already drifting far away from this place. Somewhere I can have my dream job, a place where I'm treated as good as I treat others. I can't help it when tears fall freely from my eyes and slide down my face. I am so bottled up, it was bound to happen.

I'm so into my thoughts that I didn't even realize the door to my room had opened and closed. I feel the weight shift on my bed and I'm slightly startled but I quickly relax, head laying back down.

I try to stifle myself as I go to speak. "I-I'm okay, you didn't need to come in here." I keep my eyes closed as I notice he's moving in my bed. I feel him lay down and pull me into a gentle spooned embrace. "This is needed, who would I be if I didn't care? You've done much for me. Let me understand."

I almost smile, feeling the warmth of his body against mine. He always was so warm, he only ever wore shorts after all. Legally, outside at least. He's got some fur.

"That's sweet, Lesh." My voice was quiet, leaning back into him. "So cozy.." I mumble.

"You should eat something." His voice is a tad worried. He tries to hide it but it's there.

"I'm alright, sleep will fix it all." I feel one of his goat ears twitch against my hair. His throat rumbles in thought. "..May I stay with you?" He asks quietly, fully expecting me to say no way.

"Mmn.. Okay." I nod against the sheets and I can tell he's surprised as I sit up to move, laying to face him. His eyes are slightly visible in the dark as the rest of him and I can't help but look him over in gratefulness. I never really understood our relationship as of now. Housemates, lovers, friends? No-says?

He knows I'm doing that silly thing I do when I see something I love. I just smile softly, silent, all the words I want to say are in my head. I tell him I love him occasionally but it's a mutual kind of love. Like I'm there for him, I care about him. The word is not reserved for lovers and family. Friends deserve it to. Whatever we are.

"Your eyes are doing it again, what are you thinking about?" He asked quietly as I close them with a short laugh. I feel his hand brush away my tears and I swear my heart skips at the kind gesture. His skin is rough against mine, we're so different. "I'm just really grateful to have you." I put his hand in mine, holding it as I looked at him again. "I got so lucky with you, everyday is greater because of you. You better know that, even when I'm gone half the day." I let go of his hand and I cup his face in my hands gently. "I love you." I murmur.

There's a moment where he ponders and he watches as I let go, snuggling close to him.

"I sometimes wish things would change." He started as I listen, curious.

"I would work your hard times and you could have the ability to stay home with your hobbies." His little confession makes me realize how much he has come to care about me. I feel so appreciated.

"One day you will get the good you deserve." He tells me as I shake my head. "I already have."

He tilts his head notably, confused.

"You, dummy." I lean up and peck his cheek.

"..You realize I must've gotten lucky as well, correct?" He asked as I rest my head against his collarbone. "If you say so."

There's another few moments of quiet between us. We both lay there, absentmindedly fixated on how different our scents are in the silence. It's strange I know, but it's like I get this comforting high from it. I'm not sure if it's the same for him. If anything it might be better (or worse?) since he's a beast man. I don't really know much about their folk, I'll be honest. Maybe that's rude of me..

His musk is with a tinge of pine and oh fuck, I've always loved it. I nuzzle my face against him and he places a hand on my back, holding me close. He was doing an amazing job at comforting me. "You're comfortable with me here?" He asks as I nod, humming.

He glances aside, thinking. "I know on days like these you tend to.. do other things to relax. I wouldn't want to halt that too long." The words coming out of his mouth were meant to justify his stay when they floated into my head. "Other things?" I say out loud, confused.

I hear him swallow ever so slightly, silent.

"Other things.. other.. oh! Oh my gosh!" I sit up, completely embarrassed. "A-Am I that loud?" I stutter, flustered with a thump to my heart. I cover my face.

Surprised, he sits up slightly and awkwardly tries to make me feel less weird about it. "I shouldn't have- I didn't mean to make it uncomfortable." He apologizes. "The noise isn't what I notice." Another thing to make me feel so embarrassed.

He mentally curses, grabbing at my wrists and trying to pull them away from my face. "It's not a bad thing." He murmurs, digging himself deeper in this hole trying to make it better. Failing miserably.

"Your scent is healthy, your hormones are phenomenal-" He quickly tsked in regret, shaking his head. "I-I apologize, I'll stop." He lets me go and I sit there, looking at him with that crawling embarrassment. "You.. can tell by that?" I mutter, genuinely curious under all that blush.

He's gnawing on the inside of his cheek, I can tell. His secret is out along with mine.

"Yes, It.. drives me crazy." He admits. "But I know at least when you're done, you feel better. That's worth it for me." He justified it. "You coming out of here in the morning with that smile of yours, it lasts a little while." He sighed softly, almost happily. He reached out and tucks a strand of hair behind my ear. "I love you and your spirit rebuilds so fast. If it's something small like that, that helps, you deserve it."

My heart must've quickened more than it was. Was he ever this vulnerable to me? He actually said that back to me?

I'm in utter shock. "But my doings, that's torture to you-" I start as he shakes his head in protest. "I live under your roof, I am fine. If you're okay, I am."

"Leshy.." My eyes are soft towards him and I can't help it, I feel my heat starting to swallow me whole. I know he knows, he's been hard this entire time. There's a huge tent in those shorts of his.

I don't know where my mind is going but it's growing fuzzy. Maybe from the vulnerability.

Or maybe.. I've been huffing his scent in for too long. Fuck, it's intoxicating.. I can't control myself.

I want him. So, so bad.

What?

Am I sure?

Won't this make things worse?

I'm brought out of my trance as I feel his fingers under my oversized shirt, slowly rubbing against my clothed pussy lips.

I shudder, stunned while holding onto his shoulders. I stare at him half lidded, full attention on him. "H-Hey now.." I whine, my heat begging for more friction.

Oh that was foreign.. so nice. I couldn't look at him for much longer, no way. I move my head away, biting my lip in submission.

"Should I stop?" His voice is almost a deep growl and I timidly shake my head. "N-No, please don't."

He nodded subtly with a satisfied grumble. It sounded like victory to him, continuing to rub my lips until they were soaked through. My face was red, my heart was throbbing like my core. I curl my toes, spreading my legs open more as his finger curls around the cloth, pulling it aside.

Feeling the fabric move, being exposed made my chest flutter. The cold air- This was new for both of us.

I feel my heart thump again, lust eating up every corner of my body. I want it. I want him.

I want him in!

He can do whatever he wants with me!

I let out a whimpered moan when he runs his finger through my folds, my grip on him tightening as I haven't been touched like this in such a long time.

He slides me closer to him as he sinks his finger into me, leaning in and moving my head aside. He kisses my skin, being delicate with me. All the pretty noises I make fuel his intentions, moving his hand in and out, curling his finger occasionally inside me as I huff out another soft and sweet moan. "Fuck.." I can't prevent myself from saying it, trying not to grind more into his digit. His beard tickles my shoulder as he pulls his head away, removing his finger as I whine. "No.. don't stop, please." I beg. He looked as me as he sucks my sweetness off his skin.

"I knew you'd taste good but damn." He tells me, suddenly pushing me down into the bed as I squeak when he speaks. "I'm nowhere near done with you yet, little lady."

I stare up at him, nibbling my lip again. Pet names.. please. It sounds so good coming from his mouth. "Give me what you wanted to do all those stressful nights of mine." I ask of him as he playfully growls down at me, ears twitching and eyes gleaming. He seemingly agreed, leaning away to remove those stubborn cock-blockers of his.

"Are you certain?" He asks quietly as I nod eagerly, glancing down at what he's packing. The fabric is pushed away from his thighs and my eyes slightly widen. It was more human-like than I thought but so deliciously huge. Maybe I should've had days like this sooner. He must've been pent up for a while, I can see some glistening at his tip. Such a compliment.

He slowly creeps on top of me now clotheless and our eyes meet, stillness in the air for a moment as we both contemplate what to say.

"Does.. this change anything?" I asked quietly as I feel his hands start to grip my thighs, he's kneading them.

"Only if you want it to." A simple firm answer.

I think about it, I really do. Although I am ready to be dicked the fuck down by him I'm also clouded by lust. It's not exactly right.

I do care about him, I always say I love him. It's mutual, again. But this.. maybe I should confirm these feelings.

"If we do this, I think we should both consider a relationship." I glanced aside. I suddenly feel his hand under my chin, a small grip to make me look at him as he leans down. "I already decided you were mine the moment I was allowed to live with you. No, the moment I saw those beautiful eyes of yours." Those words made my face heat up again and the throbbing in my core went up ten folds. He let go, kissing my cheek and leaning back up. His hands grabbed the bottom hem of my shirt and I slowly nodded, him helping me pull it off.

There I lay as he leans down again, me reaching up to caress his face with my hand. "Is that why they were so against a male living with me?" I asked quietly as he kissed into my palm, grabbing my wrist gently and gripping my side. He hummed, squeezing my soft flesh.

"We all seem to look for something alike. They were easily suspicious. Though I couldn't force myself upon you. You're far too important to me. I could never hurt you but the ways we have in our blood can be dangerous. Wrong."

"What if I had found someone else that day?" I asked timidly, curious.

His eyes narrowed slightly and the possessiveness seeped out like a bad aura.
"Blood would be shed, that's the danger." He said while grabbing my panties, ripping them off in one swish motion. The rippling of fabric loud just for a moment, like a crack of lightning.

I'm stunned! ..and horny as hell.

"Yessir." I squeak out, thanking god those weren't my good pair.

He goes to kiss my collar bone and down my chest, his mouth latching onto one of my nipples. I bit my lip, his fingers back onto my needy slit. He tries to spread my legs wider and I comply.

He slides in his returned digit with another in and out, nibbling my bud with his mouth. I sigh happily, staring up at the ceiling as he bites just a little harder, curling his fingers in a progressively faster motion to make my back arch.

This all feels so good but I don't know if I can wait any longer, I'm too impatient and I have work tomorrow again, too! How far did we want to go?

"Stop teasing me." I growl playfully as his eyes flick up towards me.

"Relax.." He mumbles, unlatching his mouth and kissing down my belly till I feel his breath against my core.

Fuck, never mind. Yes, please.

I run my hands through his hair as his mouth made contact with me. My eyes flutter shut as he removes his fingers and runs his tongue through my folds, grabbing my thighs and lifting slightly. He wastes no time to shove his tongue in. My toes curl and I'm muffling myself by biting my lip. I hum quietly, eyebrows knitted as I feel like I'm floating.

At least one of us gets dinner.

I'm suddenly the quiet one as growls from him fill my room. When they said beast men were still primal as ever, it was not a light hearted joke. And I'm prepared for this, I have no intention to stop him.

All of this passion, well.. the tongue caresses between my thighs; it gave me a moment to think.

I thumb his ears, caressing them in gentle circles while encouragingly. My eyes open slightly as I'm starting to pant.

All these days I've come home, he was always there for me. But I was uncertain, was he truly that worried something like this would ruin us? How long has it been?.. how long would it have gone on? I mean I never pushed him on it either.

I'm brought out of my thoughts as he started to suck on my clit. I almost sat up in shock, one of his strong hands keeping firm on my belly to keep me still and down. I can't help but moan, feeling my legs twitch from the sudden sensitivity. I move my hands from his ears and reach back to grip my sheets.

I feel like I'm drooling, his tongue circling as I feel myself chasing the knot in my stomach. My neck and chest are hot and my mind is hazy. "I-I'm going to cum-" I confess, shaking my head. I don't want to yet! Not yet!

It's almost like he could feel it, just as I'm about to release he moves his head away, not touching me as I gasp and stare at him. The throbbing is nothing but echoes in my core.

I blink before I sigh heavily, sinking my head into the bed. "Heh.. you bastard." I laugh breathily as he moves his hand and gets more comfortably onto the bed. My bamboo frame is strong, for that I am grateful. This guy is a whole two-three ft taller than me and weighs an obvious amount more.

He's licking his lips, I can tell he's satisfied but not entirely. He's got this fire in his eyes and an absolutely raging boner. I am so in for this one, the air was thick with want. Need.

I'm about to be claimed.

He puts his hands by my sides, leaning down and going to nibble my ear. His voice was deep and quiet. "Do you want me to be soft with you?" I can tell he's eager but him putting my well being first is just the sweetest. He really does care, more than I ever thought.

I'm a little tickled by the ear nibbling as he leans back and my face is cupped in his hand. We look at each other, my eyes contemplating his words.

I can't help but let out a shy giggle, my hand on his. "I would appreciate it, I don't think I can handle you at your peak quite yet."

His left ear flickers at my words, him giving a slight nod. "Are.. you prepared?" He asks and lets go of my face. I don't even hesitate and now that we took a small amount of time talking, I won't instantly cum when I'm back into the action.

"Yes." I tell him.

"Good, if too rough, please say." His words flutter my chest as I was grabbed. I was a bit too stunned to speak as I found myself on my hands and knees so suddenly. I felt so small, feeling the heat of his body pressed against mine. His hands grab my sides and I put my own under my pillow as my face sinks in it.

I contemplate if I should say more when he suddenly ruts his hips in. His cock slides between my slick folds and I can't help but shudder, goosebumps pricking my skin. The sheer length, it rubs up to the bottom of my clit. A small shocking tease.

Now that's the good stuff.

"Will.. this get me pregnant by chance?" I ask quietly as I feel his grip tighten. He leans down and a feel the rumble from his chest against my back. "Your cycle ended a while ago, as much as I'd love to have you bear my children you'll be fine." He quickly sinks his teeth into my shoulder as I'm caught off guard with a shout, him shoving some of his length in me. He puts his large hand over my mouth to muffle me. I can only accommodate his size as much as I can, squeezing him tight in surprise.

I can't speak for a moment as my mouth is agape, fingers twitching before I suddenly breathe. I'm in pain but I feel myself stay quiet, tears pricking my eyes as his hand loosens from my mouth.

"It's okay.." His bite lingers and I've been marked. I really thought that was something you'd just hear in books.

"You're taking me so well." He goes to move out as I wince again, him slowly guiding back in briskly. I'm bleeding from the bite, I can tell. The warmth that spreads through my skin makes me have hot flashes.

He noticed I say nothing about the wound, the pain as he kisses he back of my neck. My head lays sideways on the pillow now and I can tell he's thinking about something.

"I'm sorry.." He murmurs an apology.
My eyes widen as he leans to the side, coming around to kiss me. I'm taken back but who am I to decline? We kiss a few times, soft and gentle until I lick his lips. He takes no time to go a little rougher, our tongues fighting over dominance. I growl a little and he reaches around to grope my chest with a deeper growl, his thrusting getting a little faster. It was clear I accepted his apology.

The kissing definitely is helping, the flame reigniting in my core. It's creeping up in my chest and head, the pain melting into the mess.

My eyes flutter as he massages my chest, the weight of his hips against my end. It moves me up before I slide back down. When he finally manages to fill me with his length I quietly moan, our tongues splitting and him moving his head away. I lay my head back down, biting my lip as his one hand goes to hold my side again and the other down to my clit.

He circles it with his fingers, the wetness making it ten times better.

"You feel so good." His panting voice makes my core tighten and pulse. The sounds of his length slipping out then slamming back in had me seeing stars. "I need this.. every day." I murmur, resisting the urge to bite my pillow, the pleasure building.

"Consider it done.." He rubs me a little faster as I start to squirm, focusing on that build in me. Oh how I want it so bad, it's killing me.

He is not letting my body go anytime soon, the room is awfully hot now from our needs, our wants.

"Almost there.." I whimper as he keeps at it, very determined to have us sync up as much as possible. "Would you ever imagine such a thing?" He leans down and laps at the bleeding wound. "The beastfolk you've allowed in your home has now claimed you, beautiful little flower. I've plucked you off your bush, keeping you safe and secured.. all in return to awe at your beauty. All other eyes are full of jealousy."

I huff, the compliment is making me have severe butterflies throughout my body and his hand is doing such an amazing job. My legs twitch and kick slightly, rubbing my head to his as I'm starting to spiral. "I'm yours, I'll always be yours- Fuck, Lesh-!" The break is intense, I jolt and squeeze my eyes shut.

He is desperately pounding into me as his grip gets rougher. The whole bed is shaking when he suddenly slams his hips as hard as he can and as close as he can to me. He grabs me by my shoulders and pulls us together flushed as he releases. His little scut tail is going wild, I can hear it pitter and pat against his lower back.

He's panting, giving me short pumps as he's shakily filling me up. It takes just a moment before I can feel the overwhelming amount. I flop my head down on the pillow as he goes to reel back up, catching his breath.

I hum softly as my eyes feel heavy. I've been marked.. bred.. 🍞

He leans down and peppers my body in kisses before he slowly pulls out. I move a little to look back at him, body shifting to my side. I'm tired but.. happier.

He watches my mouth twitch into a soft smile as his eventually does the same. He seems embarrassed a bit, leaning down again to inspect me, especially my shoulder. His ears lower and he seems sheepish. "Let me get you cleaned up, and I'll see about your wound. I-" He hesitated as I shrug.

"I shouldn't have done that." He muttered, tasting the blood on his tongue.
"But you did, transaction complete." I joke as he looks at me like I did not just say something so ridiculous. "Just.. lay there." He points then gets up and heads into my bathroom, flicking on the light.

My eyes wince and I cover them by laying my head back down. "Yessir." I can't agree more, legs rubbing together as I miss his body warmth. I feel all cozy on the inside though. I think I needed this kind of rough and not the work wise.

"Fuck, work!" I suddenly sit up but before I know it I'm pushed back down on the bed, a cold and medicated rag placed on my shoulder with a terrible sting. "Hey!- Ow!" I bark as I can only flail my arms like a pouty child while on my belly. "You will not need to worry about going in today." He presses firmly to my shoulder as I scoff. "I need to work, I can't skip! This is my job, I make money from other things sure, but the extra gets you all you want!" I say, but I didn't exactly mean to. He wasn't supposed to know that. I grumble and chew my lip as I can tell he's already processing it. "All I want?" I feel the weight on the bed shift as he tilts his head.

I sigh, hesitating as I glance back at him then aside. I murmur. "I get paid a good amount from the take-in program but I just.. I like to make a little more money so I can make sure you get all you need, you want." I feel like he'll make this a bigger deal than it is. "That we can go do all the fun things we do do on weekends. I didn't just take you in for the program money, you know?" I wince as he dabs the wound again, the sound of antibacterial liquid swish-ing from a bottle. "I was.. lonely. You may be a grown ass man but you're also my responsibility. I want to be able to keep you happy. Least I could do for you in return for your company."

The bottle is set aside on my nightstand and the rag is removed, tossed on top. It's covered in some blood but not much. The smell of the alcohol stings my nose more than my treatment.

"You could stay home this entire time?" He turns me over and he looks at me. The reflection of light from in his eyes makes them shine a little as I awkwardly hunch my shoulders and avoid eye contact. "But.. then we wouldn't have as much." I squeak out. "I've always had this job, it's just nature for us. Working till we die or something." I try to justify as he sighs. "You're taking today off." He tells me and I blink. "I can't-"

"Yes you can." He retorts. "And I'll be the one to call.. Maybe a schedule change too."

My eyes widen a little and anxiety flutters in my chest. "N-No, you don't have to-"

His sudden growl makes me sink back into the bed with a wide sheepish smile. I nod. "Sleeping in today. Eheh, got it." I agree.

His little goat ears twitch before he looks over me again, moving my legs open to see the mess he created. But he also admires silently. "Maybe you should shower again, I did a number on you." He suggests as I think about it. If I don't have to work tomorrow..

"A quick rinse, yeah. Though next time, it's your full peak if I can prepare for it better." I challenge him before quietly asking. "Will you accompany me in the shower?"

He raises eyebrow at such a dumb question. I go to sit up and move when he can't hide the amused facade and picks me up instead like I weigh nothing. Back into the rains of the bathroom I go. "Peak next time, hm?" He grins a little, skeptical but no way to dismiss the want to go rougher. "Suppose.."

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We talk a little, basking in the steam and hot water. How we're both feeling, what to expect from now on. We even reminisce in our first greeting again. Everything we felt..

Well, we ended up fucking again but that's fine. All I know is I'm off today, I now have someone who will always be there for me and holy shit my sex life is back and better than ever. So in the end I was right about that odd feeling, he chose me the moment he saw me. Funny how life works.

I wonder if anyone else is this lucky? I know my neighbor briefly mentioned her rooming with a bot soon, an arrogant one at that. That sounds.. interesting. I never saw any at the program, must be rarer. But why arrogant?