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Lol, I reread Spring Break and noticed how bad I was before I started reading books. Lol, sorry about all the grammatical errors in the last sequel. That'll never happen again.


"Ally..." Ally's ears perked up as she heard Stanley's singsong voice. Under her closed eyelids, she could feel the sun's heat filtered by the leaves of the tree they were under. She moaned as she woke up. She opened her heavy eyelids and met Stanley's eyes. Despite her drowsiness, she smiled. "Ally, wake up," Stanley called.

She moaned stubbornly. She raised her arms and placed it behind Stanley's neck, pulling him back to the ground. "Not now, Stanley." She climbed up and placed her head on his chest, feeling as comfortable as a baby already. She felt his fur, hinting her that he hasn't put on his sweater yet. "I want to enjoy this." Just as she was about to doze off again, she sensed Stanley's grin as he spoke.

"Don't make me have to kiss you again, Ally. You're naked, remember? And we're sleeping together," Stanley said, probably in hopes to shock her. But that failed entirely.

Ally only smiled. "It's okay, Stanley." She snuggled closer, nuzzling her cheeks against his chest, feeling his fur brush against hers. She moaned again, loving the feeling of it. She looked up and met his face. Everything about him made her smile as she remembered the kiss. Still feeling drowsy, she said, "Tell you what. When we find Alvin and Serene, we're going home, tell our parents, and we'll sleep together again."

Stanley's smile weakened. "But that's dangerous. If we continue to sleep with each other without clothes, something's going to happen."

Ally gave him a playful slap before stifling a giggle. "No, silly. You have the strangest thoughts. I meant we're going to sleep together WITH clothes. You have nothing else in your thought other than me being naked, don't you?"

"Well, you ARE pretty beautiful. There's no one else more beautiful than you." Ally blushed as she heard his words. She kissed him on the cheek, licking her lips for his taste. Instead of feeling uncomfortable for his positive answer, she felt flattered.

"Aunt Jeanette," She mentioned.

Stanley thought for a while. "Hmm, yeah. You're both very beautiful. I love my mom." His smile widened as he looked at her. Ally felt herself getting drawn to him again, moving her face closer to him. "But I love you too. Just as much.''

"Aw, you're the sweetest guy ever, Stanley." Just as she was about to lean in for another kiss, Stanley held her chin back and stopped her. Ally frowned and raised an eyebrow confusedly. "Stanley, what's wrong?"

"Look, Ally, I love you so much. You're my first love, and you're going to be the only one. Our kiss was the best thing that's ever happened to me, and we both know that, 'cause it's yours as well." Ally absorbed every word, and each letter warmed her heart. "But we can't really do anything we want right this moment. We're running out of time, and if something happens to Serene, I'll never forgive myself. I hope you understand."

Ally looked her in the eyes and knew that second that he was in his most sincere. They did have a lot in common. They both care about their family, his sister, her brother. Their parents will never be the same if something happens to AJ and Serene, and no doubt they'll blame themselves for it.

Ally smiled and she sensed Stanley sigh in relief. "Save the love for later, then?"

"Yes." Stanley smiled.

"Okay." She leaned over and pecked him on the cheek. "But you owe me one kiss. One long, slow kiss."

"Tongue?" Stanley asked.

She blushed. "Yes. Tongue." Of course, a kiss is nothing without it.

. . . . . . .

Eleanor looked at the sun shining threw the bathroom window as she and Theodore sat down on the sink full of soap and water, creating a bubble bath. Theodore sat and leaned against the sides while Eleanor sat down on his lap, her back facing him. Theodore's paws were on Eleanor's shoulders as she moaned his name in pleasure.

"Oh, Teddy, right there." Theodore adjusted his grip. "Oh, yes. That feels so good. Oh... oh, Teddy, you're a god." Pleasure after pleasure, Eleanor moaned audibly.

"You like that, don't you, Ellie?" Theodore asked as he adjusted his grip on her shoulders again. Eleanor moaned once more.

She felt Theodore pressing against one of the most pleasurable point of her body, and she moaned again in sensitivity. "Oh, yes. That's- oh... that's the spot, Teddy. Press it harder." Eleanor felt Theodore's tongue running along her shoulders, wetting the fur that escaped the water from the bath. "Oh,... oh, God. We should do this more often."

Eleanor's moans, even according to herself, were hot, erotic, and full of pants, that Theodore even asked her if they were actually mating. No, of course not. They're not mating (you dirty bastards). Not yet, at least. Of course they're going to mate. Eleanor wanted to keep her promise about making it up to him. "It" means last night, of course. It was the funniest night of her life, no doubt. She laughed even thinking about Theodore's (both Sr. and Jr.) colorful claws. Each claw had different colors ranging from red to green.

Before they mate, Eleanor wanted to set up the mood, and Theodore suggested a massage. That's why she was moaning, panting, and of course, praising. She never knew Theodore can be a good masseuse in addition to being a great cook and the best father and mate in the world. She knew her paws were good, but not like this. Perhaps she underestimated the capabilities of his paws. His soft, colored paws. Eleanor nearly laughed again, thinking of his claws.

"Ellie? Why are you giggling?" Theodore asked suddenly, but not stopping the massage.

"Oh, I was giggling?" She really didn't notice. Eleanor reached for Theodore's paws on her shoulder and played with the claws. "We really have to get these colors off."

"I tried soap and water, still nothing. What do you suggest?"

Eleanor thought of an idea and giggled again. She got off faced him, her thighs pressing against her hips. She grinned, seducing him. "Well, I've got four options."

"What?"

"First, we could rinse it again and again."

Theodore didn't seem interested. "It's never coming off."

"Two, we could ask Jeanette or Simon to mix up a new cleaning agent with their chemistry sets." She moved closer, their groins inches apart.

"Okay, that could do. But as a last resort, of course. What's three and four."

"Three,..." She grinned seductively again and grabbed his index finger. "I could..." Slowly and erotically, she pressed her tongue against his colored claw and licked. "Do this."

"What?"

Now they were getting somewhere.

"And four, you could..." Eleanor moved in closer to his ear and whispered. She sensed Theodore's eyes widen at the words she said. As she leaned back, she nearly laughed at his shocked expression. His face was as pink as her own lips.

"That's was so bold, Ellie. You're not being serious, are you?" He said blankly.

Eleanor giggled again. "Of course I'm not. Teddy, I'm everything but a nail manicurist. That's Brittany's talent." She giggled again, but Theodore did nothing and stared at her. She couldn't read his expression. She stopped laughing and silence soon filled the air. "Is there any way I can make it up to you like I promised?"

Then finally, Theodore smiled. "Is option number four still up?"

Then again, Eleanor grinned seductively and threw her arms around him. "Oh, Teddy!" She gasped as she pressed their bodies closer and closer until there was no space between them. Their snouts pressed and Eleanor could smell his delicious morning breath. She blew on his face. "You're so romantic."

"Option four? Romantic?"

She pecked him on the lips. "Shh, don't talk. It's just us here and these soundproof walls. We can scream as loud as we can and no one can hear."

. . . . . . .

All AJ could remember before falling asleep was Serene's face. She slept first last night, and he couldn't help but stare at her face for hours until he finally fell asleep himself. She really was just like her mother. Except for the dark brown fur and all. If her fur was lighter, his mother would have an identical twin. Her hair, the smoothness of her fur, her soft-looking lips, her pink nose. Everything was just as beautiful as his mother.

He remembered taking her in his arms to comfort her. He loved that, the feeling of their fur brush and their bodies pressed. When he breathed in her natural scent, he almost nuzzled his nose on his cheek and sniff deeply, making the scent unforgettable and familiar.

As AJ slept, he was woken up by a sound. A grunt? A groan? Whatever it was, it was a female's voice. And only one person came into his mind. Serene! He remembered what those two men did to him - burning a spot on his tail with cigarette - and he urgently opened his eyes to look at Serene. When he saw her, he tilted his head in question. Serene was perched on one bar, her arms trying to lift the lock with her all her strength.

Curious, he called out. "Serene?"

Serene's ear and tail flicked at the sound of his voice. She turned back and a relieved expression. "Oh, Alvin. Thank God, you're awake. I need your help."

AJ went all-ears as he got up. "What are you doing?"

"I found a way how to pick the lock. I remember how mommy did it when they were kidnapped."

"What? Really?" Excitedly, AJ stood up and ran towards her. He climbed up the bar next to her. "What do you need me to do?"

"I need you to lift the lock and hold still until I can figure out the combination."

AJ looked at the lock. It was old, rusty, small for a human, and has three number pins. AJ used his other paw to keep himself from falling off the bar, and he used the other to lift the bottom of the lock. His muscles clenched and he grunted as he lifted the lock with all his strength. He was shaking as soon as he got it up, and now all he needed was to keep still. "There, hurry. I can't hold on."

"Thank you." Serene moved closer to the digits and pressed her ear against the lock. "I'm trying to hear a click, so if you hear one, tell me."

AJ felt his muscle strain. "Just hurry, please."

AJ looked at Serene's soft-looking fingers as they moved and spun the digit combinations. As they moved, he sensed Serene's ear flinch and her fingers moved to the next number. She moved the pin again, and this time, the second click was audible. The second one was unlocked.

AJ felt his muscles strain again and felt a soft, stabbing pain on his forearm. He hissed inaudibly.

"Shh, I can't hear." Serene was moving the third digit again.

After a while, AJ felt the need to let go. He couldn't use his other arm unless he wants to fall down hard on the floor.

"Almost... there..." Serene warned. AJ really needed to let go. His arm was straining and if he continues on, he felt like his bones were going to crack. "Got it!" Serene said. When he finally heard the last click, his arms were desperate for a release. Without thinking, AJ's arms dropped down and the lock went out of his grip before he could catch it.

"No!" They both yelled out in whispers. They watch the lock fall down from the table the cage was on top of, landing on the hard floor with a loud clang.


I got you with the second part of the chapter, didn't I? Hahaha, you dirty bastards.
That wasn't mating. That was just a simple massage.