Note: This chapter has a sexual scene, so M for that.
A month later, Hallie got up the courage to ask him something important. They were in her apartment watching a rental movie.
"Randall, I know it's almost too soon or is it to talk about this." She began.
He was half asleep, but he woke up at her voice. "About what?"
"Randall, we have feelings for each other, we know that, right?"
"Of course."
"I love you, Randall." Hallie confessed.
Randall had always wanted to hear those words. Sure, he loved her too, but was always afraid to say it, fearing being rejected or made fun of. But she had said it to him first. Now he knew there was no fear of rejection, at least for the amount of time they had been together. Most girls who had used him in the past only were with him a few weeks.
"I love you too, Hallie." He replied back.
She hugged him and cuddled her head under his chin, her arms wrapping around his torso.
He loved this feeling. It was new, but it felt good. Then he heard her say something else.
"But then, I just need to know, how do you feel about marriage?"
His eyes went wide. He pulled his head off hers. Even she seemed surprised.
"Are you serious?" He asked.
"Yes. Why? Even if it's not now, I just need to know how you feel about it, if it's possible?"
Randall smiled. "Of course I would think it's great that you would think of marrying me. But just not right now. Maybe after we've been together awhile longer."
"That's fine, I just wanted to know." She cuddled into him some more. She soon fell asleep on him.
The thought of marrying her hadn't crossed his mind yet, as he was just always so busy. Perhaps after the machine was confirmed to work, he could afford a decent ring and he would propose to her. But just not right now. It was almost done.
….
Randall got an invitation from Hallie one day at lunch at work if he would be her date to a friend of hers, that the friend was getting married.
"Sure. When is it?" He asked.
"In two weeks, on a Saturday."
"I'd be happy to."
The other workers did see how Randall seemed flirty with the female lizard kitchen worker, but he wasn't that nice to anyone else. It only seemed right, as she was of his kind.
During the week, Randall worked so many long after hours on the machine with Fungus that he didn't even know that sometimes Hallie was friends with his rivals.
Hallie did describe Randall to them in ways that they never knew he was. She just didn't want them to be enemies. But she knew at some point that she would need to tell him.
Two weeks later and the date of the wedding came.
Hallie had on a nice blue shirt. She had rented Randall a nice shirt tux. He looked really handsome in it. He didn't get invited to weddings often, but he was going for Hallie.
At the wedding, they sat together. It was one of Hallie's closest friends, a furry green female named Anna. A monster kind of like Charlie, George's partner.
The vows were all pretty and Randall saw that Hallie couldn't help but cry for her friend. She was just so happy for her. He put his arm around her. She did the same.
As Hallie watched her friend with her new husband, she said to herself, 'That will soon be me, I hope.'
At the reception, besides eating cake and food, there was also talking and dancing and blessing the couple. Hallie wasn't a bridesmaid, but her friend was glad she was at the wedding. And she was introduced to Randall.
Anna wished Hallie the best wishes. She didn't see an engagement ring yet, so they must have been together only a short while, Anna guessed.
Hallie and Randall had their own table, not far from the couple's table. Randall went to go get them some drinks. He ended up bringing back some wine.
"Randall?"
"Weddings are good for drinking."
"Depends. I just don't want to be sick in the morning or all night."
"We won't drink that much. Just to celebrate the night and the occasion." He said.
"Alright."
They were in a hotel chapel, so when this was over, they could just stay in a hotel room instead of going home.
Hallie ended up liking the wine and ended up drinking more than she should. So did Randall.
They lost their main self control and did even got to dancing on the floor, making some goofballs of themselves. But it was meant to be fun.
Hallie had never seen Randall like this. He was actually extremely fun when he was drunk.
They partied a good portion of the night away, and eventually rented a room together.
Hallie felt like she just wanted to go to sleep, but Randall had other ideas. He began to seduce her. Hallie responded in kind.
She loved Randall so much that she gave in to his desires. They began kissing and then undressing. Then crawled into the bed and each kissed and massaged the other's body, feeling really romantic.
The feelings increased and before long, Randall released himself and Hallie was impressed with him. She was a virgin.
Despite his drunken state, Randall was ever so gentle with her. He laid on his back and let her control how she came down on him. Once inside, it was overwhelming for him.
For Hallie, it had hurt at first, but she wanted to be joined to her lover. "Are you alright?" He asked her.
"Yes. You can move." She said. "Slow."
Randall began to thrust slowly as she wanted. He knew she needed to get used to it first. Then he heard the sounds coming from her. The moans were ever much more to keep him going.
After a little while of just wanting to feel it, it began to feel good. "Oh, a little faster." She said and Randall was happy to oblige.
Soon it was full on, and they switched positions and he was able to do what he could full on being on top. Hallie clung to her lover, just wanting him so much.
Randall had his teeth bared and he was making some groaning and growling noises. It was seductive to her. His hands and feet were just trying to balance him as he kept going. Soon, he finally came into her. He gave a few last thrusts, before he finally lowered himself on her and kissed her and put his hands on her. He was breathing hard.
He finally rolled to the right side of her and they just stayed like that, cuddled in each other's embrace before drifting off.
…
The next morning, sunlight shone in the windows, awakening Hallie. When she came to, she felt so lightheaded from the alcohol. But the next thing she knew, she saw that Randall was in bed next to her. He had a peaceful look on his face.
Then the thinking of what they had done last night came to her. She looked under the blankets and their tails and hind legs were still intertwined. But Randall had pulled himself back in. To her, it was obvious what they had done.
She hated to wake him, but had to. "Randall, wake up."
"Hmm." He moaned and opened his eyes. He looked into the beautiful blue eyes of Hallie.
"Hey."
"Hey." She said, but then, "Do you know what we did last night?"
Randall perked up more.
Hallie moved the blanket off them. "It looks obvious what we did."
He looked down and saw their lower bodies still together. It was sinking in. "I hope you don't think I was taking advantage of you."
"I don't think so. I don't remember. Uh oh."
"What?"
Hallie didn't reply as her stomach felt finicky. She got out from under him and ran for the bathroom.
Randall heard vomiting sounds. It was obviously a hangover from the wine. She had never drank it before, but then, his own stomach began churning and before he knew it, he too was in the bathroom throwing up too. They both had a hangover.
Neither one of them felt too good that day. Randall even had to call Waternoose saying he couldn't go in that day. Waternoose was ticked, but knew people did get sick from time to time.
Hallie might not have felt good, but she couldn't have felt happier than to just be with Randall. He felt the same.
They got rid of their dinners and just tried to get some sleep. Their stomachs didn't feel good at all.
It was evening before either of them awoke again and began to make their way home.
They both gave each other a kiss goodbye. They were finally kissing. They hated to separate, but had to.
When Hallie got home, she realized that she was no longer a virgin, and that they hadn't used protection. She hoped it wasn't possible right now. She wasn't ready. But she wanted to think more about how much fun she had had with the guy she loved so much. But only time would tell anything. Maybe nothing would happen.