A/N––I must apologize for a few things. One, this chapter didn't turn out like I wanted it to. New characters got pushed back another chapter or two and the story seemed to progress to much in this one with not enough actual information or plot provided. Also, I've been (finally) putting some work into Sven's story, and a third one for much later. I hope you can keep on reviewing and giving me those brilliant suggestions. Its thanks to those ideas and suggestions that I can proudly say that a fanfic with Monster Girl Idols is not far off. Sorry for the rushed relationship development. This is only my second fanfic work, first of its kind as well so I was destined to mess it up somewhere.
Ch. 3 Love, among other things
The next day I carefully free myself from Tessa as I walk into the shower. I quickly clean myself and dress before moving to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. I whistle a tune as I feel my face is still smiling. I guess I am more of a love struck idiot than Sven.
Hatcher calls my cell and I answer happily. "Shit, Evan." I stop what I was doing.
"What is it?"
"I need you tomorrow for the job, it got moved ahead on the list." I feel myself tense up.
"How bad?"
"Just a few hours, most of it will be travel honestly." I listen to her as she basically briefs me.
"Hmm...I see. Alright I'll have a bag ready––"
"Are you insane. Look survive the night and manage to pick yourself up in the morning. Someone will pick you up then."
Survive the night? "What do you mean? Did that creature get loose again, is it stalking me?" She was quiet for a moment.
"How big of an idiot are you?! Think Mr. Newlywed. She's been with you for four weeks, twenty-eight days." I know this, we celebrated just before.
...!
It hit me then.
"Hell..."
"That's right. Better get some rest because she might just make you lose your marbles." I feel a cold sweat starting.
"So...its this twenty-ninth day..." The latter end of May, a warm day with a clear sky. Today is the day I get married to my house guest, the monster girl way.
I feel my nerves slowly wear themselves out as I just shut down a bit. Rest. I needed to rest. I made sure Tessa wasn't around as I lay on the couch. I decided to get another few hours of sleep in. I'd need it.
Tonight was the night of the full moon, which meant many monster species would be losing it as their instincts intensify. Among them were members of the dog and wolf family. Hellhounds included.
I wonder if she had shared that calm night with me as a means to apologize for the mind rending night she would have with me at this rate. While I dozed off I started to have strange dreams, none of them pure. Well they started off that way, they usually ended with Tessa rubbing her rounded stomach. Our child...ahhh...
I guess I'm much, much more of a lost case than I thought. After that I started to feel warm, as if my body was heating up steadily.
...
That caused my dreams to blur and seemingly restart. I lived through one erotic dream after another. The entire time I knew I'd remember it all after waking up. I was just being led to one simple form of release. I felt myself tense up as sweet release enraptured me. It felt almost as if...!
-Brief Scene, mostly suggestive themes after-
My eyes fly open to see Tessa sucking away at my manhood. "T-Tes–––" The pleasure intensified and I arched. She moved away from me and swallowed a few times. I watched her crawl up to my face.
"S-stop. Get a handle on yourself." I saw an unfamiliar glint in her eyes as she took my face in her paws. She sniffed me then as her fires flared. She seemed pleased by my scent as she proceeded to pin me down in the way she did when she first arrived. She pressed her lower body against my length and caused me to strain my self-control. "I..."
She started to speak as she humped me without letting me into her. "I...can't..."
She then pressed her nose into my hair and sniffed profusely. "I–I'm burning...Please..." She was fighting a losing battle with herself.
Her sniffing increased before she finally pulled away and sat on me, luckily my length was just being pressed against my stomach. "Ahh! P–Please...Get inside! Get–t...A..way..."
She continued struggling with herself as she fondled her breasts. Her tail wagged erratically and I felt her ease off me a bit. I saw my chance and shoved her away from me. It was a bit forceful, but she was even hornier than usual. "E-easy now Tess!"
I say as I struggle with my underwear and pants. Steam puffs from her nose as she breathes out. She gets on all fours and stalks towards me. "I know you can do it Tess. Your an amazing person so I know a little moon madn-"
She pounced at me as I tried to calm her. I duck under her pounce and leap over the couch. So the hunt was on. I leap down the stairs as Tessa slams into the wall behind me. She thrashes her way down the stairs I shut the gym door behind me. The thick metal door groans as Tessa slams into it from the other side.
I'm breathing heavily as the door gives the occasional groan. I take a moment to compose myself, which isn't easy considering an overpowering version of her scent is all over me. I find my phone and think about what to do. "Hatcher!"
"I can hear you just fine." She sounds annoyed.
"How fast can you get me some gear." She sounded interested now as she spoke. "Is she already moon-crazed? That's fast. I'll drop it at your door in about half an hour. What do you need?" I thought it out quickly.
"Some padding. Possible a taser. Tranquilizers if you can manage." She asks if there is anything more.
"What does my health insurance look like?" It was a serious question.
"You should be fine. Considering you've been hurt beyond what should be survivable, you have a matching plan." I hope I don't need it.
"One more thing Evan." I listened with dread growing in my gut.
"I've literally just read an email from the higher-ups." Of course, those fuckers are going to screw me over.
"Ah-ha..Hm...Okay. I got the gist of it."
"And?" She was quiet for a minute.
"Long story short it basically paperwork for you and your ward to get legally married. I'm paraphrasing the rest now. Because Sven is being given so much time to make the marriage test case we've decided to add that option to your assignment. We just made a small tweak and if you stick it in her you have to sign the paperwork. Also, just reminding you about excessive force and not using drugs or the like. She is a guest to the human race after all. I think they added a fuck you with hugs and kisses at the end of this."
I rub my temple as I rethink my strategy. "Just...make sure to have someone on standby incase I need urgent medical attention..."
"Do you want a tux and dress prepared? You know, just incase." I honestly could not answer that.
"I...I'll see about calling you in the morning..." I press my back against door as I hear Tessa returning to it. She scratched at the door as she sensed I was nearby.
"Tess...Can you hear me..." More scratching. It must have been hopeless. I just stay seated and nod off.
During that nap I took into consideration a lot of things. Most important of all being my feelings towards Tessa. I liked her, more than what I'd admit to anyone. Despite her flaws and predatory nature she was really kind and caring. I would have to go and face her eventually today. I just needed to know how I'd feel in approaching her. I examined my feelings for her and felt really strange in doing it.
I cared about her, I wouldn't have acknowledged the relationship if I didn't. But sleeping with her and being her spouse for life was a pretty rapid development. Despite all the sexual acts she's done on me...and the ones I've returned because of the situation...I feel that sex would be to soon right now.
Optimistically I can say that we've been going out for two weeks. In reality its been two days since I acknowledged our relationship and my feelings towards her. Its a pretty quick leap from going out on a wonderful date, spending the night together (platonically), and then getting married, their way, the day after.
I swallow dryly as I realize how indecisive I'm being despite acknowledging my feelings for her. I'm just a terrible person who is having problems committing. It was an inevitability that our relationship would develop further. She had already claimed to have fallen for me and I probably wasn't much better. Would she understand if I refused her during the full moon. Should I even refuse her.
"E...Evan..." Her weak voice came from beyond the door. "Evan...you...there?"
I'm thankful for this distraction.
"Y-yeah. I'm here. How are you holding up?" It was a dumb question to ask.
"I...I really need you..."
"That's...That's to be expected..." She sounded very weak as she went on.
"I...I promised I'd...wait...right?"
"...Yeah, you did." I heard the sound of claws on metal before she continued.
"I'm...sorry...I can't...help myself...Its...your smell..." She stopped scratching the door as she seems to steady.
"Its...do you ever...feel the heat start...when you pick up my...scent?" I have before, it caused me to have some serious problems with the traitor in my pants.
"Y-yeah. I tried to calm down but my body didn't listen..." I thought I heard a faint chuckle.
"That...makes me happy..." I realize then what she must have gone through all this time.
"Your scent...it...its driving me crazy..." I was oblivious to an obvious problem for her. Again showing how much of a failure I was as a host not to mention lover.
"Its...everywhere...clinging to everything...I can smell it...in the hall...the kitchen...the couch..." She started scratching the door again with some intensity.
"Please...Don't hate me..." She had a level of self control I hadn't fully comprehended. If she was affected by my scent much the same way I was to hers, and with her sense of smell as a Hellhound, she was constantly being stimulated to arousal and beyond by living in this house with me.
Yet she still restrained herself as best she could for long stretches of time, because she wanted to have an actual relationship with me. It was much more than I deserved really. It made me want to punch myself for being so dense and idiotic. "I don't hate you at all Tessa. After all, you want us to get married, right?"
All sound ceased for a solid minute. Tessa must have been reeling from my passive acceptance of our eventual marriage.
"Tessa?" There was a loud thud, several loud thuds.
I backpedal away from the door as I hear a loud moan of pleasure. The door shook violently before everything was quiet once more. "...Evan." I heard her, she seemed much more lively now.
"Why don't we talk about it...face to face..." The door groaned as she pushed against it.
"Tessa. Now listen to me."
"Oh, I'm listening...I'm waiting eagerly to hear you whisper sweet nothings into my ears." I said something bothersome again. I think Tessa might have finally lost it because of what I said.
"Evan...please...let me see your wonderful face." I suppose this was it, time to make my big decision on how I'd deal with her now and from now on. I was still indecisive about what I'd do. Eventually I just punch myself once and decide to man up.
I'd try for a type of compromise where I'd acknowledge our mutual feelings but I'd try and refuse her nonetheless because of the situation. Was it a wimpy thing to do that would give me some more time to think this out? Yes, yes it was. I hated the decision that I had formulated, but I'd stick to it. After all this was a big decision that was about the rest of our lives.
"Oh, what's this?" Tessa said as I face the door.
The handle turns and the door swings wide open, I forgot that the gym couldn't be locked at all.
Tessa lets the door swing open slowly. The lights in the hall behind her were out and I could only see her eye flames as she slowly walks up to me. Due to the suddenes I was rooted to he spot. She grabbed my shoulders and came in close to smell my scent. "Aahhhhh..."
She let her tongue loll out as her lust increased even more. She just looked at me for a few seconds before taking me into an embrace. I was immediately soaked in sweat from the amount of heat she was radiating. Yet oddly enough she wasn't doing a thing. Well, she was leaning on me quite heavily.
"T-Tess?" Her arms dropped to her side and she started to fall to one side.
"Tess." I caught her before she could hit the floor. It seems she burned herself out. Her eyes were unfocused and her tongue still lolled out as she continued panting. I give a slight sigh of relief before I pick her up in my arms. I climb back upstairs and see a very disconcerting mess.
"..." I thought that box had been thrown out a long time ago.
Its remains were strewn about on the couch, along with some condoms. The entire box had been emptied, Tess left a small trail of condoms leading from the living room, to her room, and even more on her bed. While disturbing to see I paid it little mind as I set her down on her bed. I begin cleaning the debris and contemplate tossing away an entire box worth. I put them in a plastic bag and set them aside under the sink in my bathroom. The way things were going I might need them.
Tessa still hasn't come out of her room. Its been a few hours since I left her there, she had started thrashing about shortly after that. I hadn't even bothered finishing breakfast, Tessa wouldn't eat and I wasn't hungry. I just paced about and continued to struggle with my indecisiveness.
This was turning into one of the longest days in my life. No matter what I thought and decided I'd always go back on any idea. Pessimistic thoughts about how worthless and undeserving I was, along with doubts about this relationship with Tessa, kept me in a constant loop. There was a lot she didn't know about me, most of it bad. There was that dreadful secret I shared with my brother, and I'm sure my condition especially merited more than enough doubt for me to try and deny this relationship from continuing. These thoughts continued for some time, to long actually.
My phone rang, it was Mike. "..."
"I see she still hasn't gotten you then." I let out a bit of a sigh.
"Yeah, I'm still untouched." I sit down at the table as Mike talks to me.
"Look, kid. I have a fraction of an idea of what you're dealing with today of all days. No doubt the higher ups have made it even more nerve-racking for you."
"...Yeah, they did..."
"But I heard somethings and remembered your file." That damned thing.
"Just hear me out, alright." I heard that damn thing flip open.
"Commendations, successful mission reports. Hospitalization reports, injury record." All very common in my folder.
"And on the very top is a small note made by an executive." News to me.
"He's giving you praise, noting you for you're sense of family with your brother. Laying it thick with your achievements. Yadda yadda." I heard him slam the file somewhere near him.
"You know what I see?"
"...Enlighten me."
"I see a guy who can't form a lasting relationship because of what he is and what he does. Someone who is willing to support what little family he has with nothing reserved...An idiot who is full of guilt and grief..." I give a humorless chuckle.
"What, are you my therapist?" Mike had been working for three years at this branch of the department before I joined. He helped with paperwork and safe handling of extraspecies. He was just a very connected worker at the office who usually stuck his nose where it doesn't belong.
"Actually, I was a counselor at the Department before I got a new assignment at this branch office." That literally made me surprised.
"Counselor?"
"Yup, I was the shrink for all the guys involved with handling extraspecies, I was supervisor of dozens of home stays and I was asked to consult on the marriage amendment." He must be lying to me.
No way the forty-something goofball at the office who ferried around extraspecies was someone this important. I felt angry now, his joke had gone on long enough. "Alright cut the crap. What do you want?"
"Settle down Evan. I'm just here to ask you some questions as a coordinator."
"Coordinator my––" My phone beeped.
"Hello." Hatcher quickly spoke to me. "He's legit, he just handed me three years of reports and notes he's been taking for the department on the extraspecies and hosts." I blink then as she hangs up.
"Now, will you listen to some advice?" I just remained very quiet.
"Just to get this out there I'm the one who recommended you and you're brother to be hosts." My simmering anger boiled again.
"I have nothing to do with the marriage test case though. That's all the higher ups..." It took me a very long moment before I could speak.
"Okay..."
"Now, what do you think I've been seeing as you worked around here for the past nine months?" I was obstinately silent.
"I saw someone utterly alone."
"Oh, good for you. You've learned I'm not a social butterfly." He didn't respond to me then.
"You've grown to care for her, haven't you?"
"...I hate that shrink crap..." He stifles a chuckle.
"Yeah, I'm horrible."
"Very." Now he gets serious again.
"I have a good feel for what you're contemplating today."
"I'm sure you do, Mr. Shrink." He ignores my sarcasm.
"Feelings of anger and lack of self worth. Thinking to yourself that it'd be better if you just cut ties now, help her avoid getting hurt. Am I in the ballpark." It was around here my anger slipped away.
"I know all the problems and secrets you're keeping from her Evan. Sven had the same issue with his girls but he's committed. He's giving them little snippets here and there and they are accepting him regardless. You on the other hand have anxiety towards this commitment. You have a different disposition from your brother so its expected." He was honestly trying to help me.
"I'm going to ask you a few questions, things you've asked yourself already but have been giving vague answers most likely. At the end of this you'll know what to do."
"...A-Alright..." I listened intently.
The first question was hard to come clean to. "Why do you feel so guilty Evan?" What of the many things could he be talking about. I had done some things in the last two years that I'm not proud of. I've failed my family and friends. I've hurt others. I spent a long time just festering in hate. What of all these guilts could he be talking about.
"C-can you be specific?"
"Why does getting into a relationship make you feel guilty?" That specific facet. There wasn't one clear reason to it.
"Come on, speak what comes to mind." I swallow before I say what I've been thinking.
"W-well, its mostly as you said. I feel like I don't deserve that happiness, that its wasted on someone like me."
"Is that all?" I pause for a second.
"If you want to be assured of what you do from here on out I want total cooperation Evan. Tell me everything." I contemplate my words before speaking them.
"Its...the profession I have right now, my job in the department."
"Hmmm, I thought that had something to do with it." I listen intently at his next few words.
"Are you thinking along the lines that what you have to do in your work will affect your relationship. Are you afraid you might lose it and hurt her?" Its eerie when someone does that to you. Reading you like a book.
"Or maybe its the fact that you might just be gone one day." That one struck a cord, it really chilled my blood.
"R-right, on both counts. More the last one actually." Though I've been using the excuse that a relationship with an extraspecies while I'm the one handling situations involving them, violent situations, isn't a good idea its really the fact that I'm afraid of leaving someone alone.
...My father was right in front of me when he left this world, I had closure knowing his fate after awhile.
But what of me, I travel and get sent away for days on end. What would happen if I couldn't come back, ever. What trouble would I cause, what pain and suffering would I put Tessa in if I died in a distant place and left her alone.
I wouldn't want that to happen. "I'll give you this Evan. You're driven."
I return to our conversation as Mike starts to speak. "I know all the things this profession sometime has you do but you still keep at it. You could just become an office worker. You continue to do this job despite the possibility of you losing everything, even your only family. I haven't grasped what makes you so willing to risk everything but it leaves me impressed nonetheless." I remain quiet as he acknowledges the fact that I willing work that type of job despite all I'd sacrifice.
"I suppose you want to leave a mark behind. Something positive before you kick the bucket." I wanted him to keep his trap shut now.
"That's the source of all of it, isn't it? All these insecurities and fears stem from that eventual fact that you will most likely die long before she does. You'll leave her alone, and you know she'll suffer."
"Shut up...Mike..." Leaving someone behind when they aren't suppose to be alone. I find that to be the darkest of things to befall someone. I claim that from my experience watching father fade away.
"I see. Sorry about pushing you, Evan." I give a shuddering breath as I felt increasingly tired. "This is a quick one. Give me a straight answer to it." I tensed up in anticipation at what other button he'd press.
"What are you're feelings for her?" I felt my mind immediately go blank.
"I...I really care about her. I...I..."
"Is that all, come on give an honest answer." Why was it hard to speak about it.
"I like her, a lot actually. But...I feel unsure about it...Like I'm only ever going to give her half of what she deserves..."
"Half of what Evan?"
"Lo...A..affection of course." Damn it. Why was it hard to come clean.
"I thought I heard something different." I couldn't say anything in complete absolutes.
Come on. "I..." I find some grit and say it.
"I feel like I'm falling for her alright." There was a pause.
Mike just stifles a chuckle. "I see...I see." He's quiet for a moment longer before he speaks to me.
"Evan. You know the feelings she has for you, right? She's very serious about them because she wants this to come true." He started giving some insight into Tessa's life and character.
"She was the runt of the litter, so to speak. She's been bossed around since she was little. Coming here is one of her greatest acts of independence."
"W-wait. You're saying that she didn't have support of any kind from her family group?"
"I'd think its the opposite. She met nothing but resistance yet she kept hoping to meet her chosen husband and strike it out on her own. She really wants what you want deep inside." I listen intently at his next words.
"A happy ending. A loving home for the family she wants to make. Its part of what keeps her in line despite of that maddening lust of hers. She wants this dream of hers to become reality and she's ready to do the impossible for it." I felt something in my chest, it was heavy and weighed me down.
"I think that after this talk you have a better idea of what you want to do right?" He sounded relaxed, as if he was assured of my actions. "I have one piece of advice to give. Take it to heart because someone I considered a close friend told me this."
The next few sentences brought tears to my eyes. "My life is made and spent for those dear to me. No matter how short it is, I want to spend it for them, the people I care about. That's why I want to live and die without regrets because of my inaction." It wasn't so much the words he spoke but the voice he spoke it in.
"How was that Evan, I practiced his voice so I could tell you in the exact same way he told me." I shake my head and wipe away the tears.
"...I...I didn't know you two were friends." Mike chuckles.
"Kid, he was my first case when I was accepted into the Department. I knew you're father for sixteen years before he passed away. It was back when he started out and was partnered up with you're mother. He was part of the reason I got so influential in the Department." I bow my head as it all clicks into place.
"...Without regrets, right?"
"Right." I feel assured now of my decision. It left me feeling at ease now.
"So what will you do now?" Mike asked. I feel my face grow hot.
"I'll tell her know how I feel. From there, whatever happens after will...be things I won't regret."
"That's the confidence I want to hear. Reminds me of that lucky dolt, may he rest in peace." I chat a bit as I feel myself preparing for what comes next.
By the time I hang up with Mike the faint glimmers of moonlight are reaching over the horizon. "I'd better get it over with. I have a task to do tomorrow."
"Alright. Godspeed." He even used that expression like Father did.
Mike reclines in his seat as Hatcher walks in. "Do you think things will turn out well?" She asked. Mike just shrugged.
"Who knows. He really wants a happy, whole, loving family. Something the Hellhound shares an interest in. Even if its a bit rushed and he's still unsure, I'm sure they'll be the best married couple we'll ever see, extraspecies or not." Hatcher sighed.
"Don't you feel like you've manipulated him into loving that girl." Mike just laughs.
"I don't know what you heard but whatever he does comes straight from him. I put no words in his mouth at all." Hatcher just looks at him for a moment.
"Honest, besides he is a worse case than his brother. All he needed was to look at himself in a mirror and decided that whatever he saw shouldn't get in the way of the happiness he craves so much." Sven actually needed to form a relationship with his wards for a while before he'd consider pairing with them.
"Still..."
"Just let him be happy Hatcher. All he needs is to be loved like this girl loves him. He'll return it and then some after some time. This is the perfect test case that the amendment needs."
I'm standing outside Tessa's room. I can hear her inside, she sounds almost as if she's in pain. I take a deep breath before I enter her room. It was a worse mess than before.
Tessa was sprawled out on her bed with what looked like a pair of my boxers being pushed under her nose. She tensed up and arched as I saw her drool a bit from her ecstasy.
This was an awkward way to start things. After a few seconds she realized I was there and she sprang to her feet, paws. She rushed at me and stopped short of shoving me against the wall.
"You! What are you doing here!" She growled at me while she trembled.
"I have something to do." I had stood outside her door for half an hour thinking of the best way to express myself. I figured this to be the most direct way.
I take her face in my hands and bring her close.
I stop just a few inches away.
"You know I'm falling for you too." I then give her a kiss.
She went rigid, her tail and ears stuck out completely and her face glowed like crazy. When I pull away she remains rigid, her eyes unfocused.
After a minute past I started to grow worried. "Tessa?" As soon as I called her name I was sent flying. I landed on her bed and she rapidly straddled me. "You just had to do it! I can't hold back any longer."
-scene-
She tore off my clothes and looked at me straight in the eyes. "S-sorry. But its true. So this..." I told her.
She seemed to regain her senses for that instant so I could utterly confuse her. "Its okay now?!" I sigh a bit.
"I have a job tomorrow. I'd like to come back the day after to my lovely wife greeting m––" It happened so quickly I almost came.
Suddenly Tessa took me into her and steam rose from her eyes. "S-stop. You're in pain." She continued to ease herself down until she had all of my length inside her. Then she slowly lifted herself up and I saw blood.
"I...I'm so glad its you." She told me before her eyes seemed to glaze over.
She bounced violently on top of me. She was going crazy with me inside her. Thanks to my increased stamina I lasted a full half hour as she rode me. As soon as I came inside she seemed to calm as she brought her face close to mine.
"I love you so very much." She then kissed me, her tongue dominating my mouth. She resumed then while we were kissing. Her hips rising and falling against me as her insides squeezed and massaged me. That's as far as memory goes for that night.
According to her she may or may not have forgotten to let me catch my breath. This may or may not have left me borderline conscious as she continued to ride me. She claims she used me all night, but she'd had no luck and wouldn't get pregnant. That's all I know of that night, I'm being honest. Seriously, no recollection at all
-Early morning scene ahead-
I blearily wake up in the early morning feeling as if I got no sleep. I don't know how long I was out but one thing was certain. I hadn't parted from my wife yet. My manhood, at a slightly reduced size, seemed to have continued on without me.
Tess stirred groggily and caused me a great deal of stimulation. She woke up fully in that instance. "Morning!" She moved her hips as I feel myself approaching release.
"!"
She kept me down as she continued riding me. "Sorry if its to early. You...h-haa...leaving for a day so..." She made a pleasured sound as she adds more movements, gyrating as she took me.
"..I need to get my f–fill!" The part of me that had remained inside of her fully awoke and increased in size and girth. This was to much, for the both of us, because of how unexpected it was.
After she was satisfied I literally rolled off the bed. The dull thud of impact made me stay awake. "Geez." I mutter as I pick myself up.
I struggle to my feet and see Tessa gather up the sheets. "Ah, they have such a pleasant scent...Bye...Bye..." She settled back to sleep like that, assuming a very cute expression.
"...I guess you showed enough restraint..." I say before I pat her head.
I don't even bother with warm water as I make sure absolutely none of her scent clung to me as I shower. I went to my closet and picked out some clothes. I grabbed a preprepared suitcase and headed for the door.
"Hatcher...I'm alive, I think."
"Hmm...Seems like it. So...how were things last night?" She had to ask, I guess I may as well tell her.
"Just...bring me that paperwork. We'll sign and return it after I come back." I felt so sore as I step outside and see Hatcher waiting for me.
It was expected, of course.
I hang up and talk to her face to face. "I'm guessing things went well." She had a pretty substantial packet of papers.
We enter the car as I begin signing documents. I was a bit worried to find a liability waiver. I peer at Hatcher as we pull into the airport. "Its you're marriage now. We have it from a reliable source that injuries are uncommon, but can occur if she is sent into a blind rage. Or an intense heat."
"...Fine..." I continue signing, skimming documents, I got a gist of what was happening.
Tessa was here for the purpose of cultural exchange. She was considered a diplomat to a degree. With my marriage to her she was changing status to that of a citizen and can stay here indefinitely. It also granted both of us special permission to visit her homeland, that island, granted we tell the Department ahead of time.
After sitting in the car signing documents without reading it in full I got ready to board a Department plane. "The branch office will contact you when you arrive. I heard its going to be a bit messy." I sigh as I board.
"Hey! Keep an eye on her for me!" I say before Hatcher drives away.
Evan's House during the trip
Hatcher watched T.V while Tessa watched Hatcher. Whenever Hatcher glanced at Tessa she was looking away.
"Are you done with that?" Tessa looked down at the various documents before her.
"I can just do a paw print right?" Hatcher brought out an ink pad for Tessa.
"Thanks." She then resumed the task at hand and abandoned signing her name on each form.
"So much easier." Nothing much happened. Except a remodel or two.
"Just to accommodate for the married life." Hatcher claimed.
Now the doors were metal and the rooms reinforced even more. The gym got some repairs done and a few additions. "I'm sure they'll be wonderful changes..." Tessa said unconvinced.
Asides from that nothing happened. Hatcher made lunch and they sat down across from each other. They ate quietly, neither saying a word.
"...How long until he's back?"
"It'll be tomorrow." After dinner the answer and response was the same.
"Can't he take me along?"
"Nope." They watched T.V without even acknowledging each other.
"Will he call?"
"I don't know."
Nothing happened at all.
After dinner Tessa went see her renovated room and Hatcher went home. "He'll be back in the morning." Was all she said before driving off.
"She doesn't seem to bad." Hatcher said as she returned to the office.
"...She got rid of all his scent..." Tessa said as she looked around her room.
Six hours after leaving Tessa
"So this is the place." It was surrounded by Special Police and SWAT vehicles.
"Why did they send only one guy?" The man this branch office had saddled me with muttered. He was trying to improve his career in the Department and was dismayed when he saw only me leave the plane.
"Oh pipe down." I mutter as we approach the warehouse.
"Yeah...This is the place." The coordinator from the office here began giving me more details.
"You already know the floor plan. I'll just give you the threat inside." He closed his eyes and thought for a moment.
"Ten female Ogres. Three men upstairs. An unspecified plant species and...a special valkyrie."
I ignore the valkyrie threat completely. The plant could be problematic. The Ogres were hazardous and they had hostages upstairs.
"The Valkyrie is gone by now."
"How do you know this?" I glare at him.
"Trust me. If there was a Valkyrie still in there we'd know about it." One type or another there would be a commotion.
"Alright. I think I have an idea of what to do." I cast off the coat I had on and approach the door in the special equipment. Mostly it was personal armor that didn't restrict my movement.
"Oh get back here already. The Department will send an actual force in a fe––" I take one of several knives I had on me and slash open the palm of my left hand.
Blood freely dripped down onto the asphalt as I approached the door. "Operation is Starting. Clear out!" I call around to the SP and SWAT.
The SP recognizes me and pulls safely back, the SWAT not so much. I then lick up some blood from the cut on my hand. My vision starts to get hazy. Another lick and I tip my hand to drink in more.
After a bit more blood I am ready for combat. I wipe off the remaining blood from my hand to reveal the wound is simple gone. I feel heat rush throughout my body as I start the timer at my belt. An hour, that's all I had for this operation. I replace the knife and face the metal exterior of the warehouse. There are large windows on the second level. I look up at one and easily jump level to it. I grab an edge and swing myself through onto a catwalk beyond.
I saw the Ogres below me scramble to grab debris and junk to throw. One of them finds some machinery instead. I take a few hurried steps as the catwalk behind me gets torn down by flying machinery. This compromised the catwalk as a whole as it shook violently. Some railing broke and I was sent falling down in the midst of all the Ogres.
I land in a crouch, unhurt. "You are violating the rules of the Extraspecies Order maintaining policy. This is––" An Ogress smashed part of a car on me. She roared as Motor oil seeps out of it.
"As I was saying." I say as I step around from behind the car.
"This is punishable by detainment and deportation." I kick the car hard and send it flying back into the Ogress who tried to slam it down on me.
"Let's have some fun!" Is all I say before a big smile spreads across my face. I hate this part of me, this insane bloodlust of mine.
The Next Day
"Tessa might kill me." I tell Hatcher.
"Don't worry about. I'm more worried about the collateral damage." I look at her.
"That's just cold." She stifles a laugh.
"Just give her a big smile and knock on the door." I shake my head and march up to the door. I immediately jump back as it's flung open.
"Evan!" She pounces me. I think we both realize it in midair, this will hurt.
I manage as best I can and catch her with one arm. We spin around as I bring her close and we teeter a bit off balance. "Whoa! I need video of that." Hatcher said as she hurriedly shut her car door and drove off.
We were left alone now, in front of the house. I could feel something coming from Tessa. It wasn't exactly the tender love I expected. She pulled me inside and forced me to sit on the couch. I wince a bit as Tessa begins stripping me.
"H-hey!" She took great care with my left arm since it was in a sling. She radiated a murderous intent as she sniffed me, my clothes, even the sling.
She stood over me and with an unbecoming coldness spoke. "Who did this?" I felt my blood chill as she asked again.
"C-calm down now..." She forces me down with a foot on my chest.
"I am calm. I just want to know who did this to you." Though she wore a smile I felt no calmness from her. I came clean then.
"W-well, my job is to handle situations that lead to detainment and sometimes deportation of other species. This is often dangerous works since I usually deal with the more dangerous sit––"
"Who. Did. This." Right, Hellhound, fierce.
"We were rounding up some detainees after safely completing a mission. One of them, an Ogress, decided I'd be prime husband material."
"The bitch didn't." I swallowed as I felt more murderous intent radiating from her smile.
"S-she seemed really intent on taking me then and there. Thing is, when you have so many officers around a rampaging Ogress, they don't tend to restrain themselves." She had held me with one arm while trying to swat away officers.
Eventually enough stun guns hit her and made her spasm before getting floored. "And that's how I dislocated my arm." Thankfully I'm not fully human. I'm still working off the aftereffects of my...condition so healing is going to be substantially faster.
My most pressing worry is the Hellhound that's chuckling as she heads for the door. "T-Tess."
"...Kill her. I'm going to skin her before..." She reached for the door around the same time I reach her.
I force myself between her and the door. "Calm down. Its all been taken care of. She's getting deported and I won't have to leave for awhile."
Tessa continued to grumble murderous thoughts. I sigh before something hits me. One of her weaknesses.
I tip her head up a bit and give her a kiss. I move away and look her in the eyes. "Honey, I'm home." I said it in the most endearing way possible, banking everything on her feelings for me.
"...E..Ehh..." I saw a small puff of steam escape her before she was pulling me into a loving embrace.
"That's right! Welcome back!" I now had another problem. A clingy Hellhound wife.
When I say clingy I mean she hardly let go of me that day. "T-Tess. I need to make lunch." She was currently hugging me from behind and pressing her breasts against me.
"Oh don't worry. I'll help you out." She gently pushed me out of the way and diced the meat with her claws.
"See, easy. Go on and get the table ready while I take care of things here." Finding it strange that I got kicked out of the kitchen I do as she says. I set out plates and utensils as I hear the sound of a Hellhound cooking.
It was interesting. There was a lot of growling, I can't fathom why. But oddly enough, seeing her moving about the kitchen was very endearing. "Hey Evan, what's this?" I go over to see what she has.
I immediately do a double take. She seemed to have found the little stash under the sink. There was a false bottom there and lots of alcoholic beverages were sitting there in a small cavity under the sink, prime for the taking.
"...You were holding out on me, now weren't ya?" I swallow dryly as whatever she's cooking catches fire. I'm not sure if letting her cook was a good idea now.
"I–I can feed myself."
"Denied, say ahh!" Luckily for me whatever she made was not bad.
Crunchy burnt on the outside but nice medium-rare meat on the inside. The meat didn't taste like much, but I haven't eaten in a day so this was welcomed.
I do as she says and open my mouth.
"What's that? Can't hear you." I feel my face redden as I say ahh.
"Good." She deposited the meat in my mouth.
I felt oddly defeated as she denied me the use of my good arm. She held it as we ate, so she'd alternate between eating and feeding me. On her side of the table I saw a six pack, about half of it gone. Mike was going to have a cow the next time he came to prepare for a party if Tessa kept at it.
"C-can't I have a water?"
"Denied." She said as she pressed the cold beer against my cheek.
"Drinking alone is no fun." I already had one in me and everything was absolutely fine. But that still didn't make what she was doing okay.
"I...I'm okay Tess. I think I can let you eat. I still have one hand."
"Oh nonsense. I quite like this uncomfortable expression you have anyway." She opened the beer.
"Thirsty?" I couldn't really say no.
I was quite honest because of the first beer. "Okay, but we can't have you spilling anymore." She seemed to taunt me as she drank it herself.
"T––" I started speaking when she pressed her mouth to mine. In that way I got something to drink.
As one may guess, I'm not a drinker. I can hold my own against extraspecies and deal with life threatening injuries. But I can't drink. I know this as a fact that neither Sven nor I can hold our drink. And its so embarrassing being drunk.
After giving me drink she parts from me and I let out a slow exhale. My eyes felt heavy and a lot of bad ideas seemed good. "...Wonderful..." I remember saying before asking for more.
"Is that your limit?" I nod slowly. She looks at the beer before setting it down.
"I think you've had enough..." She seemed to have realized this was a bad idea for someone recovering. Though I can't help but be a bit mischievous. I lean close to her and whisper.
"I'm not asking for more to drink..." I saw her ears poke straight up.
"...This is a bad idea..." She said to me.
"Come on...a little won't hurt..." She began to glow.
"I know...if I beg will you...give me more..." She held me at arms length as I saw her begin to bite her lip.
"So what can I do...for my wife? Should I...say ahh..." Her tail doesn't lie. It was wagging like crazy.
"T-that's..." She looked down as her glow increased. She trembled before pulling me into an embrace, her ample breasts nearly smothering me.
"You know...I'm getting turned on..." She told me as she start to let me go.
-Slight Tease scene-
"...This will do..." I take one of her aroused nipples into my mouth and begin teasing it.
"S-stop that...I'm...I'm..." I pull gently on it with my teeth. Tessa forces me back and trembles.
"He's injured and needs to recover. He's injured and needs to recover. He's injured and needs to recover." She repeated this like a mantra to avoid raping me then.
She stands up swiftly and dashed away. I later learned she was using my shower to cool off, something she hates doing. When she came back I was eating calmly.
"That was rude of you. All I wanted was some of your cooking." I'm not sure how much of my newfound mischievousness came across in my smile.
"Why you––" She grips my shoulder hard and I wince in response.
"Ah! Sorry!" This was starting to get entertaining.
After our awkward meal is finished Tessa does the unthinkable and begins cleaning. I'm admiring a lightbulb as I sprawl out on the couch. Not even two beers and I'm like this. The stuff is dangerous. "Evan..." I begin to doze off.
"Evan..." I was really feeling tired. My body hurt, and I thought I saw fire. Fire.
I never realized how a slight trigger during a vulnerable moment could affect one so. Fire, so fierce and beautiful. I remember how it came off her scales as I tried to buy time. That Salamander who took great care in slicing off my arms and legs. It hurt so much, but nothing compared to seeing Sven hurt, to dad dying. It was all one unforgettable experience. I don't know why but I wake up screaming at the top of my lungs.
Phantom pains racked my body as Tessa comes in. "Evan!"
I shove her back roughly as I writhe in agony, trying to get some relief. Finally I'm propped against the wall, my body worse off than earlier. Tessa carefully embraces me and soothes my pain. She helps me calm and to return to the present. I'm not embarrassed to say that we shared a bed then. I was comfortable held by her the rest of the night. She slowly stroked my head as my fear and pain subsided. The last thing that happened was her telling me how much she loves me. She kisses me quickly and my last words are simple and honest.
"I..love you too..."