Right to a Bear's Arms, Ch. 22 (Patreon)

***Content Warning, NSFW***

The entire Leod family rose early the next morning.  There were no events or special plans.  Everyone had gathered in the dining hall for breakfast by the time that Kelin had come downstairs.  He sat with the guys, letting Jeremy gush over new campaign ideas while also balancing it with asking course and campus questions about Arknought University.  Dylan and Bryan ended having to leave not long after they started; Bryan had to go to work and Dylan because the musician was his ride.  They waited however to be able to say goodbye to Kelin properly.

"You make sure you come visit again soon, yeah?" prompted Dylan while he was fiercely hugging Kelin around the shoulders.

"I will," he promised the redhead with a chuckle, slapping at his back for him to let go.  He did so and after he traded grips with Bryan, followed by a fist bump.  "Send me your latest video!"

Bryan winked.  "You know it."  The rest of the Clan bid the boys farewell too and then they left.

Hera had been sitting with the twins, exchanging service stories and places of deployment.  Even Rolf had joined the conversation.  Kelin was thrilled to see Hera able to have someone to talk to about the actual good parts of her military time.  The four of them laughed and shared memories of their Basic Training, which Kelin heard was just as grueling for either species.  She would look over at him every now and then and the two of them would share a smile before they returned to their conversations.  She was dressed very simply today, t-shirt and jeans just like him, but even so, she was as radiant as ever.

As breakfast wound down, Theo stood from his chair and knocked a big-knuckled fist on the wood of the oaken table.  Everyone looked around at him.  He raised his cup.  "A toast to the Crazy Leods," he chuckled.  They all joined in, lifting cups, flagons, tankards, Rolf even have been using a real drinking horn despite that all he was drinking was orange juice.  "Skol!" Theo called and they mirrored him.  All drank.  He put his cup back down.  "As much fun as these last couple days have been, I think it's time we sent Tyr and our newest family member on their way."

There were a few sighs and groans.  Ingrid chimed in.  "We don't want to seem like we're asking you to leave," she added.  "But we know that the interstate can get very crowded if you don't get onto them by around this time.  Kelin, you keep up with your schoolwork."

"Ja, Moder," Kelin chuckled.

She beamed at him then turned her eyes to Hera.  "And Hera, you are welcome at any time."

Hera returned the smile.  "I would be happy and honored to rest beneath the Leod roof again," she intoned, bowing her head slightly in a deep, respectful nod, slightly baring her throat out of deference.  Ingrid and Theo mirrored it.

Rolf snorted.  "And besides that, we just like having you around," he stated, which made everyone chime in agreement.

Kelin glanced at his Ursid girlfriend and they shared a nod.  They stood from their chairs and everyone did so as well.  Kelin went upstairs to gather his things while Hera presumably went down to the basement to do the same.  In short order, they had all walked outside to the front yard where last hugs, handshakes, kisses, and teasing remarks were shared by each and every member of his crazy, loving family.  His mother must have taken a double round.

"Don't be a stranger," he told Jeremy when he got to his best friend.  "You call or text me at any time, brother."

The young man grinned and pulled Kelin in for a hug which he happily shared, both of them slapping one another's backs.  "Will do.  I'll send you my schedule once the school confirms everything."

"Absolutely.  I'll even give you a tour of the campus the first chance you get to come up.  Hell, maybe next time I and Hera come visit, we can bring you back up with us and show you around."  He glanced at Hera and she nodded firmly.

She took her turn, giving Jeremy a hug as well but very gently.  She whispered something into his ear, which made Kelin arch an eyebrow curiously at, and to which Jeremy responded in kind.  They separated and the whole family stepped back to wave while standing at the entrance to the front steps.  Behind the gate to the backyard, the pack of family dogs barked and whined to see the pair of them go.

Feeling guilty, Kelin walked over and gave each and every one of the dogs a loving pat on the head.  His main girl, Skadi, jumped up and planted her big paws on the edge of the fence to get an extra vigorous head pat and return the affection with a lick to his hand before she settled back down.  He rejoined Hera at the truck where they said one final goodbye, along with one more sniffling hug from Ingrid to both of them.

"Text me!" Idona called from behind the hyrd, pushing her way slightly more to the front.

Kelin grinned cheekily.  "Why would I want to text you?" he teased and several members of the clan laughed.

She stuck out her tongue.  "I was talking to Hera, you numbskull."

Hera grinned.  "Of course I will.  You text me too!"  Idona gave a thumbs up and again, everyone waved.  She turned to him at last and her eyes shone like warm honey down at him.  "Let us get going, my Little Tyr," she murmured softly.

He smiled right back up at her.  They leaned toward one another and Hera rubbed her wet, cold black nose against his.  Everyone gave out either simpering sounds of affection or retching noises.  "Oh shut up, all of you!" he called at them in mock anger.  Everyone laughed.  He and his girlfriend climbed up into her borrowed monster-sized truck and the engine roared to life.

They set up the GPS to give them their path and ETA back to Arknought and then the wheels began to churn.  Slowly, they rumbled down the driveway and away from the house.  Kelin's family did not go inside, still standing there waving.  As they rounded the turn in the road, the line of trees once again concealed his childhood home.  Leaving was always hard, even if he knew it was where he would always come back to.

As they pulled out onto the interstate once again and set their sights on the long drive home, Kelin became aware of something that, other than a drive around in town yesterday that he didn't know he wasn't prepared for again: being alone with Hera.  He glanced over at her as their truck roared down the left-hand lane on cruise control.  Other cars zipped by them in buzzing blurs.  The sunlight was just behind her head through the driver's side door, illuminating her fur and silver hair gloriously.  Her beauty took his breath away and he felt once again that rush of amazement that she was his girlfriend.

Hera, for her part, immediately seemed to notice he was staring at her.  She glanced to the side, having been focused on driving.  Her expression lit up, a small smile creasing her muzzle and crinkling her eyes.  He looked away quickly, feeling suddenly embarrassed and nervous.  He jumped when one of her paws brushed his on the center divider. He looked up at her again then smiled, relaxing.  His fingers wove in-between hers and she turned her attention back to the road.

They drove like that for quite a while, neither saying much.  Kelin wasn't sure why he felt so awkward.  Was it because of last night?  Was it the idea of going back to the city and the uncertainty there?  What was he so scared of anyway?  He had her.  He clenched his hand a bit tighter around the thick, furry fingers in his grasp and she hummed beside him.

"You are quiet," she noted a few mile markers later.  They glanced at one another again.  "Did you sleep well last night?  You seem distracted.  If you are tired, feel free to close eyes while I drive."

He smiled sheepishly.  He doubted there was anything that he could keep from her, not that he would ever want to.  "No, no, I slept okay," he said at first, then relented.  "Tossed and turned quite a bit but I'm not sleepy.  Kept wanting to...text you.  I know that's kind of lame."

"Is not lame," she corrected him.  Her big thumb pad rubbed over his knuckles.  "Is sweet."

He flushed.  "Well...how did you sleep last night?"

"I slept wonderfully," she told him.  "Very good dreams."  Her tone sounded so sweet and innocent.

The greatest joy possible to him was to know how far she had come.  She sounded happy, and he couldn't stop the immense swell of personal pride he felt in knowing he had helped her achieve that.  He imagined she hadn't slept well in a long time.

"Yeah?" he asked, smiling more.  "Can I ask what they were about?"

She shrugged.  "Simple things.  Nothing special.  I do not remember them now but I know they were nice."  She turned to look over at him again.  "I have been sleeping much better since you came into my life."

His face warmed to have her acknowledge what he had been personally, and selfishly, congratulating himself about.  He nervously looked away despite the goofy grin that spread across his face for a second.  Why was he feeling this way?  What had changed?  Nothing.  Absolutely nothing about them had changed since last night.  But then why was he acting like such a weirdo?  He could barely look at her right now without feeling...  His chest twinged.

"S-so," he coughed.  "What did you and Jeremy talk about when we were all saying goodbye?" he asked.

He heard Hera scoff and he glanced over to notice she had given him a wink.  "That is secret, if Kelin must be so bold as to ask."

He arched an eyebrow.  Being confrontational with her, especially teasing, was way easier right now than his overly emotional, too-giddy state.  "Holding secrets from your boyfriend with his nearly-adopted brother now are we?" he teased.

"Chertovski!" she replied curtly.  When he blinked non-plussed at her, she just giggled.  Again, he was endearingly shocked; it was such a demure and girlish sound to come out of such a large woman.  "Damn straight," she said then in English.  She winked at him again.

He rolled his eyes and crossed his arms, taking back his hand from her paw.  "Well fine, be that way."

Hera's paw slid over to him and brushed his cheek easily.  He glanced over at her and saw that she was still smiling that same, warm, soft smile.  It melted his fake-icy walls like sunlight on frost.  How could one person be so beautiful?

"Has anyone ever told you that you are very jealous person?" she teased once she saw he had relaxed.  Her expression twinkled mischievously.  "Do you not trust girlfriend?  Or best friend?"

He looked down, now feeling guilty even for playing this game.  "Of course I do I was just..." he sighed, chest twinging again.  He looked out the window of his seat.  "I'm sorry...it was just a joke."

Her paw brushed his cheek again and slid down to take hold of his hand once more.  He willingly gave it and her padded palm folded over his knuckles, enveloping him to the wrist.  She squeezed once.  "My Kelin..." she breathed softly and he closed his eyes at how amazing those words sounded.

'Don't cry.  Don't cry.  Don't cry!' he told himself mentally.

"You have nothing to fear," she continued speaking, voice soft and gentle.  "I know that...being with me has not been as easy as you deserve, but you must know that Hera loves her Kelin more than I ever thought I could."  He looked back to her and she was facing the road, driving easily with one paw still.  "I will do everything in my power to make you as happy as you have made me.  That is promise.  I do not want to think where I would be without you."

Kelin's heart swelled and he sniffed softly, looking away again.  He once again wormed his fingers between hers and held onto her as fiercely as he could.  This made her croon softly next to him.  "I don't want to imagine not being with you either," he relented.  "And I don't care that things haven't been what you'd call a 'normal' relationship between us.  I wouldn't change one day of my life since you came into it.  Not one.  This is my normal.  You are my home."

"As you are mine."  They met one another's eyes and then looked away once more.  The butterflies in Kelin's stomach fluttered around in joyous spirals and dances.  "If Kelin must know," Hera said a few moments later, taking a deep inhale as if she were trying to rein in her own emotions.  "I was thanking Jeremy."

"Thanking him for what?" he asked.

"For keeping you safe," she replied.  He furrowed his brows and glanced at her.  She kept her gaze forward as she passed a semi-truck.  "I told him that I owed him everything for keeping you safe till the day you saved me from myself."

Kelin swallowed hard.  "What did...he say then?"

"He said that you saved him too.  And that he was happy to have a sister like me, and that it was my job to protect you now.  A job that I take and accept with whole heart."

'That idiot,' Kelin grumbled to himself while rubbing at the corner of one of his eyes.  He thought about making another macho comment or teasing her that he didn't need saving, but it faded.  There really wasn't much to say right then.  Everything he needed to say was accomplished by just holding onto her paw.  He looked out the passenger window.

Cars and scenery flashed by rapidly on the other side of the highway.  He let his eyes unfocus, letting those blurry shapes meld with the road signs, mile markers, and billboards they passed.  It was nothing but the open road as far as the eye could see, occasionally the flat plain deviating onto a hill or rise.  Hera would occasionally take her paw back every so often but it always returned to hold onto his.  It was like a universal constant, grounding him back into reality every time his mind began to wander.

A while later, Hera spoke up.  "Is there anything you would like to do or go to when we get back to city?"

He glanced up.  "Like what?"

She shrugged.  "Plans to make?  Or does Kelin need to get back to school work?"

"Probably," he relented with a sigh.  "Nothing due immediately but it's always better to be ahead of the game."

"But nothing urgent to be done," confirmed Hera and he glanced at her again.  Her expression had not changed, open and happy.  She caught his curious look and she looked away again.  "Would like to go home and take shower myself.  Is there stuff can be done for school at apartment rather than dorm?"

He thought about it.  "Sure, I suppose.  I have my laptop after all with me."

Hera hummed.  "Good, then we go back to my place."  They were silent for a bit more before she spoke up again.  He didn't mind at all, although she almost seemed like she was reaching for any topic of conversation.  "What is Kelin's favorite color?"

Blinking, he considered it.  "Well...that's a toss-up."

"Toss-up?" she inquired, perking up her ears a bit more.

"Yeah," he confirmed and settled back into his seat a bit more.  He felt very small in it, considering this monster-sized pickup had been built for much larger occupants than himself.  "Dark blue has always been great, but I also tend to love deep reds, purples...  But when it comes to absolute favorite, it's based off a memory from when I was a kid."

Hera listened as he spoke, changing lanes again as someone seemed intent on speeding around them.  He heard her growl something softly underneath her breath that sounded like, "Where is police when you need them...?" at the guy refusing to use his turn signal and that just made him chuckle.  "What is memory?" she asked after they had sped off out of sight.

"So we were all driving through the Rocky Mountains," he explained, eager to relay this story.  "It was either really late or really early, and we were in an old suburban that we used to own.  The guys and Uncle Rolf were asleep in the back pair of seats, Idona and Aunt Ulle leaning up against one another in the chair beside me, and there was some old cartoon movie on the built-in VCR player.  Dad was driving and Mom was reading using a little lamp mounted on her glasses."

Hera blinked.  "Ingrid uses glasses?"

He nodded.  " She needs help seeing up close.  She's far-sighted, not near-sighted like me and Rolf."  Hera nodded, understanding.  He continued.  "So we're on this mountain road trail, and it's just us.  And I just so happened to look up as we drove around a curb.  There was this mountain beside us past the sheer drop of the cliff.  It had a thick layer of mist all over the base and it was covered in these gorgeous, dark pine trees.  The whole thing was this beautiful, nearly pitch-black dark green, but accented by the silver of the mist so that it stuck out all the more.  The sun was right behind the mountain and casting a purple haze on the borders."  He closed his eyes, seeing it once again.  "That...is my favorite color."

He heard Hera sniff softly and he looked up and over at her.  She was smiling more, eyes just barely glistening before she wiped at them.  He furrowed his eyebrows in concern at upsetting her but she squeezed his hand in her paw firmly, alleviating his worries.  "Kelin is such...beautiful soul," she commented.  "That sounds like most beautiful color in world."

He looked down, feeling a bit embarrassed suddenly.  He knew that being long-winded and overly explanative was a side effect of growing up with his historian of a father but he had always wanted to tell stories like Theo did.  "What's...uhh...your favorite?" he asked, hoping to turn the conversation to less emotional or sappy routes.

Hera blinked and wiggled her nose, steeling herself back up, then she seemed to think about it.  "Light purple," she stated a moment later.  "Always liked how it looked on my fur.  See?"  He noticed her moving slightly in his peripherals and he looked to the side.  His eyes went wide as she deliberately pulled the hem of her shirt more open and played a finger underneath the strap of a lilac-colored bra before she let go of it and fixed her top.  She continued speaking, seemingly not noticing his reaction.  "But I also like red and black.  Look good on me."

He coughed and looked away.  He wasn't as used to, even now, how open Anthros could be about stuff like that.  Even so, what was his deal?  It was just a bra strap.  It wasn't like she had flashed him or something...  He imagined the visual of that and immediately tried not to a moment later.  He didn't need to be pondering the texture of that specific set.  Had it looked lacy?  'Stop it!' he growled firmly at his male brain.

"Which do you think is best?" she asked, distracting him.  He looked over, meeting her eyes and noticed just a hint of a playful tint to her golden orbs.  He glared just a little bit.  She did know what that had done, if only a little bit.

"For what?" he asked, trying to play it off innocently.

"Colors.  On me."  She gave him a big smile, teeth flashing.  "Purple, red, or black?"

Kelin eyed her suspiciously.  He could never tell what was going on behind her eyes.  "This feels like a trap."

She laughed, the sound ringing like music.  "It is not trap, Kelin.  I am just asking for opinion.  I like dressing pretty for you."  She gave him such a glowing grin that he felt a little sheepish for assuming she had other, more devious objectives in mind.

He sighed and smiled back at her.  "Well...I guess one of the prettiest colors on you would have to be black," he started.  "Since it contrasts so much with your white fur."

"Do you like the tighter clothes or the looser ones?" she asked then.  "Say we were on date and I wanted to really make you go 'Wow my girlfriend is super hot and sexy and cute'.  How would I do that?"

He met her gaze with complete honesty.  "You do that anyway, no matter how you are dressed.  I've seen you in sweatpants and hoodies, Hera, with your hair all frizzy and crazy.  I've seen you wearing your old, faded tie-dye shirts and yoga pants, and in your super short stuff that shows off everything about you.  You look absolutely beautiful no matter what you're wearing and you blow me away every single time I see you.  It's like...I see you and the sun just shines off of and from you all at once.  I spend so long every day just staring at you wondering how the heck I got so lucky as to call you mine."

Hera's playfulness fell away and she fluffed up quite a bit beneath his eyes.  She looked away then, rubbing at her nose with a furry finger and looking disgruntled.  "...Kelin is avoiding question," she noticed a few seconds later, glancing at him smugly.  "Uniform by the way is not black.  Will that be problem?"

"Hel no," he stated bluntly.  "I know it doesn't show any skin or fur either, but I still really wanna see it."  He flushed a second later and then, feeling a bit bolder, added, "Honestly...it is hard to imagine what looks best on you.  Your fur is always so beautiful when it catches the light that I sometimes can't help but stare at how it moves or flows."

She hummed, sounding incredibly pleased, and her paw reached back for his once again.  He took it happily.  "I am lucky to have you too, you know," she commented, almost trying to sound confrontational but it didn't have the usual spirit they bantered back and forth with.  She just held onto him firmly as they continued to drive.  She seemed to be deep in thought and he just let her be.  He was happy enough just reveling in her company.

The drive home was like that for almost the entire trip.  They didn't play road games or even listen to music.  It was just a happy, calm, quiet drive, staying next to one another and watching the scenery pass by as they slowly crawled closer across the GPS screen towards their destination.  Eventually, Kelin could see the spires and fang-like skyscrapers of Arknought looming in the distance.  When he had first seen it, he had thought the city looked intimidating and scary.  How little he could have prepared mentally for the joyous ride he would witness in the shadows of those colossal structures.

Just as they were nearing Hera's apartment, storm clouds had begun to billow overhead.  Light sprinkling started up a few moments later.  Hera looked annoyed, rubbing at her leg a bit as if it pained her, but Kelin liked the rain.  It reminded him of the night he first came to the gym.  As they pulled into the parking structure and waved at the guard attending it, the rain had begun to pour down much more heavily.  They grabbed their stuff and made a mad dash out of the garage and to her building's front door.  They were quite soaked by the time they got inside, panting and laughing.

The doorman sat up a bit.  It wasn't Westley but instead an Avian man, feathers patterned like a Goshawk.  He blinked rapidly at them.  "Welcome to the building," he chirped.  "Are either of you a resident?"

Hera nodded and pulled out her keycard.  The man swiped it and then nodded.  "Thank you," Hera replied as she took it back from his alar-clawed fingers.  Kelin thought it was fascinating that Avians had actual hands along with their winged arms.  They exchanged nods with him and climbed into the elevator.  Their bags took a bit of tricky handling to make fit inside with them.  The doors closed and they were alone once again.  Hera leaned a bit against him and he returned the pressure.

Once they arrived at her floor, she led the way to her door.  Unlocking it and flicking on the light, they filed inside.  They placed their bags off to the side and Kelin leaned down to begin pulling out his laptop.  He stopped when Hera's paw touched his hand.  He looked back up at her, arching an eyebrow.

She was smiling down at him.  She said nothing, just holding onto his hand as if she wasn't quite ready to let go of his.  He shrugged and turned back around, folding their hands together fully once again.  She took a deep breath a few moments later, closing her eyes, and then seemed to force herself to let go.  She said something in a language that wasn't English, but it was so soft that he wasn't sure if it was in Anthra or Russian.

"Hera, you okay?" he asked.

She nodded.  Her eyes opened again and she leaned down to kiss him.  She tasted like breakfast had.  "I am going to take shower," she announced as she leaned away after a long, lingering few seconds of their mouths gently pushing against one another's.  She stood abruptly back up and turned to walk away down the hallway.  He was still reeling from the kiss and couldn't help but notice the sashay of her hips and the bob of her little tail sticking up over the hem of her tight jeans.  Did she always wiggle that much?

She cast him one last look as she rounded the corner of the bathroom door, eyes smoldering and happy, before she stepped past it and out of sight.  The door clicked closed.

Taking a deep breath, Kelin shook himself and sat down on her massive couch to pull out his laptop.  He connected to the wifi, using a cheat card she had nearby, and pulled up the school directory and portal.  He had an email from an instructor who had been pleased with his latest project.  He answered it, fingers tapping rapidly across his keyboard.  He preferred a desktop if only because of the raised, satisfying click of a real set of keys as he wrote.  A laptop just didn't have the right texture to him.

He checked on course work, added notes, and traded a few emails with a classmate on a shared activity they were scheduled to meet about on Friday.  They were really cool and despite being a freshman were already in more advanced classes.  He and her got along well.  Down the hall, he heard the shower still running.

He busied himself as much as he could but he rapidly ran out of things to do, so he started surfing on his phone.  While perusing his social media accounts and checking on the family's Facebook page to see how the latest two videos were doing, already in the hundreds of Likes, he shyly found himself opening his text messages a second later and scrolling through his and Hera's last conversation.

Her color-swapped image leaped out to him and he stared hard at her adorable, teasing and flirtatious expression as she openly flaunted her goods.  He almost found himself wondering how she had managed to take the picture since both her paws were...occupied.  He barely registered hearing the bathroom door open and the creak of the floor as Hera crossed the hall, obviously going into her bedroom.  He almost thought about trying to sneak a peek but he was too slow and only saw her door just then closing behind her.  Grumbling with a smile, he rolled his eyes and clicked away from his messages.  His phone took that exact moment to chime with an alert.

"Kelin, do you want to take a shower too?" Hera asked.

He blinked at the screen.  "No, I think I'm okay.  I took one just last night.  I didn't even get that wet from the rain."

"Ok ^-^" Hera sent, making him grin at the adorableness of her using text-emojis.  "Can I ask you for a favor then?"

"Sure?"

"Can you bring me a towel?  I thought I had one in here, but I don't."

He chuckled.  "What do you do to dry off without one then?"

"I shake in shower, obviously.  Gets the worst of the water out of my fur and then I walk in here, grab towels, and dry my hair off fully since it is the most absorbent."

He rolled his eyes.  "Fine."  She thanked him with another bear emoji and he walked into the bathroom.  "Which cabinet?" he yelled, reaching up to the top one and barely managing to put his hand inside from the height.

"Middle!" called Hera.

"Found em," he responded, pulling out a massive blue towel and folded it over his arm.  It easily reached his legs and he closed the door behind him.  Without even thinking about it, he opened her bedroom door and stepped inside.  It was darker in here since she hadn't turned on a light but her closet one was on.  "Here you go," he said, looking up to see where Hera was.

He assumed that she had been in the closet, getting dressed.  She wasn't.

He assumed that she was dressed at all.  She wasn't.

Kelin's eyes went completely round.  Hera sat on the edge of her bed, fur illuminated by the soft glow of her closet light.  The Fenrir amulet hung down between her breasts, glinting in the dimness.  Just like in the picture, it was all that she was wearing.  Her mane of silver hair hung down over one shoulder and she stared at him evenly.  She leaned slowly back onto her paws, openly displaying herself for all the world, meaning him, to see every single inch of her glorious, Ursid, muscular, furry, completely naked body.

Words failed him.  His mouth had fallen open, still mouthing the last syllable that he had uttered.  The towel hung limply in his grasp and his eyes were locked onto her.  They roved, unable to stop themselves from exploring every part of her.  Some girls used their clothes to pump themselves up or hoist things higher or make them look bigger.  Some wore tight clothes to accentuate curves, while more preferred looser clothes to hide what they considered to be imperfections.  Hera hid nothing, boosted nothing, and needed no aid from clothing to make herself look like the most knock-out, drop-dead gorgeous, terrifyingly attractive woman in the whole world.  She was all-natural, all real, and every facet of her attention focused squarely on him.

There was a long silence.  Her smile just continued to grow more and more, starting off as cheeky and teasing and rapidly widening to a full-on leer at her dumb-struck boyfriend.  "I could not decide what to wear," she prompted, at last, arching her head to the side and deliberately doing the same with her spine, forcing her chest out more toward him.  "Red, black, purple, blue...So I decided to go with none of them.  Kelin said after all that he likes the fur most."

He nodded, dumbly.  His mouth was still hanging open.  All he could hear inside his brain was radio static as his brain cells frantically rushed around, trying to coordinate even a single mental action or just a simple word.  Kelin.exe had crashed and was taking serious time to reboot.

She leaned back a bit more, now fully supporting her weight on her elbows.  She flipped her hair fully to the side, cascading ripples of silver streaming down her muscular shoulder.  "My hair is dry after all," she commented.  "I do not need towel."

It fell to the floor from his slackened grip.

Hera chuckled, voice dark, rich, and rumbling around the room.  "Shut door, won't you?  Is a bit drafty in here.  Would not want you to catch cold."  She rolled slowly onto her side, posing with one paw supporting her head.  "Your clothes are wet too.  Take them off and Hera will warm you back up."

He swallowed hard.  His body had begun to tremble all over from indecision and the frantic, nearly tingling rush of blood throughout his nerves as he tried to will himself to do something!  His girlfriend was completely naked, giving him the most come-hither look to outdo all other come-hithers in recent history, perhaps all time.  She was openly, willingly inviting him to join her in bed.  And he was paralyzed where he stood.

Her eyes glinted and her Aggression spiked.  Her smile had since turned hungry.  "Kelin.  Clothes.  Off."

Her harsher tone jumpstarted him and he numbly lifted his hands to one arm of his shirt.  Gripping the sleeve, he pulled his arm out of it and then pulled the rest up over his head and off the other side, exposing his upper body.  Hera's face relaxed a bit and she stared happily at his bare torso, eyes locking onto his tattoo again and lingering across the line of his pants.

Only then did Kelin, hands on his belt, pause again.  "I...thought we were waiting and not wanting to rush things?  Are you sure this is okay?" he asked nervously.  What the hell was wrong with him?!  Why was he asking this?!  She was telling him to undress and get in bed with her.  There were no clearer signals on Earth.

For her part, Hera actually laughed.  "I realize I said I could wait.  I do not want to pressure you.  But...thought occurred to me on drive home."  At his curious and still flustered expression, she beckoned him over and made room for him on the bed, sitting up once again.  He sat down nervously beside her and immediately her large, furry bulk pressed against him in a comforting pressure.  Naked or not, she felt amazing to feel so close to.  "Is Kelin scared?" she asked him, one paw sliding over his lap and the other wrapping gently around his shoulders.

"Scared?" he asked, looking up at her.  "Of what?"  She wiggled her ears and she squeezed his thigh with one paw.  His face colored.  "Oh."  He chuckled awkwardly.  "And...you won't be mad if I tell you the truth?"  She nodded.  He took a deep breath.  "No, I'm not scared of it, or you.  I just...I want to be...enough."  He hung his head a bit, bangs falling down over his face.

Hera held him against her, paw rubbing his shoulder and arm in minute little movements.  "How could you ever not be enough for me?" she asked, voice soft.  "You are best thing to ever happen to me.  I love you."

He touched her paw with his hand.  "No, I know all of that, and I love you too.  So much that it scares me sometimes.  I mean...physically enough."  He forced himself to look up at her.  Her eyes still hadn't grasped what he meant so he pointedly looked down at his waist, at her paw still rubbing his thigh.

Hera finally got it.  She fluffed up just a bit but her smile widened.  "That is last worry of mine," she told him.  She leaned forward then, weight bowling him over and pinning him against the bed, half burying him underneath her mass of muscle and fur and soft curves.  Her muzzle drifted across his freshly shaven cheek, along his throat.  Her nose was cold and thrilling, her teeth rubbing very lightly across his skin.  Pressure pushed against his waist as she deliberately rubbed her paw over a very sensitive area.  "Do you trust me?" she asked, whispering it into his ear.

"Of course I do," he murmured back at her.  The pressure atop him lifted slightly and then Hera was looming right over him.  Her hair fell all around her ursine face like a curtain of starlight.  She slowly lowered her body back down across his, pushing herself deliberately against him.  Her fur was so soft against his bare skin.

"Then let me handle everything...you have no reason to be afraid.  My little Tyr..."

Her lips brushed his and he leaned up into it with a deep sigh of satisfaction at her warm taste and the texture of her dark lips.  They kissed for a long while, sharing sensations, testing one another's tongues with their own.  His hands had stayed tame for a while but eventually began to roam more boldly.  Passive desires and curiosities were explored to his heart's content.  His hands traced the curve of her spine, as low as he could reach, even tickling her short tail which made her giggle against him but also growl in warning.

He tested the solidity of her arms, wider than his thighs, the breadth of her shoulders, even shyly groping at her chest.  At her eager thrusting them against his touch, he quickly grew bolder; her pleasured growls encouraged him to do so as much as he liked.  He indulged completely, using both hands, and then adding in his mouth, which only made Hera snarl primarily.  They would often break apart from his worshipping of her chest only to kiss again.  When they finally broke apart for air, he leaned his face down and planted his nose right into her collarbone, inhaling deeply of the floof there.  Her scent was a thousand times stronger and better at that exact spot.

Hera rubbed at the back of his head with a paw, a pair of fingers gently undoing his hair tie and letting his raven locks fall around his face.  She then took her turn to explore his body once they had recovered from his.  He settled back, allowing and encouraging her to nibble and touch as much as she wanted.  The longer they went, the hotter their breath and bodies seemed to be becoming.  Unlike him, she wasted no time in letting her touch wander wherever she bid it to.  His breath caught in his throat as she again deliberately rubbed across the front of his jeans before a clawed finger hooked into the hem and undid the button there with the deftest little flick.  Her breath got heavier against his throat and her scent spiked up even more as he helped her worm himself out of his jeans to a point just out of his immediate reach.

"Kelin..." she panted softly into his ear.  "You trust Hera, yes?"

He nodded, mouth still buzzing pleasantly with her after taste.

"Good, because I needed your consent for this."

Her jaws opened suddenly.   He only saw a flashing glimpse of her teeth before she fastened her mouth onto his throat.  A single, exhilarating pang of fear jolted through him despite everything as her hot muzzle closed across the side of his neck and shoulder.  He could feel her teeth, causing depressions in his skin that could all too easily break through at the slightest increase in pressure.  His brain tried to register that it hurt, that he was scared, but, right at that exact same time, her paw forced its way inside of his loosened waistband and took a firm hold of what had been contained there.  Then the heat of her mouth and the groping strength of her handhold upon his most intimate part hit all at once.

Kelin stiffened, in more ways than one.  He tried drawing in a ragged breath that the weight of her bite only slightly restricted.  It was...hot.  He'd never experienced being turned on quite this way before, and never so much so fast.  He felt deliciously powerless.  He'd always heard the jokes about this kind of stuff as she gnawed very gently on his skin even as her massive paw stroked him, testing the shape inside of his boxers.  Her paw completely enveloped him, the pads on the interior wonderfully textured to couple with the sheer fluffy softness of her fur.  She growled then against him and another jolt shot through his body, as that sound literally rattled every inch of him from head to toe.  Her tongue pressed against his throat then, relieving the slightly painful sting of her teeth and soothing it.  Her mouth lifted a second later and she rose up again.

The Ursid was panting softly for breath.  Kelin's skin felt raw and heavily worked over and she gazed down at him through hooded, glowing yellow eyes.  Her smile widened and that look did something to Kelin.  He realized then, that, no matter how rough she got, how feral she seemed to have become, and how startling this shift in her base personality was, she was still Hera.  And she loved him.  The weight of that realization made tears spring into his eyes at the way she was gazing down at him, even as his neck throbbed slightly where she had been biting him.  No one had ever looked at him like that.  He had never loved someone as much as he loved her either.

Her paw had paused in its rubbing of him.  She recognized the look in his eyes too.  The Ursid, reached up with her other paw and stroked along his cheek, stroking his hair, and then pressed her forehead against his.  She whispered something to him, that same soft phrase in Russian.  She followed it up with the gentlest kiss he had ever felt.

It broke him.  Tears flowed unbidden out of his eyes and he wrapped his arms around her neck, clinging to her.  God he was such a mess...  He felt her paw leaving his waist and wrapping up around his back, holding him against her easily up off the bed.

"I'm sorry..." he hiccuped into her chest and shoulder, unable to stop himself.  "I'm...I'm not meaning to cry...I don't want to ruin the mood it just feels..."

Hera cut him off by crooning.  It wasn't her usual one either.  It alternated tones and pitches and he realized she was humming a soft song.  It soothed his worries, assuaged his doubts, and calmed his fears.  He relaxed fully into her grip and she nuzzled down against him.  Her scent had changed, from harsh and musky to something warm and comforting.  Then she was leaning back and then down.  She licked his cheek.

Just like that, they started laughing.  It made no sense, but then again, it didn't need to.  Their foreheads touched again and she rubbed her nose against his.  He looked up into her eyes and she smiled.  She nodded.  He returned it.

Then she began to lift up and off of him.  His eyes followed her as she moved as she slid slowly down his body.  Every few inches, her muzzle descended and she pressed a soft kiss against his bare skin.  It felt wonderful, a warmth coupled with the coolness of her wet nose.  The heat only seemed to grow as she kept going further and further south.  She paused at his waistband, giving loving and special attention to his tattoo and then continuing yet lower to just above the pelvis.  The kiss she pressed there made him chuckle, as it tickled slightly.  Her smile turned a little devilish and she nommed there for a bit, teasing him with her teeth and chin fur.  He writhed beneath her, quickly losing his breath.

Suddenly, he was sucking it all back in at the feeling of a hot kiss to something much different and even lower than she had been.  Even while she had been tickling him, her paws had somehow used the distraction to pull his jeans further down his legs until they were only held on by his ankles.  She then tugged them off completely, followed by his socks.   She began to do the same with his boxers.  He couldn't help but watch as she kept pulling the hem of his boxers lower, and lower, sliding them ever so slowly off his hips and then further down his thighs.  More of his pelvis and the neatly trimmed area below it began to show.

Finally, as the boxers passed his thighs, they couldn't conceal him any longer.  He sprang up from his confinement.  He wasn't embarrassed nor considered himself below average, and he took very good care to always keep himself clean.  Even so, he felt like a virgin all over again as Hera neatly focused on removing his boxers and placing them on the ground before she returned her gaze to her unwrapped prize.

He expected to see her look disappointed.  While not small, it was something else to try and compare himself to what an Anthro might have possessed for a lower limb.  He thought she might even look amused at the shape, probably different than any of her other flames of the past, not that he believed that she was the type to sleep around with a lot of people.  She inspected it from every angle, lightly using her paws to turn and lift or lower it from time to time.  Even the lightest touch had him wriggling.  She even gripped it between two fingertips and pulled down slightly, revealing the head since he wasn't circumcised.

To his utter disbelief, she smiled.  Her eyes lit up once again and she stared at it like it was everything she had ever hoped for.  She looked...happy.  Her fingers formed a loose ring around his base and she pumped them up and down once, watching how it made him writhe and wriggle before her.  He tried not to but he ended up making a stiff whimpering sound that was so entirely non-manly that he immediately hid his face in a pillow.

Below him, he felt more than saw Hera slowly sliding up off of the bed fully.  He expected the worst, only for his hips and entire body to swivel to the side at a steady pull from her paws on his lower body.  He was now laying crossways across the bed, pillow left behind, with his legs dangling over the side.  Hera kneeled in front of him on the ground.  She kept smiling at him, eyes scanning up and down his body but always returning to the proud tower at his waist.  She let out a hot breath across the bell-end and he gritted his teeth.  He was more sensitive right now than he had ever been.

Hera rose up above him and he almost felt a thrill of fear and expectation, not knowing what she was going to do, before he saw that she was snagging a hair tie from her nightstand.  She swept her hair back out of her face and into its loose braid again as she kneeled down in front of him once more.  Then she resumed her grip on his shaft and resumed idly playing with it.  It was gentle torture, an explorative moment for her as she examined everything about her little human's not-so-little member.  She pushed her muzzle against the side of it, inhaling and he about lost his cool.  She looked so...devoted to it.  Fascinated by it.  She did the same thing to the orbs underneath, cupping them in her big paw and nuzzling softly.

Then, at last, she lifted up and leaned her chest across his lap.  He completely disappeared in that sea of bountiful bear bosom and she smiled right down at him.  She began softly rubbing back and forth with those huge, mountainous globes, giving him a real grasp of just how soft they were, as well as how firm.  The pressure was excruciatingly wonderful and he was completely at her mercy.

Then he heard her soft voice in his ear.  "Tell me something, my Kelin," she whispered.  Her voice did things to him, making him wriggle and groan beneath her even more despite that she hadn't changed her weight or speed on him.

"W-what?" he croaked out, teeth gritted and his hands knuckling into her sheets.

"When was last time that you...played?"

His eyes shot open and he looked into her face.  His went rapidly red and he clamped his mouth shut.  He had no idea why but that was the very last thing he had expected her to ask, and the last thing he wanted to tell her.

She smiled, that same, warm, slightly-hungry but nothing short of loving expression.  She cocked her head to the side, switching how she moved from up and down to side to side.  He felt himself shifting about beneath those orbs before something snagged and he was abruptly enveloped on all sides by both globes of furry flesh.  Her arms tightened at the sides, trapping him in that pillowy prison of plushness.  She lifted up off of him again but kept him stuck there in her cleavage.  Her paws took a hold of each side of her breasts and firmed up her grip on them, and him, even more.  Her necklace jingled there atop them as she started to move again.

"I'm waiting~," she sang down at him, moving slowly and purposefully to egg him on but not too fast.  It felt so good that it was nearly debilitating.

"I d-don't...want to say..." he whined.  Since when had he ever sounded like that?  Did he even really care?  He had used to think of himself as a pretty passionately dominant lover, even entertained the fantasies of seeing if he could be Hera's 'little Dom' as well as her Little Tyr.  And now?  He was fully and completely unable to not submit everything about himself to her every wim.

"Was it...last night?" she growled huskily.  He clenched his eyes tightly shut as she started moving a bit faster, using the canyon and surrounding plushness of her chest to grip and stimulate him more than he had ever felt in his life.  "When you were supposed to be going to bed after teasing me with that wonderful picture?"

He kept quiet, using every ounce of willpower he had from spouting off the obvious answer.

Her speed increased again and his eyes shot open wide.  Her breath was huffing out of her now at her pace and yet she never looked away from his face.  "You can tell Hera..." she teased, voice so smokingly hot that it was a wonder that the Ursid wasn't breathing fire.  "I will not be mad..."

He nodded very fast.

His girlfriend let out a deep, rumbling giggle.  It was entirely different from her usual one. This one totally fit, coming from a woman like her.  "Any girl might wonder whatever could have inspired such?" she teased.  She trailed off.  "But I think I can guess..."  She gave him the same smile as from the picture.  "I am good at that."

"And so...many...other...things..." he panted beneath her.

She hummed again, licking her nose once.  "It is only shame," she stated a minute or so later of the same wonderful motions.

"A s-shame?" he managed to gasp out.  His entire lower body felt so warm and tingly.

"That Kelin would waste it..." she looked right into her eyes and grinned.  "Without me."  Then she stopped.  The complete halt had his back arching up off the bed, freeing himself slightly from its boob-prison.  He let out a gasp and a pitiful whine before suddenly he was doing so, much louder, for an entirely different reason.  Popping up out of those voluptuous globes, his shaft saw only a second or so of actual air before something else enveloped it completely from sight again.  Something warm, hot actually, very tight, and very wet.

Kelin's eyes snapped open and he looked down at his waist.  Hera's own eyes were closed, one paw spreading his legs open now and pushing him slightly back onto the bed as she leaned more over it.  Her muzzle was planted, hilt deep, against his pelvis, black nose pushing into his abdomen.  His manhood had disappeared down her fanged mouth.  He didn't feel any fear because...it felt too good.  His head flopped back down onto the sheets and he let out a frantic, shuddering groan, gripping his own hair with a hand.

Hera suckled as if she had in her possession the most delicious candy in existence.  She didn't move her head up and down like most oral episodes of this variety did, but even so, this was the single greatest one he had ever known in his meager experience of them.  She alternated suction levels with humming around his shaft, rippling her mouth all around him, and framing his shaft with her teeth.  And then, just when he was getting used to it, her tongue would move.  Sliding up, around, and over the bottom curve of his shape, her flexible, powerful muscle formed a perfectly tightened sleeve.  Then it would alternate sliding up and down his length.  At the very end of the maneuver, she would pull it all the way back into her throat and the heavy tip would give his swollen head a very strong flick under the curve.  It drove his glans, his shaft, indeed his entire body crazy.  And then she would start it all over again.

Kelin could hear her humming alternating pitch, growing louder and softer as she worked her magic upon him.  He could barely think.  Every time she switched tactics made his brain devolve into pure static once again.  His body was practically putty in her paws.  Those last flicking licks to his tip were the most demonic, causing him to spasm bodily.  One time he felt himself reaching down to touch her hair and she somehow caught his hand in her paw.  She immobilized his roaming fingers and then somehow lifted his hips up off the bed, which coincidently made her also lick and suckle harder.  Only when Kelin collapsed, whimpering, did she lower him again and resume the gentle ministrations to his male organ.

He had no idea how long she worked on him like that, letting him ride that beautiful river of her tending to him so diligently.  He thought her an angel for one moment, and a devil the next whenever she switched tempos, speeds, and textures.  Her growling had built and faded several times, just adding to the primal yet tender experience.  He wondered at times how she managed to do it for so long without breaking for air, but then she would do that tongue thing again and he didn't really have the brain capacity to care anymore.  His legs had been hooked over her shoulders at some point and now his back was slowly leaving the bed once more.  Her paws held him up easily and she had moved to just using her tongue.

His building climax took him completely by surprise.  He had been floating like that for who knew how long before suddenly it hit him like a wave.  His eyes sprang open at the warning pulse and he just barely managed a startled gasp to give Hera a signal of what was happening.  She didn't slacken off or respond beyond seemingly doubling down.  Her pace somehow increased, displaying a previously unseen or even conceivable level of tongue control.  Her arms folded around his waist, one below his back trapping one thigh, while the other rested across his belly gripping the opposite while not obstructing herself at all somehow.

Kelin's throat made higher and higher-pitched sounds until, with a shout, his back went completely stiff.  Hera let out her most primal growl yet, muffled only by her mouth being full, and even still it made the entire bed vibrate beneath him.  Her tongue unfolded by all but the tip, still forming the tight ring around his shaft and still sliding up and down his lower vein in time to his pulses.  She milked him, seemingly, of every drop he had to give.  Only when the throbbing had finally fallen away to be replaced by a tingling numbness did she finally relax her tongue and slowly lower his hips to the bed again.

His leaving her mouth was an almost painful experience given how sensitive he was.  She could have just opened her jaws and released him.  Instead, she slid back along his member slowly, tauntingly, keeping the suction of her lips tight until she finally popped off his head.  Only then was Kelin allowed to fall back fully onto the bed, his entire body shuddering.

Above him, Hera panted.  Her Aggression was stronger than any other time he had smelled it and he saw her trembling bodily on the floor.  She shook from head to toe, a lazy, dazed smile on her muzzle.  Her eyes slowly lifted and she gazed up at him.  Her expression was content, like a bear who had just eaten well for the coming winter and wanted to settle down for a good hibernation cuddle.  She climbed up onto the bed and moved him easily with a paw, seemingly to do just that.

In no time, they were curled up together, him bundled into her arms, as they rested on her mattress and blankets in a panting, occasionally shivering with ecstasy, tangled mess of limbs.  She had shoved his face again into her floof and he rested there with no complaints.  His arms reached as much around her as he could, with her thighs tucked up underneath her to trap his between them.  He felt almost like a body pillow, and he was completely okay with that.

Only after a good, long, fulfilling snuggle did they eventually stir.  They might have drifted off at some point, there was no way of knowing.  Neither cared either.  Hera slowly rose up, body shaking a bit as if sore, and she coughed.  "I do not know about you," she said, sounding very hoarse before she cleared her throat and sounded a bit clearer.  "But after snu-snu...this Amazon needs sustenance."

Kelin laughed.  He lifted a hand up, fist clenched, to the ceiling.  "Sustenance!" he proclaimed.

Hera beamed down at her little boyfriend and she sat up more, dislodging him from his cuddle-ball.  She looked around then sighed.  "Phone is not in here," she whined.  She turned a plaintive eye toward him.  "Kelin...?" she asked, voice pitching itself high and sickeningly sweet.

He laughed.  "You want me to go get it for you, don't you?"  She nodded, giving him the big-eyed puppy dog face.  "After you just drained me dry like a vampire."  She nodded again but tucked her bottom lip just underneath her front row of fangs.  She growled cutely.  "Remind me to get you a white, victorian dress and a big hat."  He rolled his eyes then.  "Sure.  I'll see if my legs work."  He rolled up and groaned as his legs tingled from hip to toe as they had fallen asleep while clenched between hers.

He wobbled up onto his feet, almost stumbling, and began the arduous process of trying to make his way out of the bedroom and towards the hall to the living room.  He barely made it two steps though when he felt a sharp sting to his naked butt and he yelped.  Whirling around, he glared at an innocent-eyed Hera.  "Did you just bite me on the ass?!" he demanded.

"I would do no such thing," she protested, then grinned demonically.  "I only nibbled."  She was using the most adorable, squeaky voice right then.  She wiggled her ears cutely and she stuck out her tongue at him.  "But then again, I did only get one cheek.  Turn around, let me get other!"  She actually leaned up as if to do just that, teeth baring more openly.

He laughed and backed up hurriedly despite his tingling toes.  "Oh hell no!" he stated firmly.

"You know that I will kiss and make better after..." she offered, wiggling her eyebrows.

He kept backing up till he felt the doorknob and opened the door.  "Hard pass," he told her, to which she whined.  He went out into the living room, found her huge phone, and returned to her.  She immediately demanded he lay back down with her and he did so.  Games aside, being in her arms was the happiest place possible to be.

Hera ordered them an extra-large, extra cheese pizza from her favorite place.  To his amazement, even now, she asked for half of it to have pineapple and olives before turning back around to look down at him.  "What do you want on yours?" she asked.

He grinned.  "Uhh, same?!" he stated immediately.  "Deadpool pizza!"

Hera's smile lit up the whole room.  "Really?!" she asked and he nodded.  She turned back to the phone.  "Make other half same way.  Yes, I will pay at door.  Thank you!"  She shut off the phone and they sat up together on the bed.  "You like that pizza too?!" she asked.

Kelin again nodded.  "Hell yeah!  Sweet!"

Hera chimed in with the other line.  "And salty!" she pointed right at him, winking.  "Just like you!"

All his bluster and joking went right out the window and he hung his head, blushing brightly and hiding his face in his hair.

Hera laughed and she was suddenly scooping him up, into her arms, and plopping his naked body down into her similarly naked lap.  She cuddled him, crooning against his ear and pressing multiple loving kisses against him until he lightened up.  "I had so much fun!" she whispered to him.

He beamed.  "Me too, obviously."  She wiggled her ears in joy.  His face fell a bit then, feeling guilty.  She noticed.  At her head twist to the side, eyes imploring him to explain his sudden mood, he relented.  "It's just...I can't help but feel really selfish.  You did all the work and..."

Hera cut him off.  "So?  I had fun too!"

"But I didn't...do anything!" he complained.

"Oh sweetie," she growled into his ear.  "You did just enough."

He met her eyes flatly.  "But I didn't do anything.  I just laid there!  You did everything.  I at least would want to..."  He blushed.  "Return the favor?"  She seemed curious and he looked down at where he was sitting and then back up at her.  "You know...praise at the temple?  Get you to Nirvana too?"

Hera caught on.  She didn't blush, or fidget, or even look, as he might have feared, disinterested.  She just smiled, big, wide, and almost looking guilty.  "I...umm...that really isn't necessary," she told him.

He shook his head.  "No, come on Hera," he complained.  "You did so amazing and made me feel incredible.  I wanna do the same for you!  It's not fair if only one of us got to do that!  I'm good at it or..at least...I've been told so!"

She chuckled.  "Kelin, I had fun!" she stated again.  He scoffed and she looked away.  Her fur fluffed up and her ears folded, startling him.  She just chuckled, sounding, if anything, flustered.

"What do you mean?" he asked, completely thrown for a loop.  "You don't want me to?"

She looked back into his face.  "No, no Kelin!" she stated immediately.  "I would love to have you do that!  I really would!  But I'm still a little shaky right now!"

"But...I didn't..." he started to say again.

Hera put her face into a big paw.  "Kelin..." she groaned.  "You know I have...two paws right?"  She looked at him through her fingers, eyebrows lifting meaningfully.

He opened his mouth to answer and then his mind clicked.  She had only used one hand for a majority of that.  Where had the other one been?  "S-so...those growls?" he asked.  She nodded, fluffing up more.  His eyes went a bit wide and then he couldn't help but beam.  "Really...?  I do that much for you that you can...get off to doing that kinda stuff for me?"

She finally broke down and began giggling uncontrollably.  "Da," she replied, voice broken by her laughter.  "That is number three for the day."

"Number three?!" he squawked.  "You did that three times in the time it took me to do it once?!  Oh god...I am so sorry!"

She shook her head quickly.  "No, no, no!  Kelin took that long because I...uhh...made it...take that long."  She grimaced, looking guilty again.  "I was...just on verge of getting there first time and you were starting to pulse.  So I lifted off and kept going and you slowed down.  Then I started going on you again and...well...rinse and repeat?"

"You...minx!" he laughed.

"You are not...mad?" she asked, sounding genuinely worried.

"How can I be mad?" he asked her.  "That was the single greatest blowjob I've ever had!  That was like the Gold star of oral.  You seriously got off three times during that?"

She relented with a small shake of her head.  "Well...technically twice," she told him.  "First time was...much...much earlier."  She blushed again.  "I woke up very...early this morning and couldn't go back to sleep.  So I...opened...phone... to picture you sent and..."

Kelin's face heated up too.  They didn't look at one another for a few seconds before they broke and laughed nervously together.  "O-oh..." he finally said.  "Well...damn.  I cannot help but...feel immensely, amazingly proud of myself right now.  Also, I don't feel so guilty now."

"Because you did same thing?" she asked, her voice only a bit teasing.  "I had hoped you would, actually.  When I sent picture, I knew you would like.  Guilty of wanting to turn on my boyfriend so much as I figured it would.  I did not expect Kelin to do same for me right back with picture...favorite...picture..."  She growled underneath her breath and she shuddered against him.

Kelin wrapped his arms around her tightly and she returned the embrace.  "We're both idiots in this relationship aren't we?" he asked, chuckling again.

"Very horny idiots," she agreed, laughing as well.

"We both know you're the hornier of the two of us," he teased.

"Da."

Her matter-of-fact answer set them both to laughing.  They eventually got up and moved to the living room.  She threw on a robe.  He put on a pair of sleep pants from his bag and a shirt.  They cuddled together on the couch until the pizza arrived.  Hera paid the man a huge tip and they sat down to tear into the huge pie with plates and sodas to go with it.

"Want to watch something?" Kelin asked, to which Hera agreed immediately.  "How about a rom-com?"

She shrugged.  "That is good.  Could go for anime too."

His eyes glanced around until they alighted on a nearby bookshelf.  He saw a particular series, emblazoned in hardcover copies, stand out to him.  "I know exactly which one to watch..." he said.  He grinned at her curious expression and put it onto an anime streaming platform, signing in using his account.  He found the anime as Hera was too busy to notice his rapid searching, her munching down an entire slice in one big bite.

Her eyes went wide at the intro music and she stared ahead at the screen as the title card of the anime blazed across the screen.  "O moy Dukhi..." she whispered in Russian.  He knew enough that that meant, roughly, 'Holy spirits,'.  She sat forward eagerly as one of his favorite anime's intro song and video echoed around the room.  It did not match the tone of the series at all, but it was still somehow amazingly fitting to see the two main characters strutting across the screen, seemingly unaware of one another as they crossed paths, over and over, followed by their personal comedic entourages, right until the final note where they turned and looked back at one another.  "Yes!" she snarled.  "Wait, is this Japanese or English dub version?"

"English~!" he said in a singsong voice, doing a little dance on the couch.

She beamed even more.  "Yes!" she growled yet again.  "I did not know this was here!  Is this full season 1?"  He nodded confidently.  She made another exclamation of joy in Russian and they settled back into her huge couch to watch the first episode.

As the music faded, a lonely forest road greeted their eyes.  Animals gambled about.  Then, the camera panned to a mysteriously covered shape on the trail's edge.  A hand extended as a curious fawn wandered over, feeding it from a big, gloved palm.  The deer scampered away a moment later at the sounds of hoof steps.

Hera looked beyond giddy.  Apparently, she hadn't seen the dubbed version before.  "Ok, I have to know," she demanded as the person beneath the cloak crept back and set up a trap, grabbing their weapons.  "How good is their voice acting?"

"Top notch," Kelin stated.  "They could have gone for a deeper voice actor for Simon, but they still nailed him.  And they got the Anthro lady from the Godling series to play Seres, the one who played Alexaries the Amazon princess.  She manages that perfect rasp.  You'll see!"

Hera gleefully sat back, munching on another slice.  The armored figure on the horse had just drawn his sword, barely avoiding a falling tree and charging at the archer bandit.  He was flying through the air when his horse hit another snag.  Time and the camera slowed to capture the perfect expression behind the man's helmet right before he hit the ground.

"This is amazing..." she stated as the two character's dialogue bantered back and forth comedically despite their impending duel to the seeming death that would follow.  "Is this line for line?"

"Close," relented Kelin, also enthralled at her reactions.  She even mouthed the lines as she heard them.  "Always that margin for error since going from Japanese to English can be tricky.  Still, it's pretty much all there."

And so they settled in to watch the first episode of the anime together, cuddling into the couch, eating pizza, and riding their tingling highs from their very first carnal journey together.  There had never been a happier homecoming before.  It would not be the last, merely the beginning of many, many more passionate nights.  Even this one was not yet over...