Right to a Bear's Arms, Ch. 23 (Patreon)

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Hera sat up with a jerk. She rubbed at her sore neck, having been leaning it back against the couch without the proper support. The TV screen had timed out, having switched to the brightly colored screensaver. They must have passed out after settling into their anime binge. The pizza box, three-quarters empty, sat on the floor. The sodas they had drank stood in organized little rows side by side, four of hers to two of his. Rolling her neck and feeling it pop satisfyingly, she looked around more.

The living room was dark, lit only by the illumination cast by the screen. Kelin lay against her, head against her arm like it was a big, fluffy pillow, dozing softly. She beamed down at him and leaned to give him a kiss on the top of his dark-haired head. He immediately twitched at her light touch and she felt incredibly guilty having disturbed him.

His bright blue eyes blinked open and he immediately winced, rubbing at them. His contacts must have been bothering him. Once he was able to see, he looked up at her. Their eyes met and they shared a smile.

"Hello beautiful," he murmured. Her heart melted just a little.

"Hello, handsome," she growled softly at her little boyfriend. He mumbled something, a pleased smile on his face, and she wasted no time in plucking him up in her arms, resulting in a slightly surprised squeak from him. She quickly plopped him back down into her lap before folding herself around him. He immediately snuggled into her fur, head nuzzling the floof of her collarbone.

"Time izzit...?" she heard him mumble, voice slightly muffled.

She settled back against the arm of the couch and stretched herself out just a bit more. One big paw rubbed up and down his back through the thin t-shirt he wore. "Is no matter," she whispered into his ear then kissed him again. "If you are tired, sleep. Hera has you, and I will never let go."

"Good..." Kelin yawned. "I don't know where I'd be without you..."

"Nor I without you." She sighed deeply, completely and utterly content. She did eventually glance up at the clock on the wall. 1:15 AM. A twinge in her neck made her sigh. Sleeping on the couch was sweet and all but it felt silly, given that there was a perfectly good bed just down the hall. She felt Kelin stir against her. "Do you want to move to actual bedroom?" she asked.

"Don't care..." he mumbled. "Long as I don't have to leave the floof..."

She rolled her eyes, chuckling, and cupped her arms more firmly around her little boyfriend. "Kelin is very spoiled," she teased before she stood, closed the pizza box with a toe, and turned off the tv. With the room now darker, she shuffled her way down the hall to the bedroom. The bed was still a mess from earlier and she gingerly placed Kelin down on the sheets.

He yawned loudly and then, to her surprise, sat up. She had just put her paws on the ties to her bathrobe, the only thing she was wearing over her fur. He looked up at her and then rubbed at his eyes. His contacts were probably bothering him. "Bathroom..." he grunted and then hoisted himself back up off the bed. He shuffled past her but leaned up as high as he could to kiss her on the cheek, which made her hum happily, even if she had to bend down to let him do so.

She watched him exit the room and enter the bathroom. The light across the hall clicked on and she heard him shuffling and moving around. Soft curses and sighs came, as well as the sounds of running water. She removed her robe and reached for a nightgown or something, feeling a bit self-conscious that she was still very much naked compared to him. She glanced once at where they had been a few hours ago. Her Aggression fluttered softly to life and she gave the tiniest growl of appreciation. It wasn't...too late...

She forgoed the nightgown and removed the bathrobe, letting it pile on the floor as she climbed up and into the bed. She draped the sheet over her lower half and propped herself up on her elbows, facing the door to the bedroom. One paw combed out her hair a little bit so that it hung a bit more seductively.

The light clicked off and a surge of eagerness blazed through her. Kelin reentered the room. He wasn't wearing his glasses. He looked around the room, eyes fixing onto her. They went wide, crystal blue orbs glittering in the dark. He still looked rather sleepy though. "Hey," he said lamely.

She hummed. "Hello," she cooed back at him. She leaned her chin on her paws, looking him up and down. "I usually sleep without clothes. That is problem?"

He shook his head. "Not at all." He looked down at himself then. "Can't help but feel overdressed though."

Hera's eyebrow wiggled and her ears quivered against her head. "Well, you are Human. Would not want you to get cold without clothing. Weak and hairless after all." Her tone was light and teasing.

As she had expected, Kelin bristled a little bit, drawing himself up adorably. "Hey, watch it, furball," he growled, eyes sparkling more. "Hairless maybe, but I ain't weak."

She sat up a bit more, shifting her form to let the covers slide lower and expose more of her gloriously bare body. She knew that in dim lighting, her silvery fur and hair tended to nearly shine on their own. The way he stared at her as if a starving man gazing at a feast laid out before him, made her wriggle happily. "Kelin is certainly weak to some things..." she rumbled.

He tore his eyes away from her swaying chest and forced them back up to her face. He swallowed a bit. He didn't look quite as tired anymore. "W-well..." he stammered cutely. "Nobody told me to build my in-life character sheet to be able to resist literal Ursid perfection."

"And who said you had to resist?" she countered, not about to let his eloquent flattery distract her this time.

"Society," he shot back. "Public decorum. Laws against ravishing your girlfriend in public."

One eyebrow lifted. One of her paws swept down her side, cupping one breast and then trailing down her ribs, sliding, tantalizingly, along the still covered swell of her thigh and hips. His eyes obediently followed that paw along its journey before flitting back to hers again. "But we are not in public right now..." Her voice had dropped an octave, growling softly now.

"T-true..." he admitted.

She gave a long, heaving sigh, knowing what it would do to her chest and adoring how he literally gave a whining sound as he watched the resulting bounce. "But, it is late. Perhaps we sleep more, da?" She pulled open the sheets invitingly and patted the spot beside her.

Kelin stood stock still for a long moment.  His eyes were wide and his hands were trembling a small bit.   Eventually, he seemed to stir, shocking himself out of his slight paralyzation. "S-sure..." he stuttered and shuffled over to the bed.  His scent came to her sensitive nose and she grinned wider.   As handsome as Kelin was when he was being all macho and competitive with her, seeing him all shy and awkward was just as attractive in equally wonderful ways.

Making room for him, Hera curled into his back and draped a big paw over his waist, or more accurately most of his upper body and hips.  She breathed a warm kiss against the back of his neck and settled in, spooning her Human boyfriend lovingly. "Goodnight my Kelin," she whispered.

"Goodnight..." Kelin replied, voice a bit quavering and softer than usual. He pressed himself a bit more firmly back against her furry bulk and she hummed contentedly.

Even if her plan didn't work, this outcome was almost as good. Being this close to him, sharing a bed with her beloved boyfriend, was a dream come true for her.  It was all she truly needed. All other possibilities of their relationship truly were icing on the cake, no matter how sweet, compared to the reality she got to enjoy every day that she had her Little Tyr in her arms.

Several long minutes stretched out and Hera waited, patiently, to see what would come. She could hear Kelin's breathing, uncertain and uneven, as well as feel his pounding heartbeat through their close, snuggling proximity. If he was truly tired, they would sleep, and she would plan on a pleasant morning. If not...

"Hera?" Kelin whispered. Her smile widened. She hummed in response, pretending to be half asleep. "Are you awake?" She hummed again. "I'm uhh..."

She curled in around him more. Her lips pressed against his ear and her paw tightened across his belly, almost as if using him as a stuffed animal or body pillow. "Uncomfortable?" she murmured.

"No...not at all!" He shifted against her and she couldn't help but growl softly as his scent climbed a bit higher. He really liked it when she snuggled in like this, pressing all sorts of both hard and soft bits of her furry anatomy against him. He just didn't want to admit to it. "I-it's fine though."

"New couples take time to learn to sleep together," she responded, trying to sound innocent. Sleeping was the absolute last thing on her mind right then. Time to change tactics. "Does Kelin need me to roll over?"

Kelin started to object but she was already moving, letting go of him and flopping onto her other side. She heard him shift, sighing, and she arched her back, using her posterior to pointedly press against his hips as he turned to be the 'big' spoon now to her 'little' one. He gave a grunt in surprise and she had to suppress a savage growl as she felt what she had been searching for pressing up against her bare cheeks through the thin fabric of his sleep pants.

"There, much better," she told him, incredibly pleased with herself. "For as big as I am, I like being little spoon. This is good?"

"So good," Kelin responded, breath catching a bit. He folded a hand up over her hip and actually pushed himself just a little more against her. That firm shape pressed harder against her furry rear and she again bit off a growl. "I don't think I would ever mind spooning you."

"Hopefully that is not all you do not mind doing..." she murmured huskily back at him. She arched her back and looked back at him. Her hair hung mostly over one side of her face but her gaze settled firmly back onto his flustered and nervous face behind her. She wiggled, intentionally, back against him. "He certainly seems to not mind either."

His face went very red and he actually shivered against her. "S-sorry..." He didn't move despite his apology. "It's..."

"Entirely natural response," she finished for him. She arched an eyebrow teasingly. "This is why Kelin cannot sleep?"

He clammed up and nodded.

"Even after amazingness of earlier?"

He nodded again, hiding his face a bit in her fluffy back.  "Sorry..."

She flexed her lower body, abruptly squeezing against him and making him once again grunt in surprise.  His hands, having wormed themselves around her, took brief and intense grips in her fur before relaxing.  "Who said Kelin had to be sorry?" she asked.  She met his eyes again, her lips rolling up on one side and revealing the tips of her long sharp teeth.

"So you...don't mind?" he asked, sounding hopeful as well as relieved.  Spirits, how could one person be so damn cute and innocent despite that he was an adult and had obviously been in situations like this before?  She almost felt bad with how much of his innocence she wanted to despoil.

She pressed slowly back against him more, eliciting a pleased sigh from them both at the increase of pressures and soft or hard textures.  "Nyet," she growled.  "Because there is secret, my 'little' Kelin."

"Hmm?" he hummed at her, one hand now stroking up and down her side, which was entirely satisfying just by itself.  His hands were magic...

"I cannot sleep either."

His eyes went wide up at her as she beamed over her shoulder at him.  She gave him a nod and then, bending easily, arched at the hip and leaned back to press a hot kiss against his lips.  He melted into it, arms wrapping around her more firmly.  Then she began to wiggle and flex her hips more openly.  She set up an easy rhythm, clenching her thighs together back and forth and thus causing her plush ass to cradle and stroke his obvious excitement through his pants.

Kelin's shuddering breath fluttered against her muzzle and she grinned.  She looped an arm back around his shoulders, still laying on her hip but her back now nearly flush with the bed as she ground back against him over and over.  Her boyfriend clung to her more openly now, shuddering and panting at the obvious pleasure this caused him.  She tried hard to contain herself, trying to see just how far she could push him before his natural instincts would take over.  She had taken the initiative earlier and greatly enjoyed herself upon being able to reduce her normally confident, romantically-minded, and take-charge boyfriend into a quivering pile.  She wanted to see what kind of lover he might be.

He seemed to be greatly enjoying himself.  The sensations of her soft, fluffy fur grinding back against his tent made him quiver from head to toe.  His fingers had wound themselves deeply into her belly and hip, stroking and squeezing there pleasantly.  She was content to just torture him like that for a while before she finally released her clenching legs and he sagged back from her with a groan.  His scent had climbed back to that wonderful level it had been at before and she licked her lips.

"So..." she growled back at him, turning slowly fully onto her back and cuddling him under one arm.  She was so easily able to move and adjust him, even one-handed.  It gave her a thrill like none other.  One of her claws teased up and down his chest.  "Neither of us can sleep...whatever shall we do instead?"

He didn't respond, not vocally anyway.  His arms wrapped around her even more tightly and he all but buried his face in the side of her breast.  His hips pushed firmly against hers, letting her enjoy his trembling little form and his insistent shape now lodged against her thigh.  She could all but feel it pulsing through his pants on her leg.  So she arched it up, forcing the solid muscular swell between his own thighs and softly cradling it.  He gasped a bit against her.

"Focus, Kelin," she hummed happily.  "That was redundant question.  Shall I ask more direct one?"  He nodded frantically.  "What would you like to do to me?"

His eyes flew open and he stared up at her.  Then his face went red and his eyes a bit hazy.  He looked slowly down from her muzzle, across her muscular, furry body, towards their nearly conjoined hips.  "If...it's okay," he began, voice shaking a bit, but seemingly encouraged by her nod.  "Can I ask how...Ursid...?"

She hummed, grinning.  "Such dirty mind, my Kelin."  She forestalled his nervous hesitancy by immediately adding, "I love it."  Then she was disentangling herself from him and rolling slightly away.  He watched her, her keen ears all but able to hear his frantically accelerating heartbeat and breathing pattern.

She adjusted herself on the bed, kicking the sheets off, and then rolled onto her front next to him.  Her legs pressed firmly together and she folded her elbows underneath herself, propping her front up while keeping the rest of her body flat on the bed.  She looked over at him, noticing that he was rather openly staring at her bare rear.  She wiggled it before his eyes and he gave an appreciative groan.

"Like this," she explained.

He got up onto his knees immediately, lifting shaking hands to his shirt and peeling it off.  Next, he lifted one leg and removed his sleep pants as well, exposing that over-eager and sentinel-esque part of himself.  It stood, tall and proud, perpendicular from his waist.  She even saw it bob once in excitement as he stared again at her large, plush cheeks and the fluffy tail just above them.

Kelin threw his discarded clothing from the bed and then slowly, carefully, slid up atop her thighs.  His legs stretched to either side as he shifted slowly up the column-like limbs until, with a surge of heat and pressure, she felt him press against her ass.  She gasped out and gave a wiggle back against him.  He responded with a grunt of pleasure and ground down against them, humping several times.  She loved how his hips moved already.

"G-good," she panted.  "Now...lay hips on my butt...just like that.  Angle down and aim between cheeks."  She wriggled as he inexpertly fumbled around a bit behind her, grinding his quivering tip against various parts of her until it snagged at something, feminine and wet, obviously just as eager as his masculine organ was.  "Good..."  Hera took a deep breath as he tested the entrance, pushing against the tight opening several times as if trying to see how best to plumb its depths.  "Hold self up on my hips if you like."

"Are you sure?" Kelin asked, voice seeming distracted and unsure.  "I don't want to hurt you by putting all my weight on..."

She looked back over her shoulder at him, actually allowing an amused grin to form.  He clammed up.  "Kelin..." she chuckled.  "I think I can take it."

"R-right," Kelin grinned back at her.  "Sorry."

"Don't be," she replied, still watching him adjust his stance.  He lay pretty much entirely atop of her lower body, his hips obscured from view behind the swells of her admittedly large and curvy ass.  "Is sweet that you would think of lover's comfort over your own...eagerness."  She clenched back against him, making him groan and shove a bit harder against her.  "But here is secret.  Hera is...sub."  She blushed and fluffed up a bit.

"Really?" he asked, voice sounding completely surprised.  They met one another's eyes and he seemed very much taken aback but happy.  "You?"

She nodded shyly.  "I talk big game and am..."

"Sexually aggressive?" Kelin offered.

"Da," she laughed, and so did he.  It had never felt so natural to laugh with someone else before.  "And I do enjoy being top at times.  You make for wonderful sub yourself."  It was his turn to blush and she grinned.  "But...I like being bottom.  Size difference especially makes it..."

There was a long pause and they seemed to both understand what she meant immediately.  "Hotter," he breathed out, now huskier and more feral in his breathing.  He pushed against her again and she felt her inner walls beginning to buckle.

She tried to relax as she felt something beginning to push inside and her claws furrowed into her sheets as she struggled to keep her muscles from clenching too tight.  This was really happening!  Thank the Spirits, she could not have waited any longer...  She slowly began to arch her back as her little boyfriend kept flexing his own hips and pushing more and more firmly against her.  Like a battering ram, the head of his shaft slowly but surely wedged itself deeper.  Then, with a final firm grunt, he was inside.  All of it at once was firmly and securely buried inside of her tightly clenching folds.

Hera couldn't stop herself.  Her fur bristled, her paws tensed and she let out an echoing bear snarl even as he finally came to a rest.  The sound rang around the bedroom over and over.  Her inner muscles clenched hard as possible around him, throbbing and flexing again and again as if she were trying to memorize every single detail of his shape.  His length, width, every bump and ridge of his veins, and folds of skin.  The prickly little feeling of his neatly shaven pubic hair.  The press of his hips against her plush rear.  If she hadn't been holding herself down, she might have arched entirely up off the bed.

Her head hung back down and she panted raggedly.  It was like a million earthquakes and fireworks going off all at once throughout her whole body.  Her Aggression was stronger than it had ever been, ramping up into full-blown Fury and her vision even narrowed and sharpened when her eyes were shutting themselves tight every few seconds.  Finally, the clenching storm abated and she gasped in a ragged breath.  Soft stroking at her shoulder made her blearily, at long last, look back.

Kelin was looking down at her in alarm, worry, and pure carnal affection.  He hadn't moved, shaft still firmly and heatedly blazing inside.  He beamed to finally see her face, although he did quail a bit at her no doubt feral expression.  "Hera, you okay?" he asked.  He stroked her shoulder again and she gave a wriggling, high-pitched growl as that caused him to shift inside of her by even the tiniest bit.

She nodded rapidly.  She was biting onto her bottom lip hard to resist letting out another snarl.  That had been...intense.  In all her times and various experiences, mating had never once been quite that explosively satisfying to just achieve the basic first penetration.  Her limbs actually shuddered a bit.  It was almost embarrassing that her reaction was this evocative just from that first movement.

"Feels...good..." she rasped up at him at last, finally able to get her rampaging emotions in check enough.  She blinked rapidly and fixed her tunnel vision back onto his face.  He appeared relieved.  "Sorry if I...scared you..."

He shook his head.  She took that time to clench around him snugly again and he groaned, pulsing inside of her.  "N-no...problem..." he grunted through clenched teeth.  "It's...amazing...I was so worried that I...wouldn't be...any good given the size...difference, even as hot as it is."

"Very hot?" she asked imploringly, needing to know for sure that this was real.  She had never needed something to be more real than she did right now.  She had to know he felt as good as she did.  She rippled her inner muscles around him, almost as if stroking him off.

One hand took a firm grip on her shoulder, holding him up and the other doing the same with one asscheek.  The divots his fingers pressed into the furry flesh made her relent from how satisfying it looked.  "E-easy girl!" he told her.  "I thought you...wanted me to...dom?"

She relented, relaxing fully and letting her lower body finally stop its furious clenching.  "Yes, my Kelin," she replied demurely.  She wiggled her hips back up at him, which also did wonderful things to them both for how they were connected.  "I am sorry."

He groaned and growled down at his Ursid girlfriend.  "I really doubt that you mean that," he informed her.  "Even in a position like this, I can tell I'm going to have to work really hard to make sure I stay in control."

"Don't you know, Kelin?" she teased up at him.  "The sub is truly who is in control.  The dom just gets to decide how the ride goes."  She clenched again and they both shared a gasp of joy.  "It's just...been...so long..."

His fingers tightened their grips on her and he actually pumped his hips.  The resulting drag, pull, slide, and then thrust back in made Hera's back stiffen, and she let out yet another, if less loud or feral, growling snarl.  Her head hung back down to the bed and she willed her paws to release from the tightly clenching balls they had formed into beneath her chest.

"Sorry...Sorry..." she panted back at him.  "I will be good...promise...so good..."

"See..." Kelin panted as well, sounding as if he had enjoyed that just as much as she had.  His body trembled against hers and she felt that other part of him throb yet again, eager to resume what it just had done.  "That apology I believe."

She looked back at him over her shoulder once more.  "I love you..." she whispered as she felt him adjusting his position in preparation to continue.  It was important to say, especially now.  She had never felt or meant it quite as powerfully ever before in her life.

His eyes met hers.  Kelin smiled, eyes and teeth as bright as the moon that streamed in through the covered windows.  "I love you," he murmured.  "And I always will."  Even though in this position, he barely came up to her shoulder blades, he hugged her as tightly as possible, pushing in as deep as he could so that they could be that much closer.  She gave out a soft sound of adoration before she adjusted herself on the bed and he similarly lifted himself back up into position.

His hands, having relaxed their grips on her, slowly lowered his body once he was properly situated.  He reclined fully to all but lay atop of her.  His chest pushed flush with her pillowy ass cheeks and he began to slowly, but firmly, buck his hips.  He set up an easy, tentative rhythm that soon had them both relaxing fully into a tandem chorus of groans, sighs, gasps, and chuckles as they finally consummated their feelings for one another in the most intimate fashion possible.

Their first mating thus started off just like that once they had built up the resistance to the pleasurable new sensations caused on both their ends.  Kelin gradually gained more speed and confidence, thrusting down against the pillows of her rear while his arms helped hold up semi-above her reclined body atop the bed.  She timed her clenching muscles to every time he was pushing in so as to give them both the maximum amount of pleasure and friction possible.

It was incredible, to say the least.  Hera had never felt closer, enjoyed mating as much, or truly been so invested in being with another person more.  They complimented each other, leaning back and into one another periodically as the waves of euphoria rose and fell.  Sometimes, Kelin would speed up, hammering down into her more dominantly and she would surrender total control to him.  At other times, he would relax back and she would take over somewhat, using her powerful build to rock back onto him again and again.  Every single thrust was a memorable one, and the sounds she made, while at any other time would have mortified her, now echoed joyously around her bedroom in an open praising and adoration of her boyfriend's efforts.

She wasn't sure how long they moved like that, sharing in one another's bodies and enjoying their first time to the fullest.  Kelin's breathing had hitched up somewhat, his arms trembling and his thrusts having become more erratic.  Only then did she sense the pulsing had grown more frequent and powerful.  She looked back at him eagerly, remembering what those signals meant.  His face was screwed up from the intensity of his efforts and concentration on them.  His hair hung raggedly around him and he seemingly was unable to stop staring at the ocean of white-furred Ursid posterior as it crashed into his hips over and over.

"Is...my little Kelin...okay?" she asked.  Her voice was feral, hoarse, and ragged.  She was so happy she didn't have any neighbors on this floor.  She could only hope that the ceiling and floor were well insulated in case she had upstairs or downstairs tenants nearby.

He nodded frantically up at her, finally tearing his eyes away from her ass and little bobbing tail.  "Y-yeah..." he panted.  "I can see why...Ursid...mate like this..."

"Endurance is key," she giggled, wiggling around him as he rested for a second and allowed her to take control again.  "We will work on yours."

He groaned immediately as she pumped her hips back onto him again and again, perfectly maintaining their rhythm and speed from before.  "I'm...getting..." he warned her then.

Her eyes shone.  "Good!"  She sped up her movements, rising up slightly into a plank on her front end by supporting her weight fully on her elbows and forearms and starting to really ride back onto him.

He balked openly, letting out a ragged groan.  "W-wait," he grunted, eyes a bit wild and wide.  "I'm not wearing..."

She snarled back at him.  "Kelin."  She panted.  "Will not.  Be leaving.  Any.  Time.  Soon."  She timed her words to individual thrusts back onto him.  "Like this.  Or.  Hera.  On.  Top?"

"I-I...I don't..." he panted even faster, gritting his teeth.  She flexed and he let out a groan.  "I can't...decide in situations like this!" he complained.

Hera decided for him.  She bucked her hips forward fully, pulling him briefly out of her.  He let out a disappointed, frantic sound before she pumped her hips up and back.  Kelin, not expecting the wall of Ursid ass to come crashing back at him, was knocked flat onto his back.  Hera sat up in a rush, moving his legs out straight, and then planted herself back onto the proud spire that stood up from his panting, sweat-streaked body.  She nestled most of but not all her weight back down and onto him, once again impaling herself on her favorite new toy.  She looked back down at him over her shoulder as he lay there, pinned beneath and behind her.

The little Human struggled in vain beneath her before he collapsed fully beneath her.  He looked up at her then, eyes going wide to see just how much she towered over him like this.  She was easily straddling his slender hips with her mountainous thighs, ass resting against his belly as she wiggled and clenched around him.  She quickly built him back up to full mast doing just that.  Her eyes glowed down at him and she began to rapidly bounce her hips onto him, riding him even more openly than before.

His sounds rapidly climbed up into near frantic levels of near-alarm worthy cries.  He took tight grips of either the sheets or her crashing hips.  She threw her head back and up, roaring in delight as her own orgasm built higher and higher before finally washing over her in a massive wave.  She shuddered and clenched but she did not relent, pause, or stop in her motions upon him.

He came, hard, inside of her.  She felt him pulsing, heard his sounds growing louder and more uncontrollably feral, and sensed the spike of his aroused scent reach its absolute peak just as he did.  She pinned him completely beneath her as his hips arched up, effectively sealing them together, flesh flush to fur, and she rode out his pulsing waves of hot, rushing, sticky climax to the very last drop that he was able to pump into her.

At last, as the waves finally began to ebb and break, they were left panting, straining, and shivering atop the now thoroughly mussed and tousled bed.  Her hair was a ragged mess around her ursine face.  She knew that his was too.  Her thighs shuddered and clenched over and over.  She never wanted to get up off of him but she was worried that she might very well be crushing him.  Anthros were not only taller and more powerful than Humans, they were also much denser and heavier in terms of mass.  So, reluctantly, she lifted up and off.

There was an immediate rush of heat as his spendings trickled out of her and she collapsed onto the sheets in a panting, groaning mess.  She clenched her legs together tight, not yet ready to lose her warm, happy euphoria of having a part of him still lodged inside.  She felt, more than heard, the rustling of sheets beside her, and a second later, Kelin's warm scent and skin were pushing back into her embrace.  She immediately cuddled around him, wrapping him up as tightly as she could.

They lay there like that for a long time, chests heaving, his sweat staining her fur and her not caring at all.  She must have kissed him a thousand times but he responded to each and every one, whether kissing her back or leaning into her crooning mouth with his cheek, throat, or head.  His hands stroked and petted her thick fur, worming down into it and massaging her quivering muscles.

Eventually, they met one another's eyes.  There was a pause as they gazed at each other.  Ursid stared at Human.  Then, they smiled, and laughed.  It was a ragged, soft, but loving laugh.  Their arms clutched each other tighter than before and their foreheads met in a loving exchange of words, feelings, and emotions that needed no explanation.  They were together.  In the end, at the end of all things, that was all that mattered.  What they had been before, apart, no longer seemed important.

She was his Polar Bear, his Ursid, his introverted, muscle queen who loved heavy metal, weight-lifting, working out, and anime.

He was her Human, her geek, her little Tyr.  He was her music-loving and playing prodigy who put every ounce of his passion into everything he did in life.

They had found one another.  They had truly, utterly, found the other half to their soul.  Nothing could ever tear them apart, not without a roaring, raging, screaming fight from either to protect their other half, their shining love.  He had saved her from the cave of her self-doubt, her self-hate, her depression, her trauma, and her pain.  She had saved him, made him believe in love again, made him believe he deserved love again.  They saved each other.

The right to a Bear's Arms was not a privilege.  It was not a right at all.  It had to be earned.  And Kelin had earned her heart utterly.  He had stolen it and left behind his own.

***END OF ACT 1***