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Torvik woke up the next morning and followed Tiberius to the clinic. There he was basically told he would need to keep a significant output to prevent a pressure buildup from happening again. The doctor showed him how to use a small milking device which was basically a suction tube with a rubber ring inside which helped stimulate and hopefully draw out more semen. The bag was simply to be tied off and disposed of afterwards. The young dragon couldn't help but wonder why the bag was so small but didn't ask that question until after the doctor had left as Tiberius was putting the device away.

"Good Torvik. It's best if you don't ask questions to anyone else except me. There are only a few on my staff I trust so I don't expect you to be talking with any of them, especially about what happens at home. And of course as long as your with one of my daughters at least every other day you wont even need that machine. Now come along let's go we have more to do."

He was led out of the examination room and through the clinic to a back office where Dr. Roath was waiting. "I think I have it sir, but I'm not exactly sure how well it work work at this point."

"He's not to old?" Tiberius asked.

"No definitely not. He is still growing which might cause some conflicts but I can easily account for that." Torvik was forced to stand and wait as the two made a complicated conversation only giving him occasional glances in between. They were talking about some medicines he was sure, but when they started talking about size and rapid or slow decrease he began to get hopeful. When Dr. Roath was assuring that some regression will happen that only the size was the question he began to move his wings excitedly.

Tiberius stopped seeing the flicking, "Yes Torvik?"

"So you can fix... this?" He asked waving a paw over his own crotch his internal sacs still left a slightly visible bulge but now he had to look to see it. The older dragon smiled wondering how much of the conversation he actually picked up on, obviously not enough.

"Your sacs will balance out with time. It is likely that they will shrink some more but I don't think my daughters would be as happy if you just shriveled up." The young dragon stood there a little confused what was all this for if it wasn't to help him, down there. "Torvik!" He was suddenly caught up in those eyes again as the older dragon moved closer. "I am helping you the best way I can. My daughters want you to be happy, I want you to be happy and so Dr. Roath is going to take some blood and do lots of tests so we can help you exactly how you need. We want to be sure that nothing else goes wrong and that you stay safe."

The arms and wings had wrapped around him halfway through and he didn't even really care what else was being said as he hugged back. Finally pulling away he was asked. "Torvik, you do want to be part of my family right?" The young dragon could only eagerly nod in return. "Alright then let Dr. Roath take some blood."

Torvik sat down and watched as the doctor took quite a bit of blood filling a pouch and several vials before giving Torvik several granola bars, two boxes of juice, and turning on the small t.v. in the corner warning the dragon to stay seated. He was checked on multiple times, changed the channel dozens of times, and was nearly bored to death over the next three hours while he waited. He was happy to finally see Tiberius again and even happier to hear they could go home after one more thing.

That one more thing though turned out to be one of the biggest syringes Torvik had ever seen. Not only that he was expected to drop his pants and get shot in the rear! All they allowed him to do was place his hands on the desk and bend over as a sharp pain pricked the side of his butt. He hissed as suddenly there was a warm burning sensation that seemed to spread out, but he was able to hold in his whimper as the doctor pulled away stating how that wasn't that bad. A moment later he yelped as someone slapped the other side of his ass hard. "Get you pants back up and let's go home." He did whimper and hunch his shoulders but that was quickly remedied by the next sentence. "I'll order pizza for you when we get back."

As it turned out everyone got pizza, while a whole medium pepperoni and bacon was set in front of him, and he was more than happy to make the proverbial pig of himself stuffing it down until every last bit was gone including the globs of cheese that had stuck to the cardboard.

When dinner was done Tiberius took the stuffed dragon back upstairs to his room. "Torvik, you want to stay here right?" He asked as the younger dragon flopped on the bed with an uumff that turned into a loud belch.

"I guess."

"You know I haven't found your father yet, it looks like he simply vanished." Torvik instantly sat up giving a little groan from his full stomach. "He got out of jail on a bond like I told you, but no one has seen him since. Not his work, not friends, not his lawyer, and... not his son."

Torvik shivered with a little fear and more than a little worry. "How? Where did he go? When can I see him?" The younger dragons voice cracked slightly, people didn't just vanish, his father had to be somewhere. Part of him was convinced that he must be somewhere close trying to get back to him. Maybe the courts or someone was stopping him some how.

"Torvik, I'll keep looking around but understand, what he did is considered very wrong and he's facing a lot of jail time, perhaps the rest of his life if things go wrong. It doesn't take a coward to be afraid and run away all it means is that he is likely scared and hiding. I'm sure in time he will show up alright." Time, that was what Torvik's mind now latched on to, he would have to wait a while but surely some time his father would return.

Tiberius was there with the first little sniff gripping Torvik's shoulder tightly. "It's alright. Maybe he'll show up soon but I want you to know that you could have a family now. My daughters will be happy to have you live with them... And Torvik.. I would be happy if you decided to stay here, I don't have a son."

The young dragon had been trying to hold back his tears and fears swallowing hard but the last bit left him a little stunned. Confused he tried to think up the question to make the other dragon explain. Inside he knew he wanted his dad but something in the older dragon made him feel so much more than his father did, he felt more like a son, and they felt more like family being together. Torvik opened his mouth and tried to say something as the other left but by the time Tiberius reached the door and said good night he still hadn't gotten a word out.

Several hours later, after a lot a sniffing, even more thinking, and a great deal of wild strange and scary imaginings Malleia slipping into his bedroom. She really didn't do much besides climb up onto the bed and drain him once. "Malleia?" He asked after she had cleaned him up and was slipping off the bed. "Umm, Tiberius said I should be part of the family but..." He wasn't able to finish still not having figured out what exactly to say.

The slender hare was more than smart enough to pick up her father's plan and wouldn't dare argue with it, he was a very good meal. She moved back giving a slight and simple kiss to his muzzle ruined only by the lick she gave afterwards. The second kiss was on his chest as she pulled and worked the blankets back over his body. Malleia took several extra seconds carefully tucking the blankets all around him before she finished with another kiss, this one long enough to slip her tongue inside his mouth but as he leaned up to continue she pulled back. "We don't have any brothers." The words were delivered with another quick kiss to the tip of his nose. The whole thing still left him confused as she turned out the light.

Sleep was elusive that night but finally came in the earliest hours of the next day. His dreams weren't really dreams so much as splashes of strange shapes and colors, low voices and muffled sounds. Everything seemed slightly broken or off in some way leaving him with very little real rest. When his eyes did finally snap open it was just before lunch and he was suddenly surprised to realize someone was sitting right next to the bed.

"How are you feeling?" Amanda asked tracing her paw over his covered chest. She was sitting indian style on a chair reaching out to touch him.

Torvik answered with a mumble of 'alright' before trying to set up. The problem was he was struggling against stiff muscles and had to fight to get his arm out from under the covers wondering why they felt so heavy.

"Father says you have to be careful. You'll be weak and tired after the shot yesterday. If you want I can help you get to the bathroom." Torvik would have pretended to go on like nothing was wrong but he had to try twice to get his shaky legs to stiffen up so he could stand. Before he even made it to the door Amanda had slipped in under his arm and was helping to support him, by the time they made the bathroom she had a tight grip around his waist and close to carrying him.

The young mouse giggled as he leaned against the wall as she had to fish out his soft member so he could relieve himself with out having to sit down. From there she moved him to the shower and as if on cue Possta walked in and together the pair bathed the young dragon. Once again Torvik was feeling horribly embarrassed as the two females began lathering his hide, that feeling quickly vanished with their hands caressing his body. They worked well as a team with the equine starting at the top and the mouse working at his feet causing Torvik to turn rock hard feeling extra sensitive as they washed his body. Amanda was the first to reach his shaft taking just the tip into her mouth as she moved her hands to his thighs. With one forceful thrust he buried himself inside her mouth exploding just from them rubbing his body and that one penetration.

She was quick to gulp down his shaft and offering as Possta moved his body so she could kneel next to her sister and the pair began to feed. They were a smooth team after that each taking two shots allowing their mouth to open up on the third allowing his essence to squirt in before redirecting his member into the other awaiting maw which gulped down two shots before opening up again.

By the time it was over Torvik was against the wall on wobbly legs and the pair had to stop him from collapsing. Together the girls carried him back to his room where they started to dry him off. The young dragons body still felt over stimulated and he whimpered and whined as they carefully dried his hide.

It was pained pleasure for the young dragon, each soft rub of the towel seemed like a sensual caress that left behind a trail of fire that burned under his skin. It was so bad he didn't even realize when he began cumming again fountaining out several gushes before the girls were able to gain control. With in moments he had blacked out far before his body finished.

Possta and Amanda were still sniffing and licking up the last traces when Tiberius entered the room. "I asked you two to be careful!"

"We were Father." Possta quickly responded.

"No. I'm afraid you weren't." his voice was solemn but not harsh this time. "Today and tomorrow are going to be very difficult for him as his body adjusts. He likely won't realize what's happening until later but each of you need to be extra careful and watch him. It appears that whatever was already in his body is also reacting causing him to be overly sensitive. You both should have paid more attention. Now cover him up and let him get some rest. I want one of you to watch him at all times, don't let him get out of bed and try to make sure he doesn't orgasm again, at least for now."

The young dragon woke several more times that day always urged to rest and go back to sleep by the girl sitting next to his bed. He was allowed downstairs for dinner awkwardly stumbling along with help. He couldn't explain the weird creeping itch that seemed to crawl along his hide until he moved or twitched which causing the feeling to vanish and reappear somewhere else. He wasn't able to do more than pick at his food and as dinner progressed, if he had been paying attention, he would have noticed the much quieter meal with most eyes watching him.

Close to the end of dinner his wiggles and squirms were starting to make him dizzy and his stomach was feeling upset. As he pushed his chair back he had to suddenly grab the table his muzzle dropping forward almost squishing into his plate. With that Tiberius stood up and moved around the table to be at the young dragons side.

"Don't worry Torvik." He spoke bending down and taking the surprised young dragon into his arms. "Everything will feel better in a few days my son." Torvik felt a strange warm burst of heat as he looked up into the other dragon's face feeling it grow even more when he heard the word 'son'.

He relaxed against the large dragons chest as he was carried up the stairs feeling nothing but warm and safe completely oblivious to the fact he was carried so easily and his wings didn't drag on the floor or even touch as he let them hang loose.

"Torvik, you are going to be happy here. My daughters will keep you safe and entertained and you will be the perfect companion for Megan. Maybe I should have thought of this sooner, things would be a lot less complicated if each of my daughter had been given a real playmate instead of just allowing several boys to stay her for a while." Torvik just absorbed it all in listening as he was put in bed and covered up.

It seemed the dizziness had passed leaving him floating along feeling weighless. "It will take you a few days to adjust and I know you might not be happy with losing your school and friends but I promise you will make more... there is just one more thing you need to do now to become my son. Open you mouth and look at me."

Torvik had been partly drifting off to sleep as Tiberius spoke but he caught the command given and obediently opened his mouth turning to look at the other dragon. It took only a moment for his eyes to look at the other dragon before they dropped lower caught by the dragon shaft that was just inches from his nose as Tiberius stepped closer. He had first thought was it was black, but now as it pulsed right before his nose he could tell it was actually lighter, well as light as a dark pulsing indigo blue spire could be. His eyes grew wider as it slowly advanced watching as it passed into his mouth just brushing against his top jaw and poking his tongue.

"All of my family feed off me." The older dragon spoke slowly not allowing more than just the tip of his shaft to enter Torvik's mouth. "You are not one of my daughters, but you can be part of my family." Given just a few more encouraging words and a gentle stroke on his head the young dragon inched forward sucking softly on the end of the spire. Tiberius gently guided him, pressing more in and backing off when it became to much. With a few words he instructed Torvik whos fogged mind seem to clear opening up to one of need sipping on the thick precum and trying his best to please the older dragon.

"Now when I tell you take a deep breath and get ready to swallow. Pretend I'm a big straw and just slurp and swallow. You're doing such a good job my son." Torvik tried to suck harder pushed by the encouragement and getting a light chuckle and head rub. "Are you ready? Deep Breath!"

Tiberius grinned as the young dragon had already rolled to his side earlier took a deep breath and reached out to hold his cock as he began drinking down as fas as he could. "Look at me Torvik." The moment their eyes met Tiberius pressed his will on the other as he rammed his cock home driving into the younger ones throat. "Swallow!" There was nothing Torvik could do with that strong hand locked onto his head and the dark shaft buried in his throat. He would have struggled but his body tried to keep swallowing, not that he needed to. The pressure from the semen built up and rushed down his esophagus dropping into his near empty stomach which immediately started to expand.

Tiberius cut his load short knowing he had given the dragon more than enough, he watched as the other continued to swallow as he pulled back sending warm cum flooding Torvik's mouth before it stopped. He squeezed out one more shot of cum once the mouth was basically empty pulling his shaft out and watching the young dragon's jaws snap shut as he relinquished control.

Next came an explosive breath bursting out as Torvik began gasping for air. There were several groans intermixed with heavy breathing as he tried to lay onto his back with his stomach aching slightly being even fuller than the previous nights pizza size. He could feel the bulge as his hands came up letting out another soft groan between labored breaths.

"Torvik, excellent work, now you truly are my son." By the time Torvik had recovered enough to look over Tiberius was already gone. Feeling lightheaded again and drained the young dragon nestled down into his bed and tried to sleep.

His dreams that night were different and dominated by the large drake with his mind constantly pulling up visions of the other dragon even when they centered on the past. He had one seeing himself sitting on the edge of a bed looking down a a huge wash bowl on the floor. Torvik could feel Tiberius's drawing close touching his aroused shaft. "You'll fill the bowl this time my son."

The young dragon was shocked yanking himself out of that dream struggling to sit up. His mind was a confused turmoil as he tried to find stability with his body and wings shivering while his orange shaft throbbed almost painfully beneath the sheets. After several minutes and both he and his erection had calmed down, he felt a serious need to use the bathroom.

It was difficult for him to stand and even harder for him to make his way across the room in the dark. His legs seemed to wobble as his arms flailed about trying to keep his balance. After banging into the wall next to his door he fumbled trying to find the door handle which seemed much higher than he expected it to be.

The bathroom also looked wrong in the shadowed light that the small plug-in next to the sink provided. Not really having time to care he quickly lifted the seat and gave a grunt of relief as his body released its stored water. Done with the deed he quietly wobbled and flailed his way back to his bed where he flopped face down into the mattress and returned to his Tiberius dominated visions.

It wasn't until late morning that his body was slowly moved and maneuvered. His few grumbles and groans gained him nothing as he was rolled and pulled and his wings adjusted until he rested on his back. Not even the small paws and body that crawled on top of him got a response until they began to explore his vent, waking up his lower half. When Torvik did finally open his eyes and look down it was to see a dark cream bunny bottom complete with a pure white underside of a small fluffed tail.

She shifted back moving her legs and bumping the end of his muzzle with her bum giggling as she began grinding against him. Torvik had no protests when he felt his shaft slide into a warm mouth even though he had no clue who's muzzle was sucking up his growing member. She still seemed to be able to giggle as she rubbed her privates against his neck and up the bottom side of his muzzle. Torvik had been slowly learning how to please these girls and immediately understood using his paws to push her hips higher so he could nuzzle and lick against her treasure.

After moistening the outside he used his tongue worming his way inside pushing as deeply as he possibly could. Almost immediately she clamped down and the young dragon was left struggling while his tongue was pinned tight. He could hear her laugh as she leaned forward pulling his head along by his tongue making him wordlessly cry out till she released him and he flopped back hard into the pillows. Her giggling as she rubbed her rump back against him actually made him grin but as she started on his cock again he decided it was best for now to respond with his fingers, feeling along her folds before slowly pressing inside.

It only took a few minutes of play before the Torvik was reaching his limit. He was most surprised when she scooted forward and sat across his chest allowing his seed to jet out over his chest. With one hand she directed his orange shaft until his entire chest was coated with his own warm gift. Still rocking his hips he notice that she was doing something with the rest because he still had several spurts left that never reached his hide.

As he tried to regain his strength he tired to guess what was happening as she rocked back and forth but with her back blocking his entire vision he had no clue what was going on. "Father said we could be special friends." She started. "That you could be MY special companion, but I couldn't bond with you." Again there was that little giggle that made him smile in response. "You will be my boyfriend and my brother, and I'm going to make sure you always stay with me."

Suddenly he could feel her fingers as two of them pressed against his hide and began moving. He wasn't exactly sure if she was trying to scratch his hide or just digging in as she traced her way back and forth across his chest leaving behind a faint burning sensation. "Tin Mathe Arroyt Tin Mathe Arroyt. Tin Mathe ARROYT!"

It was almost like she bounced off the bed as she rolled and hit the floor standing up. "Hurry Torvik, Stand up." He got to his feet as she impatiently waited waving him to stand in front of her. He took stock of the small bunny girl who's head was just below his chin leaving ears that stood up going beyond his line of site as he looked at her. "Now bend down and pick me up... We have to press our bellies together." He had started to look her over noticing the wet smears on her own middle as she raised up her arms. There was no reason for the young dragon to bend down as the eager bunny hopped into his arms wrapping hers around his neck. "Hug ME!" Torvik did as she commanded going so far as to wrap her up with his wings, which for some reason were smaller barely able to go around her. "Tin Mathe Arroyt!!" She cried out one final time hugging him tight enough to make his neck start to ache with the strain.

Once he finally decided to let go she slid the half foot to the floor, staring up into his eyes she stated, "You're mine now Torvik." Her hand traced across his chest in a complex pattern before she pulled it away and began sucking on her fingers giggling as he used another paw to retrace her own chest.

"Even if you bath in his cum it won't make your silly little wish come true."

"Yes it WILL!!" The small bunny quickly turned shouting back at Possta who stood in the door. "Father says I have special gifts and I'm going to make them stronger than all of you."

"What you are going to do is upset father and everyone else if you keep wasting his seed like that. Go to the bathroom and clean him up." Possta finished nearly slamming the door in irritation.

"She's just upset because your mine now... well mostly mine, but when I get stronger so will my powers." The bunny promised him.

Torvik had been to stunned the entire conversation to move but when the she finally put her arms around his waist he reacted. "How... How did Possta get so big? And, and who are you, whats going on?"

Her giggle this time was different and made him shiver as she barred her buck teeth at him. "Father made you younger so you can fit in better. I'm sure you'll talk with him soon."

Torvik did find himself in Tiberius's study after he had washed and eaten. He felt small sitting in the same chair as before, feet not even touching the floor as he scooted all the way back in the seat. He was still trying to figure out why it felt so strange yet part of it felt comforting as well when the older dragon finally finished his phone call and interrupted his thoughts. "How are you feeling?"

"I uh,..."

"It's a simple question Torvik if you just put a little thought into it. Are you hurt, sick, scared, happy, well...... Confused maybe?"

"Confused. Very confused." He stated latching onto the word.

"No no, that's not right. The correct answer would be, 'I'm very confused Father.' You are my son now." The older dragon stated.

"I guess." He could see Tiberius scowl as he stood up, looking more than a little upset.

"Stand up Torvik!" The young dragon struggled for a moment to scoot forward and get up out of the chair. Before he had even stood straight Tiberius lifted him up to his chest and squeezed him into a big hug. "Torvik, this can't be I guess or maybe. You said you wanted to be part of my family and I made you a place. I gave you a special gift that I ONLY share with my family. You are my son now Torvik and I put a lot of effort into making you who you are now just so you could grow up with my family, your family now." The whole time Torvik's feet dangled just about a foot off the floor as he was wrapped up in a strong males embrace feeling strange, but safe and protected.

When he was finally released and set back down on the floor his chin was lifted to look straight into the older dragons eyes. "You are my son right?" Torvik could do nothing but nod obediently under that gaze. He spent well over the next hour listening to Tiberius as he explained how legally he was taking over his guardianship and how he and Megan would now be sharing a room and bed together. He would still be helping all his daughters needs but for now his main focus would be Megan, and she had asked if he would treat her like a girlfriend. He was also told schooling would start soon, at the house, and that he would be taught what he needed to learn for someone his age. Some of it might be easy since he already knew it but, he was told lessons would get more difficult with time.

Tiberius did spend some time on how Torvik's body had changed, not that he understood any of it. Just the fact that Tiberius had made it happen. The young dragon was also informed that his output now should have been cut significantly as the mornings episode with Megan was pointed out, he had only coated his chest and what she caught, not coated his body and the bed. He still had lots of thoughts and was still confused when he left the study later but was unable to figure out how to truly put those ideas into questions. He only hoped Tiberius was right when he went back to his room and got out his journal, hopefully writing everything down would make things clearer.

Little changed the next few days beyond the fact he seemed to shrink a little more and of course the obvious of now having a bed time companion. At bedtime she often traced strange designs on is hide and muttered weird words before climbing up on top and riding him to a nightly orgasm before snuggling in to sleep. The rest of the daytime was spent wandering around the house, playing games with or watching t.v. with the girls which often times had close cuddling and sometimes a feeding. He spent two morning with a tutor who had piles of papers for him to fill out through the afternoons showing his current education level and abilities.

He had met all the mothers at some point some staying several days others just for one, each treating him differently from coddling him to outright ignoring the space he existed in. Eventually Carol, and Possta left allowing Crysta and Deena to take their place. That afternoon a few hours before dinner he was sent upstairs with the skinny ten year old ferret girl to get to know her better.

The young dragon actually laughed chasing her up the stairs to his room, watching avidly as she seemed to slide out of her clothes and jump onto his bed. Though before he was even able to get his shirt off his name thundered through the house. "TORVIK!!" Tiberius shouted his name one more time before the little ferret jumped up.

"Hurry, go!" She spoke racing across the room and opening the door for him. Torvik stumbled down the stairs trying to adjust his erection and calm his flushed body. Crysta was in the living room pointing out the front door and stepped in behind him as he passed.

"Um... yes Father?" Torvik spoke timidly as he stepped out onto the porch.

"You have a visitor." The older dragon stated stepping to the side revealing the red fox standing at the bottom of the stairs.

"Exisho?" He was surprised, worried, and embarrassed at seeing his friend, going so far as to try and hide part of his body behind his smaller wings.

"Maybe now you see what I told you." Tiberius spoke quietly.

"Torvik... it that really you?" There was surprise and what sounded like more than a little distrust as the foxes gaze went back the the bigger dragon.

"Ya I... um, got smaller."

"It's him." Crysta stated pushing her younger brother forward moving them closer.

"He didn't get smaller, we forced his body to regress. His personal problems would have made it difficult to stay in school and even more difficult to lead a normal life without going through a medical procedure several times a day. And no, this is not conventional medicine but his problem has been greatly reduced. Added to that he now has several new siblings and playmates his current age to grow up with. He also no longer feels like he's being abused or taken advantage of." The big warm smile the large dragon gave seemed fake to Exis, in fact much of what the dragon stated felt like a well cloaked lie but watching his friend beam back a bright smile and see the lynx girl step in and give him a hug that had his wings shivering left Exis wondering what to do.

"Are you alright Torvik? Did you... What's going on, and what about your father?"

"No one's seen dad." The young dragon answered quietly, but at least this time when he said it he didn't feel like crying.

"Why don't the two of you talk with Torvik's friend and help him understand." Turning back to the fox Tiberius fixed him with a firm glare. "I took him out of school and did this to help him, you of course heard what happened and it likely would have kept happening if I didn't do something. He does not deserve to be used, abused, or raped like he was in school. All of his teachers believe he needs some extra support and care. Here in this house he will have a tutor, siblings, and a stable home to live in." Both kids moved to the side allowing their father back into the house each smiling at the light pat on the head.

The three spent nearly and hour on the front lawn talking. Torvik filled in Exis on all that was going on only letting one thing slip which was he slept with Megan every night. Crysta was more than smart enough to curb wayward thoughts as the fox's eyes widened. "Don't let the little guy fool you. Yes she sleep in his bed, we all have to share room and at times we have to share a bed since there isn't enough room for everyone to be here. Father bought Torvik a really big bed and Megan will only be here some of the time for now and she only has a few weeks left before she has to go back... That and father has cameras set up in each of our rooms. He's often let foster kids or children with problems stay for a few months. He's not about to let any of us do Anything he doesn't approve of." The lynx quickly explained how the eight bedrooms were split up as one for their father, two for their mothers when they helped out, which left five for the kids to share. "Torvik's the only one who's going to be staying here full time and Megan's only nine so Father isn't worried yet."

Although it didn't quite end the fox's wondering Torvik's comment on how she liked to snuggle and hug when they fell asleep was enough for him to let it slide especially since the young dragon didn't seem to be trying to hide something like he did before with the actions of his father and the others.

When they were called back in to get ready for dinner Crysta was the one who stayed behind for a moment. "You know he is happy here right?" She asked as the fox turned away.

"Maybe..." Exis jumped as she stepped in close planting a light kiss on his cheek.

"You're pretty cute." She smiled seeing the vulpine more than a little flustered.

"Well.. yes." He answered before he got a handle of himself. "Listen if you really want to make him happy again, get him a camera."

The lynx slipped back tilting her head slightly, "You mean like the one he was carrying around? I thought he got rid of it."

"Well no... His dad started using it to take videos of him." Exis spoke quietly.

"I'll tell Father, I know Torvik was taking pictures of me and everyone else I thought he just got tired of it."'

"He enjoyed having people pay attention to him and everyone seemed to listen when he held up the camera. I was going to ask the yearbook club if they wanted him to join but now..." Exis trailed off again stepping away not noticing Crysta step up behind him.

He gave a full body shiver the moment her arms wrapped around him. "You know father watches us like a hawk here but there are places at school where two people could hang out and have fun." She gave his ear a little lick. "You don't have to answer now but if you think you might want to have a little fling I'm up for it." By the time Exis had collected some thoughts she was already back on the porch smirking at him. On impulse she licked her finger sticking it in her mouth before she walked inside and shut the door. She wasn't sure if it would be a good idea to involve the fox for more than just a time or two but hopefully if she did he wouldn't keep thinking about Torvik.