Fable Part 3: New Home
#7 of Max & Myles
Dust kicked up behind the border collie's paws as he padded down an old gravel road. The early morning sun barely made it through the new layer of leaves sprouting on the trees overhead. Birds of all varieties occupied the canopies and individually sung their own off key songs. Fable stopped admiring the un-rhythmic orchestra and glanced over to his side. Keeping a brisk pace with him was the blue pearl of his life. Lieu caught his stare with her own and a smile formed on her muzzle. The frisky blue heeler closed the slight gap in between them and threw her rump into him. In the time that Fable regained his balance, she was already running ahead of him laughing and wagging her tail. The border collie barked as he gave chase for her with his eyes locked on what was under that wagging tail and his nose taking in the overpowering scent coming from it.
After their frolic in the shrubs yesterday, the two found a few secluded places to romp around in some more. Once the high of mating wore off, they cuddled up under a shade tree until it was time for Fable to go home. That nearly broke Lieu's heart when he left. But first thing in the morning after his humans left, he slipped his collar and took off for the road that the heeler used to get into town. He caught her midway and jumped at the chance to see where she lived when she offered to show him.
"It looks cozy." Fable panted when he caught up to her at the end of the gravel road. An ancient house with a large front porch sat in the center of a large clearing. White paint flaked off of the sides of the home and revealed the raw wood beneath that was probably as old as the forest around them. Parked beside it was a blue truck with roundish looking edges. A whinny erupted from a white and red metal sided barn that was a stone's throw away from the home. Short horses that were only slightly taller than Fable were running around a pen that seemed to stretch on forever. The strong odor of horse and their piles of digested greens was too much for the sweet scent of the trees breeding to overpower.
"Let me introduce you to my owner." Lieu said to him. The border collie nodded and followed her closely up to the porch. Pots of strong smelling herbs sat on one end of every step leading up the porch. A path of muddy prints from human and canine led from the front door to the steps. Another path of prints broke off to a pair of worn rocking chairs that had a small table in between them. On top of the raised surface was a single white cup of steaming coffee. Fable stayed back by the stairs as Lieu stepped forward to one of the occupied chairs and greeted a human that looked as old as the house he was rocking under. The elder wearing a pair of blue jeans with a puffy plaid coat, looked lost in his own world until the heeler gave his hand a lick. His weathered and wrinkled face lit up as he looked down at his dog.
"Hey girl..." He softly said to her under his stroking palm. "How are you doing?" She wagged her tail and licked his forearm to let him know. When they finished greeting one another, the old man looked over at Fable and smiled at him. "Bringing home strays now?"
When the border collie realized he was being talked to, he slowly approached the human with a sunken down pastor. He was nearly going to shy from the calloused hand, but Lieu's owner's warm smile kept the nervous dog still. The elder's tough looking palm was surprisingly soft and gentle as it stroked his head.
"What brings you out here boy? Huh?" He asked the border collie. Fable just mimicked Lieu by wagging his tail and licking the humans forearm. On top of his salty arms was the heeler spit. A hint of where her tongue spent most of its night lingered in his muzzle after the human stopped petting him. As Fable stepped back, he got caught by the heeler's active tongue.
"Didn't I tell you he was sweet?"
"You did," Fable said to her as they scaled down the porch's steps. Her owner seemed much nicer than all of the border collie's owners combined. When their paws touched the ground, Lieu leaned up against him with her tail flipped to her side and tapping his rump.
"Care to see where I sleep?" She asked him with a wink. He knew where this was going.
"I'd like that." Fable answered as he wagged his tail into hers. She led him around the corner of the old house and partly to a spot where two dog houses sat under a large tree. Both small-scale homes had gable roofs and one was painted blue and the other was red.
"Everything all right?" Fable asked her when she stopped. This wasn't getting them to the spot where they could fool around any quicker.
"Have I told you about Baxter yet?" Lieu asked him back. He just shook his head. In the time that he has known her, she had not mentioned this Baxter once. "Don't worry. He doesn't bite."
That he didn't make him feel any better.
"You and him haven't..." Fable started, but paused to try and think of a way to ask her if she had mated with this Baxter. He really didn't want to sound insecure. So after a flick of his ears, he came up with. "You know...?"
Seconds past before it finally clicked in the confused heeler's head. "Oh no. He's fixed." Fable was about to breathe a sigh of relief until she continued. "He did lend me his tongue once."
"What?!"
"It was just a onetime thing."
"When?"
"During my first heat. He was nice enough to take the edge off of a sleepless night. I didn't need his muzzle this heat since I had you." Lieu finished explaining. Near the end of her explanation, her tail slowly made its way to her side again. Thinking about what her swollen pooch was doing right now made Fable begin to pant and wag his tail. "Now calm down and come say hi."
"I'll calm down as long as you don't." He said to her with a wink. She smiled and rolled her eyes at him before leading him to the dog houses.
Between the weathered shelters were two rubber bowls and a small bucket full of water. The red dog house was closest to the big tree and vacant, but the blue dog house looked like it was full of short brown fur. There was no sign of movement from the furball until Lieu gave the doghouse a kick.
"What...?" The pile grumbled as a long eared and wrinkled muzzle emerged from it. The sagging skin revealed red flesh from under its tired brown eyes.
"I got a visitor with me Sleepyhead." Lieu answered with a grin. The bloodhound's eyes very slowly turned from the heeler to Fable. "Baxter, this is Fable." She then turned to the border collie. "Fable, this is Baxter."
"Hello pup..." Baxter lazily said before resting his head back down on his wrinkled body.
Lieu sighed and rolled her eyes at him. "Thanks for the great effort there Baxter."
"You're welcome." The blue dog house echoed.
"You should really get out here and get to know the father of my future pups."
"I'll talk to him when I get up..."
Lieu scoffed and shook her head as she faced Fable. "He'll croak of old age before he gets up."
"It was nice to meet you Baxter!" Fable barked at the now snoring bloodhound. After his outburst, he pointed his muzzle at the red dog house. "I take it to that is where you sleep?"
"For the most part when I'm not sleeping by the old human's paws or entrance to his home." She said to Fable as he stepped into her dog box. The tall and pointed ceiling was about the only difference her house had from his. The biggest plus was her scent all over the inside of it. "Now don't go stinking up my box."
Fable got a sly smile across his muzzle.
"Wouldn't dream of it." He said back out to her. That certainly wasn't a lie, because he was going to make it a reality. Quickly the border collie dropped to his side and rolled over onto his back. Once he was in position, Fable began wiggling back and forth like a spaz. The straw bedding crunched all around him and some even flew up into the air.
"What are you doing?" Lieu asked him. Fable stopped flopping around and looked over his body at her head poking through the doghouse's entrance.
"Stinking up the place." He answered with a wag of his tail.
"Well..." Lieu started as she slowly stepped in until she was directly over him. Her hot breath hit the whites of his muzzle as she said. "You're doing it wrong."
Lieu gave his muzzle a few licks before spinning around over him. Now he was looking up at something that was irresistible and demanding his attention. Fable sucked in a deep lung full of air when the heeler's hot breath hit his sheath. His own muzzle was drawn to her heat swollen pooch standing above him, but it was just out of reach. It took several licks to Lieu's inner thighs for her to get the message that he needed her to lower herself down for him. Instead of slightly squatting down though, she dropped her rump onto his head.
"Did that help?"
"It did..." Fable sarcastically mumbled from under her butt. A hotspot formed on the bridge of his muzzle where her vulva was resting.
Unable to do much in his position, the border collie tried to hold still when her hot breath's turned into broad strokes with a wide tongue. That urge to hump was satisfied when the broad strokes to his sheath started probing the fuzzy cocoon. He completely filled Lieu's eager muzzle with a single thrust. Heat and slobbers swirled around his steadily growing cock firmly held in her mouth.
Wanting her strong scent and taste in his snout and not on it, Fable pushed her rump up with his head. Before Lieu could bring her butt back down onto his face again, the border collie gave her swollen folds a poke with his warm nose. That contact made her body tense up above him. She released his semi hard cock to lift up her head and let out a quiet whimper. Her pleading whine evolved into a moan when his tongue slid over the heeler's beautiful flesh. That strong scent and sweet taste of his blue pearl he had been craving since they parted ways yesterday, was finally flowing through his snout again. He couldn't get enough of it and judging by all of the whimpering and moaning she is doing, she couldn't get enough of his attention.
"A b-bit different than what we did yesterday at the park?" Lieu moaned as Fable's licker penetrated her tight folds. Her hips got animated and started to rock down into his eager snout when he pushed into her. But the movements she was making, made it difficult for him to keep lapping at her, so when she thrusted down, he wrapped his paws over her back and pulled down. That stilled her rocking hips so he could continue probing her depths. Each thrust from his tongue got a response from the heeler. It was either a pleasant moan to his flopped over ears or tight squeezes from her insides. It only took a bit more teasing to her soft and slick walls to get them clamping down around his wide licker almost as quickly as she was panting.
"F-Fable... Stop for a second..." Lieu moaned in between her heavy breathing. The border collie retracted his tongue, but gave her slobbered up pooch one last lick before releasing her and resting his head back onto the golden bedding. The object of his desire gave him a few winks and then disappeared when Lieu spun around over him. Now they were face to face again. Fable leaned in and gave the front of her muzzle a slow lick.
A wide grin formed on her muzzle as she squatted her rump down, placed a paw on his chest, and began shifting her rear end around. The border collie wanted to be inside of her just as badly as she wanted him too, so he brought his front paws up to her sides and began slightly shifting his back end around trying to find that sweet spot. Finally, the pair aligned Fable's semi hard shaft with her swollen pooch and a gasp erupted from both dogs when Lieu slid down him. There was zero resistance as he penetrated her depths since they were both adequately slicked up with their slobbers.
"Hmmm... yessssss..." The heeler quietly moaned when she gave her rear end a wiggle. Now that they were both fit together like two puzzle pieces, Lieu lifted her rump up slightly and slowly brought it back down. The flexible base of Fable's cock made it easy for her to angle it up to ride on. It also gave the border collie a good show. He looked past their thick furred bellies and saw his red doghood sliding in and out of her puffy dark lips. Seeing those swollen folds swallow up his partially inflated knot started getting him worked up enough that it felt like he was already going to pop in her.
To avoid blasting his thick seed into her before she even gets close to her own climax, Fable laid his head back down. Lieu had her muzzle pointing down at him, her eyes were closed, and she would occasionally whimper or lick her nose in between quiet moans. Seeing his blue pearl lost in her own little pleasant world was almost as bad as watching her sweet folds taking him in. Fable couldn't help but lean forward and join her tongue in giving her nose a quick lick. That tender sign of affection broke the heeler out of her own little world and put a smile across her muzzle.
"Lieu..." Fable panted up to her as he looked into her brown eyes. There was a glow in them that seem to draw him into her, but in his love intoxicated haze, he didn't realize her eyes got closer as she leaned her muzzle down to his neck and buried her hot nose into his fur. Those gentle and steady rocks of her hips were now full on humping and grinding down onto him. Fable's shaft and knot puffed up enough that she had to put some effort into her thrust to completely take him in. Sometimes her heat swollen lips would give his knot a few smooches before letting it part them and slide inside.
Feeling Lieu's erratic humping and nibbles to his scruffy neck, told the border collie that she was about ready to go off. That's familiar pressure that he felt all day yesterday with her came back in full force and told him that he himself was about to erupt. Not wanting to cum with his knot trapped outside of her fertile pooch, Fable slid his paws from her sides to her hips and pushed down while he thrusted up. When she grinded thosesweet folds against his thick ball of flesh, there was one brief moment of straining resistance, but with a heavy grunt from the border collie and an excited yip from Lieu, her rump went flush with his body. They were locked together.
"My Fable!" The heeler barked into his neck as her eyes shot up to the ceiling of her dog house. She let her one leg slide down to his side to get a better grip as she rode on his knot. Fable loosened up his grip on her hips and let his tongue hang out of the side of his muzzle while her convulsing pooch was wrapped around his throbbing cock. All of that pressure built up that his blue pearl caused, was released in the form of a blast of his thick seed. Lieu barked into his neck again before chomping down on it. Every little movement from her fertile depths or buck from her hips got a heavy shot of cum out of the border collie.
Fable let his front paws slide to his sides as he settled down to pants, but Lieu kept at it. She still had her jaws locked down on the scruff of his neck while she was trying to work herself into another orgasm. Every downward thrust from her almost felt like it was forcing his knot deeper into her. And every time she tugged up on him, it nearly lifted his rear end off of the straw bedding. Part of him wished that she wasn't gnawing on his neck so he could watch her over filled pooch bouncing up and down with him stuck in her. But after just a minute of more bumping and grinding, Lieu released his neck, lifted her muzzle, and tensed up over him. A long whine erupted from her muzzle when her body began rippling around him again. He took a quick glance past her belly to see her swollen fortune cookie that had a tight hold on him. It was a beautiful sight to him, but she took in several deep breaths before relaxing and settling down onto the border collie blocking his view.
"Did you get it all out?" Fable asked the half asleep heeler. Lieu smiled slightly, but it rapidly disappeared when she looked at his neck.
"I'm sorry Fable." The border collie's heart raced as he tried glancing down at his neck, but his muzzle block any attempt he made to look where she chewed on him. A slight stinging sensation was coming from a damp spot he couldn't see.
"Am I bleeding?" Fable asked. He tried to hide the worry in his voice, but bleeding wasn't one of his favorite things to do. Thankfully Lieu shook her head.
"Just drooled all over you. I didn't mean to bite you so hard though..." Lieu whined as she got her front paws on his chest to start lifting up. Fable quickly brought his own paws up and wrapped them over her back to hold her in place.
"It's all right." The border collie said up to her with a warm smile. It stung where she gave him a love nipple, but he wasn't going to hold it against her. It was done in the heat of the moment. And it did make things a bit more exciting. Lieu put a smile on again and relaxed back down onto him. Fable leaned forward and gave her muzzle a lick before saying. "My Lieu."
It was a weird thing for her to bark while they were mating, but it had a ring to it. The heeler's smile got bigger. "My Fable."
Getting to see Lieu release his softening doghood and drip their fluids onto his spent organ, made him eager to do this position again in the future. Once cleaned up, Lieu gave him the grand to her of the property. He made sure to mark the house, several trees, the old truck, and barn before they spent the midday rolling around in the hay like a couple of puppies. After passing out in the sea of mini horse munchies, Fable walked his blue pearl back to her dog house.
"I wish you didn't have to go..." She softly whispered in his flopped over ear. He gave her cheek a tender lick before stepping back from her.
"Me too..." Fable said as she sat down in front of her dog box. The heeler's posture was sunken and her once alert ears were lying flat now. Seeing her like this pulled at his heart, but he mustered up enough to take another step away from her. "I'll be back."
"I know... I'm just going to miss you..."
"I'll miss you too..." Fable whispered back before he started padding away. He nearly made it to the gravel road when a few barks erupted behind him. When the border collie spun around, Lieu was standing there with a wagging tail.
"I have to go Lieu."
"I know. Just one more thing before you take off." The healer said. She leaned in and pressed her nose against his before giving the front of his muzzle a lick. Fable then watched her step back and nervously bounced from paw to paw with her tail seizing its waving. "I uh... I-I just wanted you to know... To know that I love you Fable."
Both of their tails picked up and started wagging at the same time. Seeing her be the nervous wreck instead of him weirdly felt nice. But knowing how she felt was a whole lot better. "I love you too Lieu. I'll see you tomorrow morning. Alright?"
"Okay." Lieu nearly barked as she spun around and ran for her dog house. The border collie let out a heavy sigh before stepping into the gravel road.
The long road was lonely without her there by his side. It seemed to stretch on forever and it felt like his paws were made of lead when he reached the city. He snuck back to his dog box and looked down at the tagged band that held him there. All of those cold nights alone with a family that didn't seem concerned with his well-being, set back into the border collie. With some forced motivation he lowered his head down to his collar.
"No." Fable sternly said to the collar as he pulled his head back. With a snarl, he snapped down on the camouflaged band and tossed it a few feet away with a flick of his head. When it touched the ground, he barked at it a few times. "This is NOT my home!"
Just then, a familiar noise made his ears perk up. It was a loud rumble echoing from the front of the house. He looked towards the street and saw a large yellow vehicle roll past. When the sound of his owners came from the front of the house, he was about to hightail it out of there, but a thought popped into his head. If he was going to be a stray, he was going to make sure they didn't go looking for him. With the angriest face Fable could put on, the border Collie trotted around the front of the home. All of his younger owners were rushing to the front door, but stopped when they saw their dog loose.
"Beaver is out!" The oldest child yelled. When he approached the loose dog and reached out to him, Fable lunged forward with a snarl and took hold of the child's pants with his jaws. The sudden attack startled his owner enough that he stumbled back onto the ground. With a full backpack on, the older child struggled as he tried to get up. But his efforts to stand up were cut short when the border collie hopped onto his chest and began snapping at the air in front of the human's face.
"Help! Help! Help!" He shouted at his younger siblings repeatedly. Everyone was too afraid to help their brother from the aggressive dog, so he worked up the courage and gave the slobbering and snapping dog a shove. Fable hit the ground hard and when he got up, his owner was standing and scrambling towards the home with his siblings. Another savage snarl came from the border collie while he chased them into their house. He barked and clawed at the door they slammed in his face for good measure before leaving the porch. Fable stood proudly in front of the rundown home, but some movement behind him startled him. The culprit was just his tail. Wagging.
With one last look at this rundown, lonely place, Fable took off. When he reached the corner where he met Lieu for the first time, he slowed to a stop by the light post they sat together by. This was where he met the dog of his dreams and the motivation to get away from his owners. A series of thuds made him look over at the unkept house across the street that Lieu liked to watch. Bailing out of a SUV was an older couple with a younger female. The long loose shirt she had on did very little to hide the big belly under it. Fable assumes she was carrying a child since the rest of her body's proportions didn't match her stomachs.
On top of the porch's steps all of the humans were heading for was that large white dog. It again had its eyes locked on the border collie. When the older humans went past it, the dog didn't move. But when the pregnant human did, it looked up at her and wagged its tail before following her inside. Fable shook his head and continued making his way back to Lieu.
The fleet pawed dog hit the gravel road and made it through the forest to his blue pearl's homestead, but he didn't slow his pace one bit. Those white speckled paws had so much speed built up in them that he had to slide to a stop when he reached her dog house. Snoring like the bloodhound in the blue dog box was the love of his life. Not wanting to seem like he just ran across the county, Fable stayed back until he caught his breath. He then took a step forward and pressed his nose against her soft ear.
"Lieu..." The border collie softly whispered to her. Lieu's fluffy ear flicked against his nose a few times before she opened her eyes.
"...F-Fable, what are you doing here?" She asked him after a big yawn. Fable just wagged his tail at the confused and tired heeler. "You need to get home before your owners find out your gone."
"I am home." Fable said down to her. A loud groan echoed from the blue dog house.
"That is sickeningly sweet..." Baxter moaned.
"It's nice to see you too Baxter." Fable said to the wrinkly pile of fur before turning back to Lieu with a smile. "Is this going to be alright?"
The blue healer smiled back at him and tapped her tail against her straw bedding. "Better than alright."
And with that, Fable crawled into her dog house to join her. His tail beat both sides of the entrance as he went in.