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Phew, well, here it is... part 3... must admit, this part took me longer than I thought it would, all because I wanted it to be a little 'break' of all the drama I've built in the past two parts, I guess... not that this part is drama-free, but things get lighter a bit here.

Also, a fair warning: (R18+)

Yes, this is an adult story, with male/male action (with mild drama squeezed in between for the sake of the story), bad language and mild violence (in yiff at times), so if you are disturbed by such things, or simply get a turn off by some, do yourself a favor and don't proceed. Consider yourself warned.

Tiger, Human, mm, Anal, Kissing, Sweat, Bath, Rimming, Cuddling, Making up, Bad Language, Drama, Story Progression.

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"Hey, guys, guys! Look! Check this out!"

"..."

"C'mon you guys, look!"

"Zed, be quiet..."

Zed, the owl, left Flok and Silver as they stood with their backs to the wall, in wait for Doctor Ix to return. Zed soon turned back his attention to Kuma, the fat bear, who just picked a corner in Doctor Ix's office to sleep in. Zed couldn't stop tickling his nose to disturb the sleeping bear and chuckle everytime he sways his massive paw, thinking it's a fly. Flok glanced at Zed and frowned, apparently bothered as he told him several times to stop and settle down, he was about to force him to but Silver poked his arm and shook his head slowly.

(Don't...)

(Why not?! Everyone here's irritated and worried about Yzmar while-)

(Maybe that's a good thing.)

(... what do you mean?)

(I've always felt jealousy towards those two; they have no care in the world and are simply cheerful whenever you see them.)

(...)

(Rather than them, I feel sorry for the other two...)

Silver finished his sentence as he beckoned with his snout towards Turbo and Claus, both of them were sitting without motion like pure stones in some dojo. Flok looked at them and sulked a bit.

(I can understand how they might feel right now. That's why I-)

(Don't we all? It's at times like these that you need at least someone to cheer the whole group. Maybe Kuma's innocence and Zed's joyfulness are what makes these two able to keep it together.)

Flok turned slowly to Silver in shock.

(Hey... you actually say some wise stuff from time to time.)

(... what the fuck does that mean, you idiot?!)

(Thanks.)

(... Heavens, no one in this group is normal... I swear...)

After a while, Doctor Ix closed the door behind him as he stepped to his office, his long white coat was dangling on his left arm, he rubbed his wrist as he applied a bandage to it not long ago. With his coat off, his dark blue shirt appeared plain for the most part. There were words written on the upper part of his shirt; on the left side, letters of the word 'live' written in white, with the word 'dog' written under it. While the right side had black letters of those two words' reflection, which appeared as 'evil' and 'god', the two sides were separated by a small red dog icon of some sort. Ix didn't glance at anyone at all, making his way to his office as everyone awaited his arrival, worried sick...

Turbo stood up from the couch when he saw the doberman again, and his eyes were simply speaking the words, but his mouth went on and said them anyway.

"Will he live?"

"... it's... a miracle, this human never seizes to amaze me."

"... he'll live, right?"

"He's lucky the knife didn't reach his heart, it wasn't aimed at his heart, to begin with."

"... what?"

"The attacker targeted a normal location of the heart, which is in the middle of the chest and little to the left... but, luckily for Yzmar, his heart is a little to the right instead."

"..."

"It's possible, yes. It's a rare phenomenon called Complete Situs Inversion, which means all bodily organs inside him are inverted... in other words, it's like looking at a normal body using a mirror. Normally, the inversion affects some parts of the body, but Yzmar's inversion is perfect; it's a living nightmare for inexperienced surgeons to operate on."

Claus looked at the doberman with killing anticipation, needing to hear more promising words.

"So... it didn't... he won't..."

"Rest assured, his condition isn't critical; I'm no amateur surgeon, if I say so myself... which I do, so calm down, everyone."

Claus took a big sigh as he sat back down at the couch and clasped his paws together in gratitude, Flok hovered his hand on his shoulder and eased his stress, smiling in relief himself as well. Silver stood silent all the while, reflecting at the scene in the factory and how he almost ended up like that bull, not like he wasn't regretting what he did to the human. Turbo, however, still had a troubled expression on his face.

"Is he awake now?"

"No, although the stab wasn't in a dangerous location, he still suffers from serious blood loss, and his heartbeats are weak; I had to donate some of my blood to him in the middle of the operation, since we're both AB type. He needs rest a great deal. I made a call to be supplied with-"

"Can I see him?"

Everyone felt it by now, but didn't show or even dared to open the subject in a time like this; Turbo was showing more and more concern to Yzmar, even though their first encounter at the factory wasn't that friendly. Ix glared at Turbo for awhile, his black red eyes clearly disturbed for some reason, he sighed as he rubbed his bandaged wrist a little more.

"Turbo, what exactly happened?"

"... what?"

"This is the second time he comes to me with..."

Ix stopped, then turned to the rest who were looking back at him, clearly puzzled. He smiled shyly and bowed.

"I'm terribly sorry, but can I perhaps talk with Turbo on private, if you don't mind?"

Everyone turned and stared at each others... what's really going on here? When did Ix see Yzmar the first time?

"Don't worry; if you're worried about Yzmar's condition, I'll send the nurse to call you and bring you to my office."

+++

"Turbo, be honest with me... what happened?"

"I'm telling you the truth!"

"..."

Ix passed near the hanger and left his white coat there, sitting on his chair behind the office as he scratched his chin in thought.

"One of them even died on the spot when they assaulted him, do you think I'm lying to you?"

"No... I've heard news from another hospital in the city accepting in two bulls that died shortly, they've shown symptoms of The Grim. But forget about that, I didn't find the pendant on him when I did the operation."

"... I still feel guilty for not giving him the pendant yet, but I tried-"

"You better be; Yzmar almost died today because something that I feared might happen DID happen. Not only that, this clasp was so strong he couldn't move his body."

"You saying his condition went worse?"

"No, The Grim doesn't come all the time with the same strength, the disease gets stronger with time overall, but the clasps vary in sharpness. But then again, maybe it did get worse... you know why?"

"..."

Ix sighed, looking back at him and wondering if it would really give a positive reaction from him or would just backfire in depression. But he already gave him a rhetorical question, there's no turning back now.

"Turbo, he needs to know your feelings, and fast..."

"I..."

"Because when I finished with his operation, he woke up and I spoke with him a bit... guess what were the first words he said?"

"... what?"

"Please, kill me."

(Please... Doc... k-kill... me...)

"!!"

"He begged me to end his life, right there on the operation bed."

Turbo said nothing, as his paws tightened on his knees and his eyes glaring at the ground in remorse. Just imagining Yzmar saying those words was almost fatal, he must have gone through a lot already.

"Yzmar's will to survive is just hanging by a thread, if that thread is to be cut at any moment, I wouldn't be surprised if he commits suicide."

"..."

"Once the blood package gets here, he'll be back on his feet again with a small bandage on his chest... and I so wish this is the last bandage I'll ever have to apply for him."

"You don't have to tell me that... how painful you think this is for me?"

"I know it's hard-"

"It's not just hard, it's... it's so fucking... it's impossible!"

"Turbo!"

Turbo began to shake, starting to fear the worst. Yzmar was not just hating him now, he doesn't wish to live anymore, it feels like no matter how hard he tries for Yzmar, he still look so far away from his reach.

(AND I HAVE TO PUT UP WITH JERKS LIKE YOU, AND FOR WHAT? FOR BEING A FUCKING HUMAN, THAT'S WHAT!)

Ix stared at the not-so-intimidating muscled tiger in front of him, Turbo was seriously feeling for Yzmar, he seems to have tried for some time to get close to him but failed, and now Yzmar almost suffered to death because...

"He just gives me a cold shoulder... whenever I try to start a conversation with him, he turns away... all because I..."

"GET A GRIP, YOU IDIOT!"

"!!"

Ix sighed in fatigue, the amount of blood he had contributed to finish Yzmar's operation was nothing small, his head span strongly when he shouted. He glared back at Turbo and tried to muster his temper.

"You're the only one, you hear me? The ONLY one who can help him, I don't know if there are other DNA structures out there that can resist The Grim but it's not like I'm going to go and fetch test subjects. You can save him, and you love him, so you'll have to stay strong... strong for him."

"..."

"His body is too weak, it's clear that he didn't put anything in his mouth today other than a forced blowjob... when you drive him home tonight, make sure he eats. Food should help him relax a bit and calm him down, then look where this leads you to, alright?"

"... ok."

"Remember, if anything happens, don't hesitate to call me. I'm glad you did call this time."

"Yeah... sure... thanks, doc."

+++

'Am I... a... alive?!'

Yzmar woke up on the couch of the living room, his head supported with a small pillow and his chest was shirtless with some bandages covering a square spot on his chest. He sat up and instantly felt dizzy as his chest pulsed in pain, just to crush back at the pillow again.

'What happened? I'm back in the apartment again... how did-'

Suddenly, the smell of food kicked his nose alive as his mouth almost instantly watered, someone's in the kitchen.

'Turbo?'

His stomach made loud noises, demanding to be fed, he gulped twice as he remembered not putting anything in his mouth for so long... anything edible, that is... He stood up on weedy feet and rebalancing quickly to prevent a fall, wearing the shirt that was put for him on the glassy table, and made his way to the kitchen. Turbo came back to his senses when he heard the door of the kitchen, he turned back and saw Yzmar entering. Yzmar looked at him and found him all covered with bandages and binds himself.

"... You shouldn't be moving around."

"... What about you?"

"These? Just scratches... for saving your skin, that is."

"... I never asked for it."

"..."

Yzmar slowly went to the table and sat on a chair, dropping his head and arms to the table freely, and took a long sigh of fatigue, not realizing which was more important; rest or food.

"What... what happened?"

Turbo threw an involuntary short chuckle.

"You fell asleep in the car, so I carried you again up to the living room."

Yzmar sulked to himself clumsily, remembering the piggyback he was forced onto this morning.

"... ugh, you must have enjoyed it."

"Don't worry about what happened, I'll tell you all about it later."

Turbo's mind swam away in thought, getting encouraged; Yzmar's voice sounds normal, he's starting to get better, that stab on his chest - on the first glance - almost decided his fate. Yzmar gawked at him for a bit, surprised that Turbo was wearing a white apron and holding a big cooking spoon.

"... so you know how to cook?"

"Huh? Err... just a couple of things."

Turbo blushed a bit.

"Had to make an order most of the time, but I wanted-"

"Black smoke."

"... wha?"

Yzmar sighed again and turned away as he dropped his head to the table again, clearly hassled and too tired to keep it up.

"I think you've just-"

"Woah! Crap, not again!"

10 minutes later, they were both sitting on the table in the kitchen, with a plate that was supposed to be... dry meat? Just what 'was' that, anyway? Yzmar couldn't really guess, some pieces of... black... things? Smells like potato...

"Sorry..."

"..."

Turbo sulked, his paws were down to his knees in embarrassment, he wanted to make something for him and screwed up in an epic style... twice. Yzmar stood up with a grunt, and went to the refrigerator, examining stuff and placing them near him.

"W... what are you doing?"

"I'll cook us something edible."

"You... you can cook?"

"Used to work as a chief in a noodle place, I guess I'm average."

"But you shouldn't... Are you alright?"

"... to cook? Heh, what's that about? Cooking is easy."

'... I disagree.'

Yzmar soon began to prepare things, he fetched a big pan, broke the noodles in half, threw them in boiling water, cut some vegetables, sprinkled soy sauce... Turbo was out of words by now, the guy is almost dancing, his body was moving just enough to do the job, no useless or unnecessary steps, and to think that he was out cold a minute ago.

"Dry or soggy?"

"H-huh?"

"... I'll make it soggy this time."

Turbo said nothing... his mind was busy, his nose savored the smell, his tail began swaying in excitement and his ears loved the sizzling sounds. It took Yzmar 20 minutes until he finally switched the electric oven off, then he came back to the table and placed a pair of chopsticks and a big bawl of glittering noodles with chopped chicken and greens that decorated the dish, all swimming in a dark brownish syrup swamp with a pair of half eggs staring up. Turbo stared at it for a minute, and gulped in amazement and delight, the smell now was awe-inspiring, this dish was too beautiful to be eaten... then he noticed it was only one big bawl.

"Wait, you... you're not eating?"

"I... don't really feel hungry."

"..."

"..."

Turbo's ears went flat as he gave a weak smile, he moved the bowl between them and shook his head.

"What a sorry liar you are."

"What?"

"I heard your stomach when you were cooking."

"... no, that was... ermmm..."

Yzmar blushed deep as his stomach screamed once more, unable to just stay quiet while staring at the food like that. Turbo's smile went wider and shook his head.

"C'mon, it's not fun to eat alone."

"... alright alright."

They both began eating from the bowl, one mouthful after another, Yzmar was more pleased watching Turbo's expressions; his feral face got all cheery at the food. Turbo stopped after noticing that he's actually digging faster than he thought he would; he had to stop for a minute to breathe. He gripped on his chopsticks and marveled at the taste, shutting his eyes in happiness.

"Damn wow, you call yourself average? This is awesome!"

"It's really nothing special, but thanks... I guess."

"No shit, man, I'm serious... whoever's restaurant you've been working in must be so sad for losing a cook like you."

"Heh... well, I guess you're easy to please; this was a quick dish."

Yzmar slowed down gradually, until he stopped eating from the bowl, the soggy noodles' gushy liquefied feeling reminded him of the bull's semen in his mouth. Turbo noticed Yzmar stopping, as the human's stare diverted to the... things that he burned. His mind going somewhere else for a bit, but it got back at Turbo's voice again.

"Is something wrong?"

"Huh? I... I was just... wondering."

"About what?"

Yzmar placed his chopsticks softly on the table as his stare returned to the burned plate, he wanted to eat something else other than the noodles; his mind was reminding him of the bull's taste with every mouthful he took.

"About... what it could be?"

"... well..."

Turbo gulped hardly and his ears went flat again in shame.

"I wanted to make sweet potatoes."

"Hmm... potatoes, eh?"

"But I fail as a cook, I guess..."

"..."

Yzmar took the plate and began checking them, bringing one to his nose and stopping there, still not sure.

"H-Hey, don't. They're burned and-"

Yzmar finally decided and took a bite, closed his eyes and began tasting it. Turbo couldn't believe what he saw; although ugly and awfully made, Yzmar still... wanted to try them. He didn't stop there, he took another bite, and another... and yet another... the tiger's mind went confused, did he consider the feelings in those potatoes? Did he want to make him feel better by eating his burned dish? Not being able to stand it anymore, Turbo reached for Yzmar's hand before he takes another bite, and gave a weak smile.

"It's ok, don't force yourself."

"... *munch~*"

"... it's not half as good as what you made, I already know that. Just... just don't eat it."

"... I *gulp~* liked it."

Turbo's paw disconnected, but it was still there near Yzmar's wrist, Turbo's eyes met Yzmar's, the human was still munching on it and naively looking back at him. Turbo chuckled and shook his head.

"No, you didn't, stop humiliating me..."

"Turbo..."

"..."

"I'm not lying this time, you can tell, can you not?"

"But why... it's just a-"

Yzmar's face suddenly turned pale, his hand holding the potato didn't even get the time to let go of it before crushing to his chest and thrusting hard.

"Y-Yzmar what are you-"

"Gggg-Aaaargh~!"

Yzmar tried to move, he got off the chair and tried to move to the side, ending up tripping on the table's foot and dropping dawn hard with the potato plate.

"Yzmar! Hey!"

Turbo rushed to him, knelt near him and helped him up, but Yzmar's body was too tired to get up again, his breather was hard and took a lot of effort, his hand - still holding the crushed potato - dug deeper.

"A... i..."

"Yzmar, get a grip! Hang in there!"

"... sss..."

"... what?"

"I... sss..."

Suddenly, another burst occurred, Yzmar arced a bit forward and his eyes shut tight, roaring in the kitchen.

"GAAAAAAAAARGH!"

"What is it, damit?"

"AAAAAIIIIIIICCCCCE!!"

Ice! Just like last time? Turbo tried not to panic, he left Yzmar and went to the fridge, taking another template since the last one wasn't filled again. He returned to Yzmar, whose already burning body was red and sweating, he could almost see the scar throbbing on his eyebrow.

"Yzmar, the ice."

Yzmar snatched it quickly and almost smashed it to his chest, squashing what's left of the potato between the ice and his shirt.

'Ack... do it, damit... COME ON, BREATHE... WHAT'S WRONG?'

'You still want to breathe, don't you? You fucked-up human.'

'It fucking hurts!!'

'THEN JUST DIE, WHY WON'T YOU!?'

Another clasp barged in, leaving Yzmar squirming on the floor in misery. Turbo quickly got a hold on him and helped him sit up, he sat behind him and rested Yzmar's back to his own stomach and chest, not to let him move much and hurt himself.

"What's wrong? Not enough ice?"

Yzmar threw the template in rage, still gasping and chocking.

"IT DOESN'T BLOODY WORK!"

"What?!"

Turbo felt powerless, he watched as Yzmar writhed in his hold like a cub that lost one leg, his mouth open and gasping many times, his heart failing to breathe the air. His tightly-shut eyes began dripping tears, his drool was incontrollable by now, and his body was hot and boiling. Even the scar on his eyebrow turned red for the increased amount of blood rushing to his brain, threatening to open again at any second. Turbo was trying to think of anything... just anything that could help.

Soon, Turbo remembered Ix's words, his... DNA! He didn't want to do it when Yzmar didn't forgive him yet for last night, but it felt like it's the only option he can currently think of.

"Yzmar... man, I'm so terribly sorry..."

He unbuttoned his top and tare his shirt open, pulling Yzmar's shirt up to under his arms uncovering his back, then he hugged him to his bare chest, letting his fur touch his naked body from the back. He turned Yzmar's face a bit and faced him from behind, locking his jaw with his mouth. Yzmar's gasps continued, but this time breathing the tiger again.

Soon, Yzmar's heart eased, his breather returned to normal, he opened his eyes a little, finding himself in Turbo's lap, enfolded by his legs and arms in a kiss. Turbo wasn't using his tongue this time at all, he tried his best to keep it retracted and still; this kiss was only for Yzmar to breath again, it would be rude if he used him and took advantage of his weak moment.

'I'm... saved...?'

'That bastard of a furry.'

'...'

Yzmar softly nudged Turbo to break the kiss, he turned his face again forward, bowing a bit and exhaling in respite. Turbo's taste was in his mouth, reminding him of last night, mixed along with the noodles he was eating, he could feel Turbo's heart drumming as his smell also reeked to his nostrils. Turbo rested his back to the wall, and was surprised a bit that Yzmar actually laid himself on him again, both panting heavily. Turbo's paw was on Yzmar's bare stomach, holding him secure.

"Yzmar... shit, man... you gave me a fright."

"..."

"Hey... hey, you ok?"

"..."

"Hey!"

Turbo got alarmed again since he didn't hear Yzmar replying, but suddenly felt his body wavering; Yzmar's voice came weak and dry.

"I... I give up... this is so unbearable..."

"...h-huh?"

"I should have been dead long ago..."

"Don... don't say that..."

"Why did you do that, you bastard? Why must I be tortured further?"

"Tortu... hey, what the heck are you talking about?!"

"..."

Turbo suddenly got furious, unable to take his attitude anymore. His grip tightened on Yzmar further, he sat up straight again, making Yzmar drop his upper body forward as Turbo couldn't believe what he just heard.

"The fucking HELL you talking about?! Is this the thanks I get?!"

"..."

"Fuck you, you piece of shit, you think you're the only one that matters here? Have you got any idea how terrifying this was? ...SHIT!"

"..."

"I didn't want to take advantage of your stroke, ok?! Why the fuck do you only think about that, anyway?! You were about to die, you bastard, and all you think about is... shit, do you have the slightest idea how-"

Yzmar suddenly felt another hug, this one was strong, this one was shaky... Turbo's voice came back again, so panicked and fragile.

"-how I'd feel should anything happen to you?"

The tiger nuzzled at the back of his neck and didn't move from there, purring and whimpering, still gripping at him close, refusing to let him go. Yzmar was silent and felt dreadful paws sealing his body in place, he never dreamed to see such a strong person in a state like this.

"Are you... planning to die on me?"

"... what does it matter?"

"It does matter! Or what, are you finally giving up?"

"... I'm... not important... unwanted..."

"I 'want' you, can't you see!? STOP PUSHING ME AWAY!"

Yzmar jolted, those words... those words Turbo just said... his body cannot remember the last time it thought about the possibility of 'finding' someone to love, his body cried solemnly to his mind, begging it to understand this feeling. The feeling that his mind trashed long ago, giving up the hope to find someone, it's suddenly rushing back to his broken shapeless soul, this tiger could be the only one. Turbo went on...

"Yes, Yzmar... yes..."

"... what..."

"Yes... I... I love you, Yzmar."

"... enough-"

"I really, really love you, Yzmar!"

"... *hard breath~*"

"I didn't know it from the moment I saw you, not even yesterday, but it just came to me this morning. Yzmar, I'm in love with you, not as a human, but as a person... I love you as yourself... I don't care if you're human or a furry..."

"..."

"I know I did wrong, damit, I know I did... and I wish with all my being that I never did... it pains me deeply every time I remember, it's like a dagger that won't come out without you pulling at it. I can only ask you for forgiveness, I can only beg for it... but that's all I can do."

"... you..."

One paw fetched a small chain from his pocket and automatically went over Yzmar's head, putting the chain in place around his neck as the paw rested on his heart, still shaking and gripping at the pendant tightly.

"Yzmar... please... c'mon, I'm begging you here... don't push me away."

Yzmar's brain was confused with over-rushing emotions at once; hatred, agony, relief, love, depression, regret... yet another solid door crushed to bits in the face of this tiger, just what would it take to keep this one from trying? Why won't he give up? Why must he do this? His heart never acted up for being in Turbo's lap, but The Grim would have surely come to him again if he wasn't.

"... Turbo... you sick jerk..."

"..."

"You've chosen the most fucked-up human in this sad world to fall for."

"... I don't care."

"And you just HAD to state it this boldly, you fuck. Can't you take a hint? Can't you understand why I've been pushing you back all this time? Can't you get it when I close another door every time you open one?"

"..."

"It's because I fucking love you too, you shitty tiger... I love you more than my own half-assed self, you deserve a shit load better than me... but no, you just had to choose a person infected with a rare curse."

"ENOUGH ABOUT THIS CURSE ALREADY, YOU FOOL!"

"!!"

"Stop thinking about everyone and everything but your own, you fucking idiot, just what is so messed up with you?"

"Don't act like you know-"

Turbo tightened his hug, his body trembled hard, as it begged Yzmar to understand.

"Yzmar, I sure as hell don't know how that feels..."

"..."

"To be banned from having a proper normal life, it sure sounds scary, I know everyone can never understand half of what you've been through."

"..."

"But there's one thing I'm sure of right now... I do love you, and will always love you, so it's ok to be a little selfish for once... alright?"

"... *sniff~*"

"Besides... you can... l-love me back, without infecting me..."

Yzmar thundered in the kitchen, as he finally began crying freely in Turbo's arms. Turbo cuddled him closer and they both remained at the kitchen's cold floor near the smashed potatoes. Yzmar kept crying with a shattered heart, his back still on Turbo's chest as Turbo rested his chin on Yzmar's shoulder, purring and rubbing him.

"Just get it all out, Yzmar... you'll feel better later, just open up..."

Yzmar kept wailing, his voice roared like a wicked beast that lost his way... but deep inside, his heart was happy, for his mind have finally given him the permission to accept someone in there after long years of needing. His mind began calculating and measuring everything around him once again; life won't be the same now, life began to look different in his teary eyes, and it looked... pretty...

From the hospital to the harbor and now this, it all just made Yzmar feel more and more tired... his strong whimper faded shortly, and then changed into a peaceful slumber, his head dropped again back at Turbo's chest as it heaved up and down, bathing in his scent and fur. Turbo stared at his human with glittering eyes of joy and comfort, his paw gripping on the pendant went shivery, not believing that he finally was successful; Yzmar's face was brighter now, even though the scar on his eyebrow opened again from the stress, his face was peaceful... Turbo finally broke through the locked doors Yzmar have created all this time, he lowered his muzzle and licked softly at Yzmar's eyebrow wound.

(Ever experienced how it feels when you give your all but receive pain in the end?... well, that's the story of my fucking life.)

He dropped his back again slowly to the wall, bringing Yzmar to his chest in a comforting position as he brought his legs close, curling his body around him in a tender warm lap hug, purring in love and passion.

"... it's about time you experience joy in your life, rest for now."

Turbo turned his face a bit to breathe in his neck, purring and rubbing Yzmars bare stomach and chest. His paw lingered over the bandage on his chest and Turbo quivered, remembering how close he was from losing Yzmar forever. He whimpered, grateful that he's with him today, he forgot everything about the pendant because he was nervous when it happened, or else it would have been only one injection and that's it. He nuzzled at his neck and ear, whispering softly in him.

"Nothing will harm you anymore, you're safe here... in my arms."

He closed his eyes in his turn and began breathing slower, not to disturb his lover's first good sleep ever since he came to Velencia.

+++

Yzmar felt being rocked a bit, he opened his eyes lazily and was staring at the sun behind the window, he soon realized he was lying on his left shoulder on a bed in some room, under a bed cover. He didn't recognize the room, it wasn't his, nor the living room or the kitchen.

'... where?'

He felt something fuzzy, brushing against his whole body from behind, and a soft thing reaching to his tummy, rubbing it slowly, while hearing a continuous purring sound. Turbo's scent was all he could smell, he soon realized where he was, it's Turbo's room, looks like Turbo brought him here after he fell asleep. He noticed himself being naked and blushed red; he had to undress him in his sleep like a small kid, although he left the pendant around his neck, Yzmar stared at it and chuckled to himself.

'... a 'T' shape, huh? ...was he... planning to propose with this?'

The fur he's feeling against his back means that Turbo is also naked. His mind calmed quickly, though, his body loved the sensation of his fur against his skin, hypnotized by the attention of his paw stroking his front. Turbo was purring all the while, breathing Yzmar's short silky hair and bathing it with exhales, his left arm extended freely under Yzmar as his head rested on it. Yzmar was staring at his paw as it twitched at times, just to get relaxed again and stay still. It was a peaceful feeling, Yzmar felt safe and secured, this tiger's love to him was so warm it melted the layer of ice around his heart, the ice he worked so hard to build in order to protect others from him... or was it to protect himself? By not allowing anyone in? None of that mattered now, for Turbo was around his heart now instead of the ice. He felt himself sweating a little from being smothered by his fur, but he didn't want to move one inch from there. Even Turbo's tail was wiggling near his balls, it felt strange for it wasn't furry at all, it was... rough...

'... rough?'

Yzmar moved his hand under the cover and sensed it between his legs, receiving an immediate response from Turbo as he moaned with effort. Yzmar's hand went back up quickly, realizing it wasn't actually his tail... Turbo was rock hard down there, and it just got between Yzmar's legs somehow and was now rubbing itself against his balls and penis, Yzmar found his body responding rather quickly, as his penis woke up and hugged his dick back. Yzmar's face went red as he closed his eyes, he wanted to move his hips a little bit away, but Turbo's paw was securing him in place, the rubbing on his tummy just helped his penis to get excited faster.

What's worse, Turbo began humping slowly now, thrusting at his balls and manhood eagerly. Turbo's purrs turned to moans now, his left paw twisted over and held Yzmar's right shoulder, and his right paw reached down, massaging Yzmar's balls and cock along with his dick. Yzmar gasped, Turbo's hold was as strong as ever, and closing his legs firmly didn't stop Turbo's dick from sliding its way through, it made him give a stronger moan as he shot pre cum on Yzmar's penis. Yzmar shivered and instantly parted his legs; trying to resist him will only bring his climax. He was surprised at his own penis as it was just seconds from releasing.

"T... Turbo..."

"Mmmmmmmm?"

"H-Hey, w-wake u-Ugh!"

"Huh?"

Turbo opened his eyes and jolted in shock.

"Oh sh-"

His stroking paw stopped, but it was already too late to stop, his paw froze there feeling Yzmar's shots cover his paw digits and fur, he felt the heat hovering over his own hard dick as Yzmar's body jiggled by its own ecstasy.

"Oh shit, crap... I'm so-damit, I'm sorry."

Turbo instantly moved his dick away, parting his hips and releasing his shoulder, Yzmar laid there without moving, panting in an afterglow. His body responded to Turbo's strokes rather quickly, it just showed how needy Yzmar was for such attention all his life, but Turbo didn't like what he did to his partner one bit. He parted completely, laying on his back and covered his face with his left arm in shame.

"I'm... I'm sorry... I wanted to... warm your body since you looked cold, but I... I never meant to... to..."

Yzmar retracted his legs close to himself in a ball, he hugged his knees as he still faced the window, laying on his left. He tried to understand this new feeling. Unlike the times he was forced into being raped, this time felt... different, his body was acting on its own back there, his hands didn't want to push against Turbo and prevent him from stroking his rod, but his mind interfered and did what his body didn't want to do.

Turbo got a little worried since he didn't feel any movements from Yzmar, he didn't hear any reply and was thinking that maybe Yzmar began hating him again for trying to rape him one more time.

'Damn... protect him, huh? And here I was close to... damn it... damn it all, I'm such an asshole...'

He shivered in fear, and called with a pitched voice at Yzmar without moving his arm, still shutting his eyes tight, and rubbing his right paw firmly on the side of the bed to get his cum off.

"Y-Yzmar? Please... I... d-didn't mean to..."

Turbo stopped as he felt hands moving his arm slowly, Yzmar cuddled himself to his left, resting his head over Turbo's shoulder as he placed Turbo's arm over his body, Yzmar's left hand reached to the tiger's strong muscled abs, feeling them rising and falling as he breathed Turbo's powerful scent.

"Turbo... it was... warm."

"..."

"Your body... I mean... I... I loved it."

"... w-what? No-"

"I mean it..."

"... but... I was about to... rape you again... in my sleep."

"No, it's me, Turbo... I... I still don't know how to... love someone."

"..."

"I never allowed anyone in there before, so... please... t... teach me..."

Yzmar's hand reached far, trying its best to get to the right side of his bulging frame as he dug his face in Turbo's chest.

"Teach me how to love you... Turbo..."

Yzmar felt Turbo moving, he looked up to his face and he was staring back at pure yellow eyes. Turbo said nothing, instead he yanked Yzmar's body upward softly, he lowered his face and was now half an inch away from his mouth, breathing him. Yzmar blushed, instantly shivering to his touch, the tiger's left paw reached down to his butt cheek and rested warmly on it under the bed covers.

"You... really want that?"

Yzmar looked back at him in a dazzled gape, Turbo was holding back the need to do it right away, the need to finally get his heart, get his love and mark it his own. Yzmar parted his lips slightly, wanting to reply, only to find the tiger's muzzle in it, there were no tongues, Turbo was purring and moaning in him, as Yzmar allowed himself to melt away in his passion. He broke the kiss, leaving Yzmar panting with rose blushes, trying to muster a reply.

"Ye... sss... I do."

Turbo pulled him again for another slow kiss, he twisted his muzzle a bit, and reached all over his mouth. Still, there were no tongues, but Yzmar felt his head grow hot and feverish, Turbo brought his paws to Yzmar's back and head as his kiss grew stronger. Yzmar moaned as he felt his body being led by strong arms, sealed in between powerful muscles, bathed in tough smells and surrounded with soft fur. Turbo broke the kiss for a second to breathe a bit, and was about to go at it again, but Yzmar was panting heavily already, his head span in delight and his tongue lulled out.

"It's... so overwhelming..."

Turbo smiled warmly, and reached to his neck and nibbled softly at him, sucking the skin in. Yzmar jolted again in a yelp, wondering at this new sensation, his hands reached for Turbo's chest to balance himself, but it didn't do him much good as he soon fell over his tiger's strong torso. Turbo laid his head back to the pillow and panted in excitement. Yzmar heaved hardly on his trunk, getting lingers of Turbo's sweat already.

"... so... exotic..."

"We... can s... stop here if... if you like."

"... no... please... do it again."

Turbo's dick pulsed at those words, Turbo couldn't believe it; this is a dream, it has to be. Yzmar was actually asking him to be taken, he reached around Turbo's figure and hugged firmly, rubbing his face against his packs.

"Don't... don't stop here, p-please."

"Yzmar-"

Yzmar looked up at him, his emeralds looked so beautiful in Turbo's eyes he gulped the words in his mouth instantly.

"You said you loved me, right?"

"I do, very much."

"Then teach me... teach me how to be yours."

"I don't want to hurt you again, Yzmar, your chest is still... are you really going to be alright?"

Yzmar climbed Turbo's body and gave him a kiss, pulling at Turbo's tongue and inviting him inside. Turbo's eyes went wild... that was what he waited for... that was Yzmar's reply. He shortly returned the kiss, licking and tasting Yzmar's insides once more, their moans grew louder, as their bodies shifted slowly; Turbo began to sit up, still locked with him in the kiss as his paws groped Yzmar's body in every spot possible. He turned Yzmar's body and laid him on his back, as he positioned himself over him, raising his muscular form with his knees and elbows as Yzmar laid freely without restraints under him, both of them smooching, moaning and purring loudly on the bed as Turbo moved the covers all over them. They broke the kiss with a trail of passion, gazing at one another, smelling one another.

"Yzmar..."

"..."

"Have I ever told you... how stunning your eyes are?"

Yzmar's eyesight didn't leave Turbo's for a millisecond, his hand reached slowly to the pendant and felt it with two thin fingers and a thumb, his face was panting quickly, his body needing him more than he ever imagined.

"Turbo... make me... yours!"

Turbo's heart exploded in delight for hearing those words, it echoed inside him... make me yours... such sweet statement, such honest attachment. A loving smile printed itself on his muzzle, and with no more talking he lowered his head again for a long, wet kiss. Yzmar wrapped his arms around the tiger's neck and allowed him inside once again, bashing and toying with the tiger's tongue inside his maw. Yzmar could feel the tip of Turbo's dick pulsing at his balls, he broke the kiss with a splurge as his cheeks and face got covered in their saliva. He reached for the tigers panting face and brushed at it gently.

"Please... *pants~* stop teasing..."

Turbo grinned at him; the human is experiencing it for the first time, the poor thing was in need for someone to love him back all these years and finally found that someone, going at him so boldly like that could actually kill him with ecstasy and glee.

"Are you ready?"

"... take me... penetrate me... fill me... burst inside me... Turbo."

Turbo didn't need anything more than that to get extremely horny, he parted Yzmar's boney legs as he supported his back with one paw, raising it upward a little. His dick poked at his entrance, making Yzmar moan and shiver. Turbo, remembering the not-so-pleasant incident, looked at him in worry and concern, halting his advance.

"It... it could hurt again."

"... *pants~*"

"Yzmar, maybe we-"

Yzmar pulled at his neck, resting Turbo's chin on his own shoulder as he panted quickly and tried to relax his ass for him, his voice came out weak and needed much effort to actually pick the right words. He whispered at Turbo's circle ear.

"Turbo... *pants~* shut up and... and take me... please..."

"..."

"This feeling is... too great... it's too unbearable to stop now."

"... I want this too, Yzmar... I just... I don't want to hurt you again."

"I'll tell you... *pants~* when it hurts... but please, make me yours..."

Turbo closed his eyes, trying to calm down as he licked his neck, getting a little iron taste from the pendant's chain, he whispered softly between his purrs.

"Here I come, then."

"... right... do it..."

Turbo raised Yzmar's hips enough for his swollen feline dick to intrude, he poked slowly, carefully trying his best to keep him relaxed. Yzmar's breath got faster, panicking and remembering yesterday's rape, but Turbo kept licking at his neck and chest, reminding him to ease and lighten up.

"K... kiss..."

"Hmm?"

"Kiss me... take my mind away..."

Turbo shifted his head and dug yet another kiss in his mouth, Yzmar shivered as Turbo's tongue lavishly went inside him, not giving him a chance to move his own, being led by him. Both tongues got locked inside Yzmar's mouth, dancing, rubbing, squashing and humping... his mouth got full of drool it began leaking outside. Turbo broke the kiss and licked his face all over, Yzmar closed his eyes and panted in confusion, but Turbo quickly returned inside him again, the tiger was beginning to explode in yearning desires as his dick went further and further.

'He's... very tight!'

Moans and purrs filled the room, their heat and sweat got caged under the covers and only helped in building a strong sharp stench, Turbo's sweat was dripping off his body, just to get mixed with Yzmar's under him. The feline began his humps finally, getting his 6 inches inside and outside in difficulty and totally messed up rhythms and paces. The tightness of this human only fueled the tiger further, Turbo was a monster by now, he needed his release inside this very being over billions of others. The human penis woke up again from repetitive rubbing by Turbo's underbelly fur, it pulsed in pain, his balls shivered in surprise that his blader is demanding yet another climax. Yzmar tensed quickly, shooting again all over Turbo's belly and abs, as it oozed down back to him.

Turbo let go of Yzmar's butt, leaving him to slide down his dick until he bounced on the bed, he rested his knees and arms, laying over him as he brought two paws to Yzmar's face to halt it in place for a dramatic kiss that felt never-ending. Yzmar vibrated wildly, feeling the heat in all his body against the moist fur, his legs were still parted, as the monstrous rough dick confined his firm rear again, he vanished under the affection of this one furry as he got swallowed into another world... a world he never ventured in. Turbo's whole body arced inward and outward, making loud noises as his abs spread the human seed wider and wider, feeling Yzmar's penis still pulsing from the overflowing attention.

Turbo was beginning to get really rough, the kiss got broke as he grunted and focused on humping, moaning and rumbling in dominance.

(You idiot of a child, it's all your damn fault!)

'h... huh?!'

(*whimper~* I'm... *sniff~* I'm sorry... I'm sorry...)

(Shut up and take it like a bitch!)

(I'm sorry... *cry~* sorry...)

(I SAID SHUT UP!)

Yzmar's eyes went wide in horror, his own past experience flashed back in his head. Trying to hide his pain, as he didn't want Turbo to stop, Yzmar hugged Turbo close and buried his face in his shoulder's fur, panting.

"Ugh..."

"Oh crap, so-"

"No, keep... ugh... going... FILL ME, PLEASE! DO IT!"

The humps continued until Turbo finally couldn't hold it any longer, he locked his fangs on Yzmar's neck and sucked sharply, roaring in his peak. Yzmar whimpered as he felt the knot diving inside as well, his body being filled with gushes after gushes... Turbo's body shivered as it halted inward, this climax was even stronger than last time. Yzmar began to feel his body boiling in excessive heat, his legs locked around Turbo's hips and pulling at him, he remained there out of breath, as every sharp breath he took was from sex, sweat and body odor. Turbo released his shoulder, and noticed the taste of blood on his tongue, he licked the faint wound mixed with the iron taste of the pendant chain as Yzmar calmed down.

"... that was... *pants~* in my entire life, that was... *sob~*..."

Turbo rubbed at his back sides, lovingly diverting his lick to the chain and pendant, purring softly. Turbo's left paw reached to Yzmar's cheek and ear, brushing at him with care as Turbo's slinky tongue licked at the panting human's lips playfully.

"You're mine now, Yzmar... you're mine, and I'm forever yours."

"... Turbo... *sob~*... you have no idea how... how long... I... this..."

Yzmar hugged him back, closing the gap between their chests as his eyes shut tightly, words failed to translate his thoughts and tears filled his face. But those tears were different; the first time he was with Turbo, his tears were of rage and despair, these ones were... joyful, hopeful, and so full of life. Turbo snuggled at the love of his life, finally shattering all obstacles in his way into nothingness as he marched his way into Yzmar's heart, he curled one arm around his body as he stood, slowly uncovering the blankets. His dick was still deep inside him, sealing any semen from leaking out as he got back on his feet from the bed, carrying him close to his body, close to his mind, heart and soul. Yzmar circled his arms around the tiger's strong neck and wrapped his legs across his muscular figure. Turbo smiled and sighed as he brought his muzzle close to his ear and whispered softly and protectively.

"Come now, love ... let's get you all cleaned up."

They entered the bathroom, Turbo stood inside the bath tube and slowly placed his paws under Yzmar's arms, trying to remove his knot at first. Surprisingly enough, Yzmar held him back and hugged him again, refusing to move. Turbo smiled warmly and patted on his head.

"What is it?"

"Please... stay inside me for a bit... more..."

"... just the knot."

"No... I want you all in..."

"... doesn't it hurt?"

"...but-"

"I also need to pee... or do you rather I pee inside as well?"

Turbo chuckled as he said that, but Yzmar didn't say a thing, Turbo nudged his forehead with his muzzle, rubbing it more inside the human's green hair as he breathed it again.

"Don't worry, I was-"

"Do it."

"Eh? No, hey... I was kidding..."

"Please, do-"

Turbo lift Yzmar's chin and planted a kiss on his lips to shut him up, he parted slowly with a small passionate lick to his lips and nose as his yellow eyes gazed so deep inside Yzmar that made him blush.

"This would be enough for now; your body is still weak it needs a time out. Don't get hasty, once you recover fully, we'll take it step by step."

Yzmar said nothing, staring at the bright two topazes above him, frowning that Turbo was once again right. He hugged him again tightly for a bit, then released slowly as Turbo began carrying him again higher, pulling himself out. Both grunted in effort as the knot plopped out with a splash of cum that covered Turbo's foreskin and ball sack. Yzmar was brought down on his feet again, his hole still leaking and dripping, he felt himself falling again if it wasn't for the tiger's quick hug again.

"Woah... heh, you ok?"

"I feel... empty..."

"Hungry, you mean?"

"... and that, too."

Turbo couldn't help but laugh hard at that comment, Yzmar's personality is proving to be more and more interesting.

"Well, we have to clean up first before breakfast."

"I know..."

Soon, they were both under the hot stream, getting all the sweat and fluids off while still being close to each others. Yzmar turned around and face the shower, still feeling dizzy as he placed one hand at the cold bathroom's tiled wall. Turbo was behind him as he got down on one knee and rubbed his paw along Yzmar's crack, which sent him shuddering weakly.

"AH-*gasp~* T-Turbo?! What are you doing?"

"What do you mean? Someone needs to clean that up, right?"

"I c-can do it m-myself!"

"Oh, no no no... that wouldn't do."

Turbo stood again as he rubbed his snout at Yzmar's neck, purring gently, Yzmar wasn't sure what the tiger is referring to.

"You have much to learn, my mate."

"..."

"You wanted to learn how to love someone... well, that doesn't mean just mating, you know."

"What... are you getting at?"

"You need to learn how to 'live' with a mate in your life."

"Live with a-"

Yzmar's heart skipped a beat, his cheeks flushed again deeply, looks like life really won't feel the same again, everything was about to change. But it sure sounds like it would change for the better; Turbo rubbed his paws over his shoulders lazily, removing his tension.

"You can clean it yourself, sure... but you're with your partner now, taking a wash together, why not let him help out?"

"... this is... a little embarrassing..."

"Shhh, just relax... let your tiger do the rest, I promise it will feel good."

"..."

Turbo kneeled down again, rubbing his paws all around Yzmar's wet body as they slowly reached to his hips... he parted his ass and gave him one, slow and big lick.

"Aauh!"

Yzmar breathed faster as he felt the rough tongue wriggling, it cupped the rest of cum in there, retracting for a bit just to return its attention again to him. Turbo was tasting himself from Yzmar's hole, purring as he slowly began to intrude inside him...

"Ahh... *grunt~*... Tur... *pants~*"

Turbo didn't stop, he knew the human loved and marveled this feeling, it was just new to him, just like trying a delicious dish for the first time. Yzmar traced at the pendant and closed his eyes in a groan, trying his best to hold still as Turbo cleaned his anus. Finishing up with a tender kiss, Turbo led Yzmar's body to turn to him again, he lowered his face at the kneeling tiger in confusion, only to shudder strongly as Turbo caught his balls in his hungry mouth.

"Ack! *gasp~* H-Hey..."

Turbo sucked them softly, sending waves beyond waves of pleasure, pleasure that was unknown to him until now. He sucked them clean, his tongue teasing at his hole, then moved higher to his penis, satisfied with only several licks as he began to stand again gradually. Then he reached for Yzmar's underbelly and stomach, slurping what little marks of almost-dried-off cum the human had after getting under the shower.

"Mmmmm, Yzmar, you actually taste... wonderful."

"Tu... *pants~*... st... ugh..."

"It's ok, I'm almost done."

Slowly but strongly, his tongue brushing over Yzmar's belly and chest, ignoring the nipples or else the human would may faint right there. Turbo stood once again on his feet, lowering his snout again and breathing the now drenched green hair, as he felt his heart racing again in bliss.

'God, he's like an addiction... a drugging spell... I just can't get enough. Damn you, Yzmar... where were you all this time?'

Yzmar, feeling dizzy and feverish again, found himself staring at the tiger's well built muscular abs and torso as he stood in front of him, his fur still had marks with semen on it when Yzmar came. He reached with both hands and held Turbo's sides, getting his attention.

"My turn now?"

Turbo twitched, looking down on him and noticing his drunken glare at his body. As much as Turbo wanted this to happen, he softly pushed him back.

"That... will have to wait for another lesson."

"... o... k..."

Turbo rubbed his fur off clean, then hugged him to his chest warmly, he soaked his paw with shampoo and began cleaning the human's hair. Yzmar, as dazed as he was, didn't feel the power to move a muscle, he kept his hug as light as it was, feeling his fur against his body as he was being cleaned. A tear drop strolled down his eye got mixed quickly with the water.

'... Turbo... where were you all this time?'

His hug grew a bit tighter, the tiger above him purred and began rumbling quietly as he directed his attention now to Yzmar's back with the soap.

'I've... searched... all my life... I cannot actually believe that I found...'

Turbo, finishing up with him, began rubbing the soap on his own fur and head, his tail never stopped swaying, this feeling of love and joy never parted him ever since he undressed him and carried him to the bed. Finally ready and all soaked up in bubbles, he increased the rate of the shower and began rubbing all around himself, with Yzmar still hugging him, it was a bit difficult to attend to his dick down there, but he managed to do so without breaking the hug, Yzmar never wanted to let go.

Clean at last, Turbo purred as he nuzzled against Yzmar's hair.

"Alright, we're done."

"..."

Turbo suddenly heard him sobbing, Yzmar had his face buried in his abs as he jolted with every whimper.

"Yz..."

Turbo wanted to lower himself on his knees to check him up, but Yzmar got down as well on his knees, still hugging him close. His sobs gradually stopped to short whimpers, as he began rubbing his head in his chest.

"How... long have I..."

"..."

"I gave up... on love... on life... and yet... yet I want to..."

Turbo said nothing, feeling his heart reaching close to his throat as he was only imagining how it could be, not to be able to love and being loved back.

(I still don't know how to... love someone, I never allowed anyone in there before.)

This human made his way all alone not because he wanted to... it's because he had no other choice, to begin with. He wrapped his arms around Yzmar quietly and locked him closer, both of them still under the shower, he licked at his hair to ease him up.

"Shhh, hush now..."

"I... *sob~*... I..."

"It's ok, that's from the past... it's the present that counts, and your life with me has just begun."

"But... this... *sob~*... curse..."

"It can never affect me, remember? Just ease up, get your hopes high and live for yourself from now on, you're not alone anymore... and I promise you that we'll get it off you in no time. Believe in yourself, believe in us... you're not useless, Yzmar, nor are you unwanted... you have me."

"I... *gulp~*... *sob~*... lo..."

"I know, Yzmar... I know you do..."

Turbo returned the hug tenderly, rubbing his chin over Yzmar's head as the human rested his head near his chest and neck, Yzmar was almost chewing on his lower lip to control himself, but the tears kept coming... they never stopped, they were tears of countless years of grief finally getting loose, and there's no way he can stop them once they break free.

"... I love you too, Yzmar... so very, very much."

I... I want to live again... for this tiger.