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This chapter is full of smut with a pinch of adult language. The sex is M/F with two adults that believe themselves to be consenting, though it is not in the privacy of any kind of room. Future chapters are going to range from spotlessly clean to various levels of naughtiness in a variety of (non-extreme) flavors. I will make sure to tag such adult segments correctly, so make sure you pay attention, because they will also have similar warnings.

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For Every Door that Closes

by Reserved Rodent

Nine

It took a little while, but I eventually figured out that saying the humanoid hyena language had no word for love would be like claiming the Eskimo language had no term for snow. Me using the word love evidently confused the translation magic because I had not been specific enough. I needed to clarify the love a mother felt for her daughter versus the love two brothers felt for each other.

"So," I said once Mira and I had gotten that cleared up, "Let me restate my question. Are there any relationships built on the love between a male and female or the love between two males or two females?"

The golden furred hyena seemed to consider the question carefully before giving her answer. "Relationships between any two tribe members are always built on the tight connections and feelings all tribe members feel for each other. It is this emotion that is the core of all of us. Lone hyenas die, so we always think first of the pack and tribe. The links you speak of grow from this; they do not exist without, or stronger than, the first."

I felt my shoulders slump. This beautiful female would never be interested in me, because I was an outsider. While as a guest I might be welcomed, but I was not part of them. I wondered how long I would even be welcomed. Probably only so long as I was useful.

"And here is the spring the Waterweaver tribe created for our tribe just over eight generations ago." Mira's voice brought me out of my sulk. We had walked to the Western side of the huge clearing that the village filled. "Their entire stores of food had been burnt late in the fall before, during a powerful lightning storm. Our tribe had been blessed with a bountiful enough season that we were able to share enough food to keep their people from starving through the winter."

The fifteen or so foot diameter pool was surrounded by a natural stone lip that was about a foot wide and twice as high. A dip of several inches was on the southwestern side of the circular wall, allowing the water that bubbled up from somewhere underground to run out in a decent sized stream.

My female tour guide grabbed one of the many clay cups sitting by the pool and dipped it in the clear water, filling it. "This is where we get our fresh water," she gestured, handing me the cup.

I took a long drink, not having realized how thirsty I had been until I started. The water was cool and tasted much more fresh than I would have expected a from an underground spring. "So no bathing here," I grinned after finishing.

"No, the path beside the stream goes to the waterfall pool, which is where everyone goes to get clean. Which is pretty much the extent of the village. Did you have any questions?"

I pondered briefly, staring at the trail she had mentioned but not really thinking about it. It was just something to look at while my mind tried to get what all had already been revealed today organized so I could better see what still needed filling in.

I'm not sure how long I stood there silently, but it was long enough for Mira to speak up again. "If not, I've got a question for you. Well, a proposition would be more accurate, I suppose."

"Go ahead," I responded, "I'm sure it will take me a good night's sleep before I start realizing what all I still need to ask."

She smiled sweetly at me, taking the empty cup from my hand to set it back down on the pool's edge. That action was a good thing, because I probably would have dropped the clay item when she asked her question.

"Will you have sex with me?"

"Gu-wha?" I gasped, proving to be just as smooth as ever with the ladies.

Head tilted coyly to the side, leaning lightly against the low wall she let out a quick hyena laugh. "It's so cute how nervous you act around me. But I suppose I should explain a little.

"You are not from around here and you have, to our knowledge, no tribe. You are strong, able to kill the porsect that would have likely killed half or more of any twelve man hunting party we might have sent to do that job. You are generous, having risked your life to save one of our cubs. You might be able to live alone, without a tribe, but usually, such lone individuals end up dead within a year.

"Because of the benefits your actions have brought to this tribe, an offer is to be made to you for membership in this tribe. Three of the higher ranking males and females need to support this offer, and there will then be a census of the entire tribe to either welcome you in or to refuse.

"I feel your strength would be of great help to the tribe. But further, I want to be the first to see if a heathy pup can be made between you and our kind. It is not a sure thing, but if your species is like the handful of other species that share this area with ours, it should be possible. Unlikely, but possible.

"New blood is always a boon for our small tribes, so if you do decide to join with our tribe, but to not be with me, I am sure that as other females come into their heat, they will also seek your attentions. Still, if I can be your first, and even produce a healthy pup, it would mean a lot to me, so I would be more than happy to be the first to sponsor you if you grant me that chance.

"Which reaches the question I asked you. Will you sleep with me?"

My brain felt like it was bouncing around in my skull. Which was impressive because a lot of blood was not only zipping down to my groin, but was also flooding my blushing ears.

I had been working, in the back of my brain, to set this gorgeous hyena woman firmly into the "out of reach" category. From what she had said about love between a man and a woman only being built on a foundation of love between tribe members, I figured there was no way we could be lovers. In less than a minute, she had just torn down all the reasons I thought were solidly placing her out of my league and came onto me like a freight train in a china shop.

None of my standard responses worked here. I had never faced even the thought of a possible scenario like this. Women might flirt, but they never charged after me. I just wasn't that outstanding.

My brain was running out of oxygen carrying blood. Mira's scent was even tearing through the space I had managed to gain between her pheromones and my actions.

She tilted her head a little more to the side and took a step forward, her tail drooping, "You know, Randy, every male in this village would have already been in me. Your culture must be -"

She didn't get to finish her thought because I had stepped foreword and swept her into a deep kiss. I have to assume that if I had been thinking, I would have been impressed that the fact our muzzles didn't get in the way. Or, more likely, I would have over thought the action and tilted my head wrong, putting one or the other of our eyes out with the other's nose.

My tongue worked it's way past her teeth to wrestle with hers. What little was left of my conscious brain, which I suspected was sitting on an old couch in the back of my skull masturbating as it watched things unfold, made note of the sweet, honey barbeque taste of her mouth. Seemingly with its own plan, my long tail wrapped around us to wrestle with her furiously wagging tail in an attempt to wrap around it.

Mira's claws scratched down my shoulder blades in a slow trail to the middle of my spine. My right hand fumbled at the back of her breast wrap, unsure what I wanted it to do, while my left sunk down to grip and squeeze her buttock.

My eyes shot open as her tongue overpowered mine and ran amok in my mouth, then widened as I remembered we were out in the open. Moaning, I pulled back from our kiss. "Can we take this somewhere private?" I struggled to say as her hands worked into the elastic waistband of my briefs.

"No," she growled, tugging my underwear over my dripping erection. "Here. Now."

She released my briefs, which fell to my ankles as the golden hyena bent down and nipped at my nipple. I might have laughed at how that sounded if the quick pain had not shocked my spine and legs into such rigid attention. Her teeth nibbled through my chest fur to latch onto and twist my other nipple and bring a heartfelt moan from me.

Looking down as her furry paws cupped my ass, I watched her work her way slowly towards my cock. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed that my tail was pulling her loincloth down. I turned the attention of both of my paws to untying the wrap around her breasts, knowing that once she started paying attention to me below the belt, I'd be unlikely to understand anything.

I was right. Her hot, wet tongue circled the crown of my rigid tool, then wove its way down my shaft, slowly exploring every nook and vein. Fire raced from every spot she covered in saliva, burning my every thought away.

Once she reached the base of my dick, her tongue curled down to cup one of my balls, drawing it up, or her down, I'm not sure which, to softly suck on my seed filled orb. Every hair of fur I had stood on end as she gently worked my sack past her sharp teeth, causing them to seemingly boil with need.

I leaned over her back as she used her tongue to capture my other testicle, drawing it into her molten mouth as well. I could feel my warm pre oozing slowly down my shaft to the base, where her cool nose was pressed against me.

And in that moment, I realized that I was letting her completely control the pleasure we were both getting. While I didn't feel the need to always be in control, I liked the idea of both parties actively giving the other pleasure. I realized I had some catching up to do, followed quickly by the fact that I had no idea if her sweet spots would be the same as with a human woman.

As she released my sack to start wrapping her tongue around my shaft again, I stepped back. I got just enough distance to be able to drop to the ground, spinning as I fell so I'd land on my back beside her kneeling form. Then I quickly slid over to put my head between her thighs.

She looked down at me and appeared ready to ask me what I thought I was doing when I stretched my neck to put my nose against the soft fur just under her moist entrance.

My tongue shot out to lick at those sweet lips, tasting the velvety texture of those tight muscles. I worked slowly, mapping her tastes while my ears recorded the locations that brought the deepest moans. My new form seemed tooled with the senses and agility to find each place that made her clench in ecstacy, each hot muscle that brought more wetness when stroked. I could feel her pleasure and joy at my attentions, and believed that her explorations of me must have felt the same to her.

Her sex was different, but similar enough to what I knew that it was not alien. When Mira lifted slightly, my muzzle happily followed, though I did lose my pace slightly when I felt the warmth of her mouth surround my head and start to go down on me. She was not just licking this time.

Her tongue led the way, slowly wetting each and every inch of my cock. But as her jaws followed down, the sensation of long, hard teeth on either side and the bumps along the roof of her mouth had me pushing my tongue deeper than ever into her so that I could resist humping her muzzle.

When she reached the base of my tool, her lips sealed around me and created a vacuum so intense I couldn't help but to jam the tip on my snout into her tunnel and vibrate my tongue like an egg beater trying to taste all of her soft, fiery depths.

We both erupted with a flood of juices, powerful orgasms hitting at the same time, seeming to build off each other. Neither of us was able to keep up, so we pulled apart, still licking and swallowing ferociously at the liquids that covered our faces.

Even after my seventh shot, my dick needed more. My balls held plenty more to finish the real job at hand, which was breeding. I started to move to get us both into the right position, but she was much quicker.

With her fur fluffed out and a wild gleam in her eyes, Mira leapt onto me, turning to face me as she dropped down suddenly on my upright cock. Even with all of the juices between us, it was a tight, scalding sheath for my sword. We both roared with the pleasure the friction brought us.

She rode me hard, growling as I started jerking up to meet her thrusts down. Her hands reached back to stroke over the top and back of her head as she thrashed it back and forth to a rhythm only she could hear. My own hands reached up and began stroking the soft, sweaty fur of her full breasts, tracing patterns over and between them similar to those I had seen her pleasure herself with in my dream vision.

I could feel the pressure building in us both. I felt I would not last as long as she would, so dropped my right hand down to thrust my middle finger in to hit the best sweet spot my tongue's explorations had found that was being missed by our position. She screamed an air rending howl and tightened like a vice pulling me over the edge with her orgasm.

I had to have lost consciousness for a few seconds, for I could swear that I felt my seed fly up into her depths with each powerful shot. I could feel my sperm rushing for their goal, but also sense the golden eggs that awaited them.

The first target was reached, and though my seed succeeded in joining, it failed to create life. My heart broke at the loss of that chance, and when the other two potential cubs were met and entered, I sent all of the love and hope and support I could to the effort of combining sperm with egg.

I saw a boy, fur patterns and color like mine, but definitely built like a hyena folk. I saw a girl, delicate, but obviously mostly rodent in appearance, with golden fur like her mother's.

Beautiful, I thought happily.

Success, I thought I heard Mira say, but she wasn't talking. Panting hard for breath, she remained over me, still sheathing me tightly as we both recovered.

In my happy bliss, I reached up to softly run my fingers down the side of her face.

"Thank you, that was incredible," I smiled.

What does he think he's doing. The job is done. Mira's eyebrows frowned down at me. "We are at least partially compatible. I believe you will father two strong pups for the tribe," she said, standing up quickly and stepping out from over me. She started brushing her hands over her upright fur. As she did this, any signs of our time together were magically flicked off. It was like they were sand swept off glass rather than a sticky, drying liquid in fur.

Confused, I brought my arms back and under my shoulders so I could halfway sit up. "So... no post coital cuddling or even a goodbye kiss?" I smiled.

She glared at me as she smoothed the last of her fur. Stupid male. He's done his job, gotten more than I had intended on giving him, and now he thinks there will be more. _ It was her voice, but she wasn't speaking. Was I somehow reading her thoughts? _I better remove those -

With a wave of her hands as she appeared to be stretching, I felt a snap in my sinuses.

"Randy, you should probably clean up before you go talk to Vargr and Greggie. I'll let Gran Lisa know you've had the tour and that I will be one of the three to sponsor you into the tribe." The words she said seemed much cooler than her normal tone, and while her coloration had not changed in the slightest, her fur no longer held the shine it used to.

Something had changed. Something was missing. Even her scent no longer held the charge it used to.

As she turned to leave, I wondered what I had seen in her that made me so heads over heels foolish in her presence. While the sex we had just shared had been mind blowing, I no longer was sure what had originally attracted me to her so strongly.

When I kissed her, I had been so sure that she loved me like I loved her. Even though she said that such feelings were built on the more strong love of ... tribe... Fuck!

My ears burned as they tightened against my skull. She had just explained how rare it was for love between a male and a female was... No she had not even ever said that was possible specifically. I had understood that but even as I had been asking to find out if there was a chance for us, I had understood there was not. So why did I go ahead and rush into sex with her?

Were the words that sounded like her voice in my head true? Had I just been used to father strong pups by a woman who would never love me like I would want the mother of my children to love me?

Had my quick decision to fuck someone I barely knew even been my own? Her scent had not changed. Nothing about her had changed. Just my perception of her. Had I just been conned?

It felt like it.