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Kacey Pinkerton

Furry Erotic Short Story

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Seasonal Changes

I sat quietly in the back of the classroom. The Fall term was back in session and it had been nearly four months since I'd been in class. Most of my classmates were filling out, but I stayed behind looking down at the handout. A goldenrod page covered in black ink. Thick lettering ran across the top and along the bottom of the page. I straightened my back seeing the image of a fox and a buck. A ring of hair around the feet of the fox. Bloody velvet ribbons hung from the buck's antlers.

"Be Aware and Take Care, Of All the Seasonal Changes."

I sighed deeply and ran my fingers through the short hair around my neck. I did that a lot when I got nervous. But I'd lost the hair on my neck long ago, now it was just a solitary puff. I let out a long sigh, straightening my back. As reindeer, I had already gone through most of my fur change. But I was dreading it.

"Do you? Shed velvet too?"

I looked up to see a Sable German Shepherd I had been friends with for the last two years. His fur was mostly black, but he had bright brown-red spots around his eyes, the fur along his neck was a sort of roan of that brown and black. I hadn't talked to him in almost six months. Since I started personal changes of my own.

"Y-yeah. Always do." I said. Before looking back to the paper, wanting anything between me and this conversation. He didn't recognize me as Clif. I read a lot online about how different species reacted differently to HRT. I guess reindeer saw a lot more immediate results, at least when passing. My new coat was soft and feminine, some of my muscles had yet to shift around.

"This your last class too?" He asked. I nodded. Monday went by quickly; I was glad.

"You're... quite beautiful. Wait did I say that yet." His voice wasn't like it was usually when we'd talk together for hours about classwork or our life. It blew my mind he didn't recognize me, but I did look very different.

I hated being so tall. I felt like a sore thumb. I wish I could just fade into the grey paint behind me. It already matched my winter coat. I smiled at him. It felt weird to be complimented like that by my old friend. But I really liked it.

"You're sure we've never met?" I looked up, feeling a sudden tension. "Ahh, I know where it was. In my dreams," He said.

I snickered. His eyes clung to me. He was checking me out for real. He was always into tits, and he'd noticed mine right away. I could feel a bit of blush begin to spread across my face.

"Hopefully not... uhh." I began to trail off thinking it was too crass.

The Shepherd's eyebrows raised knowing what I was going to say, "Yes? Finish it."

I looked at him and looked around. I remembered how he came onto girls relentlessly after he got them to laugh. He used to tell me that was the hook getting set. He was such a douchebag at times, why did I hang out with him. "Wet dreams."

"You're wild," He snickered back. "Maybe it was."

We used to hang out at the bar just outside of Greenside Hall, right outside this hall. Florence's, a sports bar where I watched him pick up chicks. Where I tried to force manhood to work for me. Clearly, it didn't take. Womanhood hit me like an avalanche in the last six or so months. I looked at the Shepherd's eyes and looked down where he was looking. I guess that's still new to me. The male gaze. Being seen by men as a sexual being. Maybe that was optimistic. After all, I knew how he talked about women when he looked at them from afar. An object. Was that what I was now.

"You act shy... but I don't buy it. Seems like you want to be seen."

I looked blankly at the Shepherd. What did that mean? Maybe it was true, but it was hard work not being seen as a reindeer, especially around other deer. Cervid St. Phil University was a historical deer university, it was even in the name. They only even opened the doors to non-hoofed species in the last forty years. Though the German Shepard always seemed to be in his element. "You're new? I could show you around."

"Ye-yeah?" He stood up, and for a bit, he was taller than me. His body language shifted softly. It was subtle. I could tell he was trying to be casual. His tail gave him away though like it always did. A smooth arch upwards. His ears were tight and upright, his face tilted slightly down, and his body was rigid. His eyes were trained on me. As soon as he felt himself pant he adjusted his posture. He wanted me.

"You... have a favorite spot to visit?" I could feel my voice waver a bit, this was a strange encounter. I realized in that waver, that I was excited too, maybe this was a wet dream. I never had a deep voice, but over summer I was able to find some tones that were comfortable to rest in.

We exited Greenside Hall and walked the sidewalk close together. The sun was low and against our backs, as we began to walk to the edge of campus. Like always, I was a foot taller than Lewis. He was pretty tall for a dog though, about six feet.

He confessed to me one night while drunk that his favorite one night stand never called him back. She was taller than him, a wolf with no equal. He told me she was just an inch or so shorter than me. Those were his exact words. He said he liked the thrill of being able to make such a big girl cum.

Reindeer usually grew anywhere between seven to eight feet tall. Height, as it turned out, wasn't an aspect of gender dimorphism for us. Tits, shorter neck hair, softer fur, stronger legs than arms, different body odor, some women grew antlers... though most non-reindeer didn't know that it usually meant the reindeer was pregnant. Or, of course, that they had some hormonal shift recently.

I looked at a red deer smoking a cigarette just off-campus, he worked at a ramen place next to Florence's. It had been a long while since I wanted a cigarette. The Shepherd was a step ahead of me, as if trying to keep me interested. But I wasn't really interested in idle chatter. I knew where he was taking me, but I didn't really want to get drunk either. "Hey, Lewis." The Shepherd shot his head back to look at me. "Are you... taking me to Florence's."

"Y-you know that spot?"

"Wh-what if we skip the social lubricant... for uhh..."

Lewis looked up at me, cocking his head.

"I'm Lumi by the way... you didn't ask me my name."

"I guess so," He stepped closer to me adjusting my soft blue scarf. It was one of the few things I had kept from my old wardrobe. "I didn't tell you my name either."

"Y-yeah." My mind scrambled, did he know? "I remember it from roll call in class, is all." We stopped beside a wall that separated the road from the sidewalks in the University.

Lewis looked at me, I'd never seen that look on his face before. His body posture from the classroom returned, his coppery eyes caught mine. "You're a cheap date. You just wanna hookup or?"

I could feel my body tingle. I sighed and it doubled in a weird way. Was I shaking? I put my hands around his neck, resting some weight on his shoulders. "Let's go enjoy ourselves," I said. I leaned in to whisper into his ear. "I want to taste you."

Where did I pull out that bit of needy confidence? The Shepherd stepped into me, pressing me back. He was strong. Stronger than I expected. Then again, I was never very strong, even before my testosterone levels evaporated. He pushed me around with ease, but I wanted him to. I stepped back in pace until we hit that wall, resting against a pillar in the wall. We would have been hard to see, in detail anyway, from the sidewalk. I could feel the coarse brick against the soft fabric of my sweater.

He reached up not feeling shy about touching me apparently. His hand pressed under my clothes feeling the velvety fur along my plump belly. The curves my fat had been shifting to were subtle, especially in Reindeer. I gasped loudly, his hands were so needy. "L-lewis." I could feel his hand move up to squeeze my bra. My tits were just beginning to be less sore, they came in so fast. In certain lights, you could see the stretch marks from the growth spurt.

"I'm right here." He squeezed my breasts and looked at me with such a deep need. I must have really spun him up.

"I-I..." If he grabbed my tucked bulge... well, it was having a hard time staying tucked tight. "I want to go to your dorm." He stepped up on his tiptoes, kissing my neck as he began to slide a finger under my bra. I froze as he processed my request with a look, his hands massaged me thaw.

"I gotta tell you something... uhh, before we go much further though." His eyes were so smooth. I could drink them like mocha.

We walked quickly to his dorm, up two flights, and to the corner room. He got the same room this year too. He told me how he actually used to have a reindeer dorm neighbor. He said he was close friends, but he just disappeared before the break and didn't come back. I shut the door and took a few deep breaths. I turned slowly, he was already sitting on the small bed.

He gripped himself through his pants, so tented by his excitement. "Lewis..."

"Come here," he began to unbuckle his pants, but I put my hands over his.

"Lewis."

"Y-yeah." His eyes were half-lidded, he was already looking at me naked. I hope his eyes won't change. For a short time, I felt really seen... seen in a way that still makes me shiver. I let out a breath as I put a knee on the bed and stood over him.

"You... you need to know. I wasn't born a woman." His eyes blinked slowly. His hands were still on his belt. I touched him shamelessly. I could feel the warmth of his cock through the rough denim of his jeans.

"Okay. What does that mean?" He didn't move, he just sat there, still admiring me.

I leaned in and panted on his neck, I could smell him and it only made me want him more. "Well, for starters... I don't have a pussy. Uhm... yet." I straightened my back again, looking down. I waited a moment before lifting my sweater and shirt off, over my stubby, velvety antlers.

"Oh, no big deal." He tilted his head confused. His eyes widened, and let out a soft sigh as his surprise faded to a satisfaction.

I looked down at him, as I began to unhook my front clasping bra. It made a soft bap noise as it let go of the weight of my chest. I would definitely need to go bigger soon. They were heavy, maybe this b cup bra was already too tight. "L-Lumi. Right?" He said, watching me closely.

I nodded and took his hands, putting them on my tits. A moment of silence passed, he looked at his hands, cupped around my warm breast. He finally broke the silence in a way I never would have expected.

"I missed you. This is a very... satisfying reunion." His fingers clenched, he was unwavering. His tail wagged softly, he truly had missed me. His head still rested in that dominance posture, telling me that he was into this. I guess I had spent a lot of time examining his body language while we were guy friends. I feel like there was never a time when we were friends that I didn't have a crush on him.

"You're sharp," I said, as I leaned in closer, bringing my lips to his. But I hesitated for a moment, was he going to kiss me now that he knew who I was... before.

"Worried I won't kiss you, Lumi?" He met my lips, still so full of desire. His lips were warm and his kiss was just as thirsty as his hand. He parted the kiss weighing my tits. "Some... big naturals?" He snickered softly, "Kinda amazing."

"Ye-thanks. I-I," he always knew when I was gonna freeze up. I told him I didn't want any social lubricant. Truth was, Lewis knew how to keep me focused and pull me out. He was all I needed when I felt anxious. His fingers ran up to my neck. "H-how did you know?"

"When we got drunk for the first time. You told me why you stopped smoking in high school." Lewis stretched up and kissed my collar bone. A small scar, like a knot in an oak board. A bald patch caused by a cigarette dropped down my shirt. It fell out of my mouth as I helped a friend lift a sofa; it got stuck. No matter how much I shook it wouldn't fall out. Left a good burn, and apparently a very memorable scar.

"Y-you didn't figure it out. You just remembered me... and guessed." I gasped feeling the Shepherd kiss down my chest between my breasts. His fingers ran over my nipples. He looked up at me as he moved his lips over my fur, and ran a tongue over one of my nipples. "Y-your not shy."

He smacked his lips as he suckled gently. His eyes told me he was beyond comfortable. I was still touching his bulge; I felt it throb in my hand. I kneaded it through his pants, feeling it's density and length.

"You're you." He said, pulling his lips free. "But... you're... so different."

"Wh-what?" I gasped feeling him stand and bite my neck. His teeth were sharp compared to my dental plates. He closed his jaw gently at first, then gave me a real bite. I could feel my whole body shiver up and down. I couldn't hold it in, I'm sure he felt it as well as heard it. "OoooOooooOo."

He opened his jaw and smiled. "You okay, Lumi?" I was panting, I had to lay down.

"I-I think I just came," I said, flopping down next to him.

"No way."

"I'm not lying!" I said with a laugh. "It's just... orgasms are different now. I don't know how to explain it." I huffed giving him a pout.

I traded hands on his pants, I wanted to make sure he knew we weren't done. I stared at him, his eyes locked mine. His tool was so warm under my fingers. I wanted to taste it, I want to feel it cum inside me. "That's okay. Glad I gave that to you. Here, let me get my pants off." He shifted his butt back and forth so he could push them down to the floor. "So, I guess this is why I didn't see you in the dorm."

"Y-yeah. I told the RA about my transition and he was happy for me. So happy... he told me I couldn't stay in the men's dorm." Lewis shifted his weight shaking the tiny bed around. He also took his shirt off, before turning to his side and looking me in the eyes again. Stripped down to the nude I could see the muscles under his thick fur. I put my hand on his chest admiring his dense pecs. Even though I was pouring over him, flooding his body with looks and gropes, he didn't stop looking at my eyes. The way he'd been looking at me today... like a woman, a woman he couldn't help but bed... it hadn't changed one bit. Why was he so into me even after he knew it was me.

"Y-you," I was stammering, too excited to put words together.

He put his finger over my mouth, freeing me of that torture. He slid his knee between my thighs. I always thought the way he acted around me when we got drunk at the bar was him being honest. That however he acted around women was a lie to get them to have sex with him. He never made it seem like he was being real with women when he told sex stories. He'd say stuff like, "had to put up with her" blah blah blah. Other times it would be, "I had to pretend to care about" blah blah.

But right at that moment, I could see more about him than I ever saw. It wasn't just because I was worshiping his body, and sucking his tongue into my mouth. He didn't move the same, he didn't talk the same, he didn't look the same -- with his eyes and with his body. He wasn't forceful with me, but he was firm -- his body and his grip. His hands weren't shy about me still. The front of his thigh found my cock, squeezed tight against my pubis. It was stiff as it had ever been since starting estrogen. He kissed my neck and ran his hand over my bulge. If he had forgotten I had a cock and was just putting up with it, he certainly wasn't showing it.

I pushed my pants off too and peeled my cock free of the tight packing underwear. He didn't stop kissing my neck. Running his teeth through my fur a few times and letting out long hot breaths all over my body. I couldn't stop moaning, it was like he knew how to work my body better than I did. He wrapped his fingers around my cock and began to stroke it. He didn't move, he didn't flinch, he didn't say a word. He just kept huffing and biting my neck. Kissing me, packed tight against my body. It felt like we were becoming one in a way. I wanted to tell him he wouldn't get me there, I had come to really not enjoy cock stimulation.

I wanted to tell him I didn't want that attention -- which I was surprised he could give so well. His grip was comfortable, his stroke pattern across my long thin member was consistent. It was so damn good. It didn't help that I knew if I opened my mouth I wouldn't be able to speak clearly. All I was doing was moaning and whining in pleasure.

"C-can I tell you something? It's buggin' me." He finally said, slowing his pace. He was panting a bit, from excitement or from how warm he was getting, I couldn't tell. I always thought he was cutest when he was sweating.

"Y-yeah. Anything."

He leaned his face against my chest and held my tool with a limp grip.

"I was drawn to you in class before I knew it was you."

"I-I'm a big girl... you like 'em big. A-and tits."

He sighed into my cleavage. "No. I mean, yeah, I do like those. But that's not what I'm saying." He kissed my sternum again. "I saw a new reindeer in class and I thought... of how much I had always wanted you." I could feel his breath moisten my fur.

I was wondering if this was going to get weirder. "Y-you had a crush on me too?"

"Too?" I could feel his mouth forming a smile. "Yeah, I guess that's what you'd call it."

He pressed his cock into my belly and wrapped an arm around me. I wasn't sure if I felt his knot. I wasn't quite sure how that worked anyways. "What does that... what does that make this then?"

"Well, I never felt like I could act before. I didn't... I'm not gay."

I snickered.

"I'm not! I'm straight." He sighed deeply before he continued speaking. "I don't think I would have ever acted..."

"If I hadn't become a woman?" I asked, my voice soft. I could feel his voice in my chest more than I could hear it. I always liked his voice, it was so soothing. But in bed, it was even more of that rich coppery feeling, like his eyes.

He sighed again, "I'm sorry if that... makes you uncomfortable."

"Lewis..." I pulled his face out of my tits and he shot me a wide smile like he was in heaven. "Y-you, I-I. God..." His look made me, I don't know how to describe it. Quiver? It felt like those eyes of his had heat vision trained on me. I was instantly melted down to a puddle.

"God, you're so cute when you're flustered." He ran his hand over my cheek.

"G-fuhhhhh," I could feel a warm blush spreading across my face.

"Why don't you relax," he said. Pushing my 280lb body over like it was nothing. Then again, I was so far from resisting. He laid on top of me, spreading his weight across his arms and legs. "Let me... take care of it all."

"Wh-wait... I want more than just a handjob." I felt it blurt out of me, like a bolt lighting arching free. "I-I'm sorry." The thunderclap of regret.

"S-sorry? For what?" He rested more of his weight on my body. "What do you want to do then?" As he asked that, I felt a gasp shoot into me in a shiver.

I wanted to beg him to punch my vcard into swiss cheese. Ugh, there was no sexy way to describe virginity. Well, I wasn't like a complete virgin, I had been with other dudes. Mostly traded handies in the gym shower. Didn't go anywhere further than that though. But my butt wasn't inexperienced, I had bought a canine dildo when I met Lewis. I wanted to feel a knot inside me. Well, his knot. But it was so difficult to handle in toy form. As soon as I started estrogen, everything seemed to align with my ass.

"D-do you have lube?" I asked finally.

His eyebrows raised, he was curious. But he definitely knew what I wanted, didn't he? He leaned over and pulled a blue topped bottle out of his side table. "I've never done that before." He opened the bottle and I looked up at the ceiling, sighing softly.

He rubbed lube over my cock, it was only half-mast. That stage where it just felt wonderful to knead and grope. I guess... every stage of stiffness was fun to do that with. I felt my tool press against something warm. My cock bent hard and I groaned in pain. "Wh-what are you doing?" I looked at Lewis who was straddling my waist and looking back, trying to get me inside him.

He spun around quickly, looking me over. "O-oh... I just wanted to uhh."

I snickered and put my hand up to touch his soft furred belly. He didn't have abs, but he didn't have a beer gut. A little roll, mostly smooth. "Ca... Let's switch places... Okay?"

His eyes were wide, he was feeling guilty for misreading my request. Maybe a bit ashamed. "Sorry. That does sound better. Less uhhh... stressful."

"Ye-yeah." I held him against me and rolled around. He was so heavy. Or maybe I was just weak. His eyes returned to admiration as he looked up at me.

"I just got... excited. I wanted to show you I could do it... That I uhh, accept you." He said putting both hands on my waist.

"D-do? Ac-Accept me?" I took the lube from him and tried to figure out how I was gonna calm down enough for this. "L-lewis. I don't really..." I looked down, his eyes trapped me with their sincerity. "You don't have to worry about my uhhh, okay?"

"Oh..." He looked away, was he processing or was he ashamed again. "I'm... kinda glad then. I didn't want to make you uncomfortable or act like it made me uncomfortable. I've never even... touched one that wasn't mine."

"But you have now."

"Yeah. Well. I don't regret it." He looked down at my cock and raised an eyebrow. "I'm fine with it actually. Maybe I'll like it more than you one day."

That was definitely a weird thing to say, he was just trying to be supportive. "I have something I think you'll like more." His eyes returned to mine, his eyebrow betrayed his curiosity, but his curled smile told me it didn't matter what I showed him. He'd love it.

I straddled him, just as he did me. But I was larger, threw a bit of a shadow over him. He seemed to like it, looking up at me. I reached down to grope his tool and put it between my ass cheeks. His cock definitely felt larger than my dildo. Thicker anyways. Hopefully, his knot would be thick too. I huffed hearing my own thoughts. "Y-your big... have I... said that yet."

He smiled and wagged his eyebrows playfully. "You can handle it."

I squeezed the bottle and coated his canine cock with lube. I used the extra to begin coating my asscrack. I put more on my fingers and reached back to begin fingering myself. It was hard to relax while making eye contact with the man I had wanted to be with for nearly two years. He had never stared longingly at me like this.

As I continued to stare, his smooth copper eyes put me at ease. I took a few deep breaths. I held his shaft, it was so warm and ready. I slid it against my pucker, and rocked my hips around lowering onto it. My whole body felt tingly. "Y-yaaaaah." His eyes were tight, in that dominant pose, his jaw was loose and he panted softly. "How's that, how's that feel."

He huffed as I bottomed out. My ass was kinda... plump. This position let me use that to take in a bit but not all of it at once. Cowboy. I'm sure he'd been with a lot of women like this.

"That, that's good."

"Stammering in pleasure is my thing," I said with a smile. He snickered back. I could feel his cock inside me, throbbing. Definitely thicker. "Just, let me go slow. Get my bearings." I raised up letting his cock fall out. I took it up again, gliding down it a bit faster.

I was certain I was good, I toyed a lot. Maybe too much seeing as I was still stretched from the night before. I added more lube and began to ride him for real. I made a lot of noise when I toyed, but the real thing felt better already. I could feel his warmth and his need. I wasn't going to be able to hold back my moans. Hopefully, my voice wouldn't fall, I tried not to worry about that. Instead, I focused on the motion of my hips.

He felt so good sliding around inside me, thick felt pretty great. He played with my tits and groaned; I had never seen his face contorted in pleasure. It was cute. I'm sure I made my own face, but he didn't have to look at my face to know how pleased I was. We hadn't even fucked for a while before I devolved into long, loud whines of pleasure. I could feel his cock growing between my ass cheeks, his knot ready. I hadn't spent a lot of time in this position, using my thighs and knees to slide up and down his cock was growing kinda tiresome. I put my hands down on his shoulder and pulled him out. I didn't tell him but had already come pretty hard; I needed a bit of a breather.

I laid beside him and pulled him over, "This will be a bit... comfier."

"Yeah," He said, wrapping his arm around my side and groping my tits. "Glad for the position change. You feel really good," he pressed his cock into me starting gently. "I was getting close pretty quick."

I laughed, "R-really!?" I turned my head to look back at him.

"You're hot. And you know how to ride a dick."

I gasped feeling him hilt into me. "Ye-yeah? Well your dick feels pretty great."

He licked his lips and nibbled my neck, "Let me know if my thrusts are too rough."

"Ye-yeah." He rocked his hips back and forth, slowly at first then sped up. The feel of rough slapping against my ass was far more satisfying than I expected. Not something you can feel from a toy. The bed squeaked louder with the spooning humping, but I couldn't hear it over my own moans. I couldn't feel anything other than the canine cock sliding deep inside me. I could feel his knot growing wider and smacking against my pucker with every thrust. A long whine turned to demand. I spoke my need in the pleased noises, moaning and whining.

"Kn-knot me, I need your cum inside me." My mind was on fire, I was panting loudly.

The Shepherd groaned and squeezed me firmly, giving my back a firm nip as he hammered home. His breath cascaded all over my fur and made me shiver.

The knot on my toy was always stiff, made of the same latexy stuff as the rest. I expected his knot to stiffen more, but it didn't just get harder it grew wider. He pressed it into me and I thought I was going to pass out. It was almost twice as thick as his shaft. I felt his cum splatter against my insides, it was strange. I felt the flexing and convulsing of his cock more than the cum. I let out a long whine of pleasure, I felt like I could faint.

"H-heh. Y-you good, Lumi?" He said panting into my back.

"Yeah, I've... never done this before." I took his hand and gave it a squeeze.

"Y-yeah?" He laced his fingers into mine. "It's been a while for me. Most ladies don't want to hang around long enough to wait to untie." A calm moment passed; I kept panting. I hadn't expected the huge knot to be so stimulating.

"L-lewis," I moaned softly, putting his hands onto my tits.

"Feel good?" He asked gently.

"Y-yeah." I panted and shifted my hips, whining in pleasure.

"Did you, um?"

"Ye-yeah, ho-hold," My voice cracked into a sharp moan. I buried my face into his pillow and groaned in satisfaction. Buried in the dog's scent I felt like I'd be fine with passing out.

"H-hrm." I couldn't see his face, but I'm sure he was smiling with satisfaction at the shivers he felt inside me.

"How long then?" I asked, poking my muzzle out.

"Well, if you keep turning me on with all those moans we'll be here all night."

I could feel some blush coming into my face. "So many nights I could hear your... conquests moan down the hall."

"Yeah..."

"It was nice... being one."

"Ye-Mmm." I could feel him loosen slightly. He ran his hands over my back, up to my shoulders under the pillow. "Is that, all you want to be?"

I could feel blush returning to my face. "Wh-what are you suggesting?"

He gave his tool a tug, I could feel a bit more cum shoot into my ass. He pulled it free after a few good tugs. I thought it felt good going in. I let out a long reindeer bellow of pleasure. He chuckled and rubbed my ass. He stood up and pulled tissues out of the box on his nightstand. I lifted the pillow off my head. I must have been blushing still, based on his playful smile. "Why don't we get a bit cleaned up..."

"Y-yeah, good idea," I took some tissues for myself, making sure to not drip -- more -- on the bed. I hadn't been paying much attention to it but a long thick string of clear fluid hung from my sheath. I carefully cleaned my mess and held tissue on my asshole.

"Maybe we can... get some food after. Call it a date or something." He was looking at his cock, taking care to wipe it clean of cum and lube. He squeezed his knot and huffed.

"D-date?" I sat up and looked at him. I was close to him, he turned his head and our muzzles bumped into each other. He snickered and I blushed again; more new feelings.

"Yeah, why not?" He put his hand on the base of my head, holding me firmly. Looking me over, before planting a kiss on my lips. I closed my eyes and huffed through my nose, he was a pretty good kisser. Maybe it was just how our mouths fit together though. We parted from the kiss but he kept his hand on me. "Conquests... were really just an outlet... Why do you think I always got laid right after we hung out."

I blushed again. He stepped away, opening his closet to put a towel around his waist. "So... Text me when you're done getting ready?" He grabbed his shower bucket and put his shower sandals on. "You still have my number..."

"Y-yeah." I said smiling wide.

"Okay." He collected his phone and keys into the caddy. "Lock this when you go." He said before shutting the door, smiling. I was alone, in his room. Filled with joy and afterglow. I laid back down and pressed my face into his pillows again. Just savoring the giddy rush. What a strange and amazing day. What fun would the night hold?