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"Is that too much, baby? Am I going too hard?"

Even though she was almost always the one in control, Kayla did an excellent job of putting Jon's safety first and foremost: she used a delicate touch and plenty of spittle on her fingertips, but even then, she started off with a hint of worry in her voice.

Once she heard the quiet, pleasured rumbling of the otter against the wall, however...she pressed with just a little more intensity on the pliable warmth of his tender, willing pucker.

"I'll take that as a no," Kayla teased. "Kinda feels like you started playing without me again; you didn't go sneaking off to the bathroom between classes again, did you?"

Her voice was less disappointed than it was accusing, but in either case, she was delighted by the possibility of Jon being so eager to play that he couldn't wait until after class to get started with their usual fun and games.

"N...no..." Jon rumbled his way through his words. Though his voice was tinged with a hint of guilt, it was just a natural response to the manner of Kayla's questioning: he was being honest with her, and she could tell, but teasing him was just too much fun for her to resist. "Not today, anyway."

Giggling at his continued confession and rubbing a pair of digits a little harder on his favorite spot, Kayla pushed one of the fingertips in, dipping it just past the resistance of his asshole and leaving him with no recourse but to rub his cheek against the unforgiving wall of the janitor's closet...but that subtle, grating texture against his cheek was necessary to keep him from groaning aloud at the skillful dip of her knuckle into his entrance.

"So you couldn't help yourself earlier in the week, but you didn't tell me until now?" she asked. "A lie of omission is still a lie, Jon...what else have you been keeping from me, hm?"

She'd only just slipped the seat of his shorts down a little bit to get things started, but they were already off and rolling, as practiced as they were together. It was a Friday night, and the pair of seniors would have been just as likely to spend their evening at a local party somewhere in the cul-de-sac, but knowing that the school would be deserted gave them a naughty idea, and when Kayla suggested it, Jon couldn't resist, even if he wasn't sure how best to respond.

Meeting her where she requested and trying not to gasp aloud as a second fingertip joined the first inside of him was a good start, of course.

"Well, I...I t-talked to Jed the other day," he started another brief confession, but between brushing his cheek against the wall and planting his palms firm against it, he needed a moment to collect himself before going any further.

Hearing that name was the first thing to give Kayla pause, and as her fingertips went still within the otter, she felt his hips wiggling back toward her wrist, silently begging her not to hold anything back.

"Why on earth were you talking to him?" she asked, her voice soured and her touch remaining still, even when Jon's palms pushed off from the wall.

"He came up to me!" Jon claimed, though the desperation in his voice wasn't doing his story any favors.

It was easy enough for Kayla to assume that his changing tone was due to her inaction, and the tiny, sharp tip of a fang snaggled out of her grin as she began rolling her fingertips once more.

"Okay...I believe you. Then what?"

"He kinda...c-caught us the other day," Jon admitted. "When you were...y-you know...doing this to me in class the other day..."

"And...?"

"And he wanted to know more about it," Jon continued. "About what we do, and what you do to me, and the kind of stuff I'm into...he was asking a-all kinds of questions; I can't even remember all of them, but I know he found out a few rumors a-about me."

Kayla picked up the intensity and rolled her fingertips a little deeper, stroking far enough to leave the lucky otter weak in the knees. "I had no idea I was dating such a bad boy," she murmured, leaning in a little closer and letting the weight of her breasts settle against his upper back. "What kind of rumors are those, Jon? Is there any truth to them?"

As much as they'd already fooled around together, Jon figured that he was an open book to Kayla, but there were plenty of things she hadn't asked about him, and until those questions came, he didn't feel a need to expand on any of those details.

Now that he was being pressed to confess, the words were a little bit harder for him to find.

"He heard that I give rimjobs...f-from the guys on the football team..."

"The ones that you gave rimjobs to?" she asked, her voice so confident in the response that he had to wonder if she'd already heard those rumors herself.

It felt like as much of a test of his trustworthiness as anything else, but the extra pressure against the inside of his passage was making it that much harder to confess a truth that they already knew.

"You knew about that?!"

"Answer the question, baby."

"...Y-yes...the ones that I already gave them to," Jon fessed up, remaining an open fount of information to her. "And they weren't shy about how much I enjoyed doing it, either, so he got the idea that maybe I could give him one, but...I wasn't gonna agree to that without talking to you."

Kayla's grin softened at what he admitted to, and even more so at the fact that he considered her opinion on the matter to be of such great importance.

"You did the right thing by coming to me first," she told him, and driving her point home was the twin pressure of two fingers, moving past the tips and all the way up to the second knuckle, until her palm was able to cup his backside from behind. "But if you're thinking of doing it, you'd better believe that I'm gonna be there to see it happen."

"You're okay with me doing it? S-seriously?"

"I'm more than okay with it," she replied. "In fact, I think you're gonna have to show me what you can do with that tongue when you really get carried away..."

Jon would have loved a little more time to adjust to the idea, but he knew how Kayla operated: she wasn't going to give him that time, or the chance to settle into the idea.

"You don't think I've done that before?"

"Not when I was able to sit back and watch," Kayla explained. "And if you're that eager to slide your tongue in his ass...I'm eager to see just how far you're really willing to go."

Looking back over his shoulder and seeing a grin on the tigress that he'd only seen when she was planning something truly sinister, Jon knew he should have been worried, but overwhelming arousal was flooding his body, even before they went about tracking his bully down.

"I guess I...I do have a bit of a soft spot for him," Jon owned up to the fact, feeling the digging weight of Kayla's stare against him. "But where could we possibly do something like this?"

Her parents were never home, it seemed, but the party they were about to host had a very exclusive guest list.

**

"You're sure your parents aren't gonna walk in on the middle of this? I don't...don't think I wanna take that kind of risk unless you're absolutely sure."

For being so cocksure all the time in the classroom, Jed was a little hesitant to get things started, when push came to shove. He wasn't that hard to find: he was still hanging out behind the school, asking about where the best party was going to be that night, when Jon and Kayla managed to convince him that they were going to be hosting the kind of event he'd regret missing out on.

They weren't wrong, but he was just as bewildered as Jon was that Kayla was pushing them together in such an overt and aggressive way...but where Jon had a chance to warm up with Kayla before, Jed was being pushed into the deep end of a frigid pool.

It was up to him if he was going to shiver and sink, or swim and find warmer waters.

"Trust me, they're not gonna be home until tomorrow night...or early tomorrow morning, anyway," Kayla claimed. She didn't have anything to back her words up, and already, Jon was giving her a knowing look; she'd told him something similar when her parents had walked in on them in the middle of the act, but as far gone as the otter was, he couldn't imagine waiting any longer to put on a show for his girlfriend. "Which gives me plenty of time to sit back and watch the two of you put on one hell of a show, as far as I'm concerned."

Even if he wasn't ordered to do it, Jon was going to get things started: he was standing next to Kayla, but it took only the slightest nudge against the base of his tail to get the otter moving.

"You're seriously just gonna stand there and watch?" Jed asked. He was already shocked at how kinky Kayla could be: seeing her finger Jon's asshole in the classroom so casually was a bewildering sight to say the least, but now, she was pushing the two men closer and closer together in the living room, eager to see just how far Jon would take things on the limited leash she'd offered. "What if I'm not comfortable with that?"

"Then I guess you shouldn't have agreed to come here," she teased, her arms crossed over her chest. "If you're really gonna pussy out at the last second..."

Just hearing those words, Jed knew he was being gamed into the act, but feeling the otter come to rest against his chest, he didn't know that he could resist what was actually being offered to him.

"I'm n-not backing out now!" Jed quickly replied, but he overcorrected his attitude, even when Jon was leaning against him and dragging his fangs against the side of his wide, thick torso. There was more than enough of the wolf to go around, but Jon was hogging him right from the start, using him as a lean-to and resting the end of his muzzle in the crook of the lupine's armpit. "If your boyfriend really wants to get a face full of my ass, then that's his business."

"It's my business too," Kayla reminded him, letting Jon's actions do the talking for him. Rewarding the otter for being so bold, she followed him every step of the way and pressed her bosom into his shoulders, making it easy for her to reach around and fish the otter's length out of his shorts. "Sorry if that's gonna be a problem, but we're a package deal...the bull and the horns, so to speak."

If Jed were on top of his game, he would have made the easy pun about Jon being the bull, while Kayla was clearly the horns...but coming up with a quip proved harder than he realized when the otter was so quick to sneak into his armpit. The tickle of it had to be stifled if he was going to keep appearances, but there was pleasure, no matter how subtle, that he couldn't ignore so easily.

"Never thought I'd let a little punk like Jon get this close to me without putting him in a headlock," Jed finally came up with something, but already, there was a hollow push to the words, and Kayla hadn't missed it. "But if that's the cost of getting to spend a little quality time with a girl like you-

"You and I both know why you're really here," Kayla interrupted. She wanted to hear the genuine reactions from the wolf when her little otter nudged into the tender, musky parts of his body, rather than the bravado that he was used to putting on at school. "And you'd better be honest about that if you really want to feel his tongue on your asshole, dude."

Even the promise of the experience in Kayla's words was enough for Jon to let out a muffled groan, and the vibrations of the same sound, eager and penetrating, were moving through the thin fabric of Jed's t-shirt.

There was nothing to be gained from Jon and Kayla sharing their experience with Jed, but all the same, the wolf was so used to keeping up his typical, hard-jock appearances that he was nervous to let his guard down, much less the fabric of his shirt.

With Kayla stroking Jon's cock, using such a delicate and loose grip, however...he couldn't help being a little jealous to see another man getting that kind of attention in front of him.

The tigress was simply brilliant at working people out of their shells, and little by little, she could see Jed's resistance to performing for her crumbling, especially when Jon made such an aggressive push into the pit with his moaning lips.

"F-fine..." the wolf stammered through his admission, but there was a final, defiant tone in his voice as he tried to keep appearances for the last time. " Fine. I came all this way; might as well see if the rumors I heard about your boyfriend are true."

They hadn't officially put such a title on their relationship yet, but as much as Kayla was inwardly flustered to hear it, she didn't show it on the surface: she was grinning all the while and stroking the first drops of precum from the otter's cock, finding that a more enjoyable experience than having a battle of words with the wolf.

Pulling her paw back for a moment and slurping the clear, slick juices from her fingertips, she kept her brow cocked and her eyes looking down at Jed's bulge, as if to silently demand that he perform like a man of his word.

"Did you wash your asshole before you came over?" she asked, waiting until Jed's paws were resting on his own belt before the words left her lips.

She wanted to see if he'd hesitate, and she giggled when his fingertips lost the grip on the buckle...but he quickly collected himself and shuffled out of his jeans, pushing his boxers down right along with them and giving Jon something a lot more exciting than an armpit to play with.

"N-no, I...I didn't do that," Jed explained, as his fingertips lost the grip on his waistline. "Was I supposed to?"

Taking one last inhale from the fluffy, warm spot and embracing the delightful scent of the wolf, Jon cast a single eye and the curve of a grin back to Kayla, who mirrored his expression and offered just a sample of the same to Jed.

The wolf really didn't know what he'd gotten himself into just yet, but he was already bewildered at how kinky his classmates could prove to be.

He didn't know that they were just getting started, but Jon was more than happy to make that point, with blissful emphasis.

"This really is your first time doing something like this, isn't it?" Kayla asked, allowing him to take his time with his answer. Each moment he wasted on pondering was another moment for Jon to sink lower and lower down the front of his body, until he started moving around the backside.

The otter's length slipped from Kayla's grasp as he moved into position, and the sudden touch of his nose against the underside of Jed's tail forced the warm, fluffy appendage to stand upright, keeping it out of the way. What was revealed was a warm, round pucker, complete with a subtle wink and twitch as the otter's warm, ticklish breath rolled over the spot.

"And if it is?" Jed asked, torn between staring at Kayla's lifted breasts and stealing a gaze back at the otter behind him.

Framing up her chest on her arms and crossing them beneath, Kayla knew exactly what she was doing in keeping Jed distracted: she wanted it to be a surprise when the otter pushed past the curve of the lupine's rump and kissed him in a place that he'd never been kissed before.

Seeing the widening of nervous eyes and the quick clamp of teeth upon each other as the wolf stifled his pleasured moan, she knew she'd held his attention just long enough.

"Then you're in for a hell of a treat, Jed...better than you deserve, as far as I'm concerned...but how could I possibly say no to him?" she asked, leaving another rhetorical question to tease his ears. "He was so eager for it that I thought I'd have to hold him back, but even if I wanted to, he would have broken free the moment your asshole was offered...and it looks like he's found quite the sensitive spot, hasn't he?"

The second question, Kayla wanted Jed to answer, but she wasn't surprise to find that all of his boasting and blustering was compensation for how timid the wolf actually was when push came to shove.

With Jon's tongue swirling around the tender, smooth flesh of the entrance and leaving a small trail of saliva wherever he touched, it was only a matter of time before Jed was forced to give some kind of reaction...but Kayla didn't want him to be able to bite back on it.

She wanted to hear the unbridled, overt pleasure of the wolf as her favorite otter munched away on his asshole; with each slurp up and down across the pucker, Jon was coming closer and closer to actually digging his tongue into the sensitive entrance...

...When it finally made that first, penetrating dip into the passage, Kayla was able to tell, even if she didn't have the pleasure of seeing how deep Jon was truly digging.

"What's the matter, Jed? I'd ask if the cat had your tongue, but...I'm all the way over here," she murmured, fighting through the giggles at her own joke. "And I'm pretty sure our little otter has something else entirely..."

Jed was so used to bullying Jon that he was struggling to come up with words to compliment his skills, but he was utterly compelled to by the tremors of delight that were spreading throughout his body.

He'd never known pleasure to come from such a place before; he didn't go into the act of getting rimmed with much hope for it being so enjoyable. He just wanted to try it, and he knew he'd be able to convince Jon to do it, one way or another.

He couldn't have guessed that the otter was just as interested in providing him with such a treatment, or that his would-be girlfriend was so into the idea that she'd demand a front row seat to the action.

"Since you've got so much to say," Kayla continued, turning her attention back to Jon, "Tell me, cutie...what do you think of his butt? Everything you ever dreamed it would be?"

Jon was trying to tell her how much he absolutely loved the musk that he'd discovered...how he was intoxicated by the taste and the texture as his tongue absorbed both sensations at once and collected them toward the back of his mouth.

"Ahm...rerry ik ite," he struggled through his words, wanting to make sure that he didn't skip a beat: he had no idea when he'd be so lucky to experience such a treat again, and he was going to get his money's worth.

Muffled as his statement was, Kayla could hear the enjoyment in the tone of his voice, and she smiled wide to see that the otter was so generous.

She knew he'd be more than happy to share his skills with someone else, but it was the generosity behind his greedy antics that she found so touching.

Rather than verbalize such a thing, she moved around to the side and fished out Jon's cock once more, playing with the tip and fondling it delicately as the otter pushed down from the soaking pucker and bumped his muzzle into the back of Jed's sack.

"Maybe it's a good thing I d-didn't shower," Jed mentioned. "Feels like it would have been a waste...he's making s-such a damn mess back there!"

"In more ways than one," Kayla agreed. She didn't mind the feel of Jon's precum upon her fingertips, but when she compared it to the volume coming from Jed's exposed length, she made a definitive statement, eager to give the bully a taste of his own medicine. "Looks like Jon's a little bigger than you, too...what happened to being the big, bad wolf, Jed?"

Egging him on and bringing out whatever intensity he was hiding would provide Jon with a lot more fun in the short term, and Kayla knew that fact so well that she was sitting on that comment for a while: she'd noticed Jon's greater size well before then, but when the otter was so thoroughly pleasuring their mutual target, she knew it'd be harder for Jed to lash out with violent frustration.

Sensual frustration, however, was starting to overflow as Jed trembled in place, the black follicles of his shed fur shaking away with each stroke of Jon's tongue over his sack.

"Maybe you think it looks smaller," Jed tried to argue. "But I can promise you it feels larger, if you gave me something to stick it in..."

He was tired of his cock being quite literally belittled; the entire experience was a learning one for Jed, who wasn't used to not being praise for existing. He was having to earn his way to the next step of the act, but Jon was happy to stay on his knees and slurp away at the buffet until his tongue shriveled up.

It was up to Kayla if the wolf was to experience anything more than that...but it was only because she didn't want to deny Jon's enjoyment that she was okay with giving it the green light.

"It's damn sure not going in me," Kayla growled, her gaze narrowing on the wolf for a moment and reaffirming that she was the one in control there, no matter how desperate Jed was. "But...I think maybe Jon could be coerced, if you asked him nicely?"

Forcing Jed to say anything nice to Jon was enough to give Kayla a sense of legitimate excitement, but as the tigress stood by and watched, she was still shocked to see Jed's expression shifting to one of pleading, as he looked back over his shoulder.

"Jon, t-this...this feels really good, but...dude..."

He paused, swallowed what was left of his pride, and let out a long breath.

"Can I please fuck you in the ass?"

With his tongue still buried deep in the tight, tasty grip of Jed's asshole, Jon probably wasn't trying to look as adorable as he did, but his eyes widened at the prospect.

Finding that actions had served him better than words so far, the otter, pushed his shorts the rest of the way down, and with a little help from Kayla, he slipped right out of them. His shirt came next; Jed didn't bother taking off his own, and for her part, the tigress remained clothed the entire time, not wanting Jed to sneak any peeks beyond what the tight grip of her clothing already offered.

He was going to have to give Jon the time of his life if he wanted that kind of show.

"So, do I...I mean, he never said-

"Yes."

With his long, thick tail lifted and his face pushed into the carpet already, Jon was providing Jed and Kayla with a display that would prove impossible to resist. Normally, Kayla would have hogged the otter all to herself, but she was delighted to see Jed falling prey to the same depravity that she had, and she wanted to see how differently he'd handle himself during those intimate moments.

He started with a surprise for the both of them: first turning Jon flat onto his back and trapping the otter's tail between his knees, and then, letting the long, canine tongue hang from his maw until a plentiful trickle of saliva began pooling in Jon's asshole.

It took only one finger to work that messy trickle into the otter's backside and prep his insides, but he was still a little nervous about taking the wolf with such a meager warmup...far more than that, however, he was thrilled to be tossed about the way that he was, with his legs spread and his pucker desperate for another, firmer round of contact.

"He said yes long before you decided to finally act on it," Kayla teased. Moving around Jed's backside and giving his bare ass a quick swat before she passed, she stood on the other side of the action, just above Jon's head, so she could offer him an encouraging smile as she watched, curious how much further they would take things.

Still saying yes with the excitement in his eyes and the eager quiver in his smile, Jon watched as the very bully that once tormented him approached with only pleasure to offer, and the tip of his lengthy, tapered cock dipped against Jon's asshole with a greater weight than it appeared to have; the wolf was making good on his word, but his first thrust was surprisingly delicate, especially given their history.

Too bashful to look Jon in the eyes as he moved, Jed rolled forward on his hips and knees, pumping in each inch little by little, letting his natural weight do the work as he looked ahead and moaned aloud.

"Fuck...t-that's a tight little ass...I thought y-you played with this all the time, Kayla?"

"I do," she gleefully confirmed. "But he bounces back quickly, as I'm sure you can feel..."

Jed was amazed at just how tightly Jon could grip him from the inside, but he was the one feeling too bashful to compliment the otter on his blissful reception.

"Kayla, he...he's in my ass...he's all the way in my asshole!" Jon, on the other hand, wasn't afraid to let out a quick, lewd description of the ecstasy he felt at the ultimate depth of Jed's penetration. "He's throbbing inside me...s-so fucking deep..."

"Sounds like you're enjoying yourself," Kayla kept it simple as she watched, but the rolling nibble of her own lower lip and the fidgeting of her paws made it clear that she was enjoying the act, as well, even when she was on the sidelines.

If it got any worse, she was going to slide a paw into her shorts and take matters into her own hands, but as far as she was concerned, Jed hadn't earned the rights to that display, either.

She needed him to be distracted.

"You're really gonna let him talk about you like that without thanking him with a kiss?" Kayla asked.

Her plan was brilliant: she knew Jon would enjoy the brief touch of their lips coming together, and for just a moment, she'd be able to sneak a paw in and feel just how damp she was at the display; that would be enough to get her by for a minute or two.

"Kiss him? Are y-you fucking serious?"

"Dead serious," Kayla assured him. "Are you really gonna say no to that face?"

Jon was giving his best doe-eyed look to the wolf, and just gazing down once, two dots of gold in a field of black fur realized that they _couldn't_say no, but they could at least pretend not to enjoy the experience so much.

"He didn't even wash up after eating me out..."

"Sounds like a you problem, dude."

Kayla was giving a voice to some of Jon's inner dialogue, but the otter was saying plenty without offering a word: his wide smile and eager touch as their lips met told the whole story, and Jed was surprised to feel so much intensity when Jon leaned into the gesture.

He'd already gleaned that the otter was hiding a soft spot for him, but he couldn't have guessed just how deeply that river ran...and he was afraid that he might be drowning in the same one as he shared a gaze with Jon, giving Kayla the moment of privacy that she desperately needed.

She had the display of a lifetime: she watched Jed's toned, thick hips pumping down into Jon's slender body and rolling his abdomen up into itself, giving a new angle of penetration to the typical missionary position. Seeing their warm, eager bodies tremble against each other as the wolf picked up the pace, Kayla dipped her paw below that waistline and finally, let a single digit rest over the hood of her clit and the narrow gap of her petals.

Feeling that moisture and quivering in place for a moment, she quickly yanked her pawtip free and licked it clean, but she worried she might have been caught as two pairs of eyes shifted to her; she didn't realize she'd made an adorable, quiet purr at the touch.

"Can I help you guys?"

"Actually," Jed paused his kiss and licked Jon's lips, more and more receptive to the naughty flavor that he stole from the otter as he went, "I'm getting kinda close..."

"Me too," Jon confessed, his smile losing a little steam as bashfulness set in.

"But if you flashed us, I...I bet I'd cum like...instantly."

It was only fair that Jed was allowed to get one or two of his wishes, given how many requests had been fulfilled for Jon and Kayla.

She rolled her eyes when she found out that her breasts were his request, but if she was going to share with the rest of the class, she was going to enjoy herself in the process.

"You wanna see my tits that bad? Fine ," she grumbled, but her scowl was quickly turning to a smirk. "But I wanna see you get handsy with him, Jon...stroke his chest...grab him wherever you want..."

Her voice trailed off for a moment as the slow drag of her shirt rolled up in front of her face, but once she tugged it overhead, she was quick to wrap her arms around her back and get to work on the clasps.

"And you , Jed...you'd better make sure Jon gets off," she instructed, holding her bra in place only with her paws...but she wouldn't pull the lacy, cream colored fabric away until she knew Jed was compliant. "I want to see you stroking his cock until every drop is milked right out of him."

Keeping the bra lifted, she watched the boys expectantly, and Jon immediately captured Jed in another kiss. The wolf was caught off guard, but his hips never stopped moving during Kayla's speech: he was closer than he wanted to admit, and he'd take whatever excuse he could get to artificially boost his stamina.

The wolf was giving Jon everything he had, pumping hard from the hips to leave the otter with a delicious soreness upon his rump and inner thighs, and the most pleasant rugburn on his shoulders and back...but with the grip of a thick, powerful paw around the otter's dripping cock, there was no going back for more.

Already, Jed was going over the edge and pumping the otter full with a load unlike anything he'd ever felt, but on the outside, his own juices were flowing and spraying back across his own tummy.

"Fuck...Jed... Jed! Fill me!" Jon cried out, even when the words were being stifled by the pressure between their lips. Paws roamed across the broad, thick chest of the wolf, raking trails through his black fur and giving him a passionate touch that he hadn't seen from the otter before, all while his body continued to let loose a liquid form of the same.

What dripped down the shaft was worked back into his slick, tender flesh, and all the while, Jed was still pounding into the otter, but stealing quick glances at the full, heavy bosom of the tigress.

"Good...v-very good, fellas!" she complimented their hard work, pushing up under her tits and framing them up for the pair to enjoy. "One hell of a mess you're making down there, though...I hope you've figured out how you're gonna clean all of that up!"

In some part of Jed's mind, he thought that Kayla was going to help them with the clean up: Jon knew better, and he was snickering against the wolf's muzzle as their kiss finally parted, allowing some of their heavenly groans to escape and tickle Kayla's ears.

Much as she loved to hear that sensual song, it wouldn't be enough to budge her stance on that.

"You've got yourself a r-really messed up girl there," Jed stammered out his words as he rolled over, his cock slipping free and letting Jon's asshole relax for a moment.

They were a terrible mess, and as happy as Jon was to revel in that for a moment, he didn't think he'd be allowed to take a proper break.

"For what it's worth, you're a kinky little shit yourself, Jed," Kayla muttered. "And based on how much he enjoyed your unique company, Jon's gonna be rimming your ass a lot more often."

Jed gulped without hesitation.

"As for you, Jon..."

Her tone hadn't properly shifted, leaving the otter to curl into himself a little bit, but the topless tigress couldn't have looked happier than she did.

Settling down next to the otter in the carpet, she took his paw in her own and looked over the mess he'd made of himself. "This might be a weird time to ask, but...n-not like we've ever done anything the usual way..."

"Kayla...?"

"Well, Jed kept calling you my boyfriend, and I kinda liked the ring to it, and...w-well, prom is coming up really fast, and if I had to take someone...who better than my boyfriend to go with, right?"

It was the first time he'd ever seen Kayla so overcome with nerves, but her words left him speechless; smiling bright and flustered, utterly speechless in the best way he could imagine.