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Kool Kat Chronicles Chapter 8, Part Two: Together Forever. (Lauren and Mahtan)

Mahtan Ellenzar was not a very complicated person. He was, by nature, simple. This was not to say that he was stupid, because he certainly wasn't, he was just simple. It's true he was a little... different, but he certainly wasn't stupid because he remembered one very important thing.

I love Lauren Calluci.

All conscious thought came and went from the weasel known as Mahtan, but that single fact remained. It was there throughout all confusion, throughout all forgetfulness.

I love Lauren Calluci, and she loves me back.

Mahtan Ellenzar was not always quite aware of where he was going, but that's where he always remained in his mind. He continually indulged himself in that one compelling truth. It was the only constant.

Mahtan did realize that he was different, and he knew that he hadn't always been this way. Why, back when he was a child he could keep a good attention span, he could even... remember...

Hey, cool! There's a bird outside my window! It's got such pretty feathers!

Of course, this disposition wasn't such a terrible one. He was immune to all attacks, and witty retort bounced off of him. He stayed in a constant incurable state of being a happy-go-lucky bastard.

Because he could always hold onto that constant.

I love Lauren Calluci.

Every single thought that entered his head, these days, left it as quickly as it had entered, but not this! This was something no one could take away from him!

Not even the worst pirate! I've always wanted to be a pirate, there was a pretty good movie a while back about pirates it had that one weird lookin' guy in it... What was his name?

Wait, but why was he here indulging himself in thoughts of pirating, or wondering about the names of movie stars? He loved Lauren Calluci! And as such, he found it necessary to go and visit her most promptly!

He started out the door of his dormitory with utmost haste, for Mahtan Ellenzar was not one to keep a girl waiting.

***

Whereas Mahtan was forced into his simplicity by nature, Lauren Calluci chose simplicity over complication by will, because if she didn't keep things simple, she would explode.

Sure, there were a thousand troubling thoughts that she could think of that would tear her up inside and rip her to pieces, but why the hell would any decent person want to dwell on that?

Lauren was not that kind of person. She had standards that never wavered nor fell, and she stuck by them. She did not involve herself in drama, and she did not dwell on difficult things.

That was her constant, keep things simple.

She imagined that Mahtan would be coming in some time soon, as he often did around this time of day. The dorm was packed with girls and she knew Mahtan would forget to knock yet again.

She giggled at the thought.

It always freaked those uptight stick-up-the-ass girls out.

That was what she loved about Mahtan, his spontaneous spirit. It was like the boy really lived freely, following only his heart. She envied that. He never was biased about anything, really, and his love was unconditional. To be honest, he wasn't what she normally looked for physically, but that wasn't going to deter her from a chance at true love. Besides, he did have a boyish cuteness about him.

She sat on her bed and looked around. It was amazing how few of the girls here she actually knew. There had been one girl, a couple years back, that she'd been close friends with, but that girl had been adopted, and Lauren never heard anything of her again. But aside from that, until James arrived, Matt, Mahtan and herself had been quite a tight knit little group.

Perhaps that's why she treasured her relationship with Mahtan the way she did. He was her best friend, and her boyfriend. It always made her smile.

"Eeek! There's a boy in here!"

***

Mahtan stared around the room as though he'd just walked naked into a gay bar. A girl had screamed, and now that he looked around he noticed that there were a lot of girls in here, and they were all staring at him as though they didn't know what to make of him. Who knew there would be so many girls? He'd only wanted to visit Lauren...

"Mahtan, over here!" called a very familiar voice.

Mahtan turned his head in the direction of the voice and grinned a very wide grin. There she was, there was the girl he loved. He walked over to Lauren and gave her a hug.

"You forgot to knock again," She said.

"Again?" Mahtan tilted his head.

Lauren patted the spot next to her on her bed, and Mahtan sat there. They didn't talk much, at first, mostly because there wasn't a lot to say. Life in the orphanage wasn't exactly all that exciting for either of them, and never made for good conversation. So, instead of talking, they let their affections talk for them. Mahtan wrapped his arm around his girlfriend and kissed her on the cheek, she responded by blushing and turning her head to look him in the eyes. Lauren loved Mahtan's eyes; they were always so wide and full of wonder and excitement.

"You guys are so gross!" came a mean voice from somewhere across the room. "I mean, like, how can you stand to... to... to be with eachother? You're not the same for chrissakes."

Lauren immediately turned her head and her eyes found a wolfess who was staring at her in a very accusing way. She stood up from her bed, leaving Mahtan with a worried look on his muzzle. "Excuse me?" She said.

"I said you're not the same, for chrissakes," The wolfess spat. "You're just like your faggot brother, dating someone that isn't even the same species as you!"

Lauren stared at the wolfess, and she stared right back at Lauren. Every other girl in the dorm had gone silent, and the air was rigid with tension. Lauren took a step forward, ready to assault the girl, but then she felt two paws fall onto her shoulders, stopping her from moving.

"Let's just go," Mahtan whispered into her ear. "Forget about her."

Lauren sighed and looked down. How could Mahtan be so calm about this? They were being insulted by some prejudiced bitch, for no good god damn reason. How dare this girl ever attack her and her boyfriend like that!

"Yeah, that's right. Let that interspecies loving freak think for you."

Lauren couldn't handle it anymore. She broke free of Mahtan's grip and ran towards the girl, punching every inch of her that she could reach. With every hit that she landed it released a small amount of her fury. Finally, Mahtan caught up with her and pulled her away from the girl.

Before Mahtan could speak, or the wolfess could get up, Lauren stomped out of the dormitory. Mahtan spared the wolfess a cruel look, and then jetted out the door to find his girl.

***

I need to find Lauren Calluci.

Mahtan made that his constant. He stalked through the halls of the orphanage, unsure of where to go. He didn't like this situation at all. He couldn't remember what exactly had started the whole mess, but whatever it was it had really upset Lauren. And now he needed to find her.

I need to find Lauren Calluci, I need to find Lauren Calluci, I need to find...

A harmonica! I've always wanted to learn to play the harmonica, I-

No. I need to find Lauren Calluci.

Mahtan tried his hardest to keep his mind focused on finding Lauren, as he stalked through the halls, but as he passed a janitors closet he couldn't help but stop because he could just swear he'd heard crying coming from behind the janitors closet door.

Mahtan pressed his ear to the door and, sure enough, the faintest sounds of sobs were coming from behind the door. Mahtan stared at the door for a moment, and then finally opened it, walked in, and closed it behind him.

It turned out that the crying was not coming from behind the door to the janitor's closet, but in fact it was coming from behind a door inside of the janitor's closet. Once Mahtan opened the door he gasped, because the person that was crying was Lauren.

"Lauren, what are you doing in here?" Mahtan asked softly. He walked into the yellowish light of the secret room, and sat next to Lauren. He wrapped his arm around her shoulders and looked at her.

God, even when she's crying she's beautiful.

It was true, he couldn't help but admire her beauty every chance he got. She was brilliant, with her soft pale skin, and her long black hair. But he wouldn't let himself be distracted by her beauty, not yet anyway; for there was still the matter of why she was crying.

"Lauren," He spoke softly, with subtle tones of worry. "Lauren, are you alright? Why are you in here, and why are you crying? Tell me what's wrong."

Lauren sobbed. "You don't even remember!"

She sounded so accusing that Mahtan was taken aback. "What do I not remember?"

Mahtan knew that he was very forgetful, though he did not know why at the time. Most of the time it did not bother him, but sometimes it was a burden. Indeed, occasionally it was a death sentence.

"Don't you remember what she said, Mahtan?" Lauren had stopped crying, she was whispering now, and staring Mahtan directly in the eyes. "Don't you even care?"

"Baby, no!" Mahtan said quickly. "I mean, yes, of course I care, it's just- I can't help it!" Mahtan struggled with words as he begged his girlfriend to understand. He couldn't explain why he was the way he was, he simply was that way. His eyes found Lauren's and she saw the pleading look inside of them.

Lauren's expression softened, just a small bit, and she leaned her head onto Mahtan's shoulder. "I'm sorry, hunny, I know that you care, it's just hard some times when you don't remember things. And that girl," her eyes had a sudden fire to them that Mahtan had never seen before. "that girl was vile, people like that shouldn't even exist."

Mahtan simply tilted his head and frowned. Lauren could tell that he had no idea what girl she was talking about. "God, how I wish I could be like you, Mahtan."

"What do you mean?" asked Mahtan.

"Like, you're always so carefree and happy. I wish I could have that. I wish I could be that." Lauren said in a whimsical tone. Her head was still on Mahtan's shoulder, and it was comfortable, so she closed her eyes. That was when she discovered that she could have that happiness, that ability to be so carefree, so long as her head was on the shoulder, and her arms around the waist of, Mahtan Ellenzar. An eternity went on in silence, until it seemed hours had passed, finally Mahtan broke the silence.

"Where the hell are we?" he inquired.

Lauren couldn't help but giggle. "You know, I think we're in that room that psycho-guy attacked James and Christie in."

"Oh...," said Mahtan, and then in bewilderment he added, "What?"

Lauren smiled, and instead of answering her boyfriend, she simply kissed him. She felt Mahtan's surprise in his lips, and then she felt the way he tossed his surprise to the wind to simply kiss her back. His body became a bit limp, as it often did when she kissed him. It made her blush to think that her kisses could affect a boy in such a way, it made her feel special. Finally she broke the kiss, and looked him in the eyes. He was trembling slightly, and his nervousness was something she treasured. With Mahtan, every kiss was as magical as the first kiss they'd ever shared, and so, Lauren kissed him again.

Mahtan let himself fall backwards onto the bed, with Lauren right ontop of him. She kissed him deeply, and he held her as though she were the most precious thing in the world, because in his eyes, she was. Lauren's tongue pushed forward into Mahtan's eager maw and soon their hands began to wander. Mahtan's paws found Lauren's hips when she straddled him, just as her hands found his shoulders.

Lauren began to grind her rear down into Mahtan's lap, and she could feel him getting hard through his jeans. Mahtan slapped Lauren on the rear with his paw, grinning up at her mischievously. They both knew what was about to happen.

Lauren unstraddled Mahtan and stood in front of the bed winking at him and giving him a very sensual look. She grabbed the bottom of her shirt and started to pull it up slowly, then she turned around so that Mahtan could only see her back. The shirt came off. As Lauren undid her bra, Mahtan began to stroke himself idly, grinning lustfully at his girlfriend. Mahtan always loved to watch Lauren strip for him, the way she moved her body was so sexual and appealing, the way her long legs accented her wonderful rear end was amazing, everything about her was intoxicating.

Finally, the clamp to the bra was undone and the bra fell to the floor, Lauren still facing away from Mahtan. She bent herself forward until her head dipped below her waist and she drug her hands sensually over her legs, until they reached the button of her pants, she undid the pants and let them fall to the floor, the panties followed, revealing her luscious rear to the weasel on the bed behind her. She looked back at Mahtan. "Do you like what you see?"

Mahtan murred and nodded, his cock still in paw. Lauren giggled softly and winked at him again. "Then come and get it."

Mahtan grinned again and stood up off the bed, his cock swinging a little in the air as he walked over to Lauren. He placed his paws on her rear and pressed his cock up against her burning treasure. He rubbed at her entrance for a moment with the head of his shaft and licked his lips. "Are you ready, baby?"

"Mmm... So ready."

Mahtan placed his head at the entrance of her dripping sex, and pushed forward. Lauren moaned out as she felt Mahtan's throbbing length start to stretch her and fill her up. Mahtan's hips met her rear, and he stayed there for a moment, murring constantly as he got used to the feeling of his girlfriends burning sex. He could feel her muscles squeezing slightly at his length inside of her, and he relished it. He couldn't help himself, this was after all only their fourth time, and Mahtan was still quite amazed that anything in the world could feel so very good.

Mahtan started to make a pace inside of Lauren, and her fingernails dug into the ground below her. Lauren moaned out when Mahtan started to build speed, she could hear his panting breath and it turned her on all the more. She lowered her head to the ground, finding it harder to hold it up while trying to handle the waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Mahtan's paws found Lauren's shoulders and he used that spot on her body to pull her back towards him after every thrust.

Mahtan looked down, amazed by the naked sweating flesh of his lover in front of him. He raked his claws down her back, and they left small red lines where they trailed. He would pull her hair, and she would moan out his name. He would spread the cheeks of her arresting rear erotically and she would shiver and shake and scratch at the floor. Their heat and passion was so concentrated that Mahtan felt himself begin to reach the edge a bit too quickly, and he pulled out.

"What's wrong?" asked Lauren, looking back.

"Nothing, let's change positions." Mahtan smiled.

Lauren giggled and stood up, walking around Mahtan over to Simon's old bed, where she laid on her back, with her legs spread eagle to eye her boyfriend seductively. Mahtan grinned in spite of himself, the girl before him was absolutely sexy with her hot burning treasure exposed and ready for him. He walked over to her and readied himself between her legs.

The two lovers looked eachother in the eyes deeply, and then kissed with a fiery intensity as Mahtan slid his throbbing ready cock into her cunt Lauren let out a long slow moan as the weasel entered, and then hilted her. They broke their kiss, only to re-attach their lips after only the slightest of pauses. Mahtan felt his girlfriends legs wrap around him and it drove him crazy. She squeezed his hips with her sensuous long legs, her breasts heaved in the passion of their sex, and Mahtan once again started to make a pace inside of her.

"Oh! God, baby... yeah...," Lauren would moan softly into Mahtan's ear. Mahtan would lean his head over and nibble at her neck, something he knew turned her on terribly. As her burning sex squeezed and teased at his cock, Mahtan had to tighten his tummy and think of the dentist to keep the pressure from building up too fast. He felt his sac slapping against the rear of his human lover, and it only enhanced the excitement. If that weren't enough, the way Lauren was breathing, and moving... her wetness, her legs wrapped around him, her fingernails digging into his back, it was driving him wild!

His thrusting came to a faster pace than before, and Lauren cried out in pleasure as Mahtan placed his paws on her shoulders yet again, to hold his lover down as he became closer and closer to orgasm. Lauren was always enthralled at the animalistic tendencies that sprang from Mahtan in the most climactic moments of sex, and this day wasn't any different. Her weasel lover's claws dug into her shoulders and kept her pinned in place, his tongue hanging out and his eyes closed he grew so close, and so did she.

Lauren came first, her sweet burning cunny squeezed at Mahtan's cock, but Mahtan had to pull out to keep from cumming inside of her. As Lauren's body rocked by itself in intense waves of orgasmic pleasure, Mahtan started stroking himself in his paw and with a final growl of pleasure he came on his lover's stomach and breasts.

As soon as they were through, Lauren pulled Mahtan down beside her to snuggle, and he happily complied. For the longest time there was no speaking, just Mahtan's happy nuzzling, and Lauren's sweet and loving embrace. Though, finally, Mahtan blinked, looked around, and asked, "Where are we?"

Lauren just laughed and squeezed Mahtan tighter. "I love you," She said. "I love you so much."

"I love you too, hun." Said Mahtan, blushing slightly and looking her in the eyes.

The moment was very sweet, and it lingered for an eternity in a span of milliseconds as they looked eachother in the eyes. Lauren thought about all of the ways in which she loved this boy. Despite all his misgivings he was the kindest, sweetest type of person she'd ever met. She didn't tell him these things, though, because that would only complicate the situation. And simplicity was always the best choice. No, instead she just let that moment linger until it was entirely over, and they both went back to snuggling.

And in the midst of the aftermath of that perfect moment, Mahtan said something that Lauren never forgot.

"Lauren," He said. "I hope we get to be together forever."

She didn't quite know how to respond: But this wasn't to say that she didn't agree, rather she hadn't ever heard anyone say that to her before. And the way that Mahtan said it struck her in an odd way. In such an innocent tone of voice, a tone of love and loyalty that proved he was the one for her. She had no way to reply to this beautiful but unfamiliar statement, so she simply kissed him. She kissed him like she had never kissed anyone ever before. And she let him know, in her own way, that she wanted him forever as well.

Sweet though these moments were, the time soon came for them to part and get on to the different things they both had to do. They would meet up later that day, of course, in the courtyard, in the cafeteria and so on, but this would be the moment of that day they both thought about for days to come and perhaps longer than that.

And as Mahtan sighed opening the door to the boys dorm, he smiled, looked up and thought to himself. "I love Lauren Calluci, and She loves me, and We are going to be together... forever."

End of Chapter 8

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The simplest grace to ever gift

She gave her love to me

And I was not so tempted

Until her heart was bound to me

What things spin in darkness?

Waiting for the answer

The question waits in pure daylight

What keeps coming closer?

_One thing I know for sure is this _

If not to be a slave

Then keep your heart for old and sick

To keep heartbreak away

And just to have a closing statement

Please let it be known

A heart is meant for keeping secrets

So keep it to your own

• Written by Matthew H. Calluci.

(Thanks to everyone who's kept these stories alive for the two years I've been away. I'd like to point out that I only stopped writing because of lack of internet, but now I'm back and you'll be seeing more of James and company. For those who are unfamiliar with this series, I urge you to seek out its humble beginnings in chapter 1: Little Sister)