Cupcake (A Birthday Gift for my Husky)
Cupcake
( A Birthday gift for my Husky. (Sorry for being late) Loves him tons!! Few words of advice... If you do not like crossbreeding do not read this... If you hate reality because your existence is so miserable that you are on the computer fapping 24/7 do not continue. I try to keep my stories close enough to reality as to not lose my footing. Thank you.)
The tenacious night had dragged on finally yielding to the silver light of morning that shone beautifully through the windows painting my skin in its glorious light. I had been unable to sleep Anastasia keeping me up most of the night with her crying and fussing. Beside me Pyro rolled over, flinging his arm over my waist, and then nuzzling his cold nose into the nape of my neck. I squeaked, though not totally asleep I was somewhat out, not having slept in a few days since Ana had gone into the worst stages of infancy. He instantly turned over, used to the sound in his sleep, seeing as he sometimes nosed me in mine.
Today was his birthday I tried to keep my excitement at his surprise suppressed, not to ruin the moment when I finally showed him what I had gotten him. I ran my fingers through the black fur on his body, down his arm, waist, curve of his hip, the shape of his buttocks, to the base of his tail, down to his thigh until I couldn't reach any lower, oh how beautiful he looked when he slept... Or when he was on top of me pushing---
I blushed, chasing the thought from my mind before I got too aroused and he woke, I still had some work to do picking up his gift from a friend's house. I got up, very carefully before moving down the hall, checking on Ana in her crib before continuing. Our daughter was growing so fast, her tiny feet were kicking in her sleep, the fur on her body a lighter color than her father's but closer to mine in my fuzzy form, a darker gray though which I thought was just beautiful, her head was on her teddy bear, nomming on its belly. I smiled, proud of my cub before silently moving to the stairs, spreading my wings and flitting down them, landing silently on my feet. Turning to the kitchen I set up two bowls, put Ana's baby gate in the door (she had learned to climb it long ago and not it was pretty much useless), and placed the "Kitchen Closed for Maintenance" on the wall next to the kitchen so he wouldn't come in and see the bowls.
I had scheduled him for breakfast with friends so he wouldn't be home or try to look into the kitchen before he left Ana was to be dropped at her Grandmother's house to be taken care of for the night. I loved how I had this planned just right... Oh, just right...
I went downstairs, throwing on my robe and grabbing my keys, getting into my little VW bug and starting it up. I loved how it seemed to clunk and murr, kinda like him in the kitchen when he made something yummy. Pyro would be ecstatic at the package I was going to pick up for him. Pulling out of the driveway I drove to GiGi's house, the poodle was my best friend and a great hair dresser she was ecstatic to take care of everything I had bought.
Knocking on the door I had looked around, her little house was perfect, white washed fence surrounding the off-white house with forest green shutters that seemed so 50's in the modern neighborhood. She answered, followed by the sound of yapping dogs and whimpering puppies. Her prized lab Vivi and her prized stud Arrow had bred accidentally giving birth to a multitude of pups with white-ish fur that was soft to the touch. Knowing that my husky loved labs and used to have two of his own I asked her for one and happily she accepted waiving the fee.
Picking up the little boy, the runt of the little I pressed him against my breast, he gave a low whimper which made Vivi look up at me then look away, "Thanks, Gigi, I don't know how to repay you."
"Oh, anything for you, ma cherie!! I 'ad been so lost when I moved 'ere until you had shown me around for that I am truly grateful, Merci, tu es une bonne americain vraiment!!" She gave me a tight hug kissing me on each cheek. "You go back to your mari and send 'im my regards!!!"
I nodded, backing slowly away from the energetic poodle with the pup in my arms, cradling him. He whined once, obviously afraid, I answered by rubbing in between his eyes until he fell asleep, humming Anastasia's lullaby all the while.
I placed the sleeping little one upon my lap while I drove, going back to the quiet house with my mate being gone for breakfast and my daughter at her grandmother's house most likely getting spoiled rotten.
I placed the fluff ball onto the floor when I entered the home; he took to the house right away, nose to the ground, tail up, the little explorer finding everything okay. He was house trained enough to know to use the doggy door we kept for when Ana wanted to play in the yard. So, I could go upstairs... and hopefully get some alone time preparing for the evening...
I crawled upstairs, shoving some laundry in the chute, making the bed, cleaning the shower, changing light bulbs, cleaning Ana's toys, vacuuming when my phone rang. The picture of a thick, bulging sheath and the name Pyro coming across my smartphone's screen. Fumbling with it I picked it up, almost dropping the mini-god in the process.
"Hey babe..." I panted, the phone flipped open.
"Hey, I'll be home soon, stuck driving again."
"I thought you were going out for breakfast?"
"Yeah, your brother had a flask hidden and doused everyone's pancakes in it."
I sighed, of course my brother would do such a stupid thing but my beloved's nose was so strong he was warned and ordered another plate. "Yup, seems like him. Talk to you when you get home."
Click.
I ran downstairs, placing the little puppy into a kennel then wrapping it with paper and a bow with a hole in the top for breathing. I had just got done when I heard the door open and there he was, wearing jeans and his blue tshirt that made his eyes just to die for...
His tail was curled over his rump, wagging slightly as he came in, wrapping his arms around my waist and sweeping me into the tightest hug I could survive.
"Squee-oww!!" I whimpered and he chuckled setting me down, the bulging of his jeans showing me how happy he was to be alone with me in the house for the night.
I slapped his buttocks, pointing him to the box in the kitchen which he opened, the tiny fluff ball of a puppy yapping happily, tiny straight plume of a tail wagging at one hundred miles an hour.
"What the--IT'S SO CUTE!!" He said picking it up, letting the puppy lick his face.
"Puppy breath?"
"Yes!!"
"Happy birthday, babe..." I said watching him run out, enjoying the way he romped with the pup in the yard watching his muscles ripple and move, enjoying just seeing him. He stopped to pant, his tongue lolled from his mouth which was curled into that crooked smile as he looked at me...
I never thought there could be such a beautiful love.... In this fucked up world... My mate, my husky, my soldier, my man... I'll love you always. Happy Birthday.