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Apologies for the slow uploads...it's been insane here, and I've kinda lost the drive for this story. Dunno if I'll continue it.

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Chapter 12

We got a call from the hospital the next morning. Apparently Alfred had a slight complication and wouldn't be back home for another two weeks or so. To me, it felt suspicious that he was holding out so long, but I wasn't about to question it. I was probably just overthinking it anyway. This gave dad and me more time to cover more school material, and of course, the occasional romp. I was excited. However, he still needed to recuperate from the virus.

What surprised me more than the phone call though was waking up to find that Calin had cooked breakfast for us. He made a rather rich soup for me to feed to my employer during the day, and some bacon and egg sandwiches for himself and me. He didn't stay for long though; shortly after breakfast he tossed his jacket back on and told me he had some families he needed to help.

"I'll be back tomorrow to check on your employer, I'll ask my sister if she's found anything new in terms of curing it. The medicine I made yesterday has more or less destroyed the bulk of the pathogen's potency, we just need to keep an eye on him."

I just nodded, not really sure how to feel about this. I didn't want him to go. "Wait..." I interjected as he turned out the door. He paused, and the next thing I knew I was hugging him again, kissing his cheek. Coming back to my senses I blushed and turned away. He hesitated, but eventually I heard the door close behind him. I rushed to the nearest window and watched him leave. What was this feeling...was it...love? Was I falling in love with another guy? My mind was in turmoil as I brought the soup up to dad, finding him sitting up in bed and reading a book. He looked terrible...it hurt to see him so exhausted.

"Hey Anne..." he whispered, smiling at me. "How's my little girl today?"

"Fine." I set the tray down over his lap, then crawled onto the bed and sat down next to him. "How's my daddy?"

"Feeling a little better..." he grunted, then coughed and cleared his throat.

"Alfred had a complication, he's at the hospital for another two weeks."

"Oh? He's probably pushing himself too hard to recover..." Dad sighed. "I take it Calin left already?"

I nodded, snuggling up against his side. He purred softly and wrapped his wing around me, setting into his soup. We just sat there in silence while he ate, then when he was finished he set the tray on the small table by his bed, then reached over and lifted me up onto his lap, hugging me close to his chest. A happy purr rumbled in my chest. I felt so safe in his arms...I couldnt help relishing in that feeling I'd been devoid of for eight years.

"I feel a little guilty that you're having to look after me..." he whispered, gently rocking me from side to side. "It should be the other way around."

"I'm the maid, isn't it my job?"

"Mmm...true." He kissed my forehead. "The best, cutest, most beautiful...and most sexy maid I could ever ask for."

I giggled and buried my face against his neck so he wouldn't see me blush. "Stoppit..."

"What? It's true." He lifted my chin, his nose against mine as he looked me in the eyes. "When I'm better, we'll go shopping together. How's that sound?"

Nuzzling his nose I smiled at him. "Anything with you is good. I love you dad." With that I kissed him. He murred, his hand going up behind my head as he returned the kiss.

My memory's a little fuzzy after that, but I do remember stripping off my clothes on the bed in front of him and then sitting down on his lap, his penis slipping into me. He purred and massaged my back, suckling on my nipples while I slowly rode him. After a few minutes he passionately kissed me, grinding against me and hugging me close. I ground back against him, moaning into the kiss as his shaft rubbed all the right spots inside me, his sheath tickling my clit.

"Dad...my next heat...will you...give me kids?" I whispered, then yelped as an unexpected orgasm washed over me.

"We'll see...how things turn out first...ooohhh Anne..." he moaned, his knot swelling inside me and stretching me. I moaned and shivered as that warm, throbbing length caressed my needy nerves, then we both roared out softly as he flooded me with his wonderful thick torrent of cream. I sat on his lap and hugged him, relishing in the sensation of his cum pumping into me. The pressure of his knot and volume began to rise again and I yipped a bit in pleasure as my cervix gave way, his semen spraying all over inside my womb once more. I slumped against him, feeling warm and happy all over. Dad chuckled and purred, hugging me to his chest while his penis continued to gush inside me, slowly ebbing. "I love seeing you smile, Anne..."

"It feels so good..."

"What does? Being filled by your daddy's penis?"

I looked up at him and smiled hazily. "Your penis and cum feel heavenly, daddy...but it feels even better to have a dad..."

His eyes went watery and he kissed me lovingly, purring and rubbing my back. I could feel his semen sloshing around in my womb again, it felt sooooo good...so soft and warm...but how I do harp on that, huh? After some quiet cuddling I realized he was still erect, so without pulling off his knot I started riding him again, moving my hips up and down slightly, as much as his knot would allow me to move. "Mmmm...Anne..." he moaned into my mouth, caressing my sides, "want to try a new position that's great for being knotted?"

"I'd love to..."

"This is called the Lotus position..." he whispered as he grabbed my legs and prompted me to wrap them around his waist, while he sat up and crossed his legs under me. I was now wrapped around him with all 8 glorious inches buried inside me, and with my legs up like this, he was pressed up against my cervix; I couldn't imagine how it'd feel when he started thrusting. But in this position we couldn't really thrust...now I was confused. He kissed me deeply, holding me close to his chest and curling his wings forward around me, his tail twirling around mine as he began to rock his hips back and forth against me.

Oh my gosh. It wasn't thrusting so much as rocking, but I was in utter bliss... he was pressing so deep inside me, his knot stretching nerves that hadn't been touched by it before...his sheath was all round my labia and clit...his whole body pressed up against mine, my breasts squishing against his chest and his rocking motions rubbing my sensitive nipples against his muscled chest...his lips against mine, his deep purr... It just all felt so RIGHT. I lost count of how many times I came, not even knowing if he had one or three orgasms, but when I woke up again all I could feel was a pleasant afterglow and total relaxation, with a belly full of warm semen. Dad was out like a light; pressing the back of my hand to his forehead I smiled softly. His fever had drastically dropped, he was almost back to full health again. Since I didn't need to do much of anything for the time being I just curled up in bed with him and dozed, watching him smile as he wrapped his arms around me in his sleep.

When I woke up an hour later, I suddenly remembered that holographic camera I'd taken the pictures with. Dad was still asleep, but his breathing was better and he didn't look so pained. Seemed our intimate times had helped rejuvenate him with the physical activity burning off the disease. Slowly climbing out of bed I tossed my robe on, giggling softly as his generous load sloshed around inside my womb and sent tiny thrills of pleasure through my belly, then headed downstairs to grab the device. Heading through the main first-floor hallway though, I stopped cold, literally; a chilly draft swept over the floor and touched my toes, curling up under my robe and making me shiver as it nipped my cum-soaked labia. The house wasn't that drafty and there wasn't a wind outside, so...where was it coming from? Quietly padding through the hall and following the chilly air I found one of the side bedroom windows slightly ajar. I stood in the doorway, chills running down my back and making my dorsal fur fluff out. Why would the window be open? No one used this room...and Calin had been given a room in the opposite hall... was there someone in the house?! Had someone just escaped or stolen something?!

Oh shit...THE CAMERA!!

I bolted down the hallway in time to see a black-swathed tail flit around he corner to the kitchen. I don't remember what happened afterwards except I found myself clutching the camera, my left arm hurt like hell and there was a guy dressed completely in black unconscious on the floor in the kitchen. It took me a while to calm down enough that I could call for help, but even then I was too shaky to speak. Luckily the authorities got there quickly and hauled his ass outta there. I don't remember what they asked me, I was in a daze from the adrenaline rush wearing off. Finally though they let me go and I went straight upstairs to dad. I found him in his robe getting ready to come downstairs.

"Anne!" He rushed up to me and hugged me tightly, stroking my hair. "Anne what's going on? You look like you've seen a ghost!"

"S-s-s-some-someone b-broke in...into the house..."

"Shhh...it's okay Anne...it's okay..." Rubbing my back with one hand he gently pried the camera from my grip. "Why were they after this? Is there something on here?"

"Y-es... he was...was after Alfred's p-paints but th-then saw me w-with the camera..."

He hugged me again, gently rocking me back and forth. "Anne, listen to me sweetie. I'm here, everything's okay now. He's not gonna get you." He sat me down on his lap on the bed and curled his wings over me. "Are you okay? Did he do anything to you?"

"My arm hurts but...I don't think he did...I can't remember...it all happened so fast..."

"You've had some good training then if you took him down swiftly." He curled his tail around mine and laid his cheek atop my head, purring soothingly. Finally I calmed down enough to nestle against him. "Anne...why did you have the camera in the first place?"

I sighed and turned it on. "Dad...while I was cleaning Alfred's study, one of the labels on his paint powders fell off and I found writing on the back. It's hard to read though because most of them are handwritten..."

"'Them'?"

The last few images floated up over the camera, along with a warning symbol that the battery was low. "I took some pictures after freezing the labels so the glue would come off. I got most of them before the camera turned itself off to save power."

Hs chest rumbled a bit. "Mmmm...and you want to use these images to enhance the text?"

"Yeah..." Shutting off the camera I sighed. "I'm sorry dad, but you keep talking about Alfred being suspicious, so...I figured I'd try to help somehow."

"I'm not upset, Anne...just...frustrated is all. This doesn't make sense that they'd be using paint labels..."

"'They'?" Now it was my turn to question his use of words.

"I'll tell you tomorrow when I'm not so tired and can move around better. There are things I have to show you in order to best explain. But what you've found...it confuses me yet somehow seems to click. Thank you." He nuzzled me and kissed my cheek. "I'm feeling a little better today, if you want we can work some more on schoolwork. It'll have to be here in bed though, standing makes me dizzy."

I was silent, but I smiled and quickly got up, fetching some books. He chuckled at my enthusiasm and we delved into some advanced biology. Literally too. Halfway into the lesson I spotted dad's erection tenting the sheets, so I sat down on his lap and let him gently thrust off the bed into me while we read and discussed the topics in the books. He was too tired to cum, but I didn't mind...I loved this closeness to my father.

The next day was uneventful for the most part, though I found myself eager for Calin to arrive. I think I kinda half-assed most of my chores, since I was constantly either looking out the windows expectantly or had my ears perked for any knocks at the door or the doorbell ringing. Dad slept for most of the day again, but his fever had gone and he wasn't coughing anymore; he said he still felt terrible, but he was looking much better, so hopefully it was gone for good.

Calin arrived in the evening after Dad and I had had dinner together in the bedroom. I didn't know he was there though until I heard him cough in the foyer as he peeled off his boots.

"Sorry for letting myself in, but it's nasty out there," he apologized. As if to prove his point for him the wind suddenly howled outside, the whole house creaking. After he got himself settled he dropped off a bag in the kitchen, where I was preparing tomorrow's breakfast items ahead of time. "How's he holding up?"

I was silent, but gave him a thumbs-up.

"Good. I'll go check on him then. I brought some more medicine ingredients; my sister found that the virus can go dormant, but there's a way to take advantage of that and kill it." I nodded and watched as he quickly whipped up another drink for dad and took it upstairs to him. He came back down some time later with a grin. "He's recovering very well." He looked to the side and rubbed his neck. "But...er... I hate to intrude but...well...I have to spend the night and check on him in the morning...will that be a problem?"

"Nope." I was excited that he'd be staying, but...silly me didn't know how to express it. "What'd you do today?"

"Not much...rescued a little cub abandoned in the snow, took her to the orphanage... got some medicines to a sick family, they'll make it thankfully... bought some blankets for a homeless cripple and also helped him find some shelter... I think that's about it, other than your employer. Kind of a slow day."

"What's a busy day like then?"

"Depends. Either I'm running a lot of chores for someone elderly or hurrying medical supplies to an accident scene... a day where I don't get to sit down for long I consider to be 'busy'. Winter was horrible with the blizzards..." His ears fell sadly. "Lost a lot of lives..."

My heart hurt at that... I felt kinda guilty now that I was living in this huge mansion while there were others dying in the cold... "Well...maybe... I can suggest to my employer that we can offer housing here for the homeless?"

Calin shook his head. "You don't have to do that... not many of them would want to live here. Actually, this past year, not many of them seem fond of this house. They won't say why though."

"I'll still ask him...it's kind of a waste to have this huge house and only us here in it." I turned to the dishes, what few there were, hearing him come up behind me. "Calin..."

"Yeah?"

"Do you ever get rewarded for all you do for the town?"

I heard him scratch just below his ear. "Not really. I don't really need a reward either...why?"

Looking over my shoulder I could feel my face heat up as I blushed. "May I...reward you then?"

He looked at me, then tilted his head curiously, then his eyes widened and his ears went back in embarrassment. "I-uh...well...er...I-I don't...need a reward..."

"Maybe not, but I'd still like to repay you...personally...for all the help you've given. To me, to my f- my employer...to everyone. You might not ask for a reward, but...you more than deserve one."

He kicked at the floor as he thought, his tail swaying behind him nervously. "Is this from that...that sexual frustration you mentioned last time?"

"Well...a bit, but..." I hesitated, then covered up by scrubbing at a stubborn dried piece of food on a plate. "You give so much...you help all the time...and I just want to help you, even if a little."

His ear flicked as he thought it over carefully. "Alright...but...not in the bedroom."

I nodded.

"Um...w-what are you comfortable with?"

"Doing it right here if you want." I wasn't going to sugar-coat it. Thanks to dad, I was comfortable having sex just about anywhere in the house at any time. Apparently Calin was surprised to hear that, probably not having thought of me as liking sex until now. I hoped he didn't see me as a slut for that statement...

"You sure?"

"For you, yes."

"Now?"

"When you want." To emphasize my point I hiked my tail a bit while I scrubbed at a plate. He hesitated, then coughed nervously as he stepped back. I looked over my shoulder to watch him. As he pulled his pants down, I felt my eyes widen. His half-Human descent was rather obvious now; instead of a round, red canine shaft coming from a sheath, he had ten solid inches of Human penis sticking up from his crotch and a somewhat hefty pair of testicles below that. His erection had a slight curve to the right, which stood out to me compared to dad's almost perfectly straight penis. He didn't quite have dad's girth but it was still impressive. He averted his eyes, ears laying back. He was embarrassed. Drying my hands off I undid the clasp just above my tail, letting my panties fall to my ankles, hiking my tail up and lifting my skirt. I gave him a little smile...which I think did the trick. He saw my expression and his ears went up again, then he strode forward and gently grabbed my hips. I spread my legs a little more, eager to feel him inside me, wanting to reward him for being so generous to everyone. He hesitated again, then slowly pushed his hips forward. We both moaned softly as I spread around him, gripping him tightly. When he was about halfway in his hands slowly trailed up my sides.

"Anne...may I...feel your breasts?" He sounded nervous. I took one of his hands and slid it under my shirt to my breast, a gasp escaping me as his furry arm tickled my side and his palm brushed my nipple. His other hand softly stroked my side while he gently kneaded my breast. "I've never felt scales before...so soft..." he whispered. His hands were so careful, so gentle...so warm... Eventually he started to pull out of me, then he pushed in almost all the way, nudging my cervix with a good two inches left of his shaft to go. I wanted to take him completely in but I just wasn't that deep...he didn't seem to mind though as he set to a steady rhythm. He wasn't as thick as dad's penis, but the slight curvature of his shaft felt really good.

"Oooohhh...s-so goood..." I thrust against him, matching his pace.

He stopped and pulled out long enough for us to kick our underwear to the side, then I pulled my skirt up over my hips and cried out in pleasure as he slid back into me. I spread my legs and gripped the counter, moaning lewdly as he thrust into me. He had one hand on my breasts, one snaking over my hip and down to tease my clit. Something kept hitting my clit every time he thrust in; looking down between my breasts I watched, almost hypnotized by the rhythmic swaying of his testicles and how they slapped against me with each thrust. It felt incredible...

It didn't take long for him to pop, but when he did he thrust hard against my g-spot. Everything went white, all I could feel was intense pleasure until I found myself sitting on the floor next to him, panting in a haze.

"Wow..." he panted, "that...was awesome..."

I leaned against him, purring softly. "That was wonderful..."

He looped his arm behind my back and hugged me gently against his side. "Did I cure your frustration?" There was a playful tone in his voice I hadn't heard before. I pretended to think it over.

"Mmmm...not completely."

"Well, I can't have someone only partially satisfied..." Now he was hinting, which made me giggle a bit.

"I dunno, it could take a lot to satisfy me..."

"You'd be surprised how much I can... 'give'." He stood up, taking my hand and helping me up. We were both still only clad in our shirts, our underwear tossed aside. There was a small plip on the floor; we both looked down to see his semen slowly dripping from my labia, a translucent trickle already creeping down my thigh. I looked back up at him and smiled.

"Think I need a little more filling."

He smiled back and held out his hand to me. I took his hand and we went to the nearest bedroom, tossing our shirts aside as soon as we entered. I couldn't resist tackling him onto the bed; we wrestled with each other, laughing for a good ten minutes before he pinned me to the bed and kissed me passionately. It shocked me, but I welcomed it, kissing him back just as hard.

"Anne...thank you so much...I feel so much better around you..." His ears flattened a bit as he looked me in the eyes. "Anne...I...I think I love you."

"I...think I love you too Calin..." I whispered. I still loved my dad more than anyone else, but Calin...I loved him more than as a friend now.

Needless to say, just like the first time I'd slept in the same bed as my father, my entire night was spent having passionate sex, this time with Calin. He fucked me, I rode him, we cuddled, we mutually masturbated and drank each others' juices, and eventually fell asleep after a round of sixty-nine (the oral sex position, not the 69th round. I still can't last that long). His sheer length and rather feral passion made up for the lack of a knot. In retrospect I'm a little embarrassed to say I fell asleep on his crotch. Around dawn I found myself turned completely around, now held securely in his fluffy arms. Gently prying myself away so I could turn to face him, I just barely saw in the twilight that he was smiling in his sleep. It almost brought a tear of my own happiness to my eye. First I'd helped my father rediscover happiness, now I'd brought joy into another life...both these guys made me so happy... and yes, I'm saying "happy" a lot. I can't really think of any other way to put it.

As I lay there sleepily gazing at his face, I started wondering though...even if it was Dragon culture...was I cheating on dad? Both dad and Calin made me feel complete now, or well...more complete than I'd ever felt before. Polygamy was draconic culture, and was rather common with Furs too, so there wouldn't be a problem there, but...if we were to have kids...who would I have to give up the first time? The thought troubled me for a while until I stopped myself. I was actually thinking about marrying Calin? We hadn't known each other for a full two weeks now!

Maybe I should talk to dad about this, I thought to myself as I drifted back to sleep, nestled against Calin's warm, soft fur. Somehow, I knew Dad wouldn't mind...he'd probably be happy for me.