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A spring breeze danced through the forest, toying with the branches far above. Waving branches scattered sunlight and spilled shifting shadows over the forest floor. The sweet scent of blooming flowers and budding life rode the winds, eagerly signaling that the season was in full motion.

Uyran lounged lazily on a jutting boulder, listening to the forest's song, enjoying the breeze as it played with his ears and tickled his noise. In the distance the brook gurgled, a fainter part of spring's hymn, twining with the buzzing of the dragonflies around him.

One of the dragonflies landed on his muzzle.

He sneezed and launched it into the air once more. The dragonfly buzzed indignantly at him, but Uyran's only response was a languid flick of his tail. Warmth seeped into him from the sun-bathed stone, and the forest's quiet song was lulling him into what was going to be a wonderful nap...

Paws sounded on stone and a spicy, pungent scent mixed with that of...fish? Blinking, he only had a few moments to ponder over the odd combination before a fish pressed itself against his face.

"Arf ju ngry?"

Uyran rolled onto his side with a sigh. His lifetime friend, Sorae, wagged her fluffy tail happily behind her. A freshly caught fish was held in her sleek, short muzzle by tiny fangs. Like he, her fur was thin, silky, and black as night. She shared his ears, long and narrow, rising low behind their heads like a hare.

Amber eyes shone in the sunlight as she set down the fish beside him. "I asked if you were hungry."

"Nope," he said, rolling back onto his belly and propping his head on forelegs.

"More for me, then," she said cheerfully. She settled beside him and began to nosily enjoy her fish.

"You're gonna get fat," he said, closing his eyes. An indignant hmph reached his ears.

"You're the one that's napping all the time."

Uyran ignored her, settling for a nap even as she accused him. The spicy scent returned and prickled his nose. It spread an odd, but gentle warmth through him and embarrassing thoughts began to surface in his mind. Unable to sleep with these images lurking, he tried to clear them away by focusing on the lullaby of the forest, but they persisted, becoming more vivid and more...familiar.

Flicking his ears in annoyance, Uyran cast a sidelong glance at Sorae who was busily eating her fish. After a moment she caught him looking at her and tilted her head. He stood and stepped close, sniffing along her ears and down along her back. Sorae watched him curiously, but said nothing while she continued to chew. When he reached her tail the pungent scent sharpened and burned his nose pleasantly. His heart began beating faster and the pulse in his veins became hotter.

His suspicions were confirmed when he noticed that her tail was oilier than it was supposed to be. Blowing the seductive scent out of his nose, he moved away and clenched his jaw.

Sorae was in heat.

It was something he had been expecting someday, but he hadn't really given it much thought. Unlike other races the females of their kind were only able to bear young when they were a little ways beyond adulthood. That had always been some day in the future. Until, apparently, now.

Uyran didn't know what to say, or worse, what to do. He decided that the issue could probably be solved using his favorite method: ignoring it until the problem went away.

Sorae raised an eyebrow at him. "Are you all right? You're acting weird."

"I'm fine," he said, turning away from her and curling up.

She returned to her fish without comment and he went back to ignoring the wonderful scent cruelly toying with his mind and body. It blended with Sorae's own familiar scent, so strongly associated with his memories of her that the tangy odor used it as a weapon against him.

It only took a few heartbeats before he had enough, though to him it had seemed like days.

"I'm going for a run," he announced, standing and shaking himself.

"Sounds like fun," Sorae said, stretching. "I'll come with you."

"Um, I kind of want to go alone."

Sorae rolled her eyes. "Afraid of losing to me again? Too bad! You're not getting out of it that easily."

He said nothing while he made way down to the front of the boulder, realizing that he probably should have taken the time to come up with a better excuse.

"Hey, don't ignore me Uyran!" she said, crouching down to pounce on him. He noticed too late.

She soared through the air, drawing him into a playful bout of sparring. Instinct and reflexes automatically set his body working towards coming out on top and getting his maw around her neck, but the spicy scent surged in strength and he found himself occupied by other thoughts.

Sorae pinned him to the ground, her maw lightly around his throat. Triumph lit her eyes and she let out a satisfied cry when she removed her fangs.

She laughed. "That was too easy, even for you!"

"Get off, would you?" It came out harsher than he intended and he immediately regretted opening his stupid muzzle.

Sorae narrowed her eyes. "Why are you being such a jerk today?"

Uyran said nothing and she sighed, then slid off him. One of her hind legs brushed against his peeking erection, surprising both of them. Sorae looked at him then, obviously embarrassed, and he felt his own skin burning beneath his fur.

They said nothing for a while.

"Sorry," Sorae said sheepishly, breaking the awkward silence. "That's what you were going to take care of..." Her voice took on a gently chastising tone. "Come up with a better excuse to be alone next time, all right?"

He stood up and sat on his haunches, facing away from her. "That's not what I was going to do! I was trying to clear my head, and besides, it's your damn fault I'm like this in the first place!"

"My fault?" she asked angrily, coming up beside him.

Oops.

"Well, it's not like you did it on purpose," he said slowly, cursing his stupidity. "You're in heat..."

That took her by surprise, evaporating her anger. "Are you...sure?"

Uyran laughed. "Oh yeah, I'm definitely sure."

"I have been feeling funny lately. A little bit hot, and my head's been buzzing some..." Sorae sighed. "I thought I was just getting sick or something. Why didn't you tell me?"

"Well-"

Sorae rolled her eyes. "Why did I even bother asking? I already know the answer." She sighed, her tail curling on itself, a habit she had when she was really nervous or agitated. "So what do I do...about this?"

Uyran flattened his ears and gave a noncommittal wave of his tail. "Go eat some ghelsha grass so you don't get pregnant, then take a walk in the forest. Trust me, you'll get a lot of offers before you get very far."

"Oh." Sorae's tail continued to curl and curve. "Well, I was hoping, since we're so close..."

Uyran shook his head vehemently. "No."

"Why not?" Sorae said, hurt.

"We've known each other since we were cubs. You're practically my sister."

"But I'm not." She gave him a sidelong glance. "Besides, you were awfully interested in certain parts of me when we were younger."

"That's not fair! I was just...curious. You were too."

"I am now."

"Now is different."

"You know why I let you...back then?"

Uyran sighed. "Why?"

"Because I feel comfortable around you, even when it's something embarrassing like that."

"Stop."

Silence fell awkwardly again. Uyran busied himself by counting the shadows on the ground.

Breaking the silence with a rustle of leaves, Sorae drew closer, head lowered and voice low. "Is it because...you prefer males?"

He glared at her and shook his head.

"Then...um, is everything working fine...you know...down there..."

Uyran groaned and snapped his tail in irritation.

"Can we please not talk about my cock?"

Sorae seemed to deflate. "Then...is it because I'm not attractive enough?"

"Sorae-"

"Don't avoid the question," she said quietly, fur bristled. Her tail was really curling now, though she hardly seemed to notice. "You at least owe me the truth."

He sighed. "I don't know."

"That's not an answer!"

Uyran snapped and spun so that he was facing her, ears flat against his skull, fur bristled, and tail straight. "You want the damn truth? We have lots of friends Sorae, but you're the only person I've ever really cared about. You've become a really important part of my life and you know why? Because you're my closest friend!" He caught himself, subdued the emotions churning inside him, and exhaled slowly. "This is going to sound stupid, Sorae. Really stupid. But I don't want to risk anything that might change the way we look at each other. Not ever, and especially not just because you're in heat and our instincts are taking over."

Sorae glared at him. The rustling of branches sounded, joined by an orchestra of dragonfly wings. Too many emotions for Uyran to count thundered across Sorae's face, then she simply turned around and sprinted off into the forest.

Uyran cursed at himself for a good long while before allowing himself to think about how he was going to apologize to her. He had meant every word, but realized that he could have explained himself...better. Definitely better. His ears and tail sagged and a deep sigh escaped his muzzle. Maybe it would be easier to climb onto his boulder and take a nap after all. No worries, no enticing images of Sorae presenting herself, no thinking of the look in her eyes right before she had taken off.

Tempting as it sounded, he owed Sorae an apology and probably deserved the earful she would definitely give him for snapping at her. Resigning himself, Uyran followed after her through the forest. It wasn't very hard. Her condition filled the air with stinging spice, overpowering even the myriad scents of spring. It tugged at him, teasing him with images that disturbed Uyran only because he wanted to experience them so much. A distant part of his mind, dormant instinct, urged him to hurry, to find the female before other males did.

The rational part of his mind was afraid for any male that stumbled onto Sorae as she was now.

Focused on conflicting desires, Uyran almost didn't notice Sorae's trail ending. He paused, glancing around. Aged tree trunks rose high, their mossy sides rough. Thick underbrush filled nearly every gap between, sprouting in a array of colors back-dropped by leafy green. No Sorae, though...

Something jumped onto him from behind. They rolled together across the cool forest floor, but the other managed to pin him. He recognized Sorae even before she cried out in triumph, sighing as he looked up at her.

"Sorae."

She lowered her head until their noses were a hairbreadth apart. Her tail waved menacingly. "I could hold you down until all you can think about is mating me."

"You won't do that," he replied evenly, ears flicking.

Despite saying that, she really looked like she wanted to. Uyran was relieved when she relaxed and returned her tail to waving behind her. Sorae's muzzle came down to his ears.

"I would make a really good mate. I'd please you whenever you wanted, heat or not." Her offer and warm breath both sent a thrilling shiver down his spine. "Nothing would change between us, except maybe that we'd have more fun than usual...and we'd be closer."

He tensed, daring to dream of sharing a more intimate life with her. Sorae noticed his hesitation and shook her head in frustration.

"You're a coward, you know that!?"

"Yeah." It was the truth, he decided.

She slid off him and watched while he climbed to his feet. Without warning she sighed and pressed close, affectionately nuzzling him. "Then let me be brave enough for the both of us." Her amber eyes regarded him calmly. "Maybe my going into heat kind of forced the issue, but I've always assumed we'd always be together. From what you said to me earlier, you thought the same. We're already more to each other than friends, don't you agree?"

Wordlessly, he nodded.

"Good," she said, as if that solved everything. She moved through the wood and looked back at him, gesturing. "Come on."

"Where are we going?" he asked as he followed, paws scattering strewn leaves.

Sorae looked at him bashfully. "To mate, of course."

Uyran sat back on his haunches while she watched him carefully. Eventually he just sighed.

"Heehee." Sorae affectionately licked his muzzle. "Don't act like you're not looking forward to it as much as I am."

Uyran's heart thudded faster when he allowed those thoughts he had been holding back to freely emerge. She had ended it so simply, and definitely in a way that was just like her. And Sorae was right, he realized... Emotionally, they were already very close, and the last barrier that remained between them was a simpler, more physical one. He felt like an idiot and wondered if she thought so too, but Sorae only smiled smugly at him while they walked side by side.

They squeezed beneath a thornbush and into a small clearing, finding privacy from anyone who might be looking for them and anything that might bother them. Their scents would give their location away of course, but any of their friends would hopefully get the message.

Sorae circled the small clearing, inviting him over way a wave of her tail. "Come here."

He obeyed and strode before her. She nuzzled him, brushing her tongue against his muzzle for a moment, then smoothly slid beneath him, head first. Surprised, he spread his legs, the soft feel of her fur sliding across his oddly arousing.

Her wet nose touched against the pink of his partially erect cock.

"It's already peeking out," she commented.

"I've been dealing with your scent all day..."

"Well, you can enjoy it now."

In response her tail rose and looped gently around his neck. Thick waves of tangy musk emanated from the oils covering her tail, arousing him, setting his heart pumping and his blood afire. Joining it was the wet touch of her tongue, rough and warm, as it hesitantly touched his cock. Uyran spread his hind legs a little more, leaning into her, and Sorae began lengthening her strokes more confidently. Her breath tickled his cock, and it quickly began to swell.

Sorae lapped at the tip roughly, sending intense ripples through him. His cock grew more erect and she allowed it to expand into her muzzle, pushing her head up against his crotch. Between the tang of her heat, the caressing of tongue, and the lewd sounds of her loving attention, Uyran was drowning in pleasure.

"Mhugh..." Sorae breathed as she let his cock fall out of her muzzle. He lifted a leg and glanced back to see wet strands linking them together. "Sorry, it was getting big. Um, really big."

"No second thoughts now," he teased.

She gave him a toothy grin, then continued lapping at his pink cock.

Uyran shivered in joy, closing his eyes. "Sorae, could you lick my balls a little, if you don't mind?"

The licking paused, then a wet nose touched his fur-covered balls pleasantly. "Here?"

His tail flicked at her touch and he pressed himself into her. "Mmm...yeah. Use your tongue."

She diligently began licking his balls, at first rhythmically, but then she began playing with them, lifting each in turn with her tongue, prodding them. He could imagine her amused and curious expression and almost laughed, but didn't say anything. After all, it felt incredible. While she toyed with his balls, she let his cock rest on her head. It brushed along her warm, silky fur when she moved, and he had to resist the urge to thrust.

The breaths rushing out of his muzzle soon became hot and burdened, and he pawed at the ground with an unmet need. A rising pressure he knew well began to work its way through his body.

"Sorae, I'm going to-"

That wonderful tongue of hers stopped, and for a moment there was nothing, then she started licking again. He quickly rose again to the peak, his muscles tensing, but she stopped before he went too far. Giggling, she continued this twice before he finally lifted a leg and glared at her.

"How are you doing that?" he demanded.

She flicked her ears. "Whenever you're close your cock twitches and your balls shrink a little."

"Well, stop," he said, ears flat. "That's cruel."

"Fine," she said, sliding from under him.

His glare deepened. "That's not what I meant."

"I know," she said teasingly. "But the only place I'm letting you shoot this time is inside me. If I let you mount me right now though, you'd spill right away, so give me a turn while you calm down a little."

"All right."

She rolled onto her back, waving her legs in the air, slightly folded. Uyran lowered his head to her slit, noticing that the fur around it was moist. He brushed his tongue along it experimentally, eliciting a soft moan from Sorae. Urged on by the sound, he traced the opening with his tongue, pressing hard, and licked across the mound every so often without warning.

The lusty sounds erupting from her muzzle as he licked her pussy pleased him. She looked cuter when she cried out in pleasure. As he teased her moist folds, she wrapped her tail around his neck again, allowing him to enjoy her heavy, intoxicating odor. Uyran explored deeper as her cries became more needy, pushing inside her sticky slit with his tongue, rubbing his wet noise and muzzle against her small opening.

Eventually, when his cock was painfully hard with desire and he could take no more, he stopped. "Sorae, can I mount you now?"

Breath heavy, she nodded vacantly, rolling over and rising on all fours. She stretched out and lifted her rump. Her tail rose high and she waggled her bottom invitingly. Uyran scrambled on top almost desperately, his cock aching for her wet, pink opening. It took him a few clumsy attempts, but eventually he aligned them and plunged his cock into her. The tip prodded the sticky lips of Sorae's pussy apart and a lusty moan rolled off her tongue as it hung from her mouth. He sank it deeper, shivering as an intense, wet heat surrounded and squeezed him.

"Aah!" Sorae exclaimed as she felt him entering. "You're...bigger...than I thought..."

Panting, Uyran sank his meat all the way into Sorae, up until the bulge of his half inflated knot prodded her pussy. They both released need-filled breaths.

"Mate me, Uyran," Sorae whispered. "Please, make me your bitch..."

The words stirred something inside of him. He repositioned himself, then thrust down into her. She squealed in delight, then moaned when he began pounding her pussy relentlessly. The lewd sound of their sexes joining together filled the air and another pungent scent drifted onto the breeze.

Long ears flat against his skull, Uyran nipped his new mate along her neck and ears, drawing little whines from her. Each of them excited him more and more and he began to nip harder. Sorae shivered at the domination, gasping and crying in delight when he clamped down hard on one of her ears.

"Harder..." she breathed, loosely looping her tail around his. "Dominate me more..."

He obeyed, making his thrusts hard and powerful, his nips sharp. Her pussy rewarded him for his efforts, squeezing him almost painfully, slick and almost searingly hot. Sorae's opening suckled on his cock, begging to be filled, desperate for what would satisfy her need.

Her hunger and desire brought him over the edge. Sensing that she was about to finally get what she wanted so badly, Sorae pushed up against him and braced herself as he slammed down, forcing his knot into her tiny opening. Her pussy clutched at his inflating knot and in a blinding flash of heat joined by a powerful sense of release and an overwhelming sense of feral satisfaction from breeding his bitch, Uyran came.

He shot sticky, powerful spurts into her hungry pussy. Sorae clawed at the ground, making a sound that was almost like purring as she was filled, ears flat against her skull. Uyran ground into her twitching pussy as his orgasm continued, each time tugging his knot and drawing another rush of pleasure that only strengthened the spurts erupting inside Sorae.

When he was finally done mating her, Uyran let out a satisfied sigh that matched Sorae's own and then pushed her onto the ground, resting his body on top of hers. She didn't seem to mind and returned his affectionate nuzzling, ears flicking.

"That was incredible," she said breathlessly. "I can still feel you twitching inside me...mmm...and your knot is stirring me up..." She said the last lustily, her tongue teasing his muzzle.

"You felt amazing," he agreed, panting.

"I'm happy you enjoyed it so much..." Sorae looked at him gently. "We're mated now, right Uyran?"

He nuzzled her and she giggled. "Of course."

They lay there in the shrouded clearing, enjoying the afterglow of their mating, washed in pleasant scents and warm companionship. As far as Uyran was concerned, they could stay like this forever...

Sorae tensed beneath him.

"Oops."

"What is it?" he asked lazily, nibbling on one of her ears.

"I think I forgot to eat some ghelsha grass before we...er, became occupied."

Alarm and surprise overcame him. Pregnancy during a female's first heat wasn't common, but it could still happen. "What? Didn't you eat any when you ran off?"

Uncertain laughter poured from her muzzle and she looked up at him bashfully. "You're right. I was just kidding..."

Uyran glared at her, allowing himself to relax.

Sorae swished her tail innocently, then added, "I hope."