High Tail High Chapter 10 - Part I: The Morning After
High Tail High Chapter 10: Part I - The Morning After
Morning afters are often a bitch to handle with, especially after a rough night. Though it goes from that day on to either make your nevers turn for the better or the worse. Often the case being you wake up and haven't a clue who the hell this broad is and why your clothes are hanging on the tree branch outside the seven-eleven. Most of us, however, remember not to drink and can wake up with at least a clear mind on what to do to fix the problem...or aggravate it more!
The soft light glamed over his warm white silky fur on that morning. He felt a almost choking heat on his back stick close to him with strong arms holding him very softly. It was an amazing feeling to wake up too, but something felt askew. Opening his eyes, David looked down to see not red, but caramal fur holding him. His heart shot up as he clenched his teeth from screaming in confusion of what had happened before. Then it hit him in moaning, pleasureful waves like ghosts from a ten year old movie come back to haunt him. Slowly, he shifted so the dog was holding a pillow instead of himself. Thousands of questions ran through his mind, but the fact stood out what had happened. Limping slightly over to the dresser, he quickly gathered his clothes up.
"What the fuck were you thinking, what the fuck were you thinking?! Bertha's gonna kill you man! She's gonna kill you!"
"Shut up! Shut the fuck up right now, I need to think goddamnit!"
"...sorry..."
Sighing, he shifted quickly to see the dog roll over, sound asleep.
"...Erik was his name. Ok...good...I didn't get drunk at least...though...sex. A one night stand? Come on man...ok...ok, just..."
He closed his eyes and rubbed his head, the back part of his legs feeling particularly sore.
"He's really sweet...I don't really just wanna use him too. He looks about my age...phone numbers. We can sort it later. I'm almost late."
Quickly, he threw open a table silently and scribbled in sharpie his phone number, name (in case the dobie couldn't remember what had happened), and to call sometime. Placing it on the desk, he slid out the door.
The house was trashed. Whoever's house it was isn't a house anymore. Random furs laid out on the floor, some on the couch, and one mid-way in a grandfather clock. Glass, confeddi and other numorous liquids splayed the sticky carpeting along the carpeting. Shaking his head, he carefully stepped over another semi-nude fox ontop of a bunny and darted off the property and down the street.
"David, of all the irresponcible things you've done, staying out the whole night without telling me is the worst one yet! You had me worried sick! If it wasn't for the medicine, I'd not have fallen asleep from you!"
"I know..."
"You should always call me when your out! Especially if with friends the whole night!"
"Bertha he-"
"No, he needs to call when h-"
"My phone was dead...I said I'm sorry."
"..." Sighing, she turned away softly to scrub the dishes. "Fine, fine..."
Nodding, Mike ushered David to go upstairs. He blinked and looked at the clock before realising the time. He took a deep breath and slid upstairs to change to his uniform for work. Over the week, it was constant learning on basic things such as sweeping, mopping, lobby and trash. Once and a while he'd talk to Lucas, the cook rat, about things such as girls. He hadn't come out to anyone but himself and Mike, mainly cause he felt somewhat insecure about how people would see him. The ferret was so caught up about what he did with the big dog he almost forgot to take his phone with him that Sunday. With the flick of his wrist, he waved to the two canines and left the house for work.
"I dunno, do we need to buy this movie?"
"You never seen it?"
"Neh..."
"Said it was pretty good. Besides, you love adding DVD's to that library of yours."
Chad smirked a bit and pulled the wolf close, making him feel slightly insecure like he was going to be hit or something.
"True that, woofie. Alright." He plucked the DVD off the shelf, "Mmm...now what?"
"Well, we can go shopping for clothes. I need more underware. You rip them all."
He growled playfully and ground against the wolf's ass, "That's cause you shouldn't wear them. You know how I am baby."
"Yeah yeah...heh."
The two paid for the movie and left the store before walking in the mall, close but not paw in paw. It was a few akward days since they got togeather again, but it was steady. Mark followed around and felt a bit like a toy then a boyfriend, but Chad had seemed a bit cheerful then usual. Flicking his tail, Chad looked down then up to the red-tinted wolf.
"Something wrong babe?"
"Huh? Oh, no." "Yeah."
"It doesn't look like it..."
"I'm fine." "Your not David. You use me."
Chad turned and took his paw, squeezing it slightly.
"Comon...you can tell me."
The wolf blinked and turned to the jackel, slightly taken aback. Since the last time they were togeather, everything was slightly off but now it was almost like it was fixed. A wall of fear started to be washed and fixed clean as he blinked and looked down to the tiles.
"...I'm just hungover from the party." "I saw David there...I think I did..."
"Oh...ok..."
He squeezed the paw one more time and tilted his head, looking to the wolf's eyes and not his ass for once, "Are you sure Mark?"
"Yeah...thanks."
The doberman snorted and rolled over, the edge of the bed just inches away. His paw grazed the note and the big eyes opened slowly into the musky mid-day room. Erik yawned and pulled his shoulders up, popping them with a sigh before looking around. A twinge of a headache started to pull over his head, gravity seemed to intensify on his musculer form. What a hangover he'll have today.
"Bleh...oh shit...my head."
He groaned, holding it before lazily sliding his eyes over to the piece of paper.
"Mmm...?"
His caramal paws picked it up and he shifted to sit on the side of the bed, realising now that he was nude.
"Dear Eric,
Sorry about the one-night-standish kinda leave, but some things came up at the last moment. Your a really nice guy, but I hope you don't need to drink to get in my pants next time. {If there ever will be one!} My number's on the back, hope you go to school. You looked older then me...I.P.O.D."
He closed his eyes and pocketed the note before looking around for his pants.
"God...I didn't...please tell me I didn't."
In the corner of his eye he saw the cum-stained condom in the middle of the bed. He put his paw on his head and gathered his jeans and shirt up.
"Heh...at least he's not preggors..."
Throwing his shirt over his shoulder, he went into the bathroom of the house and washed his chestfur of the late night lovings. The rippling abs and muscles made the dog grin as he flexed rather smugly before putting the shirt over his shoulder instead of on himself. Sounds of furs waking up downstairs made him leave early, stepping over the late night smashed foxes and coons before heading to his car.
"Well...now what should I say? I mean he's a nice guy, REAL nice..." He smirked a little as the car's engine roared, "But I don't want a relationship...maybe not yet...just...friends..." He blinked and pulled out of the drive carefully before heading back to his house.
"He'll be fine...we're just really good, 'nice' friends." He smiled to himself.
He sighed and placed his bike back against the dumpster. This was his dayly routine, no theif would be so petty as to check for a bike behind them. Even then so, it was really difficult to get out unless you had a slim body. Holding in his breath, he tucked his tummy in and slid out of the gates and shut them firmly. The ferret's mind still raced from the doberman he met at the party, just barely remembering his name was making him feel comfortable.
Sighing, he turned and entered the fast food hell noticing the rat was sitting out and alone. His ears flicked up and looked over to him.
"Oh! Hey Lucas."
"Heh, hey David."
The white ferret turned his Ipod off and placed it in his pocket before sitting down next to him, "How are ya?"
"Fine, wish I didn't have to work."
"Don't we all." They both chuckled slightly.
"Heheh...mm, yeah. The party. Sorry about that. I had to pull closing last night." He scratched at the back of his neck slightly.
"Hey, it's cool...I had a good time at least." He smiled.
The rat seemed to grin and flick his tail as usual.
"Maybe I can make it up to you with a movie."
David blinked dead in his tracks, fur standing on end even and heartbeat slowly drumming up a rythem in his head. Thoughts started shooting off like fireworks.
"Heh-....I-..."
"You?"
"Susah."
The rat chuckled and ruffled the ferret's headfur before standing up, "Your an odd one David."
His blue-green eyes stared off center before recovering, noticing that the rat had left into the kitchen.
"Ohmygawd, ohmygawd!"
"Ok, 'Susah'. Maybe pull up your frilly thong and say yes to him?"
"This town is gay dick city! Whoopie!"
The ferret jumped up from his seat before blinking, realising the irony.
"Oh, you bitch...the doberman. What if the dobie wants to be with me?! Then we're fuh-huh-huuukkkeedd!"
Shaking his head, he entered the work and placed his stuff behind the counter and wrapped it up to hide possible fellow employees taking his stuff.
"Just hope he calls beforepaw. Or text even! I mean, either way you have a sex buddy. I mean boyfriend."
"Har har, prick."
"I love you too, darlin'."
After four hours, the ferret picked his cell phone up to see one missed call, from an unknown number.
"Gotta be him. Good. I can talk to Lucas after and see if I'm still open or not."
He flicked his tail and opened the white razor, dialing the number.
"...-...-..h-hello?"
"Oh! Hey, uh...Erik right?"
"Yeah, this...mm..." The was a slight grumble, "Sorry...bad memory."
"Drunkeness helps."
There was a soft chuckle, "David right?"
"Good...heh...um...hey, listen..."
"Yeah?"
"Are we...like...?"
"I was thinking the same...um...would you be offended if we were just friends? I mean it was just..."
"Oh, I know what you mean. Yeah, that's cool I guess...heh...just next time, if there is, YOUR bottom."
There was another chuckle, "Gonna have to make me be sober, ferretbutt."
He chuckled and wagged his tail, "So, Erik, why were you at the party?"
"Oh, I was with a few friends. Mainly cause my quarterback Chad forced me to c-"
"Chad?!" He cried, both in shock and horror.
"I-uh-yeah?? Why?"
"He's such a prick! I mean the first day, he tripped me-"
"Maybe he was just jealous-"
"And then he nearly ripped my poor headfur off-"
"Stressed about the games maybe-"
"A-...an...are...are you protecting him?" He blinked, tilting his head.
"Chad isn't all that bad. Sure, some of him is a bit of a dick. But that's mainly cause you were with his ex."
"I...you...ex...hmm..." He blinked before opening his mouth, "Mark?! Mark was Chad's ex?!"
"Mmhmm. Chad got jealous when Mark saw you on the first day. Probably why he only targeted you."
"Such an asshole! He-...he did..." David took a breath, "Chad's...gay?"
"Well yeah. He doesn't show it, but that's cause he's a dom."
He took a few deep breaths, shaking his head in disbelief.
"Chad....Chad's gay..."
~Author Note~
DUN DUN DUN! Heheh, well we can only guess now can we? The next chapter's pre writ is already up and this is a two-parter. I'm thinking halfway in the series, so it's like a 'finalie' to the first half I guess...yay! Ferret love!
XOXO ~ Camo