Diplomacy
Diplomacy By Chayak
This is a rather old short story of mine that I recently brushed the dust off and decided to put up for all to see. The standard copyright blurb applies. I retain all rights to characters and plot and all I ask is if you put this anywhere else keep my name on it and send me an email at [email protected] and let me know.
- * * The base commander sat back in his chair, awaiting the young soldier he had beckoned. A slight grin formed on the old wolf's muzzle as a knock stemmed from his door. "Enter" He called out, the smile disappearing as the soldier he had called stepped into his office. The young lieutenant closed the door behind him and promptly stepped up in front of the desk. With a quick motion the wolf switched his black beret from his right to left hand and the right came up in a sharp salute. "Sir, Lieutenant Tristan Lee, reporting as ordered, Sir!" The young wolf snapped, military and precise. "At-ease, Lieutenant... have a seat." The general said as he motioned for the younger soldier to sit. "Yes, Sir, Thank you, Sir" The lieutenant said as he took a seat, sitting strait and attentive. The older wolf looked at the young lieutenant for a while. Yes, he would do nicely. This wolf was a picture of a soldier, and the black beret said a lot for him. The Black Guard had the most intensive and thorough training of any known service. Their discipline and professionalism was unquestioned by friends and greatly feared by the enemies of the state. That they were also used as the Prefect's personal guards was logical. The older wolf made a show of opening the lieutenant's file and looking through it. "You have a purple-heart, and a medal-of-valor for putting yourself in the line of fire to drag wounded civilians out of danger. You were shot twice during the affair and yet you continued to drag them to safety only to collapse from you wounds after they were out of harms way..." "Yes, Sir" "That was not a question, soldier, it was a statement of fact." The general reprimanded the younger wolf. He could tell that the Lieutenant was nervous; of course, he would be nervous as well under similar circumstances. That this soldier was asked for by name was no surprise. "Lieutenant Lee," He began, "you are undoubtedly curious as to why I have called you here. Do you have any idea?" "No, Sir." Good, the older wolf smiled, he didn't say any more than necessary. "Well, Lieutenant, I have called you here to inform you that you have been assigned special duty." He paused to let it sink in a bit. "On your feet!" The young wolf immediately shot up from his chair into a position of attention. The older wolf made a show of getting up and walking around his desk, looking the lower ranked soldier over. After a few moments he reached up to the lieutenant's collar and yanked off the silver bars there, taking pleasure in the confusion in the younger wolf's eyes. "It is also my duty to inform you, Tristan Lee, that you have been promoted to the rank of Captain, effective this day, Seventh of November, Two-thousand. Congratulations, Captain." He said as he pinned the rank back onto his collar. Then shaking the new captain's hand as is the tradition. "Thank you, Sir." The young wolf was beaming. "You've earned it, now sit down... we have to talk." "Yes, Sir" The new captain said and took his seat again. "Captain, you will be on a plane tomorrow night so go pack your bags." "Yes, Sir, can you say where I am going, Sir?" The old wolf smiled, he was as proud of this young wolf as if he were his own son. "You are to report to the capitol for special duty with the Prefect's honor guard, so make sure your dress uniform is in order." The news hit the young wolf like a ten-ton truck. His jaw dropped in disbelief causing the older wolf to chuckle. Of all the things that the new captain expected to happen, this was not among them. A few moments later the biggest grin physically possible formed on his face. "Very well, Captain, go get your gear in order, dismissed." "Yes, Sir!" The captain replied with as much enthusiasm as could be expected from someone who just got orders for the most prestigious and honored position one could ever get. Captain Lee stood, saluted, and marched out of the office. The general sat for a few moments looking at the closed door through which the young lad had left. He would do well, no doubt about it. The general also didn't doubt that the new captain would have quite a hangover in the morning, he had a damn good reason to party. * 2 * Lee sat back quietly in his seat as the plane jolted slightly from the wheels touching the ground. After five hours he couldn't wait to get out of the plane and stretch his legs. Oddly enough when he boarded the flight attendants looked at his military coach ticket then smiled and showed him to a spare first class seat. They always offered a smile as they passed him during the flight and did everything they could to see that he was comfortable. Another first class passenger seemed to get jealous and complained until the attendant politely pointed out that he was a Black Guardsman, which was quite effective at silencing the complaints. Lee had never had much civilian contact so the experience was new for him. It increased his pride in wearing the uniform. They actually appreciated what he did. As he stepped out of the walkway connecting the plane to the terminal he spotted two Black Guardsmen waiting. They approached him then snapped to attention when they noticed the two bars of a captain on his collar. "Sir, welcome to the capitol. We have a car waiting." The taller of the two said, a sergeant. "Thank you, Sergeant, let me collect my bags and we'll be on our way." Lee noticed a bit of surprise when they saw him. He wondered if they knew whom they were picking up. "Very good, Sir." The sergeant replied. The three of them walked quietly towards the baggage claim and Lee was surprised when he saw an airport employee waiting for him with his bags. They must think he's pretty important to receive this kind of service... The two Guardsmen picked up his bags and lead him to the waiting car. During the drive to the Prefect's building Lee tried to start up some conversation between himself and the other two Guardsmen though they kept their answers short and direct and he detected a hint of nervousness in their replies. They were treating him like some revered general, not a captain they would work with day-to-day. When they arrived at the capitol building and had passed security the soldier driving stopped the car. They got out and took Lee's baggage out of the trunk. The two seemed to walk with relief as the stepped away from the car off towards the housing unit. Lee stepped out of the car and adjusted his beret when he noticed a colonel walking towards him. "Sir, Captain Tristan Lee, reporting for duty." He said and snapped his right hand up in a salute. The colonel returned the salute then motioned for Lee to follow. "You're not reporting to me, Captain..." The colonel said after a few moments. "Sir?" "You don't know do you, Captain?" "Know what, Sir?" "OK, what were you told, Captain?" The colonel asked as he opened one of the side doors and motioned for Lee to enter. "Well, Sir, I was told I was to receive special duty and to report here today." The colonel nodded, that was the logical thing to tell him. "Captain, I hate to tell you this, but you're not assigned to us." "Sir..." Lee asked, confused. Why was he here if he wasn't assigned to the Guard? The colonel closed the distance between them as the walked and spoke in a hushed tone. "Captain, your special duty came from the Prefect himself... He asked for you by name." He finished as they stepped up to an ornamental door with the seal of the state upon it. The colonel knocked on the door and once he heard a reply from inside he opened it and led Lee into the room. "Prefect, Captain Tristan Lee." The colonel said then at a motion from the Prefect he turned and exited the room, closing the door behind him. Lee's mind was in shock, so this is why the other Guardsmen were so nervous. They knew the Prefect had called for him personally... Lee stood at rigid attention. "Relax, Captain... you do know how to relax don't you?" The Prefect's tenor voice echoed in the office as he sat back in his chair. "Yes, Prefect." Lee responded and shifted to a position of at-ease. "Good, you won't be any good to me if you can't. Have a seat, Son." Lee took a seat and looked at the Prefect. Why had he called him 'Son'? "Yes, Prefect" The older graying wolf gave a nod, "Now, I'm going to lay down a few ground rules." The prefect began yet paused when he noticed Lee sitting rigidly, "Son, relax like you would off duty. Sit back, get comfortable, that's an order." Lee gave a nod and sat back in the seat before the Prefect began again. "OK, The ground rules... First I need you to be relaxed around me. I don't need you being uptight..." "Yes, Prefect." "That brings me to something else. When we are alone you are to call me Alex, and I'll call you Lee or Tristan. In short, I want you to be relaxed and informal. When someone other than the Guardsmen are around go back to calling me 'Prefect' but stay relaxed." "Yes... OK." "Excellent, I see you catch on quickly. Now you are undoubtedly curious to where I'm going will all of this." "Oh, you have no idea..." Lee replied, staying informal as ordered. The Prefect smiled, "Good, well I am going to train you to work in an arena more dangerous than any battlefield." He paused to let the words sink in; "You're going to be going with me to various diplomatic functions with me where you are going to represent you nation as a soldier and a citizen." "Excuse me?" "Lee, you're going to have to learn quick because you are going to be escorting the President's daughter, Tasha Delon, at a diplomatic dinner in two weeks..." "All right," Lee said with a sigh, a wrong move on his part could cause a diplomatic incident, "This is going to take some work... where do I start?" The Prefect smiled, this young wolf should do well indeed. * 3 * Lee tugged at his uniform coat, straightening it for the third time in the last five minutes as the President's plane rolled to a stop and the ramp rushed up to the door. The press was all over the place, held back by police barricades and Guardsmen. Cameras snapped and reporters shouted trying to get questions answered. The Prefect wasn't kidding when he described it as chaotic mess. "You OK, Captain? You look a bit nervous." The Guard Colonel asked with a chuckle. "Well, at least you know what you're up against, Colonel. This dog is probably just that, dog ugly..." Lee shot back quietly over his shoulder. The Prefect cleared his throat, a signal for them to be quiet as the door of the plane opened. The first out was the President, a Siberian Husky, waving and smiling at the press followed by his wife, another Siberian Husky and quite a stunning one at that. The third out of the plane was their daughter, Tasha. Lee had to force himself not to gawk at her. She had to be one of the most stunning females he had ever seen. Her shiny gray fur with its white accents only served to enhance her beauty. The dress she was wearing was as stunning as she was, its glittering pearl color flashing in the light. The way it clung to the curves of her body incited one's imagination. "Ugly as a dog, hey Captain." The Colonel whispered over his shoulder, receiving a friendly elbow in return from Lee, something Lee could have never gotten away with before. The President walked down the steps waving away only to be greeted by the Prefect when he reached the bottom. They exchanged pleasantries for a few moments, the President introducing his wife and daughter. Tasha it seemed was on a break from college. "Mr. President, we couldn't in good form let your lovely daughter go without an escort this evening. Let me introduce, Captain Tristan Lee of the Black Guard. He'll be escorting your daughter." On cue, Lee stepped forward, bowing slightly to Tasha and bending down to give her hand a kiss, "Stunned, I assure you." He said, handing the girl a dozen roses. The Prefect noted that he held the kiss just long enough for all of the cameras to snap, good he learned well. With a smile, Lee pulled one of the roses free and stepped over to the president's wife, taking her hand and kissing it as well. "Madam, I see where you daughter has gotten her beauty." He said with a soft grin, handing her the rose. The Prefect hadn't expected this but smiled, the lad could improvise. "Well, Alex, I believe we had better be on our way before my wife requests and escort as well." The president said causing a round of polite laughter. The group began to make their way down the carpeted walkway to the waiting cars. Lee slid into position beside Tasha and offered her his left arm. She took it giving him a questioning look and they followed behind. Tasha had expected to be provided some sort of escort, but not this. The people usually sent to escort her were so uptight and proper it nearly made her gag. This one was different, he was spit and polish military yes, but he seemed relaxed as well. Perhaps the evening wouldn't be so bad after all. While the Prefect and the President and his wife stepped into the first car, Lee led Tasha to the second car and got in. They rode for a few minutes in silence before Tasha spoke up. "So, Captain..." "Please, Miss. Delon, call me Lee, or Tristan if you prefer." Lee responded with a smile. "OK, Lee, but only if you'll call me Tasha." "I can live with that." Lee said with a boyish grin. Tasha sighed; this wolf was definitely not like any of the other escorts she had ever had. "So, did you parents drag you here on your break from college?" Lee asked, causing the husky to do a double take. Tasha stared at the wolf in surprise, this was totally unexpected. "Yes, I wanted to spend the time with some friends. You're not like the other escorts I've had in the past..." "You mean I don't have my head up my ass... no." Lee said with a smirk. "Exactly..." She replied, smiling finally. "Well, if it explains anything I've been ordered to be myself and insure that you have a good time. I don't see that happening if I'm acting like some jarhead robot walking around like I have a corncob up my ass." Lee was pushing the limits here, but he had to see how he could act with her. Tasha began laughing and Lee joined her. Tasha grinned at the young wolf; it seems her time wouldn't go to waste here. She might actually have to thank her father for dragging her along, wouldn't that shock him. When the cars arrived at the capitol building. The Prefect, and the President and his wife waited for Lee and Tasha to join them. What they saw when the two exited the car caused them to look at each other. The two exited the car breathless from laughing so hard. When Lee noticed that attention from the group he straightened his uniform, biting his bottom lip to try to keep from laughing. With a smile and a shake of the head the Prefect motioned for the two of them to precede them. Lee complied by taking her arm and walking towards the entrance followed by the Prefect, and the puzzled President and wife. Once inside, Lee led Tasha over to the dance floor where a few were already starting the night with some slow dancing. The Prefect's wife, having stayed behind to attend some last minute details warmly greeted the President and his wife, apologizing for her absence at the airport. It was all taken in good spirits and they headed over to their table to have a few drinks and discuss some business before the dinner. "So, do all your escorts dance like snails?" Lee asked Tasha quietly. "Yes, all stiff and proper." She replied with a grin. "So, you happen to tango?" Lee asked with a smirk. "Yes, why?" She replied. She stared in shock as he walked over to the band and talked for a few moments, bringing back a rose with him. "You're serious?" She asked. Lee nodded and grinned as the music died down and was replaced by something more upbeat. The Prefect and President were deep in discussion when the change of music caught their attention. They looked at each other for a moment then looked to the dance floor seeing the flash of black and pearl in the light. The Prefect's face went livid. They watched in silence as the two danced the rather suggestive dance. When it ended the two stood on the dance floor receiving applause from those either too old or unskilled in that manner of dancing. The Prefect turned to apologize when he noticed the President among those applauding. "Mr. Prefect, I have to congratulate for the choice of that young wolf. My daughter seems to be enjoying herself greatly. Normally she's bored to death at these dinners." The President said as he took a sip of his wine. "We better watch it though, she may not want to leave after it's over" His wife added, causing a round of laughter. "We'd better! So, tell me, where did you find that young soldier?" The President finished. The Prefect smiled and began to explain Lee's background. Lee had surprised him with that little dance and it had served to break the ice more with the girl's father. Things were looking up for the night. The dinner lasted for over an hour with polite conversation that usually occurred since it was considered bad form to discuss business. As soon as the last course was served Tasha and Lee stood and he led her out of the room, reaching up momentarily to radio in where they were going to the guards. The President noticing them leaving while he was wiping his muzzle with a napkin and asked the Prefect where they were the two of them were going. The Colonel at the summons of the Prefect explained that the Captain was taking her to the game room for a few rounds of pool and had called up reserves to secure that section of the building. The President nodded and smiled. The young soldier was going to keep her entertained while they discussed matters of state. The young wolf's actions to assure her safety settled his fears greatly. * * * "This is it." Lee said as he opened the door to the recreation room, located in the sub-level of the building. He flipped on the lights revealing a well equipped and decorated room. "Wow, this is nice, Lee, better than what I have at home anyway." She said, smiling gently at the wolf. "Well, we work hard and play hard." He said with a grin. Lee began to set up one of the tables when Tasha laid her hand on his. Her touch sent a jolt up his arm and he turned to look in her eyes, which held a mixture of curiosity, excitement, and fear. "Lee, I don't really feel like playing pool." She said as she stepped closer to him, sliding her hand up to his shoulder. He had caught her scent before in the dining hall, but it didn't compare to the way it hit him now with the absence of so many other bodies and the food. The Prefect had ordered him to keep her happy anyway he could. He doubted that he meant this but he didn't go into specifics... The Husky tilted her head up and her muzzle met Lee's in a kiss, which set both of their bodies tingling. He replied a moment later by sliding his arms around her and pulling her to him as he pressed his muzzle back against hers. It seemed that moment took hours to Lee when they finally broke the kiss and looked at each other. There was no doubt that she was beautiful. Her body was toned without being overly muscular, she was a cross-country runner he had found out earlier, and he didn't doubt that one bit. Her soft blue eyes enchanted him and his muzzle met hers once again in a kiss. Her delicate hands slid up the front of his chest and began to unbutton his uniform coat. Lee didn't object to this a bit and let the coat slide off and lay on the pool table. Slowly he began to guide her over to the couches that were in front of the TV while she worked to unbutton his shirt. "What are you doing?" He asked as they slowly slid towards the couch. "I don't know, but I heard a rumor about wolves..." She giggled. "Oh, and what rumor is that?" "I'll tell you if it's true later..." She whispered as she captured his muzzle again in a kiss. When they reached the couch he slid his holster and pistol out of his pants and laid in on the end table, followed by his radio after turning its speaker on to make sure they didn't receive a surprise visit. As she slid off his shirt she stared in shock at what was under it. "You always wear body armor to social functions?" She asked with a smirk as Lee undid the Velcro and removed the vest. She whistled as he pulled up his undershirt; her gaze on the six-pack of his stomach. A look of concern formed on her face when the shirt slid farther up and she noticed the two scars from the bullets he had taken when saving the civilians. "You were shot?" She asked as she looked up to his face again. "Yes, I was." "What happened?" Tasha asked as she ran a finger over them. With a gentle smile, Lee gripped her hands and pulled them away. "I'll tell you later... I promise." "Alright." She said and looked up at him for a moment before wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him once again. As the kiss drew on, He slid his hands up her sides and back, reaching to slowly unzip her dress. He half expected her to stop the kiss and say something but to his surprise; she pressed her muzzle to his even more, brushing her tongue up against his. He didn't complain though and once the zipper hit bottom she took her arms from around him and slid the straps off of her shoulder, letting the pearl colored dress slip off of her body and pool at her feet. He had to keep himself from gawking at the sight before him; her body was toned, well toned. Her legs were sleek but had the slight bulge hinting their strength from running. She didn't have a bit of flab on her body. His hands slid around her and down to her firm rear. Damn, why couldn't he ever find a female wolf like this? "Now it's your turn, Tristan." The husky said, a slight smirk on her muzzle as she reached to undo his belt and undo his pants as she nosed the fur of his neck. Lee's eyes shut, enjoying the feeling of her nuzzle as she finished undoing his pants and let them drop. His arms slipped around her again and slid down to caress her firm rear, a slight squeeze electing a soft whine from her. "I can't believe were doing this..." "Lee, you've done nothing this evening but be the type of person that I fantasize about. I might never get a chance to actually indulge in one of those again, can't I live a little?" She slid her hand slowly through the fur of his chest, her head down as she spoke. A hand came up to gently lift her muzzle so Lee could look into her eyes, "You sure you want this?" "Yes." She said quietly. He saw the look of fear in her eyes and gently met her muzzle with his. "You know if we get caught this could be a diplomatic incident..." Her arms wrapped around his neck again and she laid her head on his chest, "I know... I won't let them think it was rape though. I'll make it clear to everyone that it was consensual." "Ok then." Lee said quietly and kicked off his dress shoes, pushing the pants aside. Tasha took the opportunity to step out of the dress and kick it aside, looking up at the wolf who took her in his arms and nuzzled her cheek as he caressed her back. His muzzle slipped down shortly after and he began to kiss her neck, causing a slight whine from her once again. He nipped her neck a few times, as he led her to the couch, causing shivers from her each time he did so. She slipped down onto the couch once she felt it touch the back of her leg and looked up to him as he slipped over her and began to kiss her neck once again, a hand coming up to rub her breast. Her head was tilted back in pleasure, shown by the soft whine that came from her throat as he slipped lower to kiss and lick her nipples all the while questioning if he should actually do this or not. He began to occasionally nibble at her breasts, which she seemed to enjoy since her whine became louder and she shivered when he did so. He smiled softly and slid lower, his knees resting on the floor as he nuzzled her flat abdomen. He paused when he noticed a wet spot on her white panties and dipped his muzzle to sniff it, letting his nose brush against it as he inhaled its aroma and causing her to whine once again. The smell affected him more than any drug could, causing the urge already building in his crotch to grow. He looked up at her as his hands slid to her waist and began to draw the panties down. She lifted herself up momentarily to let them slip down, which answered his question if she really wanted to go on. It was pretty harmless so far, but was about to get serious. Her panties slid off to reveal the lips of her sex, the soft fur about them almost giving the appearance of being velvet covered. Lee rubbed the tip of his muzzle around its edge, causing her whines to intensify. Then with glance up at her face, he let his tongue snake out and slowly drag upwards between the crevice of those lips causing her to gasp quite loudly and arch her back a bit. Lee progressed with a teasing slowness, occasionally letting his tongue slip barely into her, lapping at her. As the minutes passed by, he noticed her beginning to tense more and grip at the couch. He stopped his attentions and stood up to drop his briefs to the floor and slide up onto the couch with her, turning to lay her down it's length and slip on top of her. His eyes locked with hers as he let the tip of his hardened member touch the lips of her sex. "You really want to do this?" The husky looked back at him for a few moments and slipped her arms around him, "Yes I do, Lee." He let his muzzle meet hers as he pressed himself slowly into her, stretching her sex to accommodate his. He broke the kiss as she began to gasp softly and grip the fur of his back. After sliding into her a bit he smoothly pressed himself the rest of the way in. A yip of pain came from her as he felt a moment of resistance that gave way which caused him to pause in his trust and look down at her. This he wasn't expecting; she was a virgin. "Please, don't stop." She quietly pleaded with him as her grip about him tightened a bit, as if bracing herself for what was to come. Lee began to thrust again and soon settled into a rhythm, the walls of her sex tensing with each trust as she whined beneath him, intensifying as their coupling drew on. With a sudden yip, he felt the walls of her sex began to pulse, squeezing him and pushing him over the edge. Lee made one last hard thrust pushing himself into her and slipped his knot into her before his seed exploded into the depths of her body. A startled gasp and loud whine brought him back to his senses as she pushed against him trying to get him out. He tried to pull out of her but found his knot already had them firmly tied as he continued to cum into her. He slid his arms around her and held her to him as the minutes of the tie ticked away. Her whines finally quieted after a few minutes as his knot and erection began to subside. He waited a few moments before he extracted himself from her body. Lee pressed his muzzle against the side of her neck and kissed it gently, "I didn't mean to hurt you..." Tasha hugged him for a moment and rested her muzzle against the top of his head, "It's ok, Lee." He lifted his head up and kissed her, letting his arms slip around her in an embrace. They laid there in each others arms for a few minutes before they finally decided to get up and get dressed before they were found. After they got dressed, they sat there in silence, holding each other. "Lee..." She said, tilting her head up to look at him. "Hrm?" He replied as she slid her arms around his neck. Her muzzle met his and locked in a long kiss, their tongues brushing against one another. "Are you going to tell me how you got those scars?" Lee chuckled and began to tell her the story. --- Tasha wrapped her arms around Lee's neck and kissed him before she turned and walked up the steps to the plane, looking back to smile at him before she disappeared beyond the doorway. The President and Prefect looked at the Captain in wonder. Earlier that day she had told her father that if he talked the Prefect into bringing Lee along to the peace talks in two weeks that she would also attend, but only if he came. "Well, Captain, it seems you made quite an impression on my daughter." The President said. "Yes, Mr. President, it was an interesting evening. Though I have to admit if we were betting I would have probably lost my shirt. She's quite the pool player." Lee responded with a smile causing the two nation leaders to chuckle. "Good, I trust you will be coming to the peace talks as well?" The President asked. "I wouldn't miss it for the world, Mr. President." Lee replied with a grin. As they watched the plane take off the Prefect turned to Lee. "All right, what happened between you two last night? I know you don't get that kind of reaction by just playing pool..." "Well, Alex, I did exactly what you said. I kept her happy. We enjoyed each other's company..." Lee said with complete honesty. "I bet you did" The Prefect shook his head then motioned for Lee to follow him as he headed for the waiting cars. Lee looked at the jet disappearing into the sky and looked forward to the peace talks...