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Fleece Collar

Chapter 1

Friday Night

By Chaos Blackwing

With thanks to ZephonTsol and Afril for proofreading assistance.

Miri, Pantheress, 5'11", brown eyes

James, Arctic wolf, 6', blue eyes

Kyle, Raccoon, 5'6", light green eyes

**

Sitting in the strange vehicle, Kyle was still trying to figure out what had just happened. Not ten minutes ago the raccoon had been quietly sitting in a booth of a nightclub one of his friends had dragged him to, before disappearing into the crowd and leaving Kyle to wonder why he had been invited in the first place. A few minutes later however, about the time Kyle was starting to consider seeing if he could find a bus stop nearby, he suddenly found himself with company.

A couple, they said hello and then asked if he minded sharing the booth. The male, an arctic wolf, introduced himself as James, while his companion, a pantheress, was called Miri. After giving his name in turn, a short conversation was struck up, though for the most part the conversation centered around him, with the pair asking Kyle questions about himself.

As soon as they learned that he was on his own, and that his plans for the weekend were pretty much non-existent, the pair seemed to perk right up, and after a few looks passed between the two, the pair appeared to reach an agreement.

Kyle was surprised when, after only a few minutes of conversation had passed the pair stood back up, as though to leave. He was even more surprised though when the wolf motioned to Kyle that he should stand up as well, as the pantheress reached over to take one of his arms in a gentle grip. Looking up at the pair, they shared a grin between them as the wolf suggested that they continue things at their house, as all the while the pantheress softly tugged his arm along to get him to follow.

Somewhat in shock at how fast things were going, Kyle could only nod his head as the pair led him out of the club and into their car...

**

A loud noise caused Kyle to snap back to the now. Looking up, he saw that they were pulling into the driveway of a nice looking two story house. He didn't have time to notice any details however, as the car pulled into the garage moments later, cutting off his view of the exterior.

Still a little out of it, Kyle just sat there in his seat, looking around at the interior of the garage, and it was only when his door was opened by Miri that he saw that the couple was already out of the car. His seatbelt unbuckled, Kyle slid out of the vehicle, only to have the pantheress place an arm over his shoulders and gently pull Kyle against her side, before heading into the house with him in tow.

Stepping into the house proper, Kyle found himself in the kitchen, though again he didn't have time to really look around, as Miri continued to guide him along, through the kitchen, and into what appeared to be the living room, before gently nudging him down so he was sitting on the couch. Giving him a quick smile, the pantheress indicated that he should stay where he was, telling him she would be back with something shortly.

It was less than a minute before the pantheress returned, her arms behind her like she was hiding something. Moving to stand in front of Kyle, she crouched down a bit to look him in the eyes, before bringing her hands out from behind her to reveal what looked like a strip of black cloth.

Looking to be a little over a foot long, and about an inch wide, the simple fleece strip had two somewhat bulky decorations on the ends. On one end was a little rectangular piece of metal with small upraised rims, while the other end had a similarly rectangular metal object, though thicker and appearing to have some sort of simple geometric design.

Before he could get a better look though, Miri reached up and over his head, draping the strip against the back of his neck, before bringing her hands back down to meet just under his chin, where a muffled 'click' was heard.

Sitting back down so she was kneeling, she looked at Kyle with a faintly amused expression, as he brought his hands up to feel the cloth now encircling his neck. Though not tight enough to choke, or even be very noticeable, the fleece strip was still snuggly wrapped around his neck. Reaching the center, he no longer felt the two metal ends, but rather only one, though thicker, as if they were on top of each other.

Inexperienced he may be, Kyle still had a pretty good idea of what he was now wearing. Looking to Miri, almost as if to have her confirm his suspicions, he voiced the thought going through his head.

"It's... a collar."

Her amused grin spread even wider, as she reached out and gently cupped the side of his face in one hand. "Indeed it is little one, and as long as it is around your neck, you are ours to do with as we wish. Ours to cuddle, ours to play with, and ours to enjoy."

Almost as though it was finishing the sentence the pantheress had started, a deeper voice continued from behind him, as a pair of white arms reached around and gently took hold of his wrists. "That said, bring your hands up, and feel around the edges of the clasp."

As Kyle felt his hands drawn up and to the band encircling his neck, James continued. "Now, on each side, you'll notice a pair of protruding rims. Work your finger under one of them and pull out."

Doing as he was told, Kyle encountered only a moment of resistance before the top part of the clasp pulled free, and the collar popped open.

Her expression taking on a more serious cast, Miri guided Kyle's face up with a hand under his chin, until she was looking directly into his eyes. Given the look on her face, Kyle wasn't sure what to expect, but all she did was look at him and ask, "Understand?"

It took Kyle a few seconds to work out what she meant, but when he did it was fairly obvious what she was asking him. Giving a slight nod, he watched as she reached out to the ends of the collar, and, all the while carefully observing Kyle's reaction, she once more brought the ends together. As soon as the ends were joined though, and with no objection from Kyle during the process, her face again lit up with a smile, and she swept him into a crushing hug, while from behind James reached out to give Kyle's head a gentle caress, ending with a light scritch to the base of his ear.

After a minute or so of the embrace, the pantheress moved back, and still smiling she reached a hand under Kyle's jaw, and began to give him a light scritching on his chin. "Now then little one, as the night is still young, why don't we start off with something light, say, a nice card game?"

Kyle could only tilt his head and blink in confusion after hearing that. A card game?

**

This was it. When he'd first drawn the mallet-wielding rodent, he couldn't believe his luck. All he'd needed was one more win and the game was his, and the monster he'd drawn was one of the weakest in the game, an easy victory.

Oh sweet naivete...

Within a matter of seconds the weak little rodent had been joined by a hydrant, courtesy of Miri, and after James added his contribution, Kyle had found himself facing not just the rat, but her mother and the hydrant as well. Things were looking grim, and only one thing kept him from despair...

He was a wizard.

A polymorph potion took care of the hydrant, and as much as it hurt to discard the pretty balloons and wishing ring he'd been saving for a rainy day, an empty hand and the resulting charm spell took care of the miffed rodent's mother. With the maul rat the only thing left to fight, and both Miri and James out of options, Kyle torched his last foe, and ascended to the vaunted level 10.

As the trio looked down at the cards that were just played, and it sunk it just what had happened, smiles appeared on both Miri and James' faces, and Kyle found himself swept up in a hug from Miri, as James gave his ears a good scratching, both of them congratulating him on his win.

After a minute of this they broke apart, and while Miri kept one arm lightly draped over Kyle's shoulders, and the other moved to give him little scritches under the chin, he saw James look up at the clock, before suggesting they get something to eat.

Dinner, or whatever the meal was, turned out to be almost as fun as the card game. Consisting entirely of finger-foods the pair cooked while Kyle watched from the kitchen table, it was only as they were placing the last plates of food that the pair informed Kyle that for this meal at least, you weren't allowed to feed yourself, only the others. This led to quite the chaotic meal, as arms were tangled, muzzles were presented with multiple pieces of food at once, and all the while the trio were trying to hold back giggles brought about by the game.

After a while, once everyone was finally full and the giggling had calmed down, the lateness of the hour began to have an effect on them, and James suggested they start getting ready for bed.

Not sure how sleeping arrangements were to be handled, Kyle looked up to the pair, hoping they'd clue him in. Rather than say anything though, James motioned for Kyle to rise, and as Miri began to clean up the dishes from their meal, the raccoon found himself guided up the stairs and into a... bathroom?

Noticing the confused look on Kyle's face, James chuckled a bit before explaining. "Before we get to sleep, it would probably be a good idea to clean up. However, to make things more fun, we'll be incorporating cleaning up with another game, called 'blind shower'. Like the game at dinner, you're not allowed to wash yourself, and other than when grabbing the soap and shampoo, you keep your eyes closed the entire time, going by touch only."

As James was talking, he started peeling off his clothes, first his shirt, then his pants (everyone had taken off their shoes shortly before dinner, to better relax), finally moving on to his boxers, causing Kyle to blush and look away, feeling like he was watching something he shouldn't. To make things even more awkward for him, it was at this point that Miri, done with the cleanup, showed up, and after a glance to see what was going on, she too started stripping out of her clothes without hesitation, leading Kyle to stand there, still clothed, looking down at his feet, unsure if he was ready to strip down in front of two other people like this.

After a minute of relative silence while the two took off their clothes and laid them in a pile near the door, they turned their attention to the still mostly dressed raccoon. As James moved over to get the shower ready, Miri came over, and kneeling, put a hand on his chest, while another cupped his chin to bring his eyes up to look at her.

"I know this seems like a pretty big step, but it's really nothing to be worried about, honest. There's nothing wrong with showing a little fur between friends, and it's certainly nothing to be embarrassed about. Just a simple shower, and the same rule as before applies: as long as you wear the collar, you are ours to play with."

Looking thoughtful for a moment, the pantheress amended her previous statement as she reached towards Kyle's neck. "Actually, best not get this wet, it would take all night to dry," Miri said with a grin, unbuckling the collar and placing it on the counter. "Now, with that off, if at any time you want to take a break, or are uneasy about something, simply say 'Yellow light'. If things get to be too much and you want to stop the game, say 'Red light'. If you're okay with starting the game... well, I think you can guess what to say."

Looking at her grinning face, with James behind her, who paused in his fiddling with the shower knobs to give him an encouraging smile, Kyle looked to his feet for a moment before uttering the phrase to start the next game.

"Green light."

**

The shower turned out to be both less and more than Kyle was expecting. Once the three of them were all out of their clothing, Miri guided the raccoon over to the large shower stall, one fully spacious enough to fit all three with room to spare, before stepping in after him and closing the glass door.

For the first minute or so, the trio merely stood there, relaxing under the flow of hot water raining over them, feeling it course down their bodies. Soon enough though it was time to get started, and after being shown where the shampoo was located in the shower, for when it was his turn to use it, he was told to close his eyes.

Only able to know what was happening by sound, seconds almost felt like minutes, as Kyle waited for the first touch. Soon enough the 'click' of the cap being popped open echoed through the stall, and shortly after that Kyle felt first one hand, then another come to rest on him, one on his shoulder, the other lower, at his side.

Even though he was expecting it, the slightly chilly feel of the shampoo, as well as the touch of the two hands caused Kyle to jump slightly, bringing a laugh from the couple. Soon though the hands began to move, joined by two more as they spread over his body, working the shampoo into his fur, almost feeling like a massage. It didn't take much of this treatment before Kyle found himself murring from the pleasure, something that was not missed by the pair washing him.

As one of the hands moved from washing his sides to give his chest a light scritching, Miri's silky voice came out of the darkness.

"It seems our little pet is enjoying his washing. Though I suppose I can't blame him, after all, having two people rubbing, petting, stroking him all over..."

As the pantheress' teasing voice continued, the hand that had been lightly scritching Kyle's chest began to move up and down through his fur, with just the barest hint of claws felt, while her other hand moved down to do the same to one of his legs, rubbing up and down, though not yet coming close to his groin.

While Miri was having fun teasing the raccoon, James had not been idle. Starting at his back, the large wolf had been lightly kneading and scrubbing Kyle's fur, working the shampoo in, and any stress or nervousness out. Once the back was fully soaped up, the hands moved higher, first rubbing his shoulders, then his neck, before finally ending up on either side of his head, rubbing slowly in circles.

With the attention the two of them were giving him, it wasn't long before the only thing holding Kyle up were the pair of hands running across his body. With his eyes closed, and his hearing dulled by the shower, his sense of touch was magnified, which made the surprise from the next touch all the greater. As the hand that had been running up and down his legs reached the top, this time it slowed down, before easing over just enough to bump the base of Kyle's balls.

Barely restraining himself from opening his eyes and looking down, Kyle's murrs turned to a surprised yip, and was accompanied by an instant, unseen blush. With the hand remaining where it was, not moving at all even while the hand on his chest continued it's stroking, Miri attempted to sooth the startle 'coon.

"Easy there pet, nothing to be worried about, we're just washing, and that means cleaning all the bits and pieces."

As Kyle relaxed again, she continued, as the hand began to move ever so slightly. "Besides, there's nothing wrong with a little play between friends, as long as everyone is agreeable. You don't mind, do you pet?"

Though initially startled, Kyle had to admit that the light touches certainly felt nice, and her mention of 'play' as she stroked such an intimate place certainly had his interest, so despite his blush, Kyle slowly shook his head side to side, indicating that she could continue. As the hand remained stationary, Kyle remembered that she couldn't see him, so in a slightly jittery voice he spoke "I don't mind", giving her the go-ahead.

With that momentary problem out of the way, Miri's hand began to move about more, sliding lightly up and down the fur in that area, brushing ever so lightly against Kyle's sheath every so often. Though her touches weren't quite enough to get Kyle hard, the feathery caresses around his groin and sheath were certainly keeping his attention focused down there, as little bursts of pleasure were shooting through him with each gentle movement.

Kyle was so focused on the attention being paid to his front, that he had failed to notice that the hands that had been rubbing his head had moved down, pausing for a few moments at his neck, before continuing down across his shoulders, along his sides, until they finally ended up cupping his butt.

Though the hands cupping his backside were surprising, it was the light nip at his neck, and the voice in his ear that really drew Kyle's attention away from the pantheress in front of him, and focused it on the wolf behind.

"Now now, don't hog all the raccoon to yourself love, and keep in mind we're supposed to be getting clean, at least for now, rather than making more messes."

Despite his words, the wolf's hands had started up the same circular motions that they had been making above, but this time below, rubbing the cheeks around in circles, and occasionally giving them a slight squeeze. While normally something like that would likely have Kyle's full attention, it was the light nips, followed by a momentary lap of the tongue, that he really found himself focused on.

Before tonight, Kyle had had no idea his throat and neck area could be so sensitive, or that something like the touch of teeth there could cause such intense stimulation, but whatever it was that made the feelings so intense, Kyle soon found himself murring and even letting out a quiet little moan or two from the sensation caused by the fangs grazing over his neck.

This time it was Miri who brought the other two back to the task at hand, as with a soft chuckle, likely caused by hearing the noises the other two were making, she reminded them that they were supposed to be getting clean. With a small grumble of displeasure at having to stop, the wolf ceased his neck nibbling, and slowed down the rubbing/groping he was doing down below to Kyle's rear.

As worked up as he was, it took Kyle a minute or so before he was able to focus on what was going on again. However, before he calmed down too much, one of the hands that had been rubbing the outside of his ass slipped between the cheeks, a finger lightly grazing his tailhole. Letting out a small gasp at the contact, Kyle heard James chuckle from behind him. "We do need to clean everywhere after all..." the wolf murmured as the hand gently worked up and down the crack, working the soap in, and lightly scrubbing the pucker in the middle.

Before Kyle was able to really get used to the latest new sensation however, Miri's voice came out of the darkness, while the hands that had been working him over pulled back slightly, and steadied the now sudsy raccoon under the water's flow. "That should be enough cleaning love, time to rinse our pet off."

Still in a bit of a daze over the new sensations and touches he'd just experienced, Kyle was only able to stand there as the water washed over him, while the others gently turned him around in a circle to allow the spray to reach all of him. Soon enough though all the soap had been rinsed from his fur, and he found his hands being guided to rest against a pair of sodden furry bodies, one resting against the short fur of the pantheress, the other atop the longer fur of the wolf.

"Now then pet, since you're all nice and clean, it's time to return the favor and help us wash up." As Miri spoke, she gently ran her hand up and down Kyle's arm, his palm still pressed to what he guessed was her stomach. "The only question is, who to start with? Shall I be the first one to experience those lithe little hands wandering through my fur, or would you rather start on my dear woofy?"

Presented with a choice like that, Kyle was more than a little tongue-tied. Before tonight, he'd never been this close, this intimate with anyone, and now he was being asked which one he wanted to wash first? True they'd done just that for him, but it still remained quite the choice.

Apparently sensing the raccoon's feelings on the matter, James came to his rescue, in a manner of speaking. "Well, as I'm sure he's used to washing the male body, why don't we have him start with me? Nothing new or surprising there, and by the time you two are done, he should be ready to give you a scrub down."

Not quite sure it would be that simple, it was nonetheless only a few seconds later that Kyle felt the air shift a bit in front of him, and his hands guided forward and up a bit until they rested on a pair of broad shoulders. Realizing that James must be kneeling down to make it easier to reach the upper parts of his body, Kyle began to lightly scrub the wolf, still a little shy about running his hands all over someone else.

Still a little too nervous to really pay attention to what he was doing, it was only when the other two began to chuckle that Kyle wondered if he was somehow doing it wrong. Before he could worry too much about it though, a hand gripped his, turned it over, and squirted something into it.

"It would probably work a little better if you used this pet," Miri's playful voice informed him as he felt a cool liquid spread over his palm. With a sheepish little grin on his face, unseen though likely expected by the other two, Kyle nodded, and after spreading the thick liquid to his other hand as well, he moved them back and began once more to scrub James' shoulders and arms, this time with the shampoo.

Despite his initial trepidation, Kyle soon found himself getting into the swing of things. With his eyes closed, his sense of touch was magnified, making the feel of fur and muscle below his hands all the more pronounced. Used to his own, more lithe frame, the larger, more bulky body of the wolf made for an interesting change.

Thinking back to the pleasant feelings the wolf had given him, Kyle decided to try and return the favor, and began to press down a little firmer, adding in a light scratching as well, and was rewarded with a murring from the wolf, and the large form leaning into his hands a bit.

Remembering he was supposed to be cleaning, and in an attempt to keep James from leaning so far forward that he'd knock the raccoon over, Kyle moved his hands to the sides of the wolf, running them up and down the matted fur, working the soap in. Hands scrubbing the soap into the fur, Kyle found his earlier worries fading away; it was just cleaning after all, nothing to get worked up over, and in fact Kyle found himself strangely almost relaxed from the motions of running his hand across the more muscled wolf.

Suddenly Kyle felt his hands gripped by James, and as he was about to ask what was going on, he felt another stir of air in front of him, before his hands were guided back against the wolf, this time against his hips. Understanding came over him, and he realized that James had stood up so that Kyle and Miri could more easily clean his lower half.

Before he could get started scrubbing again, James spoke up above him. "Start at my feet and work your way up little one." Not having any preference either way, Kyle kneeled down and started working his hand up and down the muscled legs.

As his hands worked their way up, the legs gradually got thicker and thicker, though it was only when Kyle's hands bumped up against the wolf's hips that he realized how far up he'd gotten. Remembering the ghosting touches of the pantheress when he'd been in the wolf's position, Kyle couldn't help but blush, as he realized what he was about to do.

As though sensing his hesitation, James reached down and took Kyle's smaller hands in his, rubbing them gently with his fingers. "Nothing to be ashamed of or worried about little one, it's just cleaning, remember?" Feeling his hands lightly placed back against the wolf's hip, Kyle took comfort in the assurance, and slowly but surely moved them inwards.

'Thick' was the first thing that came to mind upon making contact, followed almost immediately by 'hot'. Though Kyle knew it was likely more his nervousness than any actual heat, the fuzzy tube still felt hotter than the surrounding fur and flesh. Likewise the size, as while his fingers were able to touch without too much stretching, only being able to go off of touch made the gap between the two hands seem bigger.

Reminding himself that he was supposed to be cleaning, Kyle slowly moved his hands up and down the wolf's anatomy, trying not to press too hard. Though initially only slightly hard, as Kyle scrubbed the wolf's sheath gradually firmed up more, until he could definitely feel a more solid bulge within it. Shifting his hands downward somewhat Kyle moved his attentions to the fuzzy sack hanging below, and the fur around it, scrubbing ever so lightly around the sensitive piece of anatomy.

Though it was obvious that James was enjoying the attention, as evidenced by the slight shudders running through him, and the quiet moans he was letting out, after only a minute or so of scrubbing Kyle again felt his hands taken in the larger ones, though this time it was followed by a gentle pull upwards, as the wolf stood and brought Kyle up with him.

Knowing what was expected from his turn, Kyle washed his hands out under the stream of water, before helping rinse out James' fur with Miri. A few rotations of the wolf, with the water gradually working the soap out, helped along by two pairs of hands, and he was clean.

At last it was Miri's turn. At this point the three of them had gotten into the flow of moving about blind in the shower, so it took only a few moments before the pantheress took the wolf's place in the middle of the shower, and the other two had their hands soaped up and ready to get to work.

Trying not to bump too hard into any sensitive parts, as well as still being slightly nervous over cleaning a female he'd only recently met, Kyle slowly moved his hands forwards. While his left hand safely landed on Miri's shoulder, his right wasn't quite over far enough, coming to land instead right on top of one of the pantheress' breasts. As soon as he realized where his hand was placed he gave an involuntary 'ah!' of surprise, and quickly started to withdraw it, but was stopped as a hand wrapped around his wrist and kept it in place.

"Easy there pet, easy does it," Miri's soothing voice came from in front of him. "Nothing to worry about, we're just cleaning remember, and that involves touching, nothing wrong with that." As she spoke Miri gently ran her other hand up and down Kyle's trapped arm, doing her best to calm the jittery 'coon. "Now, judging by your reaction, I'm guessing you haven't had much experience with the female form, so don't worry if your hand touches something you're not familiar with, it's all in fun, remember that."

Letting her words sink in, Kyle took a deep breath and did his best to relax. Once he was no long trying to pull away, Kyle felt his wrist released, along with the removal of the hand that had been stroking his arm. Slightly more calm now, the 'coon gently ran his hand over the soft, yielding flesh underneath, softly working the shampoo into the fur covering it. As his hand ran across the soft surface, it grazed across a bump dotting the surface, causing a slight gasp to come from the pantheress it was attached too, making Kyle pause a moment before continuing.

As focused as he was on his task, it was only after a murmured "As much as I'm enjoying the attention, both of them need to be washed pet," from Miri that Kyle moved his other hand from her shoulder to her chest, and began to gentle scrub the other breast as well. With both hands running across the expanses of flesh, Miri's voice became a string of soft gasps and moans, and Kyle, though blushing, was happy to be the cause of those sounds.

Unfortunately it was but a minute before James interrupted the fun, as, after having a chuckle at the noises Miri was making, he playfully reminded them, in an echo of the reminder he had been given, that they were supposed to be getting clean. Blushing a bit over getting carried away, Kyle nonetheless let out a soft laugh and moved his hands to the sides of the female, running them up and down a few times before shifting towards the center and scrubbing her stomach.

Again Kyle found himself comparing the body his hands were running across to his own. While not as muscled and firm as James, Miri's form was an interesting mix of soft and hard, with a plush outer layer over a firm center. Though hardly out of shape, Kyle being one to enjoy biking and the occasional hike, the raccoon couldn't help but feel that even the pantheress in front of him was likely stronger than him, though her size likely contributed to that as well. However, he didn't let it get to him too much, since, after all, they didn't seem to mind.

With his eyes closed, it was difficult to tell just how far down his scrubbing hands had gone, and it was only when he found himself leaning over to scrub lower that he realized how far his wandering hands had traveled. Before Miri could say anything, Kyle crouched down, and like when he washed James, he began to work the suds into the pantheress' legs.

Working the soap into the short fur covering her legs, he gradually but steadily moved up, until, much like James, they narrowed and came together. His hands resting on her hips he hesitated, unsure about the best way to handle what came next. A moment later a hand came down, resting on his shoulder before moving up to cup his cheek, with a soft encouragement to go with it. "It's alright pet, just be gentle and don't push too hard, and I'm sure you'll do fine."

Giving a slight nod, Kyle slowly and ever so gently moved his hands inward, scrubbing in small circles as he went. Getting closer to the center, his fingers felt raised portions of flesh, and, with a small, unseen blush, and a slight gasp from Miri, he carefully ran his fingers up and down them, first on the outside, and then, ever so gently, on the inside, following Miri's advice and trying not to push too hard with his fingers.

A few passes with his fingers, accompanied by a few low moans and murrs from above, and Kyle decided he was done, slowly pulling back his hands before standing up. As he got to his feet he felt a hand rest on his shoulders, moving over to lightly caress his cheek. "Mmm, that was very well done pet, thank you. Now, a final rinse, and we'll be done."

Pleased that Miri had enjoyed his attentions, Kyle, along with James, set to gently washing the soap from her fur, as she slowly rotated in place to allow them to reach all of her. A few rotations of her wet form, and they were finished.

Guessing that the game was over, Kyle slowly opened his eyes, watching as the other two stepped out and grabbed a pair of truly large towels, motioning the 'coon to stand between them. Somewhat expecting what was to come next, Kyle was still thrown off balance a bit as the pair briskly dried his fur, moving his smaller form back and forth a bit as they vigorously scrubbed his body with the towels. The sensation, coupled with the playful grins the two sported as they fluffed out the 'coon with the towels had Kyle giggling as they dried him off, a sound answered in kind by the two as they rubbed him over.

Soon enough Kyle was dry, though before he could ask Miri reached over and handed him a towel, before motioning towards James, indicating that the large wolf was next. Not able to put quite as much force into his motions as they did, Kyle still did his best to dry off the wet fur, and after a short while the large wolf was dry as well, though his longer fur, combined with the vigorous rubbing motions of the two towels had his fur sticking in all sorts of directions, leading to chuckles from Kyle and Miri. Finally it was Miri's turn, and other than her fur being a little less messy, due to it being shorter, the process was much the same.

Not sure what to do now that the shower was over and the three of them were dried off, Kyle watched as James tossed the now damp towels into a nearby hamper, while Miri headed towards the pile of clothes, digging through them to find her own. Figuring it was time to get dressed again, Kyle started towards his clothes, quickly pulling on his underwear. As he reached towards his pants however, he felt a hand on his shoulder, and he looked back to see Miri, clad in only her underwear, smiling at him.

"No need for more than that pet, it's time to sleep, and you can hardly do that all dressed up, can you?"

Realizing she had a point, he withdrew his hands, though as he stood there his eyes spotted the collar still resting on the counter. Glancing over her shoulder to see what the 'coon was looking at, she spied the strip of cloth, and moving over she picked it up, bringing it back. Holding it up to Kyle's neck for a moment, she shook her head slightly before pulling her hand, and the collar, back.

"No, best not I think, I doubt this would be comfortable when sleeping." Holding the collar in one hand, she rested the other on Kyle's shoulder as she looked down at him with a smile. "Same safe-words as the shower pet, though we've only one last thing to do tonight before we head to sleep, and I'm sure you'll enjoy it." Looking past Kyle, she gently turned him around and guided him out of the bathroom, into the attached bedroom. "Come, it looks like my dear woof has already gone on ahead of us, we shouldn't keep him waiting."

**

As he was guided into the bedroom, Kyle found himself almost struck dumb at the sheer size of the bed within. Used to as he was to his own small, single person mattress, the giant bed, several feet longer than he was tall, and wide enough that he could spread both arms out wide without touching the edges struck him by surprise. Almost as surprising was the mostly nude, smiling wolf sitting on the edge of the mattress, next to a pair of... brushes?

Once Kyle was close enough, James reached out to him and gently took one of his hands, before pulling the raccoon forward and guiding him to sit next to the wolf. Looking down at the now confused Kyle he grinned before speaking.

"Our lovely lady of the night here might get away with just a simply toweling off, but those of us with longer fur need to keep it in order, unless we want it sticking every which way, as I'm sure you know. And while brushing yourself down is alright, there's nothing quite so relaxing as having someone else do it for you." Standing up James motioned for Kyle to scoot towards the center of the bed, indicating he should lay down on his front. As Kyle followed his directions, the other two picked up a brush each and moved so that they flanked him on either side, kneeling on the bed alongside him.

As the pair began to run the brushes along his body, Kyle closed his eyes in enjoyment, letting out a soft murr. Grooming himself was, more often than not, a chore, something he did because he had to, but for whatever reason, when it was someone else doing it, it felt more like a luxury. Having two someones doing it just made it twice as good. As he felt the brushes running across his back and legs, smoothing the fur there down, it felt almost like being caressed again, though softer than what he'd experienced in the shower.

After a minute or so, Kyle felt a gentle nudge against his side, so taking the hint he rolled over on his back, cracking his eyes slightly to watch the two kneeling next to him as they brushed out his fur. Both seemed to be sporting little grins, likely a response to the soft murrs Kyle couldn't help but let out every so often as the brushes were run across his body. Seeing Miri bring her brush towards his head, he closed his eyes once more, soon after feeling it gently smooth out the fur around his head and face. While he was pretty sure his facial hair was short enough not to need smoothing down, the attention was just too pleasant for him to object to.

Unfortunately, with only so much raccoon to brush, it wasn't long before the grooming was finished. Feeling extremely relaxed from the experience, it was only when Kyle felt a hand under his shoulder, accompanied by a small giggle from the other side of his body, that he opened his eyes to look up at the two above him.

With a hand behind his shoulder, James helped him sit up and move to the side, moving so he was now between the other two. "Feels great doesn't it? Now, you've had yours, my turn now." Lying on his back, James handed the brush he'd been using to Kyle, before smiling and shutting his eyes as Miri began to run her brush along his body. Wanting to do his part, Kyle also began to brush out the rather floofy fur on the wolf, starting at his legs and working his way up.

Though he wasn't quite sure why, Kyle found the action of grooming the wolf to be rather relaxing and pleasant, almost as much as being on the receiving end had been. There just seemed to be something about it, perhaps related to knowing that he was making the wolf feel the same enjoyable sensations he'd so recently enjoyed, that made the act one that he found nice as well. Coming out of his moment of thought, Kyle found that he'd brushed his side of the wolf all the way up to the shoulder, and looking over to see that Miri had likewise finished her half, he gave a slight push to the relaxed wolf, silently telling him to turn over, working his way back down the recumbent form when James complied.

In short order the once long, wild fur of the woof was once more groomed back into a semblance of order, though for a moment there Kyle thought James had actually fallen asleep due to their attentions, as he didn't seem to want to get up once they were done. However, after a few nudges by a faux irritated pantheress, he sat up and relinquished his spot to her, taking the brush she offered in the process.

Other than the shorter fur, Kyle found grooming the grinning and purring feline much the same as the wolf before her, though by this time the relaxing nature of the activity, combined with the lateness of the hour, had him letting out the occasional yawn as he brushed her down. Looking over it seemed he wasn't the only one, as James barely stifled a yawn of his own as he ran the brush over the silky black fur of the female between them.

Thankfully, as it began to get harder and harder to hold his eyes open, the grooming was at last finished, with the brushes gathered up by James and placed on a nearby nightstand. Not sure how exactly the sleeping arrangements were to be handled, Kyle was looking around when he felt a pair of arms reach up and pull him down and around, until he was nestled back to front with the softly purring feline behind him.

"Now that was an excellent way to end the night, wouldn't you agree pet." Miri softly said, more a statement than a question. Rhetorical question or not, Kyle couldn't help but nod anyway, he couldn't think of a more relaxing way to prepare for sleep than what they'd just done. Feeling the bed shift slightly, he looked over to see James settle himself in front of the 'coon, sandwiching his smaller form between their larger ones.

As the hands behind him relaxed somewhat, and the wolf in front gave a quick caress along his muzzle with a sleepy, "Night little one, night love", before draping the arm over the other two, Kyle couldn't help but feel a sense of calm serenity, being held by the two as he was. Always having slept alone in the past, he'd never known how enjoyable it was to share a bed with another, or, in this case, two others, and he found the experience both enjoyable, and relaxing. With that feeling sufficing him, he settled down and tried to relax, body and mind tired from a most eventful evening.

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Sometimes later, as he shifted slightly between the two to get a little more comfortable, just on the edge of sleep, Kyle felt Miri pulled him back against her a little more, whispering in a sleepy voice before relaxing her grip again.

"Sleep well pet, you'll need all your energy for tomorrow, when the real games begin."