Despite enjoying Lila’s eager advances and desire to be filled and fulfilled by Lance’s every ready were-panther prick; Lance knew they both had to get ready. Gently peeling himself off of Lila who was purring after their next round of rutting; Lance giving it to Lila doggy style, or in this case were-style. The male mounting the female and wrapping his paws around her abdomen, kneading her belly as he thrusted in her with wild abandoned. Lila placing her paws on the ground for support, yowling and purring as she felt multiple orgasms from Lance’s barbed cock digging into her canal and then the final explosion of pleasure as she felt him spill into her hungry womb yet again. Feeling the closeness of her mate as he guides her down to the ground; Lila was about ready to fall asleep in pure contentment
Lance looked at the mewling and happy were-tigress and thought, ‘I better get that ring soon. Or she might jump the gun and get me to put cubs in her belly for real.’
“Fun as this is,” Lance helping his girlfriend up; “but we need to get to the council building.”
“I don’t want to go,” Lila purring as Lance guides her to the washroom; “I just want you in me.”
“There will be plenty of time for that love,” Lance guiding her to the shower; “but right now you need to defur and shower.”
“Marry me,” Lila smiling; “marry me soon Lance. I don’t want to wait until the New Year.”
Lance was floored at what Lila just said. Eager to be his wife and not wanting to wait and plan the typical white wedding; He was soon shocked as Lila grabbed him and brought him into the shower and turning on the faucet. The cold water cascading on the two were’s, wetting and matting their fur as Lila once again kisses her mate and repeats her statement’; “marry me Lance. I want to be with you as husband and wife.”
“But what about the ring,” Lance looking stunned; “I haven’t even shopped for an engagement ring.”
“You can put an onion ring on my finger,” Lila purrs; “it will do for now. Just agree to marry me. We’ll worry about the little things later.”
“Oh god,” Lance sighing as he feels Lila’s tongue dancing on his member; tickling the tip as she eagerly sucks the shaft encouraging Lance to moan and shudder as he spills forth another load of his hot were-panther cream. “Promise me one thing,” Lance panting; “you at least let me do this proper come Christmas day.”
“So that’s a yes then,” Lila grinning turning the shower off; “we are now engaged.”
“Oh it’s a big yes,” Lance panting; “but take your were-birth control pill. I don’t want a cub in your belly until I hear you say ‘I do’ at the altar. And we keep our engagement from our families for the time being.”
******
Taking her pill after shortly toweling off vigorously; after both Lila and Lance having a shower while still in their fursonas. Both feeling extremely happy; each defurring and putting on some simple garments to maintain the illusion of modesty while outside. Running and chasing each other to Lance’s Prius; driving off to the council building as both spent too much time in each other’s embrace and not having enough time to stop for breakfast at the local diner. Enjoying the silence as they head to the council building, stealing glances at each other and mouthing ‘husband, wife and mate’ repeatedly.
“You think we’ll have time for some food before the session starts,” Lila feeling her stomach rumble; “surely there is a buffet already set up in the common area.”
“We’ll find out quickly,” Lance pulling into his reserved parking spot; “we just might have to subsist on each other undying love for the time being.”
“You mean my honey and your cream,” Lila grinning; “I can drink that all day, but I’d settle for a breakfast burrito or two right now.”
Lance grins as he and Lila get out of the car and head to the building entrance. Entering and quickly going through the process of undressing and embracing their fursonas once again. For Lance, it was a black furred were-panther and for Lila, a typical orange and black stripped were-tigress. Pressing into each other and staring into the other’s longing feline eyes; they were soon interrupted by a cough; turning their heads to see Tachibana waiting for them both.
Tachibana stares at the two and then quickly understands why both were tardy. Smiling as she can still smell their love all over them; Tachibana knew that the two had a wonderful and momentous morning.
“I forgive your tardiness,” Tachibana smiling; “It’s clear you two could not keep your paws off each other.”
“Is the council waiting on me,” Lance looking embarrassed.
“Both of us actually,” Tachibana sighing; “I just got here after dealing with Sheriff Cooper.”
“Oh Lance nodding as Lila quickly heads off to the buffet tables to grab some breakfast; “Douglas must still be upset of his cousin’s death.”
“That,” Tachibana answering; “plus he was shocked. No, floored to find out his cousin has a son; a five year old boy. And the Luna Brotherhood on the advice of me has agreed to ship the kid and her babysitter here to Moon Lake.”
“How generous of them,” Lance sounding cold; “is this due to the fact that the Seattle chapter gave the entire organization a black eye, with the cold blooded murder of Alyssa?”
“No,” Tachibana answering; “it was them finding out after breaking into Alyssa’s home to ‘clean’ that they found out a were-tigress was acting as caregiver to the child.” Looking at Lance, “what the Seattle chapter did was unthinkable, and has put the Luna Brotherhood in a difficult position; but not all chapters are as cold and ruthless as the one that helped protect us. The Burbank chapter chose to be diplomatic and benevolent; hopefully their generous act at trying to make amends on behalf of the entire organization will look favorably on the other were-communities dotting the world.”
“I guess then it’s on to dealing with Julie Stovall,” Lance looking at the buffet table and clearly starving.
“The council can wait for a few more minutes while you grab a bite to eat,” Tachibana chuckles; “but try and keep your early morning coupling to a minimum next time.”