Nate Anderson; a sixteen year old werewolf was snuggled next to Jean Talbot. An eighteen year old were-lioness; who will soon be attending Moon Lake College in January to peruse a law degree. The happy were couple asleep in Jean’s bed at her father’s house. After a dinner the two engaged in some winter fun that evolved into a few romps in the woods involving playful coupling to eventually reaching her bedroom for a few more wild passionate acts of love.
Jean who was enjoying the embrace Nate gave her from behind; His paws wrapped around her as she softly purred, her tail twitching as she feels content and safe with her werewolf mate. She suddenly wakes with a shrill scream yowling as a bucket of cold water splashes on her.
“That’s for keeping me and my girl up all night,” Peter comments before he runs off with a soaking wet were-lioness and werewolf after him.
Peter Talbot doesn’t get far as Jean soon catches up to him in the hall; knocking the older were-lion brother down and easily pinning him down. Peter sees close behind Jean a black furred werewolf growling as he too was disturbed from his peaceful slumber.
“What do you think we should do Nate,” Jean comments; "my brother deserves to get punished for waking us up.”
“There is your next door neighbor's pool,” Nate speaking; “we can toss him in there.”
“purrrrfect,” Jean grins as Peter gulps knowing what is about to happen.
“It was a prank Jean,” Peter pleading as he struggles to break free from his sister’s and Nate’s grip.
As they were carting Peter off to a cold bath in a pool; both Leon and Regina Talbot come out of their room in the were-lion fursonas to see what the commotion is. Seeing that Jean and Nate are partially soaked and that they have a struggling were-lion up in the air; Leon was unable to stop them as Nate and Jean headed outside. Moments later a large splash could be heard and then laughter as Nate and Jean walk back in feeling satisfied.
“What the hell is going on,” Leon looking perturbed.
“Pete woke me and Nate up with a bucket of water,” Jean answering.
“I can see that,” Leon looking at his daughter and her lover’s fur matted where the water hit them; “but what did you do.”
“Tossed him into the pool,” Jean smiling.
“We don’t have a-“ Leon pauses as he realizes that Nate and Jean tossed Peter into the neighbors pool. Leon Talbot’s next door neighbor being Andrew Curtis and the pool a fresh water variety; Leon puts a paw to his muzzle as he shakes his head seeing his were-lion son Peter walk in shivering and completely soaked. His fur wet and heavy with water.
“Oh that is delicious.”
Nate and Jean turn their heads to see Liv Robinson a were-leopard with the tradition black spots on yellowish fur walk out of Peter’s room unable to contain her mirth as she sees Peter looking sour and clearly miffed.
“Liv,” Jean looking surprised; “you and Peter hooked up last night?”
“Well I saw him as I lounging in the trees,” Liv answering; “walking by. I jumped down behind him and gave Petey here a thrill he’ll never forget.”
“Never again,” Peter grumbles as he heads to the washroom to grab a towel and tries to drive off.
“What did Peter mean never again,” Regina speaking up, as she gets breakfast going now that everyone is up.
“It could either have been the fuzzy handcuffs,” Liv grinning evilly; “the ball gag or the nonstop rutting.”
“And you were afraid we wouldn’t get any sleep dear,” Leon shaking his head as he starts up a pot of coffee.
“Are you and Peter getting serious,” Regina looking at Liv; “or was this a one night fling?”
“I can’t deny,” Liv sitting down; her tail easily able to pass through the open back chair; “Peter was great. But Nate,” Liv looking at the werewolf next to Jean; “I wouldn’t mind a round or two with your knot buried in my snatch.”
“Back off Liv,” Jean growling; “Nate is my mate.”
“Ooooh,” Liv giggling; “but you’re forgetting, I introduced you to him.”
“Which is why I’m resisting the urge to attack you for trying to steal my male,” Jean answers; “so accept it. Nate picked me over you.”
“Fine,” Liv seeing Jean was serious; “but what about me?”
“Just don’t get too weird with Peter,” Jean calming down; “perhaps he’ll take to you if you tone down the kink.”
“Alright,” Leon shaking his head; “go dry yourselves off and then help Regina with breakfast.”
As Nate and Jean headed off to grab some towels to dry off their wet fur; Peter comes out of the washroom, his fur dry but completely disheveled. The only fur of his looking neatly cared for was his orange mane male lions have. Glaring at Jean and Nate; Jean just stares back.
“Don’t blame me and Nate for keeping you up all night,” Jean chides her older brother; “you decided to bed with Liv. You knew how intense she can be.”
“But the noises I heard,” Peter grousing
“Mom and Dad can also get loud,” Jean answering; “and I heard them going at it as well. Yet I was able to sleep soundly,” Jean purrs; “it’s amazing how sharing a bed with a partner can make even a few hours’ sleep feel restful and fulfilling.”
Peter looks at his sister as she and Nate enter her bedroom with towels form the linen closet. Thinking for a few moments, he growls as Peter knew Jean was right. ‘Mom and Dad can get noisy with their rutting,’ Peter thinking; ‘dad loves to roar as load as possible when climaxing. But I know the difference between a roar and a howl sis,’ Peter silently speaking; ‘Nate was loud, as well as you.’ Knowing it’s not right to linger as his sister and boyfriend are furiously toweling off; drying their wet fur.
“You know Peter,” Jean coming out of her room; “your ice bucket prank is a declaration of war.”
“And tossing me into Mr. Curtis’s pool,” Peter grumbling; “wasn’t enough of a retaliation?”
“Trust me Peter,” Nate chiming in; “prank wars are something the younger sibling wins out on more often than not. Eric has come up with some really good ones that he laid on me in the past.”
“And I know of them,” Jean grinning wickedly; “as well as the few Nate unleashed on his younger brother.”
“Make friends with the toilet,” Nate chuckling; “you’re going to be sitting on it for a long time to come.”
“What do you mean by that,” Peter looking scared as Nate and Jean head to the kitchen.