“Well some on wants to play,” Ben feeling the paws of a kitten swatting his tail as he absently flicks it back and forth. The werewolf chuckling as he eats a large bowl of cereal for breakfast; sitting at the kitchen table as a couple kittens look on and are eager to play.
“Saffron and Jasmine like your tail Ben,” Samantha smiling; “you know they are not going to stop unless you stop swishing it.”
“I’m a werewolf mom,” Ben bemoaning; “we swish our tails all the time. Plus these two always manage to get into my room just to wake me up.”
“They want food,” Samantha bending down to pick up her kittens; “for some reason Frances and I sleep really deeply.”
“Well that’s odd,” Ben chuckling; “cats are supposed to be light sleepers. Your kittens should be waking you up. Not me.”
“Well perhaps it’s because Alex had to go home last night,” Samantha sitting in a chair; “I always find myself sleeping deeply with Frances next to me.”
“Perhaps that could be it,” Ben sighing as he finishes his breakfast; “well Alex will be back later today. He has stuff to do with his parents; so I’m going to have a lazy day today.”
“Don’t you have to be at Grrrrrrr today,” Samantha prodding Ben; “forms to fill out for your new job?”
“Oh yeah,” Ben looking glum; “and we have a pack meeting tomorrow night as well.”
“Well then you get ready for Grrrrrrr,” Samantha answering; “I’m going to see if I can drag Frances’s lazy ass out of bed.”
Ben rolls his eyes as Samantha gets up to leave the kitchen. Samantha heading upstairs with two active kittens in tow; she arrives in the master bedroom to see Frances still sleeping. After Frances’s traumatic day of finding out her mother’s cancer returned with a vengeance; Samantha was understandable that Frances was not in the mood for a little bedtime fun. Preferring to be spooned and embraced as she fell asleep; Samantha woke up first in the morning and left her life partner to sleep some more.
Now that it has been an added two hours that Frances has slept; Samantha felt her life partner has slept long enough. Knowing it would be a simple matter to wake Frances by shaking her awake; Samantha smiled and chose to go a different method in waking her were-feline partner up. Silently climbing on the bed and crawling towards Frances; Samantha burying her muzzle in between Frances’s legs, she begins to massage the sensitive cleft. Lightly nibbling at the clitoris standing guard as Samantha probes and parts Frances’s lips with her tongue.
Frances moans as she stirs from her slumber. Feeling a tickling sensation below her; Frances groggily looks forward to see Samantha giving her oral pleasure. Feeling her life partner’s tongue darting in and out; hitting all the right spots, Frances can’t help but pant as she feels her climax approaching. Pinching and twerking her nipples as she arches her back; Frances yowls in pleasure as her body explodes in orgasmic pleasure. Her sex gushing fluids as Samantha eagerly laps up every drop; Frances just pants as she enjoys the moment.
“I kind of figured you needed that,” Samantha crawling to look at Frances; licking her lips as she cleans her muzzle like a cat does after eating.
“And once I’ve come down from the orgasm you gave me,” Frances purring; “I’m going to show you my appreciation.”
“I can give you another one if you want,” Samantha purring; “you have sweet honey after all.”
“No,” Frances placing a paw on Samantha; “it’s my turn.”
*******
Martin Stovall woke up first in the hospital recovery room. After his wife Melissa gave birth to both a boy and a girl; naming the newborn babies Joshua and Dawn respectively, both parents parent’s collapsed completely exhausted. For Martin, he made do with sleeping in a chair while Melissa slept in the hospital bed. Getting up to stretch; Martin makes his way out of the recovery room and trudges to the maternity ward.
Staring at the maternity ward; Martin sips at some coffee from Café Luna, not concerned as to how he got the cup Martin continues to stare at the two babies he helped create.
“Lovely isn’t it,” a strange man silently joining Martin; “new life right before you and the overwhelming pride of being the one who helped create it.”
“I just hope I can be a better father to them,” Martin sipping his coffee; “then I was to Julie.”
“You miss her don’t you,” the strange man sighing.
“Despite her attitude an her punishment for breaking the law,” Martin shaking his head; “I still love her.”
“I know,” the strange man staring at the babies before him; “yet she brought the situation she is in all on her own. I know you said you disinherited her,” the strange man looking at Martin; “but at the moment, Julie is currently indigent. She might be able to get her high school equivalency while locked up, but she has no means to enroll in any online college courses.”
Martin purses his lips as he is silent for what seemed like an hour; looking at his coffee and now wondering how he got it, Martin finally stares at the strange man.
“This may be a dream,” Martin responding; “but that doesn’t mean I still don’t care about Julie. If I recall; you came to me months ago and told me to leave Julie to her fate for the sake of the fetus Melissa was carrying. I haven’t forgotten that,” Martin pointing out; “are you saying my way of making her realize actions have consequences is too harsh? Because every other attempt I have done to make her understand she was in the wrong has failed,” Martin looking piqued; “cutting her off financially was all that I could do to make her see that.”
“Well I didn’t expect you to go that far,” the strange man shaking his head; “but I do see your point. Julie has been quite… willful.”
“That’s putting it mildly,” Martin putting his coffee down; “and may I remind you that she refuses to seen Melissa or myself. I had to pull a shitload of strings just to get the location of the were-prison she is at,” Martin fuming; “only to be turned away because it’s her right to refuse visitors if she wants to. So no,” Martin looking at the mysterious stranger with an air of finality; “I will not go back on disinheriting Julie. She made her bed; now let her lie in it.”
“And now I see where Julie gets her stubbornness from,” The strange man responding; “just don’t make the same mistakes with Joshua and Dawn.”
Martin wakes up to see Melissa nursing two babies; seeing that he is wearing the exact same clothes he had on last night, Martin shakes his head.
“Bad dreams,” Melissa looking at her husband.
“No,” Martin getting up; “just a rather peculiar dream. I had another chat with that weird person,” Martin shivering; “it was regarding Julie again. I think he wants me to help her financially. College education wise.”
“The only way that is going to happen is if Julie does an about face in refusing to see us,” Melissa pointing out; “Now, while I’m busy giving our children there breakfast, run home and get me a fresh change of clothes please?”