~Six Years Later~

	Joseph the 25 year old Snow Leopard sat silent on the couch of his home’s living room, thinking about the past.  A week after Tiana and Loric’s deaths, all their possessions- which had been willed out to Tiana’s sister and her husband- had been put up on auction.  He’d bought the house and most of the furniture, making a point to buy the couch upon which he and Gena had had sex for the first time.  It was on this couch that he now sat, staring down at his clasped hands.

	Though he’d tried several times to get into contact with Gena, he’d been unable to find her.  Despite all his money, he just couldn’t find her, so after two years, he’d given up and decided that he’d stay here and try to move on.  It wasn’t easy.  Even after all this time, he still missed his little bad wolf.

	He could still vividly remember their first time, how he’d been sitting on this very couch late one night, watching some Avian porn on TV, stroking his cock.  He smiled at that, remembering his naivety back then and thinking that he wouldn’t get caught if he just did it once.  Of course he did, though it was by Gena and had led to the happiest time of his life.  She’d come waltzing right up to him, naked as the day she’d been born and so very wet, talking down to him before dropping to her knees and giving him a blowjob he’d never forget.  They’d then had sex pretty much the whole week after that before her parents had arrived.

	He chuckled a little, remembering how her parents had been surprised that the house was so completely spotless.  If he hadn’t been in their good favor before that, he certainly would have after that.  He winced a little and rubbed his chest then, feeling a stab in his heart as he remembered Tiana and Loric.  They’d been great people and he’d have loved for them to be his in-laws.  The pain grew stronger and he clutched his hands together, leaning over and resting his head against them.

	There was so much he regretted, so much he’d wished could have gone differently.  He wished he’d never met Misha and her daughter Athaisce.  Sure, he’d had fun with the two Bobcats, and a part of him missed them both, but if he’d never met them, he’d have never had given Gena less than all of his heart.  He wished he had asked more about Gena’s aunt and uncle, so it would have been easy to find them after they took her away.  And most of all, he wished her parents wouldn’t have died.  He wished it not just for himself but for the poor little black wolf that had looked up at him with those terrified, tear filled eyes after learning that she’d never see her parents alive again.

	Tears welled up inside him, stole his breath, as he pictured her face the last time he’d seen her, those empty eyes and that blank face.  It was like she’d died inside.  If only there had been more he could have done.  If only he could have been there for her better, but he’d been so young, and it had happened so fast, that he’d been so lost and clueless.

	Lately every day had become like this, he would sit here and think about Gena and just fall to pieces.  It didn’t happen a lot at first, cause he was too busy trying to find her, but now, he just couldn’t stop.  He’d stopped cleaning the house, there was dust on some things thicker than an inch and the floor desperately needed a good vacuuming.  The windows were dirty and the lawn hadn’t been mown in ages.  The only place he kept remotely clean was the kitchen, out of force of habit rather than intention.

	Joseph himself was quite the mess.  He hadn’t cut his hair in over two years, so it now extended down to his mid-back, a mess of tangles and knots, his eyes sunken in from tears and lack of sleep.  He’d lost some weight and looked awful; the only thing that kept him going now was the small hope that he’d see her again one day.  It was that small hope that made him put food into himself, even if only once a day, and it was that small hope that kept him from doing something irreparable.

	The tears had only just stopped when he heard a knock at the door which made him stand.  It was probably the pizza man again, since he’d called them before he’d sat down.  He sighed as he made his way over to the front door, wiping his eyes quickly as he did so he looked just a little bit presentable this time.  Last time he’d gotten delivery he’d had a really awkward conversation with a Chinese food delivery woman who just would not let him be until he gave her some excuse as to why he looked like hell on legs.  She’d been nice true, but he just wasn’t looking for someone to baby him.

	When he opened the door, the person that stood there was not the delivery man, but rather a young woman who wore a tight purple and black striped long sleeved top which showed off her perky B-cup breasts and a pair of tight black jeans with a silver chain belt.  He raised a brow at the sight of her, taking in the two silver piercings in her right fluffy ear and the purple streaks through her short, punk styled black hair- the way she had her head bowed obscuring her eyes with her bangs.  “I’m sorry. I don’t want any girl scout cookies,” he said flatly and was just taking a step back to close the door when she spoke up.

	“Oh? But my cookie wants you, Baka,” she said softly.  Joseph’s other brow rose at that and when she raised her head, her blue eyes meeting his silver ones, he felt his heart start to race in his chest.  His ears started to ring and everything but her blurred in his sight.  She gave him this wolfish grin, the silver ring through her lower lip towards the corner of her mouth glinted in the afternoon light.  She’d grown quite a bit, only a half foot shorter than his 6’1” frame, and had boobs now.  Her hair was shorter and dyed but her color preferences clearly hadn’t changed.

	He could not help but recognize her.

	“Gena?” he whispered in disbelief, reaching out to clutch at the door frame with one hand to keep himself steady.

	She nodded and grinned even more, “Yup. Right on the first guess. Damn.  I thought it would have taken you a little longer than that. I was totally ready to flash you to jog your memory and everything.”  She truly seemed a little disappointed which made Joseph give a little laugh of disbelief before she rocked a little where she stood, made a little pop sound with her mouth, and gestured with a nod of her head towards the hallway behind him.  “Can I come in now or are you going to make me stand out here all day?” she asked, waggling her brows at him until he blinked and quickly moved out of the way.

	She waltzed her way right into the house and wrinkled her nose.  “It stinks in here,” she said and as she looked around, commenting on how messy it was, Joseph could not help but feel absolutely embarrassed.  He was getting scolded by a sixteen year old for being messy.  What had the world come to?

	“I’m sorr-“ he started but she interrupted him by spinning around, a glimmer of anger in her eyes.

	“Grab a rag and a vacuum.  We’re going to clean. Right fucking now,” she said, fists on her hips.  All Joseph could do was nod…

	The sun had long gone down by the time they finished cleaning the house and she’d sent him off to take a shower.  Still in near total shock, he stood in the shower, hot water pouring down on him for the first time that week.  She hadn’t spoken to him at all beyond telling him what to clean next or to ask where the cleaning supplies were.  They’d vacuumed every floor, swept and moped the kitchen, cleaned the windows, changed the sheets on every bed, and just before it had gotten dark she’d sent him out to mow the lawn.  He was surprised the old lawn mower he had even still worked, let alone had gas it in.

	The house was in a cleaner state then it had been in so long now and as he scrubbed his hair and body, he felt the depression that had weighed him down for so many years gradually lift.  It was starting to sink in that she was finally back, but with that realization came the questions.  By the time he got out and dried himself off, he was nearly insane with all the questions swirling in his head.  He quickly brushed his hair and tied it back at the base of his skull before quickly pulling on a pair of pants and a t-shirt.  He jogged downstairs and nearly tripped over his own feet by what he saw there in his living room.

	There in the near darkness, illuminated only by some Avian porn on the television, was Gena, one hand stuffed down her unfastened pants.  He could see a hint of delicate purple panties before he raised his gaze and saw she’d pulled up her top and bra, roughly squeezing her left breast as she stared fixatedly at the TV.  At least he thought it was fixatedly, but that was proved false when she turned her gaze to him and grinned, pulling her hand out of her jeans and slowly licking her own juices from her fingers.  “Oh no~” she said with that wolfish grin, “It looks like you caught me playing with myself.”  She giggled, fucking giggled, then when he started moving closer, fully intent to strip her naked and get a taste of her himself, she wagged her finger at him.  “Nu-uh-uh!  I know that look.  You’re not going to ravage me- not yet at least.  We have lots to talk about.”

	With a totally incredulous look on his face, Joseph watched as she oh so calmly zipped up and fastened her jeans before fastening her belt and fixing her bra and top.  She turned on the lamp by the couch and turned off the TV while patting the couch beside her.  “You’re…” he started but she patted the couch again, giving him a stern ‘get the fuck over here’ look.  “God damn it! …Fine,” he grumbled and went over, taking a seat beside her.

	As it turns out, she’d inherited a whole lot of money from her parents but it had been put into a trust fund until she’d turned sixteen several months ago.  She explained that she had wanted to finish that year of school before really doing anything else and that once the summer hit, a week ago, it had been really easy to learn that he had bought her parents house and lived there now.  “So I used some of the money to legally declare myself an adult then I packed up my stuff, put it in a moving truck then flew out here,” she told him, leaving him mouth agape.

	“But… you just assumed I’d be alone and that it would be fine to move in with me?” he asked and she giggled before slapping his knee and joking that he’d never find anyone as good as her before she sobered and admitted that she’d learned that he was alone when she found out he lived in her old house.  “Well that makes sense… I… I tried to find you, Gena.  I looked, I really did,” he said softly, looking away.

	“I believe you, Joseph.  We moved around a lot though.  My uncle didn’t have a job at the time they took me in, but enlisted in the army that very week.  He went off to basic and once he got through it and was assigned to a base in Alaska, we moved out there.  We were only there for a few months before he got reassigned to a base in Texas and we moved out there,” she said with a sigh, “We moved about four times before finally settling down in North Dakota a year ago.”

	That pretty much answered the important questions but when he opened his mouth to ask how she’d been, if she’d missed him, if she’d had trouble fitting in and so many other random things, she closed the distance between them and hugged him, resting her head on his shoulder.  He blinked and looked down at her for a half second before wrapping his arms around her.  Though she was taller now and had bigger boobs, it still felt so right to hold her in his arms.  He nuzzled and kissed the top of her head, feeling the last of his depression vanish just like that.

	“I missed you so much,” she whispered, trembling in his arms, and he just couldn’t help the warm smile that brightened his features as he hugged her tighter.

	“I missed you too, Gena,” he whispered back and she raised her head, pressing her lips to his.  Their first kiss in years was just like you’d expect it to be.  It started off innocent but quickly grew in heat and intensity until she was straddling his lap, grinding against his hard cock through their pants while their tongues wrestled in a passionate dance.  She had buried her hands in his hair, clutching at it and pulling a little when she suddenly arched her back and cried out against his lips, obviously climaxing just from the dry humping.  They broke the kiss then and gazed at each other, panting, Joseph spoke up, “I shoulda done that the second I saw you.”

	Gena laughed breathlessly and wrinkled her nose at him, grinning, “You stank to high heaven and looked like a hobo.  I’d have kicked you in the junk.”

	He laughed right back and gave her fine rump a hard slap, making her shudder and lightly pull at his hair more as she arched her back again.  “It woulda been worth it and you know it,” he told her, causing them to both laugh when she agreed.  Hands on her ass, he kissed her again, briefly before saying, “You got taller, and you have boobs now.”  She laughed and took her hands from his hair to slap his chest before clutching at his shirt.

	“What did you expect? It’s been six years,” she told him, smiling.  “Speaking of boobs, the look on your face when you walked in here…”  She giggled and rested her forehead against his.  “You were like ‘oh my god titties’!”

	He grinned then and shifted his head, licking her nose.  “Are we going to joke about your tits or are you going to let me put my big hard cock into your pussy?” he purred and she blinked a few times, looking surprised then she laughed and got up, pulling her top off while he watched before turning around, removing her bra.  She then started wagging her hips side to side as she unfastened her pants and slowly slid them down.  The sight of her lacy purple panties made Joseph bite his lip before leaning in and dragging his rough tongue across one ass cheek were panty ended and rump began.

	She shivered and playfully swatted at his fluffy ears, making him laugh as he sat back and let her finish removing her pants before she turned back around.  She slid one hand between her legs and rubbed her pussy through her panties while her other hand cupped her right breast, squeezing it.  “Want me, Baby?” she cooed, her tongue playing with her lip ring as she gazed down at him.

	“Always,” he purred back before he grabbed her and pulled her down onto his lap, onto which she went willingly.  They kissed again as they both fumbled with his pants, finally freeing his feline cock.  She took it in hand and stroked it, both of them moaning as she did.  To be fair, he slid his own hand between her legs, pulling her panties aside before running two fingers along her wet slit, making her rock her hips against his hand just before he slide them inside her.  She broke the kiss and gasped, letting out a moan that dripped with pleasure and nearly made him cum right there.

	“Oh god~ Put it in me!” she growled and he nodded a few times before taking his hand away so she could line them up but before she could drop her hips, he moved them, taking her by surprise as he laid her down on her back on the couch.  “Wha-aaahhhh~“ she didn’t even get to finish her question before he thrust into her, making her words dissolve into a moan of delight.

	Her legs wrapped around his hips and pulled him against her as he rocked back and forth, sinking deeper and deeper into her with every thrust until finally his hips pressed tight against hers.  “T-too long! It’s been too long!” she gasped and arched her back, climaxing just from the feel of him so big and hard and deep inside her.  While her inner muscles spasmed around his cock, he started to thrust in and out, pulling a little further back with each thrust until he was pumping fully in and nearly all the way out of her.  He took her fast and hard while her nails tore through the back of his shirt and broke the skin of his back but he didn’t care about the shirt or the pain.  He was too lost in the bad wolf beneath him.  His bad wolf.

	Her perky breasts jiggled with every hard thrust into her and when he wasn’t watching the total bliss on her face, he watched her hard pink nipples sway erotically.  It had been too long for him too.  He hadn’t done much but masturbate every now and then so when she climaxed again and cried out his name, he lost it.  He came hard, giving a little yowl before kissing her with a hungry passion while his cock throbbed inside her, painting her insides white with his seed.

	As their bodies slowly calmed down, so did their kiss until it was simply a soft, tender caressing of lips and when it finally ended, Joseph whispered to her the words he hadn’t been able to say way back then, “I love you, Gena.  I don’t ever want to lose you again.”

	Tears gathered and spilled from her eyes as she smiled back up at him, “I love you too, Joseph.  And nothing- absolutely nothing- will ever keep us apart again.”  They kissed again while cuddling in each other’s embrace.

	~Two Years Later~

	“I do,” she said back to him and clutched his hands tighter as they stood there in front of all their friends and family.  She was a couple months pregnant and only just showing.  To Joseph, who stood in front of her, dressed in his best tuxedo and holding her hands so gently.  She looked absolutely beautiful in her wedding gown.

	“You may now kiss the bride,” the priest told him and he nodded before pulling her close and kissing her with all the love in his heart as the room erupted into applause.  The kiss was brief and they met each other’s gaze for a moment before making their way out of the church, hand in hand.  People threw rice and cheered as they walked to the waiting limo, to which the driver opened the door for them.

	Joseph let Gena get in first before he climbed in with her, door closing after him.  In the quiet of the car, he gently took her left hand and raised it to his lips, pressing a kiss to the titanium wedding band around her ring finger.