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The object of his musings had departed from the steps of his martial arts school only five minutes previously. He’d walked down the street and met the pretty girl he was obviously quite enamored with at the door of the coffee shop. Slo Li had observed this from his window many times. [i]“So the tested student throws the test right back in his master’s face, for now I am tested indeed.” [/i]He blinked, slowly. He’d watched from this very office’s window as a rare summer thunderstorm had swept over the city two days previously. Eon had simply pulled an umbrella and wet weather gear out of his backpack and continued to sit there.\n\nThe old sloth blinked again. It had been that moment, he thought, that he had started considering Eon as a student. [i]“So then, Mr Volker, your ‘unlikely event’ has indeed occurred. How, then, do I teach you what you have clearly demonstrated the right to try and learn?”[/i]\n\n----------------------------\n\nThe following morning when Eon returned, expecting to continue his vigil on the steps of the school, he stopped for a moment in surprise. Right next to his usual spot on the steps Master Li was sitting. He was opening his mouth to greet the old sloth, but then snapped his muzzle shut. [i]“No.”[/i] he thought, [i]“This is another test.”[/i]\n\nInstead of speaking, he simply sat in his usual spot as he had done every morning and once again did his best to stay still, to make no unnecessary movement. He still couldn’t control his tail or the instinctive movements of his ears tracking the sounds of a city waking up but he’d got a lot better at relaxing his other muscles, he thought.\n\nIn silence the two sat for almost an hour as the sky brightened and the first signs of sunlight started washing over the city.\n\n“The city is almost peaceful at this hour, is it not Mr Volker?” Master Li did not miss the ripple of tension through the young man’s body as he broke their silence, Eon’s feline ears snapping around to focus on his voice.\n\n“Yes, Master Li.”\n\n“Tell me why you did not speak when you found me sitting here.”\n\n“I thought you were testing me. I didn’t think it was time to say anything.”\n\n“You thought, or you knew?”\n\n“I knew, I guess, but...” His voice trailed off as the sloth raised one claw.\n\n“But now my question has made you doubt your earlier knowledge. Correct?”\n\n“Yes.”\n\n“Do not do that. It is said that one of the hardest things is to know what you don’t know. Harder still, I think, is to know when you do know and be right, not simply overconfident.”\n\n“I think I understand, Sir.”\n\n“Understand? You do better than I, then, for to understand something, to know it not just as a thing but to see clearly to the very root of its existence, is a lot harder than merely knowing it.”\n\n“Well, when you put it like that…”\n\n“No, you were correct in what you said. You thought you understood. What unlikely event are you sitting here waiting for?”\n\n“For you to see that I am capable of patience and stillness, Sir. To accept me as a student.”\n\n“And has it occurred?”\n\n“I didn’t think so before this morning, Sir. Now, I’m not sure.”\n\n“Beware of uncertainty, Mr Volker. It can cause you to miss the moment in which you must act. Give me a certain answer.”\n\nEon hesitated for a moment. He truly wasn’t sure, but he was certain that his chances of studying under Master Li rested on his response. This was the moment in which he must act, the moment Master Li had referred to. Before opening his muzzle he rearranged his words in his head, choosing to address Master Li as one of his students.\n\n“Yes, Sifu. It has occurred.”\n\n“You are correct.”\n\nSilence fell once more. Eon’s first impulse was to leap up and punch the air but he stopped himself, still trying to keep still but his tail still lashed the air behind him. The silence persisted for about three minutes until the old sloth broke it.\n\n“Mr Volker you present me with a challenge. I cannot teach you in my regular classes. Everyone’s path along the Way follows a different route but yours will frequently stray further from the straight road than any other fur I have ever guided along it. How long is it until your classes resume?”\n\n“Another month, Sifu.”\n\n“So. For that month, you will spend the hours of each day that you would have spent on the doorstep of my school within its doors. You will accompany me through the day observing every class I teach, you will follow every aspect of my life for those hours. From time to time I will set you exercises to perform. This will begin tomorrow.”\n\n“And today, Sifu?”\n\n“Today you will see to it that you are properly equipped with a uniform, you will do whatever is necessary to celebrate or let your exuberance run its course. I require that you let it all out of your system today so that you come to me tomorrow as calm and relaxed as you came to sit on the steps this morning. I normally unlock the doors of the school at eight in the morning and I expect to find you waiting.”\n\n“Yes, Sifu.”\n\n“Before you set about your tasks for today, may I offer you breakfast?”\n\n“I would be honored, Sifu.”\n\nThe old sloth rose and gestured for Eon to follow him inside, then led him to the door to the private elevator.\n\n“My cooking is simple but I do take pride in its quality. Tell me, Mr Volker, do you cook?”\n\n“Yes, Sifu. I started cooking with my mother when I was five.”\n\n“Describe your favorite dish.”\n\n“My favorite? I’m not sure I have one, Sifu. I do love cooking traditional African food though.”\n\n“What would be a traditional African breakfast?”\n\n“That depends where you are in Africa, Sifu. In the North it’s much like middle Eastern or Mediterranean food, In the South it’s been colonized by Europeans for so long that their breakfasts would look familiar to an American. But for the folks still living their traditional lifestyle different breads are the usual thing. Often fried and dipped into something to add different flavors. Lots of starch to set you up for the day. Eggs too, of course.”\n\n“Then our respective traditions have something in common. This morning I am preparing congee with eggs. The starch comes from rice instead of bread but the principles are the same.”\n\n--------------------------------\n\nBrianne stretched as she got off the bus, and started walking towards the coffee shop to begin her shift. As she walked in the door, Gavin, a fox she’d always found a little obnoxious but thankfully she hadn’t been scheduled on the same shift with him yet, waved to her from behind the bar.\n\n“Hey, Brianne. Your cat’s missing this morning.”\n\n“My cat? Eon? You know, Gavin, you really shouldn’t jump to conclusions.”\n\n“But am I wrong? He is your boyfriend, right?”\n\n“We’ve done nothing more than kiss, alright?”\n\n“But you spend almost every evening together, don’t you?”\n\n“Well, yeah. He’s fun to be with. What do you mean he’s missing?”\n\n“Look for yourself. He’s not sitting on the steps any more. Looks like he’s given up on convincing Master Li to teach him.”\n\n“That’s weird, last night he was planning to be here.”\n\n“Well, he ain't there now.”\n\nAs she got changed in the back room, Brianne pulled her phone out of her purse and scrolled through her contacts list to find Eon. She hit the “call” button and waited.\n\n[i]“Brianne? What’s up?”[/i]\n\n“Eon, Gavin is giving me shit about you not being here today. I should ask [i]you [/i]what’s up.”\n\n[i]“Nothing bad. I’m the other side of downtown at a martial arts store buying a Kung Fu uniform. He accepted me. I start tomorrow.”[/i]\n\n“That’s great, Eon!”\n\n“Celebrate with me tonight? I’ll pick you up after your shift.”\n\n“It’s a date, Eon.”\n\n“It’ll be better than the earlier ones, I promise.”\n\n“I dunno, we’ve had a lot of fun on the others…”\n\n[i]“How does the Skyline Club sound?”[/i]\n\n“Eon! You know I can’t afford their prices!”\n[i]\n“My treat. Diamond mine, remember? Besides, Jackie Soll is DJing there tonight.”[/i]\n\n“Ok, but you’ve got to take me by home first so I can get changed.”\n\n[i]“Deal. You’re closing tonight?”[/i]\n\n“Yes.”\n\n[i]“I’ll be there. See you.”[/i]\n\n“Later, Eon.”\n\nAs she walked out to the front of the shop, she smirked at Gavin.\n\n“He didn’t give up. Master Li accepted him. [i]And [/i]he’s taking me to the Skyline tonight to celebrate.”\n\n“If you come in tomorrow and tell me he didn’t jump your bones tonight I’ll call you a liar.”\n\n“And I’ll call you an asshole, Gavin. OK, I got this. Get your ass off-shift.”\n\n“See ya, Brianne.”\n\n-------------------------------------\n\nEon sat in the mall food court munching on a burger and scrolled through his phone’s contacts. He found the one he was looking for and dialed. \n\n[i]“Hello?”[/i]\n\n“Tony, it’s Eon. You’re still working the door at the Skyline, right?”\n\n[i]“Yeah. It’s a shitty job but it pays the rent.”[/i]\n\n“I’m bringing a girl there tonight.”\n\n[i]“So you want me to add you to the VIP list and get you right in, right? You know I can’t do that.”[/i]\n\n“Tell your boss that the person you want to add is the heir of the Volker diamond mine in South Africa.”\n[i]\n“You’re shitting me. You know he’ll Google you and find out it’s bullshit. Then he’ll fire my ass”[/i]\n\n“No bullshit, buddy. I’m Gregor Volker’s grandson.”\n[i]\n“Well, shit. You kept that quiet. I could probably get you on the list with that.”[/i]\n\n“Yeah, well, keep it to yourself. At the U I’m just another student, yanno?”\n\n[i]“You know folks have been talking anyway, they look at your car and wonder if your ‘summer job’ is dealing drugs or something.”[/i]\n\n“Nah, but let’s not go there ok? It’s only money.”\n\n[i]“Try saying that when you ain't got enough of it.”[/i]\n\n“You hurting, buddy? I can sub you some if you want.”\n\n[i]“Nah, I’m doing ok. I just can’t believe you are that guy…”[/i]\n\n“And I’d like everyone else to keep it that way. I only told you to give your boss a decent excuse.”\n\n[i]“This is all about that ‘Brianne’ girl you’ve been telling me about, isn’t it?”[/i]\n\n“Yeah. You’ll meet her tonight. I think I love her, Tony.”\n\n[i]“Go for it, buddy. If you feel that way about her.”[/i]\n\n“I think I do. I just want tonight to be special.”\n\n------------------------------------\n\nTony Gervais clipped his phone back to his belt, flipped his suit jacket over it and went looking for his manager.\n\n“Tony! What’s up?”\n\n“Mike, I’ve got a potential addition to the VIP list for tonight.”\n\n“For the Soll concert? You know we’re pretty much booked out, right?”\n\n“Yeah, but there’s this guy. He’s Gregor Volker’s grandson.”\n\n“And who the fuck is Gregor Volker?”\n\n“Founded the Volker diamond mine in South Africa. He passed a few years ago. The guest tonight would be his heir and grandson Eon, wants to show a special girl a good time.”\n\n“Fuck. I’ve one VIP booth left. We always keep one in reserve, you know that.”\n\n“Yeah, but I know this guy. He’s good and I wouldn’t want to disappoint him. Even if we have to just add him to the list without a booth or a table allocation.”\n\n“No. Give him the booth. Number 11.”\n\n“Appreciate it, Mike.”\n\n“Hell, Tony. It’s a potential new regular customer for us and potentially quite the high-roller. You did exactly the right thing by doing him this favor. I’m the one should be expressing appreciation. And I will in your next pay check, ok?”\n\n“Aww, fuck Mike….” The bovine man shrugged. “I only found out who he was this morning. He’s just been a guy I shared a few classes with, you know?”\n\n“So what? You did a good thing for the business by helping your friend out. Do a good thing for the business and the business does a good thing for you.”\n\n------------------------------------\n\nBrianne finished drying her hair and stared into her bathroom mirror. She was wearing nothing but her black panties and bra and trying to decide what she’d pull out of the closet for tonight. She wasn’t like Donna or Debbie or any of those girls she’d gone to highschool with, the ones that were good looking and knew it, that had their pick of all the hottest guys. Her first real “date” had been in college and it had been a disaster. The stag that she’d gone out with had kinda assumed because a doe went out with him that she’d go all the way that night. She’d ended up throwing him out of her apartment on his ass, then retreating to her bedroom and crying herself to sleep. Eon was different. He’d never made any kind of move on her, only been there as her friend. Potentially more, sure, but he wasn’t pushing it. Tonight felt different and it felt good. \n\n[i]“Yeah,”[/i] she thought. [i]“It’s an LBD night.” [/i]\n\nThe short black cocktail dress she pulled out of her closet wasn’t something she wore often. Pulling it on, she sat at her dressing table, contemplating the makeup and assorted stuff scattered over it. She settled for pulling her hair back into a ponytail and then gazed into the mirror. A little enhancement on the eyes, emphasizing her lashes and making them look a little wider. Nothing else. She was ready.\n\n---------------------------\n\n“I feel underdressed”\n\nEon was almost embarrassed when he saw Brianne walk out of her room. He felt “scruffy” next to the doe in the simple black dress.\n\n“My God, Brianne. You’re beautiful!”\n\n“Took you this long to notice that?” She almost instinctively challenged him, even as his compliment brought a light blush to her cheeks. She was rewarded by a much more intense blush from the guy standing in her sitting room.\n\n“Well, no, but… You really do look good tonight.“\n\n“Eon Volker, I believe we have somewhere to be… “\n\n-----------------------------\n\nTony affected not to know Eon as a fellow college-student as he walked to the head of the line outside the Skyline. \n\n“Volker. And my guest, Miss Brianne.”\n\n“Yes, Sir. Please step inside, the concierge is waiting for you.”\n\nEon and Brianne were shown to a sumptuous private booth, near the back of the club but still on the main floor. Ten steps from its entrance would put you on the dance floor or at the bar.\n\n“Damn Eon… You got us on the VIP list? I thought we’d be waiting in line like everyone else!”\n\n“Played on grandpa’s name. I didn’t want us standing outside for hours. The doorman is in the same Engineering classes as I am.”\n\n“Mr Volker? The management extends its compliments and would like to welcome you to the skyline with this…” The trimly dressed rabbit woman who’d spoken placed a tray with an ice bucket and two champagne glasses on the table, before busying herself uncorking the bottle. She did it right, no ostentatious “pop” and no flying cork. She quietly poured two glasses and placed the bottle in the bucket, before vanishing back into the crowd.\n\n“Damn, I guess he did play on grandpa’s name a bit. Hope you like champagne, Brianne.”\n\n“Never had it. Eon, I come from a town that doesn’t even have one stoplight, out in the middle of North Dakota. We’ve one grocery store, two gas stations, a bar and one little diner. The nearest liquor store is in the next town over, half an hours drive away. God alone knows where the nearest post office is and folks don’t care so long as they get their mail.”\n\n“Well try it, then. We’re celebrating after all.”\n\nBrianne giggled. “The bubbles tickle my nose.”\n\n“Yep, they do. But don’t drink it if you don’t like it.”\n\n“I do.”\n\nTheir first ten minutes in the club were spent laughing over the champagne and making small talk. The DJ was just getting into her main set of the night and was definitely on a roll.\n\n“Dance with me, Eon?”\n\n“I’m a pretty shit dancer, Brianne, but I’d love to.”\n\n“Come on!”\n\n------------------------------------\n\nTwo fast tracks later the DJ segued into a slower one. Brianne just snuggled herself against Eon and swayed to the music. \n\nEon found Brianne’s presence profoundly distracting, to say the least. He could feel the warmth of her body through the thin fabrics of her dress and his shirt. Tentatively he wrapped his arms around her, careful to still be the gentleman and not let his paws slip too low. Brianne reacted with a barely audible soft sigh and somehow found it possible to snuggle closer still, laying her head on his shoulder. The outside observer would have seen Eon slightly turn his head and gently kiss Brianne as they danced. What could not be seen, however - unless perhaps if the observer had been Master Li, was Eon’s mental turmoil. He was frantically visualising the most disgusting and off-putting things he could think of. Uppermost in his mind were not his feelings for Brianne or even how wonderful she felt in his arms. There was only a fierce determination. [i]“I am not going to ruin this by popping wood right out here on the dance floor!”[/i]\n\nUltimately, Eon kept his body under control by imagining his own embarrassment if he’d failed and she’d noticed. As the song drew to a close, Eon gently steered Brianne back to their booth and caught the eye of the young rabbit who had brought the champagne earlier.\n\n“How late is the kitchen open tonight?”\n\n“Until half an hour before the club closes, Sir. Would you like me to bring you a couple of menus?”\n\n“That would be great, thank you.” As the rabbit hustled away, Eon returned his attention to the woman sat across from him. With a wordless agreement two paws met in the middle of the table, fingers gently curling around each other. Eon took a deep breath.\n\n“Brianne, I….”\n\nShe cut him off with a smile. “Don’t say it now, Eon. Let’s [i]both [/i]save it for later when we don’t have a table between us and you can kiss me afterwards.” She blushed but didn’t take her eyes from his.\n\nEon was momentarily confused. Then the implications of her words sunk in. Somehow she’d guessed he’d been about to say he loved her, and she’d at least implied strongly that she felt exactly the same way about him. Now his blush matched hers.\n\n“OK, but not too much later, because just so you know…” His voice trailed off as she nodded.\n\n“Eon, I think we’ve both known for a while. We’ve just been cautious about saying it.”\n\nDiscreetly, a pair of menus had appeared on the table without disturbing them. Reluctantly, the young couple took their eyes off each other to look them over. \n\n“Wow, Eon, this all looks so good I don’t know where to start deciding.”\n\n“If I remember right, the chef here has a few Michelin stars under his belt so it’s probably all good. Just pick whatever catches your fancy. I know that’s what I’m going to do.”\n\nOnce ordered, the food arrived very quickly but disappeared much more slowly. This was not only because it was absolutely delicious and not to be hurried, but also because of the frequent distractions during which no food was eaten at all, usually involving paws reaching out to each other across the table, eyes locking onto each other and nothing in the way of conversation. Well, nothing verbal anyway.\n\nEventually, however, the food was gone. There was plenty of the night and plenty of music left as far as the rest of the club was concerned but Eon and Brianne had had enough. In the back of Eon’s mind was his appointment with Master Li the following morning but mostly he wanted to be with Brianne, away from everyone else. For her part Brianne wanted exactly the same thing but was fighting a rising tide of nervousness. So many questions kept rising unbidden in her mind, the vast majority of which were disconcerting and began with [i]“What if…”[/i] \n\nEon didn’t need any of Master Li’s training to spot the higher tension in Brianne as he drove towards their apartments. This made him change his mind. He’d originally intended to do as they almost always did, stop at his apartment, where he’d invite Brianne in.[i] “No.”[/i] he thought. [i]“Her place, her territory, her terms. Leave it to her whether she invites me up or not. It’s not like we’ve never done that before, after all.”\n[/i]\nAs she fumbled with her keys, Brianne reflected that the butterflies in her stomach were likely each the size of an albatross. All of the worrying ‘what ifs’ were getting almost deafening inside her head but she forced them down. Turning to look at the guy who hadn’t let go of her paw since they climbed out of his car, she smiled, the look in his eyes doing a lot to calm her nerves.\n\n“Do you want to come up for a bit, Eon?” He smiled and answered her with a single word, not wanting to prolong the “doorstep moment” long enough for her nervousness to rise again.\n\n“Yes.”\n\n-------------------------\n\nEon was pretty certain that his decision in the car had been the right one. The tension he’d seen building in Brianne since they left the Skyline Club visibly relaxed somewhat once she was in her own space. He had his own set of internal voices to distract him, a few of them were asking “what if” questions too, but mostly they were a chorus of [i]“Don’t screw this up! Don’t ruin everything with her by messing up now! You don’t want to lose her now”[/i]\n\nBrianne looked up at the clock on the wall as the door closed behind them. \n\n“It’s a little late for coffee. Shall I make some tea? I’ve got green and herbal.”[i] “And the herbal will calm me down some more”[/i] was filled in by her mind after she stopped speaking.\n\n“Herbal would be great, thanks. Need a paw?”\n\n“No, I’ve got this.” [i]“Yeah, right, Girl. You’re putting off what you decided to do way back on that dance floor. Nice of him to bring you back here instead of stopping at his place like we usually do, though.”[/i]\n\nAs she busied herself boiling water and making two cups of herbal tea, Brianne found herself relaxing more. Finally with a last mental [i]“Oh, shut up!”[/i] at the part of her mind that was still quietly second-guessing her, she carried both cups into her small sitting room where Eon was already relaxing on the single couch.\n\nThey’d shared that couch countless times before, often snuggled up holding each other and frequently sharing kisses, but nothing that could truly be considered “making out” because by mutual consent they’d been careful where their paws landed on each other. Both had been sorely tempted on more than one occasion, but their respect for each other had held them back. Putting the cups on the low table, Brianne sat down and leaned on Eon as she had done so many times before. This time, though, she let her shoulder slide off his. She twisted her body so she ended up slowly laying back in his lap, her shoulders perched on his right leg as her head rested on his left, looking up at him.\n\nIt would be untrue to say that Eon was caught by surprise. She’d moved slowly, as if giving him every opportunity to stop her. He had no intention of doing so, instead he shifted slightly to make sure she’d be comfortable and rested his right arm over her, the paw lightly clasping her waist. His other paw reached up to brush a stray strand of hair off her face. \n\nAt the touch of his paw on her face, Brianne shivered. When he leaned down to kiss her the intensity of her reactions caught her by surprise. Her paw went up to rest on the back of his neck and deepen the kiss and her body arched. When their tongues met she couldn’t help but let out a muffled little moan that barely escaped their locked-together muzzles. Another fleeting flash of doubt crossed her mind as she reached down her left paw to catch the one that held her waist, only for it to be driven out by a wash of sensation as she lifted it to her breast. She left her own paw atop it, pressing slightly as if to try and tell him [i]“Yes, I really do want this.”[/i] and she felt little pinpoints of sensation as the pressure on his paw forced his claws to express slightly, their tips not even penetrating the cloth of her dress but she could still feel them there. \n\nWhen the kiss finally broke, they remained close, their muzzles inches apart. Silently they stared into each other eyes for a few seconds that seemed to last forever.\n\n“I love you, Brianne.” Unlike in the booth at the club this time there had been no hesitation, no need for a nerve-strengthening deep breath.\n\n“I love you, Eon.”\n\nThat was all that was said before they were kissing again. There was nothing more to say. This time Brianne let her paws wander, her fingertips caressing him everywhere she could reach, stroking the side of his muzzle, running her palm over his shoulder before wrapping it around his neck again to hold the kiss. Freed from the pressure of her paw, Eon followed suit, his fingers curling to gently caress the breast on which it rested, drawing another quiet moan from Brianne. She let her head fall back as Eon lowered his muzzle further to trace kisses over the hollow of her throat. Brianne caught her breath.\n\n“I don’t want to stop either, Eon, but let me up a sec.”\n\nBrianne got to her feet and pulled Eon to his. Holding his paws in hers she looked straight at him.\n\n“You don’t have to leave tonight, Eon.” \n\n“You’re sure? I don’t want to go too fast or pressure you or anything.”\n\n“Eon Volker, you are [i]not [/i]moving too fast.”\n\nBrianne could see the doubt on his face. She wanted to make him certain she meant it and without a single thought, she dropped his paws, took one step backwards as her own paws reached for the hem of her dress. Eon’s eyes widened as she pulled it swiftly over her head in a single movement and dropped it to the floor.\n\n“Convinced?”\n\n“You certainly have my attention. When I first saw you in that dress I said you were beautiful. You’re even more so now.”\n\nShe blushed and spoke in a quieter voice, quiet enough that Eon’s ears flicked forward to focus on hearing her more clearly.\n\n“Eon, I love you very much and if you’re the one that’s not certain, I’ll try and understand and go at your pace. But I think you want me as much as I want you and you’ve been holding back for my sake.”\n\n“I have been, a bit, yeah.”\n\n“Like I said, if you want to not do this, I’ll try and understand, but I’m not going start lying to you now, particularly not now. I will be upset if I’m still a virgin by tomorrow morning.”\n\n“Wait, what? I know you’ve told me about ex-boyfriends….”\n\n“None of which ever got past second base. Mostly they are exes because they wanted to go further before I was ready. I didn’t love any of them the way I love you, Eon. I’ve never felt like this before and I’m more than ready for this now. Ready for [i]you[/i], Eon. What I want with all my heart is for you to take me back into that bedroom and make love to me.” Tears started blurring her vision as she continued speaking “If you’re not ready yet I can wait until you are, but…”\n\nSuddenly there was a pair of strong arms around her and a voice in her ear, speaking very softly.\n\n“I’ve never felt like this before either, Brianne. That’s why I’ve been holding back. Don’t cry, my love. I’m not going anywhere.”\n\nShe felt his arms shift and then clung tightly to him as he lifted her and carried her through to her bedroom.\n\n-------------------------------\n\nAs she was set back on her feet in the dimply lit room, Brianne suddenly found the underwear she was wearing way too confining. She wanted it gone as fast as possible. Reaching behind herself she unsnapped her bra, shrugged out of it and let it fall. She was reaching for her panties when another set of paws covered her own.\n\n“Let me…”\n\nAs Eon slowly slid Brianne’s panties down her legs she shivered. Not since she’d been old enough to do it herself had anyone else actually undressed her. Feeling somebody else's paws slowly removing her last, most intimate piece of clothing was something she found sensual beyond anything she’d imagined in the fantasies she’d created for the purposes of relieving her own needs. She felt his breath’s warm huff against her, achingly aware that he could certainly smell her arousal, which only drove it to new heights. As he stood and his arms came around her again, she whispered “My turn…”\n\nEon caressed Brianne as she worked on the buttons of his shirt then shrugged it off. He pulled her close, feeling her breasts against his bare chest, incidentally trapping her paws between them as they reached for his belt. Brianne pressed herself against him harder, feeling the bulge in his pants against her pinned paws. She let out an almost nervous-sounding giggle and then pulled back a bit freeing her paws to unbuckle his belt.\n\n“Let me get my wallet out of my pocket first, love.”\n\n“Why”\n\n“I think there’s a couple of condoms in there.”\n\n“No.”\n\n“But Brianne….”\n\nI’m not going to be stupid, Eon. I’ll hit the campus health center tomorrow for the morning-after pill, but if I wanted to feel latex or plastic for my first time I’d have popped myself with a dildo years ago. It’s you I want to feel inside me. All of you and only you.”\n\nBrianne had carried on working on Eons belt and pants and now she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of both pants and boxers, gently freed his growing erection from his boxers elastic waistband and slid them smoothly down together as she sank to her knees. That movement brought her muzzle almost into contact with his crotch and she closed her eyes as she sniffed slowly, inhaling the scent of him. She’d heard that some men smelled unpleasant but Eon didn’t, at least, not to her. As he stepped out of his pants she opened her eyes again as another thought tempted her and caused a little twinge between her own legs.\n\n[i]“I wonder if I can do this?”[/i]\n\nTentatively, she stretched forth her long cervine tongue and licked at him. The taste was stronger than she’d expected from his scent but still not unpleasant. She carried on licking slowly along his length and reached up to cup the furry orbs between his legs. Slowly pulling back, she kissed his tip, making him twitch a little. After a moment to gather her courage, she opened her mouth and took him inside, slowly sliding her lips over him and curling that almost prehensile tongue around his shaft.\n\nEon gasped. He wasn’t sure what she was doing with that tongue but it sure felt good. Reluctantly, however, he disengaged himself from her muzzle, drawing a small sound of protest from her as he pulled her to her feet.\n\n“If I’d let you carry on doing that, beloved, I’d soon not have the willpower to stop you, If I’d let you finish me off like that first, it would detract from what I want to do for you tonight. Back up a little, love.”\n\nEon guided her to the bed, sat her down and then gently lowered her onto her back with her legs dangling over the edge. Stepping up between her knees he bent down and lowered his lips to her nipple\n\nBrianne gasped as she felt him pull the nub of flesh into his mouth, gripping it with his lips as his rough tongue danced over the tip. She felt his paws on her too, tracing along her thighs and hips, gently teasing the edges of her breasts as her nipple hardened and lengthened under his tongue. The cool air further stimulated the dampened nipple as he transferred his attention to the other one, making her squirm a little.\n\nThis was the reason Eon had wanted to keep his self-control. He’d heard way too many horror stories about women’s first times being unsatisfying, or even unpleasant. He was determined that this would not be the case for Brianne. While his mouth attended to her nipples his paws never stayed still. They drifted all over her body but paid particular attention to her legs, stroking down the outside of her thighs with a feather-light touch, then up the inside slightly more firmly. Almost imperceptibly he was cueing her legs to spread wider and, probably without her even noticing, little by little her body was responding. Soon, at the top of each stroke, Eon could feel the heat between her thighs and not long after that he could reach its source.\n\nAbandoning Brianne’s nipples, Eon traced a line of soft kisses down her belly as he eased himself lower. Brianne arched under those kisses but that was nothing to her reaction when the kisses reached their destination and Eon placed a kiss squarely on her lower lips. She moaned and pushed her hips forward, almost as if he was already inside her and she was meeting a thrust. This was exactly the response Eon was hoping for. It parted her slightly and gave his tongue the access he wanted.\n\nBrianne’s eyes shot open and she gasped as that tongue found its mark. It was flickering over her button over and over again, each time triggering a wave of sensation that hadn’t quite subsided before the next one arrived, building her inexorably higher. Her thighs were quivering and although her chest felt tight, she found enough breath… \n\n“E… Eon… Oh God, Eon, I’m so close… Don’t stop!”\n\nHe didn’t. If anything he intensified his efforts. He was quickly rewarded with a squeal from Brianne as her paws flew to her breasts and a flood of her delicious taste as she thrashed on the bed. He pressed his tongue firmly against her sensitive flesh, prolonging her peak. Only after the tremors began to subside did he climb up on the bed and take the gasping doe in his arms.\n\n“I... love... you…”\n\n“Love you too, babe.”\n\n“That… That was wonderful, Eon.”\n\n“Better to come.”\n\n“Let me catch my breath.”\n\n“Only at your pace, love.”\n\nThey lay spooned on the bed, Eon gently caressing her as her breathing stabilized. Soon Eon’s caresses resulted in Brianne’s pleasant afterglow being replaced by steadily rebuilding desire and as she stirred against him she felt unmistakable evidence that the desire was mutual. \n\n“Eon, please?”\n\nHe rolled onto his back as she turned to face him. Brianne rolled into him, kissing him deeply as his gentle caresses turned into more determined foreplay. His paws found her breasts and she whimpered as his thumbs and forefingers teased still-oversensitive nipples. Already Brianne could feel the heat rising between her thighs again and pulled herself fully on top of him, letting that heat press against him, lifting her body and arching her back to feel his hardness press between her thighs.\n\nEon gave a low rumble deep in his chest as Brianne sat up to straddle him, reaching down to press him against her, finding him already slicked with her own liberal coating. Brianne was breathing hard, and when she spoke it was barely above a whisper…\n\n“Take me, Eon. Make me yours.”\n\n“Easy does it at first, love. You rise up a bit and line us up.”\n\nSlowly, Brianne did just that, probing at herself with his tip, letting out a moan as it slipped between her folds and lodged, barely within her entrance.\n\n“I’m a little nervous… I’ve heard some stories from other girls… But I don’t just want this now, Eon, I need it.. So bad.”\n\n“Whenever you’re ready, just let yourself drop.”\n\nShe nodded, and a moment later gave a loud yelp as she let herself drop, Eon spearing deep inside her. Instantly Eon’s paws flew to her hips, holding her, stopping her moving.\n\n“Oh my God, that hurt.”\n\n“Stay still. Is it still hurting?”\n\n“Stings a bit.”\n\n“Stay still until it doesn’t.”\n\n“Are you all the way in?”\n\n“Not quite, stay still though, your body needs to get used to being stretched before we try anything more.”\n\nFor almost a minute Brianne didn’t move but almost without consciously realizing it she found herself starting to rock her hips a bit and moaned as the last remnants of pain were replaced with a very different sensation.\n\n“More…”\n\nEon slowly pushed up at her as she pushed down on him, hilting himself inside her.\n\n“Oh God.. Eon.. So full… So [i]good[/i].”\n\nBrianne was rocking her hips in a much more pronounced rhythm now.\n\n“Do I have to stay on top still?”\n\n“Only if you want to, babe.”\n\n“I think… I’d rather you were on top of me.” \n\nEon pulled her body down against his, wrapping her in his arms. Brianne guessed what came next and straightened her legs as much as their joining could allow. Smoothly, Eon rolled them both over. As she felt the bed at her back, Brianne was already spreading her legs wide to let him settle between them. As she felt his weight push him deeper inside her she wrapped her legs around him trying to pull him deeper still. \n\nEon leaned in and kissed her as he slowly withdrew partway and thrust back into her gently. As he found a slow, gentle rhythm, Brianne started moving to meet him, making cute little moaning noises as each thrust found its depth inside her. [i]“Slowly, Eon,”[/i] he cautioned himself, [i]“If you go all berserker on her now you’ll spoil it all for her. All the same, she’s so tight and doing a number on me with those muscles I ain’t going to hold out long. Popping too soon would be as bad as going too hard…“[/i] Only a few seconds later, though, Brianne resolved the question for him.\n\n“Harder... Please… “\n\nEon made his thrusts longer and a little faster, little by little. Then at one point his barbs stroked across her g-spot.\n\n“Yes! Oh yes... Right there! Don’t stop! Don’t ever stop!”\n\nOn every thrust Brianne pulled hard with her legs urging him deeper into her. Soon those pulls got a little weaker as Eon felt her legs begin to shake.\n\n“Close… I’m close…”\n\n“Me too…”\n\nBrianne moaned loudly as her second orgasm of the night hit. She was faster than Eon, and it was starting to abate when she felt a soft “pull” deep inside her as his barbs flared and he lost all self-control, pounding into her as hard as he could for three strokes, then four, and then on the fifth holding himself as deep inside her as he could.\n\nBrianne felt him start to unload inside her, felt every pulse of seed as it flooded her depths. Without warning, with almost no buildup, a third orgasm crashed into her. Frantically holding Eon as tight to her as she could, she threw back her head and let out a sound that was some mixture of moan, gasp and scream.\n\nIt was several minutes before either could speak. They contented themselves with quick breathless kisses until Brianne could pull in enough air to speak.\n\n“I love you, Eon.”\n\n“I love you too.”\n\n“Don’t move just yet. I love how you feel in me and I don’t want my first time to be over.”\n\nSo Eon stayed exactly where he was and just held Brianne gently. Even before he had softened enough that he couldn’t remain within her, she had drifted off to sleep. Carefully moving away from her so she didn’t wake, Eon stretched out beside her, wrapped an arm over her and followed her example.\n\n--------------------------\n\nPrecisely at eight the following morning, Master Li unlocked the doors of his school. Eon was indeed there waiting.\n\n“Come inside, Mr Volker. We have some little chores to accomplish and then there is an exercise I shall set you while I attend to some paperwork before the first class of the day.”\n\n“Yes, Sifu.”\n\nWalking into the main training hall Slo Li gestured toward the changing rooms. “You may as well get changed now. I will be wearing my uniform all day so there is no reason you should not. In addition it will tell any visitors or other students that you have indeed been accepted as a student here.”\n\n“Yes Sifu.”\n\nEmerging back into the training hall, Eon was surprised to see Master Li methodically sweeping the room. On seeing Eon, he gestured towards the corner where a second broom was leaning.\n\n“Join me, Mr Volker. Even without people wearing their outdoor shoes on the mats, dust still accumulates. This is an activity that needs to be repeated after every class, and all the students who attend that class participate. I normally perform this first one alone, but since you are going to be observing all the classes and not participating at this time, you may join me in this effort.”\n\n“Yes, Sifu.”\n\nThe floor was large and the brooms were not. Eon set to work only for the Master to stop him.\n\n“Too fast. Mr Volker. You are moving too fast. Look here.”\n\nThe sloth gestured to where a shaft of early sunlight had fallen near where Eon was working. Bright dust motes sparkled within it.\n\n“Move slowly enough that you do not stir any of the dust you are sweeping into the air.”\n\n“Yes, Sifu.”\n\nEon tried to match the pace of his broom to that of the old sloth’s but still managed to stir dust into the sunlight, while none seemed to arise from the Master’s work.\n\n“You will have to work slower than I, Mr Volker. You see, I have learned more control than you and can proceed at a faster pace. The way of the slow fist does not prohibit motion as rapid as you can produce. Only motion more rapid than is necessary. And when sweeping floors or performing some other time consuming chore, faster than is necessary means faster than you can do it without undoing half your work in the process. If you are not sufficiently controlled, you must be slower so that your lack of control does not result in a mistake.”\n\n“Yes, Sifu. Thank you.”\n\nEon slowed down. The only way he seemed to get even close to success was to move the broom at an almost glacial pace. He knew he had to keep its speed constant to succeed but while he was still kicking up a few motes of dust with every stroke of the broom, he found he couldn’t move it any slower. Whenever he tried he lost the constancy of its movement and the brooms movement turned into short pulses of faster movement that kicked up even more dust. With his face locked in a frown of concentration and gnawing his lower lip he persisted. He didn’t even notice the task was complete until the Master spoke.\n\n“You did well.”\n\nLooking up, he saw that he had swept maybe a tenth of the large room while the Master had completed the rest.\n\n“I did not succeed, Sifu.”\n\n“And I did not say that you did. I said you did well. You must not overthink. It brings tension. I am sure if I had put out the effort you did into a simple exercise, my face would be aching too. No matter how far you progress on this Way, Mr Volker never cease to beware of overthinking a matter. Even I have been guilty of that error, and more recently than you know.”\n\n“If I may ask, Sifu, why did I not succeed?”\n\n“If I knew that, young man, I would have already told you. I know what you did, that you discovered your ability to move slowly and your ability to control that movement are not in balance. Why they are unbalanced you must discover for yourself, but in the meantime there are exercises you can perform that will improve your control. I will teach them to you as you become capable of learning from them.”\n\n“Thank you, Sifu.”\n\n“We have half an hour until the first class. You will practice one of the exercises I mentioned earlier until then. We shall use the small room to your left.”\n\n“Yes, Sifu.”\n\nSlo Li set out two wooden stands, one topped with a bronze ball, and gestured to Eon to sit.\n\n“Stretch out your arms at about a sixty degree angle. Yes, exactly like that.” \n\nA single stand was moved under each outstretched paw. \n\n“Now, hold your paws so that your thumbs are almost touching. Keep them like that and reach out to your left with right paw, pick up the ball and move it to the other stand.”\n\nEon did so. He found it surprisingly difficult to place the ball accurately so that it didn’t roll off the stand and the ball was heavier than it looked, but he managed it.\n\n“You did not keep your paws in proximity, Mr Volker. Try it again the other way. Your left paw reaches the ball on the right stand and transfers it to the left. Your right paw stays in proximity to the left.”\n\nEon did as he was told. Or at least he thought he did.\n\n“Now do it with your arms stretched out following the arc... And repeat, and repeat… You see the cycle?”\n\n“Yes, Sifu.”\n\n“That is the mechanics. The exercise is to perform that cycle continuously as slowly as you can without your paws stopping moving at any point. Please proceed, Mr Volker. It the ball falls, replace it and begin anew.”\n\n“Yes, Sifu.”\n\n“Remember what happened with the sweeping. You must be as close as possible to that line without crossing it. If you cross it, the ball will fall.”\n\n“Yes, Sifu”\n\n--------------------------------------\n\nHalf an hour later, Eon was so lost in the exercise that he had no idea Slo Li had been watching him for ten minutes.\n\n“You still move too fast, Mr Volker.”\n\nAs they put the equipment away and walked out to greet the day’s first class Eon smiled.[i] “Not in everything, I don’t.”[/i]\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "
Slow Fist - Too Fast?


Slo Li sat at his desk. He wasn’t attending to the paperwork for either his martial arts school or the stuff relating to his film career. He was staring into space with his claws slowly flexing back and forth. For him this was the equivalent of any other fur pacing around the room.

“How far do I push you, Eon Volker? How far do I demand that you wait?” It wasn’t an easy question to answer, the old sloth thought. The object of his musings had departed from the steps of his martial arts school only five minutes previously. He’d walked down the street and met the pretty girl he was obviously quite enamored with at the door of the coffee shop. Slo Li had observed this from his window many times. “So the tested student throws the test right back in his master’s face, for now I am tested indeed.” He blinked, slowly. He’d watched from this very office’s window as a rare summer thunderstorm had swept over the city two days previously. Eon had simply pulled an umbrella and wet weather gear out of his backpack and continued to sit there.

The old sloth blinked again. It had been that moment, he thought, that he had started considering Eon as a student. “So then, Mr Volker, your ‘unlikely event’ has indeed occurred. How, then, do I teach you what you have clearly demonstrated the right to try and learn?”

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The following morning when Eon returned, expecting to continue his vigil on the steps of the school, he stopped for a moment in surprise. Right next to his usual spot on the steps Master Li was sitting. He was opening his mouth to greet the old sloth, but then snapped his muzzle shut. “No.” he thought, “This is another test.”

Instead of speaking, he simply sat in his usual spot as he had done every morning and once again did his best to stay still, to make no unnecessary movement. He still couldn’t control his tail or the instinctive movements of his ears tracking the sounds of a city waking up but he’d got a lot better at relaxing his other muscles, he thought.

In silence the two sat for almost an hour as the sky brightened and the first signs of sunlight started washing over the city.

“The city is almost peaceful at this hour, is it not Mr Volker?” Master Li did not miss the ripple of tension through the young man’s body as he broke their silence, Eon’s feline ears snapping around to focus on his voice.

“Yes, Master Li.”

“Tell me why you did not speak when you found me sitting here.”

“I thought you were testing me. I didn’t think it was time to say anything.”

“You thought, or you knew?”

“I knew, I guess, but...” His voice trailed off as the sloth raised one claw.

“But now my question has made you doubt your earlier knowledge. Correct?”

“Yes.”

“Do not do that. It is said that one of the hardest things is to know what you don’t know. Harder still, I think, is to know when you do know and be right, not simply overconfident.”

“I think I understand, Sir.”

“Understand? You do better than I, then, for to understand something, to know it not just as a thing but to see clearly to the very root of its existence, is a lot harder than merely knowing it.”

“Well, when you put it like that…”

“No, you were correct in what you said. You thought you understood. What unlikely event are you sitting here waiting for?”

“For you to see that I am capable of patience and stillness, Sir. To accept me as a student.”

“And has it occurred?”

“I didn’t think so before this morning, Sir. Now, I’m not sure.”

“Beware of uncertainty, Mr Volker. It can cause you to miss the moment in which you must act. Give me a certain answer.”

Eon hesitated for a moment. He truly wasn’t sure, but he was certain that his chances of studying under Master Li rested on his response. This was the moment in which he must act, the moment Master Li had referred to. Before opening his muzzle he rearranged his words in his head, choosing to address Master Li as one of his students.

“Yes, Sifu. It has occurred.”

“You are correct.”

Silence fell once more. Eon’s first impulse was to leap up and punch the air but he stopped himself, still trying to keep still but his tail still lashed the air behind him. The silence persisted for about three minutes until the old sloth broke it.

“Mr Volker you present me with a challenge. I cannot teach you in my regular classes. Everyone’s path along the Way follows a different route but yours will frequently stray further from the straight road than any other fur I have ever guided along it. How long is it until your classes resume?”

“Another month, Sifu.”

“So. For that month, you will spend the hours of each day that you would have spent on the doorstep of my school within its doors. You will accompany me through the day observing every class I teach, you will follow every aspect of my life for those hours. From time to time I will set you exercises to perform. This will begin tomorrow.”

“And today, Sifu?”

“Today you will see to it that you are properly equipped with a uniform, you will do whatever is necessary to celebrate or let your exuberance run its course. I require that you let it all out of your system today so that you come to me tomorrow as calm and relaxed as you came to sit on the steps this morning. I normally unlock the doors of the school at eight in the morning and I expect to find you waiting.”

“Yes, Sifu.”

“Before you set about your tasks for today, may I offer you breakfast?”

“I would be honored, Sifu.”

The old sloth rose and gestured for Eon to follow him inside, then led him to the door to the private elevator.

“My cooking is simple but I do take pride in its quality. Tell me, Mr Volker, do you cook?”

“Yes, Sifu. I started cooking with my mother when I was five.”

“Describe your favorite dish.”

“My favorite? I’m not sure I have one, Sifu. I do love cooking traditional African food though.”

“What would be a traditional African breakfast?”

“That depends where you are in Africa, Sifu. In the North it’s much like middle Eastern or Mediterranean food, In the South it’s been colonized by Europeans for so long that their breakfasts would look familiar to an American. But for the folks still living their traditional lifestyle different breads are the usual thing. Often fried and dipped into something to add different flavors. Lots of starch to set you up for the day. Eggs too, of course.”

“Then our respective traditions have something in common. This morning I am preparing congee with eggs. The starch comes from rice instead of bread but the principles are the same.”

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Brianne stretched as she got off the bus, and started walking towards the coffee shop to begin her shift. As she walked in the door, Gavin, a fox she’d always found a little obnoxious but thankfully she hadn’t been scheduled on the same shift with him yet, waved to her from behind the bar.

“Hey, Brianne. Your cat’s missing this morning.”

“My cat? Eon? You know, Gavin, you really shouldn’t jump to conclusions.”

“But am I wrong? He is your boyfriend, right?”

“We’ve done nothing more than kiss, alright?”

“But you spend almost every evening together, don’t you?”

“Well, yeah. He’s fun to be with. What do you mean he’s missing?”

“Look for yourself. He’s not sitting on the steps any more. Looks like he’s given up on convincing Master Li to teach him.”

“That’s weird, last night he was planning to be here.”

“Well, he ain't there now.”

As she got changed in the back room, Brianne pulled her phone out of her purse and scrolled through her contacts list to find Eon. She hit the “call” button and waited.

“Brianne? What’s up?”

“Eon, Gavin is giving me shit about you not being here today. I should ask you what’s up.”

“Nothing bad. I’m the other side of downtown at a martial arts store buying a Kung Fu uniform. He accepted me. I start tomorrow.”

“That’s great, Eon!”

“Celebrate with me tonight? I’ll pick you up after your shift.”

“It’s a date, Eon.”

“It’ll be better than the earlier ones, I promise.”

“I dunno, we’ve had a lot of fun on the others…”

“How does the Skyline Club sound?”

“Eon! You know I can’t afford their prices!”

“My treat. Diamond mine, remember? Besides, Jackie Soll is DJing there tonight.”

“Ok, but you’ve got to take me by home first so I can get changed.”

“Deal. You’re closing tonight?”

“Yes.”

“I’ll be there. See you.”

“Later, Eon.”

As she walked out to the front of the shop, she smirked at Gavin.

“He didn’t give up. Master Li accepted him. And he’s taking me to the Skyline tonight to celebrate.”

“If you come in tomorrow and tell me he didn’t jump your bones tonight I’ll call you a liar.”

“And I’ll call you an asshole, Gavin. OK, I got this. Get your ass off-shift.”

“See ya, Brianne.”

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Eon sat in the mall food court munching on a burger and scrolled through his phone’s contacts. He found the one he was looking for and dialed.

“Hello?”

“Tony, it’s Eon. You’re still working the door at the Skyline, right?”

“Yeah. It’s a shitty job but it pays the rent.”

“I’m bringing a girl there tonight.”

“So you want me to add you to the VIP list and get you right in, right? You know I can’t do that.”

“Tell your boss that the person you want to add is the heir of the Volker diamond mine in South Africa.”

“You’re shitting me. You know he’ll Google you and find out it’s bullshit. Then he’ll fire my ass”

“No bullshit, buddy. I’m Gregor Volker’s grandson.”

“Well, shit. You kept that quiet. I could probably get you on the list with that.”

“Yeah, well, keep it to yourself. At the U I’m just another student, yanno?”

“You know folks have been talking anyway, they look at your car and wonder if your ‘summer job’ is dealing drugs or something.”

“Nah, but let’s not go there ok? It’s only money.”

“Try saying that when you ain't got enough of it.”

“You hurting, buddy? I can sub you some if you want.”

“Nah, I’m doing ok. I just can’t believe you are that guy…”

“And I’d like everyone else to keep it that way. I only told you to give your boss a decent excuse.”

“This is all about that ‘Brianne’ girl you’ve been telling me about, isn’t it?”

“Yeah. You’ll meet her tonight. I think I love her, Tony.”

“Go for it, buddy. If you feel that way about her.”

“I think I do. I just want tonight to be special.”

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Tony Gervais clipped his phone back to his belt, flipped his suit jacket over it and went looking for his manager.

“Tony! What’s up?”

“Mike, I’ve got a potential addition to the VIP list for tonight.”

“For the Soll concert? You know we’re pretty much booked out, right?”

“Yeah, but there’s this guy. He’s Gregor Volker’s grandson.”

“And who the fuck is Gregor Volker?”

“Founded the Volker diamond mine in South Africa. He passed a few years ago. The guest tonight would be his heir and grandson Eon, wants to show a special girl a good time.”

“Fuck. I’ve one VIP booth left. We always keep one in reserve, you know that.”

“Yeah, but I know this guy. He’s good and I wouldn’t want to disappoint him. Even if we have to just add him to the list without a booth or a table allocation.”

“No. Give him the booth. Number 11.”

“Appreciate it, Mike.”

“Hell, Tony. It’s a potential new regular customer for us and potentially quite the high-roller. You did exactly the right thing by doing him this favor. I’m the one should be expressing appreciation. And I will in your next pay check, ok?”

“Aww, fuck Mike….” The bovine man shrugged. “I only found out who he was this morning. He’s just been a guy I shared a few classes with, you know?”

“So what? You did a good thing for the business by helping your friend out. Do a good thing for the business and the business does a good thing for you.”

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Brianne finished drying her hair and stared into her bathroom mirror. She was wearing nothing but her black panties and bra and trying to decide what she’d pull out of the closet for tonight. She wasn’t like Donna or Debbie or any of those girls she’d gone to highschool with, the ones that were good looking and knew it, that had their pick of all the hottest guys. Her first real “date” had been in college and it had been a disaster. The stag that she’d gone out with had kinda assumed because a doe went out with him that she’d go all the way that night. She’d ended up throwing him out of her apartment on his ass, then retreating to her bedroom and crying herself to sleep. Eon was different. He’d never made any kind of move on her, only been there as her friend. Potentially more, sure, but he wasn’t pushing it. Tonight felt different and it felt good.

“Yeah,” she thought. “It’s an LBD night.”

The short black cocktail dress she pulled out of her closet wasn’t something she wore often. Pulling it on, she sat at her dressing table, contemplating the makeup and assorted stuff scattered over it. She settled for pulling her hair back into a ponytail and then gazed into the mirror. A little enhancement on the eyes, emphasizing her lashes and making them look a little wider. Nothing else. She was ready.

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“I feel underdressed”

Eon was almost embarrassed when he saw Brianne walk out of her room. He felt “scruffy” next to the doe in the simple black dress.

“My God, Brianne. You’re beautiful!”

“Took you this long to notice that?” She almost instinctively challenged him, even as his compliment brought a light blush to her cheeks. She was rewarded by a much more intense blush from the guy standing in her sitting room.

“Well, no, but… You really do look good tonight.“

“Eon Volker, I believe we have somewhere to be… “

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Tony affected not to know Eon as a fellow college-student as he walked to the head of the line outside the Skyline.

“Volker. And my guest, Miss Brianne.”

“Yes, Sir. Please step inside, the concierge is waiting for you.”

Eon and Brianne were shown to a sumptuous private booth, near the back of the club but still on the main floor. Ten steps from its entrance would put you on the dance floor or at the bar.

“Damn Eon… You got us on the VIP list? I thought we’d be waiting in line like everyone else!”

“Played on grandpa’s name. I didn’t want us standing outside for hours. The doorman is in the same Engineering classes as I am.”

“Mr Volker? The management extends its compliments and would like to welcome you to the skyline with this…” The trimly dressed rabbit woman who’d spoken placed a tray with an ice bucket and two champagne glasses on the table, before busying herself uncorking the bottle. She did it right, no ostentatious “pop” and no flying cork. She quietly poured two glasses and placed the bottle in the bucket, before vanishing back into the crowd.

“Damn, I guess he did play on grandpa’s name a bit. Hope you like champagne, Brianne.”

“Never had it. Eon, I come from a town that doesn’t even have one stoplight, out in the middle of North Dakota. We’ve one grocery store, two gas stations, a bar and one little diner. The nearest liquor store is in the next town over, half an hours drive away. God alone knows where the nearest post office is and folks don’t care so long as they get their mail.”

“Well try it, then. We’re celebrating after all.”

Brianne giggled. “The bubbles tickle my nose.”

“Yep, they do. But don’t drink it if you don’t like it.”

“I do.”

Their first ten minutes in the club were spent laughing over the champagne and making small talk. The DJ was just getting into her main set of the night and was definitely on a roll.

“Dance with me, Eon?”

“I’m a pretty shit dancer, Brianne, but I’d love to.”

“Come on!”

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Two fast tracks later the DJ segued into a slower one. Brianne just snuggled herself against Eon and swayed to the music.

Eon found Brianne’s presence profoundly distracting, to say the least. He could feel the warmth of her body through the thin fabrics of her dress and his shirt. Tentatively he wrapped his arms around her, careful to still be the gentleman and not let his paws slip too low. Brianne reacted with a barely audible soft sigh and somehow found it possible to snuggle closer still, laying her head on his shoulder. The outside observer would have seen Eon slightly turn his head and gently kiss Brianne as they danced. What could not be seen, however - unless perhaps if the observer had been Master Li, was Eon’s mental turmoil. He was frantically visualising the most disgusting and off-putting things he could think of. Uppermost in his mind were not his feelings for Brianne or even how wonderful she felt in his arms. There was only a fierce determination. “I am not going to ruin this by popping wood right out here on the dance floor!”

Ultimately, Eon kept his body under control by imagining his own embarrassment if he’d failed and she’d noticed. As the song drew to a close, Eon gently steered Brianne back to their booth and caught the eye of the young rabbit who had brought the champagne earlier.

“How late is the kitchen open tonight?”

“Until half an hour before the club closes, Sir. Would you like me to bring you a couple of menus?”

“That would be great, thank you.” As the rabbit hustled away, Eon returned his attention to the woman sat across from him. With a wordless agreement two paws met in the middle of the table, fingers gently curling around each other. Eon took a deep breath.

“Brianne, I….”

She cut him off with a smile. “Don’t say it now, Eon. Let’s both save it for later when we don’t have a table between us and you can kiss me afterwards.” She blushed but didn’t take her eyes from his.

Eon was momentarily confused. Then the implications of her words sunk in. Somehow she’d guessed he’d been about to say he loved her, and she’d at least implied strongly that she felt exactly the same way about him. Now his blush matched hers.

“OK, but not too much later, because just so you know…” His voice trailed off as she nodded.

“Eon, I think we’ve both known for a while. We’ve just been cautious about saying it.”

Discreetly, a pair of menus had appeared on the table without disturbing them. Reluctantly, the young couple took their eyes off each other to look them over.

“Wow, Eon, this all looks so good I don’t know where to start deciding.”

“If I remember right, the chef here has a few Michelin stars under his belt so it’s probably all good. Just pick whatever catches your fancy. I know that’s what I’m going to do.”

Once ordered, the food arrived very quickly but disappeared much more slowly. This was not only because it was absolutely delicious and not to be hurried, but also because of the frequent distractions during which no food was eaten at all, usually involving paws reaching out to each other across the table, eyes locking onto each other and nothing in the way of conversation. Well, nothing verbal anyway.

Eventually, however, the food was gone. There was plenty of the night and plenty of music left as far as the rest of the club was concerned but Eon and Brianne had had enough. In the back of Eon’s mind was his appointment with Master Li the following morning but mostly he wanted to be with Brianne, away from everyone else. For her part Brianne wanted exactly the same thing but was fighting a rising tide of nervousness. So many questions kept rising unbidden in her mind, the vast majority of which were disconcerting and began with “What if…”

Eon didn’t need any of Master Li’s training to spot the higher tension in Brianne as he drove towards their apartments. This made him change his mind. He’d originally intended to do as they almost always did, stop at his apartment, where he’d invite Brianne in. “No.” he thought. “Her place, her territory, her terms. Leave it to her whether she invites me up or not. It’s not like we’ve never done that before, after all.”

As she fumbled with her keys, Brianne reflected that the butterflies in her stomach were likely each the size of an albatross. All of the worrying ‘what ifs’ were getting almost deafening inside her head but she forced them down. Turning to look at the guy who hadn’t let go of her paw since they climbed out of his car, she smiled, the look in his eyes doing a lot to calm her nerves.

“Do you want to come up for a bit, Eon?” He smiled and answered her with a single word, not wanting to prolong the “doorstep moment” long enough for her nervousness to rise again.

“Yes.”

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Eon was pretty certain that his decision in the car had been the right one. The tension he’d seen building in Brianne since they left the Skyline Club visibly relaxed somewhat once she was in her own space. He had his own set of internal voices to distract him, a few of them were asking “what if” questions too, but mostly they were a chorus of “Don’t screw this up! Don’t ruin everything with her by messing up now! You don’t want to lose her now”

Brianne looked up at the clock on the wall as the door closed behind them.

“It’s a little late for coffee. Shall I make some tea? I’ve got green and herbal.” “And the herbal will calm me down some more” was filled in by her mind after she stopped speaking.

“Herbal would be great, thanks. Need a paw?”

“No, I’ve got this.” “Yeah, right, Girl. You’re putting off what you decided to do way back on that dance floor. Nice of him to bring you back here instead of stopping at his place like we usually do, though.”

As she busied herself boiling water and making two cups of herbal tea, Brianne found herself relaxing more. Finally with a last mental “Oh, shut up!” at the part of her mind that was still quietly second-guessing her, she carried both cups into her small sitting room where Eon was already relaxing on the single couch.

They’d shared that couch countless times before, often snuggled up holding each other and frequently sharing kisses, but nothing that could truly be considered “making out” because by mutual consent they’d been careful where their paws landed on each other. Both had been sorely tempted on more than one occasion, but their respect for each other had held them back. Putting the cups on the low table, Brianne sat down and leaned on Eon as she had done so many times before. This time, though, she let her shoulder slide off his. She twisted her body so she ended up slowly laying back in his lap, her shoulders perched on his right leg as her head rested on his left, looking up at him.

It would be untrue to say that Eon was caught by surprise. She’d moved slowly, as if giving him every opportunity to stop her. He had no intention of doing so, instead he shifted slightly to make sure she’d be comfortable and rested his right arm over her, the paw lightly clasping her waist. His other paw reached up to brush a stray strand of hair off her face.

At the touch of his paw on her face, Brianne shivered. When he leaned down to kiss her the intensity of her reactions caught her by surprise. Her paw went up to rest on the back of his neck and deepen the kiss and her body arched. When their tongues met she couldn’t help but let out a muffled little moan that barely escaped their locked-together muzzles. Another fleeting flash of doubt crossed her mind as she reached down her left paw to catch the one that held her waist, only for it to be driven out by a wash of sensation as she lifted it to her breast. She left her own paw atop it, pressing slightly as if to try and tell him “Yes, I really do want this.” and she felt little pinpoints of sensation as the pressure on his paw forced his claws to express slightly, their tips not even penetrating the cloth of her dress but she could still feel them there.

When the kiss finally broke, they remained close, their muzzles inches apart. Silently they stared into each other eyes for a few seconds that seemed to last forever.

“I love you, Brianne.” Unlike in the booth at the club this time there had been no hesitation, no need for a nerve-strengthening deep breath.

“I love you, Eon.”

That was all that was said before they were kissing again. There was nothing more to say. This time Brianne let her paws wander, her fingertips caressing him everywhere she could reach, stroking the side of his muzzle, running her palm over his shoulder before wrapping it around his neck again to hold the kiss. Freed from the pressure of her paw, Eon followed suit, his fingers curling to gently caress the breast on which it rested, drawing another quiet moan from Brianne. She let her head fall back as Eon lowered his muzzle further to trace kisses over the hollow of her throat. Brianne caught her breath.

“I don’t want to stop either, Eon, but let me up a sec.”

Brianne got to her feet and pulled Eon to his. Holding his paws in hers she looked straight at him.

“You don’t have to leave tonight, Eon.”

“You’re sure? I don’t want to go too fast or pressure you or anything.”

“Eon Volker, you are not moving too fast.”

Brianne could see the doubt on his face. She wanted to make him certain she meant it and without a single thought, she dropped his paws, took one step backwards as her own paws reached for the hem of her dress. Eon’s eyes widened as she pulled it swiftly over her head in a single movement and dropped it to the floor.

“Convinced?”

“You certainly have my attention. When I first saw you in that dress I said you were beautiful. You’re even more so now.”

She blushed and spoke in a quieter voice, quiet enough that Eon’s ears flicked forward to focus on hearing her more clearly.

“Eon, I love you very much and if you’re the one that’s not certain, I’ll try and understand and go at your pace. But I think you want me as much as I want you and you’ve been holding back for my sake.”

“I have been, a bit, yeah.”

“Like I said, if you want to not do this, I’ll try and understand, but I’m not going start lying to you now, particularly not now. I will be upset if I’m still a virgin by tomorrow morning.”

“Wait, what? I know you’ve told me about ex-boyfriends….”

“None of which ever got past second base. Mostly they are exes because they wanted to go further before I was ready. I didn’t love any of them the way I love you, Eon. I’ve never felt like this before and I’m more than ready for this now. Ready for you, Eon. What I want with all my heart is for you to take me back into that bedroom and make love to me.” Tears started blurring her vision as she continued speaking “If you’re not ready yet I can wait until you are, but…”

Suddenly there was a pair of strong arms around her and a voice in her ear, speaking very softly.

“I’ve never felt like this before either, Brianne. That’s why I’ve been holding back. Don’t cry, my love. I’m not going anywhere.”

She felt his arms shift and then clung tightly to him as he lifted her and carried her through to her bedroom.

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As she was set back on her feet in the dimply lit room, Brianne suddenly found the underwear she was wearing way too confining. She wanted it gone as fast as possible. Reaching behind herself she unsnapped her bra, shrugged out of it and let it fall. She was reaching for her panties when another set of paws covered her own.

“Let me…”

As Eon slowly slid Brianne’s panties down her legs she shivered. Not since she’d been old enough to do it herself had anyone else actually undressed her. Feeling somebody else's paws slowly removing her last, most intimate piece of clothing was something she found sensual beyond anything she’d imagined in the fantasies she’d created for the purposes of relieving her own needs. She felt his breath’s warm huff against her, achingly aware that he could certainly smell her arousal, which only drove it to new heights. As he stood and his arms came around her again, she whispered “My turn…”

Eon caressed Brianne as she worked on the buttons of his shirt then shrugged it off. He pulled her close, feeling her breasts against his bare chest, incidentally trapping her paws between them as they reached for his belt. Brianne pressed herself against him harder, feeling the bulge in his pants against her pinned paws. She let out an almost nervous-sounding giggle and then pulled back a bit freeing her paws to unbuckle his belt.

“Let me get my wallet out of my pocket first, love.”

“Why”

“I think there’s a couple of condoms in there.”

“No.”

“But Brianne….”

I’m not going to be stupid, Eon. I’ll hit the campus health center tomorrow for the morning-after pill, but if I wanted to feel latex or plastic for my first time I’d have popped myself with a dildo years ago. It’s you I want to feel inside me. All of you and only you.”

Brianne had carried on working on Eons belt and pants and now she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of both pants and boxers, gently freed his growing erection from his boxers elastic waistband and slid them smoothly down together as she sank to her knees. That movement brought her muzzle almost into contact with his crotch and she closed her eyes as she sniffed slowly, inhaling the scent of him. She’d heard that some men smelled unpleasant but Eon didn’t, at least, not to her. As he stepped out of his pants she opened her eyes again as another thought tempted her and caused a little twinge between her own legs.

“I wonder if I can do this?”

Tentatively, she stretched forth her long cervine tongue and licked at him. The taste was stronger than she’d expected from his scent but still not unpleasant. She carried on licking slowly along his length and reached up to cup the furry orbs between his legs. Slowly pulling back, she kissed his tip, making him twitch a little. After a moment to gather her courage, she opened her mouth and took him inside, slowly sliding her lips over him and curling that almost prehensile tongue around his shaft.

Eon gasped. He wasn’t sure what she was doing with that tongue but it sure felt good. Reluctantly, however, he disengaged himself from her muzzle, drawing a small sound of protest from her as he pulled her to her feet.

“If I’d let you carry on doing that, beloved, I’d soon not have the willpower to stop you, If I’d let you finish me off like that first, it would detract from what I want to do for you tonight. Back up a little, love.”

Eon guided her to the bed, sat her down and then gently lowered her onto her back with her legs dangling over the edge. Stepping up between her knees he bent down and lowered his lips to her nipple

Brianne gasped as she felt him pull the nub of flesh into his mouth, gripping it with his lips as his rough tongue danced over the tip. She felt his paws on her too, tracing along her thighs and hips, gently teasing the edges of her breasts as her nipple hardened and lengthened under his tongue. The cool air further stimulated the dampened nipple as he transferred his attention to the other one, making her squirm a little.

This was the reason Eon had wanted to keep his self-control. He’d heard way too many horror stories about women’s first times being unsatisfying, or even unpleasant. He was determined that this would not be the case for Brianne. While his mouth attended to her nipples his paws never stayed still. They drifted all over her body but paid particular attention to her legs, stroking down the outside of her thighs with a feather-light touch, then up the inside slightly more firmly. Almost imperceptibly he was cueing her legs to spread wider and, probably without her even noticing, little by little her body was responding. Soon, at the top of each stroke, Eon could feel the heat between her thighs and not long after that he could reach its source.

Abandoning Brianne’s nipples, Eon traced a line of soft kisses down her belly as he eased himself lower. Brianne arched under those kisses but that was nothing to her reaction when the kisses reached their destination and Eon placed a kiss squarely on her lower lips. She moaned and pushed her hips forward, almost as if he was already inside her and she was meeting a thrust. This was exactly the response Eon was hoping for. It parted her slightly and gave his tongue the access he wanted.

Brianne’s eyes shot open and she gasped as that tongue found its mark. It was flickering over her button over and over again, each time triggering a wave of sensation that hadn’t quite subsided before the next one arrived, building her inexorably higher. Her thighs were quivering and although her chest felt tight, she found enough breath…

“E… Eon… Oh God, Eon, I’m so close… Don’t stop!”

He didn’t. If anything he intensified his efforts. He was quickly rewarded with a squeal from Brianne as her paws flew to her breasts and a flood of her delicious taste as she thrashed on the bed. He pressed his tongue firmly against her sensitive flesh, prolonging her peak. Only after the tremors began to subside did he climb up on the bed and take the gasping doe in his arms.

“I... love... you…”

“Love you too, babe.”

“That… That was wonderful, Eon.”

“Better to come.”

“Let me catch my breath.”

“Only at your pace, love.”

They lay spooned on the bed, Eon gently caressing her as her breathing stabilized. Soon Eon’s caresses resulted in Brianne’s pleasant afterglow being replaced by steadily rebuilding desire and as she stirred against him she felt unmistakable evidence that the desire was mutual.

“Eon, please?”

He rolled onto his back as she turned to face him. Brianne rolled into him, kissing him deeply as his gentle caresses turned into more determined foreplay. His paws found her breasts and she whimpered as his thumbs and forefingers teased still-oversensitive nipples. Already Brianne could feel the heat rising between her thighs again and pulled herself fully on top of him, letting that heat press against him, lifting her body and arching her back to feel his hardness press between her thighs.

Eon gave a low rumble deep in his chest as Brianne sat up to straddle him, reaching down to press him against her, finding him already slicked with her own liberal coating. Brianne was breathing hard, and when she spoke it was barely above a whisper…

“Take me, Eon. Make me yours.”

“Easy does it at first, love. You rise up a bit and line us up.”

Slowly, Brianne did just that, probing at herself with his tip, letting out a moan as it slipped between her folds and lodged, barely within her entrance.

“I’m a little nervous… I’ve heard some stories from other girls… But I don’t just want this now, Eon, I need it.. So bad.”

“Whenever you’re ready, just let yourself drop.”

She nodded, and a moment later gave a loud yelp as she let herself drop, Eon spearing deep inside her. Instantly Eon’s paws flew to her hips, holding her, stopping her moving.

“Oh my God, that hurt.”

“Stay still. Is it still hurting?”

“Stings a bit.”

“Stay still until it doesn’t.”

“Are you all the way in?”

“Not quite, stay still though, your body needs to get used to being stretched before we try anything more.”

For almost a minute Brianne didn’t move but almost without consciously realizing it she found herself starting to rock her hips a bit and moaned as the last remnants of pain were replaced with a very different sensation.

“More…”

Eon slowly pushed up at her as she pushed down on him, hilting himself inside her.

“Oh God.. Eon.. So full… So good.”

Brianne was rocking her hips in a much more pronounced rhythm now.

“Do I have to stay on top still?”

“Only if you want to, babe.”

“I think… I’d rather you were on top of me.”

Eon pulled her body down against his, wrapping her in his arms. Brianne guessed what came next and straightened her legs as much as their joining could allow. Smoothly, Eon rolled them both over. As she felt the bed at her back, Brianne was already spreading her legs wide to let him settle between them. As she felt his weight push him deeper inside her she wrapped her legs around him trying to pull him deeper still.

Eon leaned in and kissed her as he slowly withdrew partway and thrust back into her gently. As he found a slow, gentle rhythm, Brianne started moving to meet him, making cute little moaning noises as each thrust found its depth inside her. “Slowly, Eon,” he cautioned himself, “If you go all berserker on her now you’ll spoil it all for her. All the same, she’s so tight and doing a number on me with those muscles I ain’t going to hold out long. Popping too soon would be as bad as going too hard…“ Only a few seconds later, though, Brianne resolved the question for him.

“Harder... Please… “

Eon made his thrusts longer and a little faster, little by little. Then at one point his barbs stroked across her g-spot.

“Yes! Oh yes... Right there! Don’t stop! Don’t ever stop!”

On every thrust Brianne pulled hard with her legs urging him deeper into her. Soon those pulls got a little weaker as Eon felt her legs begin to shake.

“Close… I’m close…”

“Me too…”

Brianne moaned loudly as her second orgasm of the night hit. She was faster than Eon, and it was starting to abate when she felt a soft “pull” deep inside her as his barbs flared and he lost all self-control, pounding into her as hard as he could for three strokes, then four, and then on the fifth holding himself as deep inside her as he could.

Brianne felt him start to unload inside her, felt every pulse of seed as it flooded her depths. Without warning, with almost no buildup, a third orgasm crashed into her. Frantically holding Eon as tight to her as she could, she threw back her head and let out a sound that was some mixture of moan, gasp and scream.

It was several minutes before either could speak. They contented themselves with quick breathless kisses until Brianne could pull in enough air to speak.

“I love you, Eon.”

“I love you too.”

“Don’t move just yet. I love how you feel in me and I don’t want my first time to be over.”

So Eon stayed exactly where he was and just held Brianne gently. Even before he had softened enough that he couldn’t remain within her, she had drifted off to sleep. Carefully moving away from her so she didn’t wake, Eon stretched out beside her, wrapped an arm over her and followed her example.

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Precisely at eight the following morning, Master Li unlocked the doors of his school. Eon was indeed there waiting.

“Come inside, Mr Volker. We have some little chores to accomplish and then there is an exercise I shall set you while I attend to some paperwork before the first class of the day.”

“Yes, Sifu.”

Walking into the main training hall Slo Li gestured toward the changing rooms. “You may as well get changed now. I will be wearing my uniform all day so there is no reason you should not. In addition it will tell any visitors or other students that you have indeed been accepted as a student here.”

“Yes Sifu.”

Emerging back into the training hall, Eon was surprised to see Master Li methodically sweeping the room. On seeing Eon, he gestured towards the corner where a second broom was leaning.

“Join me, Mr Volker. Even without people wearing their outdoor shoes on the mats, dust still accumulates. This is an activity that needs to be repeated after every class, and all the students who attend that class participate. I normally perform this first one alone, but since you are going to be observing all the classes and not participating at this time, you may join me in this effort.”

“Yes, Sifu.”

The floor was large and the brooms were not. Eon set to work only for the Master to stop him.

“Too fast. Mr Volker. You are moving too fast. Look here.”

The sloth gestured to where a shaft of early sunlight had fallen near where Eon was working. Bright dust motes sparkled within it.

“Move slowly enough that you do not stir any of the dust you are sweeping into the air.”

“Yes, Sifu.”

Eon tried to match the pace of his broom to that of the old sloth’s but still managed to stir dust into the sunlight, while none seemed to arise from the Master’s work.

“You will have to work slower than I, Mr Volker. You see, I have learned more control than you and can proceed at a faster pace. The way of the slow fist does not prohibit motion as rapid as you can produce. Only motion more rapid than is necessary. And when sweeping floors or performing some other time consuming chore, faster than is necessary means faster than you can do it without undoing half your work in the process. If you are not sufficiently controlled, you must be slower so that your lack of control does not result in a mistake.”

“Yes, Sifu. Thank you.”

Eon slowed down. The only way he seemed to get even close to success was to move the broom at an almost glacial pace. He knew he had to keep its speed constant to succeed but while he was still kicking up a few motes of dust with every stroke of the broom, he found he couldn’t move it any slower. Whenever he tried he lost the constancy of its movement and the brooms movement turned into short pulses of faster movement that kicked up even more dust. With his face locked in a frown of concentration and gnawing his lower lip he persisted. He didn’t even notice the task was complete until the Master spoke.

“You did well.”

Looking up, he saw that he had swept maybe a tenth of the large room while the Master had completed the rest.

“I did not succeed, Sifu.”

“And I did not say that you did. I said you did well. You must not overthink. It brings tension. I am sure if I had put out the effort you did into a simple exercise, my face would be aching too. No matter how far you progress on this Way, Mr Volker never cease to beware of overthinking a matter. Even I have been guilty of that error, and more recently than you know.”

“If I may ask, Sifu, why did I not succeed?”

“If I knew that, young man, I would have already told you. I know what you did, that you discovered your ability to move slowly and your ability to control that movement are not in balance. Why they are unbalanced you must discover for yourself, but in the meantime there are exercises you can perform that will improve your control. I will teach them to you as you become capable of learning from them.”

“Thank you, Sifu.”

“We have half an hour until the first class. You will practice one of the exercises I mentioned earlier until then. We shall use the small room to your left.”

“Yes, Sifu.”

Slo Li set out two wooden stands, one topped with a bronze ball, and gestured to Eon to sit.

“Stretch out your arms at about a sixty degree angle. Yes, exactly like that.”

A single stand was moved under each outstretched paw.

“Now, hold your paws so that your thumbs are almost touching. Keep them like that and reach out to your left with right paw, pick up the ball and move it to the other stand.”

Eon did so. He found it surprisingly difficult to place the ball accurately so that it didn’t roll off the stand and the ball was heavier than it looked, but he managed it.

“You did not keep your paws in proximity, Mr Volker. Try it again the other way. Your left paw reaches the ball on the right stand and transfers it to the left. Your right paw stays in proximity to the left.”

Eon did as he was told. Or at least he thought he did.

“Now do it with your arms stretched out following the arc... And repeat, and repeat… You see the cycle?”

“Yes, Sifu.”

“That is the mechanics. The exercise is to perform that cycle continuously as slowly as you can without your paws stopping moving at any point. Please proceed, Mr Volker. It the ball falls, replace it and begin anew.”

“Yes, Sifu.”

“Remember what happened with the sweeping. You must be as close as possible to that line without crossing it. If you cross it, the ball will fall.”

“Yes, Sifu”

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Half an hour later, Eon was so lost in the exercise that he had no idea Slo Li had been watching him for ten minutes.

“You still move too fast, Mr Volker.”

As they put the equipment away and walked out to greet the day’s first class Eon smiled. “Not in everything, I don’t.”

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