He glanced in our direction, and I caught his attention with a wave.He glanced in our direction, and I caught his attention with a wave. He walked over. "What have you decided?" "I'm going to go get something to eat, first," Tana announced. "But I think topping you would be a great idea, Aaden. Get yourself ready." "Better yet," I smiled, walking around behind him. With a biocybe command one of the several things I had left on my work-sdisk back home appeared in my hands. "Don't move." I put the collar around his neck, locking in place and attaching a leash that was barely 75cm in length. "Much prettier." "Hey!" Aaden complained. "You don't expect me to wear this all night, do you?" I pulled him close from behind and hugged him, running my fingers through his fur and pressing my crotch against his buttocks. "Oh, come on, lover, you know you enjoy every moment." I nuzzled him softly. He's so sexy, even when he's being plaintive and and pouty. "I don't like wearing a collar!" He whined. "Hush, lover. Let's go." I tugged on it gently. He smiled and came along, following Tana and I into the buffet room and grabbing small bits of finger food. While we were eating, we met Tarrette, who was there with an incredibly beautiful human girl who was very tall and heavyset. The first thing she said to me was "His leash is too short." "Oh, I don't know," I said, smiling back and tugging on it again. He was standing behind me, and a quick yank had him pressed up against my back. "I live having him this close." "It's good to see you two again," Tarrette smiled. "Especially as a couple. Did P'nyssa come tonight?" "No, she didn't. You know this isn't her event." She nodded. "Still, I wish I could see her here." "Maybe someday. It's a slow process, Tarrette, and for most it never comes." "But you can _see_ it in her. I think I can." "She's accepting, Tarrette. Encouraging, even. She understands and approves of what we do here, she's just not part of it." Tarrette nodded. "So, what's going on with you two." "We're going to whip this poor boy here," Tana said, pointing to Aaden, "until he cries for mercy." Aaden let out a small "Eep!" I laughed. |