Tigereans and Weres: a short
July 23rd
It was a clear moon and star lit evening, made even better by a few adjustments to the distortion field on the back yard and the fact that I had all the lights in the house and the yard turned off. I was watching the few clouds in the sky drift around and I was idly watching the stars twinkle at me and keeping cool in the pool as well. My mind must have been drifting with the clouds, as I never heard Sh'Meral 'port in and climb into the pool with me. It could have also been the Kiltlifter* and the Russian Imperial Stout** as well- while alcohol and therianthropes generally didn't mix, I was largely safe in my human form, although it hit me a bit harder then a normal human of my size and weight. I was staring up at the sky and just wandering when I felt something like a warm, wet fur rug press against my back as Sh'Meral came up behind me. "I was somewhat worried about you when you did not answer your comm, so me and Ch'Mrr came over. Once we saw you back here, and the bottles by the sink, we had something of an inkling of what was going on. Ch'Mrr went back to get the Jeep and pick up some pizza for us. Care to talk about whatever it is that’s bothering you?"
I sighed, and nodded. The events of the past two weeks was still fresh in my mind, right down to the kamikaze bomber from three days ago. Oh, we managed to pass off the containment shield I threw around the bomber as an 'defensive shield projector' that the Tigereans possessed, and it was all completely classed as self defense, but it still bothered me greatly. That, and everything else just made for a great big mess in my mind, and I wasn't quite certain how to untangle it all. "I think. But let’s go inside first, I don’t think this is a good place to talk about everything."
Sh'Meral nodded, and then said with a smirk, "Well, the first thing we’ll need to do is get you out of that sopping wet swimsuit."
I grabbed my swim trunks and tried valiantly to hold on to them. "But I'm not out of the pool yet, silly."
Sh'Meral shook her head and played along. "Nope, those need to come off, or you’ll catch yourself a cold."
I was trying to make my way over to the ladder- part of the game we had agreed to a couple dates ago with the pool was that the ladder was a 'safe' area- If you had one foot on the ladder, you couldn't be pantsed, and I was trying to ease myself over there. As usual, I didn't make it- She was too fast and too strong, and my shorts made it out of the pool first after being bunched up and wrung out. At least the distortion field kept things private as I made my way out of the pool and into the changing room to grab a towel and dry off. Sh'Meral joined me, closing the door, and proceeded to help towel me dry, in exchange for me helping to towel her dry, which was mildly amusing, to say the least. She at least did the girly bits, leaving the long and somewhat wide expanse of back and most of her tail to me to dry off and avoid the inevitable mortification. Things did not improve for the home team when she motioned to a brush sitting on the table with her tunic and asked me to brush her fur down.
I was easing the cramp out of both hands as we went back inside, and Sh'Meral had me get a couple more towels out of the linen closet to spread on the couch. After I got them spread out on the couch, She proceed to grab me, and together we snuggled on the couch. When we both were comfortable, I felt her paws reach around my head, and I heard her mutter, "Now, let us see what is distressing my dear friend so much that he has a black cloud around him."
* http://www.fourpeaks.com/Beers.asp
**http://www.stonebrew.com/irs/
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It was a clear moon and star lit evening, made even better by a few adjustments to the distortion field on the back yard and the fact that I had all the lights in the house and the yard turned off. I was watching the few clouds in the sky drift around and I was idly watching the stars twinkle at me and keeping cool in the pool as well. My mind must have been drifting with the clouds, as I never heard Sh'Meral 'port in and climb into the pool with me. It could have also been the Kiltlifter* and the Russian Imperial Stout** as well- while alcohol and therianthropes generally didn't mix, I was largely safe in my human form, although it hit me a bit harder then a normal human of my size and weight. I was staring up at the sky and just wandering when I felt something like a warm, wet fur rug press against my back as Sh'Meral came up behind me. "I was somewhat worried about you when you did not answer your comm, so me and Ch'Mrr came over. Once we saw you back here, and the bottles by the sink, we had something of an inkling of what was going on. Ch'Mrr went back to get the Jeep and pick up some pizza for us. Care to talk about whatever it is that’s bothering you?"
I sighed, and nodded. The events of the past two weeks was still fresh in my mind, right down to the kamikaze bomber from three days ago. Oh, we managed to pass off the containment shield I threw around the bomber as an 'defensive shield projector' that the Tigereans possessed, and it was all completely classed as self defense, but it still bothered me greatly. That, and everything else just made for a great big mess in my mind, and I wasn't quite certain how to untangle it all. "I think. But let’s go inside first, I don’t think this is a good place to talk about everything."
Sh'Meral nodded, and then said with a smirk, "Well, the first thing we’ll need to do is get you out of that sopping wet swimsuit."
I grabbed my swim trunks and tried valiantly to hold on to them. "But I'm not out of the pool yet, silly."
Sh'Meral shook her head and played along. "Nope, those need to come off, or you’ll catch yourself a cold."
I was trying to make my way over to the ladder- part of the game we had agreed to a couple dates ago with the pool was that the ladder was a 'safe' area- If you had one foot on the ladder, you couldn't be pantsed, and I was trying to ease myself over there. As usual, I didn't make it- She was too fast and too strong, and my shorts made it out of the pool first after being bunched up and wrung out. At least the distortion field kept things private as I made my way out of the pool and into the changing room to grab a towel and dry off. Sh'Meral joined me, closing the door, and proceeded to help towel me dry, in exchange for me helping to towel her dry, which was mildly amusing, to say the least. She at least did the girly bits, leaving the long and somewhat wide expanse of back and most of her tail to me to dry off and avoid the inevitable mortification. Things did not improve for the home team when she motioned to a brush sitting on the table with her tunic and asked me to brush her fur down.
I was easing the cramp out of both hands as we went back inside, and Sh'Meral had me get a couple more towels out of the linen closet to spread on the couch. After I got them spread out on the couch, She proceed to grab me, and together we snuggled on the couch. When we both were comfortable, I felt her paws reach around my head, and I heard her mutter, "Now, let us see what is distressing my dear friend so much that he has a black cloud around him."
* http://www.fourpeaks.com/Beers.asp
**http://www.stonebrew.com/irs/
This entry was originally posted at http://tiger.dreamwidth.org/18518.html. Please comment there using OpenID.