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reluctant but with a couple of gentle tugs on his leash, he was persuaded to leave his refuge.
    Gredar brought him over to the bed, but before he could place him on it, Filwui lifted his hands in protest.
    “Careful—they’re dirty things.”
    “Kirin’s not, and he’s got lovely manners.”
    “That’s not what your mother said.”
    “My mother had Buhi looking after him. The idiot doesn’t have the first idea how to care for an
    animal or a kit, you know that. Look at him—does he seem dirty? The biggest problem is that he’s probably
    cold all the time. Here, let him onto the bed.”
    Kirin sat down in his dainty fashion, hands folded over his groin—of course Filwui would notice that.
    “Is he hiding something?”
    “No, it’s just his way. Shhh, it’s all right, Kirin,” he murmured, tugging his pet’s hands away so
    Filwui could see his strange hair arrangement.
    “‘Kirin’?”
    “Yes, I know. A torgu name for an elsart creature. I might rename him. Right now, I’m just settling
    him in.” Filwui reached a hand out to touch Kirin’s braid—the jopa flinched and tried to move away from
    him. “Don’t tease him—but that reminds me, I was going to tidy this up. Want to help?”
    “I’ve never seen such a thing before, on a jopa or anything else.”
    “I know. I want to find out more about him—there might be more of his kind and we could breed
    them. They’d make excellent trade items at gatherings.”
    “Hmmm,” Filwui said, beginning to undo Kirin’s braid as Gredar fetched a brush. Kirin clearly didn’t
    like someone else being in the room, but considering his nervousness, he was behaving beautifully.
    Filwui had shifted his exploration from Kirin’s hair to his body—his lower body. As Kirin sat rigid,
    his paws in tight fists, Filwui stroked his fingers over those peculiar genitals. “Strange, very strange. Look—
    he’s getting excited.”
    “I don’t think he likes you touching him like that,” Gredar protested mildly.
    “Nonsense—he’s enjoying it. See? His kala is hard. Maybe we should find him a female to fuck. Poor
    thing will be lonely if we don’t get him mated.”
    Gredar very much doubted Kirin’s welfare was of any real interest to Filwui—his kala was though. It
    was a strange thing—blunt and rather thick, as thick and nearly as long as an adult daiyne’s even though the
    jopa’s body was less than half the size of any grown member of their clan. And it was also odd that the kala
    was hard without there being anything there for Kirin to fuck. Gredar tried to remember what a jopa’s kala
    normally looked like, but he had to confess he’d paid little attention to the animals before now, and their
    genitals were hidden in thick fur just as a daiyne’s was. It might be that any jopa would look like this if they
    were shaved—he’d have to ask Jilen about it.
    Filwui suddenly bent and sniffed hard at Kirin’s kala, then licked it, making Gredar’s pet cry out.
    Gredar touched Filwui’s shoulder. “What are you—?”
    “It’s...Gredar, you have to....” Filwui’s voice was rather strangled and harsh. He ran his hand roughly
    over Kirin’s groin then shoved it into Gredar’s face, against his nose. “Can’t you smell it? Taste it?”
    It was...rather musky, salty, and not particularly pleasant. “Filwui, I don’t....”
    Suddenly, it hit, like...having claws in his hips and a tongue on his kala...he felt hot and desperate
    to.... “Paznitl! Filwui, I need....”
    “Me too!” Filwui bent over the bed, his swishing tail demanding attention. “Now! Gredar!”
    Gredar needed no urging, finding Filwui’s taeng open and ready for him, but even as he fucked
    Filwui so hard he was sure he had to be causing an injury, he was amazed at his reaction. What was in
    Kirin’s scent that was so potent?
    He spent very quickly, his hips jerking in the aftershocks, and then, exhausted from the sudden
    passion and lust so rapidly sated, he hung over