Hanabi

"This isn't going to work." "Shut up Hanabi. Do you want your mate or not?" "I look stupid in this get up." "You look great. Better than I expected actually. Those stupid cow tits of yours will have him drooling like he's a wolf instead of a human." "Indeed, and clearly bathing more than once a moon is a good start to making yourself a respectable wife. Consider trying that. Once he's yours, you can even take baths with your husband... though that might well end up with you having a few puppies." "...How does taking a bath with him lead to puppies?" "...Masaka. You really don't know anything do you? When a man and a woman take a- You know what? You'll figure it out. You have your instincts at least, and he probably knows where everything fits, now shut up, he should be here soon." "You really think he's going to come?" "Of course. You don't ignore an invitation from some of the most talented geisha in the city when they ask you to tea!" You suppress a chuckle as you wait around the corner from the entrance of the Green Pheasant's Feather, a tea house famous for it's courtesans. The owners, and the top talent, were Maiko and Mai, twin sisters that were known for having tongues as sharp as they were beautiful. The third voice was why you were here. Hanabi, your childhood friend and a ronin regularly employed by your family from the wolf packs your father had made an alliance with in the Northern parts of your realm.

You were the third son of a samurai family, with no chance of inheriting without your brothers dying, gods forbid, and you had quite a bit more freedom because of it. You'd grown up in the woods, acting more like a ranger one of the Westerners had told you about long ago than a proper samurai. Your archery was second to none and you became quite talented with a sword. While strong in the saddle, you were far more comfortable on foot and you could climb like a monkey. It was in these youthful adventures in the mountains near your father's castle that you'd met Hanabi and her pack. The wolves were mostly allied with your father, though they roamed a bit and could be difficult allies to call on, and they'd welcomed you in their camp as his son, especially when you'd taken a fine stag with your bow and made a gift of it to the pack, which was the mark of adulthood for the wolfkin. A fellow 'adult', was Hanabi, a pup around your age. She had endless interest in the rest of the world, and took to the bow and the sword like a fish took to water.

Before long once you'd become a man, and Hanabi a fine woman, you were secretly equipping her with weapons and armor and hired her into your father's army as a mercenary. She made good coin that way, and you were able to keep her close, and introduce her to your father. While marrying Hanabi was unthinkable... that had been while your father still lived. He was gone. Your brother was lord now, and his son would be his heir.

So when Maiko and Mai had come to you, and told you how Hanabi had been getting drunk regularly in their establishment and inevitably ended up a mess in the back as she 'tried to figure out how to win you', you wanted to do right by the lupine beauty. Maiko and Mai also wanted to help Hanabi, even if it was just making her your concubine, thus them coming and playing matchmaker.

You'd thought about it for all of a minute before you'd made your decision. It had hurt your heart to hear about Hanabi like that, but had given you a great deal of joy to know that your crush on the wolf woman was far from unrequited. A marriage bond would firm up your family's relationship up with Hanabi's pack, and she was a proven warrior. With your father passed on and your brother more or less not caring what you did as long as you weren't after his head and were helping the clan. Well. Hanabi was here to seduce you, and you were here to sweep her off her feet. Always nice when both parties had mutually compatible goals wasn't it?

What you weren't prepared for was just how good Hanabi cleaned up! When you round the corner you almost stumble. Her breasts were indeed large, and spilling of out of her kimono. Just enough coverage to not be a whore, but more than enough to entice you. She was showing more of her lush, silky black fur than you'd seen since you were children together, and with a little make up, Hanabi looked like a high class lady, and not some rough and tumble ronin. A little more work, and she'd look fine as could be at family meals, even if truly taming your shewolf was all but impossible... but that's just the way you loved her too.

Maiko bows deep. "Okaerinasaimase, goshujin-sama! Thank you for accepting our humble invitation. We have a new girl and we wanted to showcase her many talents to you. Hanabi-chan, please take goshujin-sama to the room we prepared earlier. I'll fetch tea and snacks while you entertain him." Maiko's smile said she was rather pleased with how things were going as both sisters bow again and shuffle off into the tea house. Hanabi waits for them to leave, then bows herself. "Please follow me... Danae-sama."

The change in title was not lost on you in the slightest. Hanabi was already addressing you as her husband! Bold and direct, like you expected from your dear friend. Maiko and Mai would likely have been furious if they'd heard, because you had no doubt that was all Hanabi, nothing the girls would have coached her on. You follow Hanabi to a small room and take a seat as she rushes off to fetch you tea. The sound of a shamisen being played echoes from somewhere as Hanabi rejoins you, eager to serve... Eager to begin trying to seduce you.

You've been married to your darling wife Hanabi for six months now. The beautiful shewolf was... a diamond in the rough, emphasis on the rough, but you loved her all the same. She'd also been growing more refined as a woman as time had gone on, spending time with your mother and sisters had most certainly helped in that regard.

She did still wear her swords with her kimono... but you actually liked that.

Tonight one of the servant girls had urgently called to the private chambers for your family. Apparently Hanabi had summoned food, drink, then ordered all the servants to make themselves scarce after sending the maid who'd come to you to fetch you.

It was spring. So it was probably that. Hanabi was in heat.

Which meant she'd cleared everyone out for non stop puppy making sex.

You hurry to your quarters and can hear Hanabi whining softly, eager for your attention in your bedroom. The futon's laid out in the middle of the day, and Hanabi's fine clothes are on the floor, the nude shewolf on all fours on the futon. She looks at you and wordlessly lifts her tail, revealing her soaked, inflamed sex as she lets out another lusty whine.