Episode 3:
I like you, you stupid dog!

Leo strode over to the check-in desk of the hotel lobby. He was still in his leather pants his jacket open plainly exposing his well defined muscles for all to see. The front desk girl gave a polite bow to him not seeming the slightest bit surprised by the display. “Good evening Mr. Montone, your room is ready for you already. The penthouse suite on the top floor. Shall I send for someone to collect your’s and your partner's bags?”
Tracey flicked an ear at the mention of his last name, the first time she had heard it. Her cheeks darkened slightly at the commentary for calling her his partner and took a few polite steps back to not give the wrong impression.
“Good to hear. Does the suite have an adjoining bedroom or only one master bedroom?” The ram spoke casually, seeming not the slightest bit put off by the partner comment.
“Yes, sir. The penthouse floor plan has two bedrooms, each breaking off from the central living room. Both bedrooms have king size beds along with also having a private bathroom with hot tub and shower facilities. The central room has complementary wet bar and a fully stocked kitchen. Of course we will be happy to bring you anything you request as well.” The young feline attendant artfully describes the accommodations as if she had spoken the lines hundreds of times in the past.
Leo turns and looks back at Tracey with a questioning glance, his eyes all business and confident as he gazed into her own icy blue pools. “Is that acceptable, or would you prefer your own private suite?”
The wolf found herself blushing at the words and looking away quickly. “I don’t want to cost you more money, that will be fine if I have privacy.”
The ram turned back to the young woman and gave a nod. “See that both our sets of bags are brought up to my room then.” The young feline bowed to him again as he turned and moved towards the elevator. Tracey follows a few steps behind him, not saying a word.
Stepping into the elevator Tracey pressed the top most button for him and it began it’s ascent upwards. The wolf looked back behind her, it was one of the glass lined elevators that faced outside while it moved up the building. She had always loved this kind of elevator ever since she was a child. Resting her fingertips on the handrail she looked out the window of a wall, watching the view of the city slowly spread out before her while they moved.
Glancing over at her casually, the ram found his eyes fixated on the dog next to him. She was gazing out the glass a sad look in her eyes, but her long heavy white tail seemed to be wagging faintly while she watched the view. The neon lights of the city made her white hair and ears look reflective and shiny. He found himself just staring at her, a stoic guardian wolf taking a moment of respite.
Tracey didn’t notice the elevator halt and the doors open. She just looked out over the sprawling view of the city silently. Her ears finally perked up and she came back down to earth a few moments later, taking a quick look around the elevator. Leo was standing there smiling at her, his foot over the threshold of the door, keeping the elevator held on the floor so she could take her time to enjoy the view.
The wolf looked into his eyes awkwardly, then she huffed out and moved a hand to hold the elevator doors, a cue for the ram to go out first. Leo turned and strode from the elevator without a word, his bodyguard taking up her position behind him.
The elevator opened up to a small square lobby with a set of double doors. Tracey moved for the door and Leo threw a hand up in front of her, halting her. He then gave the wolf a grin and pulled the door open himself and held it for her. “It’s just us, no need to put on airs.” He spoke the words gently and motioned for her to go in.
The wolf perked her ears as she felt her cheeks burn slightly while trotting into the suite. The room opened up into a large den that could fit her apartment in it five times over. There was a large sectional sofa in the center, a TV on the wall that looked about three times the size of hers, and two small desks.
The ram shut the door behind her and walked past her with a smile. “I think I’m safe here, so you can cut the stoic guardian dog act.”
Tracey eased her shoulders and put her hands on her hips. “Holding the door for me?” She spoke the words, cheeks a little red as she grinned at the ram.
“Can I not be a gentleman to you?” Leo asked with an amused grin, mimicking her and putting his own hands on his hips.
“I dunno, does that actually work for you with your groupies?” The wolf gives a toothy grin and turns to walk into the open den area, making movements towards the balcony. 
“Hey… can you lay off with the groupie commentary?” Leo speaks out behind her, following her. There was a bit of heat to his voice now.
The wolf puts a hand on the balcony door but turns back to huff at the ram and give him that flat look she did back at the venue. “Yeah? Does it rub you the wrong way?”
“Yes, it fucking does!” The ram shows his teeth, crossing his arms over his bare chest.
Tracey moves from the door and faces him dead on now, putting her hands on her hips once more, looking into Leo’s eyes. “Why does it bother you?”
His green eyes meet her blue ones and there was hesitation in his voice before he shores up his resolve and speaks out sharply. “Look, Tracey. I know the pop star stereotype, but I’m not some groupie banging, drug snorting, raving alcoholic!”
“Oh?” The wolf crosses her arms over her stomach, having the same effect it always did. “Then what do you do?” She looked upon the ram curiously now, then flicked an ear sharply as he blushed and averted his eyes from her, trying to understand the sudden shift in his posture.
“W-well… when I’m on the bus between shows I like to read books. I also play my guitar.” The idol spoke the words and moved next to the wolf. She blinked at him as he grabbed the door of the balcony and pulled it open for her and held it.
The information shocked her, she didn’t see him as the scholarly type, and never saw him with an instrument in his hand the whole show. The wolf moved out onto the balcony, placing her hands on the guardrail and looked out over the city scape. The rain had stopped for the time being; the cold crisp air of the evening had fully set in. “Books and a guitar eh? I didn’t see you playing one at the show.”
“I didn’t say I was good at it.” Leo shrugged a shoulder while moving over to the guardrail also looking out over the view next to her. The cold didn’t seem to be bothering him despite his chest mostly being exposed.
Tracey could still smell him, he hadn’t cleaned up yet and even in the cool crisp air he stunk of musk and sweat. It wasn’t a bad scent by any means, in fact she found herself wanting to get closer to him. She clenched her teeth growling at the internal struggle and thrashed her tail about a few times thinking to herself. What are you, a teenager? Knock it off you dumb dog... 
“What do you do for fun on your downtime?” Leo returned the question, prodding to learn more about his new bodyguard.
Tracey thought about it for a moment, happy to have the distraction from his scent. “Well I clean my guns, watch baseball, and study on my phone.”
“Again with the guns...” The ram clicked his tongue sharply and looked away.
“Yes, Leo. Again with the guns. I like guns. I like to clean them and I like to shoot them at the firing range. I enjoy taking them apart and putting them back together. It doesn’t mean I enjoy shooting people with them.” The wolf growled the words, the agitation in her voice evident.
“Uhuh… I hate them.” The ram spat the words out in a matter of fact tone.
The wolf flicked her pierced ear curiously. “Why is that?”
“If I tell you, will you tell me why you freaked out about my stars earlier?” The ram looked at her with a raised brow, proposing a trade for the knowledge.
“I don’t care that much.” Tracey quickly shot the trade down, turning and walking away from the ram, leaving him on the balcony.
“H-hey!” Leo quickly gave chase after her while she walked back into the suite. “Is it really that bad?”
The wolf remained silent as she moved over to the wet bar attached to the kitchen area and dug around in the shelves before finding some rum. “Yes, it’s that bad.” She growled the words while pulling down a glass and filled it with ice from the freezer before pouring some rum into it.
“Does it have to do with your shoulder?” Leo prodded the topic curiously, moving to the otherside of the bar.
“Can you mind your own fucking business, sheep?!” Tracey growled the words, showing her sharp canines once again. Then returned to the fridge digging around in it and letting out a frustrated huff.
“What are you looking for?” The sheep said dryly.
“Cola, I wanted rum and cola.” She fussed the words with a childish pout and pushed the door closed.
Leo walked over to the phone and snatched it up. “Yo, bring me a bottle of cola. I dunno, just bring both kinds. Yep.” He hung the phone up and returned to the bar.
“Thanks...” Tracey spoke the words and looked down at her partially made drink.
“Will you make me one too?” The ram asked her pointely.
“Sure, that’s no big deal.” The wolf spoke the words as she got down another glass and filled it with ice, adding a few shots of rum to it and setting it next to hers.
“I only prodded because I want to know more about you. We’re going to be working together for a wh-”
“I never agreed to the fucking tour!” The wolf barked the words and slapped her hand down on the bar, tail fluffing up, her teeth showing.
Leo looked away and said nothing, just tapping his fingertips on the bar while she glared at him. Tracey grunted and slid her hand off the counter and put the bottle of rum away. “I didn’t say I wouldn’t either...”
“What’s your problem, do you hate me that much already?” Leo asked her point blank, shifting his gaze back to hers intently.
Tracey met his sharp green eyes and chewed on her words for a few heartbeats before answering. “Why do you seem to give a fuck one way or another? When I first saw you, you were just barking orders like some sassy little diva. Now you’re sitting here acting worried about me. What’s in it for you?!”
The ram grit his teeth while pushing away from the bar, walking out into the den as he pushed his arms out. “Because if I act like a fucking diva and run everyone off; no one gets in the cracks and hurts me!”
The wolf scowled at the words and moved over around the bar; looked the ram over with a calculated look, hesitating before asking. “Then why are you trying to get into my cracks?” The dog growled the words looking serious then blushed brightly and flicked her ears up, the words processing in her head.
The ram snorts out a laugh and gives the wolf a grin. “W-wow… that was...”
“Shut the fuck up!” Tracey barks the words, fists clenched and tail thrashing about, her cheeks flushed heavily red.
Leo fights back more laughter and gives the wolf an amused grin before composing himself. “I don’t know...”
“What?” The dog huffs out, trying to compose herself as well.
“I don’t fucking know, okay?” The idol opens his hands as he looked her over. “You said it yourself. I can have a groupie any time I want. I could have cherry picked from any of those girls back stage tonight and they would have willingly came along and did anything I wanted. It’s not because I’m hard up to get laid I can tell you that, it’s something I could get anytime I wanted.”
A knock sounds from the door and Tracey instantly shifts her posture as she grips at one of her gloves, tail going rigid with her teeth showing. The ram rolls his eyes and walks past her to get the door. “Relax guard dog, it’s just the room service.” 
Leo collects the two bottles of cola and moves over to the bar setting them down near the drinks. The ram then gives the wolf an expectant look and smiles at her, his eyes meeting hers with a playful glint in them. “So you were going to make me a drink?”
Tracey stares at the ram for a long moment before easing her shoulders and moving over to the bar. She ignores the diet cola and goes right for the normal one. A few moments later she had stirred up two rum and cola sliding one in front of her to Leo.
He accepts the drink with a smile and takes a sip of it, then fights back a cough at the burn. “Damn… how much rum is in this?”
“Two shots worth, you’re just a sissy.” Tracey speaks the words in a matter of fact tone as she drinks on her own cocktail moving from the bar wagging her tail about, happy for the burn. Truth be told her’s had about five shots worth in it and was probably more rum than cola.
“Fuck you! This is a lot more than two shots!” Leo growls the words defensively as he collects his drink and follows after the wolf.
Tracey gives the idol a grin, showing her sharp teeth. “Nah, it’s just not pansy ass beer. C’mon sheep, I even added extra cola to yours to kill the burn.” She held the glass near his own letting him see the darker color of his drink compared to her’s.
Leo glares at the wolf then takes a big gulp of the drink, his eyes watering and almost coughing as he swallows it down. Tracey purses her lips and lets out a snort of laughter. “S-shut up damn it!” The ram snaps out, his cheeks growing redder.
The two settle onto the sectional for several minutes. Leo keeps occasionally sipping his drink, trying to get used to the burn. The ram noticed the wolf staring at him and looks back at her, his cheeks a little darker thanks to the small amount of alcohol in his system from the cocktail and the two beers he had earlier.
Tracey watches him all flushed and embarrassed as she is giving him a small smile, taking a long look in those green eyes of his. Leo sees her staring and breaks the eye contact first, looking away. “What?”
“You smell...” The wolf huffs the words with a grin, feeling the confidence well up in her chest from her drink.
The ram blinks and lifts his droopy ears and looks at her in confusion. “Is that an insult?”
“No, it’s a compliment. I’m saying you stink of sweat and musk and it’s driving me crazy...” The dog growls the words, rolling the ice around in her glass, her drink already gone.
The ram awkwardly shifts in his seat and scoots down a seat from the wolf. “W-why the fuck are you smelling me!?”
Tracey gives the ram another grin then shrugs her shoulder before standing and moving back to the bar for more rum. “I’m a dog, it’s what we do. I can’t help it if my nose is sensitive.” She looks the ram over as she pours a few more shots of rum straight into the glass without any cola and drinks it down with a loud huff, feeling it burn all the way down.
Leo looks down at his half finished drink then takes another gulp of it, the wolf proceeding to go back over and taking a seat across from him. She props her elbows on her knees and leans forward, flicking her ears. “Besides… weren’t you smelling me earlier?” She huffs the words in an unusually playful tone, giving the ram another hungry look, her eyes wandering over his body. “Huffing and smelling the doggy so close to you~”
His ears lifted at the question. “Uh… n-no?” The ram shifts awkwardly in his seat from being called out, he hadn’t realized she caught him earlier in the day.
“When I was doing your makeup? Could've sworn I heard you breathing heavier… am I... mistaken?” The wolf gives the ram a confused look, her tail thumping on the sofa heavily now, feeling her body growing warm from the alcohol and eager from his scent but the shift in topic putting her on edge and made her question her confidence.
“Y-you are! Why would I want to smell you?! That would just be weird!” The ram looked away his cheeks dark, his heart thumping as he recalled the scent of her, the wild feral odor of a predator and how it made him eager to get closer to her.
“Oh...” The wolf flicked her ears down, her tone of voice sounded disappointed her eyes darting to the side, looking away from him awkwardly. The eager hopeful sensation in her body came to a screeching halt. “My... apologies for making you feel... weird.”
The ram felt his stomach twist in a knot as the wolf folded her ears looking dejected. “W-wait a sec, that’s not what I was meaning! I don’t feel awkward at all.”
Tracey huffs out through her nose, taking a few moments to focus herself. She knew she was getting a little too loose with the drinking and now here she was making the poor ram feel awkward and herself look like a fool. “Nah, it’s cool Leo. I’m sorry for putting you on the spot… I was out of line.” The dog stands with a little effort, feeling the room just ever so slightly seem to shift under her feet, but nothing she couldn’t handle.
“Look you didn’t make me feel awkward, Tracey. I promise!” The ram huffed the words and quickly rose to his feet when he saw the dog misstep briefly.
The wolf gave him a sad smile as she shook her head seeing him backpedaling, trying to not make her feel bad. “You’re a sweet little sheep, sorry an old dog like me started saying such weird things.” She gave him a playful wave and turned to move to the adjoining bedroom.
“You didn’t say anything weird, I promise.” Leo spoke the words, then bit his lower lip. “Look I was sme-”
“It’s fine!” The wolf growls the words, heat filling her voice as she pulls the door open to her room. Of course he would be weirded out by the smells comment, of course he wouldn’t want to hear that from someone older like her, she should have kept her mouth shut. “Apologies for creeping you out Leo, but… thanks for drinking with me tonight. I’m sorry I fucked it up.”
“W-wait… you don’t…” The door closed and he was left standing there alone in the den, the scent of the wolf lingering in the air and in his nose. “Have to go...”
Tracey fell into the big empty bed face down into the pillows, she didn’t bother unlacing her boots or undressing. “Stupid… weak… and stupid...” The wolf groaned the words with a slur, letting out a defeated sigh as she closed her eyes. “The fuck were you even thinking...” A loud crack of thunder filled the air and she heard the sound of rain drops pelt the glass door leading to the balcony. 
“Sure, why not...” Feeling her eyes burning behind her eyelids a few tears rolled down her cheeks into the bedding. The extra shots she had finally kicked in as everything became numb and didn’t matter. She slipped into an inky void of sleep, no dreams, no thoughts, just emptiness.

It was late morning before Tracey pulled from her drink induced slumber. The wolf huffed out with a loud yawn before a boom of thunder rocked out, making her ears jerk upwards. She climbed from the bed, rubbing her head as she walked over to the balcony door looking out. All she saw were clouds and heard rain pouring down in sheets.
With a dejected sigh she moved to the bed she unlaced her boots, stripping out of her clothes and went to get a shower. She eyed the hot tub on the way, her shoulder aching and making her lament she hadn’t used it last night.
The shower was hot and she soaked in the stream of water for several minutes, enjoying not having to worry about the hot water going. By the time she was done bathing and grooming her shoulder felt much better from the heat. The wolf finished fluffing and drying her large heavy tail then moved to the bed with a brush. She sat there with the majority of her tail pulled around in her lap, brushing it while she hummed to herself.
A knock sounded at her door and her ears lifted. “It’s open.” She was fully dressed except for her bare feet so she wasn’t concerned about privacy.
Leo opened the door slowly as if to make sure she was decent, then pulled it fully open. The ram was dressed in blue jeans and a black tank top. The top really showed off the definition of his arms, the sleek muscles and tone blending well along with the subtle sculpting along his back and shoulders.
Tracey thought the look suited the young man and gave him a small smile. Then a brief memory of last night hit her and she looked away awkwardly while still brushing her tail. “Good morning, Leo. Did you sleep well?”
He frowned as he saw her look away and stepped into the room, he was also barefoot. “Well enough, you?”
“Like a rock.” Tracey spoke the words in as neutral of a tone as she could muster, keeping her eyes down at her tail while she brushed it. She jerked her ears up as she felt the bed shift as Leo sat down next to her.
The ram rested his hands on his knees and glanced over at the dog next to him. “Hey look, about last night...”
Tracey clenched her teeth, recalling the situation and how she sounded. “Let’s not talk about it...”
“No. I want to say something!” Leo prodded the topic.
“Well I don’t want to hear it!” Tracey snarled the words back, glaring and showing her teeth.
The ram scowled and simply spoke out. “I WAS smelling you yesterday.”
Tracey flinched at the words and said nothing as she kept brushing her tail, looking away from the ram, refusing to make eye contact.
“I thought you smelled good, I was just afraid to say anything. I didn’t want to offend you, or make you angry.” The ram snapped the words out pointedly and rose from the bed. “S-so… that’s how it is. Sorry if I pissed you off first thing in the morning.”
He stalked away from the bed towards the door and the wolf drooped her ears while still brushing her tail out slowly. “Thanks, even if you’re probably just sparing my feelings. You’re a nice guy, Leo.”
The ram spun around on his heel and put his hands on his hips. “I’m not being nice, I’m speaking the truth. I like how you smell Tracey.”
The wolf looked up at the ram, he was just throwing it out there so brazenly and she felt her heart rate increase, her cheeks burning while she looked into his blazing green eyes. She could tell he wasn’t lying. “T-thanks… I like how you smell too...” The wolf sucks a breath in through her teeth and looks away. “Gawd this is so awkward sounding...”
The ram laughs a bit and shakes his head. “I know right? We sound like a couple of teenagers or something.”
The dog smiles while nodding as she finished the last strokes on her tail and stood up. She wags it heavily a few times, looking it over. Leo watches her the whole while, his eyes watching her curvy hips and ass sway while she wags her fluffy tail. The ram huffs through his nose and then jumps slightly as the wolf cuts her eyes up to meet his, a silent acknowledgement she knew he was looking.
“Something on your mind, Leo?” Tracey spoke the words calmly as she pulls some socks out of her bag, sitting at the side of the bed to pull  them on.
“I… I was just admiring your tail. It’s really lovely.” The ram speaks the words  hesitantly.
“Yeah? Thank you, I don’t put nearly as much work into grooming it as I should.” The wolf smiles earnestly and feels her cheeks burn while she wags her tail and starts to lace her boots on.
“Ah… s-so, I’ve never known a canine before and I’m not sure if this is super faux pas but… can I touch it?” The ram blurts the words out in an almost apologetic tone.
Tracey registers the words and blinks several times, not sure what to make of them. Her tail was sensitive in all the right ways depending on how it was touched. It was a rather intimate gesture to be sure. Still she kind of wanted the ram to touch her. She bit her lip thinking on it for a few moments before nodding. “It’s very sensitive near the base… will you stay away from there?”
“Yes of course! I mean… if you would rather not, it’s okay to tell me no. I won’t be mad I promise!” The ram spoke the words out nervously like a teenager confessing a crush. Tracey grinned and found the whole thing very endearing.
The wolf finished putting her other boot on and sat fully up on the bed. She looked at the ram, patting the bed next to her where he had been sitting. “Okay come here then.”
Leo quickly moved over to her and sat down on the bed eagerly. The wolf hesitated for a moment then flicked her tail and laid it across the ram’s lap. The young man was quick to touch her, feeling the soft fur against his fingertips. “Wow it’s really soft...” The ram spoke out cheerfully, his fingertips coursing through the fur eagerly.
“Did you expect it to be rough and coarse?” Tracey asked him quietly, a blush on her face while she felt his strong fingers running along the length, sending a shiver up her spine. She hadn’t had someone touch her tail like this in years.
“I wasn’t sure what to expect, but this is great… it’s so soft, I just want to lay on it and use it as a pillow!” Leo spoke the words cheerfully with a grin, his nails dragging through the fur again and again.
“G-glad you are having fun.” The wolf squirmed a little at all the touching then her ears jerked up sharply and she let out a shocked yip as his fingers got a little too far up towards the base where it was overly sensitive. “Huff! T-that’s enough damn it!”
Leo grit his teeth and jerked his hands away obediently. “Sorry!”
Tracey let out a little shudder and shook her head. “It’s… it’s fine!”
The ram stood up and gave the wolf a smile. “Thanks for letting me touch it, I’m sorry if it was awkward.”
“I said It’s fine for fuck sakes!” Tracey barked the words out louder than she expected, her cheeks were still flushed.
A grin was Leo’s answer to her statement, as if he had a feeling he knew what he did. “Well… I will be outside. Come out when you’re ready and we can get some breakfast.” The ram quickly slipped from her room; pulling the door closed.
The wolf let out a ragged huff and bit her lower lip, contemplating another shower, this time a cold one.

“So what do you feel like for breakfast?” The ram asked her while moving his two suitcases to the front of the den for the bellhop to collect.
“You’re asking me?” Tracey asked with confusion in her voice. The wolf  flicked her tail and folded her arms against her stomach. “I’m your bodyguard, Leo. I go wherever I need to go.”
He blushed as she moved herself into that position once again, it made her chest push out heavily the black top snug against her form and really showcasing her size. “Ah… well I want to take you somewhere you would enjoy, is that so bad?” Leo spoke the words softly and cut his eyes away.
Tracey looked perplexed at his reaction, again trying to figure out why he had the awkward body language shift. “Hey...”
“Yes?” Leo spoke up once more, putting a hand on his hip.
“Why do you keep averting your eyes like that? Am I doing something that bothers you?” The wolf prodded the ram for an answer, not liking the trend he was showing.
“Y-you don’t… uh...” Leo looked down and rubbed the back of his head.
“Fucking hell, sheep! Just spit it out already!” The wolf snarled the words, her patience wearing thin.
Leo glared at her snappy words and stomped a foot. “Do you have to be such a bitch about it?”
“Yes! Now spit it out!” Tracey growled the words and thrashed her tail about.
The ram scowled and stomped his foot again before chewing on his lower lip for a moment before finally just spitting the words out. “Your tits look amazing when you do that! I didn’t want to be rude and stare.”
Tracy felt her face flush a deep crimson at the words. “W-when I do what?”
“That! With your arms! It makes them squish together and push up. You didn’t realize it?!” Leo huffs the words, his own cheeks darkened as he explained the stance.
“Are you fucking with me?” Tracey snarled the words and stomped back over to the bed room and looked in the mirror at herself then crossed her arms over her stomach, her eyes going wide at the change in her breasts. “Son of a bitch… I’ve been doing this for years!”
“I mean… I’m not complaining.” Leo speaks the words at her with a playful grin.
“Shut up you perverted sheep!” Tracey barks the words and grabs up her two duffle bags, tossing them next to his in the den, her cheeks flushed. “First you grope my tail, and now you’re ogling my tits.”
“I wasn’t trying to grope or ogle anything!” Leo fusses out in defense of himself.
The dog paces about a little and blushes as she puts a hand to her cheek, thinking about all the times she had done that, especially recently around Leo. No wonder the ram kept looking away. “F-fine… to make it up to me, you’ve got to take me somewhere with french toast.”
“French toast?” The idol asked, confusion showing in his voice.
“Breakfast you dense damn sheep! You asked me what I wanted.”
“Oh, Right. Wait a second why am I making anything up to you? I didn’t tell you to cross your arms and shove your tits out!” The ram interjects but he was already gathering the last of his things to leave.
“Stop arguing with me, damn it.” Tracey growls the words and snatches him by the wrist, dragging him out of the suite, her cheeks furiously red. Leo grins as she pulls him along, his own smaller tail flicking about.

“Why are you putting up with my shitty attitude?” The wolf asks the question while prodding at the few scraps of her breakfast that remained. They had slipped into a small diner style restaurant for breakfast.
“I’m not putting up with anything, Tracey.” The ram speaks the words gently, sipping on his coffee. His blue and white hair was tucked up under a large knit hat to hide it from the public eye.
“Bullshit… I know I’m a raving bitch, so why are you still even talking to me. Why were you so worried about keeping me around as a bodyguard.” The wolf sets her fork down and snatches her cup of tea, taking a long pull from it.
“I don’t know, I just felt like I should, okay? I like your attitude, I find it-”
“Refreshing, I remember.” The dog grunts and folds her ears, looking away as she cradles her tea cup in her hand enjoying the heat of it on her palms.
“Have you decided if you’re going to come with me?” The ram prodded the question after a few minutes of silence between them.
The wolf flicked her ears, going through several emotions before looking up at the green eyes of his. “I’ve not decided. Did you pay for my lodging, and get me breakfast in hopes of coaxing me?”
“No of course I didn’t!” Leo speaks the words, looking offended at the insinuation.
“They why do it?” Tracey huffs the words and sips her tea again.
“Because I like you.” The idol speaks the words in a matter of fact tone of voice.
The wolf grunts and flicks her ears up before looking away, growling. “Idiot… you don’t even know me.”
“Well then let me know you!” The ram huffs out softly and looks at the wolf hopefully.
“This again...” Tracey sighed and folded her ears, sipping her tea.
"Yeah… Maybe if I get to know you. I can convince you to stay as my bodyguard." The ram rubs at the back of his head. 
"Ha… You really are crazy! You think knowing about me will make me decide one way or another?" The wolf focuses on the ram’s green eyes and gives a wide hungry grin. “Fine, prove it!”
“What? How?” Leo blinks in confusion, seeing the wolf give him that hungry grin made his heart rate pace up several times, reminding him of last night.
Tracey takes her plate and moves it over, then does the same for his. The wolf then grins and drops her elbow on the table, flexing her hand. “Well?”
Leo blinks at her several times trying to process the whole scene. “Y-you want me to… arm wrestle you for it?”
“Yup!” The wolf flicks her tail with a playful grin. “Put your money where your mouth is sheep. Prove how much you want me.”
“B-but! You’re way too strong for me, there’s no way I could beat you!” The ram snaps the words out, cheeks dark and panic in his voice.
“Oh?” The wolf clicks her tongue as she speaks mockingly, “Guess there was no way I was going to stay with you then.” 
The dog looks away with a bored expression. Her ears then perk up as the ram shoves his palm into her grip and gives her a stubborn glare. “Heh… so rams really are stubborn eh?” The wolf growls the words in a challenging tone.
Leo gives a defiant snort through his nose as the two of them lock their fists together. Tracey huffs mockingly and flicks her tail. “Alright little sheep, on three. One… two… three!”
The wolf snaps her wrist forward feeling the ram offering resistance but drags his hand down until the top of his palm was a few inches from the table top. “Come on little sheep, I thought you wanted me?” The wolf growls the words with a grin on her face.
“I-I do!” The ram growls the words and starts pushing harder against the wolf’s hand, starting to regain his position inch by inch.
Tracey huffs through her nose as she locks eyes with the ram, grinning and showing her sharp teeth as she applies more pressure; starting to drag his fist back down. “You sure about that? Maybe you just like the idea of getting something you can’t have and it has nothing to do with me! Pampered little diva sheep is just trying to struggle for a prize he can’t have!”
“Fuck you! It’s not like that!” Leo barks the words, heat filling his voice as he struggles against the wolf, again gaining a little traction back in the struggle.
Tracey puffs out, hardly looking winded while Leo looked like he was already fading. “Is it not? What is it then?! Cmon, Leo. Time to put up or shut up!”
The ram snarls furiously and wrenches his arm violently forcing Tracey’s hand back up to the start position, his whole arm quivering but the wolf was just holding him there like she were a wall of fortitude. “It’s not pride, it’s not being spoiled!”
“Then what is it?! Tell me, Leo! How do I know if I agree, you’re not going to get bored and try to treat me like everyone else!” The wolf barks the words showing her sharp canines.
“I don’t need another bodyguard. I want you!” The sheep barks the words out sharply, his eyes meeting hers. The emerald hues blazing furiously, the ram giving her a dominant glare.
Tracey felt her heart leap at the confident look he gave her and bit her lower lip. “Stupid… I’m nothing worth having, even if you could tame me.”
“I don’t want to tame shit! I want you wild and passionate like you already are!” The ram growled the words as he started forcing her hand down towards the table. “I don’t want to change a fucking thing about you!”
Tracey gave the ram a hungry look and let the back of her hand slap into the table with a huff. “Heh… fine, guess I can’t argue with you if you’re that serious.”
Leo pulled his hand away clenching his fingers, letting the feeling come back into them. “Bitch… you let me beat you.”
The wolf clicked her tongue and wagged a finger, not even looking winded as the ram sat there huffing. “Tut tut… perhaps you just don’t know your own strength.” Tracy folded her hands on the table and gave the idol a level look, a small smile creeping at the corner of her mouth. “Remember… you asked for this. Too late for regrets now.”
“Fine! Now tell me!” Leo growled the words prodding at the question from before.
Tracey closed her eyes and took a long moment to respond before opening her blue eyes and looking the ram dead in the face. “I will, but not here, and not now.”
“Then when?!” Leo barked out, heat in his voice at her refusal.
The wolf shrugged and pushed away from the table. “Next time we’re alone I guess. Excuse me if I don’t want to bare my soul at a diner, Leo.”
“Fine, let’s go back to the hotel then!” The sheep huffed the words and stood up.
Tracey gave a shrug. “It’s my job to go wherever you go.”
The ram took a moment to process that, his smaller tail flicking. The wolf tilted her head curiously as he stood there in contemplation. “Anywhere?” Leo finally spoke out.
She gave a blush at the strong intent look in his eyes, the ram looking full of confidence now. “W-well… within reason...”
“What about a movie?” Leo barks out as he points at the wolf.
“I-I mean if you want to s-”
“No! I mean… can I take you to one? Is there one you want to see? We’ve got several hours before the show!” The ram clenched his fists, his tail flicking about rapidly now.
Tracey blushed and crossed her arms over her stomach, not even processing the motion as she gave the ram a calculated look. “Are you… abusing your position to make me go on a date with you?”
“I’m not. I’m… I’m asking you to go on one with me… please?” The idol spoke the words awkwardly, blinking down at the wolf.
She closed her eyes in contemplation for several moments before opening them again and meeting his own, the green hue in them seemed to shine in the diners low dim light. “Why me?” The wolf spoke the question as she jerked her head and started walking towards the exit.
“Because… I find y-”
“Stop shoveling me bullshit, Leo. None of this interesting or refreshing crap again. You could have your pick of any girl you want, one that’s younger, prettier, probably more money, and a whole fuck ton less baggage. You’ve known me for barely a day. So why… me?” The wolf barks the words as he keeps pace with her, now following his bodyguard instead of the other way around.
The ram followed her while she walked down the city sidewalk, each time they came out from under a storefront or awning, rain dripping on their heads. After about a block of walking the wolf simply stopped in the opening gaps of the stores letting the rain fall on the two of them. She looked up at the grey sky between the building of brick and mortar, speaking out in a soft voice. “Are you going to answer me?”
Leo swallowed a lump in his throat and looked her over while she stood in the rain, the water fell on her face making it look like she was crying. She looked sad and beautiful, stoic and strong. He felt safe with her but also felt something he hadn’t felt around anyone else. 
“I don’t have fancy poetic words for you Tracey.” The ram began walking past her and the wolf followed him after a few heartbeats. The two of them kept walking along the sidewalk, he didn’t know the town like she did, he was just walking. “I can’t give you set in stone reason, okay? I just feel right around you and… happy. Safe and happy.”
The wolf looked down as she slid her hands into the black jacket she had put on. The two of them walked for almost another block before she finally spoke out at a crosswalk in an intersection. “I’m not really a movie girl. I’m not saying no. Just that I don’t keep up with films. I wouldn’t know what to watch.”
“Oh… oh!” The ram processed the words, realizing it wasn’t a refusal simply a statement of not knowing what to choose. “W-well it doesn’t have to be a movie, anything really! I want to just… be with you.”
The wolf crossed her arms over her stomach in thought and looked away. She realized her posture and quickly moved her hands back into her jacket as she looked around the area of town they were in. Leo smiled at the posture shift but kind of lamented about saying anything.
“What about bowling?” The wolf prodded curiously as she saw they were coming up on one of the local alleys.
“Bowling?” The ram fired back, looking surprised by the suggestion.
“Uh… right, sorry. Nevermind then.” Tracey looked away awkwardly.
“No! I mean, yes!. I- I’ve just never bowled before. I’m willing to give it a shot.” The ram quickly reinforced his statement, determination showing as he clenched both his fists.
“I can see the paparazzi headlines now. World famous idol caught bowling, career in shambles.” Tracey barked the words out playfully as her tail wagged.
He gave an amused laugh and grinned at her while they walked to the bowling alley. “Shut up! It will be fine you silly dog!”
“Silly dog is it?” Tracey smiled and put a hand on her hip while they stood under the storefront of the bowling alley, protected from the rain.
The ram huffed out and put his hands on his hips, giving the older woman a cocky wide grin, his emerald eyes meeting her azure ones. “That’s right, you keep calling me a sheep, I will start calling you a silly dog!”
Tracey grinned and felt light on her feet, this was nice. For once things felt reasonable. She felt her tension ease slightly, like she could open up a little for this young man. “Alright sheep, don’t let that arm wrestling match give you a big head. I’m going to destroy you at bowling!”
“Oh? Are you that good, Tracey?” He asked her curiously as they stepped into the bowling alley.
The wolf barked out a laugh and wagged her tail playfully. “Are you kidding? I’m awful! I will be lucky if it stays in my lane!”

The two of them bowled for a few hours. Leo picked it up after a few games and Tracey was as bad as she said she was. Neither of them ended up doing very well but had a lot of fun together.
She took him to a local arcade after that, and they spent a few hours there as well before having a late lunch together. Finally catching a cab back to the venue the two of them walked up together to the backstage entrance.
The security guy from yesterday was there and Tracey gave him a wide challenging grin. “Ah… look who it is, how’s your dick?”
Leo looked confused as he looked from one wolf to the other. The larger dog scowled and jerked the door open, saying nothing to her. Tracey let out a haughty huff and shoved her nose into the air as she trotted by flicking her tail. “Guess the experience was too shocking for you.”
The idol let a laugh out once she clued him in on it while walking through the backstage area towards the dressing room. “Damn… that’s great. I wish I could have you taser all these bastards when they were fucking off!” Leo huffed the words and took his knit hat off, shaking his long blue and white hair out before slipping into the makeup chair.
Tracey closed her eyes and folded her arms over her stomach, trying to not push her chest out so heavily. “Hey...”
“Yeah?” The ram looked at her from the chair. They were still alone in the dressing room, waiting on the makeup llama and Max to arrive.
“Today, it was nice. I’ve not had anything like this in a long… long time.” Tracey clenched her teeth as she jerked her gaze away, old memories of when her and Helen would go off on little dates together. It was mostly to cafe’s or book stores, but it was still a wonderful time with her.
Leo gave her a small smile. “It was, thank you for spending it with me. I loved being able to be myself around you.”
Tracey let out a sigh and leaned against the wall, folding her arms and giving the ram a level look. “Okay, so real talk… are you going to turn back into an asshole when the makeup goes on and the show starts prepping? Because if you are, I’m putting my mega bitch cape back on.”
Leo shakes his head and frowns. “I-I will try very hard to not be that way this time. I like seeing you happy Tracey.”
The wolf clenches her teeth in a snarl and looks away, cheeks flushed once again. “Fucking sheep… stop saying such stupid damn things!”
The ram gave a smile and then folded his arms over his lap while they sat there for a long moment. He finally broke the silence with the question she had been dreading. “So, are you going to tell me why you were upset yesterday over the makeup?”
Tracey sucked in a breath and pushed off the wall, pacing around the room for a few moments and let out a sigh. “I… I really don’t want to, Leo. That’s something I keep buried for a reason you know? It hurts.”
The ram gave her a nod and looked to the exit door. “Lock the door.”
The wolf looked at him curiously but followed his instructions and threw the small bolt on the door into place.
“Let’s keep it short and sweet.” The ram was already talking before Tracey had finished locking the door. The wolf walked back over to him, standing a few feet from his chair, hands folded across her stomach as she listened to him.
“It was in my Junior year of high school. My parents were gun owners but they didn’t do the proper thing about keep them locked away. While I was out hanging out with friends one day, my little brother ending up finding one of the family’s guns. It went off and now I’m the only son they have.” Leo spoke the words showing the strain on the walls of fortitude he had to build up to even tell the short version of the tale.
Tracey clenched her teeth together and rubbed at her shoulder. “Damn, Leo. That is rough...”
“For years I blamed myself and still do to this day. I should have been home to watch him, I should have harped my parents about being more safe with them. I knew they were there and knew their danger, but he didn’t. So many things I could have done differently had I known, had I another chance to replay the situation. I would trash all my fame, money and status for one more chance to replay that day...” The ram spoke the words bitterly as he looked away. The words sending a shiver down Tracey’s spine.
The ram gave a sad grin and opened his palms. “I showed you mine, now you show me yours.”
The wolf sucked in a breath and rubbed at her shoulder harder, squeezing it now and feeling the pain spread from the pressure. She didn’t want to do this, she knew it wouldn’t end well. “Okay… but what if I get angry...”
“I will understand and be here.” The ram huffs the words and rests his hands in his lap.
“Y-yeah… but what if I cry and look weak?” Tracey already felt tears threatening to form in her eyes.
“I will understand and be here.” The ram repeated the words, then smiled gently at the wolf.
Tracey took a long controlled breath and looked into Leo’s eyes. “I can’t believe I’m doing this...” The ram simply gave her a reassuring smile in response.
“Fine… I was around your age, had only been doing the personal security thing for about a year… I was fortunate enough to get this kind woman as my client named Helen… She was a much older wolf than me and I idolized and respected her, both as a friend and client. I… I looked upon her as a grandmother. She was a hell of a woman and only wanted to make the word a better place...” 
Tracey just opened the tap up and told him everything. She hadn’t talked to anyone about the event since it happened, the only person she could talk to about it being her mother since she was already aware of it.
“I was too weak… too stupid...” The wolf felt tears rushing down her face, her fingers curled into fists clutching at Leo’s shirt. The young man was standing now and holding her against his chest while she sobbed against him.
Tracey shuddered and took a controlled breath, sniffling as she eased her grip on the ram’s shirt. His smell was all around her; his grip holding her felt strong and secure. She let out a ragged sigh and pulled from him, wiping her tears on her sleeve before giving him a bloodshot glare. “Why… in the flying fuck… did you make me talk about that!”
The ram crossed his arms over his stomach, almost like she did and mulled on his words before speaking gently. “Because you needed too… and I could tell. I wanted… I wanted to let you get it off your chest.”
“What are you, my fucking therapist?” Tracey snarled the words, thrashing her tail and showing her large sharp canines while glaring daggers at the young man before her.
The ram closed his eyes for a long moment, collecting his thoughts before opening them and giving the wolf a stubborn defiant stare. “No, Tracey. I’m your friend.”
The dog flinched at the words and the look in his eye, as if he had full on slapped her. She clenched her teeth, feeling more tears well up. “I d-don’t… I don’t need you to be my friend! I don’t need you to replace Helen!”
“I’m not trying to replace her you stupid wolf!” The ram fired back, heat coming into his own voice now. “I just want to be part of your life too!”
“I didn’t want you in my life, I didn’t need you in my fucking life! Why are you so fucking insistent on trying to force your way in?!” The wolf was outright yelling now and stomped over to the ram, her teeth showing while her fists were clenched.
“Because I like you, you stupid dog!” Leo barked out the words glaring back down at her while she furiously glared up at him.
“Stupid! Idiot! Moron! Sissy, fucking Sheep!” Tracey snarled out the curses then grabbed the sheep by the collar like she had done earlier and wrenched him down to her. “You’re a fucking idiot, Leo!” The wolf had tears rushing down her face now as she swore and spat out insults at him.
He grunted as she pulled him down but refused to break eye contact with her, his emerald eyes blazing with stubborn intent. “Then I’m a fucking idiot! You gonna kick my ass for liking you?!”
“Yes I am!” The look of fury and rage in Tracey’s eyes doubled and the wolf snarled as she wrenched the sheep around and shoved him heavily against the dressing room wall. She glared into his eyes but they still refused to look away, the ram showing the stubborn intent in his glare, as if he had something to prove. “Stop liking me you stupid sheep! I’m awful and a bitch!”
Leo winced from his head bumping into the wall but kept staring into the angry wolf's eyes defiantly. “I won’t! Even if you kick my ass and walk away right now. I won’t stop caring!”
“You’re stupid, you’re so fucking stupid!” Tracey snarled the words furiously then shook her head several times. “Idiot fucking sheep!” The wolf let out a ragged huff and pushed forward shoving her mouth to the young ram’s in a furiously hungry kiss.
Leo’s eyes widened as her mouth pushed to his, her lips were surprisingly soft despite the force she was using in the kiss. His knees grew weak instantly and he pushed back, returning the kiss with just as much aggression.
Tracey gave a hungry feral groan and pushed the young man harder against the wall, pushing her chest into his while kissing him furiously. Her hands released his shirt and tangled into his soft hair.
Leo huffed against her lips and moved his own hands to cup the wolf's face, brushing the tears away before kissing her more actively, despite him being the one against the wall. His hands moved into her soft white hair before moving up to touch her large flicking ears.
She gasped at his touch and pulled from his mouth, blinking wide eyed at him as tears filled her eyes, her heart racing while staring into his bright green eyes. The younger man bit his lower lip staring back into the wolf's deep blue eyes, both of them growing silent for several moments.
“I- I… I’m so sor-” The wolf started to speak, her voice cracking but Leo simply pushed forward and shoved his mouth back against her own. Tracey felt his strong dominant kiss and let the words melt away, digging her fingers into his hair gripping it hard while they kissed.
The ram felt courage well up inside him and moved his hands to her hips, gripping them before shifting the position. He pushed the wolf against the wall now, his tongue pushed past her lips into her open mouth.
The wolf let him move her, felt his body push to hers. His tongue darted out exploring her mouth, feeling the sharp canines before her own tongue met his and they flicked and moved against one another’s while kissing fervently.
The two of them embraced for several moments before the wolf pulled back, parting the kiss, their tongues still touching and flicking before withdrawing. Tracey sat there blinking into Leo’s eyes, panting softly, her tongue still slightly out. The ram’s eyes were strong and confident but looked gentle and loving.
“Y-you… we...” The young man took a ragged breath and started to pull from the wall but Tracey grabbed his shirt and pulled him back down, refusing to let his heat leave her for the moment. “You kissed me...” The ram finally stammered out gently, his cheeks dark and his knees feeling weak.
“I tried to apologize… but then you kissed me back and wouldn’t let me...” The wolf panted the words, her chest rising and falling, pushing up against his own while he leaned into her.
“What do we do now?” Leo asked the dog, looking into her bright blue eyes, seeing the nervous look in them.
Tracey sucked in a breath, composing herself as best she could. “I-I don’t know… but we can’t stay like this. You’ve got a show in like an hour.”
“Right but...” Leo huffed out as he pushed closer to her face.
Tracey blushed furiously and felt her fingertips clench back to his shirt as he drew closer. “B-but?”
Leo let out a hungry sigh, and moved in to kiss her once more, not satisfied with the first two. Tracey gasped against his lips but gave the ram what he wanted, returning the kiss eagerly, their tongues meeting once more.
The two furiously kissed once more, their hands starting to wander. She pushed her palms against his hard chest, feeling the well formed muscles at her fingertips. The ram likewise moved his hands over her curvy hips and up her stomach, moving towards her own chest.
Both of them let out a soft gasp as a loud knock rapped on the dressing room door. “Leo, baby. Are you in there?” Max’s voice could be heard from the other side of the door.
Leo pulled from her lips, hissing out a curse. “Fucking rat...”
Tracey looked up at him panting softly and gave him a childish grin, hearing the irritation in his voice. “You knew we had no time...” The wolf stood up straight and grabbed the sheep by the collar, pulling him forcefully down once more.
Leo blinked into her blue eyes with a blush, then felt the wolf gently peck his lips one more time before stepping away from the wall; starting to fix her mussed hair and straighten her shirt. “Uhm… l-let’s talk about this later… is that okay?” The wolf gave the ram a hopeful look, her tail slowly wagging.
The ram gave a quick nod and fluffed his hair back before composing himself. “I do… I want to talk to you more than anything… about a lot of things.”
The wolf gave him a hungry look and a playful smile. “Really? More than… anything?”
The ram blushed furiously and felt a shiver up his spine, then darted his eyes to the door as another knock was heard. Tracey gave a cocky little smile and straightened herself up into a proper standing position like she was on duty.
Leo took a controlled breath and forced a scowl on his face before jerking the door open to glare down at Max. “Banging on my door like I’m dying!? What the fuck Max?”
The rat fidgeted on his feet and wringed his hands. “I’m sorry! I’ve just never found your dressing room locked before. I was wor-” Max looked over and saw the wolf standing there then looked between the two of them, putting the pieces together. “Ah, Leo, baby! I’m so sorry if I uh… interrupted something!”
The ram gave him a look like he was stupid, “The hell are you talking about? We were just discussing her arrangements since she has decided to come with us on tour.”
“Oh! That’s great news, I’m happy to have you aboard, Tracey!” Max called out to the wolf with a wave of his hand.
The wolf couldn’t help but smile at the rat’s enthusiasm and gave a gentle wave of her hand. “Thank you, Maximillian.” She hesitated before glancing over at the ram with a grin. “Happy to be here.”

Thank you for reading and I hope you look forward to the next episode!
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