Waking up from his usual 8 hours of sleep, Viktor stretches to loosen the muscles in his body, yawning wide before inevitably flopping back onto his bed, pulling a blanket onto his face. He spent the last 30-40 hours with no sleep playing the Olden Hole DLC, and even with eight hours, god he was tired. But he couldn't rest more; He had something to do today, sadly.

	Finally getting up properly, the first thing he notes is that he can smell something garlic, but puts it out of mind as he quickly looks at the time to notice that its 3 PM; nothing too horrible, he's slept in longer after all, but his wife had asked him to be awake for today at LEAST by 4, and considering all she does for him, what kind of dog would he be if he didn't adhere to her request? She seldom makes them, after all.

	Looking through his closet for clothes to wear, he says screw it and just wears the same dirty shirt, shorts and underwear he's worn the past week or two; He stopped counting how long he wears the same clothes a while ago, it gets annoying trying to keep track but he nor his wife has to do as much laundry, so that's a bonus. Its not like he doesn't scrub some stains and stuff out of them, he just doesn't like changing clothes... And, well, he's a bit of a freak for the smell.

	He was always thankful he managed to find his wife, considering he's not the most social. A chance encounter while he was at the gym, of all places. He was wearing his usual dirty, sweat-stained orange tank top, grey and orange shorts, underwear and socks, so already pretty off-looking and smelling, but he has quite a not-so-secret secret; He never wears deodorant, ever.

	Ever since he was 16, he just chose to stop wearing it often. He barely put it on if it was necessary, but he hated the smell of deodorant and everything to do with it. His wife just so happened to work out the same day, and despite his extremely strong, sweaty man smell, he kept thinking she was following him, staying at an exercise just beside him or so, until she "accidentally" ran into him, which he noticed her taking small huffs of his armpit.

	Once he saw that, he had to make the choice to be awkward and talk to her, or just push her away and go home to his usually lonely life; which ended with a rare social interaction.

	One thing lead to another and now they've been married for 2 years and dating for 1, Viktor being 24 now and his wife being 22. Funnily enough, she was the person to tell him to stop wearing deodorant no matter what, she herself barely wearing it much these days except for when she has to for work. Usually she works from home however.

	After reminiscing over their first meeting and the absolutely musk-filled fuck session that came after, Viktor finally went downstairs to greet the aforementioned wife, sleepily trudging his foot one after the other until he reached the bottom and heading into the living room, before hearing his wife bang on the wall behind him, in the kitchen.

	Tempted to make a fuss about not wanting to get up, but deciding not to, he once again gets up and heads into the kitchen, where he sees his 5'8 Golden Retriever babe excitedly wagging her tail and holding an oven pan filled with Garlic bread and melted cheese on top.

	Immediately suspicious of the sudden early for him snack, he cautiously begins to ask what its all about.

	"Babe, whats thi-"

	...before being instantly interrupted by a hyper and over-excited girl with the demeanour of a puppy, who hurriedly puts the tray of cheesy garlic bread on the kitchen counter and grabs Viktor's hands then speaks:

	"BABEBABEBABEBABE OKAY SO I GOT SOMETHING I WANT TO ASK YOU AND I SWEAR ITS FUN BUT MAYBE NOT TOO FUN AND KINDA SCARY SO I THOUGHT I'D BRIBE YOU WITH FUN STUFF BUT WAIT NO LET ME RESTART, OKAY SO-" pulling her into a hug then kiss to shut her up, its his special move after all, Viktor just giggles and places his one hand on her cheek, admiring her.

	"You know how gorgeous you are, right?", he says, brushing her cheek and making his wife blush. "Just calm down, okay? I can barely understand you!"

	Calming down and moving to the living room couch, taking the garlic bread with them, they both sit on the couch beside each other so Maelin can talk.

	"Okay, so uhm... I made you garlic bread cause its your favourite, but I also have the rest of the day planned with stuff you like cause I have something I want to ask you..." She shyly looks down, twiddling her thumbs together, looking somewhat worried... Probably due to fear.

	Viktor begins to worry for a moment; what could it be? What in the entirety of this world, could get her this anxious? It cant be bad, she made him his favourite snack and is clearly excited too, but its just his nature to worry.

	"Come onnn, tell me! I wont get mad or anything, especially not after such a nice wake up snack," Viktor decides to say, trying to lighten her mood.

	Maelin thinks for a while, stuttering over a few attempts to say it, before she grabs Viktor's hands once again, steeling herself and staring into Viktor's eyes with that gentle, loving gaze. It was always that damn gaze. Every time he sees it, its like he falls in love all over again. He tries to keep his composure on the outside, but inside, his heart is racing, his innate curiosity driving him wild to hear what his dear wife is so worked up about, but he was not expecting the answer to be so life-changing.

	"...I want to have pups with you, Viktor. I love you with everything I have, from the moment I saw you in that gym, I just... You're my everything. And I want to start a family, to raise them and do fun family tradition stuff, you know...?"

	His breathing stops for a moment and his eyes widen, with a million thoughts now racing throughout his head. Did she really just say that? There's no way... Could there be? Are we even ready? What about the cost of living? Kids are expensive, I don't know if her job can support it alone... What if-

	In an instant his thoughts are hushed by Maelin planting a tender kiss upon his lips, the calming effect of his wife's love bringing him back into the moment. Regaining his composure, he is forced to make a choice. To accept her proposal and start a family, something he has attempted to consider before, or to crush her current dream and explain he isn't ready.

	Its been but seconds, yet its felt like minutes. He takes one good, long look at Maelin's puppy eyes, his beautiful, loving Maelin... And his choice is made, just like that. He knows deep down what he wants...

	...and that's to make his wife happy for all she does to him.

	"...alright. Okay. We.. We can have pups."

	Maelin instantly jumps up, squealing in her ecstatic joy as she wraps her arms around Viktor and showers his face in kisses, the both of them laughing together as her weight pushes her on top of him, snuggling into his chest and speaking her relief.

	"God I am so happy, you have no idea, babe... I was so scared you'd say no, its such a big responsibility after all, especially since you'd be the one who has to watch them and all, but..."

	Viktor shuts her up with another quick kiss, mainly since he knows when she gets like this she starts to ramble and get in her own head. He simply lays there, petting his wife's head and enjoying the moment with her in silence for a while, before his anxiety to know what else today has in store takes hold.

	"You know, you did say you had the entire day planned for me... I can still claim that, right?" Viktor asks, playfully smirking at Maelin and sticking his tongue out slightly.

	"Of course you can you goof," Maelin responds. "I thought we could go out for a nice walk and maybe hang around a park somewhere, its really nice out today!"

	Gently pushing Maelin off of him, Viktor stands up and stretches a bit, yawning before he pulls his love off the couch.
	
	"Perfect! I need a break and some damn sunlight after spending so long in the hell that is Olden Hole," Viktor exclaims. "Since its a special occasion and all, let me go shower for once and change my clothes, yeah?"

	As Viktor goes to leave, he turns his back and Maelin's eyes glow in a star-pattern of opportunity as she pounces onto his back, her lips closing in on his right ear as she caresses his chest, her voice turning from that hyper, puppy-like feminine charm, to a deep, sultry, womanly chill.

	"No, you aren't going to do that... You're going to get your shoes on right now, and we're leaving," she says slyly "You know I want mommy's good boy to go out all smelly and dirty, to use that heat to get alllll sweaty and gross..."

	She gently bites Viktor's ear, while moving her left hand into his shirt, feeling his tight muscles and already sweat-coated grey fur, before teasing his left nipple and continuing.

	"When you breed me tonight, you're going to be one giant, disgusting mess of musk, filth and body odor for me, you understand?"

	Lost in a bit of a trance, Viktor can only whimper in response, prompting Maelin to lick around his ear and then speak.

	"I said..."

	She then bites his ear harder than before, pinching his nipple, her nail digging into it as she feels how hard it is.

	"Do you. Under. Stand. Answer, pet," she taunts.

	"M..mff.. F..fuck, I-I understand..." he responds.

	She pinches harder.

	"Understand what?" she continues, making every moment of this excrutiating.

	"I..." Viktor breathes heavily, his tongue almost falling out in his building lust. "I understand mommy, I-I'll stay a stinky dog for you, please just let go, I-It hurts so much..."

	Satisfied, Maelin kisses his cheek before letting go, giving him one last whisper to hold onto:
	
	"Good boy, I know you just wanted me to hurt you more, you're such a good little doggy for me aren't you... Lets go."

	Leaving him with the running thoughts in his head, the pair of love-birds get their shoes on and they head out.

	The next 2 hours were spent simply walking around their town and eventually settling into their favourite park, where they spent their time talking and running about. After the swing set was finally free, they quickly stole it and spent time there, under the blistering hot sun, laughing and enjoying each other's company.

	After an hour or so running around and just enjoying their time in the sun, Maelin would then occasionally tease Viktor when no one was around, or so she thought, anyway. She'd lean in a bit closer, making sure he could smell her scent, sometimes pretending to stretch while she would lean over him, demanding he take in all of her fresh sweat smell before she'd go back to running.

	Viktor was still pent up and he had been since they left, her words ringing in his ear, circulating in his veins like a potent venom and making him all the more needy. He wasn't expecting such a sudden personality turn; They were both switches, sure, but he figured she'd want him to take the lead in this whole breeding thing, but instead she took control and made sure he knew what he was to her for today; her loyal and loving puppy she feels like spoiling.

	It sometimes scared him how quick she could switch, it was like a pen would drop and she'd be a completely different person. When she isn't in a kink space or dominant mood, she is always so bubbly and cute, a little bit awkward sure, but so innocent sounding.

	It doesn't help how immaculately kept her fur is, really. It practically glows with how well she takes care of it, she's said its the only reason she showers even. Shining with perfection, the 5'8 Golden Retriever has looked the same for the most part since Viktor knew her; tall, of course, but with very well defined musculature; Not insanely muscular, but you can tell she works out.

	The ears are always floppy, and her dark brown eyes pierce through what she looks at. You can never seem to tell what she's thinking, but she always has this genuine, goofy smile on at nearly all times it feels like, and she radiates such a calming kind of aura when she's around. 	

	Not to mention how hot she looks in her black sports bra and leggings. Black was always her favourite colour, but sometimes she liked dressing up all girly in stuff like pink, but colour theory was not Viktor's strong suit; He just put on whatever the hell he felt like and rolled with it. God, and then there were her E cup breasts... Viktor LOVED big breasts, even if he still liked small ones. Okay, honestly, he just liked boobs.

	On Maelin's side, she couldn't believe how she lucked out and found such a perfect match such as Viktor. The 6'3 husky was very much the opposite of the usual type of his kind, he didn't care for bathing or being clean which was obvious enough, but unlike the usual husky, Viktor craved the heat, and despised the cold.

	Thankfully his grey and white fur coat protected him from the cold well enough, but made the heat even worse; which he lived for. After all, the hotter he is, the more he sweats and the stronger he smells, its everything he and she could dream of.

	Maelin had always had such a strong scent kink, ever since her early childhood, even if the specifics of how she got it were... Pretty unfavourable, to say the least. Her family's "tradition" wasn't exactly her cup of tea, which she hopes to fix.

	Despite being such a slob, Viktor was a gym-rat just like her and had a surprisingly well toned and muscular body, very obviously a strong male, no doubt. His smell alone was enough to tell how masculine he was, even with his sub side.

	She cant get over how nerdy he is, how he rambles on about his latest game obsession, or his favourite game series, Dweller Evil, for the 3000th time. Hell he's done it while he's fucked her before, yet it just makes her fall deeper in love with the awkward, anti-social weirdo.

	But the best part about him, outside of everything of course, is how far he'll go to make sure she's loved and taken cared of. Despite the fact that Maelin is the one who works, her job being an accountant, she always has home-cooked meals, kisses, and so, so many compliments to look forward to, sometimes even during her work.

	He really was the perfect mate for her, sexually, mentally, physically; everything.

	Viktor realized they'd been at the park for almost 3 hours now, an hour past their original limit and at this point were just staring into each other's eyes, both of them not realizing they were both admiring the other.

	"OH JESUS SHIT ITS BEEN 3 HOURS VIK," Maelin exclaimed, rushing to get up and grab their small amount of things they brought.

	Yawning, Viktor responds in a whine; "Yeah but its been so peaceful and stuff here, do we really gotta go back, Mae..."

	Shooting him a quick look that says "You fucking know the answer," she says nothing as she grabs his arm and drags him off the bench they were cuddling on and towards their home. She cant tell him yet, but her panties have been completely soaked, for multiple reasons, smallest being from how horny she's been.

	The entire way home was the usual 10 minutes, but felt much, much shorter from her building anticipation, however Viktor's seemed to dwindle considering he's spent the entire ten minutes rambling about some boss in Olden Hole. This was okay though, considering the final thing she had planned for him.

	Returning home, Viktor crashed onto the couch, the poor dog drenched all over with sweat from the heat. He was panting hard, loved it, but still exhausting. Thankfully, he's constantly drinking water.

	Maelin had told him to rest on the couch as she'd gone into the gaming room she helped make for him shortly after they moved in together and quickly got to work, setting the pc up and lighting the room to be dark and barely lit by a simple torch-like aesthetic.

	She was a decent gamer herself, but she wanted to do one of Viktor's favourite things tonight, so she decided she'd patiently wait and watch her love play his games and just talk the whole time about how "stupid" this and that is, or how "he totally had that" and all the dumb stuff boys say when they lose.

	Calling him into the room, Viktor was as excited as he could be, wagging his tail and practically bouncing, he instantly went into it and started playing, all while being cheered on by Maelin.

	2 more hours of ranting, lore dumping, and complaining later, it was 8 PM now; Maelin had ordered a pizza for them at around 7, which they promptly devoured, and then they watched Viktor's favourite movie: Shrock 2.

	It was almost ten when they finally stopped, and Maelin told him to stay there until called, as she had one last surprise; Although she warned its mostly funny, not so much anything else he could be thinking of.

	Agreeing, Viktor waited, and Maelin went up to their bedroom, and after a period of 30 minutes or so, she called him up. While he was anxious, he couldn't help but be excited, Mae's surprises were always really fun and usually unorthodox.

	Walking up to the second floor and knocking on the closed bedroom door, a more emotionless Maelin responds.

	"Enter, foul blackened. March onward into my abode, and know thy suffering will be all but constant."

	Viktor realized she was obviously acting out like she was from Olden Hole and he chuckled to himself as he opened the door, however he was completely unprepared for the sight laid out before him.

	"Heed my words," Maelin said, the dull, lifeless voice trailing through the room as she went on. "I am Maelinia, blade of dickuella. And my pussy has never known defeat."

	Sprawled out on the bed was Maelin, a complete replica of Malernia, Blade Of Slickuella, complete with the helmet, Valkyrie prosthesis and sword. Trying to process this, Viktor could only do one thing, which was immediately copied by "Maelinia":

	Laughter.

	They couldn't stop giggling, Maelin breaking character and Viktor on his knees with the whole thing; Its obscene and so, so stupid, yet so endearing that she would do that for him, memorizing a line by Malernia and spending what was probably a very hefty amount of money on a cosplay of a character she didn't even like; General Rajon was always her favourite.

	Joining his wife on the bed, Viktor laid on the left side, still chuckling as his wife took off the costume of Malernia and stood before him, fully nude and showing off her sexy, athletic frame and e-cup breasts as she stretched her arms up, exposing her very messy, sweat-covered armpit hair.
	
	Like a switch flipping, Maelin's face hardened, her stare became like glass as she gazed at her target, forming a sly smile as she addressed him.

	"You've been such a good, good boy for me today, puppy," she spoke, a creeping lustful anxiety slowly building within Viktor. "Now you'll get the reward we've been building to; Strip, pup. Now."

	Silently obeying, Viktor peels the wet shirt off his body first, ensuring he does it slowly and moves his body a little more than he most likely has to, really showing off the sweat he worked up and how coated in it his shirt. He's done this dance a hundred times, after all, whenever his wife gets like this; She likes him to strip slowly and for some reason really enjoys the shaking body movements he can produce while he supposedly "struggles" to remove his shirt.

	After he finally takes the shirt off, the next step is simple. He looks over at Maelin and she nods, visible wet patches coating almost all the hair between her legs thoroughly, most likely barely resisting the urge to touch herself. She nods and he goes to work, taking the stained shirt and wringing all the sweat and various other fluids stuck inside of it, dripping out and directly into Viktor's mouth until its clean, Maelin letting out an audible moan as she watches the mixed fluids fall into her husband's mouth.

	The shirt now dry, Viktor removes his shorts and his stained underwear is now on display. Once bright white, the lack of washing and changing it have left it stained yellow and green, filled with all the filth accumulated from the years he's now worn them, as underwear are the one thing he almost never changes. He used to, but Maelin had asked him not to when they began dating.

	"Stop. Leave those on and lay on the bed." Maelin demands.

	Nodding his head, Viktor spreads himself on the bed, his legs opened wide for ease of access, and holding his hands above his head to expose his own pits as the lack of clothes enhances the heavy musk and gross body odor smell permeating the air, coming from both dogs currently naked.

	Trying to stay in character but being unable to contain her excitement, Maelin cant help but essentially jump onto the bed and dive into Viktor's crotch, taking loud, exaggerated sniffs all over his disgusting undies, trying to inhale all of the vile scent as fast as she possible can while targeting the heaviest stained parts, her already wet mound now genuinely leaking with her arousal, loudly moaning when she has the breath to.

	Viktor on the other hand started to harden with his wife's nasal assault on his privates, making a rapidly increasing dent as his red canine cock started peering out and growing in size, releasing even more of a musk for Maelin to enjoy.

	Spending minutes engulfed within his strong, masculine scent, she finally composes herself and slowly crawls up Viktor's body, giving licks across his stomach, then his neck, finally resting with a kiss on his cheek before she bends her head down to take a loud sniff and lick of his right armpit.

	"You're such a lucky puppy to get to breed your mommy, aren't you," Maelin moaned into Viktor's ear, giving his neck a short lick. "How about, as a reward for being such a good boy, Mommy will let you choose how you want to start this off, I can see your poor doggie dick trying to break out of your cute undies..."

	Biting his lip gently and giving a small whine, Viktor simply nods and moves himself upward, Maelin staying completely still until she's off of him. Taking a moment to stretch, Viktor jumps onto his wife and buries his face into her armpit instantly, his tail wagging as fast as it can go and his cock leaking from under his underwear.

	Maelin, using her free hand, begins to pet Viktor and praise him, telling him what a good boy he is and how he's doing such a good job smelling her rank, raw armpit odor, how his cock is leaking like an obedient puppy.

	After being done with the one, licking it after a while until it wasn't as sweaty, he moves onto the other one, inhaling everything he can greedily and somewhat trying to hump the bed to feel a bit of satisfaction.

	Going downwards, Viktor just starts to lift up her boobs to get a whiff of her strong under-boob smell, but as he goes to start, Maelin pushes him away and onto his back as her dominant and strong gaze peers at him.

	"Not tonight, puppy," she says. "Our scents being so strong, the way you inhaled me, mmf... Fuck, just your musk in general..." She begins to pull down his underwear. "Its driven me crazy. You are going to let me stick your adorable puppy cock in my hairy, musky cunt and you're going to give me puppies... And if you don't... I'm going to force you to."

	As she said those words, Viktor's smile became anxious and his face was blushed, as well as his cock involuntarily throbbing at such words, which brought a giggle to Maelin. She felt slightly bad for not letting him get arguably some of the strongest smells on her body cause of how bad swamp-boob can get, but on the other hand, the raw odour of the room has her in a lust frenzy and she soon forgets this guilt.

	As his underwear was finally taken off and his cock revealed, Maelin looked as if she had hearts for eyes while staring at the Husky's cock. It wasn't massive at all, being smaller than most huskies at a simply 4.9 inches long and a simple 4 inches thick, his knot being a bigger 5.4 inches wide, yet Maelin could stare at it for hours in love.

	Being revealed and so close to her, Maelin took in the aroma of the gross, smegma coated canine cock, the scent complete with traces of piss and pure sex, unable to resist gently rubbing her drenched mound, leaking more and more of her juices out as she took in the unhygienic Husky's smell.

	After she felt drunk on his nauseating stench, Maelin climbed up on his dick and pushed it down, her slick vagina coating his rocket in her natural lube as she continued to grind up and down him, moaning as she moved her arms around her face in pleasure, just needing to do something.

	After teasing herself and, as a by-product, Viktor, she finally shimmies her ass upwards enough to let his dick prop up, digging into Viktor's stomach to balance herself and then inserting the tip his cock into her, once again moaning but at a higher pitch now.

	The warmth enveloping him, Viktor begins moaning louder and louder until Maelin closes his mouth with her lips, letting his tool stay inside of her completely stationary, not wanting to move just yet.

	She grips the side of his head roughly, shoving her tongue inside his mouth and overpowering him completely, the lack of power making Viktor hornier and hornier still.

	Maelin, relishing in the power over her cute husband, sucks his tongue as rough as possible before letting go of his tongue and clamping her teeth into his neck, leaving a big, bleeding mark.

	"You're mine, understood? Tell me you understand, and I can use my pussy to clean your gross, stinky smegma off of you and let it ferment inside of me~"

	Audibly gulping in arousal, Viktor hesitates, drunk on the smells coating the thick air, his breathing heavy and uncontrolled.

	"I... I understand, Mommy, please just, please move, do anything, you own me, I'm yours, I smell bad for you, I would wash myself for you, you control everything I am and what I do, you are the only thing important in my life, I understand, now please... please..."

	She hushes him, giving him a quick kiss on his nose.

	"Good boy."

	Without saying anything else, Maelin raises her ass and slams it back down as hard as she could, repeating the process over and over and over again, fucking Viktor with everything she's got, her hands now gripping into Viktor's nipples hard, to ensure he stays aware.

	With every movement, more and more of Viktor's smegma coated cock gets cleaned, it all rubbing against Maelin's walls and adding to her collection of gross fluids and smelly pussy discharge, the scent of their disgusting bodies combined being all they cared about at the moment.

	Her pace picks up harder, Viktor's poor dick being roughed up and brutalized at this point, her moaning being like motivation for Viktor to try; He begins timing his own thrusts upwards with Maelin's thrusts downwards, collectively adding to a rhythm of sex and love they both know how to play well.

	The sticky, wet slaps of their continued passion build, the lack of words but complete understanding in their shaky breaths; It wouldn't be long now, Viktor was throbbing harder than ever before, he so, so badly wanted to knot his wife and soon it would be a reality.

	"Mae, f-f-fuck... I, uh, I'm gonna cum, you feel so good..."

	Her eyes gleam at the words, the pupils dilating and a smirk forming as slowly raises upwards, removing his now smegma-free cock from her horrid, rotten cunt.

	"When I count to 5, I'm going to shove your lovely little cock all the way inside, take your knot and then you're going to fill me with so much of your smelly boy-cum that I get pregnant. Got it?"

	Viktor just nods his head in understanding.

	"1..."

	Maelin begins to tease his nipples harder than before.

	"2..."

	She raises her ass higher into the air, slowly shaking it.

	"3..."

	She takes one last long whiff of Viktor's pits, shivering and nearly cumming at the unwashed, rank odor.

	"4..."

	She licks his nose, Viktor's length throbbing, veins feeling like they'd pop out at any moment, his knot aching, the pain of it all....

	But she doesn't hit 5.

	"...? Mae?"

	She stares at him like a predator stares at a meal, primal lust and want taking her completely.

	"Mae please, I need this, god I need to fill you so badly, I want pups so, so bad..."

	She doesn't budge.

	"Mae, ple-"

	"5."

	Without warning she bites into Viktor's neck and slams down onto his canine cock, pressing down hard enough to instantly envelope the full length and knot at once, Viktor yelping in both pain and pleasure as he immediately bursts inside of Maelin, letting out all his hot, built-up cum, flooding her womb as his knot pulses hard inside, triggering Maelin to orgasm over and over again, hitting all her good spots as they stay locked for what felt like an eternity, moaning as they mixed fluids and scents all over eachother.

	When Viktor is finally out of cum to shoot and his knot has swelled back down enough, Maelin removes it with a gooey pop and extra cum floods down into Viktor's cock, staining their fur and bed.

	Exhausted, though satisfied, Maelin falls down into Viktor's body, snuggling herself up to his wet fur and "purring" in her own weird way. Viktor rolls his eyes and pets her in response.

	"You think we'll get lucky and get pregnant after just one session," Viktor asks.

	"Mmm, probably... Maybe not.. Today is my most fertile day, so I did plan it so."

	They both happily sigh and squeeze each other a bit tighter.

	"Its not like we wont be fucking like this anyway," Maelin coos.

	"I hope you're ready to fuck me raw multiple times every two hours~"

	Viktor giggles as a response, simply mumbling 'mhm' to her before closing his eyes.

	"I think we're both a bit too tired after that," Maelin says, moving herself down to the left of their bed, nuzzling herself into Viktor's pit and breathing deep, moaning and closing her own eyes.

	"You know, uhm, when we have our pups..."

	Viktor's ear perks up, noticing the scared tone of voice.

	"...I want to do some things with them. Its.. Its a long story, but its... What my family does. Its terrible. But I want to make it so much better for my own pups, I..."

	She's interrupted by Viktor. "..What are you saying? You want to... 'do' stuff with them, do.. Do you mean...?"

	She stays silent for a while, before finally responding.

	"My dad and mom, they... Taught me. How to.. Get myself off and.. Other things. They did it.. harshly. It hurt. I never told you, cause frankly, I didn't want to. You just know I hate them, its all you needed to know."

	He was sitting up, focused on her intently now, arms crossed. He stayed quiet.

	"I want to teach my own children too, with you, but I want to make them feel good, not... terrible like I did. Its... Its so sick. I always felt terrible for it... But I cant stop myself. I know I am going to continue our tradition, but make it so much better."

	Maelin was strong and refused to cry, she's spent too long learning how to get over her parent's abuse to suddenly break over it now. As for Viktor, he was simply in shock. Her parents abused her yet she wants to do the same thing to their own kids?! He just. Cant understand it.

	"So you... Want to abuse your kids like you were but somehow more lovingly..? Just, help me understand how anything you just said makes sense."

	"It doesn't. But I just... Instead of forcing them like I was, I just want to give them a choice. Family bonds are so important... They're lovely, yet mine was forced, they did.. Things that I would rather not explain right now."
 
	Viktor stayed silent, his left hand holding his head up as he listened.	

	"They never took my purity, no, they let me save that for someone I wanted. He got mad when I didn't choose him, but my mom bothered to do something for once and forced him to let me keep it. But that's why I have a scar on my back, though its hidden well in my fur."

	Concern took him over for a minute and he had to stop himself from immediately checking her back and ensuring that she was okay, but he stayed still, silently deliberating what to think in his mind.

	"I just want to show my children I love them and that we're the best options for their education, like that. Starting young did have some benefits, and if I just had parents who bothered, we could have been so close..."

	It was ludicrous to Viktor, really. Insane. But it almost made sense? It seemed like some odd trauma response and frankly, he should have her go to therapy or something to work on her issues. But a part of him was... Intrigued. He'd never, ever  thought about being with a cub like that, but...

	"...Okay, I. Think I understand. So you're into cubs I guess and you want to fuck our kids when we have them..."

	She jumped in instantly.

	"Not fuck them. Not unless they actively want to. I just. Prefer a sex-positive house where we teach them how to be safe and how to pleasure themselves, if they want more, then, well, that is for us to decide."

	He knew he would regret this in the end, but he couldn't be bothered to argue. It was something dear to his wife in her mind and all he cared about was her, so naturally, he only had one thing he could do.

	He bent over and hugged her as tight as possible without hurting her, whispering into her ear as he dragged them both to their side.

	"...alright. I'll do it your way."

	With a warm smile, thank you and a deep kiss, the exhausted pair finally fell into a blissful sleep, with plans for the future now set in stone.