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Part 1

The suds in the soapy water splashed softly as Terrance dunked their bright, yellow, plastic dishware into it. The cougar smiled, his tail flicking back and forth as he scrubbed away their dinner for two. His beige turtleneck's sleeves were rolled up to expose his slender arms, the water matting his fur to show off his lean fingers as they worked the suds over the last bits of their steak and potatoes.

“There you go," he purred and handed it over to his tiger husband, Joseph, who dunked it in the other side of the sink, rinsing off the suds. His black, oversized, crewneck sweater was faded from being washed so many times and had his sleeves curled up as well, exposing his toned forearms. The tiger was an avid jogger, but he liked to hide his toned body under the big sweaters and his bulky acid washed jeans.

“Thank you Terr-Bear," Joey gave his husband a warm smile, his green eyes dazzling.

“Oh you," Terry blushed and brought a hand up to his cheek, leaving a bit of suds behind.

“Oh, one sec Terry," Joey grabbed a towel hanging from the fridge and patted away the suds. “There ya go."

“Thanks," the cougar smiled. “So did you hear anything new at work about that promotion?"

“Nothing yet, but you'll be the first to know," Joey finished rinsing the glass and stacked it in the drying rack. “Read anything good lately?"

“Just stuff from those magazines you don't care for," Terry shrugged while scrubbing silverware. “Though, you would have liked the title." Terry cleared his throat and squared his shoulders before speaking like some news announcer. “'It's the 90's, Downsize!' isn't that funny?"

“Oh my," Joey continued stacking dishes. “It's the 90's, how old are we now?"

“Calm down, we're only half way through our twenties," Terry leaned against his husband, his arm pressing against Joey's for a brief moment before pulling away and continuing to clean. “Though, we have been here for a year."

“A whole year, wow," Joey smirked and nodded, glancing over the oak paneling of their apartment, the off white paint and the mismatched living set. “That flew right by."

“Yeah," Terry sighed, leaning on the sink.

“What's wrong Terr-Bear?" Joey finished putting the dishes in the drying rack and used a rag to dry his hands before offering it to Terrance.

“It's just that…well you remember what I was going through when we moved in, right?"

“I mean, getting the keys was a nightmare," Joey scratched his head trying to remember. “Oh wait, it's happening again, isn't it?"

“Yeah, I'm going into heat," Terry dried his hands off and slapped the towel on the counter, well, more like a frustrated toss.

“Oh Terry, I'm sorry, I know it's hard on ya. Anything we can do? Did you want to try having sex again?"

“I mean, we can try, but it usually just leaves me feeling worse than when we started," Terry scowled at the predicament. “I forgot to get heat pads on the way home from the store too. Do you mind grabbing me a box on your morning jog tomorrow?"

“Sure, anything for you babe," Joey leaned against the counter, his arms crossed. His ears flicked as he listened to his husband's complaints. “I know sex isn't your favorite thing, but we can at least try."

“Yeah, I know you get tired of it too," Terry sighed and looked up at his tall husband. Terry may be a five foot eight shorty, but his husband was a tall drink of water standing at just over six feet. “But it's worth a shot. Can't be any worse than just letting it fester."

“Okay, how about I draw you a hot bath, we do the do, and you can go soak right after." Joey smiled already walking over to the bathroom. “That usually helps take the edge off, right?"

“I guess," Terry was already feeling down about his cycle. He already felt it coming on, having more urges than normal. They had sex twice this past week and Joey wasn't used to performing that often.

“Hey," Joey poked his head around the corner to look at his husband. “We'll get through it. I swear I'll make things better this time. I'll even pick up some ice cream for you on your heat pad run, but for now, let's see what we can do to nip this in the bud."

“Yeah, I'd like that," Terry smiled and pushed off the counter to get ready for sex.

It was the same routine as on their wedding night. The two would get into the bedroom, take off their outer clothes, neatly fold them so they wouldn't get wrinkly, and be down to their wife beaters and boxers. The two slipped under the covers and looked at each other lovingly. Terrance's golden eyes would twinkle as he looked into Joseph's emerald ones. Slowly, under the covers, their fingers would find each other, slowly lace and close into an almost praying like stance.

“You ready?" Joey asked.

“I think so," Terry nodded, averting his eyes from Joey's shoulders and keeping his eyes on his husband's emerald orbs. “Okay, turn out the light."

“Gotcha," Joey turned over and pulled the draw string on his lamp, the light going out, and shrouding their bedroom in darkness. With their other hands still laced together, Joey pulled himself close to his husband, their lips gently pressing against one another.

Soft little pecks on each other's lips and the gentle squeezing of each other's hands got them nice and warm.

“Ready?"

“Yeah," Terry replied nervously and Joey squeezed his hands measuredly.

“Don't worry, we'll take it nice and slow like you like," the tiger cooed, the smell of his breath and their steak dinner tingling on Terry's nose.

“Okay…let's get this started," Terry took a gulp and let go of Joey's hands so the cougar could discard his boxers. He kept them nearby so he could put them back on later, and Joey threaded his dick out of his boxers front vent. The sound of foil crinkling broke the dark silence as Terry took the condom and rolled it onto his penis.

“Owch!" Terry squeaked. “Careful, I think you just rubbed it against my thigh."

“Sorry Terry," Joey quickly apologized. “I'm almost there."

“Ah! You're too low," the cougar pulled his cheeks together to keep Joey from touching his butthole.

“Sorry, sorry, I'm so sorry," Joey apologized, his dick shrinking from having almost touched Terry's butt, though he corrected himself appropriately and found the vulva. “Okay, you ready? I got it lined up with your vulva so we're good to go when you are."

“Okay, I'm ready, put it inside," Terry whispered.

“Okay, nice and easy," Joey purred, pressing his lips forward, his penis having a hard time getting into his husbands vagina. They learned a long time ago that the lubed condoms worked the best for this and it also made for easy clean up.

“You doin' okay?" Joey asked.

“I…I think so? You're not in yet, but it feels really tight. Sorry, I know I'm really tight down there, even though we've done so much lately."

“It's no big deal Terry, really," Joey kept himself pushed up on his hands as he let his body weight pull him down. Then, he felt it give way as he sank the top of his dick into Terry's vagina.

“OH! Ow-my goodness," Terry panted as Joey's penis sank into his vagina. “It's always so sudden and stretchy, I'm sorry."

“Don't worry Terry, I'm going slow, we'll wait," Joey stayed there, his hips unmoving as his husband got acclimated to his vagina being spread.

“Okay, you can move it a little bit," Terry nodded, even though he knew Joey couldn't see him.

“Okay," Joey started to gently move his hips back and forth, his tip sinking in and out of that vagina, their bodies getting warm as Joey started to sweat. “Is it feeling good?"

“It's nice," Terry responded, still feeling a little stretched but he felt that warm tingling spread through him. “I think it's working."

“I'm glad," he tiger huffed as he maintained a solid missionary stance, his arms on either side of his husband as he gently messaged his tip in and out of his husband's vulva. “Do you need me to go faster?"

“Yeah, I think so," the cougar stifled his purrs so as to not distract his husband from his work.

“Alright, here it goes," Joey kicked it up another notch, the head of his penis moving in and out a little faster as he started to get hot. It was always so difficult to maintain a speed like this and hold his body up to keep it from laying atop Terry. He was already under enough stress, he didn't want to crush his husband when it was already tough enough for the little cougar as it was.

“I'm feeling it now," Terry bit his lip as a gentle tingling tickled his spine, his fingers gripping the sheets as Joey continued to pump in and out. Then a bead of sweat smacked his nose.

“Oh, sorry," Joey panted. “Sweating a bit up here. Do you want me to get you a pillow between us so you don't get more sweat on you?"

“I mean, it's fine, I'm going to take a bath right after anyway, so no need to stop."

The two went on like this for a few minutes, asking if the other was okay, a few “sorry"s peppered in until Joey's balls started to feel tight.

“I'm…gha…not gunna last much longer. I'm almost done,"

“Oh my goodness," Terry huffed. “Go ahead."

“Oh ahhh," Joey held in as much of his grunts as he could as his dick throbbed, a few shots welling up on the tip of that condom.

Joey then pulled himself away from his husband and laid back down before putting his shaky hand in Terry's.

“Do-Do you think it worked?"

“I…I don't know," Terry furrowed his brow, his body still buzzing, but now he felt oddly empty. “I think so?" The cougar lied.

“Good," Joey panted. “I'll take care of the condom and you can go take your bath. I'll get your robe."

“Thanks," Terry sighed. Joey pulled the condom off and tied it to keep it from leaking, and then wrapped it in tissues before throwing it in the trash. He then got his boxers back on and grabbed the robe for Terry and setting it on the bed.

“Okay, I'll be in the living room if you need anything. The bath should be at the perfect temperature now."

It was. Terry cleaned himself in the bath, the space between his legs abuzz with activity as he cleaned himself. When he swiped over his vagina to clean the lube from the condom he gave a little yip of frustration as his super sensitive folds made him seize up.

“Oh no," Terry sighed. “It's worse than ever before." It took everything Terry had not to pull his legs to himself. He just laid back and held back the tears.

***

Joey stopped by the convenience store and got his plastic bag of heat pads for his husband and a quart of strawberry ice cream. It was his favorite and he knew the cougar would enjoy a nice cool dessert. The tiger jogged in his full track suit with his headband and gloves to keep himself from being exposed to the cold autumn air. He finally reached his apartment building and started his way up the stairs, only stopping once he got to the elevator. It dinged open to reveal two guys that lived across the hall from them.

The first was a Jaguar he knew by the name of Roman, his spotted golden hide was exposed as he had his tank top tightly packed on his powerful frame with some baggy athletic shorts. Joey thought they might be the same height, but the Jaguar had the tiger beat by an inch and more than fifty pounds of muscle. The other guy was Caleb, a large muscular Clydesdale with a wind breaker and some shorts. They both probably had the same amount of muscle mass, but the Clydesdale's was just stretched taller.

“Howdy neighbors!" Joey exclaimed with a big grin.

“Hey there," Roman replied, his voice nice and deep, yet smooth like butter. “How's the view in room treating ya?"

“The what now?" Joey cocked his head.

“We saw you in your apartment window reading the paper the other day," Caleb, the Clydesdale added with a sly smirk, his hands buried in his wind breaker and causing his lats to spread it out. “You nodded when we waived?"

“Oh yeah," Joey's confusion melted into a warm smile again. “That's right. It's treating us nice."

“You know, if you want to join our running group, you're always welcome." Roman smirked and playfully punched the tiger's shoulder. “My boyfriend is always looking for new people to join him at his yoga class too. I bet your cute little thing of a husband would love it and it's always better to work out together."

“Yeah," Joey rubbed his shoulder where the jaguar had punched as they switched places in the elevator. “I'll let him know. Thanks!"

“See you around neighbor," Roman winked at Joey in a way that made him blush. He didn't realize he had frozen up until the doors dinged to close.

Joey hastily shouted a goodbye as he rose to his floor. When he got to the apartment he put the ice cream in the freezer and got Terry his heat pad and went looking for him. He found the cat curled up on the couch, his acid washed jeans tucked up into his big thick sweater as he read a book from the library.

“Hey, I got you your pads," Joey handed the cougar the pheromone suppressing pads.

“Thanks," Terry sighed and took the pad, his vagina warm and sensitive to the slightest brush of his boxers. “I put on some extra layers to help. Can you smell it?"

“Hardly," Joey lied. He could smell the heat wafting in the air. He knew the smell of his mate anywhere. “So, you put that on and I'll tell you who I ran into today."

“Was it our neighbor's running group?" Terry had a sly grin on his face as he took the pad and went to the bathroom to put it on.

“Yeah! They invited me to join them again."

“You actually going to take them up on the offer?" Terry shouted from the bathroom.

“I don't know, probably not, but they wanted me to tell you about a yoga class that Roman's boyfriend goes to."

“Levi? The snow leopard?"

“Yeah, I think that's right. They wanted me to extend the offer to go to his yoga. He called you cute too."

“Oh, what a nice guy," Terry smiled as he rounded the corner, the pad between his legs felt hot and almost painful, but he needed to keep it there to prevent his husband from feeling that need too. When he got there Terry had a bowl of ice cream ready for him. Terry put his hands on his muzzle to hide his blush. “Thank you, so much."

“No problem Terr-Bear," Joey handed him the bowl and spoon. “You can even eat it in the living room, how about that."

“Come on now," Terry smiled, playfully gasping. “How scandalous. We can't eat food in front of the TV, what would my parents say?"

“I know, but I think we can break the in-law's rules for today. You're having a rough go of it."

Terry took a bite of the ice cream and almost broke into tears. He was so emotional it was driving him mad. That thought swung his mood to anger and he decided to eat his feelings away by shoving another scoop of pink deliciousness into his maw.

“So, you going to take the yoga class?" Joey sat down in his chair beside the sofa.

“I don't know," Terry sighed, putting the bowl in his lap and watching little droplets of melted cream roll down into the bottom. “I feel like I should since they've been asking me for so long."

“You know, it might be a good distraction. I read something the other day that working out can help with heat. I don't know if it's true, but it can't hurt right?"

Terry pursed his lips before putting another scoop of ice cream in his mouth and glaring out the window with conviction.

“I think I'm ready to try just about anything. I'll give it a shot."

***

“Oh my goodness," Terry huffed walking out of the yoga studio. “I can't believe how tough some of those poses were."

“Yeah, it's not for the faint of heart," Levi agreed, swiping his brow. The snow leopard wearing some blue shorts with white trim and a matching striped shirt. “You made it through the whole thing though. Good on ya."

“I didn't think I was going to make it," Terry was still short of breath. “But I pushed myself through."

“Don't worry, my guy! It gets easier," Levi winked, his tail flicking behind him. “Dude, did you want to hit up the Jamba Juice on the way back? They have a great after workout shake that'll cool you off and give you the protein you need to fuel your body."

“Oh, I'm not looking to get bulky," the cougar blushed and put his hands up.

“Bro, check it, I've been having them every week and do you see me stacking it on like Roman?" Levi paused and popped a hip, his hand going to rest on his curves as he smiled at the cougar. Sure, the snow leopard wasn't huge, but he had a bit more muscle than the cougar. A jock if there ever was one, but not a massively built stud like the snow leopard's boyfriend.

“I guess not," Terry plucked at the fraying sleeves of his old Popeye crew neck.

“Come on man, my treat," Levi playfully smacked Terry's chest with the back of his hand and continued walking. Terry almost flinched from the interaction. He wasn't use' to such brazen public displays of affection, even if they were plutonic in nature. What Levi said finally clicked the cougar caught up to him to object his kind offer.

“No, you can't, you already treated me to the yoga session. I couldn't possibly take advantage of you like that," Terry pleaded with the snow leopard.

“Don't sweat it, dude," Levi rounded the corner with the cougar and came to the juice shop. “You already sweat enough back at the studio. Besides, I love treating my broskis. The money is not an issue."

“Don't you live with your boyfriend and another couple? Money must be pretty tight if you're all living together like that."

“Hardly," Levi waived off the cougar's concerns as he opened the door for the shorter wild cat. “If anything, I have an abundance of money because I don't spend hardly anything on rent. No, I'm good for it baby, don't be acting all shy."

“No, I don't want to impose," Terry entered the juice bar and the snow leopard followed, his hips swaying, his tail flicking confidently.

“Is it imposing if I offered? You're too sweet for your own good, sweetheart. Kam and Caleb would have jumped on anyone paying, the duo of cheapskates. Trust me, it's fine." Levi turned to the counter. “I'll have the mango protein blast and whatever the shorty here wants."

“What! I'm not that short," Terry huffed before blushing and realizing the barista was watching. “oh…I've never been here before…but I like strawberries."

“Oh, you got to try their strawberry banana protein blast."

“It says it has broccoli and kale," Terry turned his nose up a bit.

“Dude, you won't taste it, I promise," the snow leopard turned to the barista. “We'll get the strawberry banana one too, sweet stuff." Levi ordered and slid his card.

The two talked for a bit, the cougar nervously plucking at his sweat pants as their orders were blended together. Then their drinks came out.

“Thanks, honey," Levi winked at the barista and took their drinks, promptly sipping on his straw as he walked away. Terry blushed at the move. So brazen.

“Here dude, try it," Levi put the cup down on the table for the cougar to try. Terry gulped as he inspected the concoction. It didn't look green or to have chunks of leaves floating in it. He tentatively took a sip.

Levi smiled as the wild cat's eyes went wide and his ears perked up. Immediately he went to sipping it down. The sweet and tangy flavors, the sourness of the yogurt with the citrus and fruit was amazing.

“What did I tell you!?" Levi was sitting with his head on his folded fingers, a devious grin playing as his tail swished behind him. “Welcome to the 90's, dude! The future of nutrition is now."

“It's amazing!" Terry slipped off the straw too early and a droplet of the pink ambrosia slipped onto his chin.

“Hold on there, Honey," Levi lifted his hand to the cougar and he almost flinched.

“What are you doing?" Terry kept looking form the snow leopard's hand to their eyes.

“Bro, just stay still," Levi said calmly before gently swiping the droplet away with their thumb. Terry blinked, his spine tingling, his vagina warming as he felt that smooth and gentle hand.

“There," Levi stuck his thumb in his mouth and sucked the strawberry slush off with a pop of his lips. “Good as new."

“I…thanks," Terry sighed.

“What's wrong?" Levi cocked their head, their yellow eyes glinting with concern.

“It's nothing, really, thank you for getting the…thingy…stuff off my chin, it's just that…well…sorry."

“Girl, just spit it out," Levi half smirked and mixed his drink a bit by swirling it by the rim.

“Well…it's kind of that time of the year for me."

“What? With business or something? I know Black Friday is coming up next month or whatever, but does business ramp up that fast?"

“No, it's not that. It's the time where things start to get warmer."

Levi sat there, his straw hanging limply in his mouth as his tail slowly flicked behind him as the gears turned in his head.

“I don't follow," Levi took a sip of his drink before continuing. “Is something going on at home with your husband? Work got him stressed or somethin'?"

“No," the cougar put his drink down a little more forcefully than he wanted before he continued. “It's my…cycle…"

“Oooooohhhhh!" Levi smirked and nodded knowingly. “You mean you're heat cycle."

“Shhh!" Terry couched down like a bullet just came through the window. “Not so loud."

“Dude, it's nothing to be ashamed of. All us with pussies get it. No big deal. It's whatever."

“No, I just…I mean…" Terry sighed defeated before sipping more of his drink.

“What? If I were you I'd be doing jumping jacks I would be so excited. I'm surprised you managed to pull away from that tall tiger you locked down long enough to come workout. Aren't you getting enough of a work out already?" Levi bounced his brows.

“No, it's terrible," Terry propped his head up with his elbow, his palm covering one eye while his fingers laced through his hair. “I mean, it's just painful. Normally I would just suffer in silence, but now I have Joseph. I can only imagine the amount of stress he's under when I get like this."

“Really?" Levi cocked a brow. “Doesn't he help you with it?"

“Oh, of course," Terry smiled at his shake, thinking of his tall, orange and black striped man. “He's such a saint. He got me ice cream on his run this morning to help keep me cool while I'm home alone."

“Huh," Levi sat back in his seat, sipping his drink. “You'd think he'd be too tired to run after working your heat."

“I mean, he's been doing so much and…well…performing more than usual."

“Dude, I get it. Roman lives for my cycle," Levi smiled. “The guy is like a kitten with his cream."

“Yeah, Joey can get a little needy when I don't use my pads," Terry chuckled and pushed his knees together. “I just know he does so much."

“A real giver, huh?" Levi smirked. “Bro, cheers to that." Levi lifted his drink up and Terry smirked while clinking their plastic cups together. “I know I can drive my man crazy with how needy I can be."

“I guess I know what you mean," Terry blushed and pulled his drink closer into both his hands. “We kind of…do it a bit to try and help, but nothing really works."

“Really?" Levi cocked a brow. “I can usually get a good break from the need after a good round with Roman. Yours just gets worse?"

“No, we do it so often too," Terry chuckled. “You're going to think it's silly. We've done it almost three full times this week."

“Yeah, three times a day is kind of my minimum too…wait," Levi's brow furrowed as what Terry said sunk in.

“Three…a day…?" Terry's eyes went wide. “M-Minimum?"

“I mean, yeah," Levi's eyes were wide as he nodded to emphasize his point. “Enough to trick my body into thinking the dead is done and we can move onto something else. Dude, did you say that three times a week was a lot?"

“I…isn't it?" Terry squeaked, shrinking into his sweater.

“Duuuuuuuude," Levi slowly shook his head. “No wonder you're in so much pain. You're just poking the bear if you're only getting there three times a week, on a good week."

Terry blushed and sipped slowly on his drink.

“You are getting there, right?"

“I…getting where?"

“Getting off?" Levi leaned in. “You know, the big 'O'"

“I…I don't have a penis…I'm so confused," Terry shook his head.

“Bro!" Levi put his hand on the table in disbelief. “I know you didn't just imply that you can't orgasm."

“I…"

“No!" Levi gasped and put a hand over his mouth. “My guy, no wonder you hate it. You've never…oh my god. Bro, how are you even able to stand?"

“I…I'm sorry…" Terry was blushing so hard he thought he might start crying.

“No, no, no," Levi put his hands up. “I'm sorry, dude. I didn't mean to pry. I'm just nosy sometimes. I didn't mean to, shame you or whatever. Your life, your business…but seriously, dude? Never?"

“I…no," Terry squeaked out. “Isn't a vaginal orgasm just a myth?"

“Bro, I assure you I've busted that myth twice today," Levi smirked. “You know, if there was a show about proving people wrong, that's your title right there. Myth Busters." Levi shook his head to refocus. “But seriously? You got to get some relief."

“I mean…we try," Terry shrugged.

“I don't think you're trying hard enough."

“Trust me, Joey tries. He's so gentle and kind, and he's never rough," Terry tried to reason.

“Okay, just to clarify," Levi put the drink down and swiped his hands across from one another like he was cleaning a slate. “You're only doing penetrative sex, right?"

“What do you mean?" Terry furrowed his brow again.

“I mean, it's sometimes hard for us to get off with penetrative sex alone. Have you been doing other stuff like having him go down on you or taking matters into your own hands?"

“I-I'm confused. He's always on top of me…except that one time for our anniversary. But…he always goes down on me. That's how he gets inside, right?"

“Oh sweet lord in heaven, have mercy on this summer child," Levi clasped his hands together in mock prayer. “I'm talking about oral, him going down on you."

“I mean…how would that even work?"

“You telling me he has never licked your pussy?"

“Oh god," Terry pushed himself away from the table as if some sort of snake was going to crawl up his sweatpants and go for his snatch right then. “No! How would he be able to breathe under the blankets like that? It would get too hot."

“Dude...please tell me you two aren't doing it with the light's off too?"

“Aren't you supposed to?"

“I mean, you can, but…seriously, dude? Only with the lights off and under the covers?" Levi asked. “I would get it if you two weren't as attractive, but you're a double scoop of cute and your hubby is all tall dark and handsome. I'd half expect you to be doing it in a hall of mirrors to catch every angle."

“But…that's how it's supposed to go, right?"

“I mean, yes and no," Levi took a big gulp of his drink as he contemplated how to approach this. “There's no wrong way unless it's wrong for you. Do you understand? Like, it's all about getting there and having fun along the way. Nothing else really matters and you two just melt into a big bundle of sweat and hot breath as you become one in so many ways."

“That sounds…mmm…" Terry bit the inside of his lip and rubbed his thighs together. “But…we love each other. Isn't that the most important thing?"

“Well, the most important thing is trust and communication, in my opinion anyway. But there has to be some other kind of issue here. How big is he?"

“I mean, Joey is just over six feet," the cougar cocked his head.

“No Sweetie," Levi patted his hand on the table. “How big is little Joey? The head between his legs?"

“Between his…OH!" Terry jumped in his seat, his hand coming to his mouth. “How would I know that?"

“What?" Levi's face soured. “Dude, you're his husband. Don't you know what his dick looks like? Can you give me an estimate?"

“I…" Terry's tail wrapped around his chair as he pulled his drink in closer to himself for comfort. “I've never seen it. You're not supposed to look at someone like that…isn't it rude?"

“Not if they give you consent," Levi almost sounded angry, but he shook his head. “Hey, we're friends right?"

“I…I guess," Terry nodded.

“Then, as your friend, I'm not going to let you suffer in your heat like this. Roman and I can help you, and I mean, really, really help you. Teach you how to handle your heat, and then you can take that back to your husband and show him."

“Wait…are you saying you want me to…cheat on my husband?" Terry's fur stood on end.

“No," Levi put a finger up. “Due, seriously, no, no, no! I would never ask someone to cheat on their partner. What I'm saying is, instead of suffering all month with the worst case of lady-blue-balls, come over to our side of the hall, and we can give you a crash course on sex ed. Get you up to speed on exactly how your body works and shit."

“But…I…"

“Hey, just think about it, okay dude? And just so you know, I haven't had a heat cramp in ten years."

“You…You haven't?" Terry's eyes went wide.

“I know how much those fuckers suck, so just give us the word that Joseph is okay with it, and we'll teach you exactly what you need to know."

Terry's was so transfixed on Levi's words, and the idea of being out of this constant throbbing pain, that he didn't realize the snow leopard was running his foot up along the side of his leg. Terry felt that brush against his sweat pants, his shin feeling almost magical for a moment as the sensation shuddered up into him and caused him to purr.

“H-How…how did you do that?" Terry blinked. He hadn't purred like that since he was a kid!

“Trust me, Sweetheart" Levi winked. “We can set your heat straight. Just give us a good knock when you're ready."

They finished their juice and talked about other things, but Terry was a million miles away. In his mind he was replaying that moment with Levi, his foot gently brushing his thigh. Then the thought of Joey doing that move crossed his mind. He purred, the cougar's face blushing deeply.

***

Supper that night was quiet.

The two were eating pork chops and potatoes at their dinner table, each on opposite sides. The only thing between their plates were the salt and pepper shakers. Joey was concerned with how quiet Terry had been since he got back. He gave the tiger a hug and a welcome home, but the cougar seemed distant.

“So," Terry cleared his throat after a mouthful of potatoes. “How was your day?"

Terry had his fork poking at his peas, his eyes glazed over.

“Terry?"

“Wha-Huh?" The cougar blinked and looked up from his plate.

“I was asking how your day was," Joey said again.

“Oh…as well as can be expected," Terry seemed to slip back into deep thought, his brow knitting together. The tiger sighed, his heat must be bad if he can't even carry a conversation, but maybe talking about his day would help distract him.

“How was the yoga session?" the tiger asked.

Terry gave a little gasp, his jaw getting tense.

“It…Levi…he…he said he could help me with my heat," Terry started, and then the words came pouring out. The conversation they had about sex and how his heat was out of control because they weren't doing something right in bed.

“What?" Joey cocked a brow.

“I…I know it sounds odd, but…I don't know what else to do," Terry was looking at his food, his fork unmoving.

“You can't be serious," Terry felt betrayed. “You…You talked to him about what happens in our marital bed?"

“No…I mean, yes, but…it just sort of came up. I can't hide the fact I'm in heat all the time and…one thing lead to another."

“So you thought I would be okay with you going across the hall and have them have their way with you?"

“Levi said that they could help me with my heat," Terry admitted. “I...Terry…I love you so much. I love you more than anything, but this is so painful."

Joseph had his fists clenched and was ready to shout when a single diamond tear rolled down Terry's muzzle and landed on his mashed potatoes. Instantly the wind was sucked form Joey's sails.

“I just can't anymore," Terry started. “I know you do your best. I know you love me and I know you know I love you too, but this is just so painful. I can't go on with another full month of his…I just…I just can't…I…" Terry's shoulders were starting to tremble, his tears streaming down his muzzle, his body frozen, his fork still in his hand.

“Oh Terr-Bear," Joey stood up and came to the other side of the table, his cougar husband breaking down into tears as he pulled him close. Terry sobbed into the tiger's chest. “I love you more than anything, and I know you're dealing with so much, and I can't…" Joseph's words caught in his throat as his green eyes glittered with tears. “I can't help you. I've tried, but…I'm sorry."

“No," Terry sniffed, pulling away from his chest. “I just…It's my heat. It makes me go crazy, I'm not thinking straight. I…I don't need to."

“No," Joey pulled him into his arms. “No…I think you should…if you think this'll help."

“I…" Terry sniffed. “I'll try anything…but…you don't think I'm not in love with you, do you?"

“No, of course not," Joseph pulled his Terr-Bear close, stroking his back comfortingly until they both calmed down. Gently cooing and shushing him softly.

So, the two agreed. The next day, as soon as Levi had time, Terrance was going to go over and ask them for help. To really get educated on his sex.

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