THE FAMILY IN RUTWELL FOREST

By Kthanid

With input from SerenaKtty

Chapter 7: The trouble with Platypi

“Where did the rock come from?” Tina asked.

“Bet it was the mean ol’ snake,” Timothy said.

“Snakes can’t throw rocks,” Kevin said. “They don’t have arms or hands.”

Serena and Monica glared at Martin.

“What?” Martin asked.

“You had to mention the rock,” Serena said. “We could have had them asleep after this part, but you had to mention the rock.”

Martin smiled sheepishly.

“Tell us about the rock!” the kits whined.

Serena sighed then launched into the story once more.

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“I hate you!” came and angry, anguished shout from somewhere outside Martin’s cottage.

Serena and Monica were momentarily in shock. They stared at the shattered hole in one of the front windows and at the rock and shattered glass on the floor. A second rock crashing through the other front window shook them both into action. Serena reached the door first and threw it open. At the edge of the clearing she spotted Shelby stooping down to pick up yet another rock. He cocked his arm back to throw it, then he spotted Serena. He turned and bolted into the trees. Serena sprinted after him. Being a cat in good shape, she easily caught up with the fleeing platypus, grabbing the back of his shirt.

“What on Earth do you think you’re doing??!
Serena shouted.

Shelby looked up at her, tears streaming from his eyes. The look on his face was on of fear, anger and sorrow all at once.

“I...I didn’t know you were there, Serena,” He sobbed. “I....”

“Shelby!” Monica shouted as she caught up with the pair. “You just better have an explanation for what you did.”

“I...I was j-just...” Shelby’s explanation dissolved into sobbing.

“We’re waiting,” Monica said sternly. “Just what did you think you were doing, young fur?”

“I...I HATE MARTIN!” Shelby blurted out, his face becoming hard and angry through his tears.

Monica and Serena were shocked.

“But why?” Monica asked. “He’s always been good to you and Sheila.”

Shelby looked at his older sister and Serena. The hard anger softened a little but his tears continued to flow.

“‘cause he gonna take you an’ Serena away from me,” he said softly.

“Martin isn’t going to take us away from you,” Serena explained. “You’re gaining a new brother and sister.”

“He is,” Shelby insisted defiantly. “He’s going to marry you and Monica. Then you’ll never...I’ll never get to....”

Shelby’s voice failed him. He looked at the ground and trembled as he tried to control his tears. Serena blinked in surprise. She knew what Shelby was getting at. The younger platypus had developed a crush on her since the day they first met. She’d tried to explain on numerous occasions that she just didn’t feel comfortable about being with him...‘that way’ because he was younger than her. She’d come to the conclusion that love was not only blind, it was deaf as well. Only now, though, did she see for the first time just how important this was to Shelby. Unlike Serena, Monica had no clue.

“‘Get to’ what?” Monica asked.

Shelby could only continue to sob. He looked as thoroughly miserable as any fur could possibly look. How he looked, however, did not even begin to portray the misery he felt.

“Well?” Monica demanded.

“P-please don’t...Don’t make me tell you,” Shelby pleaded pathetically. “You’ll j-just get mad at m- me.”

“I’m already mad at you, young fur,” Monica said sternly.

Backed into a corner, Shelby looked up at Serena. His tear filled eyes pleaded silently with her. Serena Bit her lip and sighed sympathetically. She wanted to help him, but knew this situation was one that needed to be resolved. Shelby swallowed hard and wiped his eyes.

“I...I like you b-both...” Shelby managed to choke out. “I like you b-both a lot. I...I’ve always wanted to...To play with you.”

“Is that all?” Monica asked incredulously. “You can still play with us, Shelby. Though I think Sheila would be more fun to play with for you.”

“Uhhh...Monica,” Serena said hesitantly. “I think he means a different kind of ‘playing’.”

Monica looked confused. Serena leaned closer and whispered to her.

“He means sex play. He wants to mate with us.”

Monica’s mouth dropped open and her eyes went wide in surprise and shock. She’d known that Shelby had indulged in a little peeping at her now and again…But to want to actually mate with her.... Monica stepped away from Shelby and Serena, turned her back on them and wrapped her arms around herself, trying to control her shock, embarrassment and anger. Shelby cringed and tried to squirm free of Serena’s grip, but Serena held him fast.

“Monica?” Serena called.

“Shelby, go home,” Monica said without turning around, her voice low and even. “Go to your room… Now.”

Shelby looked up at Serena through his tears. Serena saw in them the deep sorrow and hurt that the younger platypus felt. She released her hold on his shirt. Shelby walked slowly into the woods, his head hanging low and his tail dragging along the ground.

“Serena, I’m sorry about Shelby’s...Behavior,” Monica said, her voice cracking a little as she tried to keep from crying. “I’ll s-speak to him t-tonight. He won’t bring this...this subject up again. I promise you.”

Serena moved up behind Monica and put her arms tenderly around the trembling female platypus. Monica turned around and hugged Serena, her tears breaking free.

“I’m so sorry Serena,” she said. “I never thought...Never dreamed he was...he was....”

“It’s all right,” Serena consoled her soon to be life mate. “He’s at that age...That’s all. Boys will be boys.”

“I...I think I should go home and deal with him,” Monica said at length. “I am so sorry, Serena. Please tell Martin I’m sorry about his windows and that I’ll have Amanda come by and replace them.”

“All right,” Serena said. “But, go easy on him Monica.”

They kissed tenderly and held each other close for a minute or two then Monica started off for her home. Serena watched her go. She sighed sadly and went back into Martin’s cottage. She hoped that Monica wouldn’t be too harsh with Shelby. She knew now that the younger platypus had just had his heart broken. Surely that would be punishment enough.

She sat down in the chair near the couch and watched Martin as he slept. The Mink had remained blissfully unaware of the traumatic events that had just swept through his home. Serena tried to sweep aside her thoughts save for the beautiful, sweet male with whom she and Monica would soon be sharing their lives with. She wasn’t sure how long she sat there in quiet contemplation, only that she was awakened by a knock on the door. Martin continued to snore lightly. Serena got up and answered the door to find Randy, Joy, Binky and Harley there.

“Hi, Serena!” Joy said. “You weren’t at home when we got back. Randy figured that you’d either be here or at Monica’s.”

“Martin’s sleeping,” Serena said. “But I don’t think there’ll be any harm if you came in.”

“Wah thank y’all,” Binky said as she hopped into the living room with Harley in tow.”

Serena suppressed a giggle when she noticed the big fox had lost his jeans somewhere along the tour.

“Looks like you wore the Mink-boy out,” Randy commented.

“Actually, the Champaign did,” Serena said. “He’s a terrible lightweight.”

“Poor ol’ Martin,” Randy snickered. “He never could hold his alcohol.”

“Why was Martin drinking Champaign?” Joy asked.

“We just got back from his parents place,” Serena said.

“I take it you got some good news?” Joy asked.

“Yup,” Serena smiled brightly.

“Bet that was a tough sale,” Randy grinned.

“Not so much,” Serena said. “His father was all for it. He helped us convince Mrs. Mink.”

“So what’s with the windows?” Randy asked.

“Long story,” Serena said, her smile dimming a bit. “I don’t want to get into it right now.”

“Well, Randy and I should be getting along,” Joy said. “Congratulate Martin for us when he wakes up.”

“I will,” Serena promised.

“Ah’ll take Harley back ta y’all’s place so he can get settled in,” Binky said. “Y’all are comin’ home t’nahght, right?”

“Ummm...well, I’m not sure,” Serena said, glancing at Martin. “Don’t wait up for me...And make yourself right at home.”

“Don’t worry about me,” Harley grinned. “This is your night. Have fun.”

Serena saw her friends out then turned her attention to Martin. The Mink continued to sleep obliviously. She heaved a happy sigh and set about cleaning up the broken glass in the living room. She taped up some cardboard over the window to keep the breeze out and the set about straitening up the rest of Martin’s home. Some time later, there came a knock on the door.

Serena answered the door and to her surprise, found Shelby standing there. The platypus clutched a brown paper bag tightly to his chest and looked at the ground.

“Shelby?” Serena said.

Shelby looked up, his eyes sad and puffy from crying. He held out the bag to Serena.

“Monica said I had to give these to you,” he said sadly.

“What are they?” Serena asked as she took the bag.

She looked inside to find a loose collection of photographs and three video tapes labeled ‘Serena’. The photographs were of Serena, some alone some not, some clothed, some in various states of undress…Some engaging in mating and sexplay.

“Wh-where did these come from?” she asked, more than a little embarrassed and a bit angry.

“I took them of you,” Shelby said quietly. “At least I could pretend that way. I...I’m also supposed to...To say good-bye.”

“Good-bye?” Serena asked, genuinely surprised.

“Monica is going to send me back to Australia,” he said.

“Back to Australia? Whatever for?”

“I told her how I loved you and Sheila and her and she got all flustered and embarrassed. Then she got mad. She told me that it was wrong and that if I couldn’t behave myself here, that maybe I could behave myself back with me mum and dad. She...She even called me a little pervert.”

“Oh my,” Serena said, feeling sorry for Shelby’s plight. “What about your sister, Sheila?”

“Sheila doesn’t want me to go. Monica said that we needed to be separated. I can’t help how I feel. I just want share myself and good feelings with the furs I love.”

Shelby lost the fight to control his tears. Serena looked down at the miserable platypus. She knelt down and hugged him close.

“There are other ways to show you love someone, Shelby,” Serena tried to explain.

“But you and Monica and Martin love each other and you...Mate and play with each other. Why can’t I play too?”

“I wish I could make you understand, Shelby.”

“I know...And I’m sorry that I ruined yours and Monica’s day.”

“Shelby, you didn’t ruin our day. We’re just disappointed that you couldn’t be happy for us. True, you shouldn’t have taken out your anger on poor Martin’s windows. But still....”

“I am happy for you,” Shelby sniffed. “But I just want to be happy with you.”

“You can be…Just not that way. We’re going to be a family soon,” Serena said, smiling warmly and ruffling his hair. “I’ll try to talk to your big sister about this Australia trip, all right?”

Shelby nodded, then looked into Serena’s eyes. Serena saw confusion and fear there for a moment before the young platypus suddenly pressed the end of his bill against the end of her muzzle. Serena was taken by surprise. She could feel the passion behind the kiss before Shelby broke it and looked into her eyes again.

“I can’t help the way I feel,” he said softly. “I still love you.”

Serena hugged him and was hugged tightly in return.

“You take care, Shelby,” She said as they released each other. “I’ll talk to your sister in the morning.”

“Thank you, Serena,” Shelby said before turning and walking out into the forest.

Serena watched him until he had left the clearing. She hoped that she could convince Monica not to send him away. She liked Shelby very much, just not the way Shelby wanted her to. She turned and closed the door then took the bag and set it on the coffee table.

“NO MORE FEATHERS!!” Martin shouted as he awoke with a start. “Huh? Wha? Where am I?”

“Feathers, dear,” Serena smirked.

“Feathers?” Martin asked. “Did I say feathers.”

“Yes you did.”

“Oh, I must have been dreaming,” Martin said as he massaged his head. “Something Randy and Olivia and me did once.”

Serena leaned down and kissed him.

“Where’s Monica?” Martin asked, looking about the room.

“She had to go home,” Serena said. “She found out about Shelby’s little crush on her and me and about him and Sheila.”

“M-Monica too?,” Martin said. “Poor Monica.”

“Now she wants to send him back to Australia.”

“Maybe we can talk her out of it?”

“That’s what I was thinking,” Serena said.

Martin suddenly stifled a giggle.

“What’s so funny?” Serena asked.

“I just had this mental image of Shelby trying to...well...I mean....”

Serena grinned at Martin and tapped him on the nose.

“Naughty mind,” She mock scolded him. “Why not turn some of those naughty thoughts into action?”

“You mean let Shelby...?” Martin said, his eyes going wide in surprise.

“No,” Serena grinned, her tail whipping around to tickle under Martin’s chin.

Martin grew a silly grin on his face as realization set in. He reached up and took hold of her shoulders and pulled her down over him. He kissed her tenderly. Serena licked his lips and her tail began to lash the air behind her.

“We’ll make this up to Monica when we see her next,” Serena purred. “How about that?”

“Mmmmm okay....”

Serena nipped and suckled at his neck. Martin raised his chin for her and caressed her back causing her to purr louder. He shifted himself, lying her on the couch while he hovered over her, all the while trading licks and kisses and caresses. He slipped off her shirt, marveling at her lovely rounded breasts. He licked and nipped at her throat as he placed his hands over her firm breasts, kneading them gently. Slowly he licked his way down to one nipple while Serena moaned happily and arched her back, thrusting her chest up at him. He suckled hungrily at her breast while his hand caressed down over her belly fur and fumbled with the snap on her shorts. After a moment or two, Serena undid the snap for him and lowered the zipper. Martin grinned sheepishly then slowly slid her shorts down and off. He then repeated the procedure with her panties, caressing her rump, thighs and calves before slipping the over her feet.

Serena purred and wriggled a little on the couch, inviting Martin’s gaze. Martin Kissed and licked Serena’s belly while caressing her rump and thighs, moving lower and lower until he reached her female swelling. Serena smiled and purred in anticipation. Her lover kissed and licked her mons and down to the top of her slit. Her arousal was more than evident by the swelling and protruding of her clitoral hood from between her labia. Martin kissed and licked at her clit, causing Serena to moan and purr loudly as she spread her legs apart some to give him better access. Martin pressed his muzzle against her slit and squirmed it side to side, working his way between her fuzzy outer lips. His tongue flicked and danced against her soft, salty inner folds.

Serena leaned her head back moaning and purring as the tingles built with her pussy and spread to her belly. Martin’s tongue tickled and lashed her most intimate of places faster and faster. Serena arched her back as her orgasm exploded in her belly. She groaned as Martin gripped her hips tightly and lapped at her pussy to increase and prolong her pleasure.

Slowly she eased down from her climax, panting and purring softly. Martin continued to caress her thighs and rested his head on her belly. He licked her juices from his muzzle and smiled up at her. Serena smiled back at her lover. She pulled him up over her.

“Was it all right?” Martin asked.

“It was wonderful,” Serena said as she wrapped her leg over his back.

“Y-you want s-something?” Martin smirked.

“Oh yes,” Serena smiled back seductively.

Martin squirmed a little, clumsily lowering his pants enough to free his aroused male pride and positioning himself. The head of his lover’s tool thumped against Serena’s clit eliciting a fresh outburst of purring and moaning. After a few moments of fumbling, he pressed his hard throbbing shaft into her soft warm cunny, slowly filling her.

He began making quick, short thrusts, pushing deeper and deeper into her. Serena kissed and licked at his neck and muzzle urgently while her love tunnel was rhythmically filled and emptied and refilled again with his lovers pleasure staff. Martin lay heavily atop her, his body rubbing against hers with each thrust. He thrust harder and faster, his groin slapping up against her pussy. He groaned as he felt the tingly cold sensation in his toes heralding his coming release. Serena moaned loudly and curled against Martin as she came again, her pleasure washing through her in wave after wave. A moment later, Martin pushed as deeply into her as he could as his seed and essence gushed again and again into her belly.

They eased back down to the couch slowly, trembling and moaning in each others embrace. Serena purred and kissed her fiancé deeply. He returned the kiss with equal passion until both of them were forced to come up for air.

Martin felt his heart swell inside him as he looked into Serena’s eyes and saw the love she held for him there.

“I love you,” he said.

Continued