Damaged (Gay Furry Story)

Untitled Part 37

(sex ahead)
(Ivann's POV)

"Well, what do you think?" I asked as he pulled away, not taking his eyes off of me.

"You look - wow! Just, wow."

"I tried my best to keep Kate from going overboard with the whole drag thing," I told him as I shifted in the tight jeans - everything she put me in felt a few sizes too small and uncomfortable, but I went along with it, for her. "Do I look okay?"

"You look stunning. I can hardly believe that it's actually you and not somebody else."

Music played, bumping through the fourth floor, and the party erupted with cheers. Kate's eyes lit up, and a grin pulled across her muzzle.

"Let's go dance," she suggested enthusiastically to all of us.

Sean glanced at the others, and then back at me. "Do you want to? It could be fun."

"Yeah." I nodded. We both knew I wasn't exactly the best dancer, but I wanted to see if he had any other moves.

We followed suit, at the back of the pack, as the group walked out of the room. The music grew louder as we entered the living room, which was now packed with writhing bodies.

Kate cut in before we could even start to dance. "The first dance is mine," she declared as she grabbed my hand and pulled me away from Sean.

This is the second time tonight that she has taken me away from him. I looked at Sean, who just smiled at me. Part of me was getting annoyed with her pulling me away from him, and part of me knew she was just trying to have some fun with me, not to keep us apart.

"I'll come to get you as soon as this song is over," he told me, over the loud music.

I gave him a "you better" look, which made him chuckle before I turned my attention to Kate. You know, I was kind of glad she was dancing with me. I knew I was an awful dancer, but with her next to me, no one would notice actually how bad I was. They would all be too busy looking at the pregnant female, making a fool of herself, trying to dance.

I have to admit; I had fun dancing with her, though some of her dance moves had me laughing at her. She didn't care if every set of eyes in the room were on her. She was going to do her thing like no one was watching her and, soon enough, I was there with her. It was the first time I actually felt comfortable around such a large group of strangers and I was actually having lots of fun - I wish I would have known that it wouldn't last.

As Sean said, he came and got me when the song was over, saving me from making an even bigger fool of myself. We weren't even halfway through the next song before someone groped me. At first, I thought they might have just stumbled and bumped into me, and then it happened again and, that time, I definitely felt them grab me.

My dancing - if you want to call it dancing - ceased to nothing. Sean's face scrunched with a snarl as he looked behind me, at the one who was groping me. This isn't good. I watched the anger swelling within him. I have to stop this before he ruins the party by getting into a fight. I flinched as my ass was grabbed again, and I watched as his anger grew murderous in his eyes.

"Take me home," I told him, quietly, as I forced my hand to reach for his.

His face snapped back to normal as he looked at me, but the rage still burned, white-hot in the back of his eyes. He didn't argue with my request; he didn't even try to say anything - maybe that was for the best. He just took my hand and walked me out.

I know he didn't mean it - he probably didn't even notice it - but he had a crushing grip on my hand and he was practically dragging me behind him. Finally, when we had reached my car, I got him to stop and loosen his hold on my hand.