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Chapter 2: Into The Night

Jack drove home in his car, thinking about the day. He had gotten a lot done; he had helped an Anon get a job as a brewer's assistant and helped another start up a band with some other musician Anons. Those weren't the highlights of his day though, the highlight was Meghan. The change in her was audible from his cube. He could hear more happiness in her voice and when work was over she give him a smile and a (albeit hesitant) hug with the words "Thanks Jack", He smiled in response and rubbed her ears, which earned a happy ear wiggle and a tighter hug. ALL Anthros love ear rubs, in Jack's many years living in this world he had yet to meet one who didn't.

Feeling somewhat responsible for Meghan's good mood, he had given her his number in response to her giving hers to him. No sooner had he pulled into his apartments parking lot had he gotten a text from her.

"Wanna play a game together? =^-^="

While he had planned to eat something and maybe watch TV, the thought of a game with a lovely lady was not something he could really say no to. Why would he anyway? Meghan was cute and fun to be around, so why wouldn't he?

"Sure what do you wanna play" Jack texted back.

Sure he was tired, sure he just wanted to eat and relax, but there was something so eager in those words she sent him. Plus, he knew what she had gone through earlier, so he wasn't about to turn her down. The thought of the poor hybrid sitting at home alone, playing a game by herself because no one else would play with her, plagued the back of his mind.

"Do you have Slaughtersphere the game???" was her response.

He didn't, but he wanted to let her down easy.

"I don't but whatever, maybe next time" he sent her back, hoping she would drop it.

Instead he got a quick response of "It's Ok! I'll come over to your place and we can play together! I'll bring pizza and beer and stuff!"

This made him pause, it was a Friday evening...And while he had wanted to just relax and possibly crash, instead he had a very eager Anthro wanting to hang out with him. True, he barely knew her, but the memory of her crying to herself invaded his mind. He sighed and texted her back.

"Alright my address is 451 Bolder ave, apt 431"

He hoped he wouldn't regret this. Sharing an address with a co-worker could be risky...well, not really, right? How many summer barbecues had he passed up? How many company Christmas parties had he gone to, only to stay sober the whole time and skip the after party at someone's house? More than he wanted to admit, and despite his always turning the "main" event down, he always got invited, But... Even as he racked his memory for every event he had gone to... He couldn't recall Meghan ever being there. The thought hit him harder than he thought it would. The thought of Meghan sitting alone at home, playing games and drinking beer or wine on the night of the parties. The thoughts dug at him.

Eventually there was a knock on the sturdy door to his apartment, and Jack got up off his couch to open the door.

"Coming coming" he called out as he walked to it.

When he opened it, he was met with the sight of Meghan wearing a purple tank top that looked a size too small, with a black bra underneath it and black shorts that allowed her fluffy tail to flicker side to side lazily. She was attempting to balance 2 pizza boxes, a bag with a bulge like cans and a few bottles of something were in it, her purse, and a game disc, all in one paw, while she knocked with the other. Jack couldn't help but chuckle a bit as he relieved her of some of her burdens.

"Hey Meghan, Welcome to my humble abode" he said calmly, ushering her inside as he took the bag, which clinked ominously while she moved the remaining objects to her free paw. Jack shut the door behind her as she walked in, and turned to see her looking around the living room / entry area of his apartment.

"Not much of a decorator huh?" she said with a smile, looking back at Jack.

It was true, Jack never really did take the time to get decorations for his apartment. Even when he traveled abroad he hadn't thought about getting things from around the world for his place, he focused on work. Maybe he had missed the forest for the trees, or however it went. Still he wanted to move the focus away from him in this conversation.

"I thought you were just bringing pizza and beer? This looks like more than just pizza and beer" he said calmly, digging through the bag of drinks. True to her word, there was a brand of beer he hadn't had before, "Get Hammered Ale" but there was also a bottle of vodka. Meghan gave a nervous smile as she kicked off her flip-flops and set down the pizza and her purse on the kitchen table.

Jack's apartment was a standard one bedroom place, the kitchen had a counter overlooking the Living room which also functioned as an entry area. A lone hallways lead down to a bedroom with his bathroom attached to it. While not glamourous, it was in a decent part of town and decently priced for him to live. Set in between the Anthro district and the Human district, Jack felt most at home there. Seeing a Mix of humans and Anthros everyday reminding him of home, the Mother who raised him and the father who tried.

"Yea I did say that" Meghan says, wrinkling her nose at him "But I dunno what brand of beer you like! So I got Vodka! Plus that way we can play Slaughtersphere and take shots for whoever dies!"

Her tail flicked behind her as she spoke, and Jack could see she was trying to gauge his reaction to her words. To him it looked like she was getting ready for rejection, like she had tried to be friendly before only to get shut down. He nodded at her instead, and began setting the drinks aside.

"By the way, I hope you have chasers Jack, I can do straight vodka, but I prefer a soda after" she said as she walked to his PlayBox5 and put the disc for Slaughtersphere into it. For a moment, he was mesmerized by her hips, which stretched the fabric of her shorts; and although it was partially shrouded by her very fluffy tail, Jack could tell her had just the right curves. Still, he didn't let himself linger too long on his houseguest though.

"Yea I got some Dr.Pepper™, I hope you don't mind that" He said as he went to his fridge, opened it and peered inside. It was at this moment that he noticed just how barren his fridge actually was. No real food, some leftover Chinese from who knows how long ago. Seems like having Meghan over with some pizza might have saved him momentarily from starvation.

He stood and and closed his fridge then watched momentarily as Meghan grabbed a piece of pizza and started chomping on it as she looked at him with a happy smile.

"Dr.Pepper™ is perfect! Come on! Let's play!" she says happily as she put the pizza slice in her mouth and held it with her teeth, leaving her paws free to grab one of the cans of beer and a controller. Jack couldn't help but smile at the enthusiasm, how couldn't he? There she was, gripping a piece of pizza and a Playbox Controller. It was like a nerd's dream come true. A lovely lady, drinking and playing video games with him. Even as she made a face of disgust from drinking the beer, she looked at him with a smile.

"I've never really played this before" she said with a coy smile, her tongue partially out of her mouth.

Jack opened up a can of the beer, and while granted, it wasn't "His brand"; It was free beer, provided by a Fuzzy woman who was willing to play a game with him. The company was more than welcome in this case. Thinking back, when he had people he got along with at work, if they invited them over, most simply drunk themselves to oblivion, rather than try to have a good time with him.

Perhaps that's what made Meghan so different from the others. While yes, she wanted to drink and have fun with him, she wanted to have fun first and get drunk second. Flashes of college parties flooded Jack's head as he picked up his controller and grabbed a slice of pizza then sat down next to her on his couch. College had been college, drunken parties, attempting to hook up with Girls, the whole shebang. All things he didn't miss.

He ate a bit of his pizza as the game system booted up and started the game. He didn't know where Meghan had gotten the pizza but it was good, so why did it matter?

"I don't usually play spooky games" Meghan said before sipping her beer a bit "But I figured playing with someone would be more fun"

Jack nodded as he ate his pizza, he didn't usually play scary games either, too many focused on jump scares rather than build up. Slaughtersphere looked like the odd exception to the rule, and it allowed co-op in its FPS playstyle.

"OH! Go get the vodka and some cups and the Chasers! We're gonna see just how good you are at games" She said happily as she selected "Hard" on the games start up screen for its difficulty. Jack smiled as she got the game set up for them and he got the drinks ready. Two shot glasses, a few cans of Dr.Pepper™ and the bottle of vodka are all they needed.

"Perfect! Let's get to this then!" Meghan said, her fluffy tail swishing behind her.

The two of them played together and the drinks flowed a bit, and true to Meghan's Rule, both of them took a shot when their respective character died. Meghan had a bit more than Jack but was still cheery despite dying quite a bit more than him. Her happy smile fueling him on more as they played and drank together, Even though she was very very drunk. The vodka bottle laid nearly empty on the table now as they continued playing together.

What started as Meghan across the couch from him, ended with her and all her glorious fluff pressed against him. Jack pretended not to notice her inching closer with each video game death and shot from the start of the play session. Eventually, just her being next to him, a confident smile on her face, like she had somehow duped him into thinking she was still across the couch. How could he miss that fluffy tail though? At first, wrapped around herself and the tip in her mouth between shots as she focused; now it was around him like a spectacular fuzzy hug.

"The Snoon Wins!" Meghan cried out as Jack died again, mainly due to her hanging back and letting him attempt to shoulder a co-op boss on his own.

"Snoon?" Jack asked casually as he poured himself another drink, noting her ears folding down as he asked as he drank it deftly.

"Uh... yea Snoon, My Mother is Snow leopard from Hong Kong and my father is a raccoon from the US" She said, almost hazy in her speech. "Now! Drink your Bone hurting Juice" She said as she poured Jack yet another shot of the Vodka.

As Jack looked at Meghan, she seemed out of it; a far off look in her eyes as she looked at the screen of the TV. He could see what had happened, she was black out drunk at this point. Even though she was answering questions and being friendly, she wouldn't remember tomorrow. Best to finish this night off the right way then.

Jack slowly walked in front of Meghan and turned off the video game console, flicking it off as Meghan tried to lean around him to see the screen.

"Oh BOO!" She said with mock anger in her voice as he walked to her, her violet eyes locked on his in a fierce battle of who would control the night. Jack broke away on purpose though, letting her think she won. She was far drunker than he was and letting her have this little concession would help her feel better. Although it was obvious she was in no condition to drive home, Jack didn't mind letting the "Snoon" stay over for the night.

To him, it looked like she needed a night like this, an evening of forgetting her sadness. Tonight she was just a normal girl, hanging out with a friend, having a good time.

"Come on Meghan, I think you've had enough, let's get you to bed" Jack said in his usual calming voice as rain began to fall outside. How many times had Jack used this voice to comfort drunk sorority girls? How many nights of wishing from something more than a quick lay and instead getting the same thing each time; some drunken girl, human or Anthro, laying in his bed for nothing more than moments reprieve from their own lust? That was how all those guys got accused of rape, and miss him them lawsuits. That's what was on his mind as he let them sleep in his bed, in the clothes from the night before while he slept on the couch of his college frat house.

Thankfully, his silken voice worked, drawing the very drunk Meghan to him and his outstretched arms. She stumbled and fell into his arms in a tight hug that tightened more than he expected.

"MMMMM You're so nice, I'm glad you picked me" She mumbled, pulling Jack surprisingly close, her breasts pressed against his midsection and her long think tail slowly wrapping around him.

"Picked you? What are you talking about Meghan?" he sputtered out, both enjoying the tight hug, but not wanting to give the wrong idea.

"I mean...You were only nice to me to get at me right?" She murmured, her eyelids half open and her speech slurred. "You didn't even get turned off that Ima hybrid" She mumbled to him.

A thousand thoughts raced through Jack's head. Other guys hit on her before and rejected her? Did she think he was only being nice to get in her pants? How could he convince her to sleep without getting in trouble? An issue to deal with, but not right yet.

"Come on, let's get you into the bathroom and to bed" Jack said, wiggling out of her hug and pulling an arm around her waist to guide her gently to the bathroom. She thankfully accepted his guidance to the bathroom, although she's giggled happily as he did.

"Ooook Jack, I'll get all ready for you while you get the bedroom ready" she giggled as he ushered her into the bathroom.

"Ok Meghan, please don't fall" He said as she giggled and closed the door to the bathroom.

Getting the bedroom ready? Right now, that meant getting water for her to drink in the morning, and maybe grabbing a spare pillow for himself to sleep on the couch. Jack busied himself, grabbing a large bottle he usually saved for workouts and filled it for Meghan. He didn't know how long Meghan would be in the bathroom "getting ready". Quickly, he went to his bedroom and placed it on his bedside table, ready for the inevitable hangover that Meghan was going to be burdened with.

"Readyyyyy!" Came the slurred speech from his bathroom door as it creaked open.

Jack looked over and froze, speechless at the sight in front of him. Meghan stood leaning against the doorframe with a happy smile on her muzzle, her shorts and shirt were on the floor of the bathroom behind her as she stood in her lacey black panties and a bra that looked a bit too small. A Belly button ring glinted in the light as she strode towards Jack, albeit a little shakily.

"Like what you see Mr. Jack?" She said, her voice wavering slightly as she looked at him.

"I Do Meghan, but let's get you to bed" He said, lifting the covers for her.

She stood still for a moment, looking him up and down as he attempted to coax her into the bed.

"What's wrong Jack, am I Not sexy?" She struggled to say as she stumbled slightly and tripped forwards, causing Jack to drop the blankets and catch her.

"Ooo someone finally puts their hands on meeeee" Meghan mumbled as Jack stood her upright and lead her to the bed. As he led her, he focused on the bed, not the giggling, bubbly Snoon.

He didn't notice her paws until they held something out in front of his face, which caught his attention. In front of his face, dangling from one of her paw's claws was Meghan's bra. He Gulped quickly and tried his hardest not to peek, but his own thoughts betrayed him as his eyes darted to her bust. Her breasts, now exposed and perfectly sized, here covered in light brown fur and both of her Nipples had small barbells through them. Jack felt a bit of relief, as he got her to the side of the bed and she got into it without issue.

"Come On, Don't keep me waiting" she half moaned, half mumbled as one of her paws traced down her stomach and to her panties.

"I can't Meghan, not like this anyway, get some sleep" Jack said, pulling up the blankets over her.

"You think I'm an ugly mutt too, don't you?" she uttered as he stood up.

He looked deep into her eyes and saw the sadness behind them.

"Of course I don't think you're ugly or a mutt Meghan, you're beautiful, but you're drunk" He said, rubbing a hand on the side of her muzzle and face, stroking the soft fur that covered it.

"Promise?" She said as her paws wrapped themselves around his hand. For a moment, Jack thought he saw a moment of clarity in her eyes, which no longer had a look of sadness, but one of hope.

"Promise" he said to her, moving his hand to her ears and rubbing them gently as he sat down on the bed next to her.

"Mmmm ok" Meghan yawned as her eyes started to flicker closed.

Eventually she was sound asleep, breathing softly and with a small smile on her face. Ear rubs always did do the trick. Silently Jack stood up and began turning off the lights in his apartment, thinking about Meghan. She was cute and nice that's for sure, but it wasn't right to try and take advantage of her in her inebriated state. Would she still like him in the morning like that? Who knows? The thoughts of her and her body swam in his head as he laid down on the couch and fell asleep himself shortly after.