Both sets of eyes watched the milk chocolate pitbull sauntering away with just the slightest limp in her step. Every third pawfall she tried to awkwardly stretch her hips as if working sore muscles. Stopping she shot a wry glare back at the Saluki and Dogo Argentino and then promptly stuck her tongue out as they both nonchalantly averted their gaze.  Their eyes returned as she broke into a springy trot before disappearing around the corner.

	Hushpuppy licked at the mess the three of them had made, his tongue carrying the unique mixture into his mouth.  Distinct in taste, their own notes were all there mingling to create something he was growing to enjoy after similar encounters. Praline bumped up against him as he pushed with futile effort to get a few licks in before Hush cleaned it entirely.  Playful growls were exchanged as the fought over the last few licks, the sighthound resorting to biting at the Dogo’s ears and cheeks.  With a last long lick Hushpuppy sat and stroked a tongue a few times over his muzzle to catch any remnants of the sticky fluids.

	Praline sat beside the Dogo and leaned heavily into him, continuing to bite his ears. Little to no reaction was forthcoming from the stalwart white giant even as Praline chewed hard on his ears.  More than once he felt his own teeth meet in the tender flesh.  What had started out playful was turning into resentful frustration as he continued to ignore the sighthounds efforts.  Indignation filled the slight form and with a few last efforts he pulled at the white cheeks and bit hard into his thick neck.  No reaction outside a grunt that could have been simply indigestion rather than a attention.

	With a heavy sigh Praline collapsed into him with his full body weight throwing his head onto the block-like skull.  Rubbing his ears and cheeks all over Hushpuppy’s face he whined fitfully before coming to a rest leaned up against him.

	“Where do you think she went?” Hushpuppy stared off in the direction their little chocolate goddess had left.

	“To him, she always goes to him after.” Praline whined and chewed at Hush’s jowls as he nodded.

	Hushpuppy’s stomach growled, the puddle of mess had only reminded him that he had not eaten today.  A lingering pungent odor stuck to the inside of his mouth and nose as a constant reminder and mouth watering trigger.
	“I’m hungry.” Hush rumbled.

	“Seems to be a constant issue with you, either your brain is run by your cock or that great void of a stomach. There is little in-between that.” Praline snuffed.

	“What are you saying?” Hushpuppy replied the muscles in the side of his face betraying the quick flick of his eyes.

	Even this subtle bit of attention was a win for Praline.  Already excited from their vigorous exchange of DNA his cock began to swell again peeking through the tip of his sheath. 

	“When it comes to food or fuck you have the finest instinctual intellect I have been witness too, but set forth a question of which fork in the road to take upon a walk, the simple choice of left or right seems to tax what basic organ is located twixt yon ears.”  Praline bit hard at his ears again but there was little reaction.  

	“Right.”  Was Hush’s only reply.

	“I know I am right. I’ve watched you struggle with the basic concepts of walking with four legs.”

	“No. Right.  I would go right.  I always go right.”  

	Wry amusement began to creep onto the features of the sighthound, but before he could even finish the slight emotional muscle reflex Hushpuppy had moved.  Between the blinks of an eye he had spun and caught the Saluki around the throat, his jaws tightened and the yelp that had been poised to spring forth was knocked into a strangled whine.  Slowly he lowered the shocked slender form to the ground his tail wagging betraying the severity of the situation. Muscles memory in his jaw screamed at him to bite down as hard as he could, end the prey in his steel and gold jaws.  Years of hard killing weighed upon his teeth and the hunger inside him grew.  Effort to take the fragile dog’s life would have been minimal at best, his thin bones would crack and shatter.  Hushpuppy growled deep and menacing, for show, because the gasps and whines coming from the sighthound were anything but afraid.  Out of the corner of his eye he saw red.  With a slight adjustment he looked upon the thick member that filled the sheath to bursting standing out the end in a vibrant red and white pole.  Lodged firmly in his sheath was a knot that made his mouth start to water.

	Releasing the Saluki Hushpuppy stood over him is own sheath filled and balls tingling.  Sniffing at the prone saluki’s cock he gave it a few slow licks as the precum began to squirt.  

	“You still smell of her.”  Hushpuppy rumbled deeply feeling his lust and hunger grow.  “We’ll have to do something about that.”

	Their goddess loved a raucous and rough encounter, playing the defiant bitch and fighting them often. Made his cock burn like iron in a forge, he enjoyed fucking her hard.  She lusted after the knot.  Watching the Saluki do the same kept his balls working his seed down her throat.  Yet… Hushpuppy growled down at the Saluki again, the sighthound’s tail hole needed to be punished.  There was a different emotion that drove him with this prissy bitch of a dog.  Where he wanted nothing more than to please his Goddess, he wanted nothing more than to ruin this svelte form.