"Glad you could stop by, Miguel," Came King Nacho's pleasant voice as the grown pup entered the man cave/living room, approaching him with light strides, his tail swinging limply behind him along the way. It always warmed his heart to see his favorite relative either way, whether he was aged up or not. Besides the sex and making each other howl to the heavens, they played around and bonded well with each other, and everyone else like a father and his son would. If he knew him.

Miguel smirked, eyeing the spot the ruler pat beside him as he came closer and sat beside him, wrapping an arm around his shoulders, scooting closer, and bringing him in for a warm hug. "Likewise, babe." He murred, nuzzling his cheek and giving it a kiss. The ruler giggled and raked his claws up and down his descendant's back in gentle circles, causing him to moan softly and murr louder as he returned the favor with grooming his ear and nibbling the tip.

Regardless of being free of intimate intentions, their little hugs had always turned out like this. A session of grooming and gnawing on one another would take between a few seconds and a few minutes before they pull off and move on to the next step. They loved each other to that degree, but there were times it'd get stale, so they had to keep it to straight hugs in the meantime. They both realized that and took a moment to kiss before letting go, still in each other's arms.

"So..." Miguel drawled, his half-lidded eyes filled with growing want as his paw trailed down the other dog's chest slowly, reaching past his naval and twiddling with the hem of his loincloth that was pitching a tent. He could tell just his embrace was getting him excited. Was he really this insatiable? With all they've done with each other in the past, he couldn't have left that big an impression as Catterly had.

Already?

"What's the occasion today?" He finished, just casually squeezing his ancestor's length from under the gold cloth and watching him shiver from the touch as his breath hitched and his smile grew. "If I didn't get the message."

"Well," Nacho started, relaxing on the couch and spreading his legs as he watched a skillful pair of paws massage and manipulate what little of his rod he could reach from outside his loincloth. "I kind of want to watch those skilled paws work on something nice and hard."

"Yeah, and I was wondering. You mean like, my paws up here or my feet?" Miguel asked to be sure, already undoing the tie to his only source of clothing and slowly moving it aside to reveal his thick manhood standing at nine inches, dripping pre. "I can do both if you want." He snarled softly with sultry undertones, gripping and working his shaft slowly as he went to coddle his warm balls and heard him hiss.

"Just your paws on me for now. And be careful with those down there, they're still tender." He answered, whimpering softly with the way his sack was tended to. Miguel gave him an apologetic look but doesn't question it, to his relief. That was the second time he had been goaded into getting with the young author and it left him in a sour mood for a time until now, when he was in dire need of relief from someone who gave consent. There was Catterly and the boys to consider but they had their duties to attend to as he had.

There was no point in asking Ryuken or Eddy for the time being. They can live for a week or two without him. The others could provide nicely for them in his place if needed. He needs this time to himself and his descendant, who had now picked up the pace of stroking his rock-hard length. He hummed, watching himself be pleased and his balls be appropriately handled by the canine next to him, biting his lips.

"Feels so nice and warm, baby," He murred, taking time to feel his padded palm and fingers slide along the smooth length that pulsed nicely, excelling that warm directly into his paw through his fingertips. It was such a pleasant feeling that made him adore getting the king off, especially his occasional moans. "And your balls feel so full. Have you gotten yourself all pent up for me?"

"Yeah..." King Nacho trailed off into another moan, laying his head back and hissing louder when there was additional pressure put on his sore balls that were being rolled around. He didn't feel as much discomfort and pain as before when his cock was jerked faster and the tip was rubbed over more than once. He shook, trying not to move his hips up into Miguel's moving paw, his paw squeezing his shoulder as pressure and pleasure mounted in his loins. "Oh, goodness, my boy."

Miguel hissed, moaning with his ancestor as he planted a knee on the couch and moved closer over him, freeing his paw from his balls to grip his sheath as he twisted his palm over the tip of his cock and watched his reaction. He chuckled softly, switching paws and stroking the first five inches of his penis, looking into the bliss-filled face of the king who looked out of it from how nicely he got him off. He knew exactly how to get him in his state. Work his dick tip two ways, thumb the tip, and just softly but speedily work his cock until he burst.

"Ah-! M-Miguel!" Nacho cried when the canine leaning over him did the following, his fangs clenched from how slowly his thumb rubbed over the slit of the tip and around before lessening his grip and going even faster. He cried out again airily, willing himself to sit still and let it happen. He then took Miguel's cheek and led him in for a kiss. Their lips met for a moment before their tongues did. Miguel's stroking paw slowed down as he was occupied with making out with the king but was too into it to care. He was pleasing him, after all.

They separate and the pup notices that the cock in his paws was beginning to pulsate more frequently as did Nacho's shuddery groans. He couldn't help but grin when seeing the look on his face that better told him that he was close. Eyes half-lidded and mouth open, releasing such sounds that quickened his own pulse. "Close."

"Yes, very," He huffed, now shallowly thrusting into his descendant's paw. "Please, baby, make me cum~."

"Working on it, baby, just relax and let it all go..." Miguel reassured with a wink, twisting his paw up and down slowly, drawing harsh breaths out of his relative, then lightly, but rapidly stroking five times in succession. Nacho held in a cry, but Miguel got him to cry out again when he repeated the process with finesse.

"Miguel!" He whined, his hazel-gray eyes rolling up again before closing shut as Miguel worked on the tip next after the third time.

"There you go, baby, cum," He purrs, "Gimme all of it." 

And he did. With only a sharp gasp did Nacho cum, exploding in three strong, gushy bursts of sperm that landed on his naval down to his pelvis and his balls. Most of the spurts afterward landed on Miguel's fingers that still worked his throbbing length, coaxing more from the panting, whining ruler who shook in his grasp, blowing air through clenched teeth and snout while being continuously milked. "Haaah! Haa-aah! Mmmh!"

"Yeah, baby~." Came Miguel's purr as more of his seed oozed from his cock over his paw. "Every. Last. Drop." The ruler breathed in and out nice and deep, letting him do as he pleased with a whine or two.

After a while of pumping his cock, the canine finally stops and releases his ancestor's spent cock to clean off the lukewarm splatters of Chihuahua jizz that saturated his fingers down to the back of his paw with his tongue. He hummed, never getting enough of the sweet, salty taste given to him by the ruler of the underworld. He goes down and takes the ruler's cock in his mouth, his ears perking up from hearing him grunt softly, and sucks up what little remained of his seed before letting off and turning to the red-faced king.

"Mmh~." Miguel moaned, licking his lips before he was dragged into another kiss by Nacho clutching the back of his head. The latter hummed, tasting his own release and rubbing his ears down as did his descendant. They took this very moment to come together and embrace one another like before, letting their lips and tongue do much of the talking. Miguel was straddling him now, strengthening the kiss. He ignored his erection that was left out the entire time, dedicating himself only to his father-figure, and lover.

When they broke apart, Nacho's paws were already undoing his shorts and pulling his erection as he laid his descendant down on the couch, giving the mildly surprised dog a familiarly intimate grin while climbing over him.

"Thank you for helping me out, my boy. It's a pleasure to always have your company once in a while." He said, palming and working his cock. "But it's no fun if I can't return the favor, you know that."

Miguel moaned with a light chuckle. "My bad, I almost forgot. But hey, I'm always there for my favorite ruler of the underworld." That much was clear.

"Good." And then he swallows his descendant down to the hilt, repeatedly deepthroating him as he rolled his balls around and stroked his spit-shined length, listening to the sweet moans that drifted from his descendant. He too was hungry for the boy's seed, never taking any time to enjoy it nice and slow. He wanted to return the favor, and nothing was going to stop him.

"Oh, fffff...." Miguel seethed, his choice of words boggled by the heat of Nacho's mouth hungrily swallowing him down to the sheath. "Ah- yeah!"

His ancestor growled, sending nice vibrations all over his cock. "Mmhm!"

The grown pup laid his head back against the armrest, gritting his teeth and releasing a seething moan when eventually, the rapid stroking of the ruler's hot mouth and tongue became too much to bear, and he came hard inside. His mouth opens with a loud groan as the king in between his legs squeezed his balls and swallowed every drop, moaning along the way with the latter. The canine endured being milked and swallowed before his cock was released with a nice slurp and the king was upon him, nuzzling into the crook of his neck. He held him close to his chest, murring softly.

"Every last drop, just as you've done to me," Nacho snickered into his ear, prompting him to laugh.

"Yeah, you got me there." He hummed, taking in the king's nice warmth in their passionate embrace.