Everest was such a hyper little pup. You’ve seen her several times on her adventures, saving people who might have gotten into trouble both while with PAW Patrol or by herself, watching her enjoy sliding on her belly on ice or on snow. Saw the little thing save a dude by biting onto his pants, which was an interesting sight from where you lived. She even manned her own snowplow, however that worked.

	Having moved to the snowy South Pole, you always noted her up and about. In fact, among all the other pups in Patrol, she probably was the energetic of the bunch. Yeah it was the little one’s job and stuff so it was a non-point of observation really. What was an interesting observation was how unusually anxious the husky pup seemed to be, so much so that her hyperactiveness was toned down just a little. Not so much that others would notice, but it was off-putting enough to you.
	
	Being that the place wasn’t too populated, it meant that friends were few and far between, non-inclusive of the PAW Patrol pups themselves. On days where you were shoveling your drive and your porch and basically your whole front yard, you’d have regular encounters with the fluff bundle from time to time as she made her way back. Even at the end of her work shift she was always full of energy.

	Around this time of year, it’s always dark because the sun doesn’t rise for six months at a time. The neighbourhood you’re living in isn’t the most populated of the bunch but there are a few empty houses separating yours from the rest, and so City Hall always made sure that the lighting was always up in the streets for safety purposes. The location granted you a great deal of privacy no urban jungle or suburb could ever have.

	Late one evening and the snow falling one more, you eye the front yard, mug of coffee in hand, as it starts to layer with small patches of snow. Slowly but surely it’ll pile up, with a sort of surreal beauty to the silence and serenity of it all. The street lamps already on, you spot a glint of the pups’ tag shining in the growing darkness before you spot herself coming down the street. Everest on her way back to wherever. 

	Except she detours for the first time ever, seemingly headed the way of your home. Must be something urgent that can’t wait until she gets back to wherever. What could be so urgent not to go home for but not so urgent to have done at work? You shrug and head downstairs. Halfway down you can already hear the paws landing upon the wooden door. You open it up and look down at the pup, hyper as ever. Seems like she shook off the nervousness.

	Or so you thought. Her lavender and gray fur were dusted with flecks of the current snowfall. She was nudging her head against your leg with urgency. “Hi, uh.. I really couldn’t wait til I got back, so may I come in?” She started. Already acting weird off the bat, you thought for a bit since she never really made it this far into your home. You shrug and let the pup in.

	They say the cold deadens senses, but the moment Everest strides into your home, a foreign scent whiffed past. Her nervousness from earlier seems much more apparent as she nudges her head into your leg. This wasn’t any normal kind of nervousness, it seemed.. Urgent. You can guess why she didn’t want to wait to get back home for her to make a quick stop here. 

	The scent, now growing ever stronger, already having its effects on you. You could feel her emanate literal heat in every sense of the word. You move to shut the door quickly, lest any passerby catch on to what’s about to transpire. The pup was already pawing at the seam of your pants as the door shut. Cute as it may seem, you can see the desperation in her actions.

	You unbutton your pants, your erection escaping its cloth chamber as it springs free. Everest already had her tongue out, panting and drooling as if eyeing the best damn treat she’s ever seen. You sit down on your butt, although you didn’t need to given how big Everest was. It felt like it was making it easier for her, but who knows really. You didn’t have time to think as she ran her hot, smooth tongue along your cock.

	The soft feeling of her tongue felt amazing, almost beyond words. Sure she had other ideas for your dick that could feel even better, but for the moment it was heaven. She moved quickly, enveloping the tip with her mouth. The heat was blissful, and you had to stop yourself from pistoning yourself into her immediately. She took her pace, slowly bobbing at first, stopping shy of your nuts before coming back off again. She had such a small mouth, which aided with how tight a vessel she was in sucking you off.

	It was a bit messy considering how pups tend to drool, but that only added to how slick and heated the blowjob felt. You were throbbing hard, her tongue making sure to wrap around the pole every time she went down on you. Never in your life had you thought you’d be getting head from a dog, much less this expertly. At that point you couldn’t tell how much pre you were leaking into her gullet, because it was always gone immediately with each hot suck.

	Everest’s soft paws against your sack were a big contrast to her increasingly rough blowing. They were gently fondling at your nuts, growing increasingly wet from the tonguing and sucking. Speaking of increasingly wet, you could see a string of pussy juice leak down onto the floor as the pup serviced you. It was a slow and sticky stream, but peeking at it from between her legs was hot.

	You reached your breaking point quick given the onslaught. Everest must have noticed you were gonna nut given how hard you were throbbing in her mouth. On the last suck, she buried as much of you into her as she could as you held her soft, fluffy head in place by the neck.

	Her scent must be working better than you thought, because you nut hard. Your first few shots were not a problem for the pup, her tongue underneath your shaft, sort of keeping it in place. Unusually you were cumming much more than usual. Viscous the first few, your subsequent shots felt like they would never end. The heat, the softness of the maw around your junk made you want to go on forever. 

	She seemed to be enjoying it as well, her eyes screwed shut and her stream of juice now flowing more liberally as her abdomen distended slightly from the sheer amount of thick, hot seed you were pumping into her mouth. She must be excited of the prospect of getting all of that inside her the other way.

	Despite the grip her maw had on your dick, she couldn’t stop your cum from escaping through the sides of her mouth as they burst out. She let go completely, her tongue sticking out of her mouth and leaking out your cum onto the floor as she continued catching your last few spurts of seed onto her mouth and face. You had to admit, she looked cuter with her face and fluff covered in cum.

	Everest licked away at some of the cum, opening one of her eyes to look up at you. “I hope you’re not done yet.” She said, almost cooing in a way. She started wagging her tail, her behind shaking as well to match. Still coming off of your high, you nod, gesturing with a finger for her to turn around. She follows obediently, such a good girl.

	You didn’t want to plunge into her too soon. You bring a finger up to her wet canine pussy, a slight shine on the lips evidence of her arousal. She whimpered a little in impatience, but you knew something like this for somepup her size had to take its time. Sliding a finger into her, you were greeted with immediate clenching by walls softer than her mouth earlier. It felt hot with the soft, velvet-like walls not eager to let the new intruder go. You push onward, soon passing the first knuckle, and then the second. 

	By the time you reached the base of your finger, the pup was already shivering, her still-cum-coated tongue panting hard as she was gripping hard onto you. Pulling back took some effort, but you made sure to slide back into her with another finger to accompany the first. She understood, easing up a little to allow for the widening. Finally catching wind of what you’re doing, she slowed her breathing, though she was definitely still enjoying it greatly based on how hard those breaths were going.

	You pistoned your fingers a few times, wanting to make sure she was adequately loosened for you. Everest dropping by was one thing, her leaving hurt would be an entirely different issue. You picked up your fingering pace, her breathing catching up as well as you felt her closing in on her climax. She clenched hard, letting out a soft, adorable awoo as you felt fluids rush over your fingers, though not much, unsurprising coming from a pup.

	She dropped her front, you assumed out of exhaustion. It didn’t matter why she did anyway, you were throbbing hard again at the prospect of railing pup pussy. She wiggled her ass one more time, looking back at you and panting hard. The teasing got you even more riled up. Lining up your tip with her entrance, your hands gripped her sides firmly. 

	Just the head going in granted you a slice of heaven different from when your fingers went in. Now the walls, seemingly much softer and hotter than before, immediately had a vice grip on your dick. It took even more effort to slowly push yourself deep into her. Everest had to bite into her hat to stifle her moans as she felt her abdomen bulging more and more with each inch of your shaft. It didn’t take long to reach the limit, given her size.


	She was gasping and moaning into her cap by the time your tip had graced her cervix. Letting go of her hat, she let out a near-breathless plea of, “Please, be gentle” to you before biting onto her hat again. You obliged, taking things slow at first to indulge in the foreign sensation of canine puss. Every pull and push back was met with generous clenches per inch. This was way different from any experience you’ve had of this nature. That, the fact she was still leaking, added to your arousal. Hardening further inside her, you were squeezing more and more pre, making further ruts easier with each cycle.

	Picking up the rhythm, the pup was grunting almost happily as she felt herself get filled over and over and over. No doubt you were pushing all the right buttons of her heat as she climaxed several times over the next fifteen minutes. The pleasure was immense on your end as well, and you had to stop yourself several times to make sure you didn’t blow your load too early. 

	During one of those stops, you picked up the pup, dick still buried within her, and rolled her onto her back. Her paws hung limply in the air and her mouth was slack with the hat still inside it. Her rolled back eyes glanced back at you in confusion when you rolled her, but the next instant she knew what you were doing and went red all over her cute white face. She wanted a solution for the heat, she’s gonna get it.

	You rebuild your pistoning pace once more, her breathing heavy as her hat grows increasingly soaked with her slobber. Her leaking pussy juices were building up on the floor and following that was the pungent, musky scent of wet canine, and not the bad type either. Every breath you took in filled you with more animosity in the subsequent thrusts, you wanting nothing more than to just continue plowing the adorable fluffy husky.

	She must have felt you reaching your climax, as her front paws were clawing weakly at the air. You leaned forward, letting the pup have a weak grip on your shoulders as you kept plowing her in missionary. At this point she was squirting liberally per couple dozen thrusts and the entire living room was building up into a sauna of heat and lust, the scent of her arousal driving you harder and harder.

	Everest screwed her eyes shut as she came one last time, her walls clenching down on you hard. You were halfway through her depths, only barely getting to push through her resistant clenches as your tip kissed her cervix one last time. The torrential rush of your seed bury itself deep into her womb, the pup letting out a soft, defeated “Arooo” into her hat before giving up. You were seeing stars as you kept pumping load after loading into her hot canine pussy. 

The first few loads were enough to fill her up well, her already distended abdomen from earlier swelling a little more. No matter how hard her body tried, it had reached its limit by the fourth pump. The seed washed back out over your erection with the subsequent pumps, each load flushing out the old ones. Figuring that there was no use cumming further into her, you slid out, a good stream of cum and canine fluids pouring out of the missionary-laid husky.

You weren’t done however, rubbing your sensitive member and clenching it to release your load all over her fluffy swollen abdomen. Your cum matted her fur, but you couldn’t stop on account of how aroused you were. Everest had let go of her hat, her mouth open lazily, her tongue even more so as you aimed your cock at her face. She closed her eyes, accepting every hosing that you could give, each splurt of thick, hot seed making her body squirm as if every shot was giving her a mini orgasm.

There was no way her jacket was going to survive the seminal onslaught though, her entire form already caked with your cum. She was trying her best to swallow every bit of your load, but eventually she couldn’t take anymore. The pup now a cummy mess, you slid right back into her one last time, adamant to bury as much of your essence into this naughty pup for all the teasing throughout this “ordeal”. Her eyes had rolled back again, each throb of your erection followed by a soft “Ah”. 

You got off your orgasmic high, having absolutely basted the pup with all of your reproductive fluids. You were still hard inside her, panting and breathing heavily as you laid on top of her sticky form. You made sure not to crush her, hearing her own breaths matching yours in how heavy they were. After a minute of so of catching her breath, her eyes rectified and her blush had subsided substantially.

The young pup gave you a little lick on your nose as she finally came to, her rear legs teasingly squeezing inward as she gave your cheek a soft bap. “Guess it was awhile since you’ve had your own action, huh?” she winked cheekily.

You shrug, and give the good doggo a ruffle on the head, despite the sticky mess. “Maybe” Sliding out of the pup, you got off her. She got back onto her paws, the reminders of your sins trickling down her form and onto the floor. That’ll need some cleaning up. This living room will smell like dog heat for days, not that anyone would be dropping by or whatever.

“You better clean up, you wouldn’t want to go home all sticky and leaky as you are now.” You chuckle, giving her dripping canine pussy a gentle tap with the finger. A soft eep was all she managed, before following up with, “Well… I might need some help reaching some spots. You think you could help me take a bath?” The last sentence heavy with lust and smugness. 

Like hell you’d pass that opportunity up.