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Go show him some love and maybe get a story for yourself :3","writing":"“Ah, hell, why do I get myself into these things?”\n \nThe question slipped from the gasping lips of a gray rat, running at breakneck speeds through the world famous Tirrian Bazaar. He dipped and dodged, his knee-length coat flapping behind him, ducking around curtains of luxurious silk fabrics and hopping over stalls displaying golden trinkets and other valuables. On a normal day, he would have gladly liberated each stall of its most gaudy piece, alleviating the owners of the responsibility and stress of selling such items, but today, he was more concerned with keeping his paws attached to his wrists. Adding more scars to his already impressive collection proved to be very unappealing. His ears could hear the stomping of armored boots, even over the shouting of the vendors. He was fast, but the Tirrian guards were just as tenacious as their reputation suggested.\n \n“Oh, come on! It was just a little barfight!” he complained when his route of escape, an alleyway that connected the Bazaar to the palace main road, was intercepted by three guards, an assortment of canines dressed in red and gold, and armed with nine-foot long spears with short swords at their waist. Of course, he thought, it wasn’t just a little barfight. Less than twenty minutes ago, he’d gotten in a drunken argument with the Captain of the Guard and had proceeded to beat the Doberman to within an inch of his life. It was then, in his arrogance, that he’d announced himself as Jin, Master Bandit, wanted in five different countries. Okay, so that might not have been the brightest thing to do when he was in one of the most heavily guarded cities in the world, in a pub frequented by some of the highest ranking officers in the military. Not very bright at all.\n \nThere was no sense in worrying about the past, though, and Jin found the present to be much more concerning. Cut off from his path, he rushed a wooden stall and in three mighty bounds; once up on the counter, the next to the awning, and the final sent him hurling through the air, crashing into and grabbing hold of a scaffold that led to the roof of the building. One of the guards, a cheeky Dalmatian pup, hurled his spear. The steel tip sailed just inches away from Jin’s paw, but the rat ignored it, crawling and scaling until he got on the roof.\n \nAt any other time, he would have loved to have surveyed his vantage point, but time was of the essence and he didn’t have the luxury to be able to take in the view. He scampered along to roof, his feet freeing loose ceramic shingles, sending them crashing on the ground below. “Need to get off this roof,” he groaned. Even if they couldn’t see him, the guards could easily track his whereabouts thanks to that. He crouched, quickly surveying the rooftops, looking for anything that could possibly aid him.\n \nHis salvation came in the guise of an open window on the second floor of a building a hundred feet away from him. He broke into a run, keeping to the side of the roof opposite of the building he aimed for, and when the time came, he reversed directions, pumping his legs as hard as he could and kicking off into the air. His acrobatic prowess proved itself, and he said through the window as cleanly as a diver off a springboard. The only sign of his jump were the curtains rippling from his passage. He hit the wooden floor hard, rolling to disperse his kinetic energy, before hopping back on his feet. He was in a bedroom of some kind, rich and finely furnished, with furniture crafted from Mohesian walnut and sheets and décor from neighboring Tundel.\n \nA sound, light and hesitant caused Jin to spin around, his short fur still somehow managing to bristle. The rat happened upon another, an odd cyan-colored fox, no older than fourteen and standing at just over two thirds his height. A second later, a fierce knock rocked the door downstairs, and Jin acted quickly. He rushed the fox, clasping his paw over the fox’s muzzle, and pushed him towards a closet, its bifold shutter doors partially ajar. He pulled the fox in with him, sinking amongst the rich furred coats. He left the doors open, but held the fox tightly in his arms. When the boy started to whimper, he hissed, “Shhhh, just keep quiet! I’m not going to hurt you. Just stay still and maybe we’ll get out of this.” The fox folded his ears back, but his whimpers slowed. Jin didn’t take any changes, though, and his paw remained firmly clamped around the fox’s muzzle.\n \nHis ears strained, but he managed to hear the sound of movement downstairs. From their voices, he could tell they were soldiers, but there weren’t many, no more than three. That could only mean one thing. They didn’t know exactly where he was. They were clearing each domicile one by one. All he had to do was not get caught and he was home free. A peculiar scent wafted through his nostrils, and the boy started squirming again, though he did not make a sound. Jin wrapped his other hand around the fox’s midsection and tugged him closer. “Stop it,” he whispered as softly and gently as he could. “If you don’t stop moving, things could get really ugly.”\n \nThe fox didn’t stop squirming, and so Jin held him closer still. His crotch was flush against the fox’s rump, exposed and vulnerable to the constant wiggling. Jin felt his loins grow taut. The rat grimaced and was about to speak again when loud footsteps chilled his blood. He froze, squeezing down hard against the fox when a terrier stuck his into the room. The dog sniffed the air before taking a step in, his boots echoing on the hardwood floor. “Hey, Lan!” he called out. A voice much further away answered him. “I’m upstairs. Smells like the Lady’s room!”\n \nThe dog kneeled to one knee, looking under the bed, stood and made his way towards the closet. Jin’s heart raced faster and faster, and he feared the dog would be able to hear it. The terrier brushed his paw along the coats, and Jin watched, his mind racing. He would have to find a way to push the fox to the side, disable the dog and do all of that before the dog sounded a cry. His eyes flashed around, looking for tools he could use, plotting out possible scenarios. Just before he could act though, the dog sniffed again and backed away. He laughed to himself before heading towards the door. “Lan! The Baron’s a lucky man! Totally smells like the Lady’s in heat!” The terrier laughed and left and Jin listened for the footsteps to fade.\n \nAnother five minutes passed before the rat felt comfortable, and he gently let go of the squirming fox. The boy fell forward out of the closet, whimpering and rubbing his nose. Jin started to speak, but the fox was quicker to the draw. “I’m sorry, mister,” he pleaded, facing Jin and bowing until his head touched the floor, a display of ultimate submission unique to the Tirrian lower class. “I didn’t mean to break in,” he lied.\n \n“Hey, now,” Jin said softly, lifting the fox’s chin off the ground. Now that he wasn’t running for his life, he was able to get a much better look at the boy in front of him. In his panic, he’d assumed the fox was a child of the owner, but closer inspection showed someone who’d lived almost as hard a life as he had, if not for nearly as long. The fox’s golden brown eyes were the only sharp feature he possessed; dirt and grime dulled the color of his fur, which Jin expected would be quite vibrant under different circumstances. The fox’s underbelly, paw and fingertips were white, and the tips of his ears and tail were highlighted in lavender. He wore clothing made of hemp, tattered and torn by far too many snags and close calls. “You are an interesting boy, aren’t you? What’s your name?”\n \n“G-Goji….” The fox named Goji sat up, his legs splayed on either side in a manner that Jin couldn’t have replicated even at his most flexible. “I was just here ‘cause—”\n \n“I don’t care why you’re here,” Jin said, but when Goji started to wilt, he reached forward and placed his paw on the boy’s shoulder. “Erm, sorry! Just a bit stressed. You don’t have to explain yourself to me is what I meant. I don’t live here, either.” The rat’s nose tingled. He could definitely smell what the terrier could smell earlier. The fox started shuffling again, and Jin realized with a start that this boy was the origin of the increasingly strong scent. “Are you okay?”\n \nGoji dropped his head and splayed his ears. “I... I need a favor....” he said after a moment’s hesitation, biting his lip. “But you can't ask what it is!”\n \n“I'm not in the business of doing favors for strangers, kid,” Jin said, climbing out of the closet and standing to his full height. Sitting there on the floor, the kid looked absolutely tiny. “Especially mystery favors.”\n \n“Awwwr, please?” Goji's cheeks flushed and he crawled forward until he sat at the rat's feet. “It's nothin' bad. You don't even have to do anything! I promise it's not bad, and you don't even have to leave this room! Please say yes!”\n \n“No.”\n \nThe fox's fingers gripped on to Jin's pants leg around the upper thigh. “No, wait! I swear it's not bad!” he pleaded. The fox shuffled more and Jin noticed that his cheeks had taken on a tint of red.\n \n“Not happening unless I know what you want me to do. Even then, doesn't mean I'm going to say yes.”\n \n“But.... fine…” Goji sighed and grumbled under his breath, “P-please breed me....”\n \n“Excuse me?” Jin stuck a finger in his ear, trying to clean it. He couldn't have heard correctly.\n \n“I need someone to... to... it aches so much down here. I can't resist it anymore. I was trying to find something that could help me when I came in here.”\n \nThe scent grew stronger, intense enough now that Jin's crotch began to show the initial definitions of a hardon. His arousal made it difficult to think, and decisions that he would have had no trouble making were becoming more clouded and obscured in the budding haze of lust. “You want me... to fuck you, a kid? You're just a little kid....”\n \nThe fox didn't answer. Instead, he backed away a few feet and turned, resting his chest on the floor. His fingers gripped his waistband, and Jin watched, shocked, as the boy presented himself, pulling his pants to his knees, hiking his tail high in the air and exposing his white-furred, firm and supple rump, and there, where his testes should have been, were the wettest lips the rat had ever seen. The fox looked back, whining and wiggling his hips. His need permeated the air in his scent, and Jin was on his knees in an instant. The rat explored Goji with gentle, practiced touches, a thumb underneath the fox's tail to keep it propped up, a nimble finger running along the rims of his flesh; each action coerced a desperate moan from the fox. “Please...I really need it...” he begged, burying his muzzle with his arms. “I can’t bare it any longer!”\n \n“I haven't said yes,” Jin reminded teasingly, but his pants had grown so tight, he couldn't bare keep them confined. With his free hand, he unfastened his belt and freed his girth, standing proudly over average. He massaged his length and released his heavy balls from their tight confines. “Though, I have to say this is quite tempting.” More time than Jin cared to admit had passed since he'd last had the opportunity to play with anyone, male or female, and most of those encounters had cost him in one way or another. The opportunity that was currently presenting himself was too good to be true. I'm not dreaming, he told himself while he amused himself by listening to the fox's wanton moans whenever his finger grazed that tiny nub of flesh. The tip of his shaft, marked by a single bead of precum, inched forward until it pressed firmly against those lip. “So kid. How much you want it?” he asked.\n \n“I... I want it a l-aaahh!” In the middle of Goji's confirmation, Jin pushed forward, his thick shaft spreading the boy's cunt and diving into slick warmth.\n \nThe rat gazed down at the fox writhing beneath him. “Oh, come on, that was just the tip,” he said with a grin, reaching out and raking his claw down Goji's back. The fox moaned and arched his back, his tightness squeezing around Jin and forcing out similar sound. “Oh ho, I see someone liked that,” the rat said between pants, gripping Goji's hips with both hands and rolling his hips forward in an agonizingly slow manner. The more lustfully the fox moaned, the more he pushed forward, until finally his hips pressed flush against the fox's rump once more. There, he rested, listening to the music of Goji's mewling. The fox's tongue had lolled out and his arms were kneading and scrapping at the floor. The larger rat leaned over, pressing deeper and eking out another moan. “Having fun down there?”\n \nGoji tried to speak but only managed a few pitiful whines and moans, settling for simply nodding his head. Jin shook his head. “Really? Nothing to say?” the rat taunted, his claws digging into the fox hips and making his whimper. “I guess,” he said as he drew his hips back, until only the head of his shaft reminded inside, “I'll have to try harder!” And with that, he pulled Goji back against him, using the fox's own weight instead of his hips. His cock sank deep into the fox's yielding body, and Goji's mewls heightened with ever increasing pleasure.\n \nHis teasing over, Jin developed a rhythm of slow firm thrusts, deep and satisfying, speeding his thrusts only when he no longer felt great resistance. The sound of his hips slamming against that fox's butt and the wonderful warmth that squeezed around his cock only served to whet his appetite and following soon after, he released Goji's hips and grabbed on to the fox's shoulders, slamming into his with full-bodied thrusts that turned the fox's moans into borderline screams of pleasure.\n \nThe floor ran slick with Goji's drool, flowing freely from the fox's muzzle. His legs tingled and threatened to go numb. He felt dizzy and giddy all at once, so full and satisfied every time the rat's dick hilted him. His body ached, and he didn't care; this ache was so much better than the one that had been there before. Hiding had been agony, bound in the arms of a strong masculine figure and completely unable to have him sate the powerful urges that compelled him. This is where he belonged, dominated by someone bigger, stronger, more powerful than himself.\n \nJin's pounding doubled in speed, the firm smacks sounding wet now. The rat pushed down on Goji's head and lifted his legs, and as Goji cried out, he did as well, slamming in as hard and deep as he could. His balls tensed and pulled down to his body and his naked tail curled as jet after jet of thick hot cum splashed inside the fox. He lost count after size, the afterglow taking him quickly. He fell to the side, bringing the fox with him, his arms wrapped around Goji's body. He continued to thrust, each motion coaxing out another spurt, until finally he couldn't handle anymore. Jin pulled out of the panting fox, breathing heavily himself, and he sprawled out on his back. “Kid... you just might have been the best fuck I've had in a while,” he said.\n \nThe fox wiggled up beside him, his legs shuffling together. Cum dribbled from his snatch, the flesh as red as his cheeks. “I... thank you,” he said softly. “I really needed that... it was starting to really hurt.”\n \n“This your first heat?” Jin asked, looking at the fox, and when Goji nodded, he grinned. “Hah, enjoy. I've heard of your type, though you're the first I've met. You'll get heats fairly often, and there's only one way to cure 'em.”\n \n“Could... I maybe stay with you, then?” Goji asked hopefully.\n \nJin's smile couldn't have been wider. He folded his arms behind his head, his chest swelling. “Well...if you think you can keep up with Jin, Master Bandit, then sure, why not?”\n","writing_bbcode_parsed":"“Ah, hell, why do I get myself into these things?”
The question slipped from the gasping lips of a gray rat, running at breakneck speeds through the world famous Tirrian Bazaar. He dipped and dodged, his knee-length coat flapping behind him, ducking around curtains of luxurious silk fabrics and hopping over stalls displaying golden trinkets and other valuables. On a normal day, he would have gladly liberated each stall of its most gaudy piece, alleviating the owners of the responsibility and stress of selling such items, but today, he was more concerned with keeping his paws attached to his wrists. Adding more scars to his already impressive collection proved to be very unappealing. His ears could hear the stomping of armored boots, even over the shouting of the vendors. He was fast, but the Tirrian guards were just as tenacious as their reputation suggested.
“Oh, come on! It was just a little barfight!” he complained when his route of escape, an alleyway that connected the Bazaar to the palace main road, was intercepted by three guards, an assortment of canines dressed in red and gold, and armed with nine-foot long spears with short swords at their waist. Of course, he thought, it wasn’t just a little barfight. Less than twenty minutes ago, he’d gotten in a drunken argument with the Captain of the Guard and had proceeded to beat the Doberman to within an inch of his life. It was then, in his arrogance, that he’d announced himself as Jin, Master Bandit, wanted in five different countries. Okay, so that might not have been the brightest thing to do when he was in one of the most heavily guarded cities in the world, in a pub frequented by some of the highest ranking officers in the military. Not very bright at all.
There was no sense in worrying about the past, though, and Jin found the present to be much more concerning. Cut off from his path, he rushed a wooden stall and in three mighty bounds; once up on the counter, the next to the awning, and the final sent him hurling through the air, crashing into and grabbing hold of a scaffold that led to the roof of the building. One of the guards, a cheeky Dalmatian pup, hurled his spear. The steel tip sailed just inches away from Jin’s paw, but the rat ignored it, crawling and scaling until he got on the roof.
At any other time, he would have loved to have surveyed his vantage point, but time was of the essence and he didn’t have the luxury to be able to take in the view. He scampered along to roof, his feet freeing loose ceramic shingles, sending them crashing on the ground below. “Need to get off this roof,” he groaned. Even if they couldn’t see him, the guards could easily track his whereabouts thanks to that. He crouched, quickly surveying the rooftops, looking for anything that could possibly aid him.
His salvation came in the guise of an open window on the second floor of a building a hundred feet away from him. He broke into a run, keeping to the side of the roof opposite of the building he aimed for, and when the time came, he reversed directions, pumping his legs as hard as he could and kicking off into the air. His acrobatic prowess proved itself, and he said through the window as cleanly as a diver off a springboard. The only sign of his jump were the curtains rippling from his passage. He hit the wooden floor hard, rolling to disperse his kinetic energy, before hopping back on his feet. He was in a bedroom of some kind, rich and finely furnished, with furniture crafted from Mohesian walnut and sheets and décor from neighboring Tundel.
A sound, light and hesitant caused Jin to spin around, his short fur still somehow managing to bristle. The rat happened upon another, an odd cyan-colored fox, no older than fourteen and standing at just over two thirds his height. A second later, a fierce knock rocked the door downstairs, and Jin acted quickly. He rushed the fox, clasping his paw over the fox’s muzzle, and pushed him towards a closet, its bifold shutter doors partially ajar. He pulled the fox in with him, sinking amongst the rich furred coats. He left the doors open, but held the fox tightly in his arms. When the boy started to whimper, he hissed, “Shhhh, just keep quiet! I’m not going to hurt you. Just stay still and maybe we’ll get out of this.” The fox folded his ears back, but his whimpers slowed. Jin didn’t take any changes, though, and his paw remained firmly clamped around the fox’s muzzle.
His ears strained, but he managed to hear the sound of movement downstairs. From their voices, he could tell they were soldiers, but there weren’t many, no more than three. That could only mean one thing. They didn’t know exactly where he was. They were clearing each domicile one by one. All he had to do was not get caught and he was home free. A peculiar scent wafted through his nostrils, and the boy started squirming again, though he did not make a sound. Jin wrapped his other hand around the fox’s midsection and tugged him closer. “Stop it,” he whispered as softly and gently as he could. “If you don’t stop moving, things could get really ugly.”
The fox didn’t stop squirming, and so Jin held him closer still. His crotch was flush against the fox’s rump, exposed and vulnerable to the constant wiggling. Jin felt his loins grow taut. The rat grimaced and was about to speak again when loud footsteps chilled his blood. He froze, squeezing down hard against the fox when a terrier stuck his into the room. The dog sniffed the air before taking a step in, his boots echoing on the hardwood floor. “Hey, Lan!” he called out. A voice much further away answered him. “I’m upstairs. Smells like the Lady’s room!”
The dog kneeled to one knee, looking under the bed, stood and made his way towards the closet. Jin’s heart raced faster and faster, and he feared the dog would be able to hear it. The terrier brushed his paw along the coats, and Jin watched, his mind racing. He would have to find a way to push the fox to the side, disable the dog and do all of that before the dog sounded a cry. His eyes flashed around, looking for tools he could use, plotting out possible scenarios. Just before he could act though, the dog sniffed again and backed away. He laughed to himself before heading towards the door. “Lan! The Baron’s a lucky man! Totally smells like the Lady’s in heat!” The terrier laughed and left and Jin listened for the footsteps to fade.
Another five minutes passed before the rat felt comfortable, and he gently let go of the squirming fox. The boy fell forward out of the closet, whimpering and rubbing his nose. Jin started to speak, but the fox was quicker to the draw. “I’m sorry, mister,” he pleaded, facing Jin and bowing until his head touched the floor, a display of ultimate submission unique to the Tirrian lower class. “I didn’t mean to break in,” he lied.
“Hey, now,” Jin said softly, lifting the fox’s chin off the ground. Now that he wasn’t running for his life, he was able to get a much better look at the boy in front of him. In his panic, he’d assumed the fox was a child of the owner, but closer inspection showed someone who’d lived almost as hard a life as he had, if not for nearly as long. The fox’s golden brown eyes were the only sharp feature he possessed; dirt and grime dulled the color of his fur, which Jin expected would be quite vibrant under different circumstances. The fox’s underbelly, paw and fingertips were white, and the tips of his ears and tail were highlighted in lavender. He wore clothing made of hemp, tattered and torn by far too many snags and close calls. “You are an interesting boy, aren’t you? What’s your name?”
“G-Goji….” The fox named Goji sat up, his legs splayed on either side in a manner that Jin couldn’t have replicated even at his most flexible. “I was just here ‘cause—”
“I don’t care why you’re here,” Jin said, but when Goji started to wilt, he reached forward and placed his paw on the boy’s shoulder. “Erm, sorry! Just a bit stressed. You don’t have to explain yourself to me is what I meant. I don’t live here, either.” The rat’s nose tingled. He could definitely smell what the terrier could smell earlier. The fox started shuffling again, and Jin realized with a start that this boy was the origin of the increasingly strong scent. “Are you okay?”
Goji dropped his head and splayed his ears. “I... I need a favor....” he said after a moment’s hesitation, biting his lip. “But you can't ask what it is!”
“I'm not in the business of doing favors for strangers, kid,” Jin said, climbing out of the closet and standing to his full height. Sitting there on the floor, the kid looked absolutely tiny. “Especially mystery favors.”
“Awwwr, please?” Goji's cheeks flushed and he crawled forward until he sat at the rat's feet. “It's nothin' bad. You don't even have to do anything! I promise it's not bad, and you don't even have to leave this room! Please say yes!”
“No.”
The fox's fingers gripped on to Jin's pants leg around the upper thigh. “No, wait! I swear it's not bad!” he pleaded. The fox shuffled more and Jin noticed that his cheeks had taken on a tint of red.
“Not happening unless I know what you want me to do. Even then, doesn't mean I'm going to say yes.”
“But.... fine…” Goji sighed and grumbled under his breath, “P-please breed me....”
“Excuse me?” Jin stuck a finger in his ear, trying to clean it. He couldn't have heard correctly.
“I need someone to... to... it aches so much down here. I can't resist it anymore. I was trying to find something that could help me when I came in here.”
The scent grew stronger, intense enough now that Jin's crotch began to show the initial definitions of a hardon. His arousal made it difficult to think, and decisions that he would have had no trouble making were becoming more clouded and obscured in the budding haze of lust. “You want me... to fuck you, a kid? You're just a little kid....”
The fox didn't answer. Instead, he backed away a few feet and turned, resting his chest on the floor. His fingers gripped his waistband, and Jin watched, shocked, as the boy presented himself, pulling his pants to his knees, hiking his tail high in the air and exposing his white-furred, firm and supple rump, and there, where his testes should have been, were the wettest lips the rat had ever seen. The fox looked back, whining and wiggling his hips. His need permeated the air in his scent, and Jin was on his knees in an instant. The rat explored Goji with gentle, practiced touches, a thumb underneath the fox's tail to keep it propped up, a nimble finger running along the rims of his flesh; each action coerced a desperate moan from the fox. “Please...I really need it...” he begged, burying his muzzle with his arms. “I can’t bare it any longer!”
“I haven't said yes,” Jin reminded teasingly, but his pants had grown so tight, he couldn't bare keep them confined. With his free hand, he unfastened his belt and freed his girth, standing proudly over average. He massaged his length and released his heavy balls from their tight confines. “Though, I have to say this is quite tempting.” More time than Jin cared to admit had passed since he'd last had the opportunity to play with anyone, male or female, and most of those encounters had cost him in one way or another. The opportunity that was currently presenting himself was too good to be true. I'm not dreaming, he told himself while he amused himself by listening to the fox's wanton moans whenever his finger grazed that tiny nub of flesh. The tip of his shaft, marked by a single bead of precum, inched forward until it pressed firmly against those lip. “So kid. How much you want it?” he asked.
“I... I want it a l-aaahh!” In the middle of Goji's confirmation, Jin pushed forward, his thick shaft spreading the boy's cunt and diving into slick warmth.
The rat gazed down at the fox writhing beneath him. “Oh, come on, that was just the tip,” he said with a grin, reaching out and raking his claw down Goji's back. The fox moaned and arched his back, his tightness squeezing around Jin and forcing out similar sound. “Oh ho, I see someone liked that,” the rat said between pants, gripping Goji's hips with both hands and rolling his hips forward in an agonizingly slow manner. The more lustfully the fox moaned, the more he pushed forward, until finally his hips pressed flush against the fox's rump once more. There, he rested, listening to the music of Goji's mewling. The fox's tongue had lolled out and his arms were kneading and scrapping at the floor. The larger rat leaned over, pressing deeper and eking out another moan. “Having fun down there?”
Goji tried to speak but only managed a few pitiful whines and moans, settling for simply nodding his head. Jin shook his head. “Really? Nothing to say?” the rat taunted, his claws digging into the fox hips and making his whimper. “I guess,” he said as he drew his hips back, until only the head of his shaft reminded inside, “I'll have to try harder!” And with that, he pulled Goji back against him, using the fox's own weight instead of his hips. His cock sank deep into the fox's yielding body, and Goji's mewls heightened with ever increasing pleasure.
His teasing over, Jin developed a rhythm of slow firm thrusts, deep and satisfying, speeding his thrusts only when he no longer felt great resistance. The sound of his hips slamming against that fox's butt and the wonderful warmth that squeezed around his cock only served to whet his appetite and following soon after, he released Goji's hips and grabbed on to the fox's shoulders, slamming into his with full-bodied thrusts that turned the fox's moans into borderline screams of pleasure.
The floor ran slick with Goji's drool, flowing freely from the fox's muzzle. His legs tingled and threatened to go numb. He felt dizzy and giddy all at once, so full and satisfied every time the rat's dick hilted him. His body ached, and he didn't care; this ache was so much better than the one that had been there before. Hiding had been agony, bound in the arms of a strong masculine figure and completely unable to have him sate the powerful urges that compelled him. This is where he belonged, dominated by someone bigger, stronger, more powerful than himself.
Jin's pounding doubled in speed, the firm smacks sounding wet now. The rat pushed down on Goji's head and lifted his legs, and as Goji cried out, he did as well, slamming in as hard and deep as he could. His balls tensed and pulled down to his body and his naked tail curled as jet after jet of thick hot cum splashed inside the fox. He lost count after size, the afterglow taking him quickly. He fell to the side, bringing the fox with him, his arms wrapped around Goji's body. He continued to thrust, each motion coaxing out another spurt, until finally he couldn't handle anymore. Jin pulled out of the panting fox, breathing heavily himself, and he sprawled out on his back. “Kid... you just might have been the best fuck I've had in a while,” he said.
The fox wiggled up beside him, his legs shuffling together. Cum dribbled from his snatch, the flesh as red as his cheeks. “I... thank you,” he said softly. “I really needed that... it was starting to really hurt.”
“This your first heat?” Jin asked, looking at the fox, and when Goji nodded, he grinned. “Hah, enjoy. I've heard of your type, though you're the first I've met. You'll get heats fairly often, and there's only one way to cure 'em.”
“Could... I maybe stay with you, then?” Goji asked hopefully.
Jin's smile couldn't have been wider. He folded his arms behind his head, his chest swelling. “Well...if you think you can keep up with Jin, Master Bandit, then sure, why not?”
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