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Malt punched the air.\n\n'Bang on target!' he cheered - even as Jin grumbled through the viewfinder.\n\n'Still off.' he said, dissatisfied. \n\n'Oh come on, Jin, that was fine!'\n\nJin scoffed as he reached for the handle of his wrench, wedged as it already was in the inner workings of the Taranis, and cranked it back towards himself.\n\n'Fine's not good enough, Malt. Every inch counts out there.'\n\nMalt groaned and rolled his eyes. 'Jin, you're worrying way too much. Seriously, when did you even last sleep?'\n\nJin glowered at him sidelong, giving no answer - though the bags under his eyes answered for him.\n\n'I can sleep when it's fixed.'\n\nMalt sighed, pushing his hat up long enough to wipe his brow with the back of his hand as Jin dug around the tank's innards with a series of clatters and cranking sounds. Oil and grease stained his chocolate-brown fur, coupled with the slight sheen of sweat. For as much of a technological marvel as the Taranis was, it didn't have much in the way of ventilation. Malt and Jin had been in the grenadier's chamber for what felt like hours now, after he'd found the hound still working away at the tank after seemingly pulling an all-nighter again.\n\nHe huffed. He'd be no use to anybody if he worked himself to the point of collapse.\n\n'On my mark...' said the hound again, his eyes back on the viewfinder. '...mark!'\n\nSilence followed. After a moment's pause, the hound cocked an ear.\n\n'Malt? Mark! What are you-?'\n\nJin's query was cut short, as Malt's hands grabbed his shoulders from behind and pulled him away from the viewfinder.\n\n'H-hey! What gives? I'm trying to- to... [i]oooouugghh[/i]...'\n\nThe mechanic's complaints melted into a low, almost guttural groan. Malt's fingers dug into the taut muscles around the nape of his neck, forcing the overworked fibers to stop tensing. Try as he might to resist, Jin found himself melting back into the seat behind him.\n\n'Guh... c'mon, Malt, I'm almost... nngfh... done...' he said, in grunts between half-pained, half-satisfied groaning as the older dog's digits rubbed deep circles around his shoulders. Stabbing pain swiftly gave way to waves of relief with each motion, and the hound found his eyes almost rolling back in their sockets - despite his protestations, his body was betraying him wholesale as the shepherd's unsolicited massage was relieving muscle tension that he'd not even registered he was carrying until now.\n\nMalt snorted dismissively as he hooked his fingers over Jin's shoulders, and pressed his thumbs in tightly against the spaces between his shoulder-blades and neck. Finding more knots in the younger boy's muscles, he got to work massaging them into submission. The hound's groaning continued, and Malt couldn't help but smirk as he saw Jin's toes curling from the treatment.\n\n'You're done for now.'\n\nJin almost whined this time as he spoke, as Malt pushed him away from the chair a little before digging his digits into the hound's upper back muscles. 'Gnnh..! B-but it's not- ouuufh- it's still off center..' came his griping response, even as his arms hung loosely between his legs, unable to muster the strength to fight back against this therapeutic assault.\n\n'Jin, you've been up all night, and I'm not even sure you weren't up all night last night, too. The gun's fine. You're the one who's 'off-center'.\n\n'That... mngh... doesn't even make sense...' Jin grunted, as Malt chortled in response. He pulled the hound back into the seat again and moved to rubbing his biceps in tight, rhythmic squeezes.\n\n'Doesn't have to. I'm the oldest, and I say you need to take a break. Don't need my best grenadier collapsing, now do I?' he said with a confident smirk. 'Besides, you do more than enough around here already.'\n\nJin blushed a little under his fur at the compliment, even as he gave another stifled yelp as another knot was forced out. The shudder that ran down his arm felt so good...\n\n'Just doing what I can, y'kn- nnngh...' Jin's words cut short again, this time thanks to the older boy's hands squeezing his trapezoids, flexing and stretching the muscles. A shiver ran through his neck, and his head flopped back against the chair. Opening his eyes, he looked up to see Malt, still stood behind the chair, looking down at him. With the overhead light of the chamber behind his head, it almost looked like he had a halo...\n\n'...y'know?' he finished, somewhat meekly. Malt's golden-yellow eyes looked back into his like pools of honey. The older dog wasn't smiling as smugly as he had been, yet there was still a deep, fond warmth to his gaze.\n\n'Yeah... I know.' said Malt. His fingers rubbed down the sides of the hound's neck, more slowly this time, and not nearly as deep. As they reached his shoulders, they grasped him warmly. Jin stared up at their leader, feeling his cheeks reddening as he did so.\n\nBefore either quite realized it, their lips brushed against one-another's. Both boys pulled back, staring at the other - and seeing the other's blush for doing so. Their eyes met once again... and as Jin's paws came to rest on Malt's, they leaned in to one another once more. \n\nTheir lips brushed against each others' again - once, then twice, then a third time. Then each leant in closer again, and their mouths pressed against each other. Jin's hands squeezed Malt's, as they in turn squeezed his shoulders. He shuffled back in the chair, pushing himself closer as Malt likewise leant forwards over the back of the seat. They kissed again, and again, each time longer and deeper than the last.\n\nIn a passing moment, catching their breath, they spoke up again.\n\n'Malt, I...'\n\n'Jin-...'\n\nThey stared at one another, and each cracked a smile.\n\n'You do so much for us, Jin... we barely met you and you're already working yourself to the bone to help out.'\n\nJin folded his ears back. He'd never been used to hearing compliments... but he liked hearing them, all the same, he realized.\n\n'Yeah, well... we wouldn't have got this far without you leading us.' the hound said, in a vain attempt to redirect the praise elsewhere.\n\n'You work so hard, and ask for so little...' Malt smirked at him, before leaning in and kissing the hound once more. '...and you're really cute, too. So I'm gonna make you relax, whether you want to or not - 'cos you deserve it.'\n\n'Deserve what..?' Jin queried - before he felt the shepherd's right hand slide off his shoulder and down his chest, fingers intertwining in his fur as they stroked lower. The hound glanced down - and as if only just noticing something for the first time, coloured deeply under his fur. He heard Malt's warm, friendly chuckle in his ear as he felt the older boy's hand reach his belly. His fingers stroked circles in Jin's soft, curly chocolate-brown fur - even as the tips teased the lighter brown patch below his belly...\n\n'You think I didn't see that? You've had it since I started really getting in on those knots.' Malt grinned. His fingers brushed lightly over Jin's pelvic line, tracing downwards - straight towards the prominent tent in his baggy overalls. Jin flushed deeper, growling softly under his breath in defiance of the obvious.\n\n'Sh-shut up... not my fault that you're so good at mas-... nnh-!'\n\nThe hound's words were cut short once again - this time, as Malt's fingers slipped into his overalls and curled around the base of his stiffly erect cock, sending a wave of warmth along it. He shuddered, and as the shepherd's lips brushed against the side of his neck, let out a low groan. He felt his cock twitching in the older boy's grip - and gasped softly as Malt kissed his neck once more.\n\n'Mmh... Malt...' he whimpered, softly - only for the older boy to shush him just as softly, flashing the dashing smile once more.\n\n'You want me to stop?' Malt asked, head tilted softly with one ear perked. Jin hesitated for the briefest of moments, before shaking his head gently. Malt grinned again, kissing the side of his neck once more. Jin shivered at the touch of his lips, and felt the shepherd's hand giving his shaft a warm, fond squeeze. Without a word, Malt's hand began to stroke slowly up his cock - rolling his foreskin up over the head of his member as it throbbed in response. Malt's other hand stroked down the hound's chest to rub slow, warm circles through the fur there. He started slightly, then shuddered, a soft groan leaking from his lips as the other boy's fingers teased over his nipple beneath the fur.\n\nMalt growled softly under his breath, longingly, as he worked - hands rubbing the hound's teat and stroking his shaft in tandem as Malt kissed, licked and even nibbled gently at the side of his neck. Everything he did seemed to make Jin squirm and groan even more - sounds he was already so very fond of hearing. With a lift of his arm and twitch of his wrist, Malt shuffled Jin's overalls off and over his knees to fall to the floor between his legs. He glanced over at the sight before him and gave a deep, appreciative growl.\n\n'Wow... and I thought that wrench was your biggest tool.' he chuckled. Jin growled a little at the terrible pun - and it's timing - before a long, slow stroke with a tight grip ran down his cock and he melted into another low groan. He gasped softly as he felt the shepherd's fingers flick off of his rigidly aroused nipple, and flickered an eye open as he felt the older Caninu's shadow fall briefly over him. He stared at what he saw as Malt, golden locks and all, dropped to his knees beside the gunner's seat - stretching one arm out over the hound's hips as the other, still gripping his cock, tilted it towards his face. Those same lips that had been kissing his and dancing over his neck parted eagerly, his tongue stretching forwards - and Jin felt the touch of another's mouth on his cock for the first time in his life. He gasped, gripping the seat tightly in both paws, as Malt's mouth closed warmly around the stiff, meaty tip.\n\nMalt growled fondly as he closed his lips around Jin's stiffly throbbing cock, sliding his tongue around the ridge of his glans. The hound's groans were music to his ears - the knowledge that his actions were making him feel that good set Malt's tail wagging against the tank's metal floor. Squeezing his thigh warmly with the hand draped across his lap, Malt leant in closer, sliding his mouth down Jin's long yet slender shaft - long enough, even, that despite the tip pressing against the back of his muzzle, he could still comfortably close his whole hand around what still remained outside his maw. Undeterred, he started to bob his head slowly over the hound's cock. His hand stroked the rest in slow, warm strokes that mirrored the motions of his muzzle. Jin's groans filled the chamber, his feet kicking uselessly against the smooth floor.\n\n'Ahh... M-Malt..!'\n\nMalt grinned to himself. He could feel the younger Caninu's cock throbbing and twitching in his mouth, pulsing against his tongue. Precum, warm and salty, flooded his tastebuds with every few strokes - and as he pulled his head away, pursing his lips to kiss off the top, he heard the younger boy whine in protest.\n\n'Guh... M-Malt... that felt so good...'\n\nMalt grinned.\n\n'Thanks... honestly, I've wanted to do that to you for a long time. But as much as I want to finish you off, I've wanted to do /this/ even more...' he growled, playfully. Jin, panting hotly, glanced up at him - and his brows raised once more. Stood before him, the shepherd unhooked his suspenders from his shoulders and divested himself of his shirt. With another motion, he let his pants fall to the ground - leaving him stood utterly bare before the hound. Jin stared in awe and longing at the visage before him - the soft, short fur showing the undertones of his young muscle from the farm life he lead before all of this, and his bare body making no effort to hide it's arousal as a stiffly erect canine cock protruded from his sheat. As the naked Malt leant forwards, Jin stuttered and stammered - and stopped only as the shepherd, one hand on the chair beside him and the other stroking under Jin's chin, tilted his head up and pressed his lips against Jin's once more. After a few warm, wonderful moments, he pulled away again.\n\nWordlessly, and still sporting that distractingly charming smile, Malt climbed onto the chair - his left knee nestling into the seat beside Jin's right hip, before the right knee followed suit on the other side. With both hands on Jin's shoulders, Malt leant in and kissed him yet again. Jin flushed hotly - all the more so as he felt Malt's cock rub up against his own. The shepherd's lips caressed his own lovingly, holding him in the kiss. He felt the older boy's cock sliding up his own, followed by his falling - as little as it did while it was this hard - into the open air. Then, he felt something altogether different and even better - two soft, warm mounds stroking along the sides of his shaft. He groaned deeply as he realized Malt was rubbing his rear against his cock. The hound's hands moved of their own accord, sliding up Malt's thighs and squeezing his hips. They slid back from there to grasp at his bare buttocks, squeezing the warm flesh tightly, spreading them between his splayed digits.\n\nMalt growled lustfully at him, pressing deeper into the kiss as his bottom eagerly rubbed back and forth against the hound's cock. He felt Jin's hips jerk and growled once more as he slid a hand southwards, reaching back between his own legs to grip the base of Jin's dick. Tilting it upwards, he guided the tip of the mechanic's long, slender shaft under his tail, holding it steady - and without letting their lips part for an instant, pressed back against it.\n\nJin groaned into Malt's open mouth, sucking on the older boy's tongue as he felt the soft flesh of the shepherd's puckered ring spreading slowly around his dick. Malt's hips rolled against him, pressing himself down against the younger Caninu's cock before pulling away once more, over and over. The heat of the cabin beading sweat on their fur and the relentless teasing milking pre from his shaft worked their magic - and as Malt's hips pressed down once more, both boys groaned deeply into the other's maw.\n\nMalt shuddered, his legs shaking as he felt stiff, warm flesh invading his body and stretching his hole - and Jin groaned, paws squeezing Malt's buttocks tightly as a hot, tight embrace sank over the head of his cock, squeezing around his shaft below. \n\n'Hah... h-how's it... how's it feel?' Malt whispered hoarsely, panted breaths punctuating his speech. Jin exhaled deeply, groaning as he did so. His grip on the older boy's bottom loosened up a little, but his hands held their place, entirely too fond of the sensation of his buttocks in their grip.\n\n'Guh... it's... s-so good...' he said with a plaintive whimper, even as his hips rolled, stirring the buried flesh around in the cusp of Malt's bowel. The older boy groaned at this, biting his lip, and began to push himself back against the hound's rolling thrusts - each stroke of their hips sinking more and more of Jin's shaft between the shepherd's cheeks. As a joint thrust settled Malt's rump firmly against Jin's inner thighs, the boys opened their eyes once more, staring at each other again. Jin couldn't help but flex his cock inside their leader's bowel - and watching Malt's face light up and hearing his groan made him grin all the more.\n\nMalt growled softly as he pulled himself slowly up and out of Jin's lap - inch after rigid inch of his cock slowly sliding out of his hole once more until the older boy was left with barely a few inches under his tail. Grinning down at the hound, he sank down it once more, and they each groaned deeply as his body eagerly took every last inch once again. Malt leant backwards, planting his palms on the hound's legs, just above the knee and behind his own thighs, and bounced in his lap again - the tight, loving grip of his tailhole rubbing up and down Jin's aching cock. The hound moaned as he squeezed Malt's hips, pushing down on them each time he reached the top, eagerly egging the older boy on - an invitation Malt accepted willingly as his bottom began to bounce all the faster in Jin's lap. His buttocks smacked softly against the hound's thighs with the force of his bouncing thrusts, and his own cock slapped against Jin's dark-brown stomach fur with each bounce.\n\nThe hound whined longingly as Malt's hot, tight, perfect ass bounced in his lap, swallowing his cock over and over again. His hips rolled against the bouncing of the older boy's hips, helping to sink the last inches into his gorgeously snug hole. Even as he felt warm, shivering waves building inside him and running down his shaft, he persisted - his grip tightening on the shepherd's hips with every thrust.\n\n'Mmnnfh... M-Malt..!' he whined. He wanted this to go on for so much longer, but there was no way he could possibly hold it back. So much repressed lust and adoration was being vindicated as the crew's leader rode his cock like it gave him life - those pointed ears flapping with each thrust, his tongue hanging out of his mouth and his eyes rolled back... every ounce of lustful joy on his face only serving to stir Jin even closer. With a groan, he grabbed the shepherd's hips tighter still, and dragged him down into his lap - pressing upwards as he did so, pushing every last inch of his stiffly throbbing cock inside him. He pressed his head back into the chair, groaning loudly, as he felt the first wave rush up his cock - followed by another, and another, and more still.\n\nMalt moaned as Jin hilted inside him, grinding his hips down tightly against the young mechanic's lap - and as he felt those hot, thick waves gushing into his guts, he shuddered and let out a loving groan of his own. His cock throbbed eagerly as streaks of hot, thick white stained the hound's dark-brown fur - each warming pulse that filled his insides almost seeming to milk out another from his own to paint the younger boy's chest.\n\nBreathing in hot, ragged pants and with their tongues both hanging from their muzzles, they stayed there, gasping for breath as their tails wagged eagerly behind them both. Malt lowered his gaze, looking at the hound, to find him already looking back at him. Sharing another warm smile, Malt's hands reached for Jin's shoulders and pulled himself in close once more - pressing his lips tightly to the young hound's again for a long, tender kiss. When they finally parted once more, their eyes still stayed locked to one-another. Malt stared lovingly at the hound, before giving a soft chuckle. Jin blinked, blearily, in confusion.\n\n'What's so funny..?' he said, mumbling slightly.\n\n'Told you I'd make you relax, didn't I?' 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THOOMP

With a distant crack, a pile of rubble exploded into... smaller piles of rubble. Malt punched the air.

'Bang on target!' he cheered - even as Jin grumbled through the viewfinder.

'Still off.' he said, dissatisfied.

'Oh come on, Jin, that was fine!'

Jin scoffed as he reached for the handle of his wrench, wedged as it already was in the inner workings of the Taranis, and cranked it back towards himself.

'Fine's not good enough, Malt. Every inch counts out there.'

Malt groaned and rolled his eyes. 'Jin, you're worrying way too much. Seriously, when did you even last sleep?'

Jin glowered at him sidelong, giving no answer - though the bags under his eyes answered for him.

'I can sleep when it's fixed.'

Malt sighed, pushing his hat up long enough to wipe his brow with the back of his hand as Jin dug around the tank's innards with a series of clatters and cranking sounds. Oil and grease stained his chocolate-brown fur, coupled with the slight sheen of sweat. For as much of a technological marvel as the Taranis was, it didn't have much in the way of ventilation. Malt and Jin had been in the grenadier's chamber for what felt like hours now, after he'd found the hound still working away at the tank after seemingly pulling an all-nighter again.

He huffed. He'd be no use to anybody if he worked himself to the point of collapse.

'On my mark...' said the hound again, his eyes back on the viewfinder. '...mark!'

Silence followed. After a moment's pause, the hound cocked an ear.

'Malt? Mark! What are you-?'

Jin's query was cut short, as Malt's hands grabbed his shoulders from behind and pulled him away from the viewfinder.

'H-hey! What gives? I'm trying to- to... oooouugghh...'

The mechanic's complaints melted into a low, almost guttural groan. Malt's fingers dug into the taut muscles around the nape of his neck, forcing the overworked fibers to stop tensing. Try as he might to resist, Jin found himself melting back into the seat behind him.

'Guh... c'mon, Malt, I'm almost... nngfh... done...' he said, in grunts between half-pained, half-satisfied groaning as the older dog's digits rubbed deep circles around his shoulders. Stabbing pain swiftly gave way to waves of relief with each motion, and the hound found his eyes almost rolling back in their sockets - despite his protestations, his body was betraying him wholesale as the shepherd's unsolicited massage was relieving muscle tension that he'd not even registered he was carrying until now.

Malt snorted dismissively as he hooked his fingers over Jin's shoulders, and pressed his thumbs in tightly against the spaces between his shoulder-blades and neck. Finding more knots in the younger boy's muscles, he got to work massaging them into submission. The hound's groaning continued, and Malt couldn't help but smirk as he saw Jin's toes curling from the treatment.

'You're done for now.'

Jin almost whined this time as he spoke, as Malt pushed him away from the chair a little before digging his digits into the hound's upper back muscles. 'Gnnh..! B-but it's not- ouuufh- it's still off center..' came his griping response, even as his arms hung loosely between his legs, unable to muster the strength to fight back against this therapeutic assault.

'Jin, you've been up all night, and I'm not even sure you weren't up all night last night, too. The gun's fine. You're the one who's 'off-center'.

'That... mngh... doesn't even make sense...' Jin grunted, as Malt chortled in response. He pulled the hound back into the seat again and moved to rubbing his biceps in tight, rhythmic squeezes.

'Doesn't have to. I'm the oldest, and I say you need to take a break. Don't need my best grenadier collapsing, now do I?' he said with a confident smirk. 'Besides, you do more than enough around here already.'

Jin blushed a little under his fur at the compliment, even as he gave another stifled yelp as another knot was forced out. The shudder that ran down his arm felt so good...

'Just doing what I can, y'kn- nnngh...' Jin's words cut short again, this time thanks to the older boy's hands squeezing his trapezoids, flexing and stretching the muscles. A shiver ran through his neck, and his head flopped back against the chair. Opening his eyes, he looked up to see Malt, still stood behind the chair, looking down at him. With the overhead light of the chamber behind his head, it almost looked like he had a halo...

'...y'know?' he finished, somewhat meekly. Malt's golden-yellow eyes looked back into his like pools of honey. The older dog wasn't smiling as smugly as he had been, yet there was still a deep, fond warmth to his gaze.

'Yeah... I know.' said Malt. His fingers rubbed down the sides of the hound's neck, more slowly this time, and not nearly as deep. As they reached his shoulders, they grasped him warmly. Jin stared up at their leader, feeling his cheeks reddening as he did so.

Before either quite realized it, their lips brushed against one-another's. Both boys pulled back, staring at the other - and seeing the other's blush for doing so. Their eyes met once again... and as Jin's paws came to rest on Malt's, they leaned in to one another once more.

Their lips brushed against each others' again - once, then twice, then a third time. Then each leant in closer again, and their mouths pressed against each other. Jin's hands squeezed Malt's, as they in turn squeezed his shoulders. He shuffled back in the chair, pushing himself closer as Malt likewise leant forwards over the back of the seat. They kissed again, and again, each time longer and deeper than the last.

In a passing moment, catching their breath, they spoke up again.

'Malt, I...'

'Jin-...'

They stared at one another, and each cracked a smile.

'You do so much for us, Jin... we barely met you and you're already working yourself to the bone to help out.'

Jin folded his ears back. He'd never been used to hearing compliments... but he liked hearing them, all the same, he realized.

'Yeah, well... we wouldn't have got this far without you leading us.' the hound said, in a vain attempt to redirect the praise elsewhere.

'You work so hard, and ask for so little...' Malt smirked at him, before leaning in and kissing the hound once more. '...and you're really cute, too. So I'm gonna make you relax, whether you want to or not - 'cos you deserve it.'

'Deserve what..?' Jin queried - before he felt the shepherd's right hand slide off his shoulder and down his chest, fingers intertwining in his fur as they stroked lower. The hound glanced down - and as if only just noticing something for the first time, coloured deeply under his fur. He heard Malt's warm, friendly chuckle in his ear as he felt the older boy's hand reach his belly. His fingers stroked circles in Jin's soft, curly chocolate-brown fur - even as the tips teased the lighter brown patch below his belly...

'You think I didn't see that? You've had it since I started really getting in on those knots.' Malt grinned. His fingers brushed lightly over Jin's pelvic line, tracing downwards - straight towards the prominent tent in his baggy overalls. Jin flushed deeper, growling softly under his breath in defiance of the obvious.

'Sh-shut up... not my fault that you're so good at mas-... nnh-!'

The hound's words were cut short once again - this time, as Malt's fingers slipped into his overalls and curled around the base of his stiffly erect cock, sending a wave of warmth along it. He shuddered, and as the shepherd's lips brushed against the side of his neck, let out a low groan. He felt his cock twitching in the older boy's grip - and gasped softly as Malt kissed his neck once more.

'Mmh... Malt...' he whimpered, softly - only for the older boy to shush him just as softly, flashing the dashing smile once more.

'You want me to stop?' Malt asked, head tilted softly with one ear perked. Jin hesitated for the briefest of moments, before shaking his head gently. Malt grinned again, kissing the side of his neck once more. Jin shivered at the touch of his lips, and felt the shepherd's hand giving his shaft a warm, fond squeeze. Without a word, Malt's hand began to stroke slowly up his cock - rolling his foreskin up over the head of his member as it throbbed in response. Malt's other hand stroked down the hound's chest to rub slow, warm circles through the fur there. He started slightly, then shuddered, a soft groan leaking from his lips as the other boy's fingers teased over his nipple beneath the fur.

Malt growled softly under his breath, longingly, as he worked - hands rubbing the hound's teat and stroking his shaft in tandem as Malt kissed, licked and even nibbled gently at the side of his neck. Everything he did seemed to make Jin squirm and groan even more - sounds he was already so very fond of hearing. With a lift of his arm and twitch of his wrist, Malt shuffled Jin's overalls off and over his knees to fall to the floor between his legs. He glanced over at the sight before him and gave a deep, appreciative growl.

'Wow... and I thought that wrench was your biggest tool.' he chuckled. Jin growled a little at the terrible pun - and it's timing - before a long, slow stroke with a tight grip ran down his cock and he melted into another low groan. He gasped softly as he felt the shepherd's fingers flick off of his rigidly aroused nipple, and flickered an eye open as he felt the older Caninu's shadow fall briefly over him. He stared at what he saw as Malt, golden locks and all, dropped to his knees beside the gunner's seat - stretching one arm out over the hound's hips as the other, still gripping his cock, tilted it towards his face. Those same lips that had been kissing his and dancing over his neck parted eagerly, his tongue stretching forwards - and Jin felt the touch of another's mouth on his cock for the first time in his life. He gasped, gripping the seat tightly in both paws, as Malt's mouth closed warmly around the stiff, meaty tip.

Malt growled fondly as he closed his lips around Jin's stiffly throbbing cock, sliding his tongue around the ridge of his glans. The hound's groans were music to his ears - the knowledge that his actions were making him feel that good set Malt's tail wagging against the tank's metal floor. Squeezing his thigh warmly with the hand draped across his lap, Malt leant in closer, sliding his mouth down Jin's long yet slender shaft - long enough, even, that despite the tip pressing against the back of his muzzle, he could still comfortably close his whole hand around what still remained outside his maw. Undeterred, he started to bob his head slowly over the hound's cock. His hand stroked the rest in slow, warm strokes that mirrored the motions of his muzzle. Jin's groans filled the chamber, his feet kicking uselessly against the smooth floor.

'Ahh... M-Malt..!'

Malt grinned to himself. He could feel the younger Caninu's cock throbbing and twitching in his mouth, pulsing against his tongue. Precum, warm and salty, flooded his tastebuds with every few strokes - and as he pulled his head away, pursing his lips to kiss off the top, he heard the younger boy whine in protest.

'Guh... M-Malt... that felt so good...'

Malt grinned.

'Thanks... honestly, I've wanted to do that to you for a long time. But as much as I want to finish you off, I've wanted to do /this/ even more...' he growled, playfully. Jin, panting hotly, glanced up at him - and his brows raised once more. Stood before him, the shepherd unhooked his suspenders from his shoulders and divested himself of his shirt. With another motion, he let his pants fall to the ground - leaving him stood utterly bare before the hound. Jin stared in awe and longing at the visage before him - the soft, short fur showing the undertones of his young muscle from the farm life he lead before all of this, and his bare body making no effort to hide it's arousal as a stiffly erect canine cock protruded from his sheat. As the naked Malt leant forwards, Jin stuttered and stammered - and stopped only as the shepherd, one hand on the chair beside him and the other stroking under Jin's chin, tilted his head up and pressed his lips against Jin's once more. After a few warm, wonderful moments, he pulled away again.

Wordlessly, and still sporting that distractingly charming smile, Malt climbed onto the chair - his left knee nestling into the seat beside Jin's right hip, before the right knee followed suit on the other side. With both hands on Jin's shoulders, Malt leant in and kissed him yet again. Jin flushed hotly - all the more so as he felt Malt's cock rub up against his own. The shepherd's lips caressed his own lovingly, holding him in the kiss. He felt the older boy's cock sliding up his own, followed by his falling - as little as it did while it was this hard - into the open air. Then, he felt something altogether different and even better - two soft, warm mounds stroking along the sides of his shaft. He groaned deeply as he realized Malt was rubbing his rear against his cock. The hound's hands moved of their own accord, sliding up Malt's thighs and squeezing his hips. They slid back from there to grasp at his bare buttocks, squeezing the warm flesh tightly, spreading them between his splayed digits.

Malt growled lustfully at him, pressing deeper into the kiss as his bottom eagerly rubbed back and forth against the hound's cock. He felt Jin's hips jerk and growled once more as he slid a hand southwards, reaching back between his own legs to grip the base of Jin's dick. Tilting it upwards, he guided the tip of the mechanic's long, slender shaft under his tail, holding it steady - and without letting their lips part for an instant, pressed back against it.

Jin groaned into Malt's open mouth, sucking on the older boy's tongue as he felt the soft flesh of the shepherd's puckered ring spreading slowly around his dick. Malt's hips rolled against him, pressing himself down against the younger Caninu's cock before pulling away once more, over and over. The heat of the cabin beading sweat on their fur and the relentless teasing milking pre from his shaft worked their magic - and as Malt's hips pressed down once more, both boys groaned deeply into the other's maw.

Malt shuddered, his legs shaking as he felt stiff, warm flesh invading his body and stretching his hole - and Jin groaned, paws squeezing Malt's buttocks tightly as a hot, tight embrace sank over the head of his cock, squeezing around his shaft below.

'Hah... h-how's it... how's it feel?' Malt whispered hoarsely, panted breaths punctuating his speech. Jin exhaled deeply, groaning as he did so. His grip on the older boy's bottom loosened up a little, but his hands held their place, entirely too fond of the sensation of his buttocks in their grip.

'Guh... it's... s-so good...' he said with a plaintive whimper, even as his hips rolled, stirring the buried flesh around in the cusp of Malt's bowel. The older boy groaned at this, biting his lip, and began to push himself back against the hound's rolling thrusts - each stroke of their hips sinking more and more of Jin's shaft between the shepherd's cheeks. As a joint thrust settled Malt's rump firmly against Jin's inner thighs, the boys opened their eyes once more, staring at each other again. Jin couldn't help but flex his cock inside their leader's bowel - and watching Malt's face light up and hearing his groan made him grin all the more.

Malt growled softly as he pulled himself slowly up and out of Jin's lap - inch after rigid inch of his cock slowly sliding out of his hole once more until the older boy was left with barely a few inches under his tail. Grinning down at the hound, he sank down it once more, and they each groaned deeply as his body eagerly took every last inch once again. Malt leant backwards, planting his palms on the hound's legs, just above the knee and behind his own thighs, and bounced in his lap again - the tight, loving grip of his tailhole rubbing up and down Jin's aching cock. The hound moaned as he squeezed Malt's hips, pushing down on them each time he reached the top, eagerly egging the older boy on - an invitation Malt accepted willingly as his bottom began to bounce all the faster in Jin's lap. His buttocks smacked softly against the hound's thighs with the force of his bouncing thrusts, and his own cock slapped against Jin's dark-brown stomach fur with each bounce.

The hound whined longingly as Malt's hot, tight, perfect ass bounced in his lap, swallowing his cock over and over again. His hips rolled against the bouncing of the older boy's hips, helping to sink the last inches into his gorgeously snug hole. Even as he felt warm, shivering waves building inside him and running down his shaft, he persisted - his grip tightening on the shepherd's hips with every thrust.

'Mmnnfh... M-Malt..!' he whined. He wanted this to go on for so much longer, but there was no way he could possibly hold it back. So much repressed lust and adoration was being vindicated as the crew's leader rode his cock like it gave him life - those pointed ears flapping with each thrust, his tongue hanging out of his mouth and his eyes rolled back... every ounce of lustful joy on his face only serving to stir Jin even closer. With a groan, he grabbed the shepherd's hips tighter still, and dragged him down into his lap - pressing upwards as he did so, pushing every last inch of his stiffly throbbing cock inside him. He pressed his head back into the chair, groaning loudly, as he felt the first wave rush up his cock - followed by another, and another, and more still.

Malt moaned as Jin hilted inside him, grinding his hips down tightly against the young mechanic's lap - and as he felt those hot, thick waves gushing into his guts, he shuddered and let out a loving groan of his own. His cock throbbed eagerly as streaks of hot, thick white stained the hound's dark-brown fur - each warming pulse that filled his insides almost seeming to milk out another from his own to paint the younger boy's chest.

Breathing in hot, ragged pants and with their tongues both hanging from their muzzles, they stayed there, gasping for breath as their tails wagged eagerly behind them both. Malt lowered his gaze, looking at the hound, to find him already looking back at him. Sharing another warm smile, Malt's hands reached for Jin's shoulders and pulled himself in close once more - pressing his lips tightly to the young hound's again for a long, tender kiss. When they finally parted once more, their eyes still stayed locked to one-another. Malt stared lovingly at the hound, before giving a soft chuckle. Jin blinked, blearily, in confusion.

'What's so funny..?' he said, mumbling slightly.

'Told you I'd make you relax, didn't I?' Malt grinned, bumping his nose against the hound's with a chuckle.

'Whu...? I'm not... I'm not that relaxed...' Jin protested, even as his body refuted his claims with enthusiasm. Try as he might, the wave of relief that ran through every nerve in his body was overpowering. He wanted to stay awake, he wanted to cuddle and kiss Malt some more, but...

The shepherd brushed Jin's hair out of his eyes and kissed him on the forehead.

'Don't worry, babe. I'll be here when you wake up... seeing as how you knotted me and all, anyway.' he snickered, giving a demonstrative attempt to sit up and failing as the swollen bulb in his bottom held him firmly to the hound's lap. Jin smiled woozily, brushing his hand over Malt's beautiful bare chest.

'Mmmhh... Malt... thank you...'

Malt smiled warmly as Jin's words melted into unintelligible murmurings, followed by soft, shallow snores. He cuddled in closer against the hound - even naked as they were, this room was more than warm enough to not need a blanket, and he was more than comfortable enough in the hound's embrace, as Jin's arms curled sleepily around him, and he nuzzled into the shepherd's chest fur with a low, loving growl.

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