[b]This short story contains: Feral wolves - male and female Inexperience Knotting[/b] ---------------------------- "Hun?... I think I'm stuck." "What?" The two wolves turned their heads, stared at one another with pale uncertainty. It had been an eventful evening for the two. The male, a somewhat weaker and less attractive wolf of his gender that couldn't attract a willing mate. The female, similarly regarded for being less fit and therefore considered less fertile and capable. Neither showed a promising prospect for adding healthy members to the pack, which dwelled mostly in snow-covered northern regions. A healthy pack was an important factor to their survival in such an environment, and the two were finding themselves unfortunately ill suited to contribute. Where their shortcomings lay, a sudden connection between the two had been made by random chance, and before long they were sneaking off together on those quiet, snowy nights to talk or cuddle, enjoying the kind of intimate company that they found challenging to seek from their fellow packmates. But the two had gotten ahead of themselves. Not yet subjected to the usual lessons passed down to mature and healthy wolves ready to breed, their attempt at mating was an awkward one. Shuffling to figure out the proper mounting posture, poking around to locate the right hole to push into, understanding the way her tunnel gripped and tugged as he tuned into the proper hip-rolling pattern - all very embarrassing indeed, the pair glad they'd went a considerable distance away from the pack before daring to try this. Only the mutual nature of their ignorance prevented them from feeling anxious towards one another. And when the mating actually began, it wasn't exactly difficult for them to figure it out the rest of the way - his pleasure fueled further thrusts as she squeezed around him, both gasping and exclaiming their delight at how wonderful it felt. To the rest of the world, it was a quick couple-minute-long bout that led to a quick tie and climax between the two, but for their first time it was nothing short of magical. The feeling running wild in his head as he thrusted in and out, her heavenly walls milking him eagerly for that first ever load of fertile seed... Her own mind electrified by that sensation of being "complete" with a male inside of her, rubbing those inner walls in a way her paw never could, the buildup towards some unknown but exciting peak of energy... They didn't really know what exactly a "climax" entailed, but when that knot popped in and tied the two together, they both peaked at the same howling moment, minds flooded with bliss, his cum painting her womb white. It was the most intense feeling they'd ever experienced. It made everything - the low-rank attitudes from their packmates, the difficulty of sneaking away for some alone time without being noticed and mocked - all worth it. Instinct had him turn and dismount his female companion after emptying his seed within her womb, rump pressed to rump. That was as far as intuition would go, however, and when he'd attempted to step away and alongside her body for a victorious cuddle, he'd found himself stuck via a rather unpleasant-feeling tug. Their eyes had met in shared shock and early panic. They had no idea what this was or why it was, even. The idea of having his cock stuck inside her indefinitely was terrifying. The pack already looked down on him as a weakling - if this got out, he'd practically be exiled from the shame alone. "What do you mean, 'stuck'?" She asked, voice rising in fear. "I don't know! I can't, like..." He tried again, harder this time, and both wolves flinched as they felt the bind between them. "Oh no... what do we do?" She stared at him appealingly, hoping the male would fix the problem. A common slant in their pack - the males took care of problems and resources, and the females took care of the males. "It, uh, I..." Stammering, unhappy with this sudden development, the wolf tried once again to tug out, harder than ever this time, and only succeeded in making the two both yelp in shock. "Ow!" "Stop doing that!" Her voice was even more panicked now, paws shuffling unhappily in the snow. "What else can I do then?!" "Think of something!" The small pleasures between the two, a warm breeding tunnel wrapped around an equally warm and firm member, had faded behind the unexpected issue. Both wolves danced uncomfortably in place, no idea what to do and no desire to test that bind even further - the pain seemed to sharpen with every attempt. "I... I don't know," he whimpered, staring at the snow. The confession from the male made her moan in panic. "Oh no... nobody's going to find us... we're going to starve to death out here, or get hunted by some big brute... we're finished!" They stared at each other in horror, both shivering and breathing rapidly. The dark woods around them seemed suddenly much more oppressive, much more threatening. Sounds leaked in, grunts and growls from some unseen nearby threat that was surely about to pounce them, to take advantage of their handicap to put an end to their hopeful romance, remove them from the pack that clearly didn't want them to begin with, destroyed by their own ignorance and stupidity in such a cruel world...! "... the fuck are you two doing so far out from the pack?" They gasped in shock. It wasn't a monster - but being discovered by another packmate was not much more of a relief. The wolf, a male that was considerably larger and tougher-looking than he was despite being about the same age, stepped out of the treeline to look them over in suspicion. Suspicion that turned into what could only be described as a "are-you-serious" look of confusion. Their lewd encounter was obvious between the posture and the sex-scented fluid splashed on the snow beneath them. "Oh for..." The other wolf growled in frustration. "They sent me after you two because they thought you'd get in trouble, but you came out here all this way just to fuck? Seriously?" The two stared silently, cowed. His eyes narrowed. "Well? What's the problem? It's not like you haven't seen fucking going on in the pack, there's no need for this insane level of privacy." Perhaps the male was more intimidated by his fellow gender, but the female spoke up first. "Uh, sorry about that, but uh, you see... we're, uh... kinda..." He frowned, unable to follow her unspoken meaning. "Kinda what? Stupid? Yeah, I gathered that." She ignored the comment. "... stuck." It took a few seconds. His eyes were narrowed, puzzled. All at once they widened, stared - and a snow-covered paw rose to slap his forehead in amazement. "You're kidding me. You're pulling my leg." The smaller male found the courage to speak up. "N-no, we aren't. I can't move, it feels like I'm stuck inside - " "It's called a KNOT, DUMBASS!" They flinched before the bigger wolf's snarl, who breathed heavily for a long moment and finally sighed. "... shit. I knew you two were a bit behind the rest of us, but hell..." "We're sorry!" The two spoke in near-unison, whining unhappily. "Nobody would teach us anything like that!" "... right... I can see that happening..." The wolf looked away for a moment and chuckled. "Jesus... okay, listen up. Crash course time. Can't say I ever expected to teach this to someone AFTER they fucked..." And so the two wolves laid down on their bellies, still butt-to-butt and listening with embarrassed silence as the bigger wolf taught them how mating worked. At the end, the male tilted his head. "Wow... that's more complicated than I thought it would be." The female glanced at her backside. "So it helps the chances of having young... I hadn't thought of that." The large wolf nodded and rolled his eyes. "Well, now you know, and don't you dare forget it. Next time I'm turning 'round and going back the way I came." The wolf stoof up and turned to go. "It should be wearing off any minute now. Don't tug on it too hard. when it's ready to come out, it will." His head turned to glare at them. "I won't say anything to the others, but if you get the harebrained idea to run away this far out again just to hump, I won't be so gracious. Got it?" They quickly nodded in fearful agreement. "Thank you..." Muttering one last "Fuck's sake...", the big wolf departed. True to his explanation, the pair carefully managed to pull apart a few minutes later with a relieving pop. Needless to say, their walk back to the pack was a pretty awkward one, with no communication save for a few embarrassed but affectionate nuzzles to the cheek, a lick of the lips, the bump of wagging tail against wagging tail. Perhaps they were idiots in the pack's eyes. Now that didn't seem quite so bad, though. At least they both had a fellow idiot to call their own.