[b][u][center]Paw Triggers For Sigma By Draconicon[/center][/u][/b] Teake was just settling in to play a couple of games when Kaz stepped through the door. As soon as the impala saw his skunk roommate, he knew that he was going to have an interesting evening. It wasn’t because of anything that Kaz said, or anything that he had on him. It wasn’t anything that had been done earlier, or anything in the way he walked. It wasn’t even a gut instinct. No, it was that smile. That cocky, smug, annoying smile that always came up when the skunk had mischief on his mind. “Alright, how long do I actually have to play a game before you start messing with me?” “Why, whatever do you mean?” Kaz smirked. “Have I done anything to deserve such suspicion?” “If the walls could talk, I’d say yes.” “Good thing that they can’t then, hmm, Pawman?” Teake blushed at the nickname, rubbing the back of his neck. His horns bumped his hand a few times as he tried not to look at the skunk. “Come on. That was years ago. I just looked a few times out of curiosity.” “Whatever you say, Pawman.” He shook his head, trying to ignore the skunk at the dining table, just a few feet back. He turned on the game, and tried to ignore the memories of the nickname, and just how much trouble it had gotten him into during high school. It was just one time, looking at a guy’s paws up close. And a dare, at that. He couldn’t remember who had done it, either, but he remembered the wolf’s paws. Long, just a bit thicker than a fox’s, with heavy fur between the toes. Big, dark pads, too. “Pawman?” He tried to ignore the skunk, keeping his eyes on the tv as the game started. One of the newer games, some sort of old style tribal thing. Some good graphics, too, something he always appreciated. He started dragging the camera over the player character, admiring the model. Good fur rendering, some nice work on the jaws, good work on the - “Pawman, are you listening to me?” “Nooooooooo.” What was he thinking? Good work on...something. He brought the camera down a bit further, and blushed. Right, good work on the paws. That was probably it. He couldn’t help but drag the camera around, making it look at the tribal wolf’s paws, sliding around the toes, past the arch and lift by the pads at the back, at the way the perfectly rendered fur had slipped between the toes and looked slightly damp. It was just perfectly designed, almost lifelike. “Heh, enjoying the view, Pawman?” Teake blushed, turning the camera away, even though he wanted to continue looking at the character’s paws. There was something about it, even now, even after the tease, that made him want to grab them, and… [i]Nnnngh, what’s wrong with me? They’re just paws. There’s nothing that sexy about them...Is there?[/i] He tried to play the game, but he kept ending up bringing the camera back down, giving him a glance at the wolf’s paws as they kicked against the ground. His character got some sort of item that would be like footgear, but he decided not to put it on. Why obscure the view? After all, it was...rather nice… He blushed as he realized that he was starting to get a little wet, and shook his head, grinding his thighs together as he tried to keep playing the game. It was harder, now, particularly as he started thinking - “You want a drink, Pawman?” The impala groaned, pulling his eyes away from the screen. It was getting too hard to focus, particularly with the idea now planted in his head of those toes sliding into his pussy, forcing him open as he ground against them. He looked over at the skunk - And immediately went bright red. The skunk’s paws were up on the table, bare as ever, and they were wiggling, teasing. He thought that they...that they were the sexiest things he’d ever seen. The skunk smiled, curling his toes, almost like a ‘come hither’ gesture, and the skunk did just that, getting off of the couch and making his way over to the dinner table. He sat across from Kaz, watching as the toes curled, as the pads were tapped, as the fur shifted and slid around on those sexy things. The skunk smiled a little wider. “What’s the matter, Pawman? I thought you were playing a game.” “I...mmmph…” “Heh, let me guess. Pawman wants his paws.” That word. There was something about that word that was messing with him, but he couldn’t place it. Not while his body was ragingly horny, not while the only thing on his mind were those sexy paws. He leaned forward, slowly, taking one in hand and dragging it closer to his face. Those toes wiggled in his face, and he leaned in, nuzzling them, panting softly as he dragged his tongue across them. The skunk laughed, but he didn’t care. He was in heaven. He wanted more. The impala barely noticed as he stuck a few fingers past the waistband of his pants, sliding them inside himself as he started licking and nuzzling the skunk’s paw in general. He couldn’t stop himself, just licking, worshiping, grinding his face against Kaz’s paw, working himself into a frenzy. He slid himself onto the table, his eyes rolling back as he started to slide out of his pants, unable to stop himself. He needed so much more, to be filled with that in addition to tasting it. The impala kicked his pants off, and turned, pressing his sex down against the top of the skunk’s paw, and then slowly started grinding on it. “Mmmph...oh...oh…” “Heh, I knew it, Pawman. Knew that you’d want to play.” “Mmmm...ooooh, so good…” “Just a paw lover. Just a paw-loving Pawman.” Every time he heard it, that need spiked higher. The impala couldn’t help himself, grinding away, thrusting his hips back and forth across the furry toes of the skunk’s paw, his eyes closed tight as he enjoyed the feeling. He could feel himself getting closer and closer, his pleasure rising higher and higher. “Mmmph...please…” “Roll over. Lay back.” He did it without questioning, obeying the paws, obeying their owner with glee. He flopped on his back, looking up just in time to see the skunk lifting one paw and pressing his toes to the impala’s sex. “Heh, let’s see if you can take them inside.” The first, middle toe popped in, and he screamed in pleasure, his back arching off of the table and his eyes rolling back in his head. It was so good that he couldn’t stop, humping his hips towards the skunk’s paws, working his way down them. Another toe, then a third popped in, spreading his pussy wide open, leaving him drooling over the table with his need. One toe tapped his little clit, too, and he shivered. “Mmmph...please…” “You need more? Alright, alright...If you say so, Pawman.” He arched his back again, his fingers clawing at the top of the table at that word, his eyes rolling back again. So good, so good. He was so close, so very, very close. Dripping, oozing, so full, but not quite there. Shakily lifting his head again, the impala watched as the skunk brought his other foot up, the relatively dry toes pressing down over Teake’s clit. The pressure, the grinding, the sudden rubbing, it was all too much. Teake slammed a hand over his mouth before he could scream again, humping his hips along the toes and the paws as he came, and came, and came. Rolling orgasms rushed over him, driving him over the edge and then over again. He clamped down, making the toes already in him feel bigger than ever, and he couldn’t help but whimper in sheer bliss. Through it all, Kaz chuckled, laughing at him. Finally, his orgasm wound its way to an end, and he laid there, slumped over and panting. The skunk smiled. “Feel better, Pawman?” “Mmmmph…” “Well, I think you can do something to help me out, in return.” “Hmmm?” “Off the table.” He rolled slightly to the side, and then off of the table. He got on his knees, and slowly looked up, watching as Kaz started to pull down his pants. They were already wet in front, and he could smell the need coming off of it. Normally, he wouldn’t do a thing with his roommate, not like this, not ever, but there was something about it today. The impala slowly leaned upwards, his mouth finding the gap in the pants, and he stuck his head in. The scent of cock and pussy pulled him on, and he moaned softly as his nose nuzzled into the crotch of Kaz’s pants. “That’s it, Pawman. Just gimme what I need, and then you can play with my paws all day long.” It was all the promise that he needed, and then some, as he worked Kaz’s cock into his mouth, and a slender finger into the skunk’s sex. [b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]