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"Babe, please don't tell me..."

"I'm sorry, hun. Delia had to take time off for maternity leave so that means I have to work the night shift."

"Can't you get someone else to do it for you?"

"You know I can't..."

"Ugh..."

"Think of it like this; if this goes well and I manage slow nights that don't happen, that's more money to think of for the future. I know you want to make a lot of changes next year, so I want to be able to help you, you know?"

"...Yeah, I guess."

"Lighten up. I'll be home before you know it, Ladian."

"Alright, James..."

"See ya at home before you wake up."

With a somber click, the one deemed Ladian begrudgingly put his cell phone back on the lamp stand near his bed and scooted his way off the bed to blow out the many candles lit around it. The yosemite toad was really looking forward to tonight, for it was the two year anniversary of being together with his hug muffin of a lion James, but with the feline's work schedule getting more and more cramped for free time, the amphibian's been left on his own for several nights. He had hoped this one would be different, to bask in the moment of that one fateful morning at the cafe where they bumped into each other-albeit by the butt.

But, it seems the lion had other plans that just... superseded the kinship of an anniversary.

So Ladian decided to get rid of the romantic decor he had planned to use, dumping them all out in a thick bag after clipping the wicks off with a pair of scissors. Didn't want them accidentally starting a fire. And once the rose petals were gone, the toad went ahead and put his robe in the closet. No point in trying to be subtle for no one that's around. Ladian slept in his underwear even in the winter, because his home was ventilated enough to ward off any sneaky breezes, and there was no reason to try and be cozy in some clothes when he'll just risk a heat stroke from how hot he gets.

Don't mind that his butt was big enough to make his boxer briefs wedge hard into his taint.

Once the lights were out, the toad settled into the blankets and shut his eyes, the howl of the snowstorm outside acting as white noise for the time being.

. . .

A loud noise startled Ladian up from his slumber, sounding like a table being knocked over downstairs like someone who was blind in the dark kicking it. But the disappointment of the earlier lack of passion with a lover had him lulling back to sleep. Yet, just as he was getting his body ready to go again, he heard another noise, like someone at the bedroom door just stomping in front of it. Probably just a figment of his imagination. His tired eyes made like anvils and dropped down as he rolled around for some shuteye.

Then he felt something slimy lick his ass.

Ladian, too exhausted to really make a rational mind on what could do such a thing, assumed it was James who somehow worked their way home in spite of the bad news delivered a few hours ago and let out a sleepy giggle.

"B-babe... I know you're sorry but it might be a little late for.. .naughty..." The toad felt tingles rising between his legs, the long muscle toying with his butt curling past the seams of his underwear and straight up thrust its entirety against his sweaty crevice. It was ticklish, so Ladian had to laugh for the most part of James' administrations.

Surprisingly smooth tongue, usually James was rough and only really used it for Ladian's neck.

Eventually, the tingling and tickles got so bad that Ladian ended up wiggling his fat tush at James, who made a rather deep growl at the gesture before the poor toad's briefs were torn open like paper. This should instill worry into anyone, but all Ladian did was brace himself and wait.

And as he thought, that tongue got busy with his cloaca.

The toad did gasp though, because not only was his vent graced with quite the thick intruder, but it reached all the way inside to mess with Ladian's amphi-cock. Surely, this must be some sort of strange development that the lion wanted to hide from him or something, but he sure as hell wasn't complaining. Sleep could wait, but his eyes were too heavy to peek. Besides, this was more exciting-knowing who it was but just not looking for that hint of surprise.

That tongue had him gyrating his ass, so Ladian was for damn sure getting drool on the pillow as he thought of what James was wearing right now. Probably not even out of their work pants and just has the fly down so their bulge was just ready to be shoved aside for the real action. Those big and meaty hands were gripping onto his cheeks like they were about to disappear, making the toad whimper from the display of raw strength. So manly...so assertive...

Ladian had missed when that tongue left his cloaca and the owner was bearing down on him.

That hot breath made him crane his neck upwards, something hot threatening to poke him right where it mattered at the moment as a growl cut through this pitiful noises. It felt so...commanding. It shut him up right away, and before he knew it a red-hot dick was punching into his hole and making him croak from the harsh impact to his butt.

"Ah. Ah. AH. AH. AH!" Slam. Slam. Slam. Slam. There was no slow pace, no speedy actions to make talking a struggle. Just purely powerful thrusts that rocked Ladian's whole frame. He didn't think James had it in him to just be so damn rough but...the toad really wasn't complaining. Must be some hell of an apology session so he didn't wake up grumpy. How kind.

"Fuck...b-babe..." They were heavy when they started using his flabby chest for leverage, however, though Ladian was too busy being plowed in his vent to care about how deep he was being sunken into the mattress. The toad gasped as the humps starting nudging his cock-which was immensely sensitive at this stage of arousal-and soon there was some lube to make sure the beast behind him could continue laying waste without complaints.

"J-james!" This was getting too much, everything was warbled and blurry whenever Ladian opened his eyes, and the heated panting he let out didn't help him cool down. It felt like he was getting bred, and only he and James knew that was the best feeling with anatomy like his.

"H-h-hnngh-gh?" Something thick was spurted into his cloaca that was hot enough to be noticed and thick enough to feel like cum, but since James had yet to actually build up an orgasm, Ladian just thought of it as really pent up precum. But then... that wouldn't make much sense, since the last time they had fun like this was last ni-

"Don't worry about it." Suddenly, Ladian was being jostled by a very echo-y voice in his ear, only to come thinking it was his subconscious until James started ramming into his cloaca harder and shooting more of this viscous gunk.

"E-ease up, James...!" The lion was going to the deep end, but compared to other times, they were really clawing at the toad's skin and their hips were hitting him so hard that his jiggling asscheeks were a newfound shade of rd not found in the books yet. Then he heard something that made him finally open his eyes.

"I'm not your precious little James..." The toad tried to whip his head around, but his exposed neck finally got caught in the jaws of 'James' and left him to lay there and take the pounding that his ass could barely handle. It was a good thing there was a blizzard outside or not even windows could muffle the sounds of a cruel breeding in progress.

"Wh-who...?!?" Ladian ended up choking on his words as the commanding treatment to his battered and somewhat bruised vent had him gushing out seed from his hole. The pleasure was like the hardest yet briefest adrenaline rush that the toad ever had, and it wasn't even enough to overcome the hard pummeling he was still getting.

"Like I said, don't worry about it..." This oath of secrecy was going to be the death of Ladian, because no sooner did this stranger utter it did they cram themselves in as deep as they could reach inside the fat toad and let their seed loose.

Scorching hot glue. NO, tar. It felt like scalding tar was being dumped inside of his vent, the excess pouring out of his hole like chili being poured into a bowl for refrigeration after dinner. Ladian couldn't scream, moan or cry from this, for those teeth threatening to dig into his throat whenever he did so much as breathe and he didn't want to risk a mark. Though that wouldn't be of his volition anymore, for the beast that fucked him to completion took a bite out of his shoulder and left him whimpering from the pain it caused.

"Night night..." Suddenly, the wave of fatigue that Ladian had been fighting when this started overtook him in that instant, and he dropped into the pillow fast asleep just as they pulled out...

---

"Morning sleepy head. You're up early." Ladian had walked into the kitchen, being greeted by the very lion he thought had broken into the bedroom last night only to be fooled by... whoever that was.

"Rough night..." That was the best way to describe it; from the disappointing news to the harsh breeding that left his whole back end and crotch aching like he tried to do some splits for yoga again.

"Well, look on the bright side. You look like you were made to be hugged." The feline rose up from their breakfast and embraced the gravid amphibian before he groaned in both grogginess and exasperation.

"...You sent another one, didn't you?"

"Yeah."