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*Five: A Brief Affair *

Grizzoli was staying at Wolford's again, slouching on the bed with him and with his legs wrapped around him as he pulled the figure back against him and they were enjoying their studies. Grizzoli was rather enjoying this situation, though he was supposed to be studying with Wolford he couldn't keep his eyes off his partner's legs and how good they looked in a pair of shorts. Wolford and Grizzoli had been going out for nearly four weeks now and though they'd kissed, made out and cuddled up together, Wolford had been insistent that there was no sex yet. Grizzoli was irritated by this idea of course, he was so used to hopping into bed on the first day that Wolford's refusal had reminded him that he was trying to look for a permanent relationship, not just fun under the sheets like he usually got. For the first two weeks, he'd managed and the pair of them had found themselves getting seriously close and really enjoying their time together, and just building up excitement with each kiss at the thought Wolford might push him down and then give in. But... three weeks was too long and Grizzoli was getting far too stressed.

"When's your exam?" Wolford questioned softly as he tilted his head back with a gently smile to look at Grizzoli, only to realise he'd not been listening at all. Instead, the white wolf's tail had been thumping gently against the edge of the bed and his paw had been twitching slightly on the top of Wolford's thigh, looking as if he was going to give him a good pinch or stroke. Grizzoli's eyes had been skimming from that creamy-white fur on the inside of Wolford's limbs and thinking hungrily about how much he wanted to just touch Wolford's groin and wake up the fat beast he knew hid within the pants. Wolford gave a soft grunt and suddenly shuffled forward, out of Grizzoli's arms as he gave a sudden grunt of confusion and Wolford eyed him up. "Grizz... if you don't get at least 90% on this exam, you'll have to re-do the whole course in academy and you're a good student, a good officer and you need to show that in this exam or everyone's going to be calling you lazy again."

"Oh come on Wolfy... you panic too much, I'll cram the night before and I'll be fine. You shouldn't get so wound up for my sake, if I end up re-doing the year then I do and it just means there's only a year between me being in the forces and you joining it. Could you imagine what it would be like if we were both in the same course together... I'd never get out of the locker room, spending all the time smooching you on the bench!" Grizzoli grinned in utter delight, leaning forward and then gently pressing his soft nose to Wolford's. The pair pressed their noses together with a few soft sniffs in a tender little Canine Kiss before rubbing their cheeks together before leaning forward. Their foreheads were then rubbing together, their eyes closed as they nuzzled and brushed their soft fur against each other before Wolford gave one of his coy expressions that made Grizzoli's heart flutter. He then leant forward to kiss Wolford's cheek and then lounging his head within Wolford's lap with a sigh. "Wolfy... you are so damn cute sometimes... tell you what, I'll study hard if you promise to give me a good reward should I get over 90%?"

"Grizz... it shouldn't need my input to get you to take this situation seriously, if you don't do well enough, you won't graduate." Wolford stated firmly, giving him a firmer expression than before, letting his family's stern face take hold as Grizzoli's ears suddenly flopped back onto his head and he lowered himself slightly, giving a low whimper before sliding away from Wolford's body and lounging across the bed. Grizzoli's heart was pumping with excitement and he was pretty sure he was starting to get a boner as Wolford's head followed him and that whole dominating air made the white animal's fur ripple. There was something overwhelmingly sexy about Wolford being dominating and Grizzoli wanted to feel that domination completely, which was odd considering he hated being on the bottom! Wolford just gave a soft growl of frustration as he then closed his books and then gently stretched himself out upon the bed alongside Grizzoli and gave a heavy sigh. "I'm sorry... I shouldn't be worrying about you so much, but its irritating to see you putting yourself at such risk..."

"That's why you're so damn cute... but hey, its my career and my decisions, I don't need you to worry about it when you've got your own shit going on. But... if there was some incentive... it might mean we both have..." Grizzoli grinned, suddenly getting up to lean against Wolford's chest, the pair of them kissing softly and quickly his arms were hooked around the other. The white wolf then seemed to push Wolford onto the bed, lying over him as they kissed one another firmly, rubbing their muzzles together lovingly. But just where it seemed like it might just be innocent, Grizzoli suddenly dropped a paw down and gave Wolford a gentle grope, only to get a kick to the chest. As he pulled back, Wolford's jaws were on display, his teeth inches from Grizzoli's head and it only made the Arctic wolf even more excited but clearly he'd crossed the line and he grunted. "Oh come on Wolfy... fuck, you really love being a cock-block don't you?"

"Don't say something like that... you have no idea how easily you violate my personal space. I need to be able to trust you before we do that Grizz..." Wolford whimpered, he'd been trying to be serious about things but always he'd been overwhelmed by a good kiss and with that thick white fur, for a moment it had been one of those moments when Artem had wooed him into such happiness. But when he'd touched him, it had reminded him all too quickly of what had happened and Wolford sat back holding his muzzle and apologising for growling. But Grizzoli rolled his eyes, he'd only spoken like that to cover his mistake and his feelings being hurt, but Grizzoli was not the kind to admit fault and instead this opened a can of worms as he growled back.

"Look Wolfy... I love being around you, heck... I'm not afraid to say it, I'm mad about you to the point I really think I love you. But I'm not the kind of guy to hang around till marriage to get physical. I'm a very, very physical and passionate wolf, I like to be intimate, I like being so close I only have to turn my head to have a kiss. I need to know that you actually are interested in going further or we might as well just be friends at this point!" Grizzoli suddenly hopped off the bed and panic gripped Wolford. He did not want to lose Grizzoli, he liked him a lot and if he were a fox there would be no question, but he was another wolf and though Wolford felt very close and romantic with him... part of him was just unable to quite accept that he was in a relationship with a wolf! All the same, he pulled himself up off the bed and grasped Grizzoli's hand, asking him to wait and though he could not sense it, Grizzoli was grinning on the inside. This worked every time and Grizzoli turned around with sigh and slight scowl, just waiting for Wolford to suggest he give him a blowjob or something like that just to tide him over, but instead Wolford gave him a firm look.

"If you get 90% on your test... I'll make sure you get my best... but, if you don't its clear you're not taking anything seriously and I'll assume you're not taking our relationship seriously." Wolford's eyes were firm and his expression aggressive and there was no telling him otherwise and Grizzoli found his face slipping into a crooked kind of smile. He wanted to holler at the thought he only had to pass a test to have a go at Wolford's body, but to be told if he didn't, that was it? No one had ever given him such alternatives, even when they had they folded in quickly and Grizzoli was the one that walked off with them, and usually he chose mammals that were fun but Wolford was so much more. However, it made Grizzoli turn around and grasp him in a tight hug, nuzzling into Wolford's soft fur as Wolford heaved a sigh and gripped hold of him tightly before giving a soft growl. "I'm serious."

Fangmeyer was concerned, she had noticed that although Wolford and Grizzoli had been a very cute couple to watch blooming recently, the pair of them had been separated from one another the past few days. They were usually with each other during their breaks at academy, sharing lunch and snuggling in the library study rooms. They were probably cuter than half the hetero couples that the tigress had seen, but it was clear that though Wolford was getting on with things and barely seemed to notice, anyone even talking to him, but Grizzoli was another matter. He was reading on his own, snapping at everyone that interrupted him and worse still, anyone that flirted he was giving real attention to him. It was making the tigress concerned as they stepped out of the queue for lunch and settled at their usual table, watching Grizzoli and some pretty looking black bear female teasing at one another.

"Hey Nate, has something happened between you and Jason? Only... I spotted him flirting with an old flame and well... I was just worried. I know he usually is a flirter by nature but, around you he's been quite possessive..." The tigress questioned as she spooned up some of the curry that was on offer in the canteen today and then grimaced about how bland and predictable it was. It made Wolford give a sudden snort, his interest more upon trying out the bug burger he had purchased to try a little more unusual option, which curiously the Aardwolf had recommended. When he didn't say anything, it made Priti panic and immediately she gave him a sudden poke in the shoulder and she gave a growl. "Nate... I'm your friend, tell me what happened..."

"It's nothing... I'm just trying to get him to focus on work rather than on sex. I... I told him if he didn't take the test seriously, I'd know he didn't take our relationship seriously. It's just... it's just I've held back because..." Though he spoke with an emotionless sigh as his eyes continued to stare forward as he spooned his meal, the large white-toed paw that lay upon his shoulder silenced him. She knew and she understood, and Nate could not be happier to have the tigress as a friend. He stretched a paw back to grasp hers, turning his head towards her with a knowing smile as she then barged his shoulder with hers. As she nagged him to eat the burger he grimaced in response before going to take a bite and then wagging his tail in delight, there was something different about it, but it was very satisfying! The tigress gave a soft chuckle of amusement as she turned to her own meal and then grasped the BBQ sauce packet from Wolford's tray and squeezed it into the curry to add 'some flavour' as he chuckled at her. "I'm trying to be tough... that's all."

"Heh... makes a difference for him, Grizzoli usually runs off when he doesn't get what he wants, but he clearly loves you to be behaving as best he can. But be careful Nate... in his mind your lack of 'interest' could be enough for him to assume you're not serious either." Priti stated, trying to give a more non-bias idea on the situation and to warn Wolford. She was both of their friends and she knew how they both were about this kind of things and she did not want them to break up when they were doing so well because of something like this. In Priti's mind, the pair did not have to worry about having kids together and they did not have to get married it was not something expected of gay couples, right? So why was Wolford holding out when this would be, at least to the tigress, the height of their relationship anyway? "I don't blame you but, he's not the most motivated and can be lazy, but he'll surprise you I know it."

"Hey Priti... you've known him longer than me... you said he was looking to settle down but, I don't quite think that's the situation. Sometimes... sometimes I think he just wanted someone who would be his constant booty call and who would look after him, I don't think he actually cares about my thoughts on this relationship at all." Wolford stated with a depressive look within those big blue eyes that made the tigress grimace as she pondered if over herself. No, that could not be the case at all, she knew that anyone who was able to get into Wolford's sphere was utterly enamoured with the wolf and well, Grizzoli just had never thought to have a relationship that was not friendship or sex, this was both and hard to really gather the terms but she was not sure what she could say to help Wolford out as she heaved a sigh and shook her head at him.

"Wolford... the best advice I could give to you is simply to step back and just forget about any idea of how an ideal relationship should work, of how long you have to wait or anything like that... some mammals just don't work to schedules." Priti stated with a knowing smile and then she just leant against him and gave Wolford a soft little kiss on the cheek. Wolford accepted her thoughts, but he had the feeling he needed to talk to someone who could understand the situation more and be in an area where no matter what he said, it was nothing weird. In understanding that, Wolford thanked her but he was definitely going to the Fox and Hound.

"So he's manipulating you into having sex with him... it's a classic Wolford. The thing is, if you want this relationship to work out despite that, you'll have to think of a way to take hold of the situation... but your instincts are right and well, its up to you if you want to stick with it or try something else." Tips was lounging along the bar, rather pleased it was quiet tonight as it was a weekday, but it was the best time for Tips to live up to his name and give them some affection. He was not even behind the bar on this time, he'd taken Wolford up to the spare room he used that Donovan gave him on nights where it got so busy Tips couldn't clean up soon. Wolford though was also pretty sure that Tips was trying to get him in bed anyway as they lounged on the bed together and the jackal's tail kept stroking the inside of his leg. "I mean... if you want to have a different kind of..."

"Oh yeah... if I think its not working I've got either the Queens who want to adopt me, the two Toilet Abusers who clearly want me in their threesome and keep sticking their phone number onto my cheeks when I'm using the urinal and don't forget there's that big old Great Dane that comes in and keeps asking me if I wanna 'give a dog a bone'... I think I'm covered without needing more options..." Wolford chuckled in amusement and then Tips gave a groan as the jackal sat up and then leant against Wolford's shoulder with a grin and a paw falling to sit on his knee, very careful not to too his thigh. That upset him, he'd much rather be the first option on Wolford's list because Wolford was damn sweet and deserved a good relationship and he'd know that there would be nothing wrong with them snuggling and he could last without sex no problem. "But what if I want this situation to last?"

"Hold up... I'll get Rabid Dog up here; he can help you honey..." Tips bounced off the bed and Wolford's eyes swelled in shock to suddenly think that scary looking hound was coming up to see him. Rabid Dog had the look and apparently was a male dominatrix, or that's what the Queens had said and they were quite scared of the foxhound, which was nothing unusual. Apparently, his family were a hunting pack, a proper working family that went after ducks and lived a near swampy existence and well, they were not for towns and not for the kind of animal this dog was. But as Wolford trembled in fear at the chance of meeting the scary hound with his piercings, spiked collar, neon-coloured fur and then suddenly he heard Tips hurrying in and soft feet in tight leather trousers strolling in after him. "Come on Raby... this is my babe, Wolford... he needs the advice of a Professional Bitch to help him be a little more assertive."

"Pro... pro... professional Bitch?" Wolford questioned as the hound closed the door, tall, broad and dominating with all his jewellery and his harsh looking clothes stepped over to the bed. But as he sat down with Tips, they hugged and then Tips gave Wolford a hug before reassuring him that Raby was perfectly safe. Wolford though was stuck with his tail tucking, his ears lowered and his jaw so tightly shut he might have keeled onto his back and pulled his shirt off just to show submission. Rabid Dog noticed and gave a soft little coo before doing exactly what Wolford had thought to do, jerking his shirt right off and flopping on the bed on his back and curling up his legs and paws. His nipple piercings were on display with a chain running between them that bore a dog tag with 'NO.1 BITCH' upon it. There was also a little guestbook style tattoo upon his belly that looked like it had been signed by a few initials and squiggles and Wolford's eyes widened in shock. "Uh... wouldn't that tattooing on that hurt?"

"That's for my top clients only who pay money to actually tattoo their name on me... it's done with a friend of mine, an Aye-Aye whose one of the best tattooists around. But don't be scared of me or for me little Wolf-Chops... just as the Dominatrix controls their clients to get them off, so a Bitch bows and bends to let them have control to get off. I'm a Professional Submissive... oh, you're the aspiring cop the Bog-Bangers like to talk about, right? I guess you'd want to see me professional licence, I have it on hand all the time, you'd be surprised how many times I've been pulled over thinking I deal drug, which I'm thoroughly against!" The hound stated, however his voice was surprisingly quite sweet and soft, making Wolford blink a little in confusion before he shook his paws, he did not need to see it, he understood. But Rabid Dog just grinned at him in amusement before giving him a gentle pat on the knee and then giving a soft sigh. "So... Wolf-Chops... what seems to be the problem with your love life?"

"Don't panic Wolfy... I asked Raby up here because he deals with these problems you see, when a couple are having issues with one being too dominating due to instinct, they go to Raby and the submissive gets to practice telling him off. So you think of Raby as Grizzoli and tell him exactly how you feel. That's all..." Tips stated, leaning in to pat at Wolford's shoulder and encouraged him to relax. Wolford though turned to Rabid, informing him straightaway that he felt bad putting his problems onto another being and yet the hound just smiled cutely at him and Tips rolled his eyes. "I'm hopping to the bar... look Wolfy, if you don't talk to Raby I'm gonna call Grizzoli down here and force the pair of you into a threesome with a hell of a lot of alcohol..."

"You're support never wavers... later Tips..." Raby called out with a grin and a roll of his eyes before he sat himself up on the bed beside Wolford. He watched the wolf lower his head and look curiously depressed before suddenly he swung his arm around Wolford to give him a gentle hug and then was surprised when the wolf just flopped against him in frustration and Raby just smiled. "Hey now... don't get stressed about this, I'm your buddy now so is Tips and we all chat and talk about our guy and girls problems here regardless. So tell me straight up, no judgements on whatever the answer is, why don't you want to have sex with him just like that?"

"No judgement? Because I've fucked up twice... second time was a one-off that well, ended up with him satisfied and me bored as... well, fuck. But then the first time... the first time I thought I was in love and I let him get away with being really quite aggressive, telling myself and listening to everything he said that he only did this because he felt comfortable with me. I even forgot that I was with him because I couldn't be with who I wanted. In the end, he was hurting me and I was letting him... it took him revealing he'd been filming me and being pulled out of a tie with my mum and brother and a cop and friend there to make me realise I'd been played utterly." Wolford stated firmly and he expected sympathy or something like that, but Rabid Dog just shrugged his shoulder over the matter and then gave Wolford a firm look. Wolford gave a sigh of frustration. "I'm more attracted to foxes, he's a wolf and I like being on the bottom but I don't want to be the bottom with him because I... I know he'll go with anyone else and I want him to... I want to dominate him because he bullies me about looking after himself and..."

"No, you'll teach him a lesson that way... when its time, don't tell him anything, just think of the kind of mammal you'd want him to be, grab him and just lead him into passion. Get him beneath you and keep it passionate, show him that you're the best... the very best and well, when it's done, you'll know for sure if you care about him being a wolf or if you crave fox too much." Rabid Dog stated firmly and then he stretched a paw out and held Wolford's shoulder with a sweet smile upon his face. "It happens... I was like that the first time I was with a fox... did I want to be with the old enemy or should I be focusing on a dog... was he going to be big enough... in the end I had more fun with him then I did with anyone else. Those were the days... my first time as a Professional Bitch and my best client and boyfriend... one of the only ones that used to come and watch the others working on me... he was the one to tell me to have the guestbook... here, only one to ever sign his full name..."

Wolford smiled, happy to know that Rabid was actually good to talk to, until he spotted the name on Rabid's stomach and his own stomach wretched. It said Artem Razorski... his Artem and it made Wolford freeze as he looked at the name and then looked towards Rabid Dog. He wanted to open his mouth and ask a question but he could not and instead he shuddered at the memory of those words in his head. He looked at Rabid and though about what Rabid did for a job... that Artem had watched? He thought about his own humiliation, if he had not been found out like that, if he had been alone and confronted him, would it have made the same affect as his fury for the family's interruption? Wolford felt sick as he muttered the name and then Rabid groaned.

"Artem... yes... gorgeous Arctic Fox... came from a rich family of fur traders, but he always had a mean streak, he used to ponder if he would grow up to be a serial killer... or at least he would say that kind of thing to make others excited and afraid of him at high school. Well, that was one of his stories about what he was and how he lived... a compulsive liar, anything for attention and control that little sneak." Rabid chuckled and it made Wolford tremble although he was glad about Rabid's recognition of Artem as a liar. But there was a look in that dog's face that told Wolford that Rabid still probably loved Artem, the way Wolford was desperate not to. Rabid then gave a sudden grin of delight and gave Wolford a smile. "I don't usually get to talk about him... I brought him here once and Donovan wanted him out straightaway because he had started trying to act like my pimp... he liked to think he could be in control but he never was... the dominants never are... its either the submissive says yes and allows it or their fear allows it... but either a yes or a tremble are needed... its nothing if the submissive feels nothing. Besides... with Artem, I was still pretty new to my job and he was very persuasive, terrible habit for hurting and then cuddling, then hurting you worse because he knew it only took saying that he had rushed and he was sorry for you to understand..."

"... or to whisper in your ear that he'd always make you feel good..." Wolford stated and Rabid Dog turned to look at him knowingly for a while and Wolford looked terrified until the hound's face lit up in a grin and he sat up to give Wolford a firm hug. It made Wolford panic to suddenly be grabbed in a tight hug, but then he grinned and patted at Wolford's shoulder.

"I knew I like you... you know he dumped me to go and be with you... and it ended up getting him arrested. He still sends m letters from jail, trying to make it out that he was tricked and seduced and I kept telling myself that I couldn't believe him, I couldn't be so foolish.... I'm glad I'm not the only mammal to have been seduced by him..." Wolford then grabbed Rabid in a tight hug, suddenly bursting into tears upon his shoulder, shocked to meet someone that understood so completely and Rabid held him tightly and lovingly. A friendship had been made that Wolford would treasure but he was not sure how he would cope with the advice on what to do with Grizzoli.

Grizzoli was feeling excited as they walked back to his apartment... his name had been on the board clear for anyone to see at having gained 98%, top of the class! He certainly was soaking up the credit and yet part of him was thinking that maybe he should thank Wolford for giving him some motivation towards it. But at the same time he felt owed and he was going to call the tab in, excited and practically spinning to know that Wolford was going to come to his room and they were going to have some real fun. What he did not expect when he came into the room though, about to apologised for the books and dirty mags scattered all over the place, was for Wolford to slam the door shut and then snatch his paws about Grizzoli's shoulder, spinning him around and then slamming his mouth into the wolf's maw and then their tongues were rolling as the white wolf was pushed against the wall and Wolford's paws were grabbing at him everywhere.

Grizzoli's tail was wagging he had been looking forward to this and even more so when he knew that Wolford was certainly going to make it worth his while as he gave a soft whimper as their tongues continue to twirl and slap against one another. But then, just as Grizzoli's paws dropped and the wolf thought he was about to get a good feel of his lover's tight backside, Wolford pushed him straight back from the wall. He kept them just a kiss apart, his paws curled into the fabric of Grizzoli's neat black shirt and practically slammed him down onto the hard bunk-like bed. He bent down over him, kissing him still but not letting go of the shirt as Grizz lifted his legs to try and wrap his paws about Wolford's backside. He so wanted to give that butt a squeeze, heck he'd been dying to since their first meeting and yet Wolford seemed determined not to let him. In fact, Wolford let go of his shirt to grab at the belt of Grizzoli's pants and the white wolf was staring in excitement... was he going to get sucked off first?

No sooner than he'd been disrobed below, Grizzoli's legs were suddenly pushed into himself and he was giving pants and whimpers as Wolford's lips and tongue were stroking around his balls and his sheath. The grey wolf was giving soft moans of pleasure, rolling his tongue around the bottom of the sheath to tickle that long cock out, to make it start to strain at the air before his mouth smothered the other wolf's thick balls. He suckled and mouthed at the balls, his tongue bouncing them in his jaws, careful not to let his teeth get involved but feeling them pinch and clench with that anxiety before Wolford lifted his head away and knelt against the bottom of the bed. Grizzoli's shaft was already lying against his groin, not as fat as Wolford's but a little longer and well, it looked interesting, but the scent that made Wolford's groin ping was not there. Wolford was cautious, he doubted if giving a blowjob to Grizzoli would be enough to make him hard, if only because he was finding it difficult just now!

But then Wolford jerked the rest of Grizzoli's pants down, pulling them off his feet, yanking them apart as Grizzoli gave a soft grunt of surprise as Wolford sat his head between his legs and then let his long flat tongue lap and roll around the edge of Grizzoli's tip, making it start to swell and change colour, to redden in excitement as his tongue tickled and teased around the straining form as Grizzoli's mouth watered. He was desperately waiting for that moment when Wolford would drop his head right down and gather the entire length in his mouth... he'd been wanting to feel those gorgeous lips and gorgeous kisses upon his cock since their first kiss. He could not help it, Wolford had such a beautifully soft mouth, an expert tongue and well, he looked to kind that would give one sexy twinkle of his eyes with his mouth stuffed with cock!

"You'll enjoy this..." Was all Wolford said in warning as Gizzoli just gave a 'mhm' sound of acceptance to whatever he was planning to do, just thinking it was going to be the blowjob from heaven his was hoping for. But to his shock, Wolford's nose slid down the bottom of the shaft, his tongue flickering out to lap at everything his nose snuffed against as he ran down the balls to the wider backside of the other wolf. Grizzoli's eyes widened, he had been given this kind of grooming before, it was good but only when he got a female to do it... males doing it tended to expect him to do the same and he did not like sticking his tongue in ass... that was certainly an acquired taste! But when he felt that sharp nose of his lover pushing between the cheeks, blowing hot air against him, Grizzoli bent his legs a little, curious but also a little cautious until he felt that tongue sliding forward to roll upon his ring. This sensation made his body tremble in utter delight, he had not been expecting a sudden display of gentility as Wolford's tongue stroked and strolled around the swiftly relaxing rim as he continued with a pleasant moan before looking up at Grizzoli with a curiously stern manner. "I can get a bit overboard here... but it will feel good, I wouldn't want to stop unless I knew you'd gotten something from it."

"Uh... sure thing Wolfy..." Now Grizzoli was scared, that determined look had told him that Wolford was not lying and well, he was probably going to get the shock of his life as he then felt that tongue slip into the ring. Suddenly Wolford's teeth were pressed against his hole, making Grizzoli tremble and whimper in shock before he was pulling his legs apart and moaning in pleasure. Wolford's tongue was strolling inside his body, shifting in and out, pressing at the edges of the ring, stretching further, letting warm drool cling upon his body and making a soft warming burn to make him shudder. His tongue was strolling in circles, pressing in deep and against the stretching warm flesh within. He was moaning as his drool filled his jaw, slurping his tongue in and out to make sure that Grizzoli's passage was smothered in his excitement. He pressed with his tongue as Grizzoli was moaning at the stretching, tickling, warming sensation that was making him want to push out, confused because of a pressure build up that was not normally so quick. But with Wolford then pausing when he pressed a point that made Grizzoli give a sharp gasp, Wolford pulled his tongue away. "Eh... Wolfy?"

"Heh... I found the right spot... should I tickle it a little more?" Wolford grinned playfully and when Grizzoli gave a soft pant, Wolford then beckoned for the white wolf's leg to sit over his shoulders as he grinned and Grizzoli's eyes remained wide in fascination, his cock still straining out. When Wolford then returned his tongue to the task, glad to see the ring was damp and as he stuck his tongue in again, taking in the warm musky smell from Grizzoli's excited body, his tail was wagging firmly. His tongue pressed up against the same spot, rubbing and twisting, slapping his wet, sloppy tongue against it as he watched Grizzoli's balls clench and his dick bounce as it swelled out and Wolford was happy, knowing that his own phallus was erect and he should be alright to deal with him. But when it came to this matter, Wolford was sad to say that ass licking was so far the only thing getting him hard here!

Grizzoli was soon moaning softly, utterly delighted for the sensation of pressure against his point and then he felt Wolford pause. Wolford looked up at him, his jaw damp and his expression excited as he panted in pleasure and then grasped hold of Grizzoli's calves. The white wolf eye him anxiously to a minute before Wolford straightened up, showing off the bulge in his pants and the white wolf's eyes swelled up utterly in shock. As Wolford then unzipped his trousers, put a paw in and then released his short but fat cock from his pants and Grizzoli gave a heavy gulp. He had hoped this would be going the other way around, but he was so excited and eager for this more confident Wolford that he was not going to say anything. Then he was quivering as Wolford brought his form to the widened, wet hole and Wolford smiled down at him, hiding the terror within that he'd never penetrated anyone before and he was quite worried about it. But when he felt the warm ring near him, he eased a sigh as Grizzoli wheezed out and looked a little more relaxed.

Wolford closed his eyes, thinking of it as the same as putting his tongue in there, the need to be gentle and wait till it was eager to fit to push further. Indeed, as Wolford gently rubbed his form against the ring, pushing and tugging just a little as Grizzoli gave a soft whine, he judged how easy it was to enter and then steadily he pushed himself in. Grizzoli gave a sharp gasp of shock, feeling his whole body being stretched out to fit Wolford's width into him, making him grimace, his ears back as he whimpered and grasped his thighs. Grizzoli pulled his thighs back and apart, trying to grasp his cheeks and stretch them further as Wolford gently pushed in, feeling the resistance until gently he managed to get his form past the ring and then settled. Grizzoli was gasping as Wolford gave a relieved sigh, feeling the tightness pulsing and pinching around him, a little like a mouth but not as pleasant as when it was within him. Wolford looked down to Grizzoli who was grinning to himself, licking his lips as his body relaxed around the thick dick, loving the pressure pushing into him, leaning against his already excited spot and his cock was sitting up in excitement as Grizzoli gave a soft pant.

"It's alright Wolfy... I can take it..." Grizzoli sighed lovingly, it had been a long time since he'd had a decent fat cock inside him and he'd forgotten how wide he stretched and how good it felt. He was enjoying the way his own body pulsed around it and he felt it pulsing and Wolford nodded his head. Wolford then leant forward, pressing his nose against him to give him a kiss before he pushed his weight against his thighs, pushing them into Grizzoli's chest as he then began to thrust in and out firm and hard. Grizzoli was soon panting, his tongue lolling, feeling each breath being controlled by the thrusting and that firm pressure thumping against his body as Wolford thrust back and forth. Wolford grit his teeth, he closed his eyes and tried to think of it as something different, he thought about Artem and how he really would have loved to have the gumption to rip that fox a new hole and then Wolford growled softly as he strained forward to lick Grizzoli's nose as he gave a grunt.

Wolford altered his position slightly, pushing more for one side where he had found that little point of ecstasy and with each thrust making the pulsing passage around him pull him in more, gripping him but relaxing so it did not get ruined. Grizzoli clearly liked this, or he had not had it in a while and his body clearly had much more enjoyment from it all. Feeling this, knowing that Grizzoli was enjoying himself as he whimpered softly and grasped hold of his thighs to pull his legs back again, Wolford clambered onto him, keeping himself locked and then lay his body over Grizzoli's. The two then locked their arms about each other, kissing lovingly and nuzzling as Wolford's hips then began to thrust fast again, pushing himself in as far as he could, rubbing against Grizzoli's tender point as he whimpered softly, building up for his orgasm as his bulb was out, his cock already spitting precum into Wolford's fur as he lay over him.

Wolford wished he could feel the same, he felt he would be thrusting for hours just to get his knot forming, but then he closed his eyes again. He thought about Grizzoli, his attitude, the way he was so tough and then he pondered how he'd feel if Grizzoli were a fox. If he were a fox, he'd been an Arctic fox but his bad boy attitude and commanding manner would be Wolford's preference. The thought made more happen, it made him start to build up, remembering fox scent rather than wolf, thinking of how it would be so much more exciting if it were some bad boy fox telling him if he wanted his ass pounded, he'd had to give the fox a good reason and pounding him had been the only way to convince it. Oh yeah... thinking like that Wolford was straining more, precum spitting into Grizzoli's passage as their tongues were lolling and slapping against each other as both wolves started to whimper and huff and puff before Wolford felt his knot starting to tighten and he knew he was going to have to move fast in order to get Grizzoli to orgasm.

His hips began to slam into Grizz, making the wolf suddenly howl out in pleasure, feeling as if he was being jabbed right in the back of the head, the pressure so firm and so good. He was whimpering and whining, his tongue lolling as his ears pinned back and then Wolford grasped the white's hips and then made a few more hefty thrusts before he hit the point. Grizzoli's body tightened suddenly as he gave a sudden yelp and whimper of excitement before he was moaning loudly, his passage suddenly wetter and softer, warmer and Wolford felt his cum spill onto his fur and Wolford gave a moan. He almost whimpered though as he pushed his knot in and then Grizzoli gave a yelp and thrashed his legs a little before relaxing as Wolford lapped at his jaw, whimpering and nuzzling him.

"Sorry... got carried away... I'll squeeze it out...don't worry..." Wolford grimaced, he'd certainly forgotten about having his own knot and he stretched a paw back to grasp the bottom of the bulb. The jerking motions made Grizzoli whimper slightly from pain but as Wolford squeezed his bulb, the thick creamy lotion poured into his bowel and Grizzoli gave a loving moan. It was so much, more than his own form produced and he felt hungry to taste it. "Don't worry Grizz... Me in you, it won't be a regular thing..."

"That's almost disappointing Wolfy... but wait till we've recovered from it and you might wish it were..." Grizzoli grinned, slapping his tongue against his lips as if to threat. Wolford did not mind, he leant forward to kiss him, still squeezing his bulb empty. Grizzoli had better not be lying, this kind of orgasm was just not as addictive if there was not a cock in him somewhere. Besides, he could not decide against this relationship unless he'd tried it both ways. But he hoped he'd shown Grizzoli not to push him.

"Promise? Cause I just heard my phone go and I'm gonna have to leave, Gary said he's got the pictures of Barry's wedding!" Wolford stated with a soft expression, his face lighting up to something sweet despite the pain as he finished squeezing himself into Grizzoli. The white wolf was not happy of the sudden change and he gave a little whimper as if Wolford could not leave before he flopped back with a shudder and a little secondary orgasm when Wolford's bulb slid and the sudden trickling, oozing warmth of the cum loosening down his ring made his legs vibrate. Wolford though leant forward, grasping Grizzoli's face to stroke his cheek fur back before licking his nose and beaming down at him. "I'm sorry we've got to cut it short just now but... if you wait a little while, I'll come back and Gary and I can take you out for a meal. I want you to meet Gary, after-all he's the only family I sort of have now."

"Heh... you're making things sound serious... alright..." Grizzoli chuckled and Wolford beamed in delight before kissing him against, then kissing down to his stomach and then lapping the still spitting tip of Girzzoli's cock to make him give another little whimper of delight. But then Wolford bolted into the toilet, quickly scrubbing the cum from his belly and his groin before pulling his pants back on properly and then jerked his shirt back on. He left just as Grizzoli sat up and started to look for some cloth to clean himself up with whilst playing with his phone.

Despite how tired he was, the sudden excitement that maybe this relationship could be alright, that maybe they could enjoy being with each other, filled Wolford's head as he rushed down the accommodation corridors and then out to the library. He passed through the library and then reached the main halls of the university and the car park, here he spotted Gary just pulling up in a brand new and rather classy looking car. Gary had apparently gotten a private assignment as personally security for a well-paying client last month, some celebrity apparently, and they'd paid him a tip in a brand new car. Gary was eager to show off as he stepped out of the car in a neat fancy suit with sunglasses on when he spotted Wolford, but then he paused and tilted his head to the side.

"Hey Nate... where's your stuff?" Gary questioned with a soft chuckle and suddenly Wolford paused and grasped for a bag that was not there. Suddenly Wolford slapped his face, he really had not been thinking clearly and swiftly he turned to head back, but Gary walked to his side, they might as well take it slow and Gary could meet Grizzoli and say hi. The pair padded calmly to the library, up through to the accommodation blocks and then up the three flights of stairs to Grizzoli's room. Of course the door was unlocked and Wolford was blushing that Gary might accidentally see Wolford's work on the poor wolf, but when he opened the door with a swift apology, a different scene met his eyes.

Wolford froze completely, his eyes wide and watering fast as he'd opened the door and bent to pick up his bag, only to freeze. Gary stuffed his head in behind and gave a swift whistle of disbelief, so there had been a maximum of fifteen minutes between Wolford leaving the room to the car park and then getting back, but he'd not thought that Grizzoli would have acted so fast. Wolford knew Grizzoli had probably wanted them to switch before he escaped away, but he'd not said anything like, can't you tell him to go or I'm desperate can't he hang on. Still, Wolford could not believe what he had walked into although, part of him told him he should have guessed.

Gary though quickly grabbed Wolford's bag and jerked his paw, insisting him to stop staring and just pull away, but the blue eyes of the grey wolf were locked onto the shocked brown eyes of the white wolf. Though Grizzoli was staring at his apparent boyfriend, he'd not said anything, not stopped what was going on and it had only been the surprise the black bear lounging in his lap and licking him that had made her stop. She turned her head around to look at Wolford, blushing but then giving a snigger, she probably knew they were supposed to be playing together but Wolford recognised her as the bear Grizzoli had been flirting with lately and then Wolford had thought about what this wolf had said about being a physical mammal... needing such a thing.

Wolford was not sure if he should be relieved that Grizzoli had made the break-up easy, but he had just been filled with hope that things might be alright... but it was not the case! Grizzoli then made a motion of his mouth, as if to say something stupid like 'this is not what it looks like', but clearly he was not the guy that could wait and Wolford just could not seem to get a break with his picks. Wolford just shook his head and left the room, closing the door behind him and walking calmly with Gary back to the car. Wolford's face was stern as he pulled out his phone and left a simple text saying 'it wouldn't have worked anyway' to Grizzoli. He'd ended it there and yet Gary was shocked by how stoic Wolford was on the matter as they got into the car and then Gary gave a soft question.

"Nate? Nate? Do you... do you want to cry?" Gary was startled, he could not believe the bad luck of his companion but inside he was dancing. Surely, this would only mean that he had a chance with Wolford now. But Nate just turned to look at him cautiously for a moment before shrugging his shoulders and giving a strained chuckle.

"Nah... I was not really into it... into him and well, he was a constantly flirt and Priti had set it up. I only did it for her... besides, maybe I'm not ready for a relationship just yet and need to play more." Wolford chuckled to himself and Gary almost wanted to scream. But Wolford was practically relieved, now he had a chance to enjoy the Fox and the Hound properly....