Expensive Tastes
Expensive Tastes
Furry/Shounen ai/Yiff/FelineXWolf
NC-17
This fic is my first to be uploaded on the yiffstar story archives and one of my first yiff fics(not my first yaoi one though..so maybe i did somethings right. muaha!) But either way, any/all feedback is appreciated. Oh and yeah, this story depicts anthro male on male sex, if you've got a problem with furs, gays, sex, and especially gay sex..dont read it. You were warned.
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With a heavy sigh Rystal stared up at the large white mansion infront of him, it wasn't extravagantly huge like the ones you'd see on some special about Hollywood stars, but compared to his middle-class home, it was decent enough. It was annoying to him how much money these people could have, yet they did nothing more than buy expensive vases to decorate their cold empty homes. "If I had money like that.." he began. "I'd be sure to put it to good use." It was true too, the adventurous Timberwolf adolescence couldn't bare to sit around doing nothing as he invisioned those people did on a daily basis. Comfy cozy, seated atop a throne of thousand dollar velvet, sipping at expensive wine with no cares at all, no knowledge of what was happening in the world around them.
So yes, maybe his ideas were a bit warped..exagerated. But there was a bitter spark inside he couldn't dismiss. It surfaced in full force now as he stood before that giant home, thick and rather heavy textbooks clutched under his arm, and he was made to remind himself just what he was doing here. His kindness had gotten the best of him yet again, and for some odd reason he accepted an offer to tutor a classmate. Zaph. About the richest damn classmate he had. It enfuriated him that with so much given to this guy on a silver plate, the least he could do was learn a few things about History, Literature and Calculus. 'His parents probably bought off all teachers anyway...why not keep doing that.' Rystal was a bit the cynical one, a characteristic his mother persisted was picked up by his father. "Pshf.." He shook his head hard, and walked on. His mind once again trailing off to that no-good father of his.
Rystal rapped gently at the large oak door, ignoring the fact that there was a doorbell just to his right. There was a long moment of silence as Rystal waited impatiently, the settling sun's beams glaring down hard on his dirty gray fur. Again he knocked, harder and agrily this time. "Seesh! The least they could do is have one of their maids answer the damn door." As if on cue, the door was opened, a blood red vixen standing infront of him, dressed in a traditional french maid getup. "Sir Rystal?" she inquired, her voice soft and angelic. Rystal was silent for a moment, maybe a bit surprised at the fact that they actually had a maid. Nodding silently in his cold and suave manner, Rystal shifted on his feet and waited to be invited in.
"Ma'am Liaxus, the tutor is here." The maid turned and called up the stairs as she opened the door and allowed Rystal inside. Like clockwork a woman appeared at the top of the stairs, a tall and busty Chakaal dressed in a flowing red dress that seemed more fit for a ball then casual lounging. Rystal had seen Zaph's mother time and time again, she had golden fur spotted sparsly with dark brown patches just like her son. Large ears perched atop her head, emerging from her long golden headfur and a long thin tail tipped with black frizzled fur. Zaph had the school's current MILF mom, but Rystal easily looked over it. She wasn't really the type of woman that would catch his attention, physically attractive as she was..he thought of her as a snobby slut.
"Aaah! Your here Rystal!" her forced and fake cheery voice annoyed the hell out of Rystal, and he almost cringed to hear her talk. She made her way down the stairs as she continued on, chest bouncing as she went. "Zaphie is up in his room..the last one on the right. I have a dinner party to host, so I'll be down here most the night."
/Ah..so she does have something fancy to be all dolled up for./ Rystal thought.
"Thank you sooo much for helping him!" she bounced over to Rystal's side and pinched his cheek lightly. "Your such a good friend..and dont worry, I'll pay you in full for the favor after my guest have left, or if you must leave early tommorow will be fine too right?"
Rystal held back the urge to shake the woman and yell that he didn't need her pity or dirty money. He was doing this because somehow his mother had found out about the offer, and nagged him to death about doing it.
/If not for the money, then as a favor hun. You may not like Zaph very much..but don't be angry because of how much he has. Be better than that hun..I've taught you better./
His mother's words repeated in Rystal's head and he smiled weakly at Zaph's mother. "Thats just fine ma'am." his face showed kindness, but his hard voice reflected his true feeling of anger.
"Hahaha! Just call me Liaxus dear..I'm not so old."
/Mm..so you think./
Rystal forced a smile again and satisfied Laixus waved a light farewell and left down the hallway to the dining room, the maid following behind her. Now alone in the entreyway, Rystal took a few seconds to look the place over. He had to admit he was always curious as to what the inside of Zaph's place looked like. Slowly he made his way up the stairs, nose twitching with the smell of powerful popurri that surrounded him, almost drowning him in the flowery scent. Once finally reaching the top, Rystal glanced over his shoulder and down the stairs, noticing just how high up he was. A subtle rumbling echo of music tweeked Rystal's sensative ears and he continued down the hallway, following the sound to the last room on the right.
Now closer Rystal decifered the song as a euro beat mix of some techno music. He smirked, impressed by the Chakaal's taste in music and for a brief moment found himself not thinking of the anger felt toward his classmate. Without further stalling or hesitation, Rystal knocked hard at the door, making sure the sound would be heard over the stream of beats. Like before there was a moment of silence before any sign of life at the other side of the door was eminent. The music's decible level lowered, and light footsteps could be heard approaching the door. In a swift motion the door was opened, and Zaph appeared before Rystal, a look of surprise on his face.
"Ah, your here early pal!" he stated, smiling wide now.
/'The earlier we start, the quicker we can finish and I can get out of here..'/
"Yeah well...I've got some things to do later today." Rystal answered point blank.
For a moment longer, the two just stood at the doorway; Rystal waiting to be invited in, and Zaph..possibly waiting for an explanation as to just what Rystal was going to do later. It took an impatient shift of feet for Zaph to get the hint, and invite his tutor in. With the first time being in Zaph's room, surprisingly enough Rystal didn't become too overwhelmed by the experience. Zaph's room, he found it, was relativly normal and not over-elaborated or gaudy..but rather ordinary. There were some reminents though, of a more stylish design to his room that most probably were placed there by his mother. The crisp white floating shelves placed along the walls for example, or square plant potter set in the corner. All other furniture though; two tall dressers, an entertainment armoir, and his bed, were plain hardwood, rather non expensive. His wealth though, could be found in the expensive flat screen television, dvd player, stereo, and various game systems from GBA to Xbox. All of which lay out on the floor before the armoir, controllers attached and all.
Just like the average teenage fur, his room was messy, with clothes tossed all around in tiny dunes. Posters with favorite rock bands plastered on the walls, a few of them folding over on themselves because of missing tacks. Magazines lay strewn about the unmade bed, classwork dittos mixed along with them, a few bowls and plates peeking from underneath the bed, fastfood bags crumbled up and piled in an overflowing trashbag. It was obvious, the maid was not allowed in this room. Zaph took quick notice to Rystal's silent staring, and shutting the door behind him, rushed over to the middle of the room. "Heh..sorry its a bit messy."
/..More than a bit I'd say../
"Don't worry about it.." Rystal started. "my room isn't much different."
His words seemed a que for Zaph to shrug the whole thing off, and stop stuffing trash under his bed with his bare footpaw. Now taking notice, Rystal checked over Zaph's appearance, starting at his bare feet and looking up to his baggy blue-jeans, held snuggly to his thin waists with a spiked belt. His shirt, a normal black tee, fit a bit snuggly against his thin frame, and sported a single red anarchy sign. Zaph's fur was a bit lighter than his mothers, as were his spots; more sparsly spread over his body, from his large ears to his large fluffy tail. His golden headfur was a bit shaggy and layered, framing his face, looking a bit like he hadn't run a comb through it that morning. Satisfied with the look over, Rystal turned his head away casually, contemplating just why he had to pay such attention to Zaph's appearances.
Walking to the middle of the room, Rystal searched around for a good place to put down his textbooks. "Which subject should we start with?"
"Hmm?" Zaph perked his ears and blinked, subconciously trying to forget that he would have to study.
Rystal patted the books under his arms once and looked at Zaph with a very unamused look on his face. He was ready to tutor, teach, finish and leave.
"Oh right..don't you want something to eat first? Maybe a sandwich, some snacks?"
"I'm not really hungry."
"Maybe a video game then?"
"I don't really play video games."
"Oh..ok, well you can just set the books down and we'll start."
Again Rystal searched around the room, finding no clear space to safely set the books. Zaph scrambled to his bed and cleared off the piles of papers, one flitting away from his hands and fluttering infront of Rystal. Slowly he reached his paw up and grasped onto the paper, studied it, then arching a brow moved it away from his face. "You really got a 30 on your last History quiz?" The Chakaal adolescence stopped his hurried clean up, and glanced back over his shoulder at Rystal. "Yeah, that was a good one!" He chuckled, rolled over from his stomach, and sat up on the bed. "Last one I got was 10, I think I've improved a bit." Rystal didn't bother trying to explain how those grades were nothing to be proud of. He pursed his lips, sighed inwardly, and allowed the Chakaal to bask in his crowning glory, a giant smile still painted on his face.
"Here, I cleared off a space." Zaph finally said, motioning to the clear spot beside him on the bed. At first Rystal hesitated to sit down. He felt really wierd for some reason, his chest tightened out of the uncomfortable state he was just put in. In no way did he want to be in Zaph's house, let alone his room, and definetly not seated on the same bed. But then..he couldn't explain to himself why exactly, there was no way sitting on his bed would make him feel less wealthy the way standing in that expansive hallway did. Without further hesitation Rystal sat down, close to the very bottom of the bed and leaving plenty space between himself and the Chakaal. The bed creasing and its comforter giving a light sigh as he did. An interesting scent tweeked his nose as he sat..a slightly musky scent that caught his attention and forced a slight shiver over him. Clutching the book firmly, Rystal forced away the visable flinch that threatened to show itself on his toned form. What was with that smell and reaction? It was odd..and increasingly frightening as Rystal felt a tinge in his lower gut, and his sheath gave a stir. Now a bit scared, Rystal shifted in place, trying hard to clear his mind and make sense of what the smell was that caused the arousal.
There was some familiarity now, Rystal noticed, to the reactions he felt at a time he and his past mate where fooling around, and her musky scent attacked his sensitive nose. So then it made sense, the scent was one of arousal..probably pasts, but how a femmes scent was in Zaph's room he couldn't understand. He wasn't exactly a lady's man with that almost skrawny figure. Maybe his mothers..the maids..no it didn't make sense...unless of course, it wasn't a femmes scent at all, but a males past arrousal. Rystal shook his head hard inwardly, dispursing that idea immediatly. There was no way he would be arroused by a males scent..definetly not Zaph's..he would fight that to his death. Rystal could concentrate more of course, take a long draw of the smell and decifer the sex of the furre, but in his subconcious there was a fear of the truth. Instead he created a reason behind it.. as impractical as it seemed to him, Zaph must've got laid once in his life..maybe recently.
/'That scent..it was lingering from the femme he was with.'/ Rystal thought..and let himself believe.
"So, what subject are we going to start with?" Zaph's words broke through Rystal's daydream state, and his short contemplation time was interupted.
"Eh.." Rystal looked over and his almond eyes met with Zaph's emerald ones. Regaining his composer, Rystal cleared his throat and spoke. "How about history, seeing as how you obviously need help with it." The words could have been said with some sense of humor, jokingly so, if between friends, but Rystal stated it plainly with his hard expression. Zaph though, still smiled his carefree smile and accepted the insult with a light heart.
/How can he always be so cheery.....I can't understand this guy at all../
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"The Chang-Ki Dynasty spanned over a decade, its power and sucess thanks primarily to the silk trade and advance inventions of its time. There was some discreption though with the birth of the second son from his third wife, when-" Rystal stopped as he noticed Zaph's hand raise for what must've been the 10th time in the last 5 minutes. He said nothing, but just looked up from his book and watched Zaph's expression of dumbfoundedness.
"Sorry..but I can't even understand what those words mean."
"Which ones, I said a lot you know." Rystal was extremely iritated now, the clock at Zaph's bedside reading 7:35, and the sky out his large window black and darted with stars. He had been there tutoring his classmate since mid-morning with little sucess and only mind wrenching stress. Of course since Rystal had wished for a quick in and out job, it would take forever. So was his luck in life. Zaph, now seated on the ground, rested his head on the bed beside his notebooks and sighed.
"Mou..all of em..maybe we should work on English and Literature now."
With those words the room's silence was disrupted as Rystal slammed his book shut hard and sat it beside him. His patience was worn paper thin, and it took all his will power to keep from screaming at Zaph. /..Think of what mom said../ he reminded himself.
Finally it seemed, Zaph had taken notice of Rystal's anger and his own expression reflected the guilt he felt. Sitting upward, Zaph crossed his legs and gripped his ankles loosely, ears pressed back against his head. He looked like a young pup fresh after a scolding for chewing something he shouldn't. Rystal hadn't taken notice to his change, and was busy flipping through the large Literature book held on his lap.
"I'm sorry Rystal."
Rystal's head lifted, his eyes trailing away from the text to meet Zaph's form seated by his feet, half expecting to see a comical look of sarcasm on his face. But he was surprised to actually see a look of remorse instead, one he couldn't yet shrug off as honest or not. He said nothing, but simply watched and waited for Zaph to continue.
"I bet your really tired of dealing with my stupid questions." He sulked inwardly.
"Yeah I really am!" Rystal shot back, Zaph snapping his head up to look at the wolf, surprised at his honesty. "I've been here all day trying to teach you atleast something, and you refused to even TRY to learn. I'm not exactly enjoying it here, but I still tolerated your stupidity. Y'know, all your mounds of money can only get you so far Zaph so you better quit using it as your excuse! All the money in the world wont buy you a brain you know!!" Rystal was no longer holding back and instead was taking this chance at expressing his true feelings.
Zaph gripped his ankles firmly, his claws scratching over the denim material of his pants. "I don't!"
"Oh bullshit!" Rystal started, fuming with anger as he leant forward and continued to yell. "Its so easy for you to just say that, but actions speak louder than words Zaph, have you heard that expression? Your snobby attitude at school doesn't go unnoticed." Rystal didn't bother finishing off his scentences, his built up anger and frustration finally showing. Zaph just sat silently, muzzle parted partially in shock. In truth, Rystal was more frustrated with the unsucessful evening. He had really hoped to teach Zaph something, not just for his mother's wishes, but because he wished to help Zaph in one way. The fur had no friends at school, solely because of his haughty additude mixed with jealousy from other students because of his wealth. There was a heavy hushed silence that fell over the room as Rystal sighed and returned to his books, feeling somewhat better about getting those thoughts off his chest.
"Do you really hate me?"
Rystal again shot his gaze over to Zaph, their eyes meeting. The Chakaal looked so earnest and honestly hurt by Rystal's words. In that moment Rystal saw something he never had in Zaph, something he wouldn't alow himself to see. The Chakaal was just like any other furre Rystal knew and took in as a friend, so why was there that barrier? Rystal wanted to say no to Zaph, but couldn't be that honest, because truthfully he wanted to hate him.
"Do you really hate that I'm rich and your not? You hate me because of something like that, something that childish?!" The grey wolve's eyes opened wider and his heart sank. Zaph was right. "You've got no right to scold me Rystal. Do you think I want to be the rich snobby outsider, that I don't want any friends? I dont do it to myself, everyone else does it to me.
"...You as well." he finished.
Rystal smirked, and turning away gave his head a little shake. "Your telling me you cared what I thought about you?" he chuckled, an action, added to his sarcastic words, that made Zaph hang his head in defeat.
"I did.. I thought you'd care enough to be my.." He didn't finish the sentence, but really didn't need to. 'My friend.' Rystal finished the rest mentally as a deeper meaning to the words penetrated his mind and again a tinge was felt at his heart. All preconseptions of the wealthy fur were just so easily dismissed in this one meeting, and Rystal's judgemental, hard-head character had proved him the bad guy. Zaph was looking for friends the whole time, but the jealousy and stubborn attitudes of others built a wall around the youth. And just as he thought he could have found a friend..maybe something more in Rystal, he was shot down again. The wolve's heart ached with guilt and his fur burned with embaresment, but still he couldn't let himself apologize.
"I think your a bit expensive for my tastes.." Rystal joked, a light and nervous chuckle escaping his throat. There was a longer silence now, Rystal still uneasy about just how this conversation had changed. Zaph said nothing, but instead tucked his legs under his bottom and knelt upright, extending a paw gingerly and rested it on Rystal's leg. Rystal flinched at the touch and drawn back, watched Zaph as he moved his face closer, their noses mere centimeters from eachother. Rystal's mind fought hard to move his body away, but he remained motionless, startled, nervous, and waiting to see what Zaph was going to do.
"Don't joke like that.." Zaph finally said then closing the space between their muzzles, kissed Rystal suddenly. Now Rystal's body reacted, his eyes shot wide as he scrambled back, pushing off from the bed with his paws. The quick kiss was broken as Rystal fumbled back onto the bed, covering his muzzle with the back of his paw and staring up at the Chikaal that just kissed him. There was a moment of silence as Zaph stood up, kneeling onto the bed and towering over Rystal.
"Wha-what the hell was that?!" Rystal, still in shock, rubbed fiercly at his lips, trying to whipe away the kiss. Zaph had caught him completely off gaurd with that unplanned but easily acted out action. Zaph didn't respond, but instead moved over Rystal, straddling the wolve's leg, his paw carefully moving Rystal's arm away from his face and placing it beside his head. Rystal's mind boggled over just how he wasn't fighting off his rich classmate, cussing him out, then leaving..but instead lay still and watched Zaph descend on him again for another kiss. Zaph gave his kiss without a fight, a light innocent one like before, one that Rystal regretfully enjoyed.
"Z-Zaph?! Wait.." Rystal opened his mouth to protest again, and felt Zaph's paw cup his chin, pulling their faces close and this time slipping his tongue into the other male's mouth. Rystal's muffled protest went unnoticed as Zaph closed his eyes and danced his tongue around in the wolves mouth, the grip tightened around Rystal's wrists. As much as Rystal stared in shock and quietly murmered complaints into Zaph's mouth, it was obvious he wasn't disliking it. He could have easily fought Zaph off, even with pinned arms, Rystal was strong and adept enough to fight back. If he didn't want somebody to kiss him, they wouldn't be kissing him. And slowly but surely Rystal surrendered to his will and returned the kiss; their tongues dancing along. Now satisfied, Zaph moved away and stared down at a now heated and utterly confused Rystal. They remained in silence until Rystal found his voice. "Why...what did you kiss me for?"
"I know you don't hate me Rystal."
"Well no, but that doesn't mean I...well y'know it doesn't make me..like you or anything."
"But it could though.."
Rystal studied Zaph's expression carefully, taking in his now uncharacteristic look of depression. It was scary, but then Rystal also found the feline's pouty face sexy in a way. Zaph wasn't just looking for a friend in the wolf, he wanted something stronger, maybe not permenatly, but for tonight, just a little while. Rystal didn't hate Zaph, never could..but then he still wasn't sure he could like him in the way the Chikaal wished. The uneasy love-hate relationship formed in school was all because of Rystal's prejudice and fear of getting close to anyone. The pair of wide hazel orbs stared unletting into Rystal's blue ones, begging for some response.
"...It could.." Rystal answered, his one free paw lifting from the bed and finding Zaph's golden locks. Zaph flustered, his cheeks turning a light pink hue in surprise as Rystal caressed his headfur gently. Rystal in response snatching his paw back and glancing away, the bridge of his muzzle red as well. "..I guess.."
Zaph smiled sweetly and silently nodded, lowering his head once again and licking Rystal's maw once slightly. A light prrgrowl escaped Rystal's throat as Zaph danced his tongue over his tutor's muzzle, Rystal returning the favor and the two became entertwined in sensual licks and kisses. Slowly Zaph released Rystal's arm, satisfied he wouldn't protest, and ran his clawed digits down Rystal's torso, massaging the wolve's muscular sides through the t-shirt. Rystal too had begun to work his paws along his partner's torso, slipping them under his shirt and caressing every inch, front and back. Zaph gave a muffled gasp as clawed digits found one of his nipples and pinched hard then twisted at the little bud. Zaph was to say the least, surprised at Rystal's sudden acceptence and dominance, but the feline was discovering that this canine prefered to be the dominant one when it came to matters of foreplay and sex. Both furs blushed as they worked on pleasuring the other, the heat quickly rising between them. Zaph shifted his position slightly, thigh rubbing between Rystal's legs, groin grinding against Rystal's hips. The two moaned simultaniously as their sheathe's stirred. Already Zaph was becoming increasingly arroused, continuously grinding his groin on Rystal's thigh, a pink tip quickly emerging from his furred sheath.
Rystal's paw worked its way down Zaph's front, stopping at the brim of his jeans shortly before undoing them. Zaph flinched visably, his anticipation and arousal rising as images of the two's naked intwined bodies raced through his mind and again his sheath stirred, releasing fully his feline cock. As Rystal opened his partner's pants completely he was greeted by the pink apendage and quickly took it in his paw, at the same time pulling Zaph's head down and taking him in another heated kiss, the two moaning deeply in eachother's mouths. The situation couldve been, to say the least; awkward, but the two's sudden lustful urges fueled them forward, and all precomsceptions put aside. The wolve's paw moved slowly at first, each stroke drawing out a thankful moan into the mouth of Rystal.
The feline's tail danced in the air as his canine partner's motions gained speed, a thumb firmly massaging the heads tip. With a sudden squeeze to his length Zaph was forced upright, back arched as his hips thrust forward into Rystal's tight grip. It was a sign taken with thanks as an invitation and Rystal quickened his pace and agressivly jerked at Zaph's length. The feline's heavy moans and grunts put a smile of such satisfaction on Rystal's face that he hadn't felt in some while. The pleasure however still felt a bit one-sided, and Rystal's arousal was now verging on painful. Slowly, and to Zaph's surprise and temporary disapointment, Rystal released his cock and gently pushed the feline off his lap and onto the comfort of his bed.
"E..eh?" Zaph's half-closed eyes opened wider as he watched Rystal move onto his knees and begin to undo his jeans. He could feel his heart beating hard against his ribcage, frightened and anticipating the wolves next movement. Rystal remained quiet as he shuffled the jeans and boxers down from his waists, his dark gray cock immediatly making his presence known, stiff, erect and anticipating. Rystal's fluffed tail began to wag quickly behind him as he spoke, his voice rasp with arousal.
"Its too one-sided.." he paused and reached an arm forward, paw cupping the back of Zaph's head and pulling him forward slightly. Zaph's eyes fixing immediatly on his partner's shaft and a strong blush forming on his face as he realized what he was expected to do. Rystal took notice of the feline's nervous expression and resting another paw on his short muzzle continued moving his head forward.
"I'm doubting you have any lube..and I dont want to make things too painful.."
Zaph moved forward, guided by Rystal and took the thick gray cock in his maw slightly. He suckled at the head lightly at first, tasting the precum, his form all but impressive, but still satisfying to the wolf. Rystal's moans began to come steadily as Zaph boldly took more of the length in his mouth, his nose flarred to take in the scent of arrousal. His paws worked through Zaph's headfur, coaxing him further as his temptation steadily heightened. Zaph had now found his confidence and rolled his slightly prickled tongue along the shaft, forcing a surprised grunt from Rystal as he thrusted forward into the feline's mouth. The sudden action forced Zaph to take all of Rystal's length in his maw as his muzzle was forced against Rystal's crotch. The wolf panted heavily now as he held Zaph in place, the feline's eyes shut tight as he tried his hardest not to gag. Rystal couldn't help but pull back and thrust again, driven by his anticipation and arrousal. Inexperience had the best of both of them, but it didn't take much experience for Rystal to know he had to prolong the activity, or else he would cum right now. Rystal pulled Zaph's head back slowly, enjoying the sensations sent through his quivering shaft as the precum coated tongue slid over it.
Zaph licked over his mouth, tasting the precum enjoyably before a soft paw found his shoulder and began to push his body down to the bed. The chakaal lay on his back and allowed his new found mate to remove his pants completely and trace his paws over his lithe form. Rystal quickly worked his way out of his pants completely, tossing his shirt aside as well and knelt completely naked over his smaller counterpart. He smirked lightly, looking over Zaph's body shortly, enjoying the way his feminine form looked draped in just a tshirt. Rystal paws moved quickly to the feline's thighs, rubbing them gently before lifting Zaph's legs and leaning forward, his cock's tip nudging against Zaph's hole. Slowly he rubbed it between the feline's buttocks, the precum lubricating the opening and allowing the head to slip in and force a deep moan from Zaph.
The chakaal's claws dug into the sheets as he moaned deeply, Rystal slowly forcing more of his length into his partner. Rystal grunted and lifted Zaph's legs over his shoulders, an arm holding his legs close against his chest, a paw caressing through the feline's headfur. Slowly Rystal pressed further in, stretching the small fur's opening as he went, causing the chikaal to lift his backend in acceptance. The two grew louder with moans of pleasure as the wolf eased further in slowly inch by inch, his member seeping pre and lubricating his way deep in. In a quick sudden motion Rystal thrusted, forcing in the remaining 6 inches of his 8 inch member in the tightening hole and forcing a pleasured moan from his partner. Rystal moved his muzzle down to meet with Zaph's, nose nuzzling against his fur gently and affectionatly as he held the position, loving the feeling of warmth around his cock as it nestled deep within the beautiful feline.
He licked at his maw lightly, deep growls rumbling his chest as he began to pull out slowly, only to shuffle his body closer and thrust in deep again, both moaning in ecstasy as he did. Rystal pulled out once more then repeated the motion again, harder than before and faster than the first time. He continued at a steady pace, pumping into the chakaal's tight oriface, grunting with every thrusts as he felt Zaph's paws grip his ass and squeeze tightly. They both panted heatedly, Rystal now thrusting hard and unletting, his paws now at Zaph's sides, holding the feline's hips up off the bed and against his hips..Zaph's clawed digits fingering at Rystal's tailhole, enjoying the sensations in his ass and through his member pressed between the two's abdomens. As Rystal humped faster than before, driven by his beastly urge, the two built on their quickly aproaching orgasms. Zaph clenched tightly to the gray wolves ass, holding his hips close as he felt Rystal's formed knot press against his opening, pressing his hips backward as Rystal moved forward and forced into his partners tailhole, stretching it further than before. Zaph squeeze his eyes shut, a pained put pleasured scream threatening to escape his maw but halted as Rystal clamped his jaw around his partners gently. Rystal didn't wait long before pulling back, his knot pressing at the inside of Zaph's tightened canal, a distinct and extremely pleasured sensation for both, their muffled moans and groans full of pleausre. Rystal's member quivered within the tensed tailhole as he pulled back hard, draining his knot and flooding Zaph's walls with his thick cum. Zaph's length also releasing his juices against the two's torsos, sticking to their fur and marking the wolves light gray coat with creamy patches.
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Zaph rested his tail atop his wolven mate's fluffed tail, a pleased yet still nervous smile on his face. "I told you you didn't hate me..." he smirked, showing a bit of fangs. Rystal remained silent, seated at the edge of the bed, his pants now back on but still shirtless. His classmate sat further back, clothed in a fresh pair of pants and tshirt, legs crossed and arms lazily rested in his lap. He stared hard at Rystal's back with almost painful eyes, awaiting any sort of response or reaction from the wolf. As if feeling Zaph's eyes on him, Rystal turned and locked eyes with the chikaal.
"....You look so pitiful rich kid..shouldn't you be happy?"
"Rich... kid?.." Zaph whispered, blinking and searched Rystal's face for some sort of readable expression.
"Yah.." Rystal scooted back on the bed, leg tucked up against his chest as he rested his chin on his knee and watched Zaph. "I think thats what I'll call you now..don't think I could start calling you things like "snuggly-kittie" or anything....its really not me." Zaph was quiet at first, but then smiled wider and nodded, giving a light chuckle. The two furs entertwined their tails and moved toward eachother, liking at the others muzzle lightly.
"I never did hate you Zaph...and I'll.." he paused and glanced away shyly, arms crossing on his chest as he admitted what he never thought he would. "..and I'll love you as long as thats what you want.." A goofy smile graced Zaph's face and he leaned forward and took Rystal in a tight embrace. "Its what I want.." Rystal smirked and scratched at Zaph's headfur playfully. "Just be sure you do better in school..allright?" Zaph nodded and winked. "As long as you come over to help me study more often...though I doubt we could get much studying done.."
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I congradulate you if you actually read through it all. Thank you very much if you did. Comments and suggestions are always welcome, and really encouraged. Please e-mail me with whatever it is you'd like to say. =) Thankies also to everyone that inspired me to finish. This story was actually meant to be a one-shot fic..but I think I may make it a series. So for now its To Be Continued...