Longing
"Longing"
By Aureus Jackal
Matt stared down at the thick book sitting on the table before him. It was not a particularly interesting topic to him, a rather dry description of long past empires and the people that shaped them. It was not that he hated history, it just amazed him how so many historians could take things like wars and intrigue and make it sound so dull. On any other day he would have had no problem using his imagination to add the spice that was so carefully drained from the topic, but right now it was all he could do to not look up at the fox sitting on the other side of the table from him. Just the thought of turning his gaze upward made his heart race, and against the silence of the library each beat sounded deafeningly loud to his keen wolfen hearing.
The wolf took a deep breath to calm his nerves and chanced a glance at his companion and felt relieved to find him intently reading his own massive tome and taking notes. The thought of Ren catching him stealing glances when they should be working made his hard won calm falter again. It was ridiculous, really; he barely knew anything about him. If it wasn't for the fact they shared a university history class he doubted they would have ever crossed paths.
Matt smiled inwardly; his friends wondered what good being a history major would ever do him. Cute foxes were a good place to start, he thought to himself. It always amazed him how the light, any light, played off of Ren's orange and red fur and brought out subtle variations in color that seemed to almost flicker when the fox moved. Matt was sure he was what a living flame would look like, this effect being completed by the soot colored 'socks' at his hand and foot paws. With his grey and white fur, Matt felt so plain by comparison. Even with the muted colors of the black t-shirt and white hoodie Ren was currently wearing, it was hard not to get the impression of vivid colors. As he thought about it, the wolf suspected that was one reason the fox seemed to prefer muted clothing: anything else with his natural coloring would just be too flamboyant.
Matt almost yelped as he was snapped from his reverie by Ren looking up from his book and turning his gaze on his admirer. Golden eyes shone like warm embers from behind the fox's glasses as he brushed some of his long headfur away from his face. Matt gave the fox a shy smile; it was all he could do not to drown in those golden eyes. Ren returned the smile, somehow in an even more shy fashion, "Um, everything okay? You seem distracted."
Matt could feel himself blushing beneath his fur at the question. At least his 'plain' wolf fur was good at masking that, he thought. "Oh, yeah, everything is fine. It's just these books; you'd swear they went out of their way to make this stuff boring!"
Ren chuckled shyly at this, filling the wolf's chest with a warm and fuzzy sensation that made it hard to think about anything but the fox. Ren was so shy and usually kept to himself, making him a real enigma. The moment Matt laid eyes on him though, the one thing he did know was he would do anything to get to know him better. Despite this self-declaration though, he found himself having to content himself with stealing glances in class while listening to his professor drone on about the noble attributes of some king or other long dead person. Matt was usually fascinated with history, the events themselves, but around Ren nothing else seemed to compare. The wolf could hardly believe his luck when he found himself paired with the fox for a group assignment. He half expected to stumble across a winning lottery ticket in the gutter on his way back to his dorm that day.
The fox glanced down at the time on his cellphone and blinked in surprise, "Wow, it's really gotten late!" Ren looked around the room and perked his ears as he searched for other furs present, "And it's gotten pretty dead around here, though this is a library. Who goes to libraries anymore? I thought they did away with the need for poking through old books when they invented the Internet."
It was Matt's turn to chuckle, feeling his nerves relax a bit as conversation helped take his mind off of his secret crush for his companion. "Well, we did end up with the one professor that shuns technology. He shouldn't be teaching history, he belongs in a museum himself!"
Ren almost fell out of his seat from a fit of giggles as the wolf's joke seemed to catch him off guard. He covered his face with a paw shyly as he tried to recover from his apparent shock, "Hehe, that was a good one, you're pretty funny when you want to be. Sometimes you get so quiet I was getting worried you didn't like having to be around me."
Matt couldn't believe what he was hearing, Ren was worried he didn't want to be around him? The wolf shook his head adamantly as he suddenly found himself afraid about the impression he must have been giving Ren and wanting desperately to undo all of it, "Oh! No! It's not that at all! I just don't know what to say sometimes, around you. Not that you're not interesting to talk to, I mean you're really great and I really enjoy being around you, really, my mind just goes blank, and you're the most interesting person I know, I.. I..." He caught himself as he realized how he sounded and felt his face warm as the fox stared at him, once again grateful for his fur's ability to cover any blush that had to be forming around his muzzle. Ren's expression was hard to read and Matt's imagination filled in the gaps with everything ranging from joyous reciprocation to scorn and disgust. After what seemed like ages, Matt almost whimpered with relief as a smile crept across the fox's muzzle.
"Well, I'm glad you like being around me," the fox said happily. "I'm kind of shy so it's hard to meet new people and I don't like drawing too much attention to myself. It's hard to tell what people think of me sometimes."
This time Matt really did let out a quiet whimper despite his best efforts to do otherwise. "You're wonderful," he breathed quietly.
Ren's smile broadened a bit more and lost some of its previous shyness, "You think so, huh?" He looked about the library once more then back over to the wolf, "How about we go somewhere else. Empty libraries are kind of creepy and we can just take whatever we need with us."
Matt blinked in confusion at the fox's suggestion. He would definitely follow Ren anywhere, but it wasn't like there was any other place open at this hour that would be good for studying, and he had his annoying roommate to think of back at his own dorm-room making that out of the question as a desirable place to be right now, "Where could we go? It's kind of late..."
Ren swished his bushy tail back and forth behind his chair and leaned in towards Matt's side of the table, causing the wolf to unconsciously do the same as the fox's gaze drew him in, "Hmm, well its true there isn't really a lot of other places to go. But as it so happens, I live off-campus. No dorm life for me, I'm afraid. No visitation rules and no roommates to cause problems." The fox's shyness returned to his smile with that statement and he turned his gaze down towards the table, "It's nice and quiet there, I'm sure we could get a lot done and it'd be a lot more comfortable."
Matt gulped as he found himself suddenly free of the fox's gaze and caught himself as he was about to ask how the fox could afford his own place off campus as a student. It didn't matter really. "That... that sounds like a great idea," he replied instead. The shy smile he received from Ren after saying it made him certain he made the right choice of responses.
Ren scooped up a small pile of books as he swished his tail behind him cheerfully, "Great, I'm sure no one will mind if we borrow these for tonight. I somehow think no one will miss them overnight."
Matt hurriedly did the same, hoping his haste didn't make him look too eager and followed the fox out the library into the night. He caught his breath as he watched Ren walk across the dark parking lot towards his car; the moonlight played off of the fox's fur making it practically glow. For a moment the wolf wondered if maybe Ren actually was living flame in fox form. He could feel his pulse quicken as he watched the fox move under the silvery moonlight, transfixed by the sight like a deer in headlights or a moth to a flame. His reverie was finally broken by Ren calling out to him and motioning him over, and Matt quickly followed after. All he wanted to do now was follow Ren, his beacon, his flame.
The drive to Ren's apartment took a lot less time than Matt expected, though it made sense the fox would live close to campus even though he had his own place. The whole trip all he could think about was how he was sitting next to Ren, in his car, on his way to his apartment. Despite his best efforts to avoid it, his mind played through a whole range of possible ways it could go, some of which caused the wolf to blush heavily under his fur. Ren seemed oblivious to his passenger's mood or train of thought and seemed to be doing his best to focus on the task of driving; the only thing that hinted at anything else going on in his mind was how his tail kept finding its way to Matt's leg and brushing against it, even curling around it at one point - causing the wolf to practically freeze in place, afraid the slightest motion would cause it to withdraw. Whatever was on the fox's mind, the tail stayed firmly in place and Matt gradually relaxed and even dared to give the tail a few pets which Ren either did not notice or did not mind. The wolf desperately hoped it was the latter of the two.
As the car finally pulled into a parking lot belonging to a small apartment complex, Matt perked his ears and let out a quiet 'ooh' at the sight. It wasn't the fanciest place in town, but he could see how the shy fox would find the place desirable. As far as he could tell in the dark, the place was well tended and gave off a sense of peacefulness in contrast to the activity surrounding campus life. Ren gave the wolf a shy smile after pulling into one of the parking spaces, "Well, we're here. You like?"
Matt nodded his approval and sighed softly as the fox's tail withdrew from his leg as Ren got out of the car. Taking a deep breath, the wolf got out of the car and carried his load of books after the fox, following Ren up to one of the doors of the second floor apartments and wagged his tail happily as he waited for the fox to unlock the door.
Ren glanced over at the wolf as he went through his keys to find the one for his door, "I don't really have many people over, you're sure you're okay with this?"
The wolf nodded and wagged his tail faster, "Definitely, no place I'd rather be tonight... um. " Matt's voice trailed off as he reconsidered his approach and looked down at the ground as if it was the most interesting thing in the world, "I mean, yeah. I bet you have a nice apartment. Perfect for studying..."
Ren giggled and gave the wolf a bap with his bushy tail as he finally got the door open and headed inside, "Oh, it is. I think so anyways."
Matt perked his ears as he followed Ren inside, wondering at the way the fox's shyness from earlier seemed to be slowly giving way to something else. He wasn't going to complain, really. Less shyness had to mean the fox was warming up to him. That could not be a bad thing in his book. He looked around the living room of Ren's small apartment and gave an approving nod at what he saw. Everything was more or less how he pictured Ren's place would be on the way over. The room was dominated by a comfortable looking couch in the middle of the room and along the wall it faced was a respectably sized television that seemed to be playing host to at least one game system. Off in the corner was the fox's computer desk. Matt could picture the quiet fox spending his time there, chatting with friends, doing his homework, maybe even... The wolf shook his head slightly to clear the thought before it progressed too far. The last thing he needed was to let his head get filled with distracting thoughts. He had come over to work.
At least, he thought he did. He gave Ren a puzzled look as the fox laid the books to the side of the couch and laid down on it. The fox reciprocated the look with an innocent smile, "We've been messing with those books for hours. Let's take a little break before we get back to that. Have a seat." Ren emphasized the last statement by patting one of the cushions with a footpaw
Matt stared at the fox on the couch for a few moments before finally nodding and putting his own book pile aside and sat down on the cushion Ren had indicated, eliciting a giggle from the fox as he moved his paws out of the way as the wolf sat down and quickly placing them firmly on his lap after he settled in. Matt stared down at the paws and gulped heavily. He hadn't really had the chance to see them so up close before, and everything from their soot colored 'socks', to their size, to their dainty paw pads convinced him they were the most amazing paws he ever laid eyes on - fox paws, Ren's paws.
The wolf gazed at the perfect foot paws on his lap for what seemed like an eternity to him, unsure of what he should do. After taking a deep breath to calm his nerves he reached town and gave one of them a tentative rub, earning a happy murr from Ren. Encouraged by this, Matt started rubbing them with both paws and couldn't help but thump his tail on the couch as he did so. From their velvety, black fur to their delicate paw pads they really were pleasant to rub and the happy sounds from the fox only made things better. Finally feeling a bit braver, Matt took one of the fox paws and lifted it to his muzzle and pressed his nose against one of Ren's paw pads, eliciting a surprised giggle and louder murr from his companion.
Matt let out a soft murr of his own as Ren's scent filled his world. He wouldn't have described it as 'musk' exactly; more accurately it was the fox's normal scent in concentrated form, and under its influence the scents from the world around him vanished in an almost delirious haze. He closed his eyes and pressed the foot paw against his muzzle more firmly and thumped his tail happily as he let Ren become the center of his universe.
The wolf opened his maw and experimentally let his tongue slide across Ren's delicate paw pads and let out an ecstatic whimper as it drew further sounds of encouragement from the fox. Ren, the same Ren he was convinced not an hour ago was hopelessly out of reach, was not only letting him nuzzle his paw, he dared to take it further and the fox was actually enjoying it! Matt quickly grabbed the fox's other paw and pressed it to his muzzle along with the first one and let out a contented sigh as he lapped at them with his warm wolfen tongue, letting it roam over fur, paw pad and even the fox's claws. The wolf could feel his shorts starting to grow uncomfortably tight as Ren's sounds, tastes and smells worked together to turn him on more than he ever thought possible. His could feel his muzzle warm as he realized the bulge he was developing was probably impossible for his companion to miss. Rather than let himself become self-conscious, he gave himself over to his actions more fully in the desperate desire to reassure himself it was all real, and he was still going to be on a couch with Ren when he opened his eyes - and not back in his dorm room longing after a quickly fading ghost leftover from a dream he wished hadn't ended. How much time he immersed himself in this potent blend of ecstasy, desire, and fear, Matt could not be sure, but he soon found himself having to test his reality when he realized Ren's almost constant murrs and giggles had quieted down and he could feel the fox shifting around on his side of the couch.
The wolf cautiously opened his eyes and gave a quiet sigh of relief to still find his view filled with fox paws; this was no dream. Matt cautiously peered over the paws to see what Ren was doing. The first thing he noticed was that the fox had slipped out of his hoodie and was holding it in one hand and his black shirt had been pulled up a bit in the process showing off some of Ren's white belly fur. The fox was smiling at him with a strange mix of warmth and intensity he hadn't seen on Ren's face before. All Matt could do was smile back, helplessly enthralled by Ren's golden gaze, before he finally realized what the look meant. The wolf felt his muzzle burn warmly as he realized Ren's pants were sporting a bulge at least as large and hard to miss as his own, and he wondered if this time his wolfs fur was unable to hide his blush from his companion.
Ren giggled and took Matt's moment of distraction to free his foot paws from his grasp and hook them around the wolf and draw him in closer, using his hoodie as a harness around the Matt's back to finally pull the startled wolf on top of him, "Hehe, come here you..."
Matt gulped heavily as he found himself faced with the reality of gazing down at a somewhat disheveled Ren who was looking back up at him with what the wolf was convinced was the most seductive look he could muster, because it was definitely working. His mind filled with a dizzying array of thoughts, all of them focused on how much he wanted the fox and the things he wanted to do to him and have done to him. In his daze he barely noticed the fox slip something around his neck and fasten it into place. Matt raised a paw to his neck and felt the smooth surface of a collar there.
The fox giggled a bit and pulled the wolf down lower as he went back to using the hoodie looped around Matt's back for leverage, until his muzzle was just inches away from his own. "That's just a little something to make you my wolfie," Ren murred. "You do want to be my wolfie, right?"
All Matt could do was nod helplessly as he felt the fox's warm breath blow over his muzzle with each word, painfully aware that Ren's muzzle was so close to his he could tell the fox's mouth smelled of mint.
Before Matt could wonder when the fox had time for a breath mint without him noticing, Ren giggled and pulled the wolf's muzzle down the rest of the way until it made contact with his own and held it there as he felt Matt's body go rigid at the shock of the sudden kiss. Not content with keeping it simple, Ren shoved his tongue into the wolf's muzzle and lapped around inside, exploring every inch of it before finally settling on Matt's tongue as the target of its attentions.
Matt's body trembled against Ren's as he felt the fox explore his muzzle with a strange, but not unwelcome forcefulness. Each caress of the fox's tongue against his own made Matt want to give himself over to what was happening to him more and more. This was what he wanted, after all, and there was no need to be afraid or nervous. He gradually felt his body become more relaxed and with that his thoughts became increasingly focused on Ren. Part of him started to wonder at this, as the felt the last bits of his nervousness and shyness vanish, but soon that thought too faded and thoughts of Ren seemed to be the only thing his mind was capable of holding. Even thoughts about the assignment he had been working on with the fox earlier were hazy and quickly lost.
With his inhibitions forgotten, Matt quickly found himself returning Ren's kiss and going so far to suck on the his tongue, earning him a happy moan from the fox. He slipped his paws under the fox's shirt and pulled it up and off, holding the kiss as long as he could before having to break it off. Rather than go back to kissing Ren's mouth, the wolf nuzzled at the fox's chest fur and rubbed at his sides.
Ren murred happily at the wolf's change in demeanor and ran his paws over Matt's pointed ears as he nuzzled down the fox's chest, "That's it... you want me, don't you? That's a good wolfie..."
Matt gave an almost involuntary murr of his own at the fox's encouragement. He could vaguely remember how happy those kind of words from Ren would have made him feel before, but now he felt as though he needed them. Ren's praise and his encouragements were as vital to his existence now as air and water, and while he also had hazy memories that told him it wasn't quite like this just a little earlier, he also had to admit this was closer to what he always felt deep inside than before. He wagged his tail and buried his face in the fox's belly fur, which to him had now become the white hot center of the dazzling flame that was Ren.
Matt felt the fox grab at his shirt and try to pull it off and obediently allowed Ren to pull it free from him, exposing his grey and white body fur to the fox's appreciative gaze. The wolf blushed under his fur despite himself. He could tell that Ren liked what he saw, but it still awoke the last traces of his shyness to have the center of his universe looking on him so exposed. Instead of dwelling on this for too long, Matt continued down the fox's body finally coming to the sizable bulge in his pants. He could remember a time when being in this position would have sent him into a flurry of self-consciousness and shyness, but those memories seemed increasingly unimportant and he could sense Ren's anticipation by the way his breathing quickened and his body tensed slightly; he really didn't want to keep Ren waiting.
Matt pressed his muzzle against the bulge in Ren's crotch, eliciting a loud moan from his companion. Encouraged by getting such a strong positive response, the wolf quickly unbuttoned the fox's pants and pulled them back, revealing Ren's throbbing member just inches from his muzzle. With the sort of finesse and lack of hesitation he thought he only had in daydreams, Matt took the fox's member into his muzzle and began to suck hungrily, earning a gasp and loud moan from the fox. The wolf wagged his tail contently as he felt Ren reach down and rub his ears. Matt pawed at Ren's pants as he desperately wanted more of the fox free and in the open, and pulled them down further while trying to maintain muzzle contact with the throbbing fox cock. Ren kicked his legs to do what he could to assist in removing them, but was clearly less than willing to do too much moving while the wolf's muzzle was pleasuring him. After a bit of effort Matt murred triumphantly as he tossed the fox's pants aside and devoted his full attentions on pleasing Ren, letting one paw roam over the fox's body as the other one teased his balls. Ren panted and moaned as Matt bobbed deeper onto his cock and it wasn't long before the wolf began to taste the fox's pre-cum.
The wolf closed his eyes and intensified his efforts as his world contracted down to the feel of Ren's cock in his muzzle, the taste of fox-pre on his tongue, and Ren's scent filling his nose - all accompanied by the increasingly excited murrs and moans from the fox filling his ears. It was so enthralling he missed noticing when his companion had placed his paws on either side of his head until he suddenly found himself being forced down deeper onto the fox's throbbing member until his swollen knot was wedging his muzzle open wider than before. For a moment Matt froze in his motions as he felt the full length of Ren's cock lodged in his muzzle, almost uncomfortably deep, and the pressure from the fox's paws made him unable to pull back. He dare not open his eyes though; afraid if he let his world expand again he might panic. Ren murred, almost pleadingly as he held the wolf tight with his paws, "Don't stop wolfie. You're doing... so well. Don't stop." Matt whimpered softly at the sound of the fox's voice and closed his eyes tighter and started to move his muzzle again on the member that filled it despite the discomfort. He wanted to please Ren. This was the sort of thing he had only thought he'd get to daydream about, and he wasn't going to let a little shock stop him. The fox was loving every moment of this, and Matt couldn't bring himself to disappoint him. And Ren was so close to losing control, he could tell by the pitch of the fox's voice as he spoke and how each motion of his muzzle seemed to make Ren's whole body quiver under him. With his new resolve, Matt found the way his muzzle felt over stuffed to be less uncomfortable and even managed to push himself deeper onto the fox's member than perhaps Ren even intended - teasing the sensitive knot with the tips of his teeth and his tongue earning him a shocked but pleased yelp of pleasure from the fox. After just a few moments of this treatment he was rewarded with a startled gasp of pleasure from his companion as the fox's grip on him tightened and he felt a gush of hot, sticky fox-cum fill his muzzle. Matt let out a happy moan and did his best to gulp it all down, but was surprised at just how much of it there was, resulting in some of it leaking from the corners of his muzzle.
After what seemed like a blissful eternity, Ren's grip on him relaxed a bit and he could feel the rest of the fox also relax beneath him. The wolf murred softly and started to reluctantly pull back from the fox cock that he had come to enjoy filling his muzzle but found Ren's hold had not fully relaxed enough to allow this. Wondering at this, Matt opened his eyes and glanced up at the fox, letting out a involuntary murr as his view was filled with a sea of soft, white belly fur with Ren's warm gaze shining down on him from the other side.
Ren swished his bushy tail as he continued to hold on to the wolf, "You're an amazing wolfie, you really are..." He relaxed his hold on Matt and smiled a bit and petted his ears as the wolf made no attempt to move away again. Ren considered the wolf gazing up at him worshipfully as he petted before finally lifting Matt's muzzle off of his member, allowing it to finally start to sink back into his sheath, and resting the wolf's head on the couch cushion. The fox had to suppress a grin at the disappointed whimper that resulted and swung his leg over the wolf to allow himself to shift to a sitting position. "Don't worry... there's plenty more where that came from," the fox promised. "But first, there's something you really should know about me."
Matt perked his ears as he watched the fox get to his feet, still feeling strangely disappointed at how his muzzle felt no long being filled by Ren, but also finding the fox's sudden burst of activity drawing his full attention. He gulped as he found himself faced with the sight of Ren standing before him completely unclothed, seeing everything at once for the first time. "Wha-what is it?" He asked, finding it strangely hard to speak, and the fox's sudden lack of even the slightest bit of shyness not making the task any easier.
Ren gazed down at the wolf for a moment before looking away as if debating something. "Well, I think it's best if I show you. It's really not that easy to explain."
The fox took a deep breath before giving himself a small nod and turning back to the wolf on the couch. Matt let out a startled gasp as a soft glow surrounded the fox's body for a moment before fading. The wolf sat up on the couch, his muzzle mouthing a silent 'Oh' as he watched, suddenly feeling much more lucid. Where Ren had stood before was now, well, Ren, only not Ren. The fox's fur was even more vibrant in its shades of red, and a bit wilder in appearance. Matt couldn't help but think he looked more like a flame than ever. He took in the sight, not quite understanding what he was seeing until he finally fixed his gaze on the two tails Ren was nervously swishing behind him. The wolf found himself unable to look away as he stared at the new Ren, finally managing to gasp quietly, "You...you're amazing..."
Ren tilted his head curiously at the wolf's response and relatively serene treatment of his big reveal, "I'm... glad you like. Though, not many people would just sit there when a kitsune suddenly appears before them. Did I set that collar too high?" He gave the wolf a worried glance at his last statement.
Matt blinked and touched the collar around his neck, "I don't know about the collar, but you're not just a kitsune... you're Ren!"
Ren covered his muzzle with a paw as he tried very hard to suppress the grin trying to spread across it, "Oh, dear. Well, the collar is supposed to bring out any submissive tendencies and let you enjoy yourself more. But you're right; it doesn't have anything to do with this..."
The wolf nodded, not sure what to make of the talk about the collar being meant to affect him, but also certain that he meant what he said. "I don't know what you thought I'd do but I'd never run away from you or anything..."
The kitsune finally allowed himself to grin and walked over to where Matt was sitting and took his muzzle into one of his paws and gently beeped his nose with the other, "I know... but I do think you're being a bit more... honest than you'd be without the collar. I might have even set it a little bit lower if I knew you were quite this taken with me."
Matt blinked as his nose was beeped and let out a soft murr as he found himself in close proximity to Ren - kitsune or not he was still his Ren and even if he looked different his scent was exactly the same. The effect was dizzying and the wolf found himself reflexively resting his muzzle in the kitsune's paw, "All I know is I want to be your wolfie... "
Ren's grin broadened and he ruffled Matt's headfur before pulling him to his feet, "Okay, wolfie, this way then. I can't say I was really finished with you yet anyways..." He gave the wolf a playful wink, making Matt's head swim with a flood of feelings and images.
Ren hooked a finger around the wolf's collar and led him out of the living room into the door Matt had assumed led to the bedroom. While this proved to be true, the wolf let out a quiet gasp as he found a room that, unlike the living room, was quite different than expected. For one thing, the room appeared much larger than the outside of the apartment would have suggested possible. The more Matt took in his surroundings, the less finite the space actually seemed. What he had first taken as shadowed walls in a dark room when entering the space started to appear more like a barely tangible border separating Ren's bedroom from the gaping maw of infinity itself, and the way the old looking wall hangings seemed to almost float in midair where they touched this boundary did little to settle the sense of unease generated by this impression. Matt slowed his pace as he followed behind Ren and gave an involuntary whimper at the sight, only to have the kitsune give his collar a gentle, but firm tug leading him onward. The room, if it could be called that, was dominated by a large bed covered in sheets given over to the greys and blacks Matt had come to expect from Ren's preference towards surrounding himself in muted colors. Though where his clothing seemed to help downplay the brilliance of his fur, here the wolf suspected it would make him stand out like bonfire on a dark night. Matt couldn't be sure if it was because he kitsune wanted to stand out here or if it was a color choice driven by habit.
Ren led the wolf over to the foot of the bed and used his hold on the collar to tug him into a deep kiss, once again exploring every inch of Matt's muzzle as the wolf opened it wide, somehow expecting it was what the kitsune wanted and thumped his tail against the bed as Ren murred into the kiss. Matt wanted to reach out to Ren but found the hungrily possessive way his tongue was lapping at the inside of his muzzle left him feeling almost rooted in place until the kitsune finally ended the kiss and wiped his muzzle and gave the paw a little lick. "Your muzzle still tastes like me," He said with a murr.
Matt blinked, feeling a bit dazed by the force of the kiss and the suddenness of its ending. He opened his mouth, about to ask what Ren had in mind next but suddenly found himself instead gazing up at what should have been a ceiling but instead looked more like open sky, complete with stars. It took him a moment to realize the kitsune had given him a shove into the bed, and was shocked at how much stronger Ren was than he looked. The wolf's moment of confusion was interrupted by the sudden sensation of something warm and rubbery slithering around his wrists and ankles, causing him to give out a surprised yelp as he noticed dark shapes resembling vines wrapping around his limbs before suddenly reshaping into perfectly normal looking restraints. Matt yelped again as he felt more make their way around him, before being silenced by one that wraps around his muzzle and reshapes into a muzzle restraint. The wolf struggled a bit as additional forms moved across his torso and even one coiled around his tail, leaving only able to blink up at the endless sky above him and whimper quietly.
Ren peered down at the wolf and smiled and placed a finger on the tip of his nose, "Wouldn't want you to wander off... it's actually a lot bigger in here than you might think." He gave the wolf a pat on the head before moving back out of sight, leaving Matt to wonder what exactly he had gotten himself into.
Moments passed before the kitsune finally returned, this time hopping onto the bed and straddling the helpless wolf's chest. Matt felt the muzzle restraint shift a bit, allowing him to at least look up at Ren a bit, but it still held his muzzle firmly shut.
The kitsune murred deeply as he gazed down at the wolf and smiled, "Now, where were we?" Ren rubbed his paws down the wolf's chest fur causing Matt to quiver helplessly. Something was different about the kitsune's touch and it took him a moment to realize Ren was not totally naked now, his hand and foot paws were covered in black gloves and boots that mimicked the appearance of his natural 'socks' and somehow the their smooth surfaces intensified the sensations they created.
Ren grinned as he gauged Matt's reaction and moved further down his body, "You like that I see - then you'll really enjoy what's next." The kitsune traced his fingers down the sides of Matt's shorts and the restraints that held the wolf seemed to adjust obligingly as he went until he had finally traced down either side of them from top to bottom. Matt quivered as he realized that Ren had somehow cut the fabric and felt himself murr despite the shock as the kitsune pulled away the wolf's shorts with ease and tossed them aside.
"It's only fair I get to see what you've got too," Ren giggled playfully. Matt felt his tail wag against its restraint despite himself as he heard the kitsune give an appreciative murr, "Very nice... my wolfie comes very well equipped."
Matt struggled against his restraints a bit, feeling torn between the strange sense of enjoyment he felt at being totally at Ren's mercy and the sense of panic that was trying to make itself felt at being so trapped. Coherent thought quickly vanished, though, as Ren ran a gloved paw over the wolf's member, which had managed to stay hard through everything that had happened so far, and Matt somewhat suspected had gotten harder since Ren started with this new routine.
Ren murred as he continued stroking, and reached a paw down to rub Matt's belly fur, "Just relax and try not to fight it, you know you want to be here, you wouldn't be otherwise. You trust me right?"
The wolf's struggles calmed as he listened to Ren's words and felt the panic ease as he realized he did trust him and despite how scary it was at first, he was exactly where he wanted to be. All that was left to do was just relax and let Ren have his way with him. Easy. It was the sort of things his dreams were made of. With his mind made up, Matt found the tension of the restraints to become less of a hindrance to movement and more of a safety line holding him together as the center of his universe lit his senses on fire. Surely without them he would have been unable to keep himself in place in the face of such stimulation. In his mind's eye he could almost imagine Ren as the literal fiery center of existence lavishing its attentions on him under the watchful gaze of the infinite. He found the release of control to Ren liberating.
Ren titled his head as he gazed down at the quieted wolf and picked up the pace of his strokes to Matt's member, "Where did you wander off to in there, I wonder." He grinned as the increased stimulation seemed to bring the wolf back to reality and swished his tails as he noticed Matt was still not struggling despite this. Ren used his gloved paw to squeeze at the wolf's inflamed knot, causing a shudder to go through his body. "Oh, no, not quite yet... but you're definitely ready now for the next step."
Matt lifted his head and looked up at Ren, still feeling a bit odd and wondering if he blacked out for a moment. A small whimper escaped his muzzle as the kitsune released his aching member and moved up to straddle his belly. The wolf perked his ears and whimpered again with desire as Ren began rubbing his gloved paws over Matt's chest fur. The captive wolf quivered at the touch, finding the gloves even more effective than before, finding himself certain that he really would not have been able to hold still enough to take them if it weren't for the restraints on him. He wagged his tail weakly against the restraint holing it and wondered at how it was he didn't cum all over himself at the slightest touch from Ren now. He vaguely noticed that the once shiny black gloves on Ren's paws had started to take on the same color as his own fur but didn't have long to wonder at this as he found the kitsune's muzzle once again mere inches from his own.
Ren gave Matt's restrained muzzle a lick and murred huskily, "You do want to be my wolfie, right?" All the wolf could do was nod as he continued to whimper quietly, desperately wanting release from the excitement that had been building in him all night. Ren grinned at this response and Matt found the restraint around his muzzle suddenly gone as it returned to its original form and returned from where ever it came from. The kitsune leaned in closer and looked Matt in the eyes, holding him with his golden gaze. "Be my wolfie, always?" He asked a bit quieter this time.
Matt hesitated for the slightest moment as he detected a change in Ren's voice when he asked that time, almost pleading. Why would Ren think he needed to plead with him for anything? He didn't dwell on the question for very long, regardless of the whys involved the answer was obvious to him. "Yes, of course Ren. Do you really have to ask?"
The kitsune gave Matt a smile, happy, relieved, yet something else too, "Actually, yes I did." Ren placed his paws over the wolf's chest fur and gave it a few more rubs, "Just... don't struggle. It might make it worse."
Matt perked his ears in confusion at Ren's warning, wondering what was meant by it. He had already decided the kitsune could have his way with him, he wasn't going to change his mind now. The wolf was still pondering this when he noticed something strange about Ren's paws. The gloves he was wearing seemed to have come to life and were busy slithering off his paws and onto Matt's chest fur. To his shock, the wolf realized that the stuff was not just coating his fur but was becoming one with it as well. Matt started to struggle once again under Ren and against the restraints holding him, suddenly afraid of what was going on.
Ren once again leaned over and filled the wolf's field of vision, and Matt found he could not see anything else but those warm, golden eyes, "It's okay, remember what I said about struggling. You want to be mine forever, right. This is the only way, trust me."
Matt whimpered softly as he looked back into Ren's gaze, wanting to believe him, knowing he really did trust the kitsune. He already decided to give everything to Ren, why not add whatever was happening to him along with it? The wolf smiled at Ren and relaxed as he let himself be comforted, "I do want to be yours. Really forever?"
The kitsune nodded and returned the smile, "Really." Ren sat back up and concentrated on what his paws were doing, it had to be done just so to get the results he was looking for. He closed his eyes and traced his paws over the growing puddle of grey over Matt's chest, giving it his desired commands before taking a deep breath and focusing all of his will downwards. Matt let out a startled yelp as the infinite room lit up for one moment with a blindingly bright blue flash.
Matt blinked to clear his eyes of the parade of colored spots that blocked his vision before looking up at Ren, as if for the first time. A halo of residual blue fox flames clung to his fur and the wolf gasped in awe, even though breath was not something he required. Everything else was pushed from his mind at the sight of the kitsune, and some distant part of his mind wondered what those things even were in the first place.
Ren smiled down and rubbed Matt's chest with his now gloveless paws and nodded in satisfaction at the wolf's new form. The wolf would indeed be able to be his forever. He didn't feel bad that it required him to change the wolf's form, being a shape-shifter himself he found forms to be fleeting as a rule, but he did feel a tinge of regret that Matt didn't even seem to notice he was ever any other way. The kitsune gave the wolf's chest a gentle nudge and nodded to himself; the transformation had indeed been thorough. Where once Matt had been made of flesh, blood, and bone - easily breakable and mortal things - his body was now composed of living latex and effectively immortal. The kitsune had wanted to be sure to leave his body at the right consistency and leave certain functionality intact. It had made the whole thing more difficult, but it seemed to have worked as he hoped.
Ren continued to admire the results of his work as he slide down Matt's body, inspecting every inch of the latex wolf's body and feeling more than a little satisfaction at how well the transformation had gone. He was certain a master at transmutation would have had a difficult time matching it, but that didn't surprise him. Failure was not an option for him in this case. The kitsune thought back on how hard it was to learn this trick and wondered if Matt would have been quite as willing to give himself over to this if he had seen some of Ren's learner attempts. The cactus still gave him nightmares.
Ren swished his tails as he finally sat himself between Matt's legs and eyed the latex wolf's member, still hard and eager, if a bit more shiny. The kitsune took a deep breath as he reached out his paw. "The moment of truth..." He said quietly. He wrapped his paw around Matt's cock and gave it an experimental stroke, resulting in a happy moan from its owner and a shudder of pleasure that shook the wolf's body; more remarkably, Ren felt his paw grow damp from the stream of pre-cum that accompanied it. The kitsune grinned to himself as he considered this, this was better than master level, it was pretty damn amazing. He would have to be sure to point this out to everyone that claimed he lacked talent. But for now...
Matt looked down at Ren as he sat between the wolf's legs and let out a soft whimper as the stroke that sent him into a fit of ecstasy a moment ago wasn't repeated with another. The kitsune seemed to be lost in thought as he looked over the wolf's latex body, but he also seemed very pleased by something. Matt involuntarily wagged his tail against its restraint, hoping he was the reason for Ren's approval. Appearing not to notice the wolf's whimper, Ren continued with his thoughtful gaze which seemed to be directed elsewhere for all that it was in his direction. Matt flattened his ears and gave a slightly louder whine, wanting desperately to be the focus of the kitsune's attention. This time his attempt was successful, and the look of fondness he was rewarded with from Ren made him blush, now easily visible to the kitsune.
Ren murred at the wolf's reaction to his attention, and gave Matt's member a gentle squeeze, "I think some celebration is in order, wolfie."
Matt whimpered in pleasure at the renewed attentions from Ren and distantly noticed the restraints on his legs and tail withdrawing through the haze of pleasure clouding his mind. He soon discovered the reason for this new development as he felt Ren place first one, then two fingers into his tailhole, sending his mind reeling from the flood of sensation it produced. A distant part of his mind marveled at how easily his body accepted Ren's digits without the benefit of added lubrication, but it was quickly overwhelmed by the surety that it would have been strange if Ren couldn't do whatever he wanted to the wolf. He was Ren's wolfie and his body responded accordingly.
Seemingly pleased with his experimental probing, Ren withdrew his fingers and raised the wolf's legs and put them around his sides, drawing a murr from his companion. Matt blushed deeper as he realized the kitsune's member had become hard again, possibly harder than it had been earlier. He felt himself overwhelmed by the desire to have Ren fill him with his hard, throbbing member, and the wolf knew he would gladly take it from tip to knot. Matt whimpered softly as he watched the kitsune's every motion. "Pl-please Ren, I need you so badly..." he murred pleadingly.
Ren grinned at the wolf and swished his tails, "I told you there was more to come earlier, right?" The kitsune gripped Matt's hips and humped his member into the wolf with such force it would have likely injured him before, but in his new - more durable form, it only drew a loud groan of complete ecstasy from the latex wolf. Ren gripped tighter and began to thrust into Matt's flexible tailhole as hard and as deep as he could. He found himself forced to close his eyes to stand up to the waves of pleasure that filled him as his knot popped in and out each time.
Matt quivered on his back helplessly as Ren worked him, his top half still held by restraints and his bottom half by an incredibly horny kitsune. Not that he wanted to get away, far from it. Every thrust caused his thoughts to disintegrate under the force of sheer bliss before momentarily reforming just in time for the cycle to repeat itself. The wolf could feel his own member gush each time Ren bared down on him and it wasn't long until he felt painfully in need to release the tension building inside him. Ren, it seemed, had other plans and was determined to draw things out as long as possible and Matt found himself unable to go against that. The wolf whimpered pleadingly at the kitsune, desperately wanting him to finish but also wanting more.
Ren continued his heavy thrusts to the sound of the wolf's whimpers, at this point panting heavily at the exertion and the strain of holding back his climax. It was when he opened his eyes again and saw Matt writhing under him in a state of pleasure so keen it was almost agony that he finally lost control and let out a startled yelp as he cummed into the wolf with such intensity he felt as though he might black out and Matt's latex belly actually swelled a bit as his body accommodated the torrent of kitsune-cum that resulted.
Matt let out a happy howl of his own as he also experienced a sweet moment of release and sprayed both himself and Ren with an equally impressive stream of wolf cum, blissfully unaware how much he owed to Ren to still be able to do that in his current state. After enjoying their moment of twinned climaxes, both kitsune and wolf relaxed in unison and Ren collapsed on top of Matt, forming a wet and sticky pile of latex and fur.
Ren gifted the wolf with a tired grin, "That was incredible. There's definitely no way you're going anywhere now. So, wolfie, what am I going to do with you?"
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Matt wriggled under the restraints that held him tightly as he sat in the dark confines of Ren's closet. The kitsune was busy finishing up adjusting the muzzle restraint as the light from the open door illuminated his task. Far from being uncomfortable, the wolf found the constraint to be reassuring as he sat on the floor waiting for Ren to finish his task, and idly wondering why he didn't just use the living ones - they seemed easier to use and a bit more fun.
Ren smiled at the bound latex wolf as he finally finished his task and gently tapped the tip of Matt's nose with his finger, "Now you be good while I'm at classes. I can't have you wandering around freely. I wasn't joking when I said it was a lot bigger in here than it looked. I don't want to have to go searching for you." He stood up and gave his handy work a quick glance before nodding with satisfaction and giving Matt one last pet before walking out and closing the door, shrouding the wolf in darkness.
Matt murred softly as he sat patiently in the dark waiting for Ren to return, replaying the events from the previous night in his head and wondering what the kitsune would have in store for him next. He sighed contently as all of his thoughts filled with Ren. Ren was all that mattered, and Matt was exactly where he wanted to be.