Conception of the Last Aspect
The Wolf Aspects, Snowsong and Frosthowl, are copyright me. The name Snowsong is copyright Blizzard Entertainment. This is the first yiff story I've ever written so please give me as much advice/help as you can without being too harsh please.
Note: -yadda yadda yadda- is though/mind-speak
They were walking through a tunnel in the Aspect Mountains Range being as careful as possible so as not to be noticed. The other aspects thought them to be dead when they weren't found after the battle with the demons. Only one person knew they were alive; however, he was busy putting up spells to keep the forest protected from the Demon Guardians.
They were both wolves except for the fact that they were about ten times the size of a regular frost wolf. The one on the right had fur that's coarse, yet soft, and warm, and the color of a white-like true silver. Its eyes were silver but had a hard edge to them. Its tail was soft and long and swished back and forth with each movement it made; its ears were up and always alert for danger. This male was Frosthowl.
The wolf next to him was obviously female by the way she moved with a fluid grace so majestic that it seemed she never even touched the ground. Her coat of fur was the color of snow: beautiful and pure white, soft to the touch and not coarse like Frosthowl's was; although, her tail was thicker and longer than Frosthowl's, if a person should be lucky enough to ever see her they would have been entranced by her beauty. Her eyes, like her mates, were silver, though her's held a warmth and tenderness that was enough to make someone cry when they looked into her eyes and saw the caring they held. She was his mate, Snowsong.
After about an hour of walking through the tunnel they entered a large cavern; it was easily five times their height. There was much room and it was lit by the natural crystals inside the rocks. The floor was smooth and a little dusty.
Frosthowl used a small spell to summon some leaves for bedding. Snowsong nuzzled her mate with affection, which he returned by kissing her. They each pushed their tongues into the others mouth enjoying the taste of the other. The kiss lasted a few minutes before Frosthowl broke it.
-I can't remember when the last time was when we were able to spend time together,- Frosthowl said telepathically to his mate.
-I can't even remember the last time we were able to be together in our true forms,- Snowsong replied.
-Nor can I... I love you Snowsong.-
-And I, you Frosthowl.-
Frosthowl then noticed a strange smell coming from his mate. It was intoxicating. She was in heat, he realized.
There had never been time enough to have a pup so Snowsong had always kept herself from going into heat by using her powers as an Aspect.
-Your in heat?- Frosthowl inquired, giving her a questioning look.
-Yes, I want to have a pup with you Frosthowl. We might never get a chance like this again.-
Snowsong wasn't a virgin, since they had made love to each other before, this time though, she was in heat. They looked into each others eyes before kissing each other again. Their tongues intertwining with the others passionately, as if to show how strong their love for the other was, since it the love was too strong to be expressed by mere words.
Snowsong began to murr and her scent started to become more powerful. The fur around her sex was becomming very wet, and was dripping to the floor. Frosthowl's rod was starting to come out of his sheath.
Snowsong broke the kiss and pushed her mate onto his back. She then began to lick the tip of his penis. When he was halfway unsheathed she took his penis into her mouth and began to suckle it. She had his meat fully out in no time. It was a lot longer and thicker than normal, most likely because of the smell of her heat. She stopped before he got close to a climax as she didn't want to have his sperm in her mouth; she wanted it in her womb.
He got up onto his feet and nuzzled her neck softly with affection. She went over to the bed of leaves and lifted her tail to show her sex to him in invitation. Seeing her hot, dripping snatch was all he needed and quickly went to stand behind her.
He then mounted her but didn't penetrate her immediately. He slowly pushed the tapered head of his cock against her pussy. Her lips were being spread wide to accommodate the head of his penis. He finally managed to get his head inside her warm and hungering pussy. He didn't do anything more though, because he heard Snowsong whimpering.
-Are you okay Snowsong?-
-Y...Yes it hurts a little, but I'm ok.-
He waited for a moment to let her get used to him. She nodded to him to tell him to continue. He then slowly began pushing his way into her again, her vaginal walls stretching almost to the point of tearing to hold his girth. He nuzzled and licked her neck when she started whimpering again. He had about three quarters of himself in her and stopped to let her get used to his girth again.
He was experiencing pleasure many times greater than what he'd felt during their other matings. She was as tight as when they had first mated and having her wrapped around his thick cock was nearly overwhelming his senses with pleasurable ecstasy.
The pain and discomfort from the initial penetration was leaving and being rapidly replaced with unbelievable pleasure. She was panting in pleasure and again nodded for him to continue.
Frosthowl slowly withdrew from her warm tunnel until only the head was in; she felt empty after he withdrew his rod from her snatch. He didn't let her feel that way for long before he thrust back into her, hard, burying himself to the hilt in her. They both howled out their pleasure from the thrust. Frosthowl then started pumping her. He thrust as fast and hard as he could, moaning and panting from the pleasure of her wrapped around his wolf-hood.
Snowsong was in ecstasy, the pleasure immense and thundering. Everytime he thrust into her, burying himself, she felt joy and pleasure of being filled greatly by him. She soon started moving with him, doubling the pleasure for both of them.
His knot started forming at the base of his wolf-hood and he began to speed up and thrust into her with all his strength. He bit her neck and drew blood; the taste of her blood making him thrust even harder and faster. His thrusting kept pushing his forming knot inside her and ripping it back out.
She was moaning with each push, the pain from her neck just turning into more pleasure for her. She felt her climax building and felt his knot, fully formed, pounding against her entrance, trying to get in.
-I love you Frosthowl! Please tie with me!-
-I love you Snowsong!-
With a final thrust he forced his knot into her, making her howl in pain and pleasure as her walls were stretched even farther and tore in a couple of places. Her walls gripped him hard as she climaxed, paining him a little. He howled out though as his climax hit him when she squeezed his shaft, pumping his seed into her fertile womb.
She let out another howl as she felt his hot seed being pumped into her. Her cum and his couldn't get out as his knot kept anything from escaping. Her walls continued to massage his shaft, milking it for every last drop of seed. As they both came down from their climaxes, Frosthowl began licking the bite on her neck, wiping away the blood and cleaning it.
-I love you Frosthowl, my mate and protector.-
-And I love you Snowsong, my mate and heart.-
Snowsong did become pregnant. Both of them knowing that they wouldn't be able to raise the pup; thus, they had to ask someone else to do it.