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Alternate/Non-Canon Scenes

Jet leaned forward and sniffed it, eying the bits of mushrooms and chicken floating in sauce, steaming and gently bubbling. He pushed it around the plate with a large spoon he’d managed to find in the back of the utensil drawer and frowned.

“Is it supposed to look like this?” He looked down at his phone and frowned. “Why does the one on the website look so much better? What the fuck!”

The front door opened and through it stepped Rakkarth, dressed in shorts and a tee shirt which was drenched in sweat. His fur glistened and he panted as though he had been jogging. He shut the door and lifted his head, sniffing.

“…Are you cooking something?” he asked.

Jet yelped and shot up, turning around. He quickly patted down his shirt and shorts, trying to dust the flour off, then clasped his hands and held them in front of his waist.

“Uh, yes!” he began, smiling at the wolf. “I uh… just wanted to say thanks.”

Rakkarth dropped his gym bag and stepped over to the kitchen, eying the dish. He pointed his thumb at it and turned his head towards Jet, raising an eyebrow.

“Is it supposed to look like this?”

Jet flung his hands in the air, “Fucking right?! Fuck that website!” he flung his phone over onto the couch.

The wolf chuckled and smiled, wrapping his arms around Jet and squeezing him into a hug, lifting him up. Jet blushed fiercely, eyes widening as this giant, sweaty, musky wolf embraced him.

“Thank you, Jet. This is exactly what I needed today,” Rakkarth said before quickly pulling away. “Sorry, I should go shower before doing that.”

Jet sniffed and shook his head, smiling, “Trust me, I don’t mind. I hope it tastes better than it looks. Here, you go rest at the couch and I’ll bring it to you.”

The wolf chuckled again and did so, plopping down and lifting his shirt off, tossing it onto the floor next to him. Jet’s cheeks burned at the sight and he shifted nervously from one footpaw to the other.

Holy shit.

He gulped and stepped over to the coffee table with the dish and two smaller plates, setting them down and serving some of it onto Rakkarth’s, handing it and a fork to him. He trotted over to the fridge and fetched a few beers, returning and sitting down. His heart pounded in his chest and he peeked at Rakkarth from the corner of his eye as he spooned some onto his plate.

“How is it?” Jet asked, scrunching his nose up at his own portion.

“It’s great, Jet, thank you.”

“You can tell me if it sucks.”

“It doesn’t suck, Jet.”

“Well then it definitely didn’t learn anything from me.”

Rakkarth snorted and smiled.

The shark tried it and chewed it for a while before finally swallowing it. Yeah, this shit sucks. He sighed, setting his plate down onto the coffee table, picking up his beer and sipping it.

“What’s wrong, Jet?”

“It does suck.”

“It does not.”

Jet shrugged and sipped his beer again.

“You just don’t like it, which is fine. More for me.”

He waved his hand in approval. “Be my guest, Daddy, you can have it all.”

“All of it, huh?” the wolf said with a low growl. “Any dessert?”

Jet frowned and shook his head. “I didn’t think about that, I’m sorry.”

“Really? Because I see something right in front of me that looks delicious.”

The shark’s ears flattened against his head and he blushed fiercely. His eyes met Rakkarth’s and he shivered, a grin creeping across his snout.

“Well, what Daddy wants, Daddy gets,” Jet said, leaning forward and crawling across the couch to Rakkarth. He sat on his knees and leaned into the wolf, placing his hands on Rakkarth’s cheeks and diving into a kiss, shutting his eyes.

The wolf snarled and returned his fervor, one paw sliding down Jet’s back, and the other drifting down to his gym shorts. He gave himself a squeeze and groaned. Jet pulled away, staring into the wolf’s face longingly.

“You’ve no fucking idea how long I’ve waited for this, Rakk,” he said, leaning back and stripping his shirt off. He threw it to the side and did the same with his shorts and boxers.

Rakkarth stroked himself through the front of his shorts, reaching up and placing a paw on Jet’s head, gently pressing down. The shark obeyed gladly, sliding off the couch and between the wolf’s thighs. He pressed his face against Rakkarth’s bulge, the wolf’s musk wrapping around him and filling his lungs; deep and rich; the wolf having worked up a sweat at the gym; having gone so long without anyone to help him satiate that part of his life. Jet rubbed the side of his snout against Rakkarth’s crotch, inhaling deeply, his gaze cast upwards at the wolf; eyes pleading.

“Please… Daddy…” Jet whispered, kissing the wolf’s bulge.

Rakkarth panted softly and nodded, standing up and sliding down his gym shorts. His cock flopped out, glistening with sweat and dripping precum, throbbing in front of the shark’s face, so close and tempting. The wolf sat back down and spread his legs a bit more for Jet.

The shark slid forward and lay his head against Rakkarth’s thigh, nose pressed firmly against his balls, every breath inhaled being nothing but the wolf’s essence. He shut his eyes and reached up, cupping his hand under Rakkarth’s heavy orbs, rolling them over his fingers, squeezing, tugging. The wolf’s erection throbbed above his head, dripping and oozing precum.

“How long’s it been?” Jet whispered softly, again looking up at the wolf. “Since you’ve been with anyone?”

“Years.”

Jet whimpered, his ears falling and his blush deepening. He lifted his head, taking Rakkarth’s cock in his hand and stroked it gently as he slid forward a bit more. He gently rubbed his cheek against it, letting out a soft moan and shutting his eyes as it left warm, moist trails in its wake across his skin. He looked up into Rakkarth’s eyes once again, blinking slowly before shutting them, parting his lips and sliding the wolf’s cock into his maw.

Rakkarth growled and clenched his teeth, claws scraping the floor as his toes curled in pleasure. He placed a paw on the back of Jet’s head, running his fingers through the shark’s hair and pressing down gently, his heartbeat growing quicker as each inch disappeared past the shark’s lips. He leaned his head back and shut his eyes, letting out a sigh as the shark’s hot, wet mouth engulfed him.

Jet rocked his head back and forth slowly, sliding the wolf’s erection over his tongue, swallowing down his precum as it leaked down the back of his throat. He arched his neck as he felt Rakkarth slide past his tonsils and let out a loud, deep moan as he pressed his nose firmly against the wolf’s crotch. He sat there still for a long while, savoring the moment against eternity, loving the way the wolf’s flesh pulsed against his tongue and cheeks, drunk on the taste of Rakkarth’s cock and his musk, intense now in his nose.

“Jet… please…” Rakkarth begged through clenched teeth.

The shark smiled and lifted his head before diving back in, bobbing his head slowly on the wolf’s cock, tongue lashing out and wrestling against it. He suckled gently, one hand stroking up and down Rakkarth’s thigh, the other cradling his orbs, squeezing and massaging them in his palm. His own erection throbbed painfully between his legs, dripping constantly onto the carpet. His tail flicked wildly behind him.

“J-Jet…” Rakkarth shuddered.

Jet lifted his head off of Rakkarth’s cock suddenly, gazing lovingly up at the wolf through half-lidded eyes as he held Rakkarth’s cock in his hand, aiming it into his mouth, stroking slowly, his thumb teasing the head with each pass.

With a sharp, sudden yelp, Rakkarth bucked his hips as he came, blowing ropes of his cum into the shark’s mouth, painting Jet’s tongue with his seed. Jet stroked him as he did, flicking his tongue against the tip as he swallowed down every bit. He panted softly, licking his lips as he lay his head against Rakkarth’s thigh again, his cheeks a deep red.

“I’ve dreamed of this moment for so long, Rakk,” Jet whispered, leaning forward a bit to place a few messy kisses on the wolf’s balls.

Rakkarth’s chest heaved with his labored breaths, eyes shut, cheeks flushed and burning. Jet stood up and climbed on top of his lap, straddling him, sliding the wolf’s erection up under his tail between his cheeks. He placed his hands on the sides of Rakkarth’s head and kissed him again. The wolf grabbed his erection with one hand, and Jet’s ass with the other. He aimed himself upwards against the shark’s tight little entrance and let out a groan as he felt Jet lowering himself onto it.

The shark let out a shuddering gasp, clenching his teeth as Rakkarth filled him, slowly, inch by inch; his arms shaking as he struggled to keep himself balanced through the agony and ecstasy. His cock lay snugly on Rakkarth’s stomach, slicking and matting the fur there with precum dribbling out constantly.

They both let out a loud groan as Jet’s ass finally sat snugly on Rakkarth’s crotch. For a long moment, neither moved, gazing longingly into one another’s eyes; shoulders rising and falling with their rapid breathing; Rakkarth holding tightly onto Jet’s hips, claws pricking at his skin; the shark leaning forward and wrapping his arms around Rakkarth’s neck, clutching him for dear life.

“Do it,” Jet whispered, “Make me yours.”

With a hungry snarl, Rakkarth began rocking his hips, sliding himself in and out of Jet. The shark bounced on his lap, crying out in bliss. He leaned away and arched his back, running his hands over his chest and stomach as he rode Rakkarth, the shark’s cock bouncing and slapping against the wolf’s belly with the force of his thrusts, oozing precum into his fur.

“Jet…” Rakkarth groaned, shutting his eyes as he bucked, his head rolling to the side, panting heavily. He squeezed the shark’s ass, his sharp claws eliciting a snarl from Jet. He thrust harder into Jet, barely pulling out before slamming himself back inside, as deep as he could, the warmth of another’s body wrapped around his flesh a feeling he’d gone so long without.

Jet leaned forward against the wolf, running his fingers through the thick fur on his neck as he kissed Rakkarth, wrestling his tongue against the wolf’s own; eyes shut tight; legs wobbly and going numb; every part of his body burning with desire and pleasure. With a snarl he hunched over, head lowered, eyes fluttering wildly and let out a loud, guttural wail as he came, globs of his seed spurting onto the wolf’s belly and chest, into his fur, their scents mixing together into something new and intense, intoxicating.

Rakkarth felt the shark’s body convulsing around his length and couldn’t hold back any longer. He dug his claws into the wolf’s ass and thrust hard into him a final time, his cock throbbing and pulsing against Jet’s insides, filling him with his cum; the fur on the back of his neck standing on end, lips pulled back into a snarl and teeth clenched; eyes shut tight.

They sat there for a long moment, breathing heavy and haggard, gazing at one another. The shark reached out and caressed the side of Rakkarth’s muzzle, cupping it around his cheek. Rakkarth leaned into Jet’s hand and smiled, his own paw sliding up from Jet’s ass to curl around the back of his neck, pulling him into another tender kiss.

“Rakk…” Jet whispered softly as they broke away for a moment. He blushed deeply, still feeling the wolf throbbing inside of him. He looked into the wolf’s deep, hazel eyes, his own glimmering.

“Rakk, I love you.”

“I love you, too, Jet. I have for so long now.”

Jet smiled, rubbing his nose against the wolf’s. He slipped his arms around Rakkarth’s neck and leaned against him, sighing, content to just sit there forever. Rakkarth cupped a paw around the back of Jet’s head, his other arm wrapped tenderly around the shark’s waist.

“My big, beautiful, sweet wolf…”

“My perfect, precious, loving shark…”