What if... (A Raging Hounds spinoff)
A non-canon (NOT a real part of the actual storyline for those who aren't familiar with the term) story of The Raging Hounds, because I felt like writing smut =P (and also to shake off some rust brought by writer's block >.<)
Characters, universe and everything in-between are the property of Rhazagal.
What if...
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In the small, cozy office on board the GFS Triumphant two figures -one considerably larger than the other- sat hunched over a chessboard, silence heavy in the air as they both focused on the game at hand.
The walls of the office were lined with trophies and mementos of battles fought in the past, rows of medals and diplomas scattered amidst the myriad of tattered flags and weapons with large shelves lined with books on either wall.
The smaller of the two made a move, a row of white teeth revealed by a grin in the pervading twilight as he softly whispered "Checkmate, Sergeant..."
The larger of the two -a gray, muscular wolf over seven feet tall- frowned and then nodded "So it would seem, Colonel. You have won yet again."
The colonel's grin widened as he stood up and circled behind the wolf, a paw trailing on the sergeant's broad shoulder. Once behind him, the Colonel leaned in to whisper to the Sergeant's ear, his voice smooth with an undertone of lust "That makes ten in a row... You know what that means, Dan."
The wolf tensed, staring at the chessboard as he replied quietly "Yes, Colonel."
Sergeant Dan stood up and turned around slowly, his ears splaying little by little against his skull under the piercing gaze of the Colonel's green eyes. Despite the shady illumination prevalent in the room, Dan's enhanced eyesight could still make out all the details of the Colonel.
Clad into the standard olive-green cargo pants and T-shirt with a rugged and worn greatcoat of similar color on top, decorations of fangs dangling from the Colonel's ears, necklace and around his wrist on a long, thin leather strap, the Hyena looked like he'd been through Hell and back several times over.
Aside from the fang necklace, the Hyena also had a pair of dog tags dangling on the front of his T-shirt in a very non-regulatory manner. The name etched on the dog tags was familiar to Dan, as it was to the entire Twelfth Marine Company also known as The Raging Hounds: Raikov, Vincent.
As Dan stood there, the Colonel procured a black leather collar with a silvery metal D-hoop on it from his pocket. Without any verbal orders, Dan leaned down and allowed the Hyena to fix the collar around his thick, muscular neck.
"Shall we then, Sergeant?" The Colonel asked quietly after he was finished, gesturing towards the door and Dan responded only with a nod, a faint little smile in the corner of his muzzle.
Secretly, he'd been losing intentionally to see that their little bet would be fulfilled just the way he wanted.
Vincent followed after the Sergeant, watching the large wolf's cargo-clad rump swinging lightly ahead of him as Dan led the way to the Colonel's quarters, getting some surprised looks from the other members of the unit as they passed them by.
It had only been less than a month since Vincent had joined the unit, and less than three weeks since he had -on the basis of the First Rule of the Pack- challenged and bested their previous leader, Colonel Schaefer. The old German Shepherd had been true to his word and, before retiring, had elevated Vincent to the rank of a Captain. After the successful assassination of Aruro Fengale, the Hi-Com had been so impressed with Raikov's performance that they'd promoted him to a Colonel.
It had been the greatest moment in Vincent's life!
The hydraulic hiss of a sliding door snapped the Colonel out of his thoughts. They had just arrived on the door to Vincent's quarters, his name and rank clearly etched on a brass plate onto the otherwise dull-gray metallic surface.
Dan stepped into the room and Vincent followed on the massive wolf's heels, feeling more and more excited by the minute.
The Colonel's room was far more spacious than his office, most of the room taken by a large bed with a metallic footlocker at the end, a desk and chair with a computer and a bookshelf with a finely made wooden box on the middle shelf as well as a myriad of books.
Casually Vincent placed his coat onto the back of the chair as Dan took seat on the edge of the bed.
With deliberate slowness Vincent took off the necklace and the earrings, little by little undoing the strap of leather string, laying it all onto the desk with his dog tags following soon after.
All the while Dan looked passively around himself, his stoic demeanor hiding behind it a slight anticipation. What did the Colonel have in store for him? Their bet hadn't been too specific on that part...
"So..." Vincent began as he pulled his shirt off and tossed it too onto the back of the chair, turning around to face Dan with his paws on his hips "As per our agreement, you're mine for tonight, for me to do with as I please. In other words you'll be my toy, correct?"
Dan nodded slowly "Yes, Sir, that is what I consented to."
Vincent giggled in delight, a grin splitting his face as he walked over to the bed and took a seat next to Dan, leaning slightly back and then ordering "Assist me in getting out of these boots."
Silently Dan obliged, sliding off the bed and onto his knees in front of Vincent, carefully taking hold of the Colonel's foot with one paw whilst picking open the lacing with the other, having some difficulties with his large fingers on such small strings but ultimately prevailing.
Carefully Dan placed the boot on the ground, proceeding then to undo the laces of the Hyena's other boot which followed the first on the floor soon after.
After he was done, Dan looked up from the floor and froze mid-motion. Right there, on the front of the Hyena's pants, was a clearly identifiable bulge. Seeing that tent made a shiver of excitement run down the Sergeant's spine.
Ever since he'd saved the Hyena from a bunch of other Hounds who'd tried to beat him up in a cargo hold during Vincent's first week in the unit, there had been a certain tension between the two of them, a mutual, silent attraction of sorts. This, however, was the first time something like this was about to happen.
Vincent smiled slyly as he saw Dan staring at the bulge on his trousers, the hyena starting to slowly rub at his sheath through the fabric of his pants as he gave his next order "Undress, Dan... Let me see that body of yours properly."
Once again Dan complied silently, giving only a nod as he started to unlace his boots, pulling them off before doing away with his shirt and pants in short order.
As the wolf was hooking his thumbs under the elastic of his boxers, Vincent said in smooth yet commanding tone "Turn around before doing that..."
Inwardly Dan smiled a little and spun around, slowly pulling the boxers over the firm, taut curve of his rump, bending over and raising his tail as he slid the undergarment down his legs, feeling the Hyena eying his rump intently and hungrily, the low, content growl slipping from Vincent's muzzle sending another electrified shiver down the Sergeant's spine.
The sound of a belt being undone and a zipper being pulled down caught Dan's attention as he straightened his back and stepped out of the boxers. He turned slowly to face Vincent and had to struggle to keep his face calm and passive, a tiny sliver of a smile threatening to curve onto his muzzle at the sight in front of him.
The Hyena was in the process of pulling his pants and underwear down, falling backwards and hooking his knees to his chin to better get them off, giving Dan a good look at the Hyena's voluptuous, firm rump, even catching a brief glimpse of his tailhole before the Colonel once more rose up and tossed the pants away.
Dan felt a stirring in his groin, a feeling he'd not had in quite a while... Lust and sexual desire, feelings he'd thought he'd lost for good, were flooding back, causing his sheath to fill little by little.
"C'mere..." Vincent ordered smoothly, once more sitting on the edge of the bed, leaning onto his paws with his legs spread.
The Hyena was already hard as a rock, his nicely sized, human-esque penis standing in full glory out of it's protective canine sheath.
Dan had to fight the urge to swallow and lick his lips as he walked over to Vincent, taking a quick glance down at his own crotch to notice a pink, slick glans poking slightly out of his sheath.
On estimate Dan knew he was about the same size as Vincent, which in a body like his seemed a little small, but being genetically enhanced into a better, stronger, tougher warrior had the unfortunate side-effect of being somewhat disproportionate; a weak point like genitalia had had no reason to be grown and Dan was surprised he hadn't been shrunk by the process.
As Dan came to Vincent, the Hyena leaned a little further back and looked the large wolf into the eyes, the wolf averting his gaze in submission a moment later which caused the Hyena to grin broadly.
"Kneel down and suck it." Vincent said, his voice still low yet still oozing authority.
Dan knelt down wordlessly between Vincent's legs, his nose getting asaulted by the thick, manly musk of the Hyena's arousal. The wolf ran his paws slowly down Vincent's sides and innder thighs, the Colonel letting his head loll backwards as a lusty sigh escaped his muzzle.
Shivering ever so lightly with excitement, Dan leaned down the final few inches separating his muzzle from Vincent's maleness, the wolf's jaw parting open and his big, warm tongue darting out to deliver a long, sensuous lick down the thick shaft.
Slowly Dan kept dragging his tongue up and down the length of Vincent's penis, finding he quite enjoyed the feeling of every shape and form, every pulsing vein against his tongue, his eyes relaxedly shut as he worked.
Vincent let out a soft gasp of enjoyment. The big, hot tongue of Dan moving against his cock was driving the Hyena almost insane with enjoyment and lust in equal measures. Firmly he placed a paw onto Dan's head and pushed downwards a little, the large wolf obliging without a question and opening his muzzle, slowly taking Vincent in.
The wet warmness of Dan's mouth wrapped around his maleness made Vincent drag a sharp, hissing inhale, followed by a long "Aaaaaaah..." on the exhale as Dan began to bob his head slowly up and down, dragging his tongue continuously along the underside of the meaty rod.
Dan kept his eyes closed still, enjoying the moment with his other senses, the taste of the Hyena's cock mixing in thrilling ways with the clear, slightly salty precum that oozed in growing droplets.
Feeling his erection growing still, Dan wrapped one of his paws around it, slowly stroking along the length of his penis even as he sucked on Vincent's, the Hyena moaning and panting quietly under the slow, smooth touch of the large wolf.
It felt simply wonderful to have that hot, slick, wet muzzle wrapped so eagerly around his cock, Vincent's head spinning with the multitude of sensations; the warmth of Dan's body so close to his, the strong musk of arousal that slowly drifted from the Sergeant's groin and into Vincent's sharp nose, that skilled muzzle... So good!
Not wanting to finish quite yet, Vincent put his paws onto Dan's chin and firmly guided the Wolf's head up, Dan opening his eyes to look slightly upwards at Vincent's face.
"Get onto the bed and put your hands behind your back." Vincent ordered with a devious twinkle in his otherwise stern and serious face.
Not knowing what, exactly, Vincent had in mind, Dan stood and climbed onto the bed, kneeling on it with his paws behind his back, staring down at his crotch submissively, ears splayed back even though a faint smile was curled into the other corner of his muzzle, well out of the Hyena's sight to keep this little play up.
He heard the sound of the footlocker being opened and the clatter and shuffle as Vincent shifted through the stuff therein, followed by a thud as the Colonel slammed the lid shut once again. What had he gotten from the chest, Dan wondered idly?
"Hold still, pup..." Vincent growled dominantly and Dan petrified, feeling then something cool and leather-like pressing against his wrists, followed by two loud, metallic snaps as locks were shut.
Next he felt Vincent climbing onto the bed behind him and saw the Hyena's arms coming to either side of his head, a strap of black leather with a large, bright-red ball in the centre of it in his paws; a ball-gag! Dan had heard of those, even seen some of the other Hounds utilize them in their nightly raunchiness, and so he simply opened his muzzle and allowed Vincent to put the gag in place, fastening the straps firmly behind the wolf's head.
Another leather strap dangling from the gag was fastened around Dan's snout to keep it firmly shut, the Sergeant letting out a grunt as he tested the shackles restraining his wrists. He was surprised he couldn't move them even if he exerted a little force, frowning lightly as he chewed lightly on the elastic ball in his muzzle.
Vincent let out a giggle as Dan flexed his muscles and tested the restraint. The cuffs were made of finest, hardest steel in the shape of thick wristbands conjoined like Siamese twins with an inner lacing of leather for added comfort. The shackle was held shut with small yet still surprisingly powerful electro-magnet, making escape quite difficult even for someone as strong as Dan.
Still, Vincent knew, Dan would be able to probably break free if he really wanted to, but he also knew the wolf wouldn't do that as he was held by something stronger than any shackle: his word.
Vincent arranged the pillows on his bed a little, placing them in front of Dan before smacking the wolf's bare rump firmly with a paw, causing the Sergeant to grunt faintly.
"Bend over, my toy, and raise your tail like the good boy you are." The Hyena growled into Dan's ear, his voice thick and dripping with lusty dominance that made Dan let out an involuntary submissive whine.
Obeying the snarled command of his Alpha, Dan slowly bent over, laying his chest and shoulders onto the pillows and fidgeting around a little to get comfortable, flicking then his tail aside as ordered, exposing his rump to Vincent.
Vincent watched with lust in his eyes as Dan slowly bent over, idly running his paw along the length of his shaft and feeling it give a twitch as he got to see Dan's pink, tight tailhole properly. He had to fight down the urge to mount the big wolf then and there, images of him taking the large submissive wolf filling the vivid imagination of the Hyena.
Reaching out, Vincent ran a paw slowly over the curve of Dan's rump, down the thighs and even over the Sergeant's penis, causing the wolf to let out a muffled grunt yet again.
"I'm going to enjoy this... And so are you, Danny-boy." Vincent churred softly, raising then his paw and delivering a hard slap onto the wolf's rump, getting another grunt out of the titanic canine.
Dan turned his head as best he could to see what Vincent was doing, a brow raising in curiosity as he saw the Hyena picking up a tube of what could only be lube and squeezing it onto his paw. Instead of smearing it onto his maleness, however, Vincent picked something into his other paw and started to lube it up, though Dan couldn't quite see what it was.
A moment later he felt a slick, warm finger rubbing against his tailhole, causing him to shiver with excitement once again. He heard Vincent churring in delight once again and then felt something cool, hard and phallic pressing slowly against his pucker.
Dan smiled around the gag and turned his head into a more comfortable position, letting his eyes slip shut. He sighed deep in contentment and allowed his body to relax, not even having noticed he'd been tensed up the whole time.
"Good boy..." Vincent said quietly, a smile on his muzzle as he began to slide the vibrator in. He took his time, feeling a jolt of lust shooting through him as he pushed the straight, smooth shaft of the vibrator in, the deep wine-red contrasting starkly against Dan's gray fur.
Gently the Hyena ran his free paw through the fur on Dan's side, thigh and rump, enjoying the smooth feeling of the Sergeant's pelt slipping through his fingers even as he moved the toy back and forth inside Dan's tight passage.
A smile, warm and yet still mischievous, passed over Vincent's face as he pushed the vibrator almost all the way in, turning then the cap around to turn the toy on.
Dan's eyes flashed open, a long, audible moan coming out of the wolf's muzzle. He gasped for breath lightly as Vincent started to move the vibrator again inside his ass, the tremors stimulating the sergeant in ways he'd never been stimulated before, a dribble of precum squeezing out of his maleness and leaving a dark stain on the sheets.
Vincent smiled a little more as Dan, the always so stoic and impassive Dan, whimpered and moaned under the stimulation, having been taken completely by surprise and thus being unable to maintain his composure. Vincent added some more water into the mill as he wrapped his paw around Dan's cock and started to paw him off.
Grunting loudly, Dan squeezed his eyes shut and willed himself to focus, forcing himself to calm down. Relaxing once more after a while, Dan focused on repeating to himself inside his head "Stay calm, stay on top of the situation. Stay calm, stay on top of the situation..." like a mantra.
Still, Vincent was relentless, working his paw expertly over Dan's wolfhood whilst his other one moved the vibrator back and forth, making sure he constantly stimulated the large canine's prostate. To make things even harder, the Hyena kept on whispering softly to Dan, urging him to let himself come.
Feeling his endurance running out, Dan finally succumbed, throwing himself to the mercy of his own lust and desire. His surrender was soon rewarded as he felt his climax draw close, his penis starting to pulsate in Vincent's paw as thick, heavy ropes of cum splattered onto the sheets, leaving a hefty white puddle, the Sergeant letting loose a mixed howl and moan as he came.
"Good boy, well done!" Vincent praised, turning the vibrator off and pulling it out with a quiet wet noise before patting the wolf's rump approvingly. The Hyena licked what fluids had caught onto his paw with a delighted giggle, his eyes fixed on the slickened, loosened tailhole of the bound wolf, remarking then "My turn now."
Dan could only nod feebly, gasping for breath as he watched Vincent squeeze some lubricant onto his penis with a smile on his muzzle. He just couldn't believe how good it had felt, to be stimulated like that, to leave himself at the Alpha's mercy.
And soon he'd get to feel Vincent inside him, get to feel the Hyena ascertain his status as the Alpha and cement Dan's position underneath him... And Dan found he wanted it. Vincent just had that certain charm that made Dan feel drawn to him. Affection? Yes, most certainly...
Dan mumbled and moaned around the gag, bending down even lower, offering himself to Vincent, his tail curled as far to the side as he could.
A jolt shot through Vincent as he saw the big, burly wolf acting so submissively, giving the Hyena a rushing sensation of control and dominance. He couldn't wait any longer, he'd have to mount Dan lest he'd go insane with lust.
With both paws Vincent grasped Dan's hips and placed the tip of his hard penis onto the Sergeant's readied tailhole, watching for a brief moment at his shaft glistening in the dim lighting of the room before he made the slow thrust, sliding without too much difficulty into Dan's tailhole.
The velvet-like, warm passage of Dan surrounded Vincent's hyenahood from tip to hilt in no time at all, and Vincent could feel a hefty droplet of precum pushing out of the tip of his maleness.
Murring in blissful delight, Vincent started to thrust with his hips, pulling Dan backwards against his thrusting as he gathered momentum. Dan's lovehole felt so wonderful around his penis, just tight enough to stimulate him properly, but not so tight as to hinder his movements.
Dan growled deeply in content, his eyes drifting shut once more as he chewed idly on the ballgag, feeling his saliva dripping around it onto the pillows, his wolfhood starting to grow hard again as Vincent rubbed over his prostate once again.
Steadily, lovingly, Vincent mated with Dan, the Hyena's motions smooth and sensuous, eliciting a long, content sigh from Dan.
Little by little, as his craving for a release grew stronger, Vincent started to pick up the pace, his thrusting becoming stronger and faster every time until his crotch slapped against Dan's round rump with a delicious smack. The Hyena was breathing hard through his nose, his muzzle sit firm in concentration with his eyes closed as he thrust into Dan's slick, willing tailhole, the wolf groaning from enjoyment, his penis drooling precum once more onto the sheets.
As he finally came, Vincent's thrusting turned erratic and grew slower and slower until finally stopping, hilted firmly inside Dan's ass as he unloaded wave after wave of hot, sticky seed into Dan.
Dan murred in enjoyment as Vincent came into him, the wolf's eyes relaxedly shut, enjoying the warm, full feeling, the sensation of unity the two of them shared at that moment.
Gasping for breath, Vincent slipped himself out of Dan's tailhole, causing the Sergeant to crack open an eye and grunt disapprovingly. Dan didn't want Vincent to pull out just yet. He would've wanted to enjoy the feeling a little longer.
Seeing the look on Dan's face, Vincent gave the massive canine a reassuring pat on the rump and said "Flip around, cutie."
With a huff and a low grunt Dan lifted himself onto his knees and then spun around, falling onto the soft pillows, his new erection jutting handsomely between his legs.
Dan raised his brow as Vincent winked at him and clambered onto the wolf's chest to unfasten the gag. The wolf licked his lips free of residual saliva and smacked his lips a couple of times, flashing then a faint smile at the Hyena who was straddling his chest.
Vincent leaned down and pressed a soft, brief kiss onto Dan's lips, throwing then a glance between Dan's legs with a pleasant grin on his face.
"Would be a shame to waste such a good hardon... I know you mentioned once you aren't much of a top, but just this once..." Vincent trailed off and Dan nodded. He was, after all, obliged to do as Vincent wanted tonight.
The Hyena blushed visibly as Dan agreed, sliding then backwards onto the wolf's hips. Vincent took a deep breath and let it out slowly, wrapping then a paw around Dan's penis for support, using it to guide the slick, firm shaft onto his tailhole.
Dan watched with a faint smile on his muzzle as Vincent bit lightly onto his lower lip, the spottybutt's eyes held shut as he slowly lowered himself onto Dan's lap. The feeling was wonderful to say the least. Vincent's tailhole was tight, almost virginal, and the hot interior of the Hyena's passage sent jolts of electric pleasure shooting through the wolf's entire body.
On the other hand, Vincent found himself enjoying Dan's cock in his tailhole, the pain of being spread open subsiding little by little, leaving the enjoyment behind. Gasping and moaning quietly Vincent made his way all the way to the hilt aided by the copious amounts of precum Dan was producing, his rump snug against Dan's crotch, feeling wonderfully full.
Slowly the Hyena gyrated his hips about, feeling himself being stretched little more. He heard Dan gasp out his name, a smile lighting onto Vincent's muzzle. He reached out, stroking Dan's cheek tenderly with his fingers, the large wolf responding by licking his paw as a sign of affection.
"Cum inside me, Dan." Vincent whispered, his voice barely audible as he started to rise and lower himself on Dan's lap, riding the titanic wolf slowly but surely.
Already stimulated by Vincent taking him, it didn't take long for Dan to come for the second time. He thrashed feebly with his feet, moaning out Vincent's name as the Hyena constantly whispered words of encouragement to the wolf, telling him how wonderful it felt, how he wanted to feel the wolf's seed inside him... It was too much for Dan to take.
Vincent felt Dan explode inside his tailhole, a commendable amount of sticky, hot liquid shooting into him even though the wolf had come just moments ago. Vincent rode smoothly on Dan's shaft, milking every last drop of the white liquid before finally stopping.
The two of them stayed like that for a moment, both of them catching their breath, until Dan's softening penis finally slipped out of Vincent's rump with a wet slurp.
Smiling warmly, Vincent rolled Dan onto his side and undid the lock on the shackles, tossing them onto the floor with a clatter as Dan rubbed and flexed his wrists gingerly to get the blood flowing again.
"That... I liked it." Dan replied after a moment of silence, pulling Vincent against him into a hug. Vincent nestled himself against the massive wolf's side as they laid down onto the bed, managing only to nod feebly.
Dan couldn't help but smile as he pulled the blankets onto them, ignoring the various wet stains. Soon the sound of Vincent's steady, heavy breathing filled the room, the Hyena having gone out like a light.
Unable to sleep, Dan just lied there for almost an hour, just watching Vincent sleep, fidgeting idly with the collar around his neck, before finally reaching over to grab the inhalator from the pocket of his pants.
He set the device to give out a quadruple dose of meds; just enough to knock him out for roughly ten to twelve hours, pulling the concoction into his lungs and holding it in. As he felt his head swimming and his vision fading, he dropped the inhalator off the bed, looking down at the Hyena sleeping by him, a smile on the wolf's face as the darkness of sleep finally took him over...
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Phew! 4-5 hours non-stop in one sitting to get this done to see if I have what it takes to partake in NaNoWriMo. Hope you enjoyed reading this story!
Comments and critique are welcome as always. =3