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To some, winter is nothing but the beginnings of months of snow-filled driveways, to others it marks the end of another year and an inevitable beginning of new experiences to come. And to others still, like Lukas who trotted along the freshly snow covered sidewalk with an audible crunch with each footfall, it meant getting to be with friends in the toasty warmth of their homes. Hugging his arms closer to his chest as a crisp gust of wind blew past, he quickened his pace.

"Why the hell do I have to be out here?" he grumbled, tagging behind the figure ahead of him.

"'Cause you promised to help out, so grow a pussy and stop bitchin' " Was all he got in response as they turned a crowed street corner.

"Should've at least waited till it washy so cold." he mumbled to himself, not noticing his companion reaching into their pocket. "And how the he-AAH!"

Whatever it was he had to say immediately died on his tongue as he gasped out from a sudden buzzing underneath his rudder, catching the attention of several people around him. Feeling his cheeks darken, he quickly regained his composure, and shot a glare at his companion.

"Seriously Ha-ayley?" he hissed between clenched teeth as the constant buzzing turned into a series of swift pulses. "Don't do thaaat here!"

All he got was a snicker in response as Hayley's thumb swiped her phone's screen, and he froze feeling the pulsing coming far faster, and increasingly stronger, than before. It that didn't make matters worse, the vibrations were beginning to affect him in other ways. Flattening his round ears against his head, Lukas slowly stepped towards her.

"Come on, turn it off already." Hayley just shrugged at his request, smirking.

"Please, like you don't like it. Besides," she paused, leaning close to him "I know you like this kind of thing. Or should I go tell everyone here what you did in the park with that wolf friend you made?"

Quickly biting his tongue, mostly to hold back a groan as a particularly strong vibration hit his inner walls, which only intensified as he involuntarily clenched around the toy buried inside him, a pitiful little whine escaped his throat. Though Hayley might have been an otter like himself, she certainly had a streak in her like a wolf.

Even if he thought of something to get her to turn the toy off, she didn't give him the chance as she turned and continued on. "Hurry up, the store's up over here."

Doing as he was told, did what he could do to walk as normally as possible to follow suite; all the while keeping his hands clasped together in front of the growing bulge between his legs.

Though the walk wasn't exactly unpleasant, the toy buzzing away the entire time gave him something to concentrate on other than the cold. It worked so well he didn't realize only a handful of minutes passed before they stopped in front of Hayley's destination.

Really it wasn't anything special, just a simple looking lingerie store that could have passed as any other from around town. Hell, he could have thought they passed three just on the way here with the same pink cursive sign, and dressed up mannequins trying to make it look fancier than it actually was.

"Seriously, you wanted to come here?" he found himself asking without realizing it, and immediately regretted it.

"Oh? Did you want to go somewhere else for me to pick out some clothes for the party? No? That's what I thought." Hayley started as she opened the door and motioned for him to go inside. "Say something like that again while we're in here and everyone in there will know how much you like taking it under the tail."

If it wasn't for the little growl she made, he might have guessed she was only half joking, and knowing her, she might have been anyways. But he wasn't exactly keen on finding out either way.

Quietly stepping into the store, with Hayley following behind, he found himself finally surrounded by the warmth he longed for since they began the trip downtown. Yet like all good things, Lukas couldn't enjoy it as the stinging aroma of recently sprayed perfume quickly filled his lungs.

"Come on crotch sniffer, keep going." he heard the other otter say before a pair of hands hit his back and pushed him forwards. "I don't wanna be late to the party tonight, so you better help me pick something better than what you'd wear."

"What's wrong with what I wear?" Lukas asked, steadily being pushed past rows of lacey undergarments or scantily clad plastic models. "And how are you gonna wear any of this stuff anyways? Not even you can get away with it!"

All he heard behind him was a snort as those hands on his back made him turn a corner, passing two women looking over a few night shirts that apparently caught their eye. "Pff, I'm talking about the after-party. And trust me, you couldn't dress yourself to show off your assets to save your life. I can."

Hayley paused for just a moment as they moved towards a corner of the store full of different colored bras and panties that lined the shelves. Eyeing the array of different styles and brands available, he felt his friend move away from him, and step in front of him. "So while we're here, go sit over there and when I ask how something looks, just tell me what you think."

"Hey, what about-" Lukas caught himself before saying any more.

"What about this thing?" he whispered, after glancing around to make sure no one could hear him. Though no one was around, he even brought a hand up to cover one side of his short muzzle just in case. Hayley simply smirked, and shrugged.

"What thing?" she responded and turned to walk away. "I mean, unless you tell me what this thing is, I won't be able to do anything. Now go on and sit over there already."

"But, but-" he stammered, stepping forwards. Yet as he did, the Lutrine failed to notice her hand disappearing into her coat pocket, and froze up practically biting his tongue when the softly buzzing toy went into high-gear.

"But what?" Hayley glanced over her shoulder. "I can't do a thing if I don't know what you're talking about." All he could do was stand there, unable to move as his legs shook in response to the toy shaking violently inside him while Hayley sauntered off to find whatever it was she was looking for.

If it wasn't for the two costumers from earlier, and a sales clerk making their way to his companion, turning their attention towards him he would have stayed put, inner walls clenching around the plug the female Lutrine unceremoniously stuffed under his rudder.

"God damn it all," he thought, biting the inside of his lower lip to hold back a deep groan. Cheeks hearing up to practically singe the short fur on his face, Lukas carefully turned around, still sensing the women watching him, analyzing his stiff movements to figure out what he was up to.

With a deep inhale the Lutrine held his breath as he took one tentative step forwards, followed by another, he made his way over to the aforementioned bench that lay only a few feet away. Yet by the time he made it to the well-used wooden bench, it felt like he walked further than the trip to the store (mostly due to Hayley having the mercy of keeping the toy off for almost the entire trip), he took a moment to slowly exhale to keep himself calm. Though such a thing was hard to do nonetheless when there were such vigorous vibrations so close to his prostate. Hell, that was just barely working from the growing warmth that began to trickle down the inside of his thigh. Yet that didn't matter now. All he had to do was sit and wait, and this would all be over soon. The only issue now was enduring the buzzing until his friend was done. And as he turned, a thought occurred to him.

Given that everyone he knew, him included, always draped their tail over the bench to sit more comfortably, that would mean his rear would be directly on the wood. As would the toy, which was giving him one hell of an inner massage, which meant being so directly on a hard surface might just make a noise that might just rouse someone's attention. The sudden realization of which made his ears fall, and a small whine to escape him.

"Fuck!" he muttered under his breath at the realization. What was he going to do now? Sure it would be better to simply stand where he was, but if he did not do what Hayley told him... A shiver of excitement and dread raced up his spine at the thought.

He could still recall being her "pet" month an ago, and the agonizingly pleasurable punishments she put him through for disobeying her. Sure he wasn't currently under her thumb like back then, only having to wear a Bluetooth controlled anal plug for a day, but knowing his friend, she'd probably think of something to do to him if he didn't listen to her. Just what shed do he couldn't fathom, but it made his aching length throb all the same.

Still, it was the people around him he really worried about, especially the few here. And as he thought about how to get past this particular issue, his ears twitched as they picked up the sound of a store associate talking with Hayley.

Out of a brief rush of panic, he turned on the spot and tucked his tail under himself, and swiftly proceeded to sit on it in an attempt to keep the toy muffled. And as he sat down, he found it worked. But his entire body froze from one side effect he didn't expect. The movement from sitting on his rudder in such a way caused the buzzing toy to push deeper into himself, and press hard against his prostate. All he could do from the sudden onslaught of pleasure washing over him was stay where he was, unable to move no matter how much he wanted to while his body betrayed him. Legs locking up, toes curling against the leather of his shoes, hands clenching into fists, all he could do was barely hold back the deep moan that built inside him as he watched Hayley chatted away with the employee.

The moment she looked over at him, pointing him out to the worker, he knew she understood what was happening with the way she grinned. Once he saw it, Lukas was certain how the rest of the day was going to pan out, and the thought of what she might do only served to make him hard enough to break diamond; though it only felt as such, actually performing such a feat never crossed his mind, but given how the female Lutrine got when she was worked up, there was a (admittedly low) chance such an event might happen. And if it did, he would be certain such a shiny rock would break him instead.

Trembling ever so slightly, all he did was stay there, certain moving in any way to fix his predicament could make it worse. Especially when he took note of the two women shopping together moved down the walkway towards a set of three changing rooms near him. God, if they knew what was going on they'd probably label him a pervert, admittedly something he wasn't all that worried about anyways, and have him tossed out of the store. Or have the cops called on him. Either outcome sent a shiver down his spine, which ended as a hearty throb of his length.

As much as he, truthfully, enjoyed being toyed around with in public, getting caught was never a top priority. Carefully, and as discretely as he could manage with Trembling hands, he covered the bulge of his jeans as much as he could, before the two women could notice. Whether some unseen force took pity on him or not he'd never know, but the women didn't seem to notice the still obvious outline under his hands while they passed by. Though that still didn't stop them from giving him a queer look from how he was breathing.

Nonetheless, just them glancing at him for a brief second nearly made him groan out from the rush that hit him. It took him a moment, once he came back to his senses, to recognize Hayley's toy had stopped buzzing. Experimentally, he squeezed down on it a few times on the off chance it wasn't, and his brain was telling him other was. But to his surprise, it was, in fact, off and no longer trying to show off how vigorous it could be.

As joyful as he should have been, Lukas, almost on instinct, began to look around to spot his Lutrine friend. If she turned it off, it was for a reason, and he had no intention of getting in trouble with the authorities. At least, not today anyways. Yet no matter how hard he looked, only now realizing how much bigger the store was than it seemed on the outside, he could not see hide or hair of his friend anywhere. Though he expected the toy to suddenly come back to life, or to see her head pop up above of the sea of clothes, Lukas didn't take into account his phone suddenly ringing in his pocket. Jumping a little, he pulled it out of his jacket pocket once he realized what happened, and found he had a new text message. Taking a moment to read it, he couldn't help but swallow hard.

Hayley 12:43 p.m.

Back of store, center booth now

It might not have been long, but she certainly got to the point. With how much fun she must have been having screwing with him, he couldn't help but think of what she was going to do to him if he went back there. Only the thought of what she'd do if he didn't was enough to get him off the bench, with a quiet groan from the shifting around, and moving to the back of the store. As he made it past row after row of brightly colored clothes, it wasn't hard to find where Hayley wanted him to go. Just a few rows back from the series of booths he was near, was another set all but pressed against the back wall of the store.

Luckily enough for him, as he got closer to the trio of booths it seemed that no one was around. At least, no one tall enough for him to notice. Yet as he got closer, he strained to listen to who might be on the other side of the wooden doors to the booths. Last thing he needed was listening in to whatever Hayley had planned.

"Hey, are you there?" he asked quietly once he was close enough to the large lavender stall. Nothing happened at first as he stood there, but when he moved towards the door it swung in a flash and before he had any idea what was happening, a hand grabbed him by his shirt and pulled him in.

"What the hell!" Lukas nearly shouted out once the door was shut, though mindful enough of the customers outside to speak just loud enough for the two to hear. "You could've just let me walk in here, yea know."

"And let the gals up front see you? Fat chance." Hayley quickly shot back, before shoving several garments into his arms. "Hold this for a sec, will ya?"

With what little choice he had in the matter, he let out a huff and did as was told. Thankfully there was enough room in the small booth for the two of them, so while Hayley turned to look at herself in the full length mirror he backed himself up, tucked his tail underneath himself (just in case she got any ideas) and sat down. Looking over his friend and the skin-tight black dress she wore, Lukas simply watched and shook his head while she reached behind herself, and unzipped the back of her dress.

"How can you even wear that thing?"

"Simple," Hayley replied, slipping the straps past her shoulder and glancing back at him. "I happen to like the cold unlike your pansy ass." As if wanting to put emphasis on that last bit, she took the time to lift her tail up and flick it's tip against his chest. If her rudder didn't happen to be thicker than his own, such an action wouldn't be an issue, but damn did it hurt enough to make him let out a bark in surprise.

And while he rubbed at his chest, she continued on. "Besides, I'm not an idiot. Why do you think I wore my coat?"

"Here I thought you needed it to use this toy." Hayley scoffed at the remark, all the while steadily pulling the dress up her form.

"Like I'd care if other people saw me using that app, I'd just turn all the settings on max so they'd watch you squirm." Lukas's cheeks warmed up to that as he watched her disrobe mere inches away from him. It didn't matter that as that dress made its way up her body, he could perfectly see all of the curves the piece of cloth hid from everyone they passed by earlier, he had seen every aspect of her body on countless occasions in the time they've known each other. No, it was the thought of all of those people seeing him in such a prone state, if his friend truly did what she said. Although the more rational side of his mind knew how bad of an idea that was, another part of him wished she had done just that.

Yet it didn't matter when the hem of her dress made its way up Hayley's shapely rear, and he noticed a thin cord snaking past the side of her bright red panties and to a remote control tied to her leg.

"You can't be serious, why the hell do you have that?!" he blurted out, noting just how damp that thin piece of cloth was, and the wire ever so slightly moving on its own.

"What, you think you're the only one that gets to have some fun?" she replied so nonchalantly, after tugging the dress off, that one could have thought it was absolutely normal for any women to use some sort of toy while going out.

After all the years he's known her he really shouldn't have been surprised, but nonetheless he couldn't help but state at how wet she was. Especially when she tossed her dress next to him and stretched, widening her stance and shifting her rudder further to the side.

"Hand me the blue pair will yea?" he heard her ask, obviously not caring where his eyes wondered. Well, in this case glued as he watched a droplet of what had to be arousal run along the wire, then down the darker brown fur that covered her legs.

Yet it wasn't until she spoke up again that he realized she had said anything. "Earth to Lukas, are you listening to me?"

"Oh, y-yeah." he stammered out, tugging free a sky blue bra and handing it over.

"Geez, I was just screwing your brains out yesterday and you're already staring at me like you haven't seen any of this before." Sure he was staring, but it wasn't his fault for being so worked up! Well, not entirely. Alright, fine. If he had just been able to hold on for an hour more, he wouldn't have been in this position, but it was still partially her fault for coming up with the date to begin with! Either way, he kept his mouth shut, slowly rubbing at the bulge along his leg, as he watched the wire move when she did; Hayley never bringing her tail back down to block his view.

"Hmm, what'cha think? This look good?" she asked as she held the bra over her own and looked over her reflection.

"I dunno, I guess?" he replied, glancing up to see what it looked like on her. "Maybe if you cut that extra fluff off, then sure?"

He wasn't exactly serious about it, knowing full well she took great care of the white fur that covered her head, and traveled down her shoulders to stop between her breasts. "Pff, fat chance. Bitches love the fluff."

Such a remark took Lukas by such surprise, even after knowing her for so long, he completely forgot where they were and burst out laughing. It didn't even seem to bother his friend how loud he was, as she turned around, put her hands on her hips.

"And what do you think is so funny?" she demanded, shooting him a glare that could have burned a hole right through him. Yet when he didn't answer, trying to calm down enough to catch his breath, she reached over to her jacket, pulled out her phone and pressed on its screen. The effect of which was immediate, as Lukas felt the toy come to life once more, leaving him gasping for breath through clenched teeth.

"That's what I thought," she smirked, watching him twitching "now you better apologize, clam-muncher."

"I-I'm sorry-ah!". Lukas managed to get out in between gasps, clenching the clothes he held tightly. His friend scoffed, set the phone down, and stepped towards him.

"Uh-uh, that's not gonna fly." Before he had time to react, a hand shot out to grab him by the back of his neck, and pulled him forwards, until his face was buried in the white fluff of fur between her breasts.

"You better do it properly, or you'll get that cage again. See if it's so funny when you can't get off for a month." Lukas's ears couldn't have made a louder "thwip" sound if they tried, from how fast they hit his head.

"Mm morry," was all he could manage through the chest fluff he found himself in. God, the last time she followed through with that kind of threat, it was the worse month of his life from the endless teasing his friends, and roommates, have him. Admittedly it had been one of the best climaxes of his life after he was freed, but he didn't want any of them to know that, lest they get the idea of making it a regular thing for him to endure. But such worry was quickly replaced by another when a short series of knocks came from the door, effectively getting both of their attention and cutting Hayley off from what she had to say.

"Miss, it's, uh, against store policy. I'm going to have to ask whoever is in there with you to come out."

"Shit, shit, shit!" was all that ran through his head, blood running hot from panic trying to think of a way out of the situation. Yet all that came to mind was how many ways they were screwed and the consequences to follow. He couldn't even break free from his friend to hide (if he could) thanks to Hayley's iron clad grip on his neck.

"Just me in here, talkin' to a friend on speaker is all." Came from Hayley, which immediately got his attention. Looking up at her, he could practically see the gears turning I'm her head, and before he had a chance to even think of what she was planning, he felt that strong grip on him lift him up, and move him behind the door. Everything else seemed like a blur from how quickly Hayley went to work. From it all, His brain only managed to only recognize Hayley unclasping her bra, tossing her coat over him, and the sound of the booth's door swinging open, followed by a particularly surprised meep.

"Seriously, can't a woman chat with her friends, hands free, without having someone assuming something'?" he heard Hayley say, not exactly in an irritated tone, but one certain to make people think she was upset.

"B-but the person-" the other person started, but was quickly cut off.

"With me? Yeah, my brother and he's gayer than a fruit fly. Are you really saying, even if I did let him in here, that me and my brother of all people, would be screwing in here?" There was a pause, a very uncomfortable one at that, once Hayley finished and waited for the other person to speak up, something Lukas could imagine was not an easy task to counter such a claim. It didn't help the way the female otter said it, he would have almost believed it (and felt sorry for whoever interrupted them) if he hadn't already known his friend for years, and knowing full well they were not related to each other in any way.

It felt like eternity for the other person to finally speak, and rightfully so from how embarrassed she sounded. "I-I'm sorry miss, I didn't mean anything by it. Sorry for disturbing you, and I hope you enjoy the rest of your shopping." There was a short pause for what she had to say next, and Lukas was sure she was trying to find the right words without causing any more of an issue with Hayley.

"I should let you go, before I go at least, that it's against store policy to try on clothes without, erm, still wearing your own." Without being able to see much of anything, it was hard to tell what Hayley did next, but she quickly dropped the quasi-irritated tone.

"Nah, I wouldn't do that. Don't know where this stuff's been ya know? Bra slid off when I took of my dress's all."

"Ah, well, I'd be happy to help if you'd like."

"It's alright, I got it. And sorry about snapping' at you. Boyfriend trouble, so I thought I'd splurge on myself a little, and he offered to help." his friend lied. Well, mostly. He couldn't really see her as the type to settle down and have a boyfriend. At least, if she did, not one that preferred closed relationships.

"No worries, I get it. I do hope things get better with your boyfriend."

"Thanks. And I had my brother grab something from my car, if ya see him come in, can ya send him this way for me?" Though he didn't see it, he felt the door press against him, nearly groaning as it made his body push into the toy, as Hayley seemed (hopefully) to be finishing up the conversation.

"I'll on the lookout for him."

"Thanks!" And with that he heard the door let out a soft squeak as it was closed, and footsteps moving away from the booth; with such a close call however, his body refused to move from its spot. That wasn't much of an issue once those footsteps were barely audible, and he found the jacket resting on his head being suddenly ripped off. Blinking away the swift rush of light hitting him, all he saw of his friend was her still standing towards the door, but glaring at him from the corner from her eye, causing him to swallow hard as he stood there.

"You know that was your fault, right?" she spoke, her tone soft enough for them to hear, but stern enough to leave no doubt in how displeased she was about their little visitor.

"I'm- I'm sorry?" was all he could muster, watching her move backwards and sit down on the bench.

"I was in a really good mood too. Now? Not so much. So guess what?" she didn't even give him time to respond as she leaned forwards a little and beckoned him to her with a finger.

"You're gonna get over here and get me relaxed again. Got it, pet?" The way she emphasized that last word told him more than was necessary to understand what she wanted, and his body did little to resist the order. Moving virtually on auto pilot, he found himself taking the few short steps needed to be standing in front of her, before one of her hands grasped him on the shoulder and quiet effortlessly, even if he did put up a fight, which was unlikely, pulled him to his knees.

God, he might not have been born canine, but his nose sure started twitching once it really picked up her scent. Mere inches away from her groin, Lukas couldn't help noticing just how wet she was as he drank in the sight before him; the fabric sticking easily to skin and fur. As counter intuitive as it was to not getting caught, he flicked his tongue out to remoisten his lips, and slowly inched his way forwards. Not out of fear of what she might do, he knew all too well she cares for him as greatly as the rest of her friends, but damn could she deal out some (agonizingly) pleasurable punishments if the mood struck her.

"And no hands," he heard her say, catching his attention. Looking up, he saw she had crossed her arms in front of her, in turn pushing her breasts up making them seem a size larger than they actually where, and they weren't that large to begin with, as she looked down at him. He didn't even notice he had been moving his hands up her legs when she said it, but either way he gave her a short nod and brought them back to rest on the ground.

"Yes ma'am." he responded, quietly, as he brought his nose up to meet her groin fur. Carefully, he took the hem of her panties between his teeth, and slowly pulled them back until they bunched up under her knee. With her stubbornly not moving her legs, she gave him little choice but to crawl closer and put his head between the wet cloth and her crotch.

For the first time, and probably the only time, that day he cut Hayley off from what she had to say the moment his tongue met the side of her moistened lips. Oh the shiver that ran up his spine the moment his warm tongue touched her flesh almost had him worrying his rudder would start wagging of its own accord. But such a detail was forgotten once the second, third, and fourth lap followed the first. With his nose so close to her pump lips, tongue quickly becoming coated in her sweet flavor, he couldn't help letting out a content little sigh as he moved to drag his tongue between those silken folds.

Hayley didn't seem to mind what little noise he did make, from the low chirr that came from above him, but Lukas didn't pay much mind to it while he focused on his task. Hell, as he slowly worked himself into her passage, just enough to feel her inner walls clamping down on the tip of his tongue before pulling back and repeating the motion, he silently hoped she'd make him stay there until his jaw was sore. Of course she had done just that about a week ago when the two were at their mutual friend's house, and what faint twinges of pain he had left finally disappeared just two days ago. Nevertheless, if she told him to do so, he would; so long as they could go someplace less likely for some random person to try and walk in on them that is.

Until then, he stayed put teasing his friend and enjoying just how otters could get. By the time he felt a hand on his head, several drops of feminine arousal was already forming on his chin and running down the fur of his throat. If his quick glance up, seeing Hayley's head resting back against the wall, and her eyes closed while she focused on what sensations he sent through her, the swift tug to pull him closer definitely have him the signal to stop messing around and get down to brass tax.

No sooner than he found his nose pressed right up against her stuff clit, his snout spreading her lips apart, he forced that nimble tongue teasing her inwards. The way those inner walls squeezed around the intruding appendage nearly brought a groan out of him, if it wasn't for where they were; Hayley on the other hand had no issue giving a sharp hiss, followed by a particularly pleased chirr.

Figuring she had to at least be suitably relaxed now, he brought himself as close as he could to her, in turn causing her to spread herself as far as those panties would go. The (slightly) better angle it brought him really let him push his tongue as far as it would go, even making the tip of his teeth graze her lips. Something he caught on ages ago that she enjoyed the feeling of, as she clenched down hard around his tongue. It even helped him play with that hard nib in front of him, letting him run his nose against it. She certainly appreciated it, given her instructions to not use his hands, from the deep groan that rose from her chest.

Soon he went, using the flat part of his nose to bring some relief to his friend's clit, and wriggling his tongue wherever he could within her, all the while Hayley slumped back, her rear pushing out beneath her. It didn't take much longer before he felt her legs resting on his shoulders, and the hand atop his head gripping what hair it could to pull him as close as he could get.

"Good -ah- booooy," she cooed, grinding herself against his muzzle. It wasn't hard keeping up with her movements as she ground herself slowly into him, though hard enough he managed to get deeper than he could on his own. It wasn't until he felt the thick muscle of her rudder pressing against his crotch that he lost focus, and let slip a sudden gasp as he pulled his head back.

Hayley quickly fixed the issue of him making any further noise by gripping his hair tighter, enough that it hurt the moment she used her sopping wet pussy to muffle him. Though it wasn't the best way to keep him silent, he found himself sufficiently stuck when she hooked her legs together behind his head. Purely out of reflex, Lukas's hands shot up to grasp her thighs, a shiver running up his spine as he felt them twitching under his grasp, as he was sufficiently stuck when she hooked her legs together behind his head. Not that he minded, watching her bite her lower lip and let out a low moan, her free hand reaching up to tweak one of her pert nipples.

With as little room to move around as he had, coupled with that powerful rudder of hers grinding into his achingly stiff cock, Lukas used every skill he learnt over the years to bring Hayley the pleasure she so obviously wanted. Thankfully that little vibrating cord sticking out of her helped in his efforts as an idea popped into his head. Carefully as he could, Lukas managed to get his lips around the black piece of plastic, and used his tongue to get it to move back and forth. The results of which were immediate as her lower body locked up, Hayley throwing her head back in a silent moan, and causing the remote for her toy to press hard into the side of his face. From the mixture of her twitching legs, and him trying to move his head back and forth to get the toy to sink deeper into her, caused, from what he could feel on his tongue, the settings on the controller to change wildly.

"Fffuuuu-ah-fuuck," he heard her groan out long and slow, her legs squeezing him into her enough he thought his muzzle would start slipping into that quivering passage. Not until he felt her beginning to spasm, hard, that he realized what was happening.

It was too late to react beyond shutting his eyes before he felt her inner walls almost clenching tightly around his nose, when she hit her climax. And boy did she, as a rush of clear liquid hit him in the face. Well, rush was an understatement. To him it felt more accurate as a gush leaving him not wet, but utterly drenched. While she gripped his hair painfully tight, holding him in place as he came on him, he could only feel the entirety of his muzzle, neck, and torso becoming sopping wet with her feminine ejaculate. There he stayed, holding into her for dear life, until she finally let out a very pleased sigh, and let go of him.

"Oh... that," she purred, relaxing her legs enough for him to push himself up and rest his head on her crotch, gasping for breath. "I needed that. A lot."

"You're-ha- welcome." Lukas replied, licking his lips in a failed attempt to clear away her juices. For the time being, the two didn't moved as they recovered from Hayley's 'relaxation', and neither would have if it wasn't for a short knock on their door, or the horrifying realization that the door was unlocked as it was slowly opened.