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Ryo arrived at the hotel door and smiled as the scent of wolf swirled from the room and filled his snout. The fox slid the keycard in the lock and stepped inside the room. He tossed his bag on the room's king sized bed and looked around.

It was a typical American hotel room with bed, two lounge chairs, table, and dresser with a TV on top of it. Everything was done up in neutral brown and tan colors. Ryo sniffed the air, trying to determine how long it had been since the wolf had been in the room--an hour or so at least. He'd probably stepped out for lunch. Ryo had eaten breakfast on the plane, which remarkably had landed early, so he wasn't hungry at the moment. The fox decided to take advantage of the wolf's absence and allowed himself to flop on the bed, stretching his wiry frame out after the long plane trip. Ryo fell into a doze, realizing as he fell asleep that the bed didn't smell that strongly of wolf. They'd have to change that.

The fox awoke some time later to the click of the lock disengaging just before the door swung open. He rolled over in time to start giggling as the wolf walked through the door. The new comer frowned for a moment, then looked down at himself and sighed. It was clear from the look on his face that he knew what the fox was laughing at: his fur. The last time they had seen each other, he'd had a normal fur coloration of dark gray with white undersides. Now though, the white had been dyed a deep red color.

"Ya' know," Mark sighed as he closed the door. "If you actually watched GCW, you'd already know about this."

"I knew about it ani," Ryo laughed. "Just seeing in person is such a different experience."

The fox bounced to his paws and bounded over to throw his arms around the muscular wolf. Mark picked Ryo off his paws and pulled him in tight. Their noses met, and then they licked at each other's muzzles as Mark carried his boyfriend to the bed. He set Ryo down and then took a seat next to him.

"Did you just get in? That flight from Japan is a killer on your time sense."

"I've had a nap," the fox replied. "How about you? How is my wolf doing?"

"I've just been down talking to Duce," he answered with a smile at being called Ryo's wolf. "Just got in town this morning, but we're on for tomorrow night."

"Excellent," Ryo said. "I look forward to it. And we have almost a full day to relax."

"Yeah," Mark snorted in a tone that suggested "relaxing" was the furthest thing from his mind. "I still can't believe they managed to keep this a secret."

"Yes," Ryo agreed. "But they did. And that makes things easier for us."

"I hope so," the wolf said quietly. His tail, which had been wagging in joy at seeing the fox, had gone still. He was clearly nervous. That wasn't good.

Ryo sighed and scooched closer and held on to Mark. Then he gave the bigger canine a reassuring lick.

"Ani. After all this time you still don't have faith that you can do it?"

"This is different," the wolf insisted. "The stakes are so much higher..."

Ryo wasn't sure he agreed with that one, but let the matter drop. Instead, he declared that he wanted to go out to stretch after his long flight. Mark agreed, and they headed out to the local mall.

The spent the afternoon walking around the large mall. They went into any of the stores that caught their interest but aside from some new clothes for Ryo, they didn't really buy anything. A few people recognized Mark and politely asked for pictures. Ryo stood aside at those times and chuckled about how being the walking definition of an average fox was a benefit at these times. No one recognized him as he and his boyfriend walked around the mall. They stopped at the food court for a light lunch (Ryo had been wrong about Mark getting lunch when he reached the hotel) and continued wandering the mall. Ryo did his best to keep Mark's spirits up, but too often, the wolf's tail was still and his ears back. The fox sighed and kept trying--he was tempted to put on a fashion show for the wolf, but he couldn't get a good read on how "gay friendly" the mall was. So he followed Mark's cues and adopted the role of "good friend" to the wolf and continued the trip.

Eventually, they wound up at a nice barbeque restaurant a block from the mall where Mark teased Ryo for his fascination with American food. The fox quipped back with the reminder that he was technically an American--he'd been born in the States before moving to Japan. Mark shook his head and laughed before turning the conversation back to tomorrow night.

Mark spoke the most, as he explained the major differences between the GCW style and the differences in Japan. While there were quite a few differences to cover, the fact that Mark had been initially trained in the GCW style and continued using it while performing in Japan meant that Ryo had some familiarity with it already. The fox nodded and ate as the wolf talked, letting Mark work through his nervousness. The kept chatting, coming up with a few things for tomorrow night before deciding to head back to the hotel for the night.

Ryo headed into the shower, while Mark changed and headed down to the hotel gym for a light workout. Ryo had just finished with the fur dryer when Mark returned. The fox waited for the door to close before he pranced out, still nude, to hug the wolf. The wolf smiled, lifted him off his paws and spun him around before depositing him on the bed before heading into a shower himself. While Mark showered, Ryo made the final preparations for the evening.

By the time Mark came out of the bathroom, running a towel over any wet spots the fur dryers missed, Ryo was sprawled on the bed with his crotch proudly on display. Mark sighed and tossed the towel in the general direction of the bathroom.

"Not now foxy," Mark sighed. "I'm not in the mood."

Ryo's whiskers twitched as he sat up and stared at the red and gray wolf as Mark sat in one of the room's chairs and put his head in his paws. The fox sniffed and slid to the end of the bed. Mark barely looked up as the fox reached a paw out to take his wrist.

"Ani. You're not still worried about tomorrow are you?"

"How are you not?" Mark glared at him. "We haven't done anything like this before."

"I'm pretty sure we have," Ryo returned, his voice becoming serious. "About a hundred times. I don't see why this is any different than any other match we've had before."

"We've never had stakes like this before," Mark replied.

"Yeah. We never had to get you over in Japan. We never had to get you over as a champion to a hostile crowd. We never had to turn you face."

"Alright, alright," the wolf agreed. "But this still feels different. Before it was all about me. Now I have to return the favor. And I don't know if I'm up to it."

"I know," Ryo said as he stepped over to the chair and straddled the wolf. "I know you are up to it ani. There is no one I trust more."

"I don't know if I trust me."

"Then trust me," Ryo said as he took hold of Mark's paw and slid it down his front. "And trust this."

Once he realized where Ryo was headed, Mark's paw needed little guidance. It slid down the fox's lean stomach and down to his crotch, where it took hold of his sheath and sac. Ryo leaned in and moaned a little as Mark gave him a gentle squeeze.

"I love you Mark," Ryo whispered, using the wolf's name show how serious he was about it. "There is no one I trust more. If anyone can get me over in GCW, it's you. I know this."

Mark didn't reply in words. His paws caressed Ryo's balls, passing them between his fingers as his thumb stroked the fox's sheath. Ryo felt his shaft begin to slip from his sheath under the wolf's tender care. The paw playing with his balls slid further down between to fox's legs, guiding him to rise as Mark bent down to slide the fox's cock into his muzzle. Ryo moaned as the warm wetness of the wolf's mouth enveloped his shaft. Mark quickly brought the fox's shaft fully from his sheath, and continued to suckle as Ryo gasped at each little press of the wolf's tongue against his cock and moaned with each bob of Mark's head. He heard the wolf gulp a few times as he worked his shaft. After a few moments, Mark withdrew and grinned up at the fox.

"Damn babe," he chuckled as he pressed his chin against Ryo's solar plexus. "You're leaking like a faucet. Have you not been taking care of business?"

"Not since you left," Ryo whispered as he scratched behind Mark's ears. He figured he could safely leave out the webcam sessions they'd had.

"You shouldn't do that," Mark's smile changed to a frown.

"My choice," Ryo huffed as swiftly knelt down and began vigorously nuzzling Mark's neck to forestall any further argument. The wolf leaned back and began to moan and growl at the assault. Ryo responded with a growl of his own. "Fox wants naked wolf."

"Alright, alright," Mark consented as the impatient fox began yanking off his shirt and muttering something in Japanese that the wolf couldn't quite catch. He grabbed Ryo around the waist, stood up, and deposited the fox on the bed. "Wolf will get naked."

"Good boy," Ryo encouraged, stroking himself while Mark stripped. A moment later, Ryo had his wish as the wolf was completely nude in front of him.

The first thing Ryo noticed to his amusement and delight was that Mark had done a full body dye job. It made sense, of course, because the wolf performed in just a pair of trunks--but Mark gone the extra mile and dyed his sheath and scrotum red as well. Ryo decided he liked how the red contrasted with the dark gray that covered Mark's back and ears, and how it brought out the contours of the wolf's muscles through his close trimmed fur. Ryo made a mental note that he should probably start trimming his fur as well--it would help keep shedding down, and Mark had warned him not to underestimate just how hot it got in some of the Southern states in the summer.

But that was only a momentary thought, as Ryo's eyes were drawn to his true desire: the pinkish- red tip of Mark's shaft protruding from his sheath. The fox licked his muzzle before pressing his nose into the wolf's balls. It took only a moment of attention for enough shaft to emerge for the fox to take it into his muzzle, and a few minutes more to get Mark moaning and huffing in pleasure. Despite his earlier concern, Ryo also swallowed quite a few spurts of pre from the wolf before he deemed that Mark was ready for the next round.

"Mmm. Pin me wolf," Ryo growled. "Come be a champion."

That was all the encouragement Mark needed: he threw his arms around the fox, pulled him into a tight hug, stood up, took two steps, and slammed Ryo to the bed. The fox let out a yip of delight as Mark leaned in and touch his nose to Ryo's.

"So I'm doing the pinning tonight, hmm?" Mark asked as he licked Ryo's snout. "Am I going to be the World Champion of Fox Fucking?"

"A successful title defense," Ryo chuckled as he reached back to grab the bottle of lube he'd had hidden under his tail when Mark came out of the shower. "Continuing the longest title reign in histor... Ohh..."

The joke was cut off by Mark nipping at Ryo's ear before sliding his tongue into it. The fox shuddered and almost dropped the lube as Mark gave the other ear similar attention. Mark worked his way down fox's left side: licking and nibbling at cheek, neck, chest, and abs after rolling on his side to the fox room to use the lube. Mark backed off his attentions a bit so that Ryo could pour a bit of lube onto his paw and then reach down to slide his slick fingers into his tail hole. Mark licked at Ryo's cheek fur and gently stroked the fox's shaft while Ryo worked his tail hole. On command from the fox, Mark stood up and presented his cock for Ryo to lubricate as well. The fox did so, and dutifully slipped a condom over as well while kissing the wolf's washboard abs. A moment later Ryo lay with his rear at the edge of the bed, his legs spread wide, and Mark positioned between them.

"Ready baby?" Mark asked in a whisper.

Ryo nodded. Mark waited a moment, then reached down and lined his cock up with the fox's waiting tail hole. With another quick glance to make sure his lover was ready, Mark slid inside while the fox gasped loudly. He pushed forward with a slow, gentle pace, letting the fox get accustomed to the feel of wolf inside him.

"Oooooh, ani." Ryo moaned. "I've missed... this... soooo much."

Mark took as a sign to pick up his pace, so he took hold of the fox's hips and began to piston his own hips against Ryo's rump. Ryo moaned and yipped as Mark growled and thrust. It had been so long since he'd had this kind of attention--he'd taken toys to keep himself properly trained, but nothing like this since the wolf had left Japan to join GCW.

Mark continued to fill the fox's insides, sliding back and forth, managing to provoke an almost constant dribble of pre from Ryo's throbbing cock. The fox moaned, yapped, and huffed as he was pounded. Mark half joking, half serious asked him a few times if he to tap out, but Ryo declined. He just moaned as he felt the pressure build inside him, building towards an inevitable climax. Finally, he felt a fully formed wolf knot bumping against his tail hole.

"So. How 'bout it baby?" Mark asked with a smirk. "Ready for the 'Tie Down?'"

"Yeessss," Ryo moaned.

"Okay babe."

Mark leaned in and took hold of Ryo's neck scruff in his fangs as he slammed forward. The fox's tail hole resisted the first thrust, but on the second it yielded with what seemed like an audible pop. As always, Ryo felt like all the air had been driven out of his body. The climb towards climax became a sprint as Mark slammed his rear again and again. Ryo panted as the pressure built and built inside him, and he reached down to stroke his cock. Mark grunted and with a growl, he slammed one final time into Ryo, shuddering as he came inside his love.

It took only a few more strokes for Ryo to reach his own climax, and the eruption left them both liberally splashed with fox seed. Finally Mark collapsed on top of him, and the two held each other for a long moment. Then Mark grunted again, picked Ryo up, and with an effort slid into the bed.

"I missed you too," the wolf said with a lick of the fox's nose.

Ryo just giggled and licked back before they dozed off for a while with Mark's knot still lodged inside him. He was awaked several hours later by Mark leaving the bed. The wolf had already removed the condom and disposed of it, and seemed to be heading to the shower. Ryo smiled and went back to dozing while he waited for his own turn. He didn't get far before he was startled back to fully awake by a shout.

"Goddamnit Tetsu!" He winced: Mark only used his stage name when he was really angry with the fox.

Ryo swallowed and wonder what the hell he had done to earn the wolf's ire. When Mark came out of the bathroom, it was quickly apparent. Along his chest and stomach where patches of white--patches that looked like he'd gotten bleach splashed on his fur. Bleach or...

"Oops," Ryo said sheepishly.

"I should have made you wear a condom too," Mark growled. Then he sighed. "I'm gonna have to redo it."

"Can I help?" Ryo asked with a wag.

"This was your plan all along," Mark mock growled with a glare.

"To keep my paws on you as much as I can? Yes. Yes it was."

"Alright," Mark sighed as he headed back into the bathroom. "The dye is in my bag. Can you grab it so we can start? And don't play any fox games with me. My sense of smell is better than yours--I'll be able to tell between dye and lube..."

Want to see what happens next? Check out "Stealing the Show" in Species: Wolves coming soon from Thurston Howl Publications.