Story version of Fenris' Mucked up Assignment...
Story by: shaesullivan aka kaleemmcintyre
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Characters: Lukan/Fenris/Vladimir/Freki owned belong to: http://www.furaffinity.net/user/crocdragon89/
Characters: The black winged fox and indigo werewolf owned by http://www.furaffinity.net/user/shaesullivan/
This story is not canon with Brits series! Fan work of furry work!
Fenris' Mucked Up Assignment Story Ver.
"You're looking well for the undead." A naked black fox male with a white underbelly and two onyx wings said cheekily while smiling up at the rugged looking wolf with an eye patch over his right eye and underbite who was growling at him with his left eye blazing that had just walked into his office.
"Who the hell are you and how did you get in here?" The business suit clad wolf asked with more than a little acid in his scratchy voice.
"That's my secret." The uninvited interloper said cheerily. "Any who, I was curious about your two cubs here," The black folf asked with lust laden voice as he used his right wings to bring the picture on the mahogany wood desk closer to him, knocking over a few files unceremoniously to the red carpeted floor, before picking the framed photo up and staring at it intently. In the picture were two wolves with the same distinctions as the older wolf, save for the much softer features of the younger and the annoyed parental look of the older one together, walking down a street on a busy day while talking with one another. The younger of the pair excitedly talking about something and point upwards as if towards the sky.
"And WHAT are you curious about?" The older wolf questioned before walking over to the fox and then filling the seams of his $500 suit with his transforming body.
The folf looked up at the werewolf and then cocked the other male with a cold stare that seemed to chill Lukan's spine and cause him to shrink back down to his normal form. The stunned werewolf blinked his eye before looking at himself and then the folf who was again staring at the picture of his pups.
"How...did...you...????" Lukan asked with more caution than anger now as his core had been shaken as never before by this little incident.
"Lady Kara and Master Vladimir are not the only creatures able to bend the laws of the gods to their will. Make no mistake; there are creatures far worse than you and I in this world. Any who, as I was about to ask, I am curious...which one of the two possesses true strength?" The folf put the picture back onto the desk while looking at the discombobulated werewolf with the same cheeky grin as before.
"Fenris of course you moron!" Lukan growled disliking not being the one in charge of the situation and rapidly thinking of how he could turn the conversation to his favor.
"Fenris: your oldest. The one who you saw as weak? How odd..." The folf said almost to himself while closing his eyes to slits.
"How do you...?"
"Hehehe, I know many things. But back to the situation at paw, so Fenris has true strength?"
"He will never be an alpha as he is now; too soft, too caring and he is much too weak to ever do what needs to be done to cement his rightful future, but Freki is a pup. He may not have strong enough stuff to take the world but is stronger than that child." Lukan said to this stranger as he had spoken so many times before to himself.
"So he is not strong to you."
Lukan just grunted instead of saying anything before backing away and watched the unknown folf stand up and stretch to his full height of some five plus feet with his foxy bits showing off in their unaroused glory. Flapping his wings to relieve some of the tension from being folded so long the black folf walked passed Lukan making sure to rub his tail against the growling wolf's crotch getting a disgusted shudder from the older male. Walking to a nearby window overlooking the bustling metropolis in that glowing time of twilight right then and there the folf opened the window, spreading his wings when a strong gust brushed up against his twin extra appendages and then jumped out of the window and flew away. Sadly, that gust of air that blew in threw Lukan's desk into a disarray of papers with files going everywhere in the room and some of them smacking against the old wolf's muzzle before he peeled them off and tossed it aside.
When the folf was gone Lukan went over and shut his window and then punched the call button for his secretary. A female rabbit walked in and then stared wide eyed at the room before gaping at Lukan.
"Clean this up and then bend over the side of my desk." Lukan growled making the big busty female nod and went about to her tasks while noting the grey eye browed wolf rub his head. She just knew she wasn't going to be sitting down for the rest of the night and whimpered silently to herself.
Hours later a fax came into the office headquarters where Fenris worked as a bounty hunter in the state of Miami, Florida. The werewolf in question was busy polishing and checking his hand guns while keeping an ear cocked towards the fax machine. Vladimir had gone over and taken the piece of paper and was busy reading over it with a thoughtful look on his face. His ruby eyes scanned over the document at least twice before he finally turned his head to the side in confusion. It was about this time that Fenris' curiosity got the better of him. Seeing the blood drinker confused usually meant...well so far it hadn't happened yet...but it couldn't bode well...
"What's wrong with you?" Fenris asked in his usual gruff manner once he finished polishing the barrel of his side arm.
Vlad turned his head to regard the black scarred wolf with the underbite and then walked to him and handed him the fax. Fenris took it and then blinked before growling strong enough to make some of the fixtures shake out of position.
On the printed piece of paper was a picture of himself and Freki together walking down a busy street while he was explaining something to his younger brother and underneath the picture was a simple statement:
I CaN See yOU AT aNyTiME I wAnT But yoU'Ll NEver See mE UnLEss yOU Come CaTCh Me!!!
Obliviously it was a challenge of some sort but that wasn't what enraged Fenris so much as it was the little drawing on the bottom of it. The little doodle featured an oversized wolf with and underbite the same as his own being clawed at by an even large wolf with and slighter longer set of fangs and one missing right eye.
"Lukan." Fenris growled icily before balling the fax up in his paws and then getting his gun back together in one piece before trying to storm out of the plush room. Just before he could make it to the door a strong paw clamped around his bicep and held him fast into place.
Turning to look back with shimmering molten gold eyes Fenris glared at Vladimir with enough heat to flay the skin from the vampire's face.
"Calm down: if you make a rash decision now you could end up killed." The well polished wolf said in a manner that got Fenris to hold off his bloody raging and cool off. His golden eyes frosted over to their normal blue tones before Fenris shrugged free from the vampire's impressively strong grip.
"Thank you. Now, first we don't know who sent this," Vlad said while going over and picking up the crumple piece of paper and smoothing it out as best he could.
"There's no phone number on the top header but whoever sent this left you a clue as to how to find them if you look carefully." Fenris grunted and stared at the fax after snatching it out of Vlad's hold much to the vampire's annoyance.
Searching for anything out of the ordinary Fenris didn't see anything that could have been a clue. It was just a simple picture of himself and Freki together on that day back when he was taking a day off from bounty hunting. He remembered that day a few months ago. It had been hot as hell out and Freki was out of school for the Summer so the pint size pup had goaded him into taking him out to a new arcade that was opening in Miami somewhere near the mall. Fenris had mostly forgotten the details but he did remember feeling like he was being watched the entire day but thought it was just his usual staring crowd of people gaping at the distinction between himself and Freki.
Was it really so hard to believe that they were brothers and not father and son? Freki was just a preemie damn it! People always congratulated him on what a nice son he had and Fenris had more than once had to get in someone's face about the fact that the smaller wolf was his brother! Well usually the guys who thought father and bonding was just so cuuute. Now the women on the other paw were much more fun to straighten out but usually he did those with his...equipment back at home after sending Freki to his room to play...quietly with his video games.
Vladimir snapped his fingers in front of Fenris' muzzle to wake the wolf up from whatever dream world he was in because the smile on his face was starting to worry the vampire. Fenris' shook his head and then grunted before looking at the fax one more time.
"I can't see what you mean...what clue?" Fenris asked gruffly before the paper was taken out of his paws. Vladimir went over to his desk and grabbed a pen and began to write something. Finishing, the vampire handed the fax back to Fenris and watched the werewolf's eyes light up in understanding.
On the note where Freki was pointing to something was an address that had been written and erased. It was hard to see but visible to Vladimir's super sensitive eyes. Looking at the top right of the page Fenris saw that the address was:
2650 Southwest 28th Lane, Coconut Grove
"Alright now that we have a place all I need to do is get the team together and then get geared up. Bruno should be getting back soon so I'll have him go with you...Fenris?" Vladimir sighed once he noted that the black scarred wolf was out of the door as soon as he had turned away from him.
"It could be worse...he could only be walking head long into a trap and get killed. Nothing new then..." Vlad sighed before reaching on his desk for his cordless phone and pressed the speed dial button.
Ringing a few times the vampire sat down heavily in his leather chair and swirled around just in time to see Zeke's red motorcycle speed off into the dark streets of the Magic City.
"Hello Bruno. We have a small situation..."
Driving down the busy streets at well over the speed limit Fenris was trying to keep his head on straight as he thought about the fax still gripped in his paws. He didn't know why Lukan had decided to make this little challenge but he damn well was gonna answer it. His guns strapped to his side holsters were of little comfort to the twenty-two year old wolf as he knew the only way to take down another wolf was with fangs and claws.
The address was fairly simple to punch into Zeke's GPS thingy on his bike and soon Fenris found himself at the locale. It was almost something out of a B-rated movie actually; an empty self-storage warehouse on a quiet Saturday night.
"Poetic." Fenris muttered before silencing Zeke's ride and killing the lights.
The entire area was pretty much lit with streetlights and open for everyone to see the surroundings but something in the air was off. It seemed like some kinda haze of tension had wrapped around the vicinity and it made Fenris' nerves stand on end. Maybe he should have had back up...growling and shaking his head the black scarred wolf hopped down from the bike and then lifted his nose up into the air. This was a personal matter. It had been from the start all those years ago and damned if anyone else was getting mixed up into it.
Freki was at the office right now, safe and sound and Vladimir was going to see that he stayed that way so his most pressing concern now was...
"Giving that bastard what he deserves." Fenris grunted before turning his head upwards and then spying a shadow in the top floor of the store building. It was definitely canid in shape and had all the proportions necessary to being a lycanthrope. The dark window filled completely with a large for about eight plus feet in height and more than a few hundred some odd pounds of weight.
Not thinking about it anymore Fenris checked his weapons again and then made his way to where his adversary awaited.
The door to the warehouse had been jarred open by large claws, some of the metal had been sliced in two, so Fenris had little trouble prying the entrance open and then standing to the side quickly. Pulling out his M8000 hand gun and listening for any sounds from the inside. Fenris' ears shot straight up, well more up than they always are, when running footsteps from the inside echoed through the blackness. Taking a chance and twisting himself the scarred wolf held out his firearm in both paws and then let his eyes adjust to the gloom.
The blackness gave way to shapes and soon Fenris was after a shadow he couldn't make out running up the steps. His mind was so focused on his quarry that the oddities of the situation didn't make themselves known to him, like why in the hell Lukan would be running from him in the first place. Bastard was too cocky to give Fenris his back unless the other was severely wounded or incapacitated, but Fenris couldn't see more than his hatred as he ran up one, two, three and finally four flights of stairs.
When Fenris got to the fifth floor of the building he stopped and then listened out with one ear to the unlit room. The sound of heavy breathing marked the other's position and Fenris raised his gun up level with his chest with one paw gripping the handle and another reaching down to unfasten the strap on his other gun's holster, just in case.
Throwing himself into the room Fenris pointed his gun out in front of himself and then,
"Lukan!" The black scarred wolf yelled out with repressed rage from years of suffering. The one who answered his call wasn't who he expected in the least though.
Wings spread out to their full length while sitting on a large crate was a slim looking fox looking male as naked as the day he was born expect with some kind of mechanical belt on his waist smiling down at Fenris.
"Who the fuck are you? Where's Lukan?!" Fenris said while training the barrel of his gun on the unknown male. Said winged fox clapped his paws together twice and soon the lights for the building came on with a loud 'click' noise.
It took Fenris a minute to blink and dim his enhanced vision before he was able to lower his gun at seeing that the other was completely unarmed.
"I'm sorry to say but Lukan-sama will not be joining us tonight. He's probably too busy with other matters. You know the big shot types; always busy with the big details they never sweat the small stuff and sorry to say Mr. Williams but you are way too small a fry for him to be bothered with...right now as you are anyways." The fox said in a disgustingly charming voice that made Fenris' fur stand up.
"What the hell's going on here!?" Fenris nearly roared in anger, he was so damn close...or atleast he thought so.
"Oh it's very simple; I sent you the fax tonight since I knew you'd be alone with Master Vladimir." The black fox answered while pointing to himself and chuckling.
"You? YOU!? YOU SENT ME THE FAX!!!!!!????" Fenris eyes were no longer just shimmering they were full on glowing and the white's of his irises were starting to turn black. Obviously that low dosage of medicine wasn't working anymore tonight as all of Fenris' adrenaline was pumping it through his vein and out of his system through his sweat glands and instead giving rise to his werewolf DNA to begin his alteration.
"Yes, now I know your disappointed but trust me when I say you are about to have your paws full with me in a second. And just so you'll know I did see Lukan tonight. He's seems to be keeping a close watch on you." The fox said while sliding his tail over across his lap and then unfastening a string that held something to his fluffy tail and hen tossing it to Fenris.
The small, whatever it was, flapped down and then was quickly snatched up by Fenris. The werewolf's growl reverberated inside of the folf's bones making him shudder but not in fear. His sheath was slowly pulsing and the mound between his legs was getting thicker.
"Where...?" Fenris could barely speak through his growling voice.
"Lukan had it. Make no mistake he can see you at anytime he wants. He has the fund, resources and people to make sure you are very well watched. I guess even bastard fathers want to know about their offspring happenings," The fox said in a ghost of a whisper before speaking up. "I swiped that from him today and now it's all yours but that's not why I've come to you tonight and conned you well enough to come out here alone. I want to know if you have true strength. Your old man didn't think you did but I wonder..." The fox spread his wings out and then ran his paw down to the belt and flicked over the dials and listened to the team hum of energy flowing outwards around him before winking at Fenris.
"Is this some sort of game you Fuckin' Fairy?! You think this is a joke?" Fenris was all but shouting now. In an instant though, he received his answer when he was suddenly backhanded into a wall with his gun still in his paw.
Blinking and gaping his muzzle open the black wolf found himself looking right into the face of the other male who was casually smirking at him.
"No, not all." The fox said before grabbing Fenris by the neck and tossing him over into a bunch of stacked boxes.
Logically it should have been impossible for a male half the weight of Fenris to toss him like a pup halfway across the other side of the room but logic was taking a fucking siesta tonight because Fenris was looking into the floor and sneezing when dust clouded his sinuses.
"You may want to do something before I end up making you into a bloody pulp. Not even werewolves can take so much abuse in their smaller form." The fox sagely advised before a bullet burst from the M8000 right at his head.
Dodging to the side the black fox was able to fold his wings and get out of the way before he could be injured and then found himself doing acrobatics when Fenris got up to his feet and then growled at him with both gun barrels firing at him. Fenris was beyond pissed and was growing even angrier when none of his bullets could hit the other male. The fox seemed to blur before popping up unfazed and unscathed, the bullets having passed through him almost and inserted themselves into the back wall.
When Fenris used up both of his guns ammo he growled and tossed them aside before tearing the straps for his holsters from his shoulders and then his shirt throwing them away like trash as he felt the burn of his change. His muscles were straining and his veins were popping almost as he growled and let his ancestry flow through him. Centuries of berserker like madness and fury tore through the conscious mind of the normally hot-tempered Fenris until soon seven plus feet of angry wolf stood in front of the fox.
"Strength...it doesn't come from one's body alone and yet without the power of one's physical form we find ourselves helpless; a conundrum to say the least. However, I don't have any interest in physical power like this." The black fox said while unfastening the mechanical belt he had been wearing and then tossed it into the wall hard enough to break it into tens of hundreds of pieces.
Fenris could barely understand the words but the emotion behind them made him even more enraged. He wanted to fight. To main. To kill. His blood was burning through his veins. His senses were on a high that nothing else could compare to and now his prey was giving up.
Didn't matter. The fox was going to bleed first. That was if Fenris could stop himself from killing the other.
The fox looked at Fenris' form stomping over to him and then sighed in annoyance before putting to fingers into his muzzle and whistling. The beating of war drums would have been quieter that the heavy thumps of something very large racing to where Fenris and the fox were. The doorway that Fenris had came through earlier exploded and soon something heavy pounced on Fenris. Fur, fangs, claws, and blood splashed out as Fenris found himself underneath the frame of a much large werewolf than himself...and a much stronger one.
The other werewolf was the color of dark violet reminiscent of Zeke's underbelly with pure yellow eyes, irises and cornea included, glowing a feral gold color. The other had a smaller underbite than what Fenris sported but he, and it was a male by the uncensored sheath it sported pushing against Fenris' own, made up for it in raw bulk. The two werewolves slashed and bit at each other as hard as they could in dominance over one another.
Rolling around on the dirty floor Fenris tough hide protected him from a more serious wound when the other werewolf got in and tore chunks of fur from his black body. Not that the scarred werewolf wasn't causing his own damage in return. A few swipes of his claws met the indigo wolf's face causing the other to snap his head to the side to lessen the blow before he curled his fist into a ball and slammed it into Fenris' gut. Over and over the two wolves fought, tussling over the floor like rabid dogs as they growled, snarled and howled out their frustration at not being able to claim victory over the other.
Fenris seemed to be keeping pace with the other despite the violet furred werewolf's sheer mass as much of his training as a bounty hunter impressed itself on his rage clouded mind. His claws sunk into the fur of the other's stomach and tore down the flesh making the other yelp but not before the larger werewolf grabbed Fenris by the neck with his jaws and squeezed the air from the scarred wolf's throat. Fenris had to release his attack on the other and twist and turn like mad before he was shaken like a bad pup and thrown to the side. Coughing and rolling his head around to get his bearing back and pair of razor like claws slashed down his side making him yowl and leap away. The attack stung more than pierced but it did its job when Fenris gripped his side and held his weight on one paw while on his knees. That put him in the right position for the larger werewolf to punt kick Fenris right under the chin.
The audible click of his muzzle snapping completely shut resounded throughout the room before Fenris found his vision getting dark. His ears had popped from that move and soon his body was giving out on him. His shaky arm was a testament to his pain as soon it gave out from under him and Fenris all but collapsed to the floor in a daze. Landing with a heavy 'thud' Fenris was soon unable to keep his eyes open as blood began to fill his ears and seep outward.
The victor werewolf went over and placed a foot on the back of the fallen wolf and then let out a howl that resounded through the night with a wail of savage pride and triumph. His bleeding stomach drew black lines down his body but the large werewolf paid it no mind. His satisfaction as the dominant wolf was too great to be ignored now, however slim paws wrapped around him followed by feathery wings making the other drop back down from his conquest euphoria to turn his head to see his mate hugging him.
"You can't kill him and I can't let him die so enjoy your next five seconds of glory and then move your fuzzy ass." The fox playfully jested while running his paws over his alpha's wounds. Rubbing over the wounds the black winged fox seemed to almost knead the indigo werewolf's fur and flesh together as the black stream running down the larger male's stomach area dried up and then stopped flowing completely.
Raising his foot from the other werewolf's prone form the violet furred werewolf watched as the smaller of his pack went over and then began to massage the foreign lycan's head, ears and back before tuning the larger, atleast larger than the fox was, wolf over and doing the same to the other's front. The indigo werewolf didn't care for this but he knew better than to defy his mate. His mate's words were law when they were away from their territory in the so called 'modern' world. Padding over himself and shaking some of the drying blood from out of his fur the violet colored werewolf kept his eyes on the other werewolf and then snorted when he could still hear the smaller lycan's heart still beating.
"Ok, he's alive and probably going to be up in about ten minutes when his body heals itself naturally the rest of the way. Would you be so kind as to haul him over there before then, please?" The fox asked in his former cheeky manner with a wide and playful smile making the indigo werewolf snort and do as he had been asked.
The smaller werewolf was easy to lift up and carried over to where his mate had rigged a large metal hook from the ceiling. The black winged fox grabbed the rope he had been looking for during the fight and then tied Fenris' wrist tightly together before giving his mate the thumbs up and watching the indigo werewolf latch Fenris onto the hook. Standing back and making sure that rope would hold the larger werewolf turned to his mate and gave an uncharacteristic shrug before watching his small male walk around to his front and then begin to perform his duties...which consisted over opening his pretty muzzle wide and then tonguing at the indigo werewolf's groin. The larger male howled softly waking Fenris from his dark abyss to see the smaller fox coaxing the other werewolf's sheath up to its full height and then began to swallow around the girth of the swelling phallus.
Not exactly what he wanted to see when he woke up still in his furious mad like haze Fenris struggled to reach for the two males before finding himself dangling like fish on a hook...literally. Growling and snarling Fenris was welcomed to the sight of the black winged fox's tail raising up into the air and the smaller male's tailhole winking at him. The scent coming from the two mates was starting to make him lightheaded while the sucking and slurping noises of the fox's muzzle were almost revolting to hear. The fact that the larger werewolf was groaning and panting with his large tail wagging and slapping the cool storage bins behind him was another unimpressive sensation for the bestial Fenris to be privy to.
When the fox pulled himself back some minutes later his maw was glistening under the lights with saliva and pre. Turning and moving aside Fenris had a full view of the larger werewolf's junk and then found himself growling and struggling all the more. The fox chuckled while the indigo werewolf snorted and rubbed his wet cock in one of his large paws. The tip of his cock spouted pre like a fountain and then the other were made a second, thicker glimmering coat of slime cover his shaft before he walked around behind Fenris.
Even in his berserker like mind Fenris understood basic concepts; the fact that another male was now behind him with his maleness fully erect could only mean that he wanted to claim another and since Fenris was the only other beside the fox, who was clearly his sexual claim already, he knew he was going to be taken. This really pissed him off and his struggles grew more desperate but failed him completely when the larger werewolf grabbed his legs around the back of his knees and then hauled his lower half upwards, his tail included in this packaging deal.
The fox was moving in an instant and was already gripping Fenris' balls and rolling the firm sac around in his paws. They were heavy and thick with so much seed that the fox had to press his nose into them just to scent the pent up cum churning within the musky orbs. Tonguing them and letting his wet organ slap at the underside of his testicles the smaller male reached down and began to rub his own aroused crotch as the excitement of this act was coming into play.
The indigo werewolf was not idle either as he slowly lowered Fenris' legs down just enough so that his own hard cock poked at the rose of the smaller werewolf's backside. The tightness that the larger werewolf felt was exquisite as he shoved himself in causing Fenris to howl as he was taken like a female. The purple werewolf's tail danced behind him as he jammed more of his dick into Fenris, inch after broad inch of his meat ran up into Fenris' virgin tailhole until almost half was inside of the smaller were. The indigo werewolf howled and surged forward to thrust the rest of his cock home making his balls touch Fenris'. The heavy violet orbs were stroked by the smaller fox who was happily sucking on the meaty head of Fenris' cock with abandon. His own paw was furiously stroking his erected foxhood while the other paw squeezing the scarred werewolf's testicles as if he was forcing the cum out of them by sheer pressure alone.
Fenris was in a nightmare of sensation as he found himself fighting the pleasure his captors were forcing onto him and his own need to rut. He liked females, that was a given but the pleasure, the fire, the delicious pain of the larger werewolf thrusting back and forth inside of his anus was too good. The nerves in his tailhole were humming every time the larger male's cock ran over his prostate and punched at the bundle of nerves. Filled to the brim and then left empty only to be filled again. It felt like he was overflowing with the essence of virility and submission as his muscles started to relax and his mind fogged over. His yellow eyes still shown with resentment and fury but somewhere in there was also a...need. A want. A pitch black desire for more.
The indigo werewolf felt the change but kept his hold over the smaller lycan. It was so good to breed another. His mate was wonderful but the body of another were couldn't be compared to. The rapid healing kept the other from being broken in half and then the slickness of the tight passageway was so good that it made him hump the other harder and faster. The scents of their mating hung in the stale air of the room making him lose control and jam himself deeper into his lover of the moment. Testicles slapping against another, his sheath pressing against the smaller were's behind and feel of those tight muscles in his control made the indigo werewolf balls clench up in preparation for his climax.
Underneath them both the black fox could sense the change as he ground both of Fenris' nuts together and then deep throat the other all the way to the root. The head of the black scarred werewolf's meat went down almost past his throat before being pulled out and massaged by a humming set of vocal cords. The fox's own cock was hard as steel and gaining more sensitivity as he drew close to his climax. Pulling back and then kissing the crown of Fenris cock the fox did one thing and then opened his muzzle really wide in readiness....
He nipped on the underside of Fenris' maleness.
A thick howl spread out from Fenris' muzzle as he came like a geyser. The sharp pain what radiated from his cock through his balls and brain sent signals to his head to release it all and he did; right into the winged fox's mouth. The flood was enormous but it was easily caught by the big mouth that the fox sported. Gulping down the sweet, salty male nectar the fox sucked on just the head of Fenris' cock and milked him for all he was worth until finally small spurts shot into his throat making the fox pull back and get all of the cum on the rim of his muzzle.
Licking his treat up the black fox noted that his mate was getting close and decided to help him out...but not in the traditional way.
"Well, your old man was wrong about you not being made of strong stuff cause your seed is tastier and better than Japanese sake." That had the desired effect...times one hundred.
Fenris' body started to flail at the very mention of his father and his body locked up tight enough so that the next thrust from the indigo werewolf's hips brought him to and over the edge of climax. Gushes of seed ran into Fenris' ass from the drawn up testicles of the larger werewolf's nuts and soon it was flowing outwards and around the scarred werewolf's butt and the violet werewolf's legs.
The orgasm too about a minutes and a half and when it was over the larger werewolf licked over Fenris' nose and neck and then pulled himself out with a quick flick of his hips getting a growly-murr like noise from the smaller were. When the indigo werewolf was out of the other were he lowered Fenris' legs to the floor...or as near to them as he could get since the black werewolf was hanging by a few thick pieces of thread, and then walked over to his mate and hauled him up into his arms mindful of the wings. The fox had just come from the display and his own paw and thighs were sticky but were soon being cleaned by a massive tongue that sought for the spilt seed.
"Freeze!" a shout made the two mates casually turn around and then look to see the blazing, angry eyes of a single wolf at them with a large semi-automatic point at them.
"The Calvary! Just in time. As you can see Fenris is alive and well, if not very sticky and tired and needs your full attention. Now why don't you help him down and take him home?" The fox said while still in the arms of his mate being curled up protectively.
"Assholes, you're both going to jail tonight!" Bruno was hot. Real hot. His anger was almost a physical thing as he lost the control over his own inner instincts when his gun began to quiver in his widening paws.
"Hehe, you're cute but you had time to mate him but you chose to wait. Your loss. We have to go though before the rest of your merry men show up so...bye bye! Hit it!" The fox said to his violet furred mate and one raised foot paw brought down the weight of the floor around them. Bruno was able to fire shots off but only caught air when the larger werewolf's mass caused him to fall to the fourth floor.
By the time Bruno got over to the large hole all he could hear was glass shattering and look to see the two assailants escaping into the dark night.
Holstering his gun Bruno turned around and then looked to the sight of the feral Fenris hanging form dangling before him. Walking around the hole and then looking up at his sometimes partner Bruno hung his head and said something under his breath...
"I'm sorry."
Fenris growled in annoyance but stopped himself when shadows overtook Bruno's eyes and then began to whimper at his partner. The older grey wolf looked up and then found himself moving. It took him a few minutes but soon Bruno was able to make a makeshift ladder from some boxes and use his Swiss army knife to cut the ropes binding the oversized wolf's wrist.
When Fenris dropped to the floor he wobbled before balancing himself and then looked to Bruno. The older male wasn't looking at him but at the floor and the scent of salt permeated the air along with the smell of cum and male lust. Growling and clenching his fangs together Fenris hobbled over to the other wolf and then did something totally out of character...
He licked Bruno on the nose.
The older wolf looked up at his partner and then blinked when he saw an overfanged smirk on the scarred werewolf's face. Finding some confidence in himself as a partner...and as a friend Bruno reached out wrapped one arm around the larger Fenris and then steered them both out of that room.
Behind them...Fenris' tail was wagging....swishing some of the cum on his ass everywhere behind him...