Braided Silver
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The things people take for granted are amazing. Some people might not even consider that they have access to clean water, a place to live, hot food, and a place to get clean. Others consider any one of those a precious commodity and to give or receive it would be a great deal. The worst live in excess and do their best not only to keep what they have, but take more for themselves.
Tavi didn't exactly have a lot for himself, but life was just barely comfortable enough that he was never wanting. His father was a skilled craftsmen and would often head to neighboring towns to sell the small trinkets he made in bigger markets. Valerus was a big city, but had a lot more working people who also tried to make a living. As a result the people relied heavily on their trade with more prosperous cities to get the food or money they needed
His father had left earlier in the morning and would be back in a few days with enough money to last them until the next month. Meanwhile, the young fennec would stay home and work on his own skills so that he might be able to contribute to their income. He was improving, though it would be years until his skills came close to that of his father.
It was one of the hotter days the year had seen so far, and the fennec had the windows of the house open, letting a light breeze cross through to try and keep cool. Thankfully, there were only a few more hours until sun down, and the temperature would drop mercifully.
His concentration on his work was shot for the day, and he still had to eat dinner. There was rice to prepare, but it had been a couple days since he'd gotten any meat, and he had just enough money left to buy some game bird. It would be a welcome treat for the night.
Buy food, get clean, cook, and then sleep. It sounded like as good a plan as any, and Tavi begrudgingly pulled some clothes on to face the oppressive heat of the city in a decent fashion. He battened down the big, wooden windows to secure the house and took out to the streets.
Valerus could be described in one word and, depending on Tavi's mood, it was usually "brown". The buildings were built out of the same wood, and the streets were worn earth, or clay. Plants didn't grow well within the city walls, and crops had to be imported. The city had been laid out in nice, even rows and rectangular plots, making everything practical and easy to find, but left little for design or artistry. The fennec longed to travel to the bigger cities and see the colors and ostentatious architecture and decadent designs.
The market place was a few streets over from where he lived with his father, and it was busy at this time of day as people picked up any supplies they might need for making food for the night. Tavi spotted the vendor he needed, Barnes, and waited patiently behind a few other city folk before purchasing a game bird with the last of his coin. It was a bit fatter than normal, and his mouth watered, knowing he'd be able to make enough for two meals.
As he was turning to leave, he nearly bumped into a large, shaggy, feral wolf. The beast was bigger than any of the dogs that wandered around town, and Tavi thought he might be able to ride the wolf as a horse if it were any larger. The creature was sitting obediently next to a tall man at the next vendor, arguing about the price of some of the smaller game hens.
"Please," the man, a large jackal, said, gesturing down at the feral wolf with one paw. "I'm not trying to sell you short at all. I would just like to get enough food for myself and my companion and have money to shelter us while we're here."
"And I told you that I'm not a damn merchant," the gruff tiger said, crossing his arms over his chest. "I'll give you food if that's what you want, but I'm not paying you any coin. Have you tried selling it the other merchants in town?"
The jackal grit his teeth, drumming his fingers on the counter. "I did. They said that they have no use for the blade," he said, and Tavi's eyes traveled to the sword at the man's side.
It was probably true enough that no merchant would buy it here. They were a peaceful city, and spears were more of the weapon of choice among the guards. A sword was a soldier's weapon, and there were none of those in town.
Tavi studied the man more. He was older, maybe a few years younger than his father, but not many. He had fur that Tavi presumed would have been black if not covered in dust and dirt from traveling, and his clothes were equally filthy. He had long, shaggy brown hair and deep, blue eyes. One of his arms was in a makeshift sling to keep it immobilized and the fennec could see a small, braided band of silver on one finger.
"Well if they have no use for it, then I won't have any use for it. I'm sorry. I can't afford to give you any coin for the piece, no matter how finely made it is. I'll give you five game birds for it," the tiger said.
It wasn't a fair price, and both men knew it. Tavi knew it. He saw the jackal glance down at the large wolf, and the beast's tail wagged lazily against the dusty road. "He needs the meat," the man muttered, and Tavi saw the man's hand move towards the scabbard at his side.
The fennec wasn't certain what had ran through his mind in those few seconds, but he felt his heart tighten in his chest as he watched the jackal unfasten the sword from his belt with one hand. Maybe it was the look of care on his face when he looked to his pet, or the selfless act of giving up his possessions for someone who needed it, but the fennec couldn't stand by.
"Wait," he said, reaching out and putting a small, tan paw on the jackal's much larger one. "Sir, please. If you'd like, I'll give you my game," he said, holding up the paper-wrapped package for the man to see. "You don't have to give up the sword."
The jackal's eyes widened, and behind him, the tiger's narrowed. "Kid, you don't have to do that..." the man said, smiling gratefully but holding up a paw to decline the offer.
"It's alright. I can get more," Tavi lied, bowing his head. "I don't mind at all. I'd like to help," he said honestly.
"That's very kind of you," the jackal said, looking back to his wolf and then to the small fox. "Are you certain?"
Tavi didn't have to think about it at all, and he gave a quick nod, smiling. "Yes. I have plenty of rice at home, too, if you'd like. It would help make the meat last longer for you both."
The look of gratitude on the man's face was unmistakable and he glanced down at the sword in his hand before carefully attaching it. "That would be more generous than I deserve," he said.
"It's no trouble," Tavi replied, bowing his head. "Will you come with me?"
The jackal nodded and motioned for the large wolf to follow.
Tavi led the way back through town, his heart racing unexpectedly at the satisfied feeling of what he was about to do. He'd never been in a position to help someone before, though others had often helped him or his father. At times he'd felt guilty that he couldn't offer anything in return, but being able to pay it forward was a nice feeling.
"Here we are," he said, holding the door open for the man and his dog, closing it behind them. He quickly went about, reopening the windows to let in air.
The jackal stepped inside, running a paw over the back of the wolf's head and clicking his tongue; the beast sat. "Thank you very much... ah, I didn't ever get your name."
"Tavi," the boy said, bowing his head politely.
"Tavi," the jackal repeated. "My name is N'thak, and my companion's name is Varl."
"It's nice to meet you," Tavi said, bowing his head again. "Are you traveling through here?"
N'thak nodded and shifted his weight to one leg, petting over his wolf's ears. "For tonight, yes. I intend to continue towards the capital city. Don't typically stay in one place for long," he said. "There's a stream not far from here, to the north, and it would be a good place to stay and wash up."
Tavi's eyes widened. Not many people would change spending the night outside the city walls in these parts. Bandits, vagrants, and even beasts could be dangerous, and it wasn't worth the risk. The nights were also much colder than one might suspect given the warmth of the day, and it was easy to catch sickness. "You're welcome to stay here, if you'd prefer. It's safer, cleaner, and you won't freeze at night.
N'thak chuckled and looked down at himself. "I'm not certain that someone as filthy as me should stay here too long. I don't want to burden you, and the pair of us really should get washed up.
Tavi shook his head and waved a paw dismissively. "I can pump water into the bath here for you. I need to wash some of my clothes as well, anyway, and I can take care of yours."
If the jackal smiled wearily at the young kid and shook his head. "It's quite alright. You don't have to go through the trouble."
"It's no trouble," Tavi insisted. "Besides, if you wash tonight, you'll freeze to death being wet in the cold night. And if you wash before you travel tomorrow, you might just end up even dirtier than before you'd washed. At least here you can be dry and clean when you wake up," he said.
N'thak couldn't argue that point and tilted his head to one side in acquiescence. "Fair enough, kid. If you are certain it's no trouble."
The fennec smiled and beckoned the jackal into the washroom where a large, wooden tub was, big enough to fully immerse oneself in water. Tavi grabbed onto the hand pump and began working it in quick, familiar motions, watching as water began pouring out into the tub. It took some time to fill by hand, but there was never any shortage of water with the streams and rivers in the area.
N'thak stood at the door, his wolf behind him, and he looked on gratefully. "This means a lot, you know. Why would you do something like this for me?"
Tavi was sweating profusely now as he continued to work the pump, panting from exertion. "You looked like you needed the help, and... you were going to throw away your sword for nothing for your companion. I just thought that maybe I could do something."
The jackal nodded and stroked over Varl's ears, scritching lightly. "I'll wash my beast first, then. Then myself."
Tavi nodded and filled the basin halfway, taking off his shirt and wiping the sweat away. "Do you need any help?" he asked, nodding towards N'thak's slung arm.
"Ah..." N'thak glanced at his arm, flexing the fingers and moving it around. "It's still a bit tender. Not broken, but I shouldn't move the muscles around too much," he said. "Help would be appreciated."
It took a bit of encouragement to get the large wolf to jump into the basin of water, but he did so, and both Tavi and N'thak worked the soap through his shaggy fur, cleaning him of weeks of dirt, mud, and shed fur. N'thak didn't talk much of himself, so Tavi talked about his own life, and the skills he was trying to develop.
He talked about how he wanted to travel and go see things beyond just the smaller, dull city. N'thak told him of the places he'd been, enjoyed, and wanted to see more of, and Tavi let himself dream while they finished with the big wolf.
Once the tub had been emptied, and Tavi cleaned it of the excess fur, he went back to work pumping it full of water. Varl trotted around the house happily after having shaken off and settled down in the main room to rest and wait for food.
After the tub was full, N'thak began untying the sling around his neck, hissing out as he slowly extended his arm. "Mmm, don't ever pull a muscle, kid," he teased. "Not if you can help it."
"Here, um..." the fennec stepped over to the larger man, his paws moving to his shirt. "Let me help."
"Thanks," N'thak said, holding still why the smaller canine began undressing him.
Tavi had only intended to be helpful, but as he began pulling the jackal's shirt off, he felt a stirring between his legs. He'd had a friend that he played with on occasion a few years ago, when he was still figuring things out, but they'd grown apart since then, and Tavi had only his imagination to keep him company since. Here he had a bigger, stronger man in front of him and Tavi could see the fine layer of muscle beneath his short, dirty fur. His musk was powerful, too, from days on the road, and it only made Tavi's sheath tingle more in his pants.
N'thak showed no signs of noticing the fennec's sudden predicament as he let the younger kid strip him down. He watched with cool, passive eyes, ears turned towards the kid as he worked.
Tavi's paws faltered when he began untying the drawstring of the wolf's pants and his throat felt dry. The pants slid down N'thak's legs, revealing the thick, black sheath and low hanging balls. The jackal's musk hit him like a strong wave and the kid's eyes lingered enough for N'thak to notice, though he didn't say anything.
"Th-there," Tavi said, taking a step back and glancing back down to the jackal's sheath before looking away. His cheeks were flushed bright pink under his tan fur.
N'thak smirked to himself and looked down at his pants pooled around his feet. "Ahh, they're tied around my ankles." he said, lifting up one footpaw and then the other. "Helps keep them in place."
The fennec blinked a few times and swallowed. "Oh, uh... y-yeah," he said, slipping down to his knees, eyes flicking up to see that the jackal's sheath was level with his face.
He quickly turned his attention to N'thak's feet and found the drawstring around each ankle, untying them and helping the man step free of the rest of his clothes. When he stood up, he couldn't help but notice the hint of pink at the tip of the jackal's sheath and he had to force himself to tear his gaze away.
N'thak eased himself into the wooden basin and closed his eyes gratefully. "Ah... it'll feel so nice to be clean again," he said, dunking himself beneath the water brushing his hair back over his shoulders.
"I'm... I'm gonna go start making food for you and Varl," Tavi said, bowing his head to the jackal and ducking out of the room. His cock ached in his pants and he was sorely tempted to take care of himself before starting food, but he was too nervous with the man so nearby.
Cooking at least took his mind off of things; he was able to push the images away and focus on the food. He made enough rice for the three of them, setting aside some of it for the dog's portion before adding seasoning and a few vegetables to the rest.
The sun had just started to set, and Tavi wiped sweat from his brow as he went back to the washroom to check on N'thak. The jackal was standing out of the basin, coming through his hair with fingers and holding his arm up against his chest.
"There's food in the kitchen for you both. Both of yours is the one with meat," he said, emptying the basin and starting to pump it full of water again.
N'thak nodded and stood in the doorway, watching the fennec. "It's fine, I'll wait to eat until you're ready, too," he said, smiling thoughtfully.
Tavi glanced to the naked jackal and then back to what he was doing, his cheeks red. "If you wish. I shouldn't be long," he said.
Once the basin was full, he kept his back to the jackal as he stripped down, hiding his semi-erection from the man as he dipped into the water. He wasn't nearly as dirty as either of them were, and was just sweaty from the day. He cleaned off quickly and they talked more about some of the far reaches of the world where the jackal had been, filling Tavi's imagination with all sorts of wondrous places.
It gave the young kid time to get used to having the older man standing around naked, too, since his clothes were far too filthy to actually put back on. Tavi would have to clean them before the night was out. By the time he'd finished washing off, his arousal had died down, and his shyness waned enough that he could stand naked in front of the larger canine.
They sat at the table in the living area and ate dinner together, the large wolf chowing down hungrily on his bowl of bird and rice. The sun had gone down, and after dinner, Tavi battened down the windows once more to keep the house from getting too cold.
"When you get older, do you plan on doing all that exploring you dream of?" N'thak asked as he watched Tavi start washing his clothes in the basin.
"Maybe," the fennec said, frowning thoughtfully. "I don't know much about the rest of the world, really. I mean, I've learned about it, but I've never been. And the only people I know are here in the city."
"True," the jackal said. "But it can be good experience. Though if you can afford a horse, I'd recommend that," he said with a chuckle.
Tavi laughed and looked back over his shoulder at N'thak. "What about Varl? He's big enough to be used as a horse for some."
"Also true," N'thak said, smiling warmly. "But wolves aren't for riding. He's just my companion and protector. It's hard to sneak up on me while I'm sleeping with him around."
The fennec wrung the clothes out by hand and hung them up, turning back to the jackal and sighing contently. "There. When you leave, you'll have clean, dry clothes, at least," he said.
N'thak stared at Tavi for a few seconds before nodding. "Thank you. You didn't have to do any of this."
"It's not a big deal," Tavi said quietly, rubbing the back of his neck as he looked away.
"It is, even if you don't think so," N'thak said, stepping forward and putting his good paw on the boy's shoulder and giving it a firm squeeze.
Tavi's skin tingled where the jackal touched him and his face flushed. He returned the warm smile and looked down. "Ah, well... I'm sure you are tired... You can sleep in my bed. I'll take my father's," he said, walking out of the room and moving into his own.
Varl had taken it upon himself to explore the small house and had climbed up on Tavi's bed, sprawling out in a pile of shaggy, grey fur. Tavi blinked at the dog, seeing the large bulk of wolf covering the bed in its entirety.
N'thak groaned and shook his head. "Dumb wolf. I'll move him off," he said, moving to step past Tavi.
"No no, it's fine. Um. You can take my dad's bed, I'll..." his voice trailed off as he thought about where he'd actually sleep, thought it wouldn't be the first time he'd have to sleep on the floor.
"No, I'm not leaving you on the floor." N'thak said, tugging on Tavi's shoulder. "Come on. I'm sure we can both fit on it."
Tavi's heart raced and he stepped towards his dad's room, though the bed wasn't much bigger than his own. "Both? Um..."
N'thak walked over and sat on the edge, looking up at Tavi, a small smile spreading over his lips. "I saw you looking..."
The fennec's face went red and his large ears perked up high. "Wh-what? No, I was just... um."
"Look, I'm tired, you're probably tired, and I'm leaving before the sun comes up..." he said, carefully laying down along the bed and scooting towards the wall. "Life's too short to be shy or nervous about this. Who knows if we'll meet again?"
Tavi's pulse was quick and he felt very thirsty. "I... okay," he whispered, taking a few steps to the bed and sitting on the edge. N'thak looked up at him with those deep, blue eyes and Tavi saw his own need mirrored there.
He lay out along the bed, facing the older canine in the dark room. N'thak could only lay on his back, injured arm resting flat against the bed and immobile, but his head was turned towards the young boy, silently watching. "Have you ever done... well..."
Tavi nodded and scooted closer, pressing his chest against N'thak's side, lifting his head as the wolf's good arm slipped under it. He rest one small, tan paw on the jackal's chest, feeling the strong physique for the first time. "Y-yeah. It's been a while, though."
"I know what that's like," N'thak murmured, closing his eyes halfway and tilting his muzzle towards the ceiling. "You're young, though. You'll have lots of time to get experience."
Tavi just nodded and closed his eyes, taking a deep breath and resting his head up in the crook of the man's arm. "You saw me looking?"
N'thak let out a good-natured laugh and stretched his legs out on the bed. "Yeah. I didn't think anything of it at first. I thought you were just trying to be helpful, but then you took my pants down and just... stared for a while," he chuckled. "I realized then that you were just being more than helpful."
The fennec blushed and felt himself smiling. "I wasn't trying to have an excuse or anything," he admitted. "I was just trying to help, but..."
"But you liked what you saw?" N'thak asked, looking down at the fennec with a raised eyebrow.
Tavi's eyes opened and he glanced down along the jackal's chest, past his paw, where the heavy, enticing sheath lay. "Yeah, I did."
N'thak's chest rumbled approvingly and leaned his muzzle close to one of the large, tan ears, giving it a quick nip. "Mmm, even if I'm old enough to be your father?"
The fennec's body shuddered at the attention to his ears and he let out a breathy sigh. "Oooh, it doesn't matter to me. You're nice, and I liked talking to you about your travels," he said softly.
"If you were a bit older, and I didn't have something to take care of, I'd invite you to come with me," the jackal said, rubbing Tavi's shoulder and back as he held the boy to his side.
Tavi's eyes widened and he looked up at the man. "Really? Why?"
"You're a good person. Little young, but still a good person. In the end, that'd make you a good partner to have along on an adventure," N'thak said, brushing his muzzle along the fennec's smaller one. "And I think you're pretty cute. That definitely doesn't hurt things."
The fennec's eyes fluttered closed and he rubbed his muzzle back along the jackal's, entertaining the thought of wandering the world with the jackal and seeing all sorts of places. "If I was older?"
N'thak nodded and dipped his muzzle a bit to press his lips to Tavi's, kissing him softly. The fennec's heart beat against his chest and he returned the kiss eagerly, the paw on the jackal's chest lightly digging claws into the fur there.
"If you were older," N'thak said once the kiss ended. "Then I'd take you with me. But your father is here, you're still growing, and have your life ahead of you."
"For now," Tavi said, rubbing his fingers over the flat muscles of the jackal's stomach, going lower until his paw closed around the thick sheath. "But I'm old enough for this, right?"
N'thak let out a soft hiss through clenched teeth, fingers digging against Tavi's back. "Only just," he said with a dry chuckle. "I've been on the road long enough that your experiences are probably more recent than my own."
Tavi nodded slowly, his head resting on the jackal's breast to watch his paw stroke up and down over that furry pouch. His fingers gripped the whole thing, stroking it back and forth over the pink length inside, more and more becoming exposed with every heartbeat.
His own shaft had slipped out completely and was pressing insistently against the jackal's hip, pre dripping out into the clean, black fur. Tavi watched in wonder as the length under his paw grew, sheath skinning back more and more until nearly eight inches were exposed to the dark room. Beads of pre sprinkled from the tip, landing on N'thak's stomach, and Tavi's mouth watered, wanting a taste.
The jackal watched through half-lidded eyes as the boy scooted down against the mattress, rolling over to straddle one of his legs. Tavi's muzzle hovered just over the jackal's length, his hot breath washing over the cool flesh as his paw continued to tease over it.
The young fennec could smell the heady musk from the jackal even after the bath, and leaned his muzzle closer, jerking back suddenly when a spray of pre hit his cheek, startling him. He heard N'thak chuckle and felt his cheeks blush at his own naivety.
"It tends to do that," N'thak said, reaching down to pet over Tavi's ears, scratching affectionately.
Tavi nodded and lowered his muzzle again, pre spattering across his face as he leaned in and brushed his muzzle against it, feeling the heat coming from it as he nuzzled against it, tongue exploring out against the side, tracing one of the thick veins.
N'thak's paw relaxed and he let the young kid work, his eyes slowly closing as he just enjoyed the attention. A second paw joined the first and N'thak let out a low rumble of approval as his heavy balls were squeezed teasingly.
Tavi felt as he were rolling around iron weights in his paw as he hefted the jackal's sac. It was large and impressively heavy, and he could see why the jackal's shaft was constantly dripping against his face now. He dragged his tongue up along the underside before his lips parted and he slid his muzzle down over a few inches of the jackal's length.
His senses were alight with the jackal's taste and he could feel pre spitting out against his tongue and the roof of his mouth. It was a never-ending stream and he had to swallow a few times as he tested how far he could slide down over N'thak's length. It tickled the back of his throat and he gagged, pulling back to halfway and just teasing over the rest with his paw.
N'thak moaned when those lips dragged down over his shaft. It had been so long, and the kid might not be experienced, but was plenty eager. His cock pulsed and twitched in Tavi's muzzle, leaking enough that he could see pre running from the corners of the kid's muzzle.
Tavi bobbed his muzzle back and forth, sucking gently. His own cock was hard between his legs, a line of pre hanging down from the tip to the jackal's leg he was straddling. It had been so long since he'd done this, and his friend hadn't been nearly this size, but he knew that he would have to try and go further with the man.
N'thak's shaft popped free of his muzzle as Tavi pulled off and he slid off the bed. "I... I want you to take me," he said, rubbing his paws nervously down his chest, looking down at the jackal.
"Are you sure?" N'thak asked, carefully sitting up, mindful of his arm.
Tavi nodded, looking down over the jackal's body to the thick length resting between his legs. His own stuck out in front of him, half the size, but no less hard. "I might not get the chance again... life's short, right?"
N'thak stood up and hugged Tavi to his chest, their length's pressing together as the jackal stooped to kiss him fiercely. Tongues twisted against each other and when they pulled apart the young fennec swayed on his feet, dizzy with lust. "Lay on your back," N'thak whispered.
Tavi turned around and lay down, spreading his legs and looking up at the older man, watching as the jackal sank to his knees, using his hand to pull the fennec effortlessly to the edge of the mattress. He gasped as he felt that broad, wet tongue tease up from his pucker across his balls. The tongue teased back down, wetting his entrance before it pushed inside.
The fennec's head fell back on the bed and he moaned out, gripping the sheets with both paws as his passage was teased and licked by the jackal. It was a strange, alien feeling, but oddly arousing, and when the jackal would push deep, his cock would flex and spit up a few drops of pre onto his stomach.
N'thak did his best to get the small fox prepared and then stood up, guiding Tavi's legs around his waist. "Just tell me if I need to stop, okay?" he said.
Tavi nodded and did his best to relax as that thick cock nestled up between his cheeks, pre shooting out against his slick hole. Then it began pushing in. It hurt quite a bit at first, but once he'd gotten around the first inch or so, the pain lessened. He'd had practice with a few implements he had around the house, but it was nothing like the real thing.
N'thak grit his teeth as the warmth of the fennec's passage squeezed down over his cock. He pushed in until the swell of his knot was kissing the stretched passage, and just held himself there, his paw holding onto the fennec's legs. "Ooh... too long," he said quietly.
The fennec's eyes watered as he felt that huge length push into him and almost cried out for the jackal to stop, but his mind wasn't on the same page as his mouth. He whimpered openly and his head thrashed from one side to the other until he felt the thick girth at his entrance, too big to force inside. "Nngh... I... I... ooh," Tavi muttered, trying to form a coherent sentence.
The jackal's paw slipped down to find the smaller, knotted length, giving it a firm squeeze and feeling it throb in his paw. "I'll give you a moment to adjust..." he whispered, flexing himself inside the smaller canine. He moaned at that simple feeling and knew that if he did that a few more times he'd probably cum from just that alone; after so long he knew that it wouldn't be a long mating for certain.
When he was confident the fox wasn't in much discomfort, he pulled out, smoothly sliding his length back in until his swollen knot begged for entrance. The fennec whined on the bed, but it was longer, drawn out, and had a hint of need behind the tone. N'thak moved his paw back to the fox's legs and held on as best he could with one arm, giving a few short, shallow humps.
Tavi's body was on fire from the feeling of being taken. It was something he'd only done a few times before, and he'd craved it ever since. N'thak was bigger than he probably should have taken without more practice, but the pain and discomfort he felt was fading, and it would still be worth any more that he felt tomorrow. Deep places inside him were being beaten upon regularly and it kept him rock hard and dripping.
N'thak clenched his teeth as he picked up speed, his heavy balls smacking against the mattress as he pulled the kid closer to the edge, humping in earnest now. There was no way he'd be able to tie with Tavi, no matter how badly his body wanted it; the kid was far too tight for that. He had to be satisfied with rocking his hips forward, grinding his cock against the boy's insides and watching him squirm and moan beneath him.
The fennec brought a paw down to his shaft and squeezed around the knot at the base, tugging on it needfully. He needed to get off while the jackal was thrusting into him, and from the sounds N'thak was making, he knew that they were drawing closer to the end. The force of the jackal's thrusts pushed him back along the mattress, and that strong arm would pull him right back down against that thick pole.
The jackal's balls drew up close to his body and he could feel that once-familiar tingling sensation traveling up from beneath his balls and along his cock. "Ooh, Tavi..." he whispered, body shaking. His paw pushed aside the kid's and he took over stroking, humping as hard as he could, his knot battering at the entrance desperately.
Tavi cried out as the jackal's strong paw gripped him fully, the thick cock beneath his tail plowing deep inside him. He came hard, ropes of cum shooting out over his chest and neck in several long, white spurts. His passage quivered and squeezed over the jackal's length and it felt twice as large as it had before.
N'thak couldn't take it any longer and he slumped over the fox, kissing him hard as his cock burst like a dam, cum flooding the fennec's passage with hot seed. It poured back out over the underside of the fennec's tail and the inside of his thighs, leaving him a sticky mess. The jackal's legs shuddered and he held himself inside the young canine, emptying his balls thoroughly.
Tavi could feel each strong spurt of seed shooting up inside him and the warmth spreading through him. It soaked into his fur around his stretched hole and he whined into the kiss, weakly throwing his arms around N'thak's neck.
They stayed like that for a few more minutes before the jackal pulled out, leaving a trail of sticky seed against the bed that Tavi would have to clean later. Both were far too tired for any clean up now, though, and soon found themselves in their starting position with Tavi resting in the crook of N'thak's arm as they drifted off to sleep.
Morning came soon for them both, N'thak wanting to leave before the sun could come up. Tavi helped the older jackal get dressed, unashamedly brushing his muzzle up along the jackal's sheath as he dressed the man. There was only time for a few quick, teasing gropes and kisses before the jackal insisted he had to leave.
Tavi walked alongside N'thak, Varl on the other side, as they headed for the gates. "Do you think I'll see you again ever?"
"Perhaps. If I'm ever this way, I'll stop by. And if you ever go adventuring on your own..." he chuckled and ruffled the fennec's ears, glancing around before leaning down to kiss Tavi softly.
The fennec's heart ached as that kiss broke, and the pair embraced tightly, careful not to put any pressure on the slung arm. "I'll never forget you at any rate," he said, tears forming in the corners of his eyes.
"Nor I you, kid," N'thak said, pulling away and offering him a solemn smile. "Take care. Thank you for all that you did," he said, bowing his head.
Tavi nodded and kept his muzzle shut, knowing that if he opened it again while watching the jackal leave through the gate that it would only be sad sobs that came out. He stayed strong and turned around, walking back towards his house.
It was still earlier than he tended to wake up and he closed the door behind him, walking towards his own room, ready for more sleep. Tavi tossed his shirt onto the floor and dropped his pants. Something clicked on the wooden boards and his large ears perked up, looking down for the source of the noise.
Metal glinted on the ground and he reached down, picking up the curious object and peering at it in the dim light of the early morning. A braided silver ring glistened in his paw and Tavi stared at it, remembering seeing it upon the jackal's finger and he slipped it over his own. It was much too big for his own, and he knew it would be, but it made him smile all the same.
He placed it carefully on his end table and lay on the bed, staring at it before his eyes closed, a smile across his face. He would find the jackal again one day and return the ring.