Marriage of the Century
#4 of Ciriansis: Ta'hrekk's Story
A/N: Sorry for the delay in continuing this...life happens. I'll always be writing even though I may have slowed down a bit, so for those who enjoy this series, I won't stop or end it abruptly.
This story has a bit more character progression, but never fear - I have plenty more stories in the series to write where the yiff don't stop ;)
Nevertheless, hope you enjoy!
Thanks to Cyan for his inspiration and permissions/references to his story ^_^.
"Thank you. I shall invite my son to acquaint with you and Shala."
The older, scar-ridden wolf nodded. A younger wolf stood beside him with her paws clasped in front of her shimmering robe. Her eyes gently reflected the pale moon that illuminated the ivory bark of the trees, radiating its lapis-lazuli glow. The deep, blue radiance complemented the azure fur around her forehead that spread up to the tips of her ears, and down, level to her muzzle. An elder wolf stood tall to the opposite of her, beside his wife. He smiled, stretching the black ceremonial markings that were detailed along the snow-white fur of his face, gazing at the beautiful figure in front of him.
"Pray you my dear, my son would be more than happy to oblige to your needs" he said.
His wife shifted her head, only slightly to jingle her headdress of feathers and dream catchers. Her long, white fur stretched behind her head and down to her lower back. The silver locks that tied the hair in queues clattered gently as the night wind breezed across the forest.
"Shala my dear. This will be the marriage of the century. It lies in your hands, as well as my son's, and the bond will certainly rejuvenate our tribes' relationship. Alas, I trust my son would not fail to care for a gorgeous wolf like you" she said.
Shala bowed her head. Her father beside her laid his paw encouragingly on her back. She spoke with a silky voice. "Thank you. I look forward to meet with him."
A distance away, a male wolf stared at the scene in front of him. The bush where he knelt remained flat on the ground as the snow-furred wolf stood up, only to collapse on the ivory tree beside him. The voices of the conversation echoed malignantly in his thoughts as he attempted to straighten himself. Leaping onto his feet, the wolf dashed away from the woods, leaving a gust of leaves behind.
Ta'hrekk slowly slit his eyes open, letting the dark cavernous light seep though his eyelids. He quickly grabbed his head and moaned in pain, feeling direly hung-over from the night before. He tried to recollect his memory, but after failing miserably he assumed that Rjeyk, Kreivan, and himself were engaged in some lustful, carnal sex because of the aromas of musk and semen that filled the air around him.
The maroon coyote slumped off the leather couch and stood on all fours, stretching his muscles throughout his body. He then stood up tall and shook himself slightly; the smooth fur shifting back and forth like meadow grass in the open wind. Ta'hrekk glanced at the couch beside him where a snow-wolf lay nearly naked; his chest shined with mysterious black markings as it moved up and down with his breathing. He noticed the wolf's face was contorted with anguish and discomfort which, to Ta'hrekk's dismay, was contrary to the wolf's usual, serene personality. Ta'hrekk decided it was better to leave Rjeyk in his slumber, regardless of the wolf's uneasy shifts and murmuring.
Ta'hrekk lazily strolled into the modern kitchen, which to his confusion, was oddly positioned in the corner of the dark cave. Wanting something to rejuvenate his weary state, the coyote fumbled around with the water-bath warmer, only to suddenly recall his blunder he made the night before that caused his hangover. He found it ironic that werewolf seed rejuvenates vitality, yet the side effect of severe arousal rendered the drinker hung-over the next day after a lengthy night of lustful sex. Ta'hrekk carefully pulled a glass out of the warmer, ensuring that it was indeed milk, before clamping his muzzle on the glass edge while tipping his head back. The warm liquid soothed the inside of his maw and continued to flow down his chest, warming every part of his body it touched. Behind him, Ta'hrekk heard disgruntled groans across the room. Rjeyk stirred awake and sat up on the couch. His face looked sullen and weary; an expression that Ta'hrekk had never seen on him.
"You alright?" Ta'hrekk asked.
Rjeyk looked up at the nearly-naked coyote who was casually leaning on the kitchen counter. "Yes, I am fine."
Ta'hrekk immediately knew he was hiding something. He had the urge to find out.
"You were mumbling in your sleep. It seemed like you had a dream that stirred you up a little" he said.
Rjeyk remained silent. He looked down onto the Persian rug that horribly matched with the surrounding furniture; his headdress of dream catchers and wolf-tail charms jingled faintly around the dark cave. With a worried look on his face, Ta'hrekk walked back to the couches and sat heavily on the couch beside Rjeyk. He placed his paw on his thigh, gently rubbing it up and down. Rjeyk twitched his nose slightly and leaned his head on the coyote's cream-furred chest. Ta'hrekk blinked. He felt deeply concerned for his friend as he tried to contemplate why Rjeyk would suddenly lose his cheerful, tranquil spirit. Rjeyk felt a farm ribbon of flesh sweep across the top of his head, murring mildly to the comforting touch. He looked up see the red coyote lovingly wrap his arms around his neck. The two kept their positions for what seemed like eternity; their bodies warming to each other's touch. Ta'hrekk bested his prodding curiosity and decided to leave Rjeyk in his thoughts as he stroked the wolf's snow-white chest fur.
A large shadow crept across the room, enlargening itself towards the two canines. Both Rjeyk and Ta'hrekk looked at the door to see a large, blue werewolf; his naked, well-built body easily visible even in the minimal light in the cave. He held a bundle of items in his paws as he walked towards the two. He stood teasingly close to Ta'hrekk, purposely positioning his large bulging loincloth right as his face. The coyote chuckled and playfully pushed the aroused werewolf away. To Ta'hrekk relief, Rjeyk smiled slightly; the first time in a day.
"Not now Kreivan" Ta'hrekk said.
Kreivan nodded. "I know, I know. I told you I'll get you back later for last night; but I know you two are off to an important trip so I won't stall you any longer. Come back alive so I can have another round of your rumps later!"
Rjeyk couldn't help himself and burst out laughing. His uneasy feelings seemed to be washed away. "Hah! Thank you for the whole-hearted encouragement. You have made me realize that I would rather die fighting than to come back only to be forced to submit for such a lust-driven werewolf."
"Hmph. We'll see about that." Kreivan said, giving a disapproved grunt. His low, raspy voice echoed off the damp cavern walls. "Anyways, I've packed some items that you two might need on your trip. You'll need to pass through the Maça Snowfields before reaching the wastelands, where you'll find the behemoth there." Kreivan then shook his head. "I can't stay out long above these grounds, especially during the day. I can only pop in and out quickly, but not for a full journey so I can't accompany you two." He turned and began walking towards the adjacent room. "Prepare yourselves while I get you a few last things."
Ta'hrekk nodded and approached the bundle of items that Kreivan left on the stone floor. He picked up the bundle and placed it on the glass coffee table. He sighed at the terrible match with the surrounding furniture.
"While you're at it Kreivan, you should steal yourself a décor book" he chuckled.
A voice boomed from the nearby room. "I tried that, but in my rush I stole a bunch of playboy magazines instead."
"Yeah, right." Ta'hrekk laughed to himself as he rummaged through the pile of items on the coffee table. He found a map, matches, a 1-pound propane tank, snow-fur ankle bracers, canteens, a pack of cards, a quick-open tent, spare loincloths, a guide book on keeping oneself warm, a fur jacket, and a spoon. Rjeyk looked at the pile in question. He separated the items he would find useful, leaving the others that he had never seen before.
Rjeyk looked bemused as he picked up the shiny, metal spoon. "Do tell me Krievan, what is the use of this silly human technology?"
Kreivan walked back into the main cave room, holding vials of white liquid in his paws. "I found most of them in the camping section at some human store called 'Walmart'. I overhead one human say these items were good for long trips in the wild."
Ta'hrekk looked at the werewolf with disbelief. "How did you get into a human store without being noticed?"
Kreivan smirked, packing the white vials into a medicine bag. "You know, I can transform into a human."
The coyote frowned. He had forgotten he was a lycan.
The werewolf continued. "But I tried something different. Instead of transforming, I snuck into the store, visited the clothing section first and told the human that I had werewolf syndrome and had excessive hair. She was pretty old and couldn't see that well, so she just gave me some human clothes to wear."
Ta'hrekk shook his head. "Quite clever, but you're still much more unusual than I have thought." However, he stored the information safely in his head. 'Who knows,' he thought, 'I might find that useful someday' as he mindlessly packed the familiar vials of white liquid.
The afternoon sun angled its rays down along the dust-ridden canyons where Ta'hrekk and Rjeyk shifted their paws alternately while climbing up the plateau side. The coyote nimbly worked his way up the walls on to the top, carrying an unusual assortment of items around his waist. Kreivan insisted on carrying all of the items he offered; threatening the two that if they refused, he would be much rougher with them after their journey. Rjeyk protested, claiming that they wouldn't return if they were under such circumstances. Kreivan only laughed in return, saying he would find them once he hears word of the behemoth's defeat, hoping they would be injured just enough for him to easily enslave them. Ta'hrekk only laughed then, watching Rjeyk giving up hope with such a ridiculous werewolf.
The humid winds of the plateau breezed across the maroon, silky fur as Ta'hrekk looked far across the horizon. The screams of his home echoed in his thoughts that fed the rising rage in his veins. He had only recently discovered that it was not the blue werewolves that had attacked his parents long ago, but the estranged, savage behemoth who were remorseless in mauling innocent lives. Ta'hrekk had never thought he would seek revenge with a companion, though he felt no regret with Rjeyk's company. He noticed the awkward feeling with snow-furred ankle braces around his paws, believing that any other type of clothing, other than his loincloth, would sever his speed down, but the wolf's convincing and silky voice was enough to persuade him. However, the coyote protested against wearing the fur coat even after they will have reached the snowfields. Rjeyk only smiled, glaring his deep, blue eyes with Ta'hrekk's. "If you refuse young one, I shall copy Kreivan's ways of persuasion and hump the living daylights out of you until you give in," he had said. Ta'hrekk wouldn't stop rolling on the floor with laughter with Rjeyk standing beside him, bewildered. The coyote admitted to himself that he loved when Rjeyk stepped out of his articulate way of speech and spoke out of character, using a mesh of obscenities and slang.
Ta'hrekk padded back and forth on the dusty orange rock of the plateau. The feeling of homesickness began to sprout itself in his chest, realizing how much he missed his home back in the Sas'bed canyons. He suddenly heard Rjeyk's muffled struggle as a white paw slowly gripped the edge of the plateau, then another.
"A...A little help young one?"
Ta'hrekk chuckled softly and reached his paw to grab Rjeyk's. The coyote then heaved himself backwards, watching the wolf suddenly hurling himself onto the flat surface of the plateau. He fell with his chest flat to the ground with his arms and legs splayed beside him. Rjeyk looked up awkwardly at Ta'hrekk, panting heavily. "How do you coyote lot live with this dusty, sweltering heat? Please don't tell me you climb rocks everyday!"
Ta'hrekk wrapped his arms around the fatigued wolf and pulled him up onto his footpaws. "Not my fault you live in a radiating blue forest near the mountains."
Rjeyk patted himself, dusting the sand and dirt from his silky, white fur. "Well then, I'll be surviving the next ice age then. Don't come crying to me when you're a frozen coyotecube."
Ta'hrekk grinned. "Looks like we're heading towards a global warming instead; quite unfortunate for you."
Rjeyk only grunted in disagreement. He pulled a water canteen off from his hip belt, and began downing the liquid in large gulps.
The air became cooler and thinner as the two continued to journey across the plateau. Rjeyk found himself sweating copiously, continuing to consume large volumes of water during his trip. Ta'hrekk began to worry for the wolf; his cheeks blushed red through his pure white fur. "I am fine" Rjeyk kept on saying, but Ta'hrekk doubted his friend's healthy status since he had said the exact same words earlier when it was obvious that the wolf wasn't fine. They continued to stroll along, when suddenly, the wolf's eyes widened with shock, staring past the coyote. Ta'hrekk looked into Rjeyk's eyes, reflecting a black object quickly enlarging itself.
"Duck!" Ta'hrekk yelled, hauling himself down onto the ground, but it was too late. The large bird hurled itself square on Rjeyk's chest, sending him flying near the edge of the plateau. The water canteens he was carrying flung hopelessly over the edge, some striking the side of the plateau walls, taking loose rocks and dirt that tumbled down the abyss. The bird then flew a perfect reverse arc back into the air for a second strike. Ta'hrekk grasped his paw around the metal handle of his dagger, staring the large avian beast straight in to its fiery eyes. The bird charged straight at Ta'hrekk with its wings widely spread. The large wingspan cast black shadows against the sunlit rock, creeping perilously towards its target. Ta'hrekk timed himself carefully, waiting cautiously as the beast dove closer and closer. At the exact moment when as the bird was a foot away from him, Ta'hrekk ducked down quickly, drawing and slashing the dagger opposite to the direction of the beast's flight.
Rjeyk pulled himself up, still dazed from his blow. He barely noticed the minor scratches across his muscle-toned chest as he looked up to see the avian beast shriek with pain, its flight pattern flustered as it tried to keep itself in the air.
"Throw the spoon in the direction of the sunlight!" Rjeyk heard, perking his pierced ears. Instinctively, the wolf grabbed his decorated staff on the ground and tossed the metal spoon from his med bag over the cliff. The large bird straightened itself and began to dive towards the falling spoon with its beak agape; the sun's reflective glow on the spoon gleamed in its eyes. Rjeyk closed his eyes, relaxing his face. Ta'hrekk watched the wolf's headdress jingle with the mountainous wind; his toned body stood tall, but relaxed. Rjeyk shifted his staff slowly from left to right when the beast was level with the plateau. The bird spontaneously burst into flames and swooped down towards the bottom of the cliff like a fire-lit arrow. Its shrieking halted at the bottom, leaving only silence in the air.
Rjeyk remained still and silent; only the brief gusts of wind echoed the air. Ta'hrekk watched his expression become wary as Rjeyk knelt with one knee on the dusty rock, still grasping his staff tightly with both his paws. He breathed heavily, panting with his tongue out to rid the excessive heat.
"This weather is atrocious, especially if it breeds something like that."
Ta'hrekk chuckled slightly and approached him, picking him up from the ground and supporting him on his shoulder. "If I can live in this, you can. And I would think you'd know that most birds are attracted to shiny objects."
Rjeyk only shook his head, his eyes fluttering shut. "I...I need to rest for a bit young one."
Ta'hrekk nodded, squinting his eyes to find shade. He successfully found a rare canyon tree near a few large stones and shifted himself, with Rjeyk's arms around his neck, towards the shade. The wolf collapsed down, laying on the ground as Ta'hrekk placed a piece of cloth behind his head as he rested it on a large rock behind him. Rjeyk panted in exhaustion. His tongue lolled out to the side as he shifted his head uneasily on the rock behind him while his eyelids fluttered up and down in the excruciating heat. Ta'hrekk looked wearily upon the snow wolf, his concern for his health raced in his mind.
"Hang on Rjeyk, I..I'll get the water."
Ta'hrekk hastily turned to their travel items and rummaged through the pile of junk. 'Oh why did we bring all this useless stuff...' he stormed at himself, cursing Kreivan for loading them with awkward items.
"The...canteens have fallen over the edge." Rjeyk rasped in a broken sentence. His breathing was short and sudden, making Ta'hrekk glance upon him anxiously. He quickly turned and darted near the edge of the cliff. Peering over the edge, the coyote only saw the endless depths of the cliff before noticing the streaks of spilt water along the sides of the plateau. Ta'hrekk cursed again, running much to fast and skidded on the dusty rock beside Rjeyk. He placed his paw onto the wolf's forehead before placing it under his chin. 'Too warm for a snow wolf' he thought to himself. He reached back upwards to feel his forehead again, scritching behind the white ears.
"No worries, you'll be ok...just relax and don't move around too much." Ta'hrekk found his voice peppered with uncertainty as he observed Rjeyk show all the symptons of heat exhaustion, each much more severe than usual. 'I can't let him go' he told himself. 'I can't let him drowse into a coma'. He knew Rjeyk's mind would be extremely hazy and unclear, hoping his mind would not shut down.
Ta'hrekk quickly nuzzled Rjeyk on the cheek, whispering encouraging words. "I'm here...just...stay awake for me k?" He turned and rummaged through the piles of travel items; the sunlight deepening the maroon color of his paws that viciously flung items to wherever.
Rjeyk slit open his eyes with the blazing sunlight quickly bombarding his blurred vision. He turned his head slightly, noticing a haze of a faint burgundy shape frantically searching for water. The wolf stared, his mind clogged with the blistering heat that fried his eyesight and a little of his hearing. He suddenly replayed a scene in his head, watching the coyote gaze at him caringly as his words were sounded blurred but compassionate. Rjeyk was confused whether his empowering emotion for Ta'hrekk was rapidly building or whether his mind was playing tricks because of the heat. The wolf continued to gaze tiredly at the maroon image as he felt the warm emotional knot grow soothingly in his chest. He had experienced a flow of lustful encounters with Ta'hrekk with Kreivan worsening the unforgettable nights of endless rounds of shameless sex. Rjeyk realized how much the coyote cared for him regardless as his passionate feelings for Ta'hrekk grew quickly. He had never loved another so dearly before; the unfamiliar emotion swelled and diffused through his body as the wolf only gazed - Ta'hrekk's amber eyes glared worriedly at the useless pile with his fur blowing lightly with the humid wind. Rjeyk opened his mouth slightly, only to quickly close it again. He felt an unusual urge to blurt out his undeniable love for the coyote, but the words spread silently across his muzzle. His clouded mind quickly surged a wave of passion through his body, experiencing a bombardment of emotions through his head.
To Ta'hrekk's brief delight, he found a few small vials of Kreivan's seed lay hidden within the fur coat. At small note slipped out and onto the floor. Ta'hrekk glanced at the well-written handwriting on the piece of paper.
'Bon voyage! Take these to heal your wounds and call me for aid ;) Love, Kreivan.'
Ta'hrekk sighed. 'Only Kreivan would think of such a thing' he thought, before turning to the splayed wolf. "This is all I have...I..might have to leave you for a bit to find some water...but for now drink this to rejuvenate yourself."
Rjeyk put on a wary, coy smile. "I am very sure you carry more for my liking, young one."
Ta'hrekk stared into the horizon, scanning for any close bodies of water. "I know it isn't much and it'll send you into a horn-crazed rave, but you'll have to take some while I search..." He cut off suddenly, finally registering the wolf's suggestive words.
Rjeyk gazed into the eyes of whom he loves, yearns, desires. "I will not last long with this. My dehydration will be satisfied with what you can offer..." Rjeyk trailed, eyeing the obvious bulge between Ta'hrekk's legs.
Ta'hrekk shifted slightly, trying to steer Rjeyk away from his crotch. "Rjeyk...not now. Drink what we have for now and I'll be back as soon as possible with water, I promise."
Rjeyk lifted his head up regardless of his depleted strength. He knew Ta'hrekk's concern was far greater than his desire, and decided to take action himself. "I need a much larger quantity of fluids young one...please forgive me."
The snow wolf suddenly leapt with all his strength towards the shocked coyote, pinning him onto the canyon tree that shaded the pair from the searing sunlight. Ta'hrekk's back lay slanted on the tree as his hips were locked within Rjeyk's paws, pulling them away from the tree onto an elevated piece of rock. The snow wolf teasingly nuzzled the furred, bulging loincloth of his mate, sending jitters up the coyote's spine. "Whether you like it or not, this is what I need for me to survive this heat exhaustion." Rjeyk quietly muttered, staring up into Ta'hrekk's deep eyes.
Ta'hrekk only looked down to gaze back into the wolf's azure eyes, watching him quickly pull down his loincloth, exposing his sheath and balls. He knew from his aid training that anyone experiencing heat exhaustion is to intake as many fluids as soon as possible. "W...whatever you need to stay awake."
Rjeyk nuzzled the loins hanging freely in front of him, taking deep breaths to replace the hazy heat in his mind with the sweet musk of his mate. Though his mouth felt parched, the wolf salivated as he quickly muzzled the hanging maroon orbs, swirling them like jawbreakers in his mouth. Ta'hrekk gasped suddenly; Rjeyk's movements were sudden and thorough unlike their previous sessions of foreplay. He watched the white head below work away at his groin. The warm, thick tongue lapped the entire surface of each testicle while the inner walls of the mouth suckled and teased sending surges of electricity up Ta'hrekk's spine.
Pulling away, Rjeyk looked up at the canine, smiling to see him already panting and fatigued. "I hope you last long, young one, for I have quite a work to do to dry you up."
Ta'hrekk opened his mouth to reply, only to suddenly feel a hot muzzle clamp around his semi-erect member which quickly disappeared within the wolf below. Rjeyk was merciless; he quickly mouthed the entire shaft deep into this throat before pulling back to bob forward again, twisting his head from side to side. With his repeated motions, the wolf danced his tongue up and down the hardened coyote meat, coating it with pre and saliva while shifting his head back and forth with his muzzle tightly pursed around it. Ta'hrekk gasped and moaned without a care of whoever heard his pleasured cries as Rjeyk gripped his paw at the base, holding his lover's cock tightly while the other paw coursed through the soft, maroon fur on his inner thigh. The warm orifice that ruthlessly milked the coyote's thick shaft quickened its pace, occasionally releasing his oral grip holding the shaft high to lick the underside of his cock thoroughly before resuming his repeated motions. Even with his mind clouded with heat stroke, love, exhaustion, and passion, Rjeyk's darting tongue every square inch of the reddened member in his mouth.
Ta'hrekk threw his head back, only to lean forward again gritting his teeth to grip his paws around the snow wolf's head, aiding the bobbing motions over his erected shaft. "Ohhh...Rjeyk...ugggnnn" he managed to whimper before he began mindlessly thrusting himself in and out of his mouth, feeling the walls expand and contract as Rjeyk suckled the meatstick like a young pup and his mother. He was severely dehydrated, but he prepared himself to drink every last drop of love juice from his mate. He let Ta'hrekk's paws firmly grip his head as the coyote shoved his cock upwards, back and forth from the wolf's tightly closed mouth. Rjeyk slid his paw back and forth through the soft fur of his mate's inner thigh while there other fondled his hanging jewels that began to swell closer to his body, ready for release. He held his oral grip around the invading shaft that pumped rapidly in and out, ensuring his tongue flickered around the crown of the coyote cockhead waiting for the reviving taste of sweet coyote cream. It only took a few hard thrusts before Ta'hrekk let out a wail of pleasure before cramming his entire dick all the way in Rjeyk's mouth. Feeling his penis twitch around his mouth, the wolf shifted his head up and opened his mouth over the swollen tip with his tongue slightly out to support the aching shaft.
Even under the waves of sheer ecstasy that was exploding in his loins, Ta'hrekk managed to quickly glance at Rjeyk who only looked up and smiled, gently sliding his tongue back and forth the underside of Ta'hrekk's cock to finish him off.
"Oh..you....you're such a tease...mmmgnnn" the coyote panted before howling loudly, thrusting his hips forward. Ta'hrekk watched his cock erupt short streams of thick, creamy liquid into Rjeyk's welcoming mouth, some landing dead on to his eager tongue. The wolf was satisfied with his work, watching his mate growl and pout from his explosive orgasm. He chuckled, knowing how much of a turn-on it is to watch oneself ejaculate a large load of semen into their lover's mouth, observing the white liquid accumulate within. A delightful mix of pleasure and endorphins continued to batter Ta'hrekk's nerves as his cock slowed to a trickle, accumulating the final load of cum onto Rjeyk's tongue. Grinning deviously, the wolf closed his eyes and mouthed the cock tip, drinking the lake of coyote seed in his mouth while squeezing Ta'hrekk's balls to milk the final drops of semen that slowly ebbed out of his spent shaft. The warm liquid felt rejuvenating and refreshing down Rjeyk's throat; his mind cleared from the hazy heat and his mouth salivated even more, hungry for another load of refreshment. His thirst was initially satisfied, but the wolf knew he needed more to survive the scorching heat. He pulled his head back to release the rod from his mouth, a sticky trail of saliva and cum hung between them as Rjeyk licked the dripping coyote milk from his lips. He looked up to see Ta'hrekk's eyes fluttering open to gaze back into his lover's eager eyes.
"I...I hope that helps my love..." Ta'hrekk struggled to say, bending down slightly to lick Rjeyk's snowy fur on his head before nipping his ears teasingly.
Rjeyk chuckled, nuzzling the red-furred nutsack. "I'll need more of this to survive the heat of the day. It is not over young one, for I hope you can supply me with more of what I need."
Ta'hrekk whimpered helplessly, suddenly rolling his eyes back as Rjeyk's mouth wrapped around his hardening cock once again, resuming his sliding motions up and down with only the lustful sounds of eager suckling and pleasurable moaning in the air.
Dawn quickly leapt over the mountains with its exuberant light that shunned the darkness of the shadows away where Ta'hrekk and Rjeyk lay, peacefully under a canyon tree. The maroon canine slowly opened his eyes to the sunlight that reflected off of the snow wolf's white fur, who rested his body tightly on his chest. His loins felt completely depleted and light, only counterbalanced by Rjeyk's weight with his arms hugged around his body. Ta'hrekk placed a warm paw on his lover's head, scritching behind the ears before giving them a quick loving lick. He barely noticed his sheath swelling a bit as he remembered the long blow job session he had received in order to quench the wolf's dire thirst. Rjeyk stirred awake with a smile that quickly spread across his serene, black-marked face and gazed lazily into Ta'hrekk's eyes. The two rested their heads back down again, both savoring the tender, memorable moment. Ta'hrekk closed his eyes, stroking the furry head on his chest, never wanting it to end, never wanting to let go. He felt peculiar; pleasantly peculiar and strange. The unfamiliar feeling grew strong as he found it unusually difficult to not think about his love: the handsome snow wolf that lay peacefully on his chest. The morning sun continued to rise as Rjeyk tenderly stroked the soft, red fur of his mate before realizing a familiar pressure in his loins. He held his head up and chuckled, adoring the coyote's sheepish smile. "Ready for another round, I see."
Ta'hrekk whimpered. "I'm completely empty from last night...I don't think I can go for another round. I hope you had enough last night to keep you going..."
Rjeyk laughed heartily. "I believe I had a good liter of fluid last night. It beats any milkshake I have tasted, and it has by far satisfied my thirst beyond what I could have imagined. I...don't know how to thank you" he said, licking his lips seductively.
Ta'hrekk couldn't help himself smile. "The pleasure was mine, and I believe it is my turn to return the favor."
The wolf fluttered his eyes a bit as he felt a groping paw gripping his bulge, rubbing through the fabric suggestively. He forced himself to stand up away from the tempting paw. "As much as I love making love to you young one, we must travel past these canyons before noon, or I shall be forced to blow you dry once more to soothe my heat exhaustion." He helped Ta'hrekk onto his feet paws, helping to pull his loincloth back around his waist, innocently adjusting the fabric tightly around his loins, making sure his balls and sheath were well protected.
Ta'hrekk shook his head out of the gutter, refocusing his attention on the journey ahead. "By the way, I've said many times that I have a name you know" Ta'hrekk said jokingly.
"You'll always be my young one, Ta'hrekk" Rjeyk winked, "now let us get out of here quick for I am sure if we wait here any longer, you might not be able to supply me with enough to keep me goin..."
"Yes love, I know the concequences!" Ta'hrekk laughed as the both of them continued across the canyons through the crisp morning air.
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The snow-capped mountains towered over the two canines as they hiked through the narrow, treacherous paths. The mountain air seared sharply across Ta'hrekk's fatigued body; his breath was coarse and short as short wisps of cloud puffed out of his nostrils. The coyote stared in dismay at the contented snow wolf, who looked as if he was reunited with his family while hopping about, sniffing the crisp, cool air with a relaxed smile on his face. Ta'hrekk's spirits sunk, as the memories of his parents poisoned his thoughts with grief. Anger. Merciless revenge.
"Are you well?"
Ta'hrekk snapped from the screams and cries of his village. He shook his head. "I'm fine" he said, sharply.
Rjeyk tiled his head slightly as the smile across his tranquil face faded. He paced towards him, standing half a foot taller than the coyote who kept his head staring blankly at the mountain floor. Ta'hrekk felt a warm set of paws tightly rubbing his back; his body pressed tightly against the wolf's tribal marked chest. His spirits lifted, returning the warm hug, rubbing his paws through Rjeyk's silky fur. Rjeyk peered down and gently licked the maroon fur on Ta'hrekk's head, which lay lovingly below his neck. Ta'hrekk blinked; a tear strolled down his wind-burned cheeks. He felt ignorant and foolish for being oblivious to his emotions. No one in his life had ever cared for him than Rjeyk, who always was by his side anytime, anywhere. He recalled after Kreivan had mistakenly summoned Rjeyk with his flute, he stormed in full preparation to defend and risk his life to protect him. Ta'hrekk chuckled softly remembering that it wasn't danger at all; rather the awkwardness of Rjeyk barging in only to find Kreivan's thick werewolf meat wedged completely within Ta'hrekk's tailhole, both of them covered with sweat and semen.
"What do you find so humorous at such lovely weather like this?"
Ta'hrekk gazed up straight into the eyes of his friend; his lover; his mate. His chest fluttered in a warm orgasmic feeling while gaping at Rjeyk's handsome, calm face; his deep sapphire eyes reflected the distant canyons behind. A rush of ecstatic emotion surged through his body, relaxing his muscles as he confirmed his strong feelings for Rjeyk. It was obvious; Ta'hrekk undeniably was in love. He wished the moment to last forever; their bodies pressed closely together, intertwined in a cloud of love and passion.
"You are a bit too quiet for your heart to be beating so fast." Rjeyk finally broke his affectionate thoughts.
Ta'hrekk opened his mouth in silence, closing it again to press his head once again on Rjeky's toned chest.
"We are close to the Maça snowfields. I suggest you put on that fur coat for now, for it will be quite chilly." Rjeyk whispered, nipping the perked set of ears below him.
"Are you sure that isn't an excuse to slow me down so you can catch me then drag me to a nearby cave and shove that large piece of wolf meat into my hole?" Ta'hrekk chuckled, not caring how obscene he sounded.
Rjeyk laughed in return, picking up the coyote, piggy backing him on his shoulders. "You know already, young one, that if I desire to turn your insides into mince meat, I would immobilize you right here and right now. Every farmer knows their land needs good plowing before planting my seed."
Ta'hrekk murred to the suggestive metaphor; his mind suddenly burst with a flood of lustful thoughts. Rjeyk sensed this and quickly replied, "But we must get going. Time is against us and a blizzard is imminent. I wish for us to pass through the snowfields before it hits." He paused, before finishing, "You seem tired already, I guess I will carry you for a bit."
Ta'hrekk nodded, wrapping his legs around Rjeky's chest, holding his paws around his neck as the wolf pounced forward with the coyote on him, both giggling gleefully.
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Shala stood peacefully, unscathed in the bitter winds of the snowfields. Her headdress of dreamcatchers and feathers jingled in the ruthless cold gales as she peered over at the male figure beside her. "This storm is picking up far more swiftly than anticipated" she said with her voiced raised. Although her dark blue fur blew wildly out of place, she remained as still as the mountains ahead of her.
The male next to her shuffled slightly, standing tall and built with his arms crossed. Shala noted him as one of the most handsome wolf of their kind; his face looked stern yet stunningly cute with his cerulean fur and a magical red feather hung loosely on his head. Even in the biting blizzard, the blue wolf wore only a set of tribal necklaces that hung over his massive pecs and a small travel kit that hung around his shoulder down to his washboard abs. The only clothing on his body was wrapped tightly around his loins, supported with a piece of rope cord around his waist. Thought he looked intimidating, his fluffy tail swished merrily behind him and his face relaxed, speaking enthusiastically, "I wonder why they would put you in his position, placing you in this bitter cold."
Shala smiled, kicking a bit of snow towards her cousin. "I volunteered to do this Ian! I hate that princess garbage that I always have to do. I'd much rather help travelers through this horrible snowfield rather than talk to old people and construct sentences as if there was a stick up my ass."
Ian chuckled. He had observed her to be very flamboyant outside her parent's eye, yet constricted and formal when playing "innocent princess". He suddenly turned to the distant objects that slowly approached them. "Speaking of which, we have some company now."
Shala squinted her eyes at two approaching figures - both canines. She waved her arms frantically, beckoning them.
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Rjeyk looked puzzled, watching a pair of flailing arms and excited yelling from afar. Ta'hrekk beside him shivered slightly; his toned, sleak body as naked as his own. He had refused to wear the fur coat that Kreivan had offered, though Rjeyk still admired his stubbornness and young ego. The two advance towards the overenthusiastic pair of canines before the smile vanished from Rjeyk's face as quickly as rubbing alcohol on skin. Although Ta'hrekk shook violently in the cold, he noticed the solemn expression that suddenly haunted the snow wolf's face, much like he had seen when he watched Rjeyk's unsettled sleep. His thoughts were quickly interrupted by a booming, energetic voice.
"Welcome to the Maça Snowfields, where Mother Nature decides to freeze everything over for no clear reason!" Ian said with a warm smile, "She's extra moody today, so I believe you two should spend the night at our checkpoint tent before heading along."
Shala also smiled much too warmly for the bitter snowstorm. "It's going to get nasty out there soon, so...hey wait a minute! You're a snow wolf!"
Ta'hrekk perked his ears suddenly as the Rjeky's rigid face turned slightly away from her curious eyes. "Yes I am, and this is my friend Ta'hrekk, a Sas'bed coyote. We will accept your kind hospitality for the night --."
"No, I'll be fine. We can get through this before the storm hits." Ta'hrekk blurted irritably. He wanted revenge now - he didn't want to stall Rjeyk anymore than he needed too.
Rjeyk gave him a surprised look before smiling faintly. "Ok then. We should get going. Thank you for your kindness" he said hastily, placing a paw on Ta'hrekk's back egging him to continue walking into the fields.
"That is no problem!" Ian said heartily, "take care you two, and by the way I am Ian and this is my cousin, Shala - Princess of the Psi wolves. What is yours, my friend?"
Ta'hrekk turned. "This is Rj--"
"Regieko. I'm Regieko. Pleased to meet you." Rjeyk interrupted.
Ta'hrekk raised his brow. He was beginning to piece together Rjeyk's mysterious behavior, only to hear Ian boom once more with his jovial voice. "The pleasure is ours. I am looking forward for the union of our tribes. Prince Rjeyk and Princess Shala - the marriage of the century!"
Shala grinned sheepishly. "Oh you silly wolf, I'll haven't even met him yet! It seems he has run off somewhere and hasn't had a word of return. His parents are getting anxious, but I presume he's off on a very tough journey, traveling through rugged terrains and fighting werewolves and behemoths! I can wait, as long as he returns healthy and buffed up! Hehehe!" she finished, snickering to herself.
'Ironic', Ta'hrekk thought, 'here we are strolling away on a tough journey to fight behemoths while the one they're looking for is right under their muzzles. Only difference was we humped a werewolf instead of fighting it.'
"Oh you, act like a princess for once" Ian giggled. He turned to the two who were already pacing awkwardly away. "Please send Rjeyk my best regards Regieko! There are caves and tents scattered on the snowfield, so if there is an emerge--" his voice carried off in the blowing winds as Rjeyk seemed to almost push Ta'hrekk across the snowfield.
Hours passed without any of them saying a word; the awkward silence only broken by the frozen wind that struck both the canines' bodies harshly, with only Ta'hrekk feeling weaker and weaker by the minute. Rjeyk turned to check the coyote beside him often - his face full of concern. He noticed T'ahrekk's legs begin to wobble feebly, dashing quickly to hold him in his arms, pressing their bodies tightly to warm themselves.
"Ta'hrekk, you cannot go on. There is a cave nearby. We'll stay--"
"Rjeyk...you never told me you were a prince of your tribe...and...you are to wed Shala?"
Rjeyk paused awkwardly, wincing slightly before replying. "I'll explain later, young one. You're suffering from hypothermia. Let us rest - I need to nurse you back to health."
"No! Tell me now...tell..me..." Ta'hrekk's voice trailed; his head suddenly became heavy and dizzy. Rjeyk quickly picked the fatigued coyote into his arms, running quickly into a nearby cave of a mountain. He ran impatiently, his eyes blurred from slight panic as Ta'hrekk lay semi-conscious in his arms. They arrived into a circular room stocked with minimal emergency food and marking paint left by previous campers, to which Rjeyk noted was from his tribe. The snow wolf swung his decorated staff wildly, pointing the tip at a pile of frozen wood. The firewood burst into flame, crackling lively as the snow wolf laid back on the cavern wall near the fire, resting Ta'hrekk's head on his lap. He gently gripped his paws around the coyote's temples, massaging them while rummaging through their belongings hoping to find something useful.
"...it's s-so cold..."
Rjeyk looked down restlessly. Ta'hrekk was shivering violently; his eyelids convulsing to his shifty eyes. He needed to restore his body temperature fast, remembering how he had neglected his survival training in trade for learning advanced magic at a much younger age. Rjeyk cursed at himself, rubbing his paws up and down Ta'hrekk's cool body, his fur coated with frost.
Ta'hrekk murred slightly to the touch, but he continued to shiver uncontrollably. "...the...book?"
Rjeyk looked at the seemingly useless pile of Kreivan's random items only to find a book titled conveniently "101 Ways to Keep Warm, by Ravory the Black Wolf."
"Thanks Ravory," Rjeyk murmured before quickly opening the book, flipping to a random page of text. He picked up the bold letters over the paragraphs and photos of instructions. 'Way number 13: Drink hot soup.'
'Unless marking oil in those dishes over there is considered hot soup, that is not exactly an option' Rjeyk mumbled to himself, continuing to stroke the shivering coyote.
'Way number 34: body heat can be used to increase warmth' with a picture of a black wolf tightly holding a silver fox in his arms. 'Well that's seemingly easy...' Rjeyk thought as he pulled Ta'hrekk up towards his body, pressing his chest against his cold back, hugging his arms around the coyote's chest, rubbing furiously to regain heat.
"Rjeyk..." Ta'hrekk spoke weakly, but much more clearly. Rjeyk bend his head over to lick his cheek and neck while reaching down with his paws to rub the muscular thighs of his mate. He tightly squeezed Ta'hrekk around his chest; their bodies pressing closely together as the snow wolf lovingly kissed the top of his head. Ta'hrekk murred pleasantly to the touch, reminiscing how much he longed for this everlasting moment with his love: tightly holding each other near a campfire on the mountain, conversing jokingly like good friends, cuddling intimately like good mates. His shivering slowed slightly, feeling warmth spread across his legs from the fire that burned vividly ahead of him as well as spread across his body from Rjeky's loving body pressed tightly against his. Ta'hrekk leaned further back to savor the moment, only to feel a concentration of warmth on his rump. He smiled slightly, imaging his mate thrusting wildly within him, pumping in and out to consummate their unquestionable love for each other. He cleared the thoughts, knowing it was not the best time to fantasize as he concentrated on keeping himself warm only to find his paws hugged tightly around his own body, gently rubbing his mate's paws.
Ta'hrekk suddenly merped, chuckling slightly to his misfortune. "Hah, I knew I was forgetting something today."
Rjeyk leaned his head forward to meet with Ta'hrekk's auburn eyes that shimmered wildly with the cackling fire. He looked fiery and passionate, even though his voice was innocent and calm. "It is my birthday today. I..guess I got so caught up with our journey that I had completely forgotten."
The snow wolf smiled in curiosity. "That is....interesting."
Ta'hrekk looked up into Rjeyk's serene face in question. "Interesting?"
Rjeyk turned his head to stare at the dishes of oil paint around him. He turned back to the puzzled coyote. "How many winters have you seen, young one?"
Ta'hrekk's face was still perplexed. "I have seen 18 winters."
Rjeyk's smile grew more mysterious, yet still filled with his usual warmth.
"In our tribe, the 18th year is the milestone of full maturity. If you already have a special one you love, it is our tradition to immediately wed, forming a permanent covenant of love. We celebrate this with a ceremonial wedding, and...mating."
Ta'hrekk's ears perked, flickering in curiosity. His mind was still feeble from the cold, but he was very sure of one thing, "Rjeyk...for so long I doubted we would become more than friends..."
Rjeyk chuckled, "...with benefits?"
Ta'hrekk laughed heartily. "Yes...that...but I have found that...I truly find you were the only one that has truly cared for me..and..."
Rjeyk silenced him with a warm paw over his muzzle. Ta'hrekk felt the need to blurt out his passionate feelings for the white wolf, but Rjeyk took a deep breath before speaking his words that would forever fill Ta'hrekk's memory with happiness. "I, Rjeyk of the Snow Wolves, declare my unconditional love for you, Ta'hrekk of the Sas'bed Coyotes. I wish for us to forever be friends, lovers, mates, for eternity. With our ceremonial marriage, my wishes will be granted with the condition that you return the..."
Ta'hrekk couldn't hold himself any longer. He attempted to lunge at the attractive wolf behind him, only to be held teasingly down with his strong grip. "You are very feisty, young one" he chuckled. The coyote murred and meeped, rubbing his rump suggestively against Rjeyk's bulge which began to swell.
"Rjeyk, I can't describe how passionately I want you to forever be my mate...simply expressing my love feels inadequate and..." Ta'hrekk felt the familiar warm paws reach down behind his loincloth, massaging his loins playfully, rewarding him moans of pleasure.
"Relax, young one. Without a doubt, we are share a deep love for each other. I will begin the ceremony." Rjeyk whispered in to the ear of his mate. The fire illuminated the dark mountain walls, the shadows of the two who lay close to each other flickering along them, their bodies tightly intertwined. Rjeyk slowly removed Ta'hrekk's loincloth, exposing his sheath and balls to the warmth of the fire before fondling them teasingly in his paw. His other paw pulled a dish of marking paint closer to him, dripping his digits in the thick, viscous black ink before sliding them across the coyote's panting chest. Ta'hrekk murred lazily, feeling the warm digits slowly stroke across his well-toned chest as the black paint soaked his fur, marking it much like Rjeyk's . His tip began to emerge from his sheathe as Rjeyk continued to stroke and tease his loins. The snow wolf removed his own loincloth because of his own excitement that began to overstretch the fabric itself. The hardened shaft in his right paw grew enough such that Rjeyk was able to gently stroke it up and down; his digits sliding gently along the tender muscle as his other paw continued to pattern his lover's chest with marking paint. Ta'hrekk leaned back and sighed blissfully, pressing against his mate's chest as his cock was teased playfully.
"Der dochker la mandi borku daechtik" Rjeyk whispered mysteriously. Ta'hrekk panted heavily to the wolf's delicate touch on his swollen member, his head suddenly spun wild with fervor and passion. Rjeyk continued to mumble the ceremonial language, the articulate words sounded silky and tantalizing as he slid his digits in a special pattern across Ta'hrekk's chest. The coyote felt a warm rod of flesh prod his rump, feebly looking behind at the wolf with his begging eyes.
Rjeyk nodded to the familiar request and placed his paws under Ta'hrekk's tail, dabbing his tailhole with the slick oil paint on his digits. Ta'hrekk gasped to the sudden touch before the familiar feeling the tip of Rjeyk's thick wolfmeat began to encircle itself around his ring. He loosened his grip around the coyote's hips, supporting them slightly, waiting for gravity to finish the work. Ta'hrekk moaned loudly, echoing the cavern walls as the thick shaft penetrated his anal opening before sliding slowly down the slab of wolf meat. Rjeyk's breathing slowly became heavier as he watched his shaft slowly disappear within his lover's hole with the spongy sounds of the oil paint lubing the entry. Ta'hrekk finally felt Rjeyk's inflated knot spread his cheeks, looking up at the wolf's closed eyes.
"Rjeyk...it's time...must we tie...?" Ta'hrekk muttered.
Rjeyk remained still, still panting heavily as he was adjusting to the warm walls that surrounded his shaft. "To complete our ceremony, yes" he paused, heaving his chest up and down before finishing his response. "Are..you ready my love?"
Ta'hrekk nodded. He took a deep breath before pulling himself upward, quickly slamming down again with Rjeyk propeling himself upward in return. The wolf's eyes widened in shock as his knot penetrated the coyote's tailhole, howling loudly as the tight confines squeezed his cock and knot firmly sending jolts of pleasure up his spine. Ta'hrekk winced, growling slightly as his lover's knot tore through his anal ring. His drugged state of excitement quickly steered the pain away helping him quickly adjust to the large knot within him. The two savored their position with only Rjeky's paw slowly stroking the coyote's cock to keep it moist and hard while the other paw continued to slowly paint the ceremonial markings on his body. Ta'hrekk finally adjusted to his long, thick invader before rocking back and forth slowly at first before quickly shifting himself as much as he could muster while being tied. Rjeyk's paws paused for a bit as they both moaned quietly before resuming; his right paw tightened its grip around the length, pawing up and down to the rhythm. Ta'hrekk continued to slide up and down Rjeyk's wolf meat, clenching his ass tightly around the invading shaft as he moaned in ecstasy. Every square inch of Rjeky's dick slipped smoothly around his inner walls as he slid up and down faster and much more passionately as the paw was intensely gripped around his cock. Ta'hrekk vigorously fucked the paw with his every plunge while the erect member behind him slid slightly in and out of his ass. Rjeyk gritted his teeth as every ridge of Ta'hrekk's anal walls milked his aching cock while wildly thrusting his entire shaft deeper and deeper into his lover's ass as much as it could go before pulling out until his knot edged the inner ring only to pummel himself deep within in again and again. Both canines moaned in unison as their motions were synchronized in rhythm; the slapping noises of Ta'hrekk's rump on Rjeyk's lap echoed rhythmically in the air.
Ta'hrekk felt well rewarded after the quick wince of pain from being tied as Rjeyk continued to pump himself in and out of his tailhole, the slapping noises quickened its pace as the white paw rubbed furiously around his shaft. Ta'hrekk clenched tightly again, feeling his mate's shaft vigorously mincing his tailhole within as he slowly approached his climax. Rjeyk whimpered hazily as he humped the tight walls that wrapped firmly around his slick shaft, feeling every muscle in Ta'hrekk's ass clench and relax rapidly. With one final thrust, Rjeyk bolted himself upward, his pelvis slapping tightly on the coyote's ass before howling loudly in pure pleasure. Ta'hrekk closed his eyes as he savored the sudden warm rush that spread quickly around his rectum, before whimpering loudly himself as the paw around his shaft began teasing the cocktip, sending him over the edge. Both canines came wildly in unison; their moans and howls echoed loudly across cave as Rjeyk fired a geyser of warm, thick cum inside of his mate, coating every surface area of the inner walls. The wolf aimed his lover's shaft upward, shooting his load of thick cream onto themselves, splattering all over their fur with a liberal amount fell into a dish of oil paint, splattering some of the liquid all around the cavern walls. The couple moaned in afterglow as their cocks leaked the final drops of seed, Ta'hrekk's accumulating on the wolf's sticky paw whereas Rjeyk felt his own accumulating on his knot which was still wedged firmly inside.
Rjeyk heaved heavily with Ta'hrekk collapsing back onto his chest. He dipped a digit into a dish of paint where a generous amount of coyote seed landed. The wolf stirred it before marking the final of the mysterious designs on the maroon furred-body, muttering his final words in the ceremonial language between his heavy breaths. "Taerch de dochpenst...dahnar festhdero."
Ta'hrekk kept his eyes closed; feeling the creamy, warm paint soak his delicate fur. "That sounds...mesmerizing...your language..."
Rjeyk smiled, his face weak but satisfied. "Those words state the release of your seed in his paint proves your love, sealing our marriage. We have...consummated our love and are now bonded together, forever." He reached his painted paw on to his chest, marking a mysterious symbol with the semen-diluted paint.
Ta'hrekk nodded, surprised to see how well Rjeyk had marked his body even during their lovemaking session. The patterns and designs spread meticulously all over his body, across his arms, thighs, and a swirling streak on his cock. He hadn't realized he had been marked all over while his night-ride on the snow wolf.
"It's...beautiful" Ta'hrekk stuttered, still stunned on how Rjeyk managed to paint his body.
Rjeyk grinned deviously. "Trust me, to me you look strikingly handsome my love."
Ta'hrekk blushed, lost with words. He broke the silence by pulling himself upwards, Rjeky's knot popped out of his soaked tailhole, giggling as a flood of wolf seed leaked viscously onto the wolf's semi-erect shaft. Rjeyk grumbled before suddenly being tackled onto the floor with Ta'hrekk straddled on top of him, his ass continuing to leak over his wolfmeat.
"My you have stamina, young one, but we should get cleaned up for our journey ahead."
Ta'hrekk smirked, slamming himself down onto Rjeyk's member earning him a helpless whimper from his mate. "I want another piggy back ride, except I'll be riding something else..." the coyote teased before sliding himself up and down the coated shaft, both moaning lustfully as the slapping noises of the wolf's balls against the coyote's rump rhythmically filled the air once more.