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At a certain point you kind of forget there is imminent frigid doom awaiting you on the other side of the pre-fab wall. Of course, it was conditional on stupidity or unpreparedness. But again, that takes a certain getting used to.

Nathan Wheatleigh, climate scientist and engineer for the Federated Nations Climate Team (FNCT), was daydreaming. A 12 hour day of data analysis was taxing. As dedicated and motivated to work as he was, he did need to let his brain rest some. Nathan liked to think it was his strong dedication to his work that offered him this unique opportunity for confidential weather analysis on this particular shelf in Antarctica.

The layered doors of the pre-fab habitation building opened up, letting in a brief dusting of snow, before a large shape passed through and entered the building.

Holy shit, it's a polar bear in clothes!

Nathan startled for a moment before he shook himself from his skewed perception, owed to the out of focus daydreaming, and recognised Viktor, his scientific companion for his 12 month stay in Antarctica.

The anthro husky was dressed in some of the very same thermal clothing and gear that Nathan himself wore, only made for someone many sizes larger than the human. Those bits of exposed fur were coloured white, not just because of the snow.

Viktor sighed heavily, shrugging a number of large, snow-dusted duffel bags onto the ground as the door swished shut behind him. His tools made a heavy clatter as they hit the floor, and from the way in which he shrugged off the heavier coat, took down his snow goggles and took of his heavy gloves, Viktor was obviously not pleased.

“I take it there are still problems?" Nathan asked, trying to sound as diplomatic as possible.

It had taken years for him to learn that his often neutral, somewhat monotonous tone of voice could sound sarcastic or cutting when not carefully inflected, or intoned. And if you have to live with someone for 12 months, it was a good idea to be as nice as possible for as long as possible.

Not that Viktor made it hard. He was almost a clichéd gentle giant.

“Mmr, 'fraid so. Darn things, I'd like to meet the suit, or suit-engineer, who designed those things out there. Cold weather tested my furry ass," Viktor grumbled.

He went through the motions of cleaning the tools and storing them away.

“So what does that mean for us?" Nathan turned his chair about, pleased by the distraction.

“Well it means I have to monitor our power systems more frequently, especially heating. We have safeguards in place, so we're not gonna go freezing anytime soon. But we just need to be a little careful about our power usage."

Nathan paused, “You sure? How confident are you in those safeguards?"

Viktor shrugged. “Mostly confident… Very confident. If things take a lot of bad turns we're not gonna be comfortable for sure. We activate a signal that indicates we need a pickup. At worst we'll have to huddle for warmth."

The husky comically waggled his eyebrows. Normally Nathan would scoff and take the joke as it was intended. But something about the husky in these last few days was getting to Nathan. Something about the fur, or the comfortable charm, or just his general ease with anyone…

Nathan coughed awkwardly. “Ahem, yes, of course. Well, let's hope it doesn't come to that. Hopefully nothing breaks down."

Nodding, the human turned back around to his work and found his interest in his weather analyses to be quite engrossing! Yes, very interesting and very motivating work.

The monitor's luminosity hid the rising glow of red on his cheeks. Nonetheless the husky chuckled, a warm rumble, as he set about his engineering tasks.

* * *

The weather quickly took a turn for the worst. Viktor was running all about the habitation building, working almost endlessly. Not only was the engineer husky busy with making sure that the changes in weather did not affect the habitation building, but he also had to monitor the experimental habitation features, and he also had to get new weather data so he could return it for future R&D.

The poor bugger was working nonstop. He didn't complain, though. He took to his work with efficiency and vigour, and Nathan found it inspiring. It helped him feel like his own work was important, too.

And it wasn't long before the aberrant weather become even more problematic. While Viktor was working on some exterior monitoring and repairs, Nathan discovered something disturbing on the probe sensors. Normally, rather sturdy and hi-tech probes were sent out for monitoring weather patterns, and then they returned.

Unfortunately, one had been on its way back when the weather had turned sour, and was currently caught in the very front of a rather large arctic storm that was heading toward them. It was several minutes out, but it was relaying damage and priority data, caught in the turmoil of the storm to hit, and likely wouldn't make it.

Nathan was surprised he'd not gotten the probe pings before now, but judging from the issues he had connecting and maintaining that connection with the probe, there was a ton of interference coming from the storm itself. Could he even record such a thing? What was even causing it.

Not even five minutes later, hunched over his desk, analysing a stream of incoming data from cross-referencing probes and exterior weather vanes, Nathan got an emergency ping from the probe that was minutes away from the habitation building.

It was crashing.

So Nathan did the dumbest thing he had ever done in his life. He went out to retrieve it. Without notifying Viktor – there was no time, he thought. When he got to the probe it had crashed, and the storm was right behind it. And in a matter of seconds, trying futilely to drag the probe with him, the storm overran him.

* * *

“You are awake now?" A deep voice spoke down at him, rumbling up against his back to break over the top of his head in the form of a question.

Blinking his eyes rapidly, trying to stir his limbs into function, Nathan looked about to find himself back in the pre-fab habitation building. And unlike his last memory, he was warm, but it was still possible to feel something of a chill in the air.

Now that he thought about it…

“Viktor, what happened?" he asked.

The pre-fab building looked dim, like it was getting ready for night time. A routine of dimming lights and sensations in the building to optimise sleeping patterns for inhabitants. He looked down at his body and found himself wrapped in some kind of thick white blanket, in strange folds, with a larger thermal blanket, padded and insulated, over the top of that.

Weird, why could he feel the blanket all over? As in all over.

“Am I naked!?" Nathan came to the realisation before the husky could answer his first question.

“Of course." Viktor replied naturally, unperturbed.

“Why am I naked!?" He squawked indignantly, beginning to try and squirm about the blanket.

But the blanket suddenly tightened around him.

The blanket is attacking me… his brain supplied, unhelpfully.

“To conserve your body heat. And to share." Each time Viktor spoke there was a pleasant rumble at his back.

Oh.

OH.

Still somewhat delirious from his near frozen death, Nathan only now understood the situation. That was not a white fluffy blanket, strictly speaking. It was Viktor.

“Uhhh, why…?" Nathan drew out the question, suddenly very sensually aware of those specific facets of the blanket against his bare skin.

His positioning was a little more intimate than he had first realised. Nathan was wrapped up in a sitting position, and judging from the rumbling voice behind and over his head, that meant he was in Viktor's lap.

And his squirming was beginning to awaken something.

“Well, it's an interesting story. I found this human, stubborn and half-frozen in the snow clutching a broken bit of probe. I thought to myself, gee, why don't I do something nice and bring this stubborn, stupid, foolish little human into the habitation building and not let him die." Viktor's tone was uncharacteristically droll, and more than a little angry.

Nathan gulped, those arms tightening around him a little more. “My data…is it-“

“Your life, Nathan! Your life." Viktor snapped, making Nathan jump a little.

“That data in the probe is well worth…" Nathan began, weakly, unconvinced himself.

But Viktor was having none of it. “It's not! And since you've proven that you are now unable to make important decisions for yourself, I am going to revise our relationship."

Nathan gulped again, those arms squeezing him to emphasise the importance of what Viktor was saying. “…Our relationship?"

“Indeed. Equals no longer. I am the alpha now, and until proven otherwise, you're naught but a pup. I expect your obedience. Do you understand, pup?" Viktor's deep voice rumbled with authority, sending a shiver down the human's spine.

“Hey, now, hold on. That's not going to happen." Nathan argued, attempting to pry himself from those huge vice grips the husky called arms.

Suddenly he was free, unwrapped. And then he was buried again, large paws manoeuvring him with ease. Nathan found himself thrown over Viktor's lap, face in the thermal blanket.

_What in the frozen hell…_his brain got that far before…

SMACK!

Something large and firm clapped off his bare ass. It hurt! The sting lingered even as the shock of pain travelled up his spine and made Nathan jerk within the blankets he was buried within.

“OW!" the human yelped.

That feral bastard just spanked me!

That large, soft paw cupped his cheeks – large enough to contain both – and gently squeezed. Nathan moaned – in pain, he'd swear – before clapping his hands over his mouth.

“As I said. Obedience, pup," Viktor's voice was deep, resounding in the large room.

Sputtering, Nathan managed to uncover enough of his head to speak without being stifled. “I'm no one's pup!"

At the word 'pup' another one of those large paws came down on his ass, the sting of the spank returning twice as bad, but the squeeze that followed, while painful, felt like a good pain. Even through gritted teeth Nathan couldn't hold in the moan those large mitts on his bare ass elicited.

“Ow! Damn it! Cut it out would you!" Nathan yelped, struggling to try and squirm free of the large, dominant husky.

SMACK!

“Then behave!" Viktor punctuated this with another smack, his large paw making a loud clap.

Never in his life had Nathan possessed a rebellious streak, nor an unruly attitude. Nor had any of his amorous interpersonal relationships been more than 'vanilla'. Now, pressed into the lap of a rather large anthro husky, his large paws all over Nathan's butt, the human felt a stirring of arousal he'd never felt before.

And he wasn't sure what to do.

“Argh! Ok fine, just stop smacking me!" The human continued to flounder amidst the sea of blankets, so casually restrained by the larger anthro.

“Good. Now, what do you say?" Viktor prompted, his large paw cupping Nathan's behind.

Quietly, Nathan muttered. “You're the alpha."

“And?"

“And I'm…the pup," he finished, in all but a whisper.

“Good, pup." The husky sounded pleased.

Nathan let out an indignant yelp as he was suddenly manhandled again, this time deposited once again in the large fur's lap. The soft fur against his stinging and throbbing behind was actually somewhat pleasant, but there was something else stirring against the back of his thighs; something insistent and pressing, slick and smooth. The tangle of blankets blocked his view.

“So…what happened when I was, you know...out?" Nathan asked after an unsure moment.

Viktor growled, the rumble behind the human was threatening.

“Ah, when I was out, alpha." The human reiterated, making sure to emphasise his submission.

“Mmm, you'll learn," the husky teased, “I dragged your body into the hab. Shortly after, while I was making sure you did not freeze to death, I received a communication from HQ. There is a hardware malfunction in our main power control unit – something R&D did not detect during quality control I assume. I had to force emergency power mode. There is a shuttle coming to pick us up when the storm abates, an estimated two days."

Nathan was somewhat surprised to learn this. Emergency power mode would explain why it seemed to be simulated night, dimly lit, with a number of the computing machines powered down and their analyses paused.

And the shuttle was coming to pick them up. It would be the end of his research opportunity for some time. It was disappointing, for sure, he was enamoured with the mystery he was deciphering in the weather patterns of this rather strange area. It was possible there would be several years of bureaucratic nonsense before another expedition was sent out here.

“So…what happens now?" Nathan asked.

Viktor shrugged. “Low power mode, can't do much work, can't do much recreation…" the husky trailed off.

“You're not going to spank me again are you?" Nathan all but whispered.

The rumble of the husky's laugh caught Nathan by surprise, the serious attitude of the anthro vanished in the wave of honest laughter.

“Ho boy, that was mostly a joke, but I mean, also serious. You really risked your life for a probe that probably would have survived the night. I hope you take some time to consider this." The seriousness returned as Viktor manoeuvered Nathan so they could look into one another's eyes, “It was mostly a joke. But I also did really want to smack your bare ass."

The husky smiled broadly, and in that moment Nathan was suddenly aware that there was a handsomeness to the anthro, something he'd not processed before. That gentle giant, with a bit of a dominant streak to his attitude, had striking white fur with patches of black. His piercing blue eyes made you feel like he was paying complete attention, everything else falling away from his awareness.

Nathan was also suddenly aware that he'd been staring up at the husky for probably too long now…

“I'm sorry, did you say something?" Nathan asked, feeling heat on his cheeks, embarrassment tinting his voice.

The husky's broad grin returned. “Yeah, I asked if you saw something you liked."

The human immediately looked down, trying to hide his blushing face, but looking down he saw the tufts of fur that trailed down the husky's navel. He whipped his head to the side, turning away from the husky, heart racing, mentally pleading for death to claim him before he could embarrass himself any further.

Just throw me out in the snow again. I might cool down a little bit, fuck… his mind raced.

“I think you did see something you like," Viktor chuckled, winding his arms around the human again.

A cold nose pressed against Nathan's neck, making him flinch, trying to shield his sensitive neck. The husky nuzzled into him, something far more intimate than Nathan was used too.

“No, no, definitely didn't see any-AH!" Nathan half moaned, half squealed, as the husky licked up his neck in a quick motion, before giving him a little nip just below his ear.

Utterly surprised and thoroughly embarrassed by the sound that had just come from him, Nathan clapped his hands over his mouth. The husky chuckled, hot breath tickling the human's ear, the tongue lapping out again. Nathan tried to shrink away, hunching his shoulders to hide his vulnerable neck from that inquisitive and teasing tongue.

“Ah! No! Viktor, stop, will you!" Nathan exclaimed.

The husky smacked his lips. “I'll stop, when you admit how much you like it…" Viktor trailed off into the human's ear, a breathy whisper.

Nathan squirmed. He'd been distracted by the feeling he should hate this, but a moment's introspection revealed his obvious arousal. Well, obvious to himself, he had hoped that the husky had not yet noticed.

“No! I don't like it, you should definitely stop this and let me go put some clothes on. I am plenty warm now, thank you very much," Nathan rambled, continuing to try and squirm free from the husky's large arms.

“You know, since we're getting sent back, and we know how the agency works, we might never get partnered again. Now is the time to, you know..." When Viktor trailed off, Nathan glanced at him, blushing and looking away when he saw the husky bouncing his eyebrows in a comically overt suggestion. “Just while we have the chance. Besides, I have a very good sense of smell. I can smell how much you like this."

Nathan gulped, his squirming nominal, and with much less effort. Each time he moved he could feel the thermal blanket against his hard, throbbing maleness. His arousal even went so far as to make the blanket damp in certain areas, and he suspected that was what Viktor could sense.

“…Damn anthros, and their damn noses," he muttered, relaxing a little as Viktor drew him into another hug and nuzzled into his neck again.

Nathan gave up trying to shield himself or shy away from those delightful feelings, and instead focussed his willpower on trying to seem reluctant or bored. Unresponsive from the attempted charms of the husky. His willpower couldn't last. Each nuzzle, each lick, only got him more and more aroused.

A large paw moved, and, through the blanket, cupped Nathan's crotch. The human let out a surprised moan, despite his attempts at apathy. Finally reaching breaking point, at the amorous insistence of his husky friend, he dropped his head back and pressed himself into the large, muscled, and soft-furred body he was sitting on.

It accepted him with a welcome growl, one arm wrapped about his chest, large paw stroking the skin there, while the other continued to toy with his manhood covered by the blankets. There was a certain freedom to accepting the will of another creature, to lean back into its arms and let it toy with you sexually. Nathan was used to being in charge of himself, controlling his life and his routine. He supposed it was a cliché to find some pleasure in giving up a bit of control, but he didn't care, it felt good.

“Mmm, I knew you liked it. Honesty is good for your soul, Nate," Viktor used the nickname that Nathan wasn't awfully fond of. “Letting yourself free will be pleasurable. I can guarantee you this."

“Yeah, yeah, I'm starting to get that… Just don't sound so damn smug about it," Nathan sighed, a hint of petulance in his voice, before it was nipped away by the husky's teeth and replaced with a blissful groan.

“Why should I not be smug? I have you right where I want you!" Viktor chuckled, shifting Nathan on his lap enough that the human was very aware now of something large, hot, and slick under his bare ass.

“...Ok, I cede that you have a lot to be smug about, but before you think about using that thing, let's warm things up a little?" Nathan suggested, now a little nervous.

The husky was a big fur. If he was proportional, the human was not going to be sitting right for a few days. If the husky was larger…

Nathan shivered, and not out of fear.

“Worry less, Nate, we'll get you warmed up in no time!" the husky chuckled.

Both paws suddenly caught Nathan under his arms and hoisted him up a little, exposing part of his skin to the cold interior temperature of the habitation building. The human gave a little yelp of surprise, before the blunt, slick maleness of Viktor was pressing against his cheeks.

It was hot. Erotically, unnaturally hot. The slippery member spritzed pre up through his cleft, where it lingered as a warm liquid before running back down onto the bright red member, emerging from the husky's white sheath. The feeling of that large cock pressing against him, slickening him with its own flowing lubricant, was a unique one. Not something Nathan had experienced before.

And he was going to experience so much more. “Ah, Viktor, you're feeling rather large back there…how about a little, um, lube to just make things a little, uh, smooth…" Nathan offered.

Viktor's reply was a rumble almost like a purr, “Oh, Nathan. It's getting plenty slick back here, I know you can feel it. I'll take it real slow, and soon enough, you're gonna ask for it reaaaallll fast."

Viktor gave a little thrust, and his large member suddenly kissed Nathan's ring, smearing and poking with its wet heat. Nathan's breath hitched. The husky was holding him by his hips, furry front to human back, leaving the human to lean back a little, hands pressed onto the furry hips beneath him, legs bent and feet planted on the anthro's knees. He was getting quite cold, exposed to the building with no clothing or blankets, but Nathan knew that the husky had plans for that.

The blunt tip of Viktor's cock dug somewhat into the cleft of Nathan's ass, and as the husky began to press it forward, Nathan felt himself spread around that slow, invading, hot mass. The burn of the stretch, the incredible heat, entering him made the human's toes curl, a long moan to escape him. Viktor was being careful, taking his time, his generous pre doing the job Nathan had thought might be somewhat more difficult…

The husky slowly eased the human down into his lap, fully sheathing his hot, red, maleness in the human's tight rear. They worked in unconscious tandem, Viktor pulling the human further and further onto his cock, and Nathan clenching and unclenching his muscles, a blissful massage for them both.

Soon enough Nathan felt himself resting mostly in Viktor's lap once more, feeling the swell of a larger bulge pressing against his rosebud. His teeth were clenched, the burn of the stretch in his rear almost the only thing he could think, or feel. The cold of the room was all but gone, replaced with a heat inside that was lust, and want, and cock, all in one.

The husky could not remain still. He had Nathan right where he wanted him, wrapped tightly about his cock. Paws about the waist of the human, he ground his hips up, pressing his cock insistently against those sensitive places within.

Then the husky was lifting him up, Nathan flexing his muscles to help. Then he was pulled back down. It hurt, but there was plenty of pleasure to go along with it. The stretch returned with a suddenness that made him gasp. His ass made a wet slap in the crotch of the husky, his backend thoroughly lubricated by the constant emissions of the doggy cock, evident by the pleasant throb snaking its way up the husky's length.

“We should have been doing this the whole time!" Viktor panted.

Each time he was lifted up the cock, Nathan felt the thrill of the stretch, almost as though his ass was refusing to give up the warmth buried within. But soon enough, with enough persistent ins and outs, the cock was sliding through his ass easily. Nathan himself was surprised at how he managed to snap his hips to meet the cock thrusting up into him. All for the sensation of something so large running through him, bolts of pleasure running up his spine, tingling through his limbs. His legs, feet planted on the large flexing thighs of the husky anthro below him, trembled with the effort and the bliss.

This was unlike any of his previous experiences. Nathan felt almost wanton, like a slut, giving it up easy to someone who, although a friend, showed a bit of a dominant streak. And the human had folded so quickly. The musk of an aroused, masculine dog rose all around him and only helped to cement Nathan's submission all the more.

Viktor's growls began to deepen, his thrusts, and his pulls on Nathan's hips grew more insistent. Nathan felt the husky's knot pressing against him, each pull away had the knot and his ass connected with strands of free flowing pre, before they clapped together and the wet mess made a squelching sound. His rosebud felt thoroughly stretched, and he knew that he'd be walking funny for the next few days, at least, but something about the thought of being knotted had him excited and equally nervous.

“You want this knot, pup?" Viktor growled in his ear.

That settled it. The emphasised word sent a shiver down Nathan's spine and drew out a wanton moan of bliss. He thrust himself down harder, almost carelessly, trusting in the strong paws of the husky to keep him oriented and stable. Viktor seemed to approve of this subtle change, the human's attitude, as the anthro thrust up with renewed strength and determination.

The feeling of the knot pressing into him, each thrust working his resistance to nothing, the shift of something large – something that should probably not fit – into his backend drove Nathan over the edge. Hands free, he found himself overcome with waves of pleasure, his muscles tensing and then turning to mush, toes curling into the fur on the husky's thighs, his hands behind him gripping the anthro's waist.

Viktor did not stop bouncing the human on his lap, and Nathan's erect cock squirted rope after rope of his cum equally across the human's chest and the thermal blanket, which had mostly fallen away from their vigorous activity.

At the height of this pleasure and Nathan's overwhelmingly relaxed buzz, Viktor bought the human down hard. The knot punched through Nathan's rosebud, and the human found the breath driven from his lungs anew at this wash of pain and ecstasy. The husky ground the engorged bulb as deep as he could, and used whatever friction and movement he could in their tied state, to trigger his own climax.

Nathan could feel the first of the powerful jets of husky cum wash into his rear, the heat noticeable even over the burn of stretched muscle, and the warmth of the dog cock lodged in there. But soon, through sheer volume, it was only possible to feel a warm, wet, mess deep inside. And none of it washed out. The jarring difference in size between hole and peg, meant the husky was firmly lodged within, until he softened a little.

But that was a concern for later. For now, they relaxed into one another, the husky moving paws from the human's waist, and instead wrapping him up in another hug. With the exertion of their partnering wearing off, Nathan felt a bit of the cold returning. He snagged a corner of the blanket and managed to pull it up over him, the evidence of his enjoyment down the front of it.

“Mmmm, I like you like this," Viktor gave a pleased rumble, nuzzling into Nathan's neck, “I think I'll keep you this way."

“You'll *huff* get no arguments *pant* from me," Nathan chuckled, before resting his head back on the husky's broad, soft-furred shoulder.

It was going to be an interesting wait for the shuttle.

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