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Predator Fixation

White air escaped from the black horse's nostrils as he walked alongside the white wolf, leaving behind hoof and paw prints side-by-side in the thick snowbanks. The wolf was grinning happily, letting his long, pink tongue loll out as he trotted beside the horse, who was a good foot taller than him and had a strong chest that no wolf could dream of having. Despite his mate's joy, the horse looked nervous, brown eyes shifting and would occasionally crane his head back as if he were looking out for an ambush but usually only found a car passing them.

"I think that went well, Lark!" the wolf exclaimed cheerfully, rubbing his muzzle against the horse's shoulder.

"I don't know, Ash," Lark snorted. "I don't think they liked me."

"They loved you!" Ash yapped. "Mom wanted to keep you!"

"But what about your dad's remark about horse being back on the menu?'

"Carnivore humor! We only eat four-legged horses, of course!"

Lark whinnied with shock as Ash suddenly leaped up with his back to the ground. The horse snatched up the wolf before he could fall, cradling him in his arms. Ash whined, leaning his head against the horse's powerful chest.

"My strong horse..." Ash whispered wistfully as the horse carried him along the night road back to his house.

Lark had jumped at the opportunity to transfer to his company's new office in Lupland. It was a smart move career-wise, the economy in Lupland was very good and the new office would have more opportunities for advancement to leadership positions.

However, Lark had other reasons for wanting to move there. The capital of Lupland was full of species from all over the world and it would have been an ideal place, even for a herbivore, to live. Lark, on the other hand, chose to rent out a house in the countryside where only wolves lived as he wanted to experience Lupland as it was for the natives.

And because he had Wolf-Fever. There were stories about wolves in the countryside being aggressive towards foreigners and he had to order food he could digest from a grocery store from the capital, but his obsession ultimately made him disregard these red flags. He got lucky, he found a town with nothing but welcoming wolves and even got himself a handsome mate who was crazy about him.

But there was something missing. Something that attracted him to the wolves that the warmness he received never quite lived up to his expectations. Being able to hold one in his arms, as helpless as a kitten, served to ruin a fantasy that he had.

Still, he loved Ash and wanted to make him happy. So he would be the strong horse for him.

Small flakes began to flutter from the night clouds and soon were followed by larger ones in bigger quantities. The air was dry and it was beginning to hurt Lark's round nostrils while Ash was sniffing at the air eagerly and flicking his tongue to catch snowflakes.

Lark's humble rental house came into view, a modest log cabin with a wide, gray stone chimney on the side of it. Snow piled up on the sloped roof, threatening to fall off at a moment's notice.

Pushing the door open, Lark carried his wolf inside, flicking on the lights and closing the door behind him.

"Lets go to bed," Ash rubbed his dull claws along the short, back hairs on Lark's chest. "I could think of a few things you could do to me."

Sighing, Lark took him to the bedroom, hooves thumping heavily on the wooden plank floor.

The bedroom had a king-sized bed with a brown and white striped comforter slung over it. Above it was a window that peered off into the woods, not that you could see it behind the white flakes flying about outside. An oak dresser with three drawers was along the side wall that had carved figurines of naked wolves resting atop it doing menial tasks like fishing, souvenirs from a craft store.

Tossing the wolf onto the bed, Lark began to slowly take off his clothes. Ash curled up, a wicked smile wrapping around his muzzle.

Lark hesitated after his trousers were off. Ash picked up on this and his smile vanished.

"Is something wrong, love?"

With a sigh, Lark sat down on the end of the bed. Ash crawled over, wrapping his arms around the shoulders of his equine mate.

"I, uh, I'm not sure I should..." Lark muttered, scratching at his long, straight mane.

"Are you upset with me?"

"No! I just..." Lark shook his long face. "I just have some...I don't know if you'd like it, but..."

"Mm," Ash rubbed his black nose against the side of the bridge of the horse's long snout. "You want to try something different in bed?"

"Yes! I mean, no! I mean, forget I...!"

"No, it's sexy!" Ash's black-tipped tail thumped against the bed rapidly. "I want to hear what my horse wants to do with me!"

"It's embarrassing! I can't..."

"Come on! I'll tell you one of my secret fantasies if you do!"

"I don't..."

"I'll go first!" Ash whined. "Come on, it'll be fun!"

Sighing, Lark gave in.

"I..." Ash paused dramatically, flopping back and resting his head on the lap of the horse. "...want you to put a collar around my neck and walk me around the house on a leash. I want to be your little wolf bitch that you can do anything that you want to."

Lark's cock grew hard in its sheath and his heart began to increase its pace. It really was thrilling to hear about his mate's secret sexual desires.

"See!?" Ash giggled, sniffing at the horse's cock. "You like it! Now, your turn!"

"Okay," Lark sighed. "But you don't have to like it, okay? We don't have to do it."

"Oh no, we're going to do it," Ash said, holding his paws together in anticipation. "As long as it's not too crazy."

Lark bit his lip, hesitating before finally beginning.

"I, uh, I want you to treat me like prey...like an animal you're hunting," Lark stammered out. "I mean, I don't want you to eat me, but you know, you can threaten to..."

"You have a predator fetish!" Ash gasped. "Wow!"

It was true. Ever since he was a teenager, there was something about predators that fascinated him. He watched videos of feral animals hunting each other for food and imagined anthros doing the same thing. He's had crushes on famous lions, tigers, wolves, bears, and pretty much every predator on the glove, imagining himself running in fear from one, who eventually catches up, tackles him to the ground and presses their fangs against his throat. Then, of course, they'd find some other use for their prey, something a bit less fatal and more erotic.

"I know it's not what you're into, but..."

To Lark's surprise, the lithe wolf suddenly pushed him onto his back. In shock, Lark raised his head to find Ash padding towards him on all fours, his lips peeled back in a toothy snarl.

"You stupid horse," Ash growled, his snout wrinkled. Lark could not help but look at those sharp teeth and anticipate having them wrap around his throat. He groaned and shifted, feeling his cock grow hard. "You dumb, weak prey animal."

Ash's paws were now pinning Lark's shoulders down and his jaws were now inches away from the end of Lark's nose. Something in his scent changed, it became harsher and more oppressive, as if his earthy musk was not threatening to smother Lark like a blanket.

"You're nothing but food to me."

Lark began to struggle playfully as Ash lunged forward with his jaws open, catching Lark's throat in them. Ash began to growl aggressively as he clenched them, forcing the horse to accept his fate as the wolf's next meal.

Laughing cruelly, Ash loosened his grip and leaned back, peering down at the dumb horse with intense golden eyes. Ash reached back, feeling the growing shaft escaping from Lark's sheathe.

"Well, well," Ash snidely muttered. "My prey seems to be enjoying this."

"Oh fuck..."

"Shut up!" Ash snarled. "Keep your mouth shut and maybe I'll let you serve me."

Lark went limp as the predator made his demand. It was just like one of his fantasies. He wanted a predator like Ash to show him who was in charge, show him just how weak and dumb a herbivore like him was.

Still, Lark couldn't help but laugh as Ash's long tongue ran along the horse's stomach, up to his chest.

"You taste so fucking good though..." Ash growled. "...if you ever cross me, I'll eat you without any hesitation, understand?"

Lark didn't say anything, only nodded meekly.

"Understand!?"

"O-oh, yes, master!"

"Good," Ash's black lips pulled back in a grin. "On your knees."

The horse complied, crawling onto all fours like the animal he knew he was. He was lucky, he thought, to have been caught by a merciful predator who would show him his place. He would never run freely through a field again, he would now only serve his wolven master and he wouldn't have it any other way.

Ash tugged at his cock, pulling the red, tapered shaft free from his white sheathe. Planting his paws on the black back of the horse, he positioned his thigh against Lark's rear, tickling the outside of his anus with the tip of his cock.

"Hm, I don't know. I don't think you want to serve your masters," Ash mocked, lapping at Lark's back with his tongue. "I think I should stop playing around and just get it over it."

"No, please! Master wolf, I'll do anything you want!"

"Why?"

"Because I'm just a dumb horse who was born to serve predators like you," Lark looked back and whinnied, his eyes begging for his master's attention.

Ash reached forward, brushing his rough paw-pads against the bridge of Lark's nose, causing the horse to nicker.

"Good horsey."

Lark gasped as Ash suddenly thrust his cock all the way into the horse's rear. Despite the size difference, the wolf had managed to hit the horse's prostate with deadly accuracy.

"Oh, fuck!" Lark moaned.

"Yeah..." Ash growled as he began thrusting. "You like that, you little bitch?"

"Yes! Yes!"

"Good," Ash's cock pounded against Lark's prostate, causing intense pleasure to well up inside him. His voice went down to a low whisper. "Because this is all you're good for. This is what you were made for."

"This is what I was made for..."

"I'll pass you around the whole pack if I want to. You'd like that, wouldn't you?"

"Anything for you!"

Ash growled happily as his thrusts grew faster and faster. His tongue lolled out as he began panting, droplets of drool flying out.

Pressure began to build up in Lark's rear as the base of Ash's cock began to swell, forming a round knot. It was not large enough to tie them together, thanks to the size difference between horse and wolf, but it was large enough to create an intense pleasure as Ash's thrusts now had a second hurdle to overcome and every time the knot popped past his guard, it created a wave of pleasure.

As strong as the predator claimed to be, he couldn't last any longer. Shuddering, his cock spurted, filling up the horse with his seed. Lark soon followed, his flared cock ejaculating on the cover of his bed, creating a small pond of semen.

Both of them huffed uncontrollably. Lark gasped as Ash's cock slipped from his rear and the two of them collapsed onto the bed, facing each other. Ash's black nose nuzzled against the square tip of Lark's snout.

"How was I?" Ash whispered.

"Amazing."

"I'm glad."

Sighing, Ash rolled up against the horse, snuggling up against his chest. Lark wrapped his arms around the wolf, holding him tight.

"I like being your submissive little wolf," Ash said with a content whine. "But I can be the big, bad wolf too."

"Thank you," Lark sighed, squeezing his wolf. "I love you."

"I love you too."

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