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Payment in Kind, Part 5

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No matter how hard I try, I couldn't possibly remember having ever walking so close to Daniel. With our fingers and forearms entwined we were shoulder-to-shoulder as he walked back with me to the administrative elevator. Despite the interior being of decidedly finer quality than the lower clearance level civil lifts it wasn't that much different-- that, and it was able to reach the upper levels of the station, which was precisely where we were headed.

My mind was on autopilot right until Dan reached out to press the A5 button and, when the elevator let out an acknowledging 'ding', it caused a thought to flare up. "Dan?"

The Shepherd glanced my way. "What's up, Jerr-Bear?"

Despite how much I didn't want the dreamlike flow of the evening to go, reality kept getting in the way. "You're sure you can get me a transfer?"

From anyone else, his chosen reassurance would have been empty. "Trust me."

Daniel was the one person in the universe I knew I could trust, and his confidence in the simple reply was enough for me. I leaned forward and he met me half-way with a kiss. Before I knew it we were facing one another again, my hands sliding up his back as his paws worked their way down my sides to gently grip my hips and pull me closer still. I gasped as he growled softly into my mouth, his groin pressing to my abdomen as his tail began to beat rhythmically against the wall of the elevator.

The doors opening at our appointed stop put an end to the experience far too soon, but we both dutifully disengaged. Dan's paw sought out my hand again and, in that moment it felt like were young again as he led me down the hall at a hurried pace, glancing back to me with a goofy smile on his muzzle, not unlike the way he used to as we rushed to the tram station after school in anticipation of getting back to his place for the afternoon. Back then, we were focused on holo-games, music, or whatever held our interest but, as he raced down the hall with me in tow, there was one specific thing I was anticipating-- something I'd desired for more years than I'd realized.

In the three years aboard the station I'd been to Daniel's place a few dozen times, but as we approached the door it almost felt like the first time. I knew what was coming, and I was excited beyond words... but also a little intimidated. His door unlocked for him as he approached and he stepped inside, turning back to me with a warm smile, extending his other paw out so he could take my second hand in it. We stood there for a second with him inside and me lingering in the doorway and then, before I knew it, I'd stepped inside into his embrace, the door closing behind me.

He held me close and nothing happened; we just stood there enjoying one another's warmth. Several seconds passed before he slowly withdrew, looking at me with concern in his eyes. "Are you alright, Jerry? You're shivering..."

I was ready to shrug my body's actions off as excitement until I realized that I was still soaked through by our time in the water filtration system. Despite the fact that rain and showers both involved water I learned very quickly that there was a vast difference between the experiences, and I took my hands back to pull at my soaked clothes. "Oh... I, uh-- I guess I'm really waterlogged."

Dan laughed, and pulled at his own shirt. "Damn... I'm gonna end up with a lot of snags in my fur for this one."

Laughing, I held up my arms in defense of my face as the Shepherd shook his body, sending a light spray of dog-scented water all over. I didn't mind the smell one bit; it reminded me of him, and all the times I hung out in his room overnight after he showered before bed. The laughter got caught in my throat the moment he stripped his shirt off right in front of me. Glancing back my direction, Daniel was all smiles, his tail swaying in the air behind him. For the life of me, I couldn't say what inspired me that moment to remember a moment from our childhood "Your mom would pitch a fit if you dropped that on the floor."

When we were younger, the usually neat and tidy Daniel had a habit of leaving his clothes on the floor and it caused his mom no end of grief. His tail picked up speed and I could see the knowing glint in his eye as he tossed it across the room; his aim had always been perfect and I was only a little surprise to see it land directly in the sink. His apartment wasn't small and, by all accounts it was an impressive shot. He followed that by stepping close and sliding his paws beneath my shirt, slowly pulling it up and over my head. "I have some spare clothes for you... we'll get these into the laundry bin."

Once he had my shirt off he took it to the kitchen, calling over his shoulder "Go ahead and finish getting undressed in the bathroom; you can take a shower to warm up."

I realized that I really could benefit from a hot shower, but that left another question unanswered. "What about you?"

Dan wrung out both our shirts in the sink before heading back toward me, ushering me down the hallway in front of him. "First, I'm gonna get some clothes for you out of my collection-- the'll be a little baggy but they'll be dry. And, after that, I'm gonna take a shower too... this water smells all.... biological."

His sense of smell had always been better than mine so I could only imagine what it was he could smell from the water. That thought ended immediately as I considered the implications of what he was suggesting. The shower stalls in space stations were notoriously small. "Shower? Like... you mean.... at the same time? Is it large enough?"

He laughed, reaching back to bop me on the nose with a finger. "I have more than one shower, Jerry."

I felt embarrassed immediately. "O-oh... right."

* * * * * *

My shower was done well before Daniel's; not only had I started first, but I didn't have quite so much fur to clean or to dry. Stepping out of the shower, I saw a pair of knee-length shorts and shirt I remembered strongly; they were Dan's casual sports clothes he used to wear after his track meets in high school. He was a little smaller back then and, to my surprise, they fit me well enough. The shirt and shorts were just fine but, I noticed, there were no undergarments to go with them. It made sense when I thought about it, of course, but it was still a little jarring.

Heading back into the hallway, I heard the sound of running water coming from Dan's room; his second bathroom was attached to his bedroom apparently. With nothing to do but wait, I set my towel in the laundry chute then made my way out into the main part of his living quarters. As with any other apartment aboard a space station there were enough amenities to provide a degree of comfort but it was far more Spartan than what someone would expect for a corporate administrator's accommodations. The majority of what filled Daniel's living room was company assigned: sofa, throw rug, vid screen, light fixtures-- they were all standard for all AETHER Corp execs, or so Daniel had told me.

The personal touches, however, were all easily identified as they practically screamed Dan to me. There were several pictures which included his parents and a few of the two of us together; he had an old end table that he'd brought with him from home to college and then from college to the station; he also had a throw pillow on the room's recliner. The pillow made me pause for a very important reason: it was the pillow I'd always used when I stayed over at his place. It had, at one time, been a 'nice' pillow that his mom kept with their living room set, but that changed when he appropriated it once night when I forgot to bring any blankets or pillows with me, and it then became something of a ritual for me to use.

There was only so much space allotted onboard for personal belongings and something like a throw pillow was a significant investment of that space. In the several times I'd been to Dan's apartment I'd never noticed that he'd brought it with. "It goes well with the room, don'cha think?"

I was so focused on the living room that I hadn't noticed the shower had stopped. A gentle touch on my shoulder accompanied the statement and I reached up to place my hand on the back of his paw. "I can't believe you still have that thing."

He pressed up against me from behind as he slid his paw lower, his other arm wrapping around my waist as he pulled my back into his chest for a hug. His muzzle laid across my shoulder and his whiskers tickled my cheek as he kissed it from the side. "It reminds me of you... besides, what ELSE would you use if you ever ended up staying the night with me?"

We shared a laugh at that and I turned around in his grasp, leaning forward and up to touch my lips to the end of his muzzle. My hands slid through the fur of his back, caressing up, then caressing down. He wasn't wearing a shirt, so I had full and total access to him, trailing all the way down to his trousers-- but they didn't encounter fabric; only at that point did I realize that Daniel was really and truly naked-- nothing separated me from his body but the clothes I wore.

Any comment I could have made froze in my mind; I felt so self-conscious and pulled back just a little. I was beating myself up in my head at the one statement which finally made its way out of my mouth. "Suddenly I feel overdressed."

His teeth showed mirthfully through his grin. "Well... we can fix that easy enough."

Dan's paws slid down my sides until his thumbs hooked under the elastic waistband around my hips and he leaned forward to press his nose into my hair, inhaling deeply even as he started to ease the tracksuit bottoms, but that came to a halt the moment his PCD went off. I'd waited for so long to be with him that my eagerness overpowered my embarrassment, and even as he withdrew one paw to reach for the comm device I intercepted it, grabbing hold of his wrist. "Leave it... they can leave a message."

A shudder went through him he gazed down at me with hungry eyes; it was an expression I longed to see, and he just smiled, returning his paw back from whence it came. Daniel leaned forward to kiss me again but there was a faint beep from the speakers on his entertainment system followed by a calm-yet-intense voice. "I trust things are going well?"

Dan jumped as if he'd been bitten, and quickly disengaged from me, grabbing the throw pillow off of the recliner and placed it between his legs as he looked toward the holo-vid stationed between the speakers. "Oh-- uh-- Sir!"

The voice continued coming from the audio devices. "I apologize for the intrusion, Mr Fores, but you were negligent in answering your Personal Communication Device."

Even as I stood there dumbly, Dan continued addressing the entertainment system, motioning to me with one free paw as the other kept the pillow mashed into his crotch. "I... uh... had company... sir."

The light at the front of the holo-vid console lit up and a second later the screen turned on, revealing a well-dressed the shoulders-up bust of a Geneticon Collie. I recognized him immediately from his corporate profile: it was Alvin Parker, AETHER's CEO. The Collie smiled warmly at me. "Ah yes... this would be Gerald?"

Dan nodded, slowly moving to take a seat on the sofa, his tail tip peeking out from beneath the underside fo the pillow where it remained covering his groin. "Yes, sir."

While I've never been much for mechanical or electronic components, I knew for a fact that holo-vid systems used for entertainment purposes didn't have cameras, so it seemed strange when the CEO turned to face me as if we were interacting through a comm-system console. "It is a pleasure to finally meet you... Gerald. You will have to forgive me, but Mr. Fores never provided me with a surname."

My answer was simple because I had plenty of practice explaining it in college. "My parents were both born to political refugees and Ganymede didn't use family lineage for refugees."

"I see. I am far more familiar with outer system settlements. Is that a normal practice for colonies in the Sol system?"

Rather than address his question I instead winced inwardly when I spoke my mind instead. "Is there something wrong with your acromiovascular joints?"

Although it was a technical question that I honestly hadn't expected the CEO to understand he didn't even pause, turning his muzzle so he could glance down at one of his shoulders, and then back the other way to look at the other. "I do not believe so. Why do you ask?"

Dan's ears rose curiously as he glanced at me from his spot on the sofa, but he said nothing. The Collie was wearing a fine suit-- most likely tailored if I wasn't mistaken considering his exorbitant net worth. "Well... either your suit wasn't fitted correctly or your trapezius muscles are all wrong... I--"

Although I was going to explain, I didn't get a chance. The CEO perked up. "Oh!"

My words very quickly trailed off as I watched his shoulders immediately correct, almost as if he'd changed his postire, but I knew better. Before I even had a chance to think of what I was saying I leveled the accusation "You're an avatar!"

Alvin's gaze returned to Daniel. "You are correct, Mr. Fores... he is astute."

It was an obvious private discussion they had right in front of me, but I was quickly invited into the 'inner circle', so to speak. AETHER Corp's CEO, as it turned out, was a computer program-- a very advanced one, in fact. ALVIN, as his name stated, was an Artificial Lifeform, Virtual Intelligence Network. He even spent the next ten minutes explain just what that meant, and why he was so unique.

Adaptable Programs were designed to learn. Rather than being given specific, set-in-stone operating parameters they are designed to function with little supervision. APs are given the rules and guidelines, each with varying levels of weight in determining positive and negative feedback and their personalized goals are to maximize the positive feedback while limiting the negative. Given long enough and enough guidance an Adaptable Program would become an expert in the task for which it is created.

ALVIN's programmer designed him with the goal of being someone as opposed to something. Or, as he put it, "My creator therefore granted me the capacity to design myself... in much the same way as any organic system."

While that would have been mind-blowing enough in and of itself, ALVIN then continued right on by telling me that everything that had transpired that week was a test of sorts. Even as he started providing me details, that realization overpowered all other thoughts in my head. "A test? What? Why?"

Dan picked up the conversation, leaning forward to address me, both paws still in his lap on the pillow. "I learned about ALVIN last year when the upper executives tapped me for some administrative work."

The Collie on the holo-vid's expression went blank, except for the faintest upturn of the corner of his mouth on one side of his muzzle. "If I were to be asked, I would say that Gerald is taking the reveal much better than you, Mr. Fores."

The humor wasn't lost to be and I ALVIN's smirk to be contagious. Glancing sidelong at Dan, I was compelled to ask "Did you freak out?"

We continued talking for the better part of an hour. ALVIN and Dan explained to me that it took several months before the administrators decided to take the King Shepherd on board as the corporate representative at Farlight City and, when they approached him he immediately refused unless I could go with. I found myself blushing, especially when ALVIN added "I cannot recall a time when any of my employees made it that difficult to give them a promotion."

I shared a grin with Daniel as ALVIN went on to explain that there were Humans on Farlight but their presence was carefully monitored due to concerns over the H-Gene. That was when I finally got an explanation about the 'indecent proposal' that I'd been working through for the week. Although Daniel was the initiator of the 'extended services', it wasn't actually his idea and, according to ALVIN, he was distraught greatly by it.

The Collie looked to me as he explained. "He was adamant that there had to be an alternate test to make certain that you would not abuse your Human status when it came to Geneticons with whom you interact. Considering the short timeframe we had to verify your suitability as a candidate for residence in Farlight City, it was the most logical way to proceed."

I had a few choice words about that assessment, but I kept it to a snide remark. "And your logical, virtual intelligence network conclusion was to turn Dan into a sex trafficker?"

Although the King Shepherd to my left tensed up, ALVIN just laughed. "It was the most efficient way to verify what I needed to know, what our partners at Farlight would need to know, and what Daniel would need to know."

Dan sat up a little straighter. "What I-- what do you mean?"

ALVIN's smile widened. "Mr. Fores was unware that there was a tertiary purpose behind this testing procedure."

I glanced to my friend then back to the image of the Collie, but Dan spoke first. "I didn't know anything about a--"

He was interrupted by the CEO. "Precisely what I had just stated; you were not aware because you were not informed."

Picking up from where Dan left off, I asked "So what were you finding out on behalf of Dan?"

ALVIN'S emotive grin returned. "Considering what I interrupted by reaching out to you I believe the answer is self evident. Welcome to Project Farlight, Gerald Fores."

With that said, the holo-vid turned off, leaving us once again alone. I heard Daniel's tail beating out a soft tempo on the sofa cushion. A moment later his PCD beeped from its place on the table, and mine beeped from my wrist. He got up and retrieved his even as I looked down at mine. Our messages, as it turned out, were identical: we were registered to share an executive suite at the central towers of Farlight City. I was holding recruitment papers; ALVIN had hired me as an AETHER employee? And why did he give me Daniel's last name? Our responses were likewise identical. "Did we just get married?"

* * * * * *

The two of us sat in silence for longer than I'd bothered counting. The revelation that had suddenly struck me left me in wonder, still trying to figure out exactly where I fit into everything. To be honest, in retrospect, despite encapsulating everything I'd ever not even dared to hope for, the speed and suddenness of it all was something of a mood killer... for both of us, I'd bet. It's a strange thing to consider seeing as I'd apparently been given a corporate marriage to my best friend, but I think we were both still reeling.

Dan sat next to me on the love seat staring straight ahead, not saying a word. His paw eventually found my hand and we sat like that until the soft chime of a wall mounted clock. I remembered the sound from my childhood; his mom and dad had given it to him as a graduation present before we went to college.

In addition to breaking the silence, the chime also kick started my thoughts as I finally had something much less grandiose in scope on which to focus. "Wow... I didn't realize it was so late already..."

Dan gave my hand a gentle squeeze before standing up, rubbing the back of his head as he spoke. The way his tail curved faintly between his legs made me realize that he chose not to face me on purpose; was I that intimidating? His comment revealed why he was so ill-at-ease. "I... uh-- I didn't want to drop all that on you at once."

I smiled at the absurdity of how much he undersold what just happened. "What? That the CEO of AETHER is an artificial personality program? Or that you pimped me out as some kind of a test? Or that, before the night was over I'd be recruited as a full time corporate employee? Or--"

His tail curled a little more. "The whole... shotgun wedding thing."

The fact that Daniel's name was added to my corporate paperwork had been surprising, and, before that moment I still wasn't completely sure of the significance but him saying it aloud made it that much more real. I found myself whispering "Gerald Fores..."

Daniel cleared his throat uncomfortably. "Wasn't-- um... wasn't that a Terra world leader awhile back?"

The Dog had always done better at Terran History than me, but apparently I had better retention. "Gerald FORD, not Fores. He was a president of the United States of America in the late 20th century before they joined the United North American Alliance."

His tail offered a tentative wag. "Well, I still like 'Jerry' better."

As the shock of the moment finally began to fade, I just chuckled, leaning against him. "Me too, Danny... me too."

It wasn't the most traditional proposal, but I didn't mind. I settled in against my best friend and, apparently my husband as he nuzzled the top of my head, taking my hand in his paw. "So... you wanna stay the night?"

The inquiry bounced around in my brain a number of times, each run-through collided with memories of my early childhood; I used to spend the night at Dan's house all the time, but it had been over a decade since the last time. When we were really young the two of us slept together on his bed which had a double mattress. As we got older I transitioned to a cot that they had set aside. Toward the end, when his family had a guest bedroom we ended up sleeping apart. I still remember hating that.

Several seconds later and I'd finally caught my brain up to present. I only had one appointment in the morning and I'd already prepped for it so I didn't have to worry about rushing to the parlor. Truth be told, I liked the idea of having more time with Daniel. Stretching my leg out onto his lap to tweak the end of his tail with my foot I answered. "Sure."

The Shepherd's tail yanked away from my toes as he turned. "If you'd feel better about it, I have a spare bedroo--"

I felt my entire face blush as I interjected "I'd rather stay with you, if you're cool with that. I mean... we DO share a last name now... right?"

His ears raised immediately, their interior blushing profusely as a goofy expression split his muzzle with a wide grin as he stood, holding a paw out to me again. "I'm VERY cool with that... I just didn't want to assume that--"

Standing up from my place on the loveseat I took his offered paw and then stepped closer so there was no space between us and I slid my arms around his neck, elbows on his shoulders as I raised my head so I could kiss him on the nose. "Just assume, Danny... I'd rather you did."

With my pillow forgotten on the sofa, Daniel no longer bothered hiding his body. It had been a long time since we'd been in the locker rooms together and, even though he'd dressed down when he came to my parlor I'd always been a professional. Suddenly standing there with him, I had no reason to politely look away, and he smiled as my eyes drank in all of him. He was handsome... majestic... amazing. He was also apparently as excited as I was.

All of Dan's chest and abdomen were a dark cream color, far different than the brown and black of his sides and back. That light-hued fur continued down to his groin and inner thighs, creating a coffee-with-cream nest of fur from which a rigid red shaft stood at attention. Like a dog, his member was pointed, though it had the tell-tale signs of cross-hybridization by also having a more traditional human-looking glans at the head, all sticking up excitedly out of a furry sheath. My attention was pulled away only when he reached out and gripped me by the shoulders, growling mirthfully and hungrily "And you're STILL overdressed."

We reconvened to his room, where he began helping me strip. My top came off first, and he took a break from undressing me so his paws could travel all over my body, the warm paw pads searching out every inch of my body as he pressed himself to me, muzzle seeking out my mouth. His teeth brushed against my lips, tongue pressing needfully out to seek mine, and before I knew it I was overpowered, still trying to doff my track bottoms as we collapsed together atop his bed.

Although Dan landed on top of me one of his knees absorbed the majority of his weight on the mattress. With my back pressed against the bedspread, I closed my eyes, reveling in his touch and happily swept away in the river of his lust as it crashed down on me, pooling into my own as I moaned into his muzzle, but the sound only grew louder when I finally managed to kick off the last of my clothes, revealing my own needy erection the forest of fur that adorned his thigh. The Dog finally broke the kiss, leaving me panting as much from excitement as lack of breath, and he gaze down at me, announcing in a heady tone "Lights."

Although the lights in the bedroom dimmed they didn't go out completely, darkening the space and giving everything an even more surreal feel to it. Wasting no more time, Dan rolled to the side, landing next to me on the mattress so that I was no longer pinned. He nibbled at my ear softly wrapping an arm around me to pull my back to his chest. My heart was beating rapidly in my chest as I felt his doghood pressed against my back, nothing at all separating him from me. I can't deny that I was a little afraid; I'd never been with anyone like that before, but I was far more eager than fearful, and I turned my head back just in time to meet his muzzle, joining me in another kiss.

One of his arms was resting on the mattress as a pillow for my head but the other had free range of my body, fingers running up and down my skin. I shivered at his touch, gasping into his maw as his paw slid between us and he palmed my ass. Shivering, I inhaled, almost choking as his tongue licked into my mouth at the same time as one of his fingers delved into the cleft between my cheeks, the padded tip of his digit caressing my rectum.

He gave my lips one more lick before he pulled his head back, the whiskers at the end of his muzzle tickling my ear as he whispered softly "Is this alright?"

Unable to actually draw breath due to the feel of his finger caressing my most private of areas, I just gasped, nodding until I could make my vocal chords work. "Y-yeah.. that's... good... fine..."

I could feel Dan's next exhale against my back due to the deep vibration in his chest as his hot breath washed over my ear. "Jerry... Jerr-Bear... I-I... I want you so bad..."

Before I could say a thing his hips began to grind against me. While I could feel his thick flesh brush slickly against the small of my back, the motion also caused his pelvis against his paw, causing his finger to push against my opening with each movement. Despite wincing at the sudden intrusion, the momentary tightness did nothing to dampen my own desires. "M-me too, Danny... I want this... I want you."

Rotating his body slightly, Dan reached out with the arm that was cradling my head and pulled a tube out from beneath the pillow there. He nibbled on my neck, speaking softly as he slid the lubricant into my hand. "This is your first time... right?"

Whether it was hope or preparedness that had led to the lube being in place I didn't know, and didn't really care. Smiling, I accepted it, reaching back with my free hand to caress the fur atop his head, breathing out my revelation. "I have a lot of firsts with you, Dan... college... space... rain..."

He continued to kiss and gently tooth his way down to my shoulder, removing his paw from my ass as he slid it around my hip to present itself to accept the lube. Rather than give in to his demand I took my hand off his head and brought it around to in front of myself, squeezed out a liberal amount on my own fingers and then reached back behind myself; I heard him gasp as soon as my slick digits wrapped their way around his throbbing erection. His teeth bit down a little harder against my skin as he growled "Ooohh fffuck, Jerry..."

The hint of pain from the strength of his jaws was enough to make me gasp but he didn't bite hard enough to break the skin, and, as I began to gently stroke the lube up and down his hard shaft Dan wasted no time, thrusting into my palm, tongue massaging my shoulder while his teeth continued to grip it. His paw suddenly gripped my wrist and I paused. "...something wrong, Dan?"

He slowly released my shoulder, teeth pulling away as he licked at where he'd bitten. "No... right... too right, actually."

He didn't elaborate, but the sudden spray of precum against my back told me what he didn't; Dan was closer than I expected. Feeling my cheeks blush at the realization, I reached my other hand upward to offer him the bottle of lube over my shoulder, bopping him on the nose with the end of it for good measure. "Your turn?"

His chuckle was tight, but good-natured. He swallowed before speaking. "I... I've been thinking about this moment for years..."

I had no chance to respond when I suddenly felt one of his fingers return to my cheeks, slathering a line of gel until it found its mark and I wheezed, my body going tense as he slid effortless into me up to his first knuckle. I felt my groin tighten up when he wriggled his digit inside me and my thigh became stickly as my own erection gave up a pulse of precum. I found myself moaning, but the sound quieted when Danny's muzzle met my mouth and his tongue muffled it, filling me eagerly from both sides as it met my own and his finger delved deeper still.

My eyes closed again as the sensations overtook me; I gripped a handful of comforter as I felt every movement resonate through my whole body. Gasping, I didn't realize until Danny pushed forward that he'd added a second finger and, before I knew it, I felt filled to the brim. "O-oh, Dan... I--"

He stopped immediately. "...too much, Jerr-Bear?"

Shaking my head, I swallowed and took in a deep breath before I managed to get the words out. "N-no... I'm-- I think I'm... ready."

I felt the pressure in my bowels decrease as his paw came away, fingers withdrawing from my opening as he wrapped it back around me, his slick digits closing around my own rock hard erection and I gasped in surprise. He chuckled, licking my neck. "Hell yes, it sure feels like you are, anyway."

Not giving me the chance to respond, the King Shepherd pulled his hips back and I felt his shaft come away, the tip drawing down my lower spine and past my tailbone. With his arms wrapped around me, Dan shifted our bodies in unison and I tensed again as I felt his member slip down between my cheeks. Two gentle prods later and he found his target. I drew in a deep breath and I heard him inhale sharply; a moment later he eased inward and we each reversed our breathing-- he exhaled powerfully I drew in a breath through my teeth before moaning "Oh, Danny..."

Daniel began kissing the side of my neck where it connected to my shoulder, his paw caressing my erection as he slowly started pushing his length into me. After the head it became easier and I gasped as each centimeter pressed past my opening, flesh delving deeper into my insides with each passing second. I don't know how long passed but, with each gentle movement forward after each careful withdraw, weathering enough slow thrusts had earned me the sensation of feeling the Shepherd's generously-sized, fur-covered sac pressing up against my buttocks, and I turned my head back toward him, breathlessly questioning "You're.... in?"

His canine eyes glimmered back at me in the muted illumination, lit by adoration as much as the dim overhead lighting. "Yeah... I am. You're doing great, Jerr-Bear."

Dan's encouraging words were also accompanied by more movement of his paw on my member as I closed my eyes, letting out a fresh, shaky breath. His muzzle pressed to my lips as he gripped me even tighter, and I welcomed his tongue, sucking on it even as I caressed it with my own. His breath came out through his nose, caressing my cheek as his hips began moving again. I moaned against his tongue as I felt his member stroke my insides as surely as his paw on my own. The sensations were more intense than anything I'd ever felt, and I couldn't express it in any easy way, my body writhing in his grasp as he stimulated me in ways I hadn't ever thought possible.

Our kiss lasted for an entire breath before Dan broke it, his muzzle lowering over my shoulder as he panted, whining softly; it wasn't a sound of pain-- it was pure desire and helpless need. "Jerr... you're so tight... oh fuck-- I'm not gonna last long."

Despite doing little but squirming in his arms, I found myself panting as well. My body was slick with sweat and trails of precum and lube, but I didn't care; I smelled strongly of Dan and I loved it; I was enraptured, completely absorbed in the moment, but not so much that I didn't misunderstand what he was asking. Daniel was a canine Geniticon, which meant that certain aspects of his anatomy where akin in many ways to those of a Dog, and that included a knot. I reached a hand up to press against the back of his head, pulling him more fully into me as I turned my head aside and nibbled on the whiskers of his muzzle. "Do it... I want it, Danny."

His voice was already tight with his impending orgasm, but his eyes fluttered open as he whimpered faintly. "I-inside?"

Rather than answering verbally, I arched my back at his next thrust, pulling at his neck more fully; it was all the answer he needed. Unlike an unaltered King Shepherd, Daniel's knot at the base of his penis had no bone; it was more of a fleshy bulb that became thicker due to the increased flow of blood, but that didn't mean it wasn't a lot to take. We both cried out as he slid fully into me, and his whine took on a higher pitch as his arms tightened around me and, a moment later, I felt every square inch of his shaft pulse powerfully, shooting hot streams of semen into my depths.

I moaned, a little from pain, but mostly from euphoria as I felt him shuddering behind me. There was something gratifying about being able to create such a reaction from my lifelong friend, but I couldn't focus on it for long as his paw had never stopped and the added stimulation within my body only made it that much more obvious; I was not going to withstand my own release for long. It was my turn to whimper. "D-Dan... I'm.... close..."

Still panting wildly, my best friend nodded his head against mine, rubbing the side of his muzzle against my cheek before licking sideways toward my mouth. "Commere..."

His velvety muzzle pressed against my lips, his shaft's pulses slowly trailing off as he tapered down off of his release, but trapping my exclamation, kissing me tightly as my own began. I wanted to thrust; I wanted to push back against him; I wanted to struggle; I wanted to submit; I wanted to cry out; I was eagerly muffled. I came... hard... and Daniel was there through it all, giving me everything and denying me nothing.

The world spun around me as my head fell back to his arm, still held in his arms, his large, furry body surrounding me from behind as I gasped for breath. He continued panting in my ear, his chest pressing against mine with each rapid inhale, and each exhale warming my neck. As his breath finally started to normalize, he switched to licking the side of my face and, once I had come down off my high and slowly regained my senses, I stated simply "I love you, Dan... I have for a long time."

His cold black nose bumped against my jaw and he gave me another squeeze. "ALVIN did it for me, but I want to ask anyway... Jerry... will you come to Farlight City With me? Will you marry me?"

I think by now my answer would be obvious.