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Heart Race Canyon

I

Xexar massaged Finch’s white fur in the tent he and his boyfriend were sharing. These two wolves, lovers on a getaway to enjoy The Grand Canyon, had found themselves trapped under the star filled sky. Since it was night they could only stare at one another until Finch made it clear he was ready to take it one step further. Finch had to take it slow; making out was all of what he could handle for the time being, what with having a thin body and nervous heart. Too big of a surprise could send him into cardiac arrest. Xexar had discovered this the first time they tried sex. Xexar didn’t like it, but he loved Finch so much that for him, he’d take it slow. Only, his muscular body sent waves to his brain in pleads to pick up the pace. He had to tell himself that it had to be this way so suck it.

Xexar leaned in close and kissed Finch on the left cheek. “How you feeling? You ready?”

Finch shuttered. “I’m getting there, but…it’s…I had that dream again during the flight.”

Xexar moved back shifted his gaze to the tent floor and sighed. “Listen, Finch, it was just a dream,” Xexar snapped to Finch. “Just relax, ok?”

Finch turned away with shame. “Sorry, it’s just, I really love you and don’t want you to leave me.”

Xexar laid down on his sleeping bag and yawned. “Look, I understand your fear, but I promise you won’t lose me. How about we just get some sleep, ok?”

Finch crawled over to Xexar and sat by him. Finch kissed Xexar. Finch was ready.

II

Xexar opened his eyes and turned his head to his left. Finch twitched, sobbed, and shook in his sleeping bag. Xexar sighed, poor Finch had suffered from sleep problems ever since he was a kid. His father made his life a living hell using the dark and sleep as the tools to torture Finch to get him to stop being a sissy boy. It made Xexar so angry that Finch wouldn’t see a therapist but he couldn’t afford it. Xexar would help him but he had his own problems to deal with that required all the money he could get. However, if he got promoted at work, then things could change but for now all he could do was deal with the hell that he’d been thrown into.

“GOD DAMN IT FATHER!” Finch screamed. “WHY? WHY CAN’T YOU GIVE UP?”

Xexar turned and reached out a paw to Finch but paused. The last time he’d attempted to wake up Finch, he’d nearly got a broken wrist. True Finch was thin, but by the power of his dreams, he was blessed with strength like a pregnant woman giving birth. It was horrifying.

Finch snapped his head to Xexar, eyes wide open but there was a glaze over them as if stuck in a trance. “For fuck’s sake Xexar, tell him we are going to stay together whether he likes it, or not,” Xexar only stared but soon got his held out paw grabbed. “Why aren’t you speaking?”

Finch got up and took off out the tent. Xexar groaned and got out of the tent too. He watched Finch take off running, which wasn’t good. They were all the way out in the desert and where Finch was headed with no clue was in the direction of The Grand Canyon. Xexar chased after Finch who was crying like a little girl. Xexar could see in the moonlight the edge of the canyon.

“Finch!” Xexar picked up the pace and tackled Finch. “Wake up!”

Xexar shook Finch. Finch opened his eyes. He stared into Xexar’s eyes. The pair hugged.

III

Finch let out a howl as he felt himself explode in euphoria from Xexar pounding him so hard. Xexar let Finch do a foot job to finish him off. They hadn’t reached the level of comfort where having inside seed was fair game. For now they had sex to the point that Finch climaxed and Xexar would receive foot jobs. Otherwise they’d do, like right now, lie on their sides and cuddle. Xexar saw that the sex took away some of the pain that Finch felt with the sleep problems, but deep inside both of them knew more had to be done. Sex wouldn’t fix it all, digging had to happen, a hardcore search with analysis along the way, for peace to finally arrive.

“I love you,” Xexar turned to Finch who had a smile on his face. “I appreciate you running and catching me so I wouldn’t jump off and kill myself by mistake.”

Xexar rubbed the back of his head and chuckled. “Yeah, but listen, we need to have a talk.”

Finch sighed. “It’s not going to happen.”

“You don’t even know what I want to talk about.”

“Look, I haven’t got the money for a therapist, or even psychotropics.”

“I know, but if I get promoted, then will you be willing?”

Finch turned away and bit one of his claws. “I don’t know…”

Xexar growled. “Look, do you want to get better? Or would you rather go through hell?”

“It’s not that I want to do this, it’s just, well, I told you the gist, you were…”

“There? For fuck’s sake I was, I remember every god damn word. You said some of it last night.”

Finch turned quickly and hugged Xexar tightly. “Please, let’s go to The Grand Canyon?”

IV

Xexar and Finch sat near the edge of The Grand Canyon and stared down. The drop was horrifying due to both suffering from the vertigo effect. They couldn’t move, but as the sun went down and night came out, the effect wore off and they could stand…well, Xexar anyways. He noticed Finch was still as a statue and had been for a while. Something wasn’t right but what that was he couldn’t pick up. He reached out a paw and soon got grabbed by Finch. Finch’s eyes were glazed and it was clear he was dreaming. However, this time, for a rare experience, Xexar was in for one of the most wild ones he’d encountered. Xexar felt his spirit take off out of him.

“Why won’t you tell him we are together and he can’t change that?” Finch snarled.

“F-F-Finch…”Xexar trembled. “W-W-Wake up…”

Finch turned and began to head towards the edge. “You know what father…”

Xexar quickly grabbed Finch and restrained him. “Finch, you need to wake up!”

“YOU’RE A GOD DAMN MONSTER! THERE’S NOTHING WRONG WITH BEING A SISSY BOY!”

“FINCH! WAKE THE FUCK UP!”

“OH, SO NOW YOU WANT TO SPEAK UP, HUH?” Finch turned his head, the glaze was still there, he was still dreaming. “GO ON SPEAK HOW YOU REALLY FEEL!”

“I LOVE YOU, OK! BUT YOU NEED TO WAKE UP!”

Xexar slapped Finch across the face. Finch blinked twice and shook his head. He stared at Xexar who had his body drenched in sweat. Finch saw what was going on loud and clear. He began to cry, but Xexar pulled him in and held him close. Xexar patted Finch while humming.

“There, there,” Xexar hushed Finch as a means to soothe him. “Come on, let’s go home.”

V

Xexar relaxed his body in his flight seat with Finch fast asleep next to him. The two had been flying for a good two hours and thus far, no sleep issues. Finch, in fact, looked at peace. Did Xexar perhaps, though it’d be far fetched, cure Finch? Nah, yet, it would be nice because then perhaps Finch could have a normal life. For now, Xexar would have to monitor Finch’s behavior, and see if he indeed got any better from being on the trip with him. Xexar yawned, closed his eyes, and fell asleep…

Diseases come about like nightmares. Both affect loved ones. Each can cause role shifts.

Xexar let out a loud howl. Finch shot up like all the other passengers on board and focused in on Xexar. They watched as Xexar shook around in his seat like a bloodlust killer entrapped in chains. Finch touched Xexar’s left arm and Xexar snapped at him. Finch could see no sign of his lover in the eyes that were lost in slumberland. It made Finch gulp and ease back away in fear he’d accidentally get hurt.

“Finch?” Xexar looked around unaware he was dreaming. “Where are you? Answer me!”

“Xexar…what are you…dreaming about?”

“Finch! Finch! Please! Come to me! I don’t want to be alone!”

“No, no, no, no,” Finch surveyed the the plane to see all the eyes staring at them. “Don’t just gawk! Get this plane down as fast as you can near an airport! He might die for fuck’s sake!”

Finch took off his seat belt and attempted to wake Xexar. He lacked the strength to wake up Xexar due to fear. The plane would land, but Xexar would hit comatose before helped arrived.