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This story was written as Day 20 of Kinktober 2019 for Bluetippedwolf. Today's theme was Heat, and the story contains M/F sex between consenting adults.

Quelling the Fire

A wonderful thing about living in the modern day with all its medical marvels was the freedom it granted certain anthros from otherwise debilitating, not to mention embarrassing aspects of their natural life cycle. Many skunks underwent a harmless procedure when just weeks old to tie off the pathways to their scent glands. Special creams could aid many snake species when it came to shedding, reducing the discomfort and the amount it time it took for their bodies to peel and cast off their old scaled skins. And for many mammalian species, a weekly or even monthly pill could spare them from the intense hormonal surges and potential social embarrassment of either succumbing to their own heat cycle, or from being uncontrollably affected by the heat of others.

It was such an easy issue to avoid. Such a simple way of retaining more control and responsibility for an anthro's own body.

And yet, there were still some who chose to forgo that medication either every now and then, or permanently, precisely because of what they knew they would be kept from experiencing if they took it.

"Eat me. Now."

When Riddle awoke, two things reached his still weary, barely conscious mind in unison. Those words, hissed aggressively from somewhere above him, and the scent. The intoxicating, enthralling, all consuming scent of his wife's desire. A few moments later more things fell into focus, and with a giddy growl the wolf's tongue slipped instinctively forward as he came to understand where he was. Lying in bed, and resting with his wife's thighs either side of his face while her hot, dripping wet pussy ground down against his face. He felt his cock throbbing, half through what had likely been pre-existing morning wood but increasingly as a result of the winged feline's intense and pheromone laden scent. No matter how much he wanted to reach down and grab it though, the ferocity of his lover's desire compelled him to tend to her first. Thus his hands grasped at her thighs, and though there was almost no chance in hell of her doing anything to pull away from him in that moment, Riddle held his beloved partner in place as his tongue darted out again not just to taste and tease, but to begin tongue-fucking his wife's agonisingly aroused body as hard and as lavishly as it was able.

"Yes! Yes! Aa-aaaahhhfuck, m-more!"

Sphinx was a beautiful, kind, sweet woman. Strong and smart, and never without empathy, kindness, tenderness when it was deserved. Right then though, as Riddle felt one of her hands clutching at a handful of his headfur while she bucked and humped violently against his muzzle no matter how urgently he ate her out, all that tenderness was but a distant memory. Instead he growled in delight at this other, rarer side of his wife. This part of her that wasn't exclusively let loose when she was in heat, but which most definitely made an appearance each and every time they agreed that they'd enjoy her skipping her pills for a couple of weeks. He loved seeing her like this. Hearing her. Feeling her so out of control, so unwilling to compromise in her pursuit of pleasure and satisfaction. He loved it, and though he knew today was going to be a long, exhausting day for him, he was determined to match her energy to the very end.

"Riddle! O-oh... ohhh god, fuck! Riddle!"

The wolf snarled as he heard his partner scream his name at the top of her lungs, and barely a minute after he'd started to tongue-fuck her felt Sphinx' body begin to thrash and shudder, and her pussy to gush hot juices all over his face as her first orgasm of the day crashed through her. He didn't stop licking though. He didn't loosen his grasp on her thighs or even remotely consider that she might stop humping him as she hissed and mewled and squirted into and across his licking, panting maw. And sure enough, when after twenty seconds or so her screams and yowling cries of ecstasy trailed off, her husband's face flushed hotter and a determined grin spread across his glistening, dripping muzzle as Sphinx grunted down at him without breaking the rhythm of her thrusting, grinding hips for even a moment.

"Again."

She commanded; not pleading, not requesting, not kindly asking her husband to satisfy her. Telling him outright, and shrieking gleefully in rapturous bliss as Riddle didn't just keep going, but began to lick at the interior walls of her dripping, aching, hyper-sensitive pussy even more greedily and roughly than before.

"R-right there! Oh... ohhhhfuck, right fucking there! Yes, Riddle! God. Ohhh my god, f-fuck! Yes!"

*******

"Y-you want my cum...?"

Three hours later, they still hadn't left the bed. Bright morning sunlight shone through a gap in the drapes, catching the glimmer of wetness upon the lovers' sheets while above the bundled up and long since cast off bedding, Riddle lay over Sphinx's quaking body as his hips ploughed hard down against hers. Even one hour ago he wouldn't have dared to tease her like this, fearing that in her heat stricken savagery she might claw him in the face for even suggesting that he was going to hold anything back. Twice already the wolf had buried his cock in Sphinx and flooded her with his cum though, and given how many orgasms he had eaten and fingered her to amidst those two prior loads, he suspected that the woman he loved might just have had enough of the edge taken off her lust in order to enjoy a little light-hearted teasing.

He yelped a few moments later as two sets of claws dug deep into the flesh of his shoulders, and legs wrapped around his waist, ankles pressing down against his ass from above so tight that he could feel the bones of her feet pressing hard against those of his pelvis.

" Cum!"

Sphinx snarled with monstrous hunger, growling, grunting, shuddering as despite being far more slender and less strong overall than the wolf, she effortlessly rolled him over and took full control, snatching away his autonomy having heard that he clearly wasn't using it as effectively as he could. She began to bounce, to ride him hard and rough, pulling almost all the way up and off his cock before plunging back down upon it in a split-second flat, semi-swollen knot and all. Riddle howled. Riddle yelped and whined and tried to catch his breath enough to assure Sphinx that he was just teasing, that he wasn't really going to make her wait or work for it, just beg a little. Before he could gather his senses enough to say any of that though Sphinx's pussy wrapped around his knot one last time and squeezed it, milked it to such full engorgement that once again he found himself locked inside of her. She screamed. She roared as her claws dug deeper still into his shoulders with utterly mindless, lust-ridden fury, and the wolf roared back at her as mere seconds later while she continued to try and ride him just as hard, tugging and squeezing far too hard on his now locked and immobile knot, he was driven to do as she demanded, and begin to paint the innermost workings of her body with every drop of cum that his body had been able to hurriedly produce since last time.

*******

"Aahhh... I... o-oh, Riddle... I'm s-sorry about earlier..."

Steam rose around their entwined bodies as more hot water fell upon them, Riddle seated cross-legged upon the floor of the shower, with his wife straddling his lap and riding him more slowly, more luxuriously now. She was coherent, she was in control to at least some degree now, and as she pushed herself up and down upon the wolf's cock while his hands cupped her ass and aided her gentle bouncing, her own paws tenderly stroked her husband's shoulders, carefully avoiding the points where her claws had pieced his skin during her more wild exertions. Sphinx blushed, quaked, and let slip a muffled cry as Riddle just chuckled at her tender apology, and pressed his muzzle to hers in a deep, lengthy kiss. Only when their muzzles parted a while later, panting, whimpering as they nuzzled against one another while fighting for breath, did he actually respond with words. Even then though, he wasted little time trying to convince his wife that he was okay. She knew he was fine with it, and much as he appreciated her apology, there was something in that moment he wanted from her much, much more than to hear any regrets she had.

"Want me to knot you again like this? Or... cum in you without the knot, then eat you a while before we get out?"

The wolf grinned as his wife's eyes bulged, and a strangled grunt escaped her lips as the question alone triggered a small but intense mini-orgasm that crashed across her already beautiful and bliss-stricken face, and left her looking not only even more gorgeous, but more horny and desperate than before.

"I... I just... I... I w-want..."

Sphinx began, struggling to compose a sentence now as she began to ride Riddle a little harder, and blushing as he growled to her in pleasure-stricken passion of his own.

"You don't care really, do you? A-ah... god, Sphinx. I can see it in your eyes. You don't care how, right now. You just wanna cum, don't you?"

She mewled, nodded, and a moment or two later shrieked loudly as Riddle raised his arms across her back to cradle his wife's shoulders and the back of her head, then lurched forward, pressing her down on her back onto the shower floor and suddenly placing himself in the dominant position, starting to hump her rather more forcefully than her own pace's grinding, bouncing strokes.

Riddle grinned as his wife opened her muzzle wide and tried to answer his question, but only a wild, incoherent gurgling issued forth.

"Gonna knot you."

He snarled to her tenderly, shivering in delight as the promise of his words alone drew a wild scream from her lips.

"G-gonna cum in you while you squirt and gush all over me. And... a-ahhh, oh god, Sphinx. And then, when I'm locked inside you, I'm gonna lift you up... carry you out of the shower and back to bed, and I'm gonna get your favourite vibrator out of the toy box. You're gonna cum so many times before my knot lets you go, my love. And then... then, Sphinx... when your clit's throbbing, aching from being stimulated so, so much by your vibe? I'm gonna lie down between your legs, and suckle on it till you beg me to sto-oohhgod..."

" Yes!"

Riddle never quite made it to the end of that teasing but sincere promise to his wife, his eyes bulging and his voice trailing off into a desperately giddy groan as before he could even knot her, she reached that explosive, wild orgasm which had been building within her ever since they first slipped into the shower to wash off a little of the morning's ripeness.

*******

After the shower, after they soaked their bed with their still dripping wet bodies and after Riddle almost got kicked in the face by his wife during his attempt to suckle her to a second clitorally stimulated orgasm in a row while she thrashed and roared and clawed their damp sheets to ribbons, the two lovers broke for lunch.

"Aaa-a-aahhyess..."

Sphinx stood before the fridge, its cool air bathing her bare chest as she held a plate with some sliced ham from the prior night in one trembling hand, and tried to focus on nibbling at the tender, tasty leftovers while Riddle gently humped her from behind. Not long after that she found herself sprawled over one of the kitchen's counters, trying not to claw deep gouges into the worktop as Riddle grunted, huffed and gripped her hips as he fucked her hard, his moans muffled somewhat by the chocolate chip cookie he'd plucked from the open jar beside his wife shortly before their passions overrode their attempts to actually gain a little energy from a meal.

"Cumming! I... ohhhgodyes, I'm cumming!"

Wings beating against the linoleum floor, Sphinx shrieked as Riddle buried his face in her neck, and howled in ecstasy as he flooded her clutching pussy with cum some ten minutes later. Close by one of the cupboards stood open, Sphinx only having bent over for a moment to try and grab a couple of cups to get herself and Riddle a glass of water. Eventually of course they succeeded in refuelling, at least to an extent. But still, when Sphinx began to drag Riddle back towards the bedroom with a desperate glint in her eyes, Riddle took the precaution of taking a fresh packet of cookies with them... just in case.

*******

"More... please..."

Sphinx gasped as her pussy convulsed and clutched in orgasm around Riddle's fingers, two of the wolf's digits grinding against her g-spot for all they were worth as he knelt over his wife, lapping playfully at one swollen nipple while she arched her back and held his face to her chest.

*******

"More!!"

Still she wailed, still she begged as orgasm overcame her yet again, the mid-afternoon sun illuminating the upstairs hallway while Riddle pinned her between his relentlessly working body and the wall just outside their bedroom door, too far away after their most recent bathroom break to possibly make it to the bed before their urges consumed them once again.

*******

"Don't stop. D-don't ever... ever... oooohh... ohhhgod. Ohh fuck. Oh, I... c-cumming! Riddle, please. Just like that! Yes! Yes! Ahhhyesssss!"

A pizza box with just two slices remaining within it lay open on the coffee table, and their favourite cooking show flickered upon the muted TV screen as Sphinx mewled in renewed rapture, her legs lying down across Riddle's back and her hands not gripping, but gently caressing the back of his head as he ate her through her third orgasm since the last commercial break.

*******

It was dark out, and dark in the unlit bedroom, when Riddle slipped into Sphinx for what they both suspected would be the last time that day. He didn't go slow by any means, didn't restrain himself at all as they wrapped themselves around one another and began to fuck, panting, whimpering, faces resting together and eyes piercing into one another's very souls through the evening gloom. But, finally, at long last, exhaustion was claiming them both. It didn't matter how violently Sphinx's libido was begging for more, nor how intensely the scent of his wife's intoxicating pheromones were compelling Riddle to keep on breeding her until he was certain that a whole litter of young was ready to burst forth within her fertile womb. Their bodies simply couldn't keep up. Their minds couldn't process much more pleasure, or frankly stimulation of any kind aside from some healthy, much needed REM cycles.

But, before they could succumb to their fatigue, they had to fuck once more.

They had to watch one another cum, to hear it, to feel it just one more time.

"I... I love you..."

Riddle whimpered as he pressed himself deep into Sphinx, twitching, throbbing, but in that moment utterly unable to find the strength to pull back for the next stroke no matter how badly he wanted to.

"I... y-you... my Riddle... t-too..."

Sphinx gurgled back, toes curling, wings quivering, eyes heavy lidded as she felt Riddle remain buried to the hilt within her, cock twitching just enough to push her over the edge into one more orgasm for her intensely overstimulated, currently hair-triggered nether regions. The pleasure arced through her like lightning, and she drew in a deep breath the scream. Her eyes rolled back. They fell shut as she collapsed, limp and groaning ever so softly under her breath even as her pussy kept on convulsing and twitching around the wolf's cock.

They were asleep in seconds, and would not move, would not stir again until well after noon the following day.

But, when they did... it would be bliss, passion, and love beyond all limitations which welcomed them back to the waking world. After all, the first day of Sphinx's heat had passed, but with no medication to regulate or restrict her body's natural cycle... there were still at least two more days yet to come.

By Jeeves

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