Let it Get To You
--Something I did for a very wonderful artist- Sarovak. He really liked it and even did a picture for it. Yay X3 I dont know if he posted it on his Sofurry, but you can find it on his FA ^^ --
Let It Get To You
by theonehowl
The sun transgressed over the the city to beat down on the tight niche of suburban homes like a lazy bully. The heat caused a lot of things to happen, and, in effect, just as many things didn't get done. It was the reason for the lone play toys and empty Big-wheels strewn out in front yards, neglected like the dried flowers and brittle lawns in other yards. The sun, however, took no part in the boiling blood in Jack's veins.
The wolf carried himself along the sidewalk with sunken brows that would scare children away. The air around him fumed and steamed with high tension and emotion. The crimson shade in his fur stood out in the mix of brown and black streaks. Marching legs stomped on steadily in his stained blue jeans with the torn ends. The sleeveless white tank top rested loosely on his hard shoulders. His frown matched his eyes which stared ahead with deadly determination. Those eyes ignored the smaller, lesser reptile that straddled his foot steps in constant effort to stop him.
"Jack, just leave it alone. This is my fuck up, just... listen-" the reptile pleaded. His scales on his back and tail shined in the sun rays like his eyes did when they gazed upwards, begging to get a foot in the door of Jack's distant sympathy. He knew there were no physical means to stop his hot-headed boyfriend, and so the only influence he knew were his cute faces and yummy bits, specifically his attractive assets that he purposely rubbed against Jack every so often during this negotiable walk.
Jack ignored the assets, the cute faces. The tight fluff of a scaly butt cradled in short-shorts, maybe shorter, failed to snag even a sneak-glance from his hard eyes. Those things didn't matter to him. His arm would be pulled on every so often, but the action was harmless to his broad shoulder-head taller figure.
The wolf acknowledged the pulling on his arm only consciously, but made no indication of it to the reptile. He knew that his lover wore the fishnet shirt over the nipple rings today, and he knew if he turned back now that his loving lizard would let him tug on them while they made rough, passionate love next to the cool air conditioner mounted in the window. That was too far away now, though. Jack came a long way from their two-story apartment of loud neighbors, peace-disturbing vehicles, and fears for home security. They both came from a place where there wasn't a lot. There was only him and Daniel. Now, that fragile belief has been compromised.
"Let's just turn around... forget the whole thing," Daniel suggested, not being the first time he said this. Both his scaly fingers clenched on to the wolf's bicep while his heels dug in the sidewalk, suddenly bringing both of them to a resolute and unexpected stop that made Daniel gape in astonishment.
Jack took the time to finally acknowledge the short lizard, gazing down with slow calculated breaths. Still no words from the wolf, but that was cautionary... Two, merely two, isolated incidences of abuse on his part taught him to give up booze and to breath quietly to himself when angry. The strain of his effort not to speak, which could be followed by an unfavorable act of violence, sat clearly in the way he stared down at Daniel with burning contempt. The lizard just looked back in repressed fear. "Please," he said to Jack despite the present danger in pushing the wolf. "This isn't necessary..."
The choice of words felt poor in Jack mind. This was necessary to him. He cared a lot, about one thing especially. Did the sniveling little reptilian care about their relationship at all? This question had been on his mind the whole trip. With a heavy intake of breath, he turned and continued his path, leaving Daniel to follow defused and disappointed.
The wolf didn't have trouble figuring out Toth's address. The information gave itself away when he Googled around a little. It all started with an unpredicted, nasty discovery on the Web...
Jack sat down to his desk one day, and began looking around for something to paw off to in order to pass the time. His boyfriend was out. A friend messaged him with an unexpected "Do you know where Daniel is right now?" With curiosity and a sinking, uncomfortable sensation , he reluctantly followed the link. A window opened with a live feed image of a cam mounted somewhere over head in a shower... Out of its steamy depths showed two full figures of green glistening scales, coupled in a visual and feral heat. It would have been one of the hottest videos... a huge muscle-toned beast behind a lighter shaded green, almost girlish figure, reptile. The water created an illusion of sweat by the way they went so hard at it. Two large trunks for arms encircled the smaller lizard, holding him in the clef of the flat muscled chest. It would have been very hot, if it wasn't Jack's precious Daniel cradled into the beast. The hurt was enough to cry to, but the arousal confused his feelings too much. He had to shut the video off, try to block the betraying arousal and the feeling of betrayal itself.
Now, Jack was simply mad. No pain, lust, or confusion deterred his decision. This decision consisted of kicking a scaly beastly ass and feeling somewhat better about being cheated on(although, he subtly understood it wouldn't). Underneath, he knew better, but it went with the anger. Daniel dwindled in his light, and the anger stayed behind for him, was there for him like no one else was at that moment. He held on to the anger for Toth because he didn't trust it with only Daniel left, the only one left to take the anger out on.
Daniel swooped into the wolf's path once those feet stopped in front of the designated house.
"Jack, go home before this gets out of control."
Jack stood on the sidewalk, facing mostly a plain lonely-looking home. His thoughts contemplated briefly on the way he found the address. Toth happened to work for a big porn production company. A few clicks helped him discover that the reptile wasn't afraid to have his own page with his own personal information, including his address.
His traitorous lover towered poorly between the taller wolf and the massive target. A concrete walkway opened under Daniel's feet, running up to the front door. Jack watched the pathway lead to his target and started to walk.
Daniel sprang to hold him back, but he couldn't do much with his small size and lesser weight. His girly form was comedic in its act of resistance, throwing its full weight to secure the wolf from moving forward any further. Jack's mechanical attitude and simmering temper didn't even react. Daniel yipped when a dispassionate paw swept him aside, causing him to trip and stumble away from the wolf, and land in the grassy lawn.
Once on the ground, Daniel stared at Jack's back. He made no attempt to get up. It was no use. Everything would play out like Jack wanted it to, or, at least, the way he thought he wanted it to.
The wolf pressed the door bell, his present patience almost out of character. The anticipated thumps of feet came steadily from the other side. His anger simmered below as he listened.
He never wavered when the door opened to show a large lizard, built with broad and toned shoulders, the rest of him looking just as muscled. The reptile's slender muzzle had pointed fangs tucked under his upper lip with a gold ring hanging from his nostrils. His hind jaw had tusks that stuck out like three-finger claws.
Once Jack's eyes became acquainted with the exotic reptile, the first thing he noticed was the smell. The door unleashed a wave of scents mixed together so strongly it made his head a little dizzy. His senses lit up like Christmas lights. His paw convulsed with the restrain to cover his nose, but he didn't want to give the bigger reptile the pleasure. Still, the smell of sex, sweat, and in so many various types. So many different smells, so many bodies who have... done that... in his house. More smelled fresher than Jack wanted to admit. He lost composure and twisted his head to the side to take in a long, clean breath.
"Can I help you?" The voice, like strong velvet laid on leather, caught Jack's ears as they pointed straight up. The wolf growled while starring down those yellow slanted eyes. As far as height was concerned, he stared up into the eyes. The dark slit-pupils in the pool of yellow just barely condensed in response to the wolf's growling. Daniel never interfered, giving the men space.
"You must be, Jack," the large reptile said.
"You're damn right I am..." Jack's muzzle twitched and wrinkled, growls rolling inside his chest. Both of them stood at an invisible, uncrossable line. One side Jack stood angry, and the other side Toth stood passive like stone. As time went by, Jack soon became conscious of the 'heavy weight' build the lizard had. He finally noticed that this reptile wore no clothes.
Jack's ear dipped. A large prick hung over a low swinging, heavy ball sac. The whole light-skinned package swayed bare and unapologetically in the open.
Jack stared at it for a moment with even eyes. He remembered the pictures, but the real deal and the constant odor from inside the house(maybe some coming off of Toth, too) left him with wondering thoughts. Ideas filled his mind, like the image of those tennis ball size-orbs swinging with Toth's every step to the door. Then he remembered that monster shaft being inside his lover...
The anger came back to the wolf after a quick shake of the head, despite his sheath being slightly swollen from the undeniable gawking. Still, he ignored the nagging arousal and faced the scaly beast eye to eye...
Then, things changed.
Jack, snarling when he looked up, felt his jaw rest from the angry emotion and go slack. His eyes began to feel bigger, or maybe the yellow eyes grew bigger, or something had gotten smaller and something else got bigger. He couldn't tell. Then he didn't care. A lot of things didn't make sense, but the need to care slipped just as soon as he noticed; like why he was no longer angry, why he felt relaxed all of the sudden, why Toth had a smile in his eyes. Big yellow eyes, small black slits spinning away. These things came and went from his mind. The worry with them went as well.
"Come in," that dark velvet voice caressed the his ears. The lost wolf with softly twitching ears let out a quivering sigh. The sound and words slowly seduced him to pad into the house on bare feet. Toth backed out of the way as Jack came, head turned sideways looking into the yellow glowing eyes. "You too, Daniel." The large lizard stared at Jack as he addressed the lizard in the yard.
More thoughts came into Jack's mind before they fled from his conscious' grasp. Why did he so easily and peacefully comply with the reptilian he hated just a moment ago. He still hated this reptilian didn't he? He didn't know. He wouldn't care for long. Why did he feel so magically calm? He forgot why it even mattered. How did those eyes pierce into him, as if they touched his soul? It didn't matter, and he couldn't remember why he even asked the question.
Still, those words felt so good as the magical eyes subdued his mind with an overwhelming calmness. The sound of those words sent a warm thrill through him, encouraging the eager intentions to follow. His chest vibrated with a soothing "murr". Those deep feelings and the scents in the house, surrounding him, corrupted his sense of smell. It started to become a happy place of peace, sex, and glowy-eyes.
Jack didn't notice Daniel, kneel on the hardwood floor right beside him. He was completely unaware of his lover's obedience to the hunk lizard standing before them. Daniel's face fixated adoringly up to the glowing eyes which still captured Jack's.
Pretty eyes... the wolf absently thought.
"Letsss take this to a more a comfortable room." Daniel nodded from below in agreement and Jack began to nod the same. Daniel obeyed by moving on all fours to the adjacent room. The next room had gray cushion seats, one singular and the other a love seat, organized in a "L" shape, sitting upon the elegant designs of a red carpet. He reached the rug first and sat his knees on the plush surface. All the while, Toth backed himself slowly with the tamed wolf in tow until they were close to the couches. The large reptile gently sat back, eyes always bridging the deep connection- deep, down further and further, deeper and down so far down.
"Now, take a seat, Jack," Toth said. Jack couldn't tell if it was the eyes speaking. "We have a while to get your thinking on the right track." His smile, like his eyes, held the sinister and cocky demeanor since the wolf had fallen under the unexplainable and undeniable spell of the glowing yellow. His big scaly hand invited the wolf with a pat to his lonely thigh, a thick flaccid member sitting next to it. The details of Jack's place of seating had become far from irrelevant since his new thoughts- down, stare, don't look away, might miss something... it's already so interesting... almost figured out what's in those eyes. He smiled with glassy eyes before letting himself have a seat on the big-pretty-lizard's thigh, lifting his tail out of the way and letting it sit limply behind him on the couch.
Toth reveled in the comforting weight of the wolf sitting, limp but so attentive to the eyes and commands told to him. The three existed for a moment in their positions, configured by Toth's will alone. They were where they needed to be, where he wanted them to be. He let out a deeply pleasing sound as he felt the stirring from down below beginning to arise.
Jack sat with singular purpose, singular thoughts coming in one at a time but so powerful and potent-so yellow, glowing too. Thoughts that-controlled, subdued, no thoughts at all except the rhythmic breathing and the dutiful relaxation... can't get away from staring... something there again, so deep in those eyes... just have to look harder. The wolf couldn't get the simplest thought through the blaze of-eyes, glowing, deep, stare, drowning in relaxation. He never even reacted to the mentioning of 'get your thinking on the right track'. It just didn't feel right to think anything that could possibly disturb his staring.
No. Only the eyes mattered.
Yellow jewels radiated indescribable feelings of warmth and peace of mind. Those sensations could only be dimly related to similar sensations like waking up from a wet dream, hot showers after working a double shift, or receiving a direct massage to every neuron resting in the hemispheres of the brain.
Toth watched with his power of influence running through the wolf's mind. It wasn't important who Daniel slept with anymore. The old apartment, his and Daniel's home, retained lesser and lesser value. That candle light dinner to celebrate achieving their first home together no longer mattered. That special night, the love making that followed, drained of its special cinder that sparked the feelings between them. His idea of love-making broadened till it encompassed Toth into the picture. With those eyes, too. He couldn't bring himself to think of sex that purposely excluded the domineering reptile.
The inside of Jack's mind took its new shape over the course of an hour. He never moved from his perch on the reptiles tree trunk thigh, nor did his eyes break from the glowing spectacles looking so intensely into his soul-where only Toth's will was prevalent. He was too caught up in the dreamy alteration to even take notice of background movements like Toth's tongue which would flicker out of his pointed muzzle on occasion. Daniel stayed obediently by the wayside, almost stone still while his lover took the mind-altering influence from his master's eyes. He made no indication of remorse for the slow loss of their relationship. That connection slowly grew old and forgotten like lost temples overgrown by the jungle's overgrowth. The overgrowth grew over those temples, and the temples simply went from being something special to a base for something more powerful. That's how Jack's mind was. A basis for the overpowering entanglement of Toth's control.
Daniel's tail twitched, but he sat compliantly. He wouldn't move unless told to. He obeyed the new master of his life. He only did as he was told. That meant when he was told to pose for a camera in the shower to enrage his lover, he did it. It meant if he needed to act convincing for the wolf, to not suspect any preplanned action, he did it. It meant that when the wolf was ready to confront Toth about the treacherous act, he would call and let his master know they were both on the way. He just did as he was told.
His tail gave another twitch as he sat and watched the process of mind over wolf continue. He took in a long breath of the house's odor, so thick and heavy as if he buried his muzzle between the legs of a male.
Jack also took in the scent with a passive appreciation. His canid nose doomed him to be weak to those lovely scents. His new mind associated the smell with a vivid idea of "home". Not the home that came with taxing ordeals such as bills or personal belongings. On the contrary, no belongings were personal to Jack. At least, the one's he could remember. Those memorable belongings consisted of mostly of his dear lover, Daniel. He planned to have a life of sharing with Toth.
At that moment, past all the trials of conditioning and teaching the wolf his new life, Toth grew stiff with arousal. Daniel did't let it go unnoticed, his eyes staring the thick protrusion down harder than Toth's stare with Jack. Drool slithered down the corner of Daniel's slightly ajar mouth. His lips would squeeze flat ever so softly and gulp down the collection but would forget ever minute or so and let it slide down again to collect at the neck of his shirt.
"Daniel," Toth's words snapped Daniel out of his obsessive fancy. His eyes jumped up to look at Toth. "I believe our dear Jack is ready..."
The subservient reptile smiled like an excited dog ready for its treat before crawling over to the larger lizard and bringing his snout to his master's erection. He moved his head forward and dragged a long tongue up slowly from the stout base to the fat crown, leaving a wet warm feeling in its wake. The musky taste seeped into his taste buds as he lapped another time and another, leaving the wetness to build up and run down and wet Toth's testicles. Then, he pressed his lips over the crown, tongue lashing at the urethra, and slid down to take in more of the taste filling his mouth and making his tail swing behind him. His paws reached up to rest on Toth's knees, the claws digging into the hard scales in delight. His head began to bob with the distinct sounds of slurping and heavy breathing filling the silent room.
Toth's head settled back against the couch by the sensation of warmth, wetness, and a couple being stripped of their wills and enslaved to his, the rush and the gruesome delight making him tingle deep within. He never took his eyes away from the wolf, though, his lids grew heavy. The pleasure of it all fed his fire to take the wolf and complete the implantation of his control. Still, he savored the role as the winner before the victory. It's been long enough, though.
"Now... oohh..." Toth's eyes blinked a little, beginning to feel distracted. His jaw grew a little tight with the rising sensations, the hardness throbbing in his pet's mouth. "You..."
Jack's head bobbed a little. His head started to feel extremely fuzzy, unlike the sensation of false clarity and empty thought he had before. Everything in the world made sense to him before, but as those glowing eyes began to dim the sensation dimmed as well. The outside elements came through like a sleep-haze dream. Couches, carpet, inside a house... on Toth's lap.
Something felt wrong. His tail no longer wagged, and his eyes blinked. He felt a bit of drool at the corner of his mouth and lapped at it with a dizzy confusion. In his dream, he thought about fighting Toth but the door mattered more for some reason.
Then the wolf felt a paw grab on his wrist and yank his weight down, off whatever he was sitting on. He landed on the floor with a hard thump. The dream crashed away from his sleepy mind, and the carpet under him registered more with him. His mind began to function again.
"W..What's-" he began to say, his voice just as tired as he felt. He then noticed Daniel hunched over giving head to Toth, who looked as if he wanted to protest but couldn't. Then, Daniel waved behind in a "go away" gesture. First, pain settled in his heart, but Jack realized that vivid need to get to the door. Uncertainty made him hesitate. "What about y-" That paw pushed his shoulder, and, in his newly woken state of mind, he fumbled down on the carpet. The wolf watched in disbelief at his lover, who still went down on Toth with a driven purpose he never saw before.
Toth gave off strangled grunts, wiggling in place as the smaller reptile wouldn't relent. He knew the wolf would get away if he didn't... He felt jaws clamp down hard around his shaft, and he could only moan helplessly. His eyes squinted open to see the weight on his leg suddenly relieved and Jack staring at Daniel helplessly. His grin grew wide. He almost got out a command, but a slippery tongue made him gasp and moan. His hips jumped some, and his claws dug at the couch.
Jack broke away from the lamenting decision when Toth began moaning louder. He scrambled out of the living room. The wolf felt his tail smack against the wall and his shoulder hit the door to the outside. His paw hesitated with its grip on the door nob, strong and aching in its hold on the cool brass. He panted for air, the stench of the house finally helping him notice he was hard. His eyes stared at the living room's opening with an ache similar to the one he felt in his paw's painful grip on salvation.
Thing's weren't making sense to the wolf. The need to run was there, but the reason was missing. Where would he go? Did he have a home? This place reminded him of home, but didn't feel like it. Daniel needed to come with him, but he was with Toth, and he had ownership of them both. That didn't sound right to him, either. Nothing made sense, and the door nob felt more like a stranger in his grip, which began fade slowly away from his grasp.
Jack's shoulders moved aside and connect with corner right next to the door. His knees bent and his arms hugged close to his chest. The little seat he made for himself in that corner felt more reassuring than the anxiety of decision. His nose sniffed. The scent-filled air felt very comforting, and the foot steps that reverberated though the hardwood floor also gave some comfort, like the decision had been made for him almost. Those foot steps soon brought Toth into view, the prominent erection between his legs pointing at him accusingly.
"Well... you didn't get far...," Toth said. The lizard placed his knuckles against his jagged hips. Jack's eyes skimmed the top of his brow as they searched for mercy, pleading for guidance. "Don't feel bad. You looked like you were having so much fun a moment ago." His lips held in a tight line of uncertainty. Those feet moved in, bringing the stiff erection closer. The wolf's ears twitched and the base of his tail felt confined in the corner when it tried to move. "You know this is what you want..." A large reptilian paw slid under that erection. He wanted to look at the reptile's expression but feared the glowing eyes, for a reason he couldn't be sure of. The silence filled the room, almost as thick as the smell. His toes and fingers curled. Pointing. Accusing. Waiting.
He took another deep breath full of all the smells before he closed his eyes tight, leaning forward and give a testing lick. He tasted Daniel some, with a hint of the new reptile taste he never tried before. Then, his lips pressed over the tip and slid. His tongue couldn't stop from curling around and pulling his mouth closer. A quick hiss reached his ears and he began to bob, the taste now flooding his mouth. And he couldn't bring himself to hate it like he hoped.
Jack's eyes looked up, too curious about Toth's expression. That glow came back, and everything made sense again. Somehow, he ended up on the couch. Things moved faster than before. His mind found that empty clarity sooner than last time. He couldn't keep up with the events as the world moved around him practically on it's own. He felt the couch under him as his knees and paws sunk down deep into the cushions with his weight. Deep down. Those words so clear in the emptiness. Daniel's tongue blared out loudly through his muddled awareness as it ran over his tailhole. Again and again, making him sink down on the couch and let his ass levitate in the air almost by its own accord. Paws grabbed his cheeks and the tongue slithered down inside, sliding around inside him. The wolf's shaft rubbed against the couch, naked and bare. He didn't even know he was naked unti then, nor did he care.
Then the tongue was gone. Something shifted behind him, but he laid there on the couch waiting. The heavy weight of a large body knelt behind, feeling good as it snugged up close. Something long and warm pressed stiffly between his cheeks, wet but definitively not another tongue.
"AHHh..." Jack said when that warm, wet stiff object broke through the stiff ring of his tailhole. The wetness left by the tongue followed the tip of the shaft up, deep inside of Jack's ass. He never remembered feeling so full. His entrance felt like a ring of fire gripping and trying to squeeze off the long shaft buried deep inside. The hottest part was that no matter how he squeezed, it felt unbelievably strong and unbreakable. That power and strength sliding in and out of him almost put him over the edge. The couch beneath stained with his dripping wet prick. His claws tore at the edge of the love seat. The hips came down, connecting, but all he could feel was heavy and full. His body went stiff with a doubtful fear of how much he held inside.
Then, claws slowly raked through the fur on his back, causing his tail to lift. Daniel's lips touched against the side of his muzzle, and he kissed them back. A tongue responded by sliding into his muzzle. He felt Daniel's petting his head as his eyes shut. The thrust from behind came on stronger and faster, but the kiss soothed and relaxed him more. Warmth spread through his tunnel, and distantly he knew that was the exited drips from Toth's erection leaking precum. He pushed back against the thrusts, enjoying the cushion falls of every push. Whines curled up in his throat and slipped into Daniel's muzzle.
The moments felt so long, the large bashing weight from behind and a soothing, melting kiss. Then Jack heard Toth moaning loudly, and the unmerciful beating of his hips told him what approached. The wolf's knees fell through the couch's seat by then and rubbed into the uncomfrotable interior. He couldn't help but to pant like a mutt in heat. His cock throbbed at the sense of Toth's oncoming orgasm.
Jack suddenly pulled away from Daniel's kiss, pulling in a breath and then bearing his teeth as climax took him by force. At the same time, the painful grip of Toth's claws bore down, peeling at the tender fur, and the large shaft driving inside the wolf flexed and released a torrent of searing heat. The burning pain from before splashed with a coat of the reptile's seed. Jack had to let out a groan to ride the intense wave of pain and pleasure taking him by storm.
Toth's body rested heavily over the wolf's rear. The lizard had a melted smile on his snout; his claws slowly scratched across the wolf's back.
"That's much better isn't it?" A low rumble vibrated through the wolf. Toth could see the brief nod and heard a sound reasonably close to a yes.
Jack's eyes, glassy and lost, shared a stare with Daniel, who had a strange expression he couldn't put his finger on. The thin line across the lizard's snout stretched tight and nervously. The eyes stared back almost mechanically, hiding things Jack could never guess, not anymore. Before he could give it another thought, a sudden sensation swept him literally from behind.
He pressed back into Toth's settled groin with a low groan. Something unexpected came over the wolf, seeming like an itch but not any kind that could be cured with a scratch. He clenched himself around Toth's shaft, knowingly milking the excess into him and bringing a comforting sensation that chilled the itch. The itch became clearer after that. It wasn't just an itch. It was an addiction. He knew exactly what the addiction was to when he gave another squeeze and felt another bit of warmth seep into him. The sticky, salty, messy, sexy substance called to him.
Jack felt the pull of the addiction, the need to have that white mess in his mouth, chest, face. He looked back into Daniel's eyes and distantly, far far away from the resources of his mind, understood what went on behind that mechanical stare.
"You two are going to love it here," Toth said. He breathed close to Jack's ear while sliding his claws over the wolf's ass.
---A few furs have expressed they feel depressed after reading this. I want those who do, refer to the title and I hope you enjoyed the story. ^^
Toth is Copywright to Sarovak