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Kitten's Lesson

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POV: 3rd

"Mr. Zephyr, would you like to come up and do the problem on the board since you seem to already know it?" The question was scathing, sarcastic, and more than a little rhetoric. Especially when coming from Mrs. Draughtson, the sixty year old otter who seemed to have more wrinkles than fur. Despite looking like either the nice grandma down the street or the kind librarian who read during story time for the cubs, she was one of the most blunt and sarcastic furs you would ever meet. And everyone in the class couldn't help but let out a snicker, the nerds and jocks both laughing at the poor fur the question was aimed at. Well, none of them were sympathetic enough to the fur to feel sorry for him.

Mr. Zephyr, or Winter Zephyr, was a social pariah, outcast, misfit, and over all hated fur. There wasn't really any one reason that he was hated, more like a combination of a few small facts. Number one, Winter was a Dire Wolf, a rare species of wolf that were slowly becoming extinct. Now, this might have made him popular in a different area, but the wolf just so happened to live in Lasity, USA. Lasity was known for a few things, one of them being their lack of and borderline hatred of all things wolf. Number two, Winter dressed differently than his peers, often wearing baggy clothes that hid every inch of fur that he could get away with. This was only made worse by his choice in color, dressing himself in blacks and dark greys despite his pure white fur. Most furs called him emo or goth and said that he was just being edgy to be edgy. Number three, Winter never spoke, not verbally, not with sign language, nothing. No one could get the wolf to say something, no matter what they were doing to him or offering him. He wouldn't even talk to the teachers, the most he would do was nod unless it was a worksheet he was told to finish. And then, he would take the worksheet and be back in minutes with it filled out and everything.

The reason the wolf was being called out now was because he had his muzzle stuck in his sketchbook, drawing something or other. That was another thing about the wolf, he was always drawing or writing, never actually paying attention to the lesson going on. Because of that, Winter often got called out on ignoring the lesson of the day, but he never gave it any thought, just keeping on doing what he was doing. Despite that, everyone got a good laugh out of watching the biggest "loser" of the school getting called out. But, as everyone was laughing, they all missed the wolf slowly looking up with a blank face. There was something off about him, about his eyes. They seemed to be flickering with a hidden spark, a flame that seemed to have finally boiled over.

Everyone stopped laughing as the sound of a book slamming closed rang throughout the classroom. The wolf had closed his sketchbook angrily, and was slowly standing up from his seat, his head bowed towards the ground. No one, not even Mrs. Draughtson, said anything as Winter approached the board. The problem the teacher mentioned before was written on the blackboard, a rather simple equation, hardly difficult for their Pre-cal curriculum. The only reason she had even written it up there was to taunt the wolf, an ugly abuse of power. But, Winter walked right up to it, grabbed a piece of chalk, and instantly got to work on the problem. Everyone was silent as the wolf wrote out each and every step to the equation, not missing a single detail and getting it 100% right. It was surprising since they all thought the wolf was nothing but a brute, a mass of muscle that could rub two brain cells together to get anything out of them.

Then, the wolf stepped back just as the bell rang to end class, the problem finished. No one moved except for Winter, said wolf moving back to his desk to gather his stuff. He didn't have a class next period, instead having a free period since he tested out of the class not too long ago. It wasn't until the wolf walked straight out of the door that anyone moved, finally realizing that it was time to get to their next class. Mrs. Draughtson was still too stunned to say anything about it, and simply watched as the students excited the class. And, out of all of the whispering and gossiping students, only one of them was silent. His face was screwed up in suspicion and anger, he didn't trust the wolf not to cheat somehow and was going to have a word with the canine.

Thus, Echo Morgan, just Echo to his friends, escaped the classroom faster than anyone else and subtly followed the Dire Wolf. The cat, a Black Leopard, was one of the more popular kids in the school. He was known for being the best on the basketball team and being a really outgoing fur. Still, he was a stereotypical jock, something of a bully, and was either loved or envied. And he just couldn't understand a fur like Winter, how he could walk through the halls without anyone saying hi or even waving at him. Every time he saw the dog, he just got angry, and today was no exception. If anything, he was more angry today than he had been at the wolf for a while, and he was just dying to a give that stupid wolf a piece of his mind.

Echo followed the wolf passed corners, down crowded hallways, up and down staircases, and even through the auditorium, before they finally came to a stop. The bell had rung again sometime during the slow chase, but the cat simply ignored it since whatever teacher he had next would excuse him. He was the best player on the basketball team after all, none of the staff would do anything to hurt their beloved hero. Finally, the wolf came to a stop in an abandoned classroom. It clearly hadn't been used in a while, the wall a pale white and the chairs stacked up on top of each other beside the wall. Winter took the seat behind the teachers desk and put his stuff on the floor next to it before pulling out a book and getting to reading. Echo watched from outside the closed door and the cat could just feel his anger growing by the second. It didn't take long before his anger broke through his self control and forced him to barge into the room.

"You think you're so important don't you!? Ignoring everyone, showing off, and now skipping class!? Who do you think you are!?" The cat yelled, his voice raising with every word. Winter barely even flinched at the intrusion to his peace, simply turning towards Echo with an unimpressed face. He knew that every word coming out of the Leopard's mouth was a bunch of shit, but couldn't force down his own anger. Winter had been really stressed lately, and today was definitely going to get the better of him, he just knew it. Echo got even more fed up with the dog when he didn't even deign to answer his questions. He'd always been a confrontational fur, and the cat had been in more fights than he could count.

Letting out a frustrated roar, Echo let his bag drop to the floor and threw himself at the fur. Expecting this, Winter threw his book to the side and stood up just in time to clash with the Leopard. The first thing the wolf did was grab the cat's wrists so that he wouldn't end up clawed to pieces. He did make sure to keep the cat's arms in front of him so Echo couldn't reach him. Said Leopard was snapping and snarling at the wolf, trying to get close enough to do something. Eventually the cat got desperate enough to try and bring one of his knees up to try and hit the wolf. He was aiming for the dog's balls, but Winter brought one of his legs up in a crude block. The desperate move finally pushed the Dire Wolf over an edge that he'd been trying to avoid.

Echo yelped as he was suddenly thrown to the side, his eyes going wide as he was so easily manipulated by the wolf. He came to a stop just as suddenly as he moved, being bent over the teacher's desk he saw Winter behind. His arms were brought behind him and pinned by a large paw while another grabbed the scruff of his neck and forced his face into the wood. His legs were trapped between the desk and the canine's legs, and his tail was pinned beneath the wolf's stomach as he leaned over the cat. Echo was totally trapped now and his anger was quickly draining, fear taking its place.

That fear was only heightened when a deep and rough growl sounded right beside his ear. The cat could just make out a white muzzle out of the corner of his eye, and couldn't help the mewl that escaped him at the sight of pearly white teeth. Winter was pretty much seeing red as he pinned the cat against his desk, he was fed up with the cat bothering him and trying to attack him was the last straw. He didn't know what he was going to do, but seeing and feeling the cat squirming beneath him and even mewling in fear made his day. Pressing a bit harder, Winter was expecting to hear another mewl or even a whimper. What he didn't expect was to hear the cat moan beneath him.

Echo was just as surprised by the moan as the wolf was, and was absolutely mortified by it. Sometime during their fight or before, his cock decided it was a great time to get hard, and now it was being pressed into the desk along with the rest of him. It was trapped right on the edge, between his stomach and the top of the desk. Echo blushed awkwardly and tried to turn away from the wolf, which didn't work since the stupid dog had a hold of his neck. Winter on the other paw, was smiling as wide as he could. This was definitely something he didn't expect, but it was a very welcomed surprise.

"Do you like being held down, or do you just have a thing for wolves?" Winter said right into the cat's ear. His voice was low and rough, and he smiled when the ear twitched around. Echo was still trying to hide his blush, and it only got worse when the wolf whispered into his ear. There was a flash of surprise when the wolf spoke, but it was quickly replaced by anger. Driven by his embarrassment, the cat grew angrier and angrier, even trying to fight back against the Dire Wolf. That only made his predicament worse, since his cock was rubbed and pressed against the desk while Winter just laughed at him.

"Fuck you, you pervert!" Echo said, still struggling against the wolf's hold. Winter felt a mix of amusement and anger at the cat, but instead of answering the insult he took the time to really look at the cat. The Black Leopard was only a few inches shorter than him, but was definitely a little less muscular. The cat had on a pair of jeans just tight enough to show off his toned ass, and a tight short-sleeved t-shirt that left his arms bare to the world. There was a hint of a red tattoo on his upper right arm, hidden by his hirt, and Winter couldn't wait to see what it was. Pressing down against the cat, Winter made sure the Leopard could feel his own hardening cock pressing against the cat's ass.

"I'm the pervert? After you stalked me, yelled at me, fought me, and then got hard for me? Really? Am I going to have to teach you a lesson kitty? Would you like that?" Winter asked, actually nibbling on the cat's ear now. Echo went still and whimpered softly, despite himself his eyes dropped and he bucked back against the wolf. He'd known he was gay since his freshman year, and he'd always thought of himself as a top. But, feeling the wolf grind into him and bite his ear softly, well, he might have to reevaluate his thoughts.

Winter smiled as the cat finally went slack in his grip, the cat clearly wasn't conscious of it or he would have fought harder. No matter how submissive the cat seemed, the wolf knew he would fight more if he was clear minded. Thankfully, the pleasure seemed to have already gotten to the Leopard, and Winter had no plan to stop it. In fact, the wolf subtly moved his paw away from the cat's shoulders and brought it back around him towards his groin. Echo let out a startled meow when Winter's paw grabbed onto his cock through his jeans. It cupped his entire length plus his balls, and the cat couldn't help but moan and thrust into the paw. He let his forehead drop to the cool desk, and panted as his back arched. Winter just let the kitten do it, smiling mischievously the whole time. Plus, every time the cat backed up to thrust, he bucked his ass right into the wolf's cock, letting him reach full length in seconds.

After a minute or so of letting the kitten thrust into his paw, Winter started to get fed up with the cloth coming between them. Growling softly, the wolf bit onto the scruff on Echo's neck, causing him to mewl and go boneless. The cat himself was still lost in the pleasure given to him, though he did whine when the friction against his cock stopped. Taking advantage of the cat's stillness, Winter made quick work of the kitten's pants and dragged them and the underwear under them down and let them drop around the cat's feet. Echo whimpered as his cock was exposed to the cool air and cold desk, but let out a loud moan when the wolf's paw surrounded his cock. Winter's paw was warm and soft, and quickly became slick with all the precum the cat was leaking. Thanks to the fur on the wolf's paw, Echo's barbs couldn't find any purchase and made the stroking motion Winter started all that easier.

"Do you like that, kitten? Do you like me stroking your little cock? Getting your pre all over my paw?" Winter said, letting go of the cat's scruff to talk into his ear. Echo was still boneless, though his mouth was moving faster than ever before. It let out moans, whimpers, whines, mewls, everything under the sun. And the wolf couldn't help but find them ridiculously sexy, grinding his still clothed cock against the cat's bare ass. Winter's words tried to pierce the veil of pleasure around Echo's mind, but they hardly got through to him. The Leopard did understand some of it, and quickly nodded his head so the wolf wouldn't stop. The paw jerking him stopped though, and gripped him hard enough to just toe the line of pain, drawing a mew from the cat. "Use your words, kitty, or I won't let you cum." The wolf added simply.

"Y-Yes." Echo stuttered, barely managing to get the word out through the pleasure clouding his mind. Winter was unimpressed though, and his grip got just a little bit tighter. He wanted to see how far he could take this, how far Echo's submissive side went. He wanted to see what the cat hid behind his multiple walls and totally destroy the cat. And, if everything went well, he wanted to make the cat his.

"Yes, what, kitten?" Winter asked simply. He kept his grip up and watched as the cat whimpered and whined. Echo's right leg twitched and hiked itself up, tensing and bending. It was a sign of how far gone the cat was, his body reacting instinctively and trying to relieve the pressure on his cock, or just showing how much he liked it. Winter was alright with both ideas, and groaned as an amazing idea came to life in his brain.

"Yes, Daddy! I-I love ha-having your paw... ngh, on my cock, Daddy." Echo said, not even thinking about what he was saying. Winter stiffened however, shutting his eyes and groaning hard. God, he never thought he'd like being called that, but hearing it come from the cat under him brought him dangerously close to cumming. Calming down, Winter shook his head and contemplated what he wanted to do next. Obviously, Echo wasn't going to last much longer, even now the cat was twitching and jerking in his grip. Plus, the wolf didn't know how much longer he could go without burying his cock inside the cat underneath him.

"Grab the top of the desk, kitty, and keep your paws there." Winter said, going back to jerking the cat while also letting goof his paws. Echo just nodded and did as he said, grabbing the edge of the desk with white knuckles. His claws extended and dug groves into the wood, helping to ground himself through the pleasure. Winter brought his now free paw back and used it to undo his own pants, letting them drop to the floor and kicking them away. His cock, not covered by any pesky underwear, dropped onto Echo's ass and back, smothering the soft fur in his precum. After that, he reached up and practically tore his hoodie and shirt off, leaving him fully naked.

Leaning down, Winter started to lick and bite at the cat's neck, enjoying the smell and taste. His paw was practically flying on Echo's cock, and the cat was letting out the most delicious noises. And, the cat's leg had slammed down, trying to raise himself to thrust into the paw on his cock. His back was arched and his tail even wrapped around the wolf on top of him to try and bring his closer. Winter was grinding into the cat, getting his precum everywhere, and was getting fed up with the t-shirt the cat still had on. Reaching down, he did rip the clothes off of Echo, tossing the useless cloth to the side. The Leopard yelped, but the fur on fur feeling more than made up for the small amount of pain.

After a few more minutes of this treatment, Winter could see that the cat was getting close to cumming. His back was arched hard, and his head was thrown back, letting the wolf get a better angle on his neck. His tail was tight around the Dire Wolf's waist, and the wolf could feel the cat's cock twitching and throbbing in his grip. The barbs on his cock got a little harder, and it seemed like the Leopard's balls were drawing up some. Winter himself wasn't all that close, but he knew he probably wouldn't last long once he got his cock under Echo's tail.

"I want you to cum for me, kitten. Cum, now." Winter ordered, growling slightly. Echo heard it and was immediately thrown over the edge. He didn't tense up or scream, he just came, shot after shot of feline cum shooting out of his barbed cock. Pleasure rolled through him like a tsunami mixed with fire, igniting all of his nerves and making him go boneless again. Winter just smiled and jerked him through it, making sure to cover his claws. Finally, Echo stopped cumming and just laid there, moaning softly and whimpering as he came down from his high. Winter was still pressed against his back, attacking his neck while one paw grabbed his hip with a bruising grip. Then, the cat felt something press against his asshole and let out a loud yowl as the wolf shoved an entire digit into his ass at once.

Winter just laughed off the cat's yowl, making sure to not actually hurt the Leopard. He groaned at how tight and warm the cat's ass was, the fur was definitely a virgin when it came to anal sex. Echo's resounding moan definitely supported that, finally coming down from the surprise entry. To the cat's surprise, the small pain he felt was nothing compared to the tidal wave of pleasure that sparked up his spine at the new intrusion. And it only got better when the wolf pulled his claw out and started a slow pace. Echo couldn't stop the moans that escaped his mouth after that, and they only encouraged Winter to go faster and harder.

After a minute or so of thrusting his claw in and out of the cat, Winter decided to add in another. The cat didn't even notice when the other claw pressed against his rim, only noticing another one was pressed into him when the burning stretch came back. It lasted for a few seconds, but with the amount of cum on Winter's paw it quickly relaxed. The new digit let the wolf get deeper and thrust harder into the cat, making Echo mewl and moan repeatedly. His claws were still gouging grooves in the desk, and his palms would definitely be bleeding if he wasn't. Then, Winter hit something inside the cat that made his back arch and his cock throb. The wolf knew what it was, and made sure to hit it and even rub against it on every thrust in and out of the cat. It didn't take long for the Dire Wolf to start scissoring motions, trying to open the cat up to a third claw.

And it didn't take long until the cat was stretched enough for Winter to fit in another digit. The cat barely felt this one, or maybe the pain became pleasure, but Echo definitely enjoyed it since the wolf was able to press down harder on his prostate. Winter was doing everything he could to spread the cum on his paw inside and around the cat's anus, and he thought he was doing a damn fine job. Especially since the cat was absolutely loving it, Winter even thought that he was getting close to another orgasm, but didn't want the cat to cum again. After another minute or so, the wolf finally deemed Echo stretched and lubed enough, and pulled his paw out. Echo whimpered and whined at the loss, but quickly shut up when something much larger was pressed against his tight ring.

Winter couldn't help the growl that escaped him as he pressed his cock against Echo's anus. God, he could just image how tight the cat would be on his cock, but he couldn't fuck the life out of Echo just yet. Pressing hard against the cat, Winter grunted when the tip of his cock slid into the Leopard's anus. Echo let out a breathless basp, like someone had just punched him in the gut, and his back arch hard. Sighing, the wolf let his eyes fall shut and tried to calm himself down. He had always wanted to try this, and it would be a good thing to do with the cat, especially to make him his.

"Are you ready for me to claim you, kitten? To make you mine?" Winter asked, backing away from the cat slightly. It'd be easier if he was standing instead of bent over. Echo moaned and nodded quickly, he was really ready for the wolf to fuck him. Winter didn't thrust into him though, and the cat yowled when the wolf slapped his ass instead. Whining, the cat remembered that Winter wanted him to use his words and quickly gathered his thoughts together.

"Y-Yes, I'm ready, Daddy." Echo said, practically begging the wolf to take him. Winter couldn't help but smile at the clueless cat, it seems curiosity wasn't after this one. But, that wasn't his problem. Said cat was wondering why his Daddy wasn't fucking him, he said he wanted it. Then, the wolf's cock started throbbing, and Echo worried that the wolf was already cumming. But, instead of separate shots of cum, a full and steady stream of something warm poured out of the wolf's cock. "Daddy!?" Echo said as he realized what was going on.

Winter just sighed again, relaxing as he pissed into the cat's guts. He got the idea when the cat's leg hiked and couldn't decide how he wanted to piss in or on the cat, not until he felt how tight the cat's ass was. Echo was just so tight that the wolf doubted he'd be able to fuck him without something to stretch him and lube him up, more than the cum could. Plus, he didn't exactly know how he would go about it any other way without the cat freaking out too much. Even now, while Echo's eyes were wide and his mouth open in a silent gasp, he wasn't telling him to stop or pulling away with disgust. He just sat there letting Winter fill his guts with piss. There was so much piss that it eventually escaped and created a waterfall of piss to the floor. Even then, there was a small bulge in the cat's stomach that grew almost as fast as the puddle on the floor.

Finally, Winter ran out of piss to, well, piss, and both of the furs let out a strangled kind of sigh. The cat was still leaking piss, but both of them were more than ready to get on with the actual fucking. Winter didn't wait any longer, pushing further into the cat and not caring for all of the piss he either pushed out of or farther into the cat. The bulge in the cat's stomach got a little bit smaller, right before the middle of it got bigger. The new smaller bulge easily showed the shape of Winter's cock, and that was a few seconds before the wolf finally bottomed out inside the cat. Echo wasn't even breathing throughout the whole thing, pleasure taking over everything.

Without letting either of them get used to the new feeling, Winter immediately started a fast and hard pace. He used his paws to grab the cat's hips and get some real leverage, while Echo tried to buck back and totally failed to do anything but mewl and moan. Said cat was still gouging grooves, and there was even a pile of shavings on the ground under his claws. Most of the piss was forced out after the first hundred thrusts, leaving Winter's cock as the only bulge in the cat's stomach. And it was very clear that both of them enjoyed it.

Growling hard, Winter could feel his knot forming and knew that he wasn't going to last much longer. Thrusting all the way in, the wolf let go of the cat's hips only to grab Echo's shoulders and yank the cat up and off of the desk. The Leopard yowled and moaned when the new position brought him a few inches off of the floor, his feetpaws barely scraping the floor. Winter didn't stop there though, he grabbed the cat's legs from the back of the knees and brought them all the way up to his chest. The wolf groaned as he slipped an inch or so deeper due to the new position and gravity itself.

Then, Winter set up another fast and hard pace, dragging the cat up before letting him fall and thrusting up into him. Echo couldn't really do anything else besides grab the wolf's arms and dig his claws into the thick fur there. That only made Winter thrust faster and deeper, his growl getting more rugged. It didn't take long after that for Winter's knot to start forming, the small bulb catching on the cat's tight ring for the first few hundred thrusts. Echo seemed to enjoy it, letting out broken mewls and moans every time it disappeared under his tail.

It didn't take much longer until Winter's knot was big enough that it couldn't get past Echo's anus, making wet slap sounds everytime it smashed into it. The wolf grew more frustrated every time it failed to invade the cat and got closer and closer to his orgasm every time it slipped in even slightly. Echo had been on the edge for a very long time, and was ready to bust at any time, not even consciously holding back. He just let the pleasure roll through him and anticipated having the huge knot under his tail. Finally, Winter practically roared as he picked the cat up and off of his dick, before slamming him back down and thrusting up into him at the same time. The combined force got the wolf's knot all the way into the cat with a loud and wet pop, making the cat let out a silent yowl and cum.

While the cat was shooting off shots of pearly white cat cum, Winter howled as he felt the warm and tight hole around his cock get even tighter. Watching Echo paint his own stomach and chest in cum was the final straw, and the wolf throbbed once, twice, three times, and came hard. Instead of just shooting shots, Winter was more of a kinked garden hose. He absolutely drenched the cat's guts with cum, the glug, glug, glug sound happening every time the bulge in Echo's stomach twitched and throbbed. The cat's stomach quickly started to bulge, filling up faster than Winter's piss made it. Plus, the knot acted as a pretty much air tight bond and forced all of the cum to stay in the cat's guts. After a few minutes, Echo was inflated to the size of a beach ball, had cum another time due to the stretching, and was still stuck on the wolf's cock. Winter was still the cool and calm fur he was, only sitting down on the chair behind him when the weight of the cat got to him. All in all, one lesson learned and one kitten gained.

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