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Davie awoke a yawn, well-rested and content. Samel lay under one of his arms, against his chest in a small puddle of drool. The bitter aroma of dry beer mingled with the boar's body odor filled the bedroom, intensified by the heat of a summer morning. He reached for his phone, 10:41AM on a Saturday morning. With a yawn he got cozy against his pillow and rolled over to more closely hold Samel against him, kissing the tiger's head. Tasting his own sweat upon his lips, the scent of it deep in his snout.

There was a tiredness in his body he hadn't felt since his twenties. Muscles down his back and arms ached, with some new strains he hadn't felt ever before around his pelvis. None of it was off putting, the kind of bodily sensation that was unpleasant but well-earned, no different to soreness after a workout. There was something so warm and pure about this moment, as he held Samel to his chest, that made him want to stay like this forever.

But the longer he lay there, the stranger that felt. This emotional satisfaction beat weird in his chest as he touched upon feelings he'd kept isolated from Samel. This moment wasn't part of what they shared. Embarrassed he'd felt the things he did, he pulled up his phone's gallery to stare at all the pictures and videos he now possessed of the younger tiger. Arousal crept through him as he watched how rough he was when he penetrated Samel last night.

"Hey kid. I'm a fucking liar." He could hear the desire in his voice through the video.

The look on Samel's face, stunned at first, then his eyes flashed wide with surprise before his mouth opened in pain. Davie grunted, trying to relive the sensation of the moment. His dick twitched, growing enough to press into the fur of Samel's thighs. He was about to grab Samel and push him under the sheets but the tiger was still asleep, which posed a strange issue with whether or not it would be consensual. He'd always tried to scout for consent before making a move. Things would quickly spiral once he was sure his slut wasn't opposed to some form of sexual contact in that moment, but if Samel ever told him to stop, he would.

He was fairly sure Samel wouldn't mind waking up to something, but all that subservience only came while the tiger was conscious. Not to mention Samel had gotten drunk off of four beers, he clearly didn't have much of a tolerance for alcohol and if he woke up with even a slight hangover it was unlikely he'd even be able to handle the sort of sex they'd grown accustomed to. But the embarrassment Davie had felt earlier never cleared. His breathing grew a little heavier as his dick hardened further, now pressing quite firmly against the inside of Samel's thighs. The fur of the tiger's balls tickled the tip of his head with every small breath Samel took. He kissed the back of Samel's head again, a little rough with his tusks to try rouse Samel but it didn't work. He was about to shake his slut awake but with desire in his chest he started lifting the young tiger, careful as he pulled back the sheet that covered them and gently placed Samel between his legs. His cock rest heavy against Samel's muzzle.

It wasn't anything more than what they'd done before. Davie's heart was racing, he could feel every exhalation Samel made against the sensitive skin of his balls. He reached a hand down, rubbing at the side of Samel's mouth. His thumb slipped past the tiger's lips and pressed between sharp teeth, slowly levering Samel's jaws open. With his other hand, he rubbed his cock over Samel's lips, smearing them with pre. Once the tiger's mouth was open wide enough, he guided his cock in. He moaned loudly as his perversion rewarded him with a long shudder of pleasure. Samel's mouth was a bit dry, a little sticky. His tongue sat loose and passive, so different to how active it usually was against Davie's cock. He rubbed himself gently across it. Samel twitched, his eyes flickered open. Davie tensed, heart thundering as guilt started gathering within him.

Samel lapped once at the underside of Davie's cock, bleary eyed and a little confused. He lifted himself up, groaning as he stared about Davie's room, wincing as his eyes grew accustomed to the light of the morning.

"Sorry." Davie grit his teeth.

Samel scrunched up his face, shaking his head. "Can you get me some water?" he asked tiredly.

Davie leapt out of bed, almost running as he raced into the kitchen and came back with a glass. Samel gulped it down, paw to his forehead. "Thanks." he said, looking at Davie's cock as it started to soften. He fell back against the pillows, exhaling loudly. Davie leant back down on the bed, more than uncertain about what to do.

"Listen," he put a hand on Samel's shoulder. "I shouldn't have done that."

"Huh?"

"What do you mean huh?" Davie scowled. "You don't just wake up with a dick in your mouth."

"Oh." Samel paused. "Yeah."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah." Samel yawned. "You're right."

"And you're okay with that?"

Samel rolled over to face him. "Sorry I stopped, a bit groggy."

"Fucking hell." Davie sighed. "You really took to this whole tiger slut thing didn't you?"

Samel smiled. "You weren't hurting me or anything. I guess if I woke up because it hurt I might've been upset." He licked at some of the precum on his lips. "You only gave me something nice to taste."

Davie breathed deeply. "And if I kept going?"

"I would've bitten you."

"Right." Davie scowled. "I don't know how I feel about that."

"Why?"

"Fuck. I don't know. Should I just assume I can use you however I want?"

"Yeah. Do something I don't like and you'll know. If you think it's going to hurt, probably good to let me know first."

"Look at this." Davie held up his phone, playing the video of him forcing himself into Samel.

"Damn." Samel chuckled. "Fuck that's... wow." He reached for Davie's phone, playing it over. "Look at how fast it went in." Samel grunted, biting at his lower lip as he handed the phone back.

"Do you even remember that?"

"Huh? Of course. You warned me it was going to hurt, I was kind of ready. Didn't expect you to really just sit there and wait. That would've taken so long." Samel pressed his nose against Davie's pecs. "You've got awful impulse control."

"I dunno why I keep thinking you're stupid." Davie sighed. "How are you feeling?"

"Ass hurts." Samel laughed. "Bit more than I thought it would, but not too bad. Throat too. Feel a little woozy but that's mostly gone already. Can you get me more water?"

Davie grabbed the glass, feeling a little pedantic when he returned with the water. Samel sat up and threw it back, pawing at his jaw a little. "Everything alright?"

"Will be." Samel scrunched up his face. "I stink of you."

"Yeah." Davie sat back on the bed beside Samel, kissing him hard on the lips and breathing deep the tangled scent of sweat and beer. Under it all, the tiger's sweeter musk shone through. He snorted as he trailed his nose down Samel's body, stopping at the tiger's belly. He licked at a patch of fur that was clumped with dried precum. Samel made a soft sound, his paws holding the sides of the boar's head as he giggled over the wide tongue passing over his belly.

"Was going to ask if I could shower."

"Fuck no." Davie glared up at him. "Not until you have to leave."

Samel rubbed at his nose. "I see."

"You smell so fucking used." Davie snorted loudly, his cock twitched. "How long can you stay here?"

"Uhh... I'm house sitting dude. It's not exactly something that needs a lot of attention."

Davie snorted again, oinking as he turned the idea over in his head. "Say you stayed here for a week."

Samel frowned over the notion. "I'm not doing anything else really, but a week's a long time. Uh. More than I've known you for actually."

"I will feed you." Davie put a hand on Samel's thigh. "I will fuck you."

"I like you doing both of those things." Samel ran his paw through Davie's bristly mohawk. "I just...yeah. I don't know. And one of my friends is coming back to town soon. Haven't seen him for a while."

"I get it." Davie grinned at him. "I own your ass, not your life."

"Good way to put it."

"Mhm." His heart jerked awkwardly. "But you're going back to college at the end of break, aren't you?"

"Yeah." Samel frowned. "A bit under two months left."

"Fuck me." Davie sighed. That stung more than he wanted to admit. His life had been so hollow after he finally left his ex, Samel was the first new thing he'd come across since and knowing it wouldn't last was difficult to swallow.

But was it something he wanted to last? He'd been following his most primal urges. They could hardly sustain a conversation that wasn't about their sexual relationship, it was only a matter of time until the sparkle of something new wore off.

"Uh. You good?" Samel asked.

"Fucked if I know." Davie stared into his eyes. "Feel like I'm about to get castrated by a reality check."

"Oh."

"Y'know how you mentioned my fucked up impulse control?"

"Yeah."

Davie pushed out a lengthy breath. "I... need to stop speaking." There were ideas in his head and none of them were things he should say.

"Or?" Samel smirked, thinking it something indecent.

"I fucking hate this boring town." Davie winced. "Where do you study?"

"Oh." Samel bit his lip. "Um."

"Don't tell me. Just don't." Davie rubbed at his face. "You deserve to leave at the end of summer, break it off and move on. I should do the same."

Part of Samel wanted to tell him, but a single fiber of uncertainty held him back. Part of his attraction to Davie was because he had nothing else while he was away from college. This was part of his break, something so physically exotic and different to what he was used to. But if it became normal? Would whatever this was even survive the next two months? "I'll say this. The company you work for has a branch nearby my campus."

"You stupid fuck." Davie dropped his head. "We're not going to talk about this anymore."

"For now, that would be best."

"For now?" Davie scowled at him. "The fuck do you think you're saying?"

"I don't know." Samel grimaced. "You just... seem so upset and I don't know what to do."

"Suck my cock you dumb slut." Davie snarled. "It's all you're fucking here for." He smacked Samel's thigh with a meaty clap. Samel jolted, all tense and wincing as he dropped his head in the boar's lap. He ran his tongue across Davie's soft cock, feeling it grow with every throb. He put his mouth around it, pressing his lips against Davie's crotch as his cock continued to swell. Samel kept rubbing his tongue along it in his mouth until it started pushing down his throat. He did his best to relax. "Fuck." Davie gasped, placing a heavy hand on Samel's head. "Every time I think I'm used to you being so easy." He rubbed his other hand between Samel's asscheeks, moaning as he felt the evidence of last night's fuck. His cock jerked and Samel slurped at the pre. Davie grabbed Samel's skull and yanked him off of his cock the dragged the tiger's ass into his lap. Samel's semi-hard dick rubbed against Davie's as the boar tugged Samel's tail up. The tiger's hole was still loose and full of sticky residue. He buried his snout in it, grunting loud as he trailed his tongue up Samel's crack. "Fuck." The word dropped from Davie's lips almost lazily. "I'm gunna use you again you filthy slut." Something was off about how he said it, less forceful than before. He pushed his tongue into Samel's ass, who moaned loudly. The tiger's insides tasted of his own cum. It made him tremble. He stood, dropping Samel on the bed and climbed on top of him. He pressed his cock against Samel's asshole, it parted around the tip and sent a shudder through him. Samel gasped as the boar's cock started to enter, slowly at first. It reawakened the pain from last night, but not nearly as bad. He groaned as Davie pushed in and withdrew a little, going half an inch deeper at a time.

Davie built into a steady rhythm, going uncharacteristically quiet as he did. They both grunted and moaned as he thrusted. Samel wrapped an arm around Davie's neck and kissed the boar hard on the lips. Davie started slowing down, then he stopped, staring down at the 19 year old who'd become his own personal slut.

Davie sighed as he withdrew his cock and sat down on the side of the bed, unable to focus. All the pleasure of last night hung over him and made this moment feel so worthless by comparison. Samel sat up, looking confused. "Sorry." Davie exhaled a sullen breath. "I... I'm not keeping it together at all."

"You okay?" Samel rubbed the boar's back.

"No fucking clue. I'm so fucked up." Davie rubbed his face. "Last night I was so fucking convinced this would be fine, then this morning I just... Fuck. I fell apart." He gnashed his teeth. "I'm so fucking tempted to do things I know I shouldn't. Then you fucking take it and try tell me it's fine but I know it's not."

"Is this about how you woke me?"

"Yeah."

"Is there anything you can hear from me that would help?"

"Nah. I just don't get where it'll end. I keep feeling the urge to do more to you, keep pushing for boundaries you've got somewhere and when I hit them, I dunno what I'll do." Davie screwed his eyes shut. "Go shower. I want to drive you home."

"I'm staying another night." Samel stated quite firmly.

Davie opened his mouth to speak, stuttered over words and kept quiet. He wasn't used to his tiger slut being so assertive.

"I don't want you to be alone if you're going to be upset over me." Samel put a hand on Davie's shoulder. "It's so pointless if I'm not upset over how you behaved. You told me you were done thinking you were some kind of good guy, so what's this about then?"

"I love you, kid." Davie spat the words. "Do you know how fucking quickly I lost sense of why we were saying that to each other? That it's just a sex thing, it means we fuck around. It's bullshit. I hugged you this morning while you were still asleep. And I was lying there thinking, fuck, this is perfect. That I could've stayed like that the rest of my life."

Samel stared at him for a drawn out moment. "I see."

"Do you?"

"Sort of."

"Then we started flirting with this idea that I could move to where you're studying. There's a fucking word for that."

"What?"

"Elope." Davie growled. "What sort of man elopes with a fucking 19 year old?"

"One that isn't ashamed to."

Davie's jaw twitched. "You think this is shame?" Anger rose within him. Samel kept staring, it cut his argument to shreds. "You're right." Davie grumbled. "Fucking hell."

"It's not even been a week." Samel squeezed Davie's shoulder. "And it's been so fucking hectic."

"Yeah. And it's making me spin out." Davie ground his palm against the side of his skull. "I told you it wasn't worth these headaches. I fucking told you."

"Are you going to be alright?"

"I've never been alright." Davie gave him a cold look. "Never in my fucking life have I been alright."

"Are you uh, unstable?"

"Suppose that's one word for it." Davie smirked. "Surely that isn't surprising given all we've done."

"No, not at all." Samel rest his head against Davie's shoulder as he leant in to hug the boar from the side. "I want to help you."

"No." Davie pushed him away. "You don't. You might think it, but fuck. You've got a life ahead of you, you're not even out of college. You don't need some fuck up holding you back."

"Alright asshole. Listen to me." Samel squinted at him. "The fuck do you think I'm feeling? You keep pushing me away-"

"Because I know what'll happen if I don't." Davie raised his voice over Samel.

"What's that?"

"You know what." Davie snatched his phone, and typed something in it before locking it. "Keep fucking going. Say it. Then read what I just wrote."

Samel sighed and shook his head as he gathered his thoughts. "You keep pushing me away. I'm still a bit confused about what I feel for you, but yeah. Maybe it was a bit much for us to think I could clean up my feelings for you in just a night I mostly spent drunk and getting railed. And seeing you like this now makes me upset. You need to get it together. And I want to be there to help you. I agree with what you said earlier. I love you, and yeah, it means so much more than just the sex."

Davie nonchalantly lifted his phone and unlocked it. One line of text sat in the notes app:

You're about to tell me you love me the same way I love you

"Fuck." Samel's heart ached.

"Yeah." Davie sighed. "Fuck."

He leant over and kissed Samel on the lips.

"Go shower. I want to take you out to lunch."