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"Tatted"

by Ames Wolfpaw

"Hey, Cap! Your three o'clock is here!" called Meghan.

The bull terrier shuffled around the back room. He placed the ink gun in his maw and rifled through the papers in his cupboard drawer. He opened one folder, slid out a piece of white photo paper, and scanned it. He clicked the upload button as he called,

"Alright, send them in!"

He returned to his computer as he heard Megan indistinctly chatter. He heard her point them in, then she sighed. He figured she watched the sod walk up to the door. The metal hinges creaked as the door swung open. Cap turned around and saw his three o'clock.

In the doorway stood a xolo, blackish-brown skin with stubbles of hair sprouting from various spots on his body. He had peach fuzz on his scalp and his claws were sanded down to nubs. His white teeth sparkled in contrast to his dark skin. Cap saw his eyes. They burned a bright teal. Cap gestured for the xolo to sit down. The dog closed the door but left it cracked. He sauntered across the room and sat down in front of the computer next to the terrier. His leggings gasped as he sat. Cap looked over and saw the xolo's crop top. The hairless doggo's nips poked through the fabric. The xolo noticed and sneered.

"Hey, you're Cap, right?"

The terrier shook his head and recomposed himself. He held out his paw to his client. "Yea, that's me," he said. Drool latched onto the ink gun in his maw. He grabbed it with his other paw and set it on the desk. "You're Ruiz Quah-, kuh...uh, kuh-wah..."

"Quahquentzi, yes," the xolo leaned in. He rested a paw on his lap. His elbow rose and plopped on the desk. "Perhaps you've heard of my dad?"

Cap blinked. "Ah, nope. Sorry. Don't think I have." Ruiz shrugged his shoulders.

"Eh, oh well. No biggie." He looked at the screen and motioned towards it with his chin. "So, you know what I'm getting today?"

"Yeah, yeah. Course." Cap grabbed the mouse and clicked on the folder he had with the day's date. He scrolled down and found Ruiz's name. He tapped it, and a jpg of his tattoo appeared on the screen. Cap looked at Ruiz and pointed to it. "So, you're getting words today, right?"

"Yep."

"Okay, words are easy. Where did you want it again?"

"Right here," Ruiz said and pulled down his crop top. Cap's forehead warmed as one of the xolo's dark nipples popped out from underneath. Ruiz tightened his fist and stuck out his thumb. He dug his claw into his chest between his left nip and collar bone. His ear twitched, and he leered at Cap. The terrier's knee bounced.

"O-Okay," he muttered. "Have you thought about what font you want?"

"Does it matter?" said the xolo. His ears briefly whirled. Cap looked away. His redness was impossible to hide beneath his white fur. The sole black patch over his left eye did him no service.

"Yes, actually," Cap said. He avoided Ruiz's gaze. "If you'll look here," he pointed to the screen and Ruiz leaned in. He placed a paw close to Cap's thigh. His groin twitched. "Uh, some of the fonts that look good on a screen won't look as good once they're on your body. Especially not after regular washing, friction, wear-and-tear, things like that," Ruiz grazed Cap's thigh as he placed a paw on the desk. Cap's groin contracted. "Uh," Cap stammered, "so I think it'd be good to choose one of these fonts here." He clicked on the screen and a list of fonts appeared.

Ruiz looked at them; he darted his eyes between the screen and Cap's lap. He saw the terrier's fly fight the growing bulge. He looked up. Scales of sweat clung to Cap's neck. Ruiz felt the heat radiate from his skin. The xolo pointed at the screen and said, "That one. It'll do, right?"

"Yeah," said Cap. "That's a popular choice, it'll work fine. And, uh..." he said and turned to Ruiz. He glanced down then whipped his eyes back up. The xolo had yet to conceal his ombre tingle pyramid. "What words were you getting?"

"It's a song lyric," said Ruiz. The xolo dragged his paw from the desk, across his chest, over his nip, and down to his pocket. He slid his paw over his thigh as he pulled out his phone. "Here," Ruiz said and unlocked his phone. He turned the screen towards Cap. His white fur singed.

"Uh, sir, that's..."

"Oh, hehe, my bad." Ruiz said and flipped the image. A coy smile landed on his face. "Friday nights, am I right?"

Cap's legs bounced. A knot formed in his stomach. "Yeah, everyone's wild night." His dick winced. His lips tightened as Ruiz flipped the phone around again and revealed the song lyric. "O-Okay, so ten words. Alright. Easy enough." Cap turned back to the screen and typed the words in the selected font. He angled the screen towards Ruiz and gestured to it. "How do you like it?"

Ruiz tittered. "A lot. I think it's perfect."

"Good, so then I'll get the stencil printed and prep the gun," his eyes bulged. "Uh," the xolo snickered. "How about you sit in the chair and we can get started?"

"Yes, please."

Ruiz situated himself in the chair as Cap disappeared behind another door. He printed the image and transferred it to the stencil paper. He grabbed the sponge to make the mark on the xolo's chest. He stopped short of going back in the room. He looked down. His leather pants protruded in front of him, and his nips fought through the fabric of his shirt beneath his black denim vest. He sighed. Cap moved everything to one paw and reached into his pants. He adjusted upwards and breathed. His shoulders fell. The terrier's ears stood up and his eyes narrowed. He grasped the doorknob and turned it, "Focus. Not this time. Remember what Meghan said...remember what Meghan said..."

He stepped into the room and looked at his client. Ruiz sat topless in the chair.

Cap walked around him and sat down next to him. He wet the stencil and leaned in. His forehead tingled as he approached. He fixed his eyes on the spot Ruiz had shown him. He refused to let them wander. He planted the stencil on Ruiz, just below the collar bone as requested. He sat down and dabbed the it. "I, uh..." he mumbled, "I didn't ask you to remove your shirt, sir. I had more than enough skin to,"

"Oh, I know," said Ruiz. "I didn't want to take any chances. I figured the more the better," and the xolo chuckled.

Cap finished dabbing and motioned Ruiz towards the mirror. The fuzzy doggo got up. He stretched his arms over his head, leaned to the sides, and then posed with a knee extended upon reaching the mirror. His elbow bent, and he leaned into it. He smiled, then turned around.

"That the right place?"

"Yes," Ruiz yelped. He swiped his paw across his chest and underscored his erect nips. "Now, let's get on with it already."

"S-Sure. Please, have a seat." Ruiz sat back down as Cap prepped the gun. He plugged it in, filled the ink, grabbed the swab, and cleaned Ruiz's skin. The xolo stared. Cap reached over and wiped Ruiz's chest. The alcohol made his skin buzz. He shuddered and the xolo laughed. Cap's teeth chattered as he chuckled with him.

He took the gun in one paw and rested it on Ruiz's chest. He flicked it on. The hum flooded the room. He stared up at Ruiz. The xolo's teal eyes locked him still. Cap's throat shrank. "This may hurt a bit, okay? I-If it becomes too much, let me know and we can take breaks." From pink to scarlet, the terrier's cheeks ignited. Ruiz reached out. He placed a paw on Cap's thigh and squeezed. His claws dug into Cap's pants. The bull terrier's bulge resurged.

"Don't worry. I can take it," he looked down. Cap saw a twinkle in his eye. "All of it..."

Cap put the gun down. Its incessant hum shunned the noise that followed.

The terrier got up and faced the door. He stepped towards it and grabbed the wood. His claws sank into the door and left an impression. He swung it closed but stopped once he heard the xolo pipe up behind him. The door remained open about an inch. He turned around and looked at Ruiz. The xolo had a raised brow and curved smile on his face. He leaned back and stretched his shoulders. His legs spread and said,

"Leave it open, big guy. I like it when people can hear."

Cap left the door ajar. He released it and darted back to Ruiz. The xolo reached up once he arrived and ran threw his paws beneath Cap's vest. He explored the ridges of Cap's muscles while the bulge in the terrier's jeans vibrated. Cap grunted. The xolo's touch made his skin sizzle.

The terrier leaned down. He grabbed Ruiz's chin and pulled him up. He locked his lips with the xolo's and lathered his lips. The watery exchanged ended as Ruiz cupped Cap in his paw. The terrier twitched and his hips thrust forward. Cap grit his teeth and panted. His nipples poked through his shirt. Ruiz smiled. He massaged Cap's bulged and reached up. His paw slithered under the fabric of Cap's shirt and pinched his nip. The terrier moaned. His ears vibrated. His jaw dropped as xolo worked his groin. The soft scrapes of the xolo's claw against the artist's leathery jeans illuminated the room.

Ruiz throttled Cap's nip. He gently dug his claws in and tugged. Cap groaned. The xolo kept patting the terrier's groin, all while the protrusion underneath kept combating his underwear. Ruiz's fingers trembled, and his cheeks puffed. Cap looked down and saw his tail wriggle. Ruiz looked up at Cap with ravenous eyes.

Ruiz released Cap's nip and pulled his shirt up. His white chest shined in the hazily lit room. Ruiz leaped up and attacked Cap's nipple. His tongue slurped it and left a slimy trail from his abs to his pink pointer. The terrier moaned. His thighs quaked. The force within his pants expanded to the point it poked Ruiz in the stomach. The xolo sucked as Cap picked his leg up and gently rocked. Ruiz turned to the other nip and lapped it. His paw slithered down Cap's chest and tugged on the zipper to his jeans. Cap grunted. He placed a paw on Ruiz's head and pushed him down. The xolo offered no resistance.

The fuzzy brown-skinned doggo yanked on Cap's zipper. Instantly, the terrier's lance flopped out. Ruiz saw it push through the red fabric of his underwear. It pulsated as Ruiz touched it. Ruiz grimaced. He hooked his thumbs under Cap's trousers and pulled. His waist fur was revealed, then his happy trail, and soon after the top of the bush. Cap closed his eyes. His dick throbbed so badly it hurt. His heartbeat jumped and his tongue unfurled. He felt heavy globs of spit collect on the tip. His grip on Ruiz's head tightened as his cock was freed. He pushed Ruiz down against. The xolo's nose dangled inches from the terrier's head.

"Suck it already," stuttered the terrier. Ruiz grinned.

"Gladly."

Ruiz pulled the rest of the Cap's underwear down along with his jeans. The terrier's ass hung out on complete display, as did his groin. Ruiz took the terrier by the base and spit on the shaft. It was hot and sticky. Cap groaned. His hips shuddered. The warm fluid drizzled down his cock as Ruiz rubbed it along the sides and head. Ruiz leaned down. He moistened his lips with a flick of his tongue and planted them along the side of Cap's cock. He ran his tongue along it, across the length and trailed up to the head. Cap couldn't contain himself. The bubbles in his chest burst, and from his lungs spilled a steady stream of moans. He winched. His dick vibrated. Ruiz didn't let up. He squeezed Cap's based and gorged himself on Cap's cock.

The xolo plunged downwards and took the entirety of Cap into his maw. His throat widened and his tongue whipped Cap's skin. The terrier's claws buried into Ruiz's head as he leaned forward and grunted. He scrunched Ruiz's skin in his paw as he rocked his hips in rhythm with the xolo's bobs. Ruiz reached around and grabbed the terrier's hips. He pulled them in. His throat filled with terrier cock and drowned his esophagus, but his muscles remained relaxed. He tasted the skin. The heat that radiated from Cap animated him. Ruiz slurped his dick and fiddled the head with his tongue. The sensation was poignant and sharp. It struck Cap like a zap of electricity each time. His spine tingled, and his palms moistened. He groaned and loosened his grip on Ruiz's head. He leaned down and moved his paw to the back of the xolo's neck. He stretched his paw across the surface of Ruiz's skin and quickly pulled in. He heard the xolo gargle.

The tremors within Ruiz's throat bounced off Cap's dick. Cap bared his teeth. A growl crawled up from his chest. Ruiz shuffled his fingers around Cap's hips and found a new home just above the curvature of the terrier's luscious ass. The pads of his fingered clawed into the pillowy skin as Ruiz inhaled. He felt the head jab him in the back of the throat. His own muffled groans teetered around the voluminous girth filling his maw. His tongue lay pressed against the bottom of his mouth, and he could scarcely create any sound other than guttural blurps. The xolo's eyes squeezed shut and he forced himself down. Cap's cock plunged deep into his throat and filled the space. The wet walls rubbed against Cap and the terrier quivered. Rivulets of spit weighed heavy on Cap's tongue and dropped like bombs onto Ruiz's waiting head.

Cap surged. His groined tightened and he could feel the wave rush through him. He gripped Ruiz's head and angled his maw up. He yanked himself free of the xolo's vice jaws and throttled his cock. He jerked it viciously, all while Ruiz's maw watered, gapped in mourning of what had been lost. His tongue stretched out and a crooked smile streaked across his face. His ears bent back and he closed his eyes.

"Oh, fuck, uh..."

The terrier yowled. His loins ignited as hot fluid spilled from within Cap. His head veered up and he moaned. It drizzled from his head and squirted onto Ruiz's face and across his waiting tongue. Ruiz's panted. His heartbeat leaped ahead of him. The xolo wrapped his paw overtop Cap and plunged himself back onto the terrier's cock. The projectiles flew from the head and stabbed his throat and glazed his walls. Cap's lips curved and his ears turned. He leaned forward and grasped the chair for support as he pumped his pulsating shaft back down Ruiz's throat. The xolo consumed it. He licked every corner and spread the fluid around. Cap's groin swelled. He felt the lump between his legs recede. He gasped, then took one paw off his cock and placed it on Ruiz's chin.

As the xolo slid off Cap's erection, he sneered. A wet smack followed as he sealed his lips and licked them. Cap's jizz glimmered on his maw. Cap leaned down and kissed him. Ruiz kissed back. Cap wrestled Ruiz with his tongue as the xolo valiantly fought back. He thrashed his tongue around Cap's maw and grazed the other as they passed. Spit was exchanged, as were other fluids. Cap pulled back first and panted. His cheeks had never been pinker. He smiled and chuckled as Ruiz sat back in the chair and wiped his maw on his arm.

"Damn, I didn't believe you, but..." he looked down. His erection still stood proud. He took it in one paw and massaged it. His fingers pushed against the veins, the base, all the way up to the head. He pinched it, and the terrier shuddered. "You actually took the whole thing."

"I told you," said Ruiz. He licked his thumb and rubbed his nip. "I have a lot of practice. And when I heard about your," he looked down and smirked, "reputation, I had to come check it out."

"Well? You impressed?"

"So far," retorted Ruiz. "Now," he said and flipped over. He got on his knees and presented Cap with his ass. His cheeks stretched the fabric of the leggings to their max. The terrier saw the seam beg for relief. "Let's see how well you actually perform. And just so you know," Cap continued to rub himself. Ruiz looked back and grinned. "I'm not quiet."

Cap smiled.

The terrier leaned in and kissed Ruiz's back. The xolo cooed. He kissed down the xolo's spine, reached the elastic holding his waist up and he pulled. The rubber stretched and peeled off Ruiz's buttocks. Ruiz tilted into it and let the motion of his ass aid the removal of his leggings. They came down over his tail, and his it sprang up. Cap grinned. Ruiz's ass was plump and glossy. The skin shined. Atop the xolo's skinny legs, it looks like a pumpkin resting on a twig. Cap kissed Ruiz again. This time, he licked him at the base of his spine. Ruiz moaned. His ass puckered.

Cap worked down. He slithered his tongue from the base of Ruiz's spine to the top of his crack. It tingled as the moisture arrived. The terrier coated it with his pink serpent and crawled closer to the xolo's back door. Cap released himself and place a paw on Ruiz's left cheek. He squeezed it. Ruiz yelped. The bull terrier chuckled and pried the xolo's ass cheeks apart. Cap saw the opening.

Like a rosebud, it gleamed red in the light of Cap's studio. He stared at it for a moment until his groin twinged. He licked his lips and looked at Ruiz. The xolo blushed. "Heh, watcha waiting for, stud? You gonna fuck me or what?"

The tattoo artist needed no other invitation.

Cap leaned down and smacked Ruiz's crevasse with his lips. The nerve-lined walls sung as he ran his maw across them. Ruiz moaned. His own bouncing erection flopped around over the chair. Cap reached his paw up and hooked Ruiz's lip with his fingers. He fished them around inside Ruiz's mouth until the xolo got the message. The xolo sucked on them until they glistened. Cap swished them around. The excess dribbled down his finger. He slapped Ruiz's right cheek with his free paw, and the xolo yelped again. This time his back arched and he grunted. A smile lingered on his face as he turned back around and looked at Cap. His eyes beckoned Cap. The xolo presented his ass to Cap and jiggled his cheeks. Cap nodded.

He lurched forward and attacked Ruiz's tailhole with his tongue. He glossed over it several times and whipped it each time with a sharp flick. The xolo's groans danced around the room. Cap wasted no time. He bore his tongue inside Ruiz and tantalized the walls. The acute buzz it stirred made Ruiz whimper. His eyes watered, and a meek grovel boiled up from his throat.

"Ah, oh...yeah, mmhm, ah!" he gasped as Cap inserted one finger.

The intrusion surprised Ruiz, but he pushed back sooner than Cap could push in. He slid his ass down onto Cap's digit and bounced. He rocked his hips and Cap grabbed onto his cheek and paced him. Ruiz heard the terrier chuckle.

"Damn, you want it."

"I don't play games, Cap," said Ruiz. "Hurry up and fuck me already. Or should I leave and find a man than can handle me?"

Cap burrowed his claws into Ruiz. The xolo sniveled. A devilish grin painted Cap's face. "Sucking it is one thing. Trust me, you wanna prep for this. Patience, bitch. I'll give you the pounding you so desperately want soon enough."

Cap pushed his finger deeper into Ruiz. He thrashed it up and down, against the sides and bottom. He felt the xolo's loose walls squish against the ridges of his finger. He smirked. He forced himself in farther. He inserted himself down to the knuckle and grappled the xolo's ass. Ruiz groaned. Cap loosened his digit and pulled halfway out. He aligned a second finger and pushed back inside. This time, he stopped at an inch and thrust down. He felt the outline of the sacred sphere. Ruiz's jaw dropped and the veins in his eyes illuminated. The static pang that resounded through his body paralyzed him. A fragmented groan stifled his breathing. Cap smiled in his satisfaction and pushed further. He nudged the same spot as his fingers bore deeper into Ruiz's ass. The xolo stopped moving. His body tensed at the terrier's probe. Ruiz fell down. His knees wobbled and his stomach collided with the crest of the chair. Cap pulled his fingers out and licked the xolo's tailhole again.

The xolo groaned. The buzz that berated his bottom barraged him. He keeled forward. His knuckles went pale as he griped the leathery head of the chair. Cap double-teamed Ruiz's hole with his tongue and finger. He rubbed the lining with the pad of his thumb and licked it shiny. The fleshy taste pranced across his lips and made his dick puff. He looked down and it had once again swollen to length. He rubbed it and poked Ruiz again with his index finger. The xolo leaned into it and moaned. The hairless doggo looked behind him and watched Cap massage his dick. The terrier looked at him and smiled. He grabbed Ruiz by the hip and pulled him in. A second later, the xolo felt the head of Cap's mighty sword jab at his back door.

"Oh, yeah...that's it. C'mon, big guy," he eyed Cap. The terrier stared at him. "Lemme have it." Cap beamed. He chuckled then trailed his paw down from Ruiz's hip to his thigh. He leaned forward and hotdogged his cock between the xolo's juicy cheeks. With his chest firmly against Ruiz's back, the xolo swore a cement block had fallen on his spine.

"Oh, I will," whispered Cap. "But first..."

Ruiz flew. His legs stretched out as he the fabric of his leggings soar off his body. His knees scrunched as Cap's paw clamped on his waist and flip him over. His chest faced the ceiling, and he stared up at Cap with hazy eyes. The terrier's maw hung open; his tongue dangled ever so slightly out one side. His brows narrowed, fixated on his prey. Ruiz surrendered. He recoiled on the chair and spread his legs for Cap. He picked up his knees and panted. His chest thumped so loudly it overpowered the ramshackle fan humming overhead. Cap moistened his fingers and prodded Ruiz one more time. His finger flew inside, greased the walls, and popped back out. The xolo arched his chin and moaned.

Cap tore off his underwear and trousers. He kicked them off and tossed them to the side of the chair. His red underwear glimmered in the corner, but the head of his meat burned brighter. He looked down at Ruiz, the hapless xolo yielded completely to the bull terrier. Cap saw the yearning in the xolo's eyes. His ears twitched and his dick throbbed. Cap obliged. He bent down, brushed the xolo's neck, and kissed him. Then his shoulder, then his chest. Ruiz groaned. He grit his teeth as Cap's droop eroded his skin.

The bull terrier flicked Ruiz's chin and kissed his lips. He leaned in and stared at the xolo's half-open eyes. "Now," he said, "make some noise."

"Make me."

Cap grabbed his shaft, and after he ran his paw along its slick shape, he guided it down to Ruiz's entrance. The circular opening pulsed with expectancy. Cap pushed the head of his cock against it. The xolo wriggled in his seat as he felt the bulbous intrusion prod him. Cap grinned. His thick brows undulated merrily as he relished the sight and sound of Ruiz's growing impatience. The terrier saw the xolo scowl, but he remained silent. Cap teased him. He pushed inwards, then eased before he entered. Then again, and the same result. Ruiz growled. Cap's lip scrunched and his throat bent. He stifled laughter as the bubbles rose from his throat. The twinkle in Ruiz's eye seared Cap. Once the terrier saw it, he grabbed Ruiz by the thigh and aligned their respective parts. He looked up at the xolo. The glower on face called Cap's bluff. A moment later, he was proven wrong.

The white-furred canine slipped inside the xolo with ease. Ruiz, startled by the attack, yammered. His chest puffed full of words, but they leaked from his velvet lips as his outcry slewed from his maw. He gripped the arms of the chair as Cap rocked him. The thrust of his hips made the chair squeak. The metallic ring joined the choir in the room.

Cap rammed inside Ruiz. He shoved himself inside down to his base. His dick twitched inside Ruiz as he wiggled it around. He lined the walls with the pre from his head. He smiled, his eyes clamped shut, and he pulled out. He reached halfway then pushed back in. The sensation reverberated through his entire body, up through his groin, and climbed his spine. The claws on his feet emerged and dug into the floor. He pushed, keeled over, and repeated the motion to the tempo of Ruiz's gasps. For his own part, the xolo stayed stunned. The pain he'd felt upon Cap's first entry rapidly faded and was soon replaced with a burning pleasure. Like cracked glass, the wave sprawled throughout him and overtook his crotch, chest, back, and more. His head, already heavy, fell back and he groaned with each successive thrust. His arms went limp and they flopped to the sides. He'd never felt so full. He tried to look down, to see the behemoth he took, but his neck didn't comply. As he tried to raise his head, vibrations spread through his spine and weakened it. The foundation crumbled and his head fell back down. He couldn't see anything but the blackness behind his lids. His body lay floppy, a meaty toy for a worthy top.

Cap sunk his claws into Ruiz's hips. He plowed Ruiz further. With each thrust, he groaned, and his ears had long since bent back. He looked at the xolo several times, but each time he was met with the same limp mass of limbs. He snarled, panted, then shoved back inside. Ruiz moaned. The sound hissed in Cap's ear. He held the dog as though he were a lifesaver. His thighs strained as his muscles tensed, his thrusts buried deeper, but he didn't let up. He continued to push into the xolo and back out. Occasionally, he slid out slowly, stop about halfway, and then thrust back in. Each time, the xolo yelped. Cap felt the xolo anticipated it. The shudder that preceded it was matched with a low-frequency growl from the artist. Cap leaned in. He released one of Ruiz's thighs and grabbed the arm of the chair. He angled his pumps downwards, and soon after the xolo screamed.

Ruiz felt the terrier's cock rub him right. The head grazed just the spot he needed. His body enlivened, and he jumped up and latched his arms around the terrier and held on as though he'd been drowning. Cap cradled his ass with his other paw and slammed into Ruiz. The motion summoned an even louder creak from the old swivel chair. It bounced with the swing of the terrier's hips; each time it sounds closer to snapping.

Ruiz bit his lip as he groaned. Cap's cock drove him right mad. Sweat clung to his forehead, and his own neglected member swelled between his legs. With each thrust, he felt it smack against his stomach. The sensitivity heightened the longer he got fucked. Ruiz tried to reach down with one arm, to show himself some love, but Cap smacked his paw away. Cap pulled back and sneered.

"Fuck, no," he said. Ruiz flopped back into the chair. His arms formed a diamond above his head. He stared at Cap with dizzy eyes and panted. "When I do, you do. Got it?" Ruiz nodded. A whimper struck Cap's ear. The terrier ran his paw down Ruiz's chest and the xolo shivered. He smirked. "You wanna get filled up?" Again the xolo nodded. "Fine then," he wrapped his paw around Ruiz's dick and jerked. "You can have it all."

The xolo's moans escalated. Their volume increased while he staggered a curse under his breath. Cap rocked his hips more viciously. He pumped Ruiz so hard and fast he could feel the sides of his dick begin to chafe. The spit started to dry, he needed to finish fast. The burn inspired him, and he changed techniques. He lowered himself and thrust upwards. There the walls were still slimy. He rammed inside, wiggled in a circle motion, and shoved his head in as far as it would go. His balls smacked Ruiz in the ass. With that pang, the welling began.

Cap sank his teeth into his flying tongue. Drool thrashed around as it convulsed at the edge of his maw. The greater the swell, the more Cap salivated. Droplets plummeted from his maw. They barraged Ruiz's chest and groin. Their heat stung his skin each time they pelted. Ruiz threw his head back, his tongue unfolded and dangled from the side of his maw. He thrust his hips upwards into Cap's palm. The terrier jerked Ruiz's meat mercilessly. The conflicting motions made him stagger, but they did little to soften the swell in Cap's groin. He keeled. As he fell forward, the base of his shaft ballooned. A fiery lance laced through his dick, up the length, and pooled in the head. Cap thundered as he crashed into Ruiz.

The chair was covered as excess ooze spilled from Ruiz's tailhole. Cap shivered as the sensation monopolized his body. Ruiz froze. His body consumed the heat and expelled the terrier's little soldiers. Cap's dick popped out, greasy with cream. He let go of Ruiz and massaged it. The stragglers emerged and flew onto Ruiz's chest. The xolo moaned as they stabbed him. Cap leaned into the chair for support. The wave waned, and the inferno in his thighs grappled him. He wobbled but caught himself on the arm before he fell. He looked down. The xolo stared up at him warily. He smiled. Cap bent down and kissed him.

"Now you can blow."

Cap grabbed Ruiz's meat and rubbed it. He cradled the base in his palms and worked his veins with his fingers like he was kneading dough. The pressure anchored Ruiz in place. His chest rose to accommodate the feeling. His lungs expanded, and soon after his head swelled. He became dizzy; his dick throbbed in Cap's paw. The terrier continued to work's Ruiz shaft. He pinched it in his paw and gingerly ran his claws down the sides. The veins swelled, the skin stretched, and Cap could feel the girth expand. He smirked and coiled his pinkie around the base and squeezed. He followed the swell up the shaft and glided his claw across the skin to the head. He leaned down and lashed it with his tongue. His mucus mixed with the sawdust gravy that spurted from the tip. Ruiz's groan echoed. His dreary eyes rolled back, and his head planted firmly against the headrest. He squirt all over his chest. Some even reached his throat. Cap bobbed his paw on Ruiz until the stream died. His white fur sparkled with an indicative luster.

Cap slumped over in his chair. His junk receded as Ruiz's breathing stabilized. He panted, then turned his face towards the terrier. "Well done, Cap. Rumors were spot on."

Cap chuckled. He inhaled before he said, "Thanks, whew..." he looked down at his lap. A gloss had formed atop his pristine fur. "Didn't think you'd actually be able to take all of me like that. We might have to do this again. Ain't too often I can go balls deep."

"Well, I certainly wouldn't mind, except," the xolo said. "I'm still a paying client. And in spite of this fun distraction, I'd still like my tattoo."

"Oh, shit," Cap exclaimed. He stood up and wavered. He hobbled over to his pants and slid his legs inside. He pulled them up double-checked the gun was still plugged in and shut the door to the waiting area. "Right. Of course." His fur matted, Cap grabbed the gun and asked Ruiz to sit up. "I can get this done in...uh, give me 30 minutes." Ruiz smirked and sat up. He adjusted the chair and presented his chest pompously to Cap. His ears stood like a lighthouse. Cap recleaned the spot Ruiz had shown him. He threw the wipe away and looked at the xolo. The gun buzzed an inch from his chest. "Relax your muscles for me, okay?"

The hairless doggo snickered. "I think you've done a fine job of that already." They laughed.

Half an hour later, Cap sat back. He grabbed a wet wipe and scrubbed the excess ink flecks away. He looked at Ruiz's chest and analyzed his work. "There. Should be all good. I'm going to put this film on it, okay? Don't get it wet for at least twenty-four hours, and try to avoid scrubbing it directly in the shower for at least fourteen days. After that, you should be good. Make sure you lotion it as often as you can. It helps keep the ink vivid. I recommend," he noticed the xolo looking down at his tat. He cocked a brow. "Hey, uh, Ruiz."

"Yeah," he answered. "I'm listening."

"Oh, I figured. I was just curious about this lyric here. Why did you want this one specifically?"

"Do you typically ask clients why they get what they get?"

"Yeah. Every tattoo has a meaning behind it. I get curious. It's not mortuary, is it?"

"No, but you could say it's memorial. My dad is," his eyes wavered. Cap saw their brilliance dim. "My dad's away from home a lot. Naturally. We used to be really close when I was younger but, ever since his business boomed, I barely see him. I'm lucky if he comes home once a month. When I heard this song, it was...comforting. So I wanted to carry a lyric from it with me. Just as a reminder he still cares, you know?"

"That's, uh," Cap scrunched his face. "I admit, I wasn't expecting that. Sorry to hear that."

"Eh, don't worry about it. What're my personal problems to a stud like you?" Cap blushed.

"Hehe, thanks. Well, if you ever want another one, or a touch-up, just give me a call."

Ruiz smirked. "Expect a call much sooner than that." The xolo got dressed, shook Cap's paw, and walked out into the lobby. Cap heard him briefly chat with Meghan before the bell over the front door dinged. The terrier recomposed himself and unplugged the gun. He shut off the light and stepped into the lobby. The door clicked behind him.

He turned around and saw Meghan hunched over the front desk. Her eyes drilled holes into his skull. His ears bent back. "I, uh,"

"Just shut it, Cap. I don't wanna hear it. You better hope Damien doesn't find out about this." She looked at her computer. "It's four o'clock, your sis is coming to get you, right?"

"Yeah, just texted her,"

"Just go then. And I suggest you get your shit together before you get your ass fired."

"Okay." He grabbed his bag from behind Meghan's desk and headed for the door. He looked over his shoulder as he placed a paw on the handle. "I'm still covering your shifts next week, right?"

"Yeah, please. My bro's graduation is coming up and he insisted we stay for the week. Something about wanting us to meet someone. Better be worth a fuckin' twelve-hour flight."

"Good luck with that. Enjoy London, okay?" Meghan raised a paw and shooed him out the door. She returned to her computer and didn't spare him another glance.

Cap took the hint.

He exited the building and faltered down the stairs. He reached the parking lot and stood there looking at his phone until he heard a blare. He glanced up, and there stood a blue car. A bull terrier in a green sweater dress and blue plaid scarf sat behind the wheel. She ushered him closer. Cap smiled and waved. He ran to the passenger's side and hopped in.

"Hey, sis."

"Hey, Luke. So, what is it you wanted to tell me? Let me guess, more borderline lawbreaking on the clock?"

"Well, yeah, but..."

"Fuckin' eh, Luke. Why do you keep,"

"That's not what I wanted you to tell you. Missy, I had a question," she smirked.

"Fine. What is it?"

"My last client got the lyric I die 1,000 times every time you leave me here on his chest. Do you...do you recognize the song it's from?"

His sister swiveled her head and raised her brow. She jerked the stick into reverse and backed out of the parking spot as she said, "Yeah, it's from 'I Hate the Way I Love You,' by Sareen. Good song. Why?"

"No reason," said Cap. "Just curious." Missy shrugged her shoulder and switched the car into drive. The engine hummed, and Cap turned on the radio as they drove off.