A Heated Favor
#1 of A Heated Favor
It was a favor, nothing more.
But as Kodi moved above her, as those little whines tore from his throat, as he nipped at her throat to keep himself from biting deep, it felt like so much more.
Her first heat, after years of medication delaying it, brought on by the presence of so many males, their musk strong around her as they tackled her, taking her to the ground, wrestled her and thrashed with her.
She'd been wrestling for most of the year. But it was their first competition - those on her team she'd been wrestling, practicing with, she'd known most of her life, had been effected only barely, her medicine able to take care of the little they did effect her. But all these strangers, all these strong, bulky males... well, her medicine hadn't stood much of a chance, and her estrus had struck her like a freight train.
Kodi had, through much stuttering and embarrassed ear twitching, offered to help tamp it down. She could just curl up in her room, sedate herself through the competition she'd been training most of the year for. Or rely on the best friend she'd had an incredibly inappropriate crush on since she'd turned fourteen some four years ago to fuck her stupid, to sate her enough that she could focus on the competition.
The decision was surprisingly hard, and she would have gone with the first if he hadn't come to her.
It was nothing like porn made them expect a first heat to be. Or books, or those awful health pamphlets. It was awkward shifting and strange noises, laughing and giggling, squelching and grunting and trying to find a comfortable position, painful orgasms because she needed something inside as he tried to stretch her.
They'd tried to fuck face to face at first. But she'd been sore - wrestling always made her sore - and her thighs had started to cramp and twitch; after he'd nearly taken a paw to the face Kodi had tapped out, pulled out with a groan, his soaked cock making a sound that had them both laughing as it splatted against his leg. They'd fumbled around some more, before finally going with the tried and true mating position, head down, ass up, his paws awkwardly beneath him as his hips fucked with the awkward rhythm of a virgin - which he was.
He fucked like a feral. His hands fumbling awkward at her hips, nails scraping at her skin in a way that surely left marks, grunting and whining and huffing where she gasped, tried not to scream as he scratched that itch she'd denied herself for so many years, that need that had been building up in her; he danced from paw to paw, one minute only barely stuttering his hips, an inch of his cock sliding out with each thrust, the next his hips dragging, taking the entire thing out only to have to rut, slamming into her ass a few times before finally finding her swollen lips and slamming back in, forcing a howl from her muzzle.
Both virgins, neither lasted long. She was reaching the end of her tether, already sore and over-sensitive from her estrus, having suffered more orgasms than she could count, eyes growing heavy as her heart raced, blinking blearily even as she was thrust back and forth, even as he chewed at her neck. It was his first time having anything more than his fist, he'd never had wet heat around his cock, much less wet heating heat around his cock, and so it was with a howl that he threw his head back, slammed his cock in deep, and gave tiny, aborted thrusts, knot swelling and locking him deep.
The tied pair panted, Kodi dropping his head to rest his forehead on her back, shifting from foot to foot uncomfortably, hips twitching with each spurt of cum deep into her. She slowly went limp, eyes shutting, estrus soothed by the seed his throbbing knot continued to pump into her.
He laid atop her for quite a while after she'd fallen asleep, unable to find a comfortable position. Only once it became obvious that his tie would not be going down for a while longer did he dare to move - he'd known her long enough to know never to interrupt her sleep - slowly pushing off her back and keeling over backwards to lay on his own back, making sure they were still rump to rump, cunt to balls.
It wasn't particularly comfortable, what with his hips arched and his legs in the air, but like hell was he waking her up, and he was well on his way to falling asleep.
For first times - well, it was a hell of one.