Another Heated Favor
#2 of A Heated Favor
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Adults they may be, but they were still under the teacher's eyes - and if anyone had seen them (or, in fact, knew about the previous night's activities), they'd have been skinned. 'Until you graduate, you're our responsibilities!' and all that.
But she had made it into the second-to-last round, and if she could make it just a few more more hours she'd have lasted the day. Kodi had managed to last a handful of rounds, but had been beaten by a young lynx a few hours before.
So when her heat had started to push upon her once more - though Kodi had done well in helping to settle her the night before, it hadn't been intended to last for the entire trip - she'd turned back to him. Grabbed him by the hand and dragged him to the furthest bleacher they could find, in the darkest corner there was.
It had taken them a bit to get situated. He'd dug his nose into her scruff, choking himself on the scent of her rising heat, bringing to mind memories of the night before -
he'd pumped her full of cum for hours, dozed on and off as his cock throbbed, spurting inside of her. He'd ached by the time they were done, his hips complaining from the awkward position, back stiff from the way he'd been arched, his knot going down enough that his cock, still largely erect, had slipped out of her in a rush of seed and slick. She'd jolted awake at the feeling of her fur being stained, but only enough to roll onto her back, blinking at him blearily as he wiped her clean, shoving his penis into his pants after roughly cleaning it before bolting for his room - if he got caught out he could be thrown from the team, and he needed a shower to get her scent off of him besides-
quickly working himself up enough that he could slip his erection through the slit in his shorts. She was already dripping - had been for quite a while, her heat creeping up on her, she would probably not have even known it was coming until it was on her if she hadn't felt that ferret's erection pressing against her cunt through her pants - and so all she had to do was slip her own shorts down and sit in his lap, gasping as his cock-head found her slit and slipped inside with little preamble.
Kodi groaned, dropping his head to rest his forehead between her shoulder-blades, and though her tongue lolled out of her mouth she kept watch, looking around with hooded eyes - but they were where no one was looking, busy watching a pair of wrestling gorillas, half in the shadows, and so she allowed herself to whine, tilting her head back as he began to thrust, grabbing her by the hips and pulling her down against him with each pump of his hips.
She reached down, scrabbling to try and ground herself, and found one of his paws on her hip; he let go of her waist and grasped her paw, nipping at the nape of her neck even as he groaned and growled and grunted, yanking her down with a particularly harsh thrust, a loud yip tearing from her throat and they froze, looking around to make sure they hadn't been heard. Only once she was sure it was safe did she grind down into his lap, basking in the whimper that ghosted over her twitching ear, only to regret it when he, with a mischievous grin that she, of course, couldn't see, yanked her down so hard that she had to clasp her free hand over her muzzle.
The gorilla on their team won, and a match started between an otter and a fisher cat; he brought her to her pleasure one, two, three, four times before, finally, bringing her down into his lap and holding her there, his seed spurting deep as his knot swelled inside of her, keeping her in his lap though he tried to pull out at the sound of her "Wait!" he wasn't quick enough, and so she spent the next hour and a half grinding on his knot, reveling in the way he whimpered in her ear, the warmth of his cum filling her, getting herself off.
She only barely managed to pull off of his knot when her name was called - Kodi squealed - and dug through her bag, having to stuff herself with one of the handkerchiefs that had been handed out or risk coating the ring in his seed. Even still, she stunk of sex, of his cum, the inside of her thighs and the base of her tail covered in it, and the poor dhole she fought (and beat!) walked away waddling, knotted in his pants.