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Dimitri © Tsumi

Garn & Story © Russet

Dimitri sat behind the wheel of his car peering out at the rain; it was coming down heavily, sheets of water washing over the window-screen, obscuring his sight in all directions. He could just about make out the road and the tall hedges; hemming it in but beyond that nothing but a constantly moving grey mist.

Turning the key again the snow-leopard listened to the engine chugging and then spluttering back out. He sighed and rested his fore-head on the steering wheel and stared out at the rain. He was a slender well groomed snow-leopard, thick fluffy silver fur covered in obsidian rosettes. Thin-wire framed glasses made his lavender eyes seem bigger then they really where and his silver/black hair was tied back in a neat little pony-tail. Prim, proper, well groomed and rather despondently faced with the idea of getting out of the car.

Unbuckling his seat-belt he clambered out into the hammering rain, pulling his coat on and scurried around to the front, popping the bonnet and peering inside at the inner workings of his engine. The rain was warm, heavy and already soaking his tail, making it too heavy to hold up off the ground. The engine baffled him, he didn't have a clue how to fix it and a quick peek at his phone showed there to be no signal at all.

Locking the car Dimitri started down the road, patented black leather shoes splashing across the tarmac in the direction he had been travelling. Hopefully there would be a farmhouse or country pub or something. A bend or three later along the lane and Dimtri stood staring at what should have been a bridge. It was now twenty foot of water rushing past. Looking around Dimitri shrugged deeper into his coat, pulling his hood forward as he started to clamber up the bank at the side of the road.

Muttering under his breath the snow-leopard pulled himself through a gap in the hedge, muttering as his coat and fur caught on the branches. With a soft mewl he stumbled free, slid down the bank and squelched ankle deep into the mud. Staring down at his feet he sighed, picking up his tail to drape it over one arm. It was pointless walking back the way he came; last house he had passed was ten miles away. Trudging through the mud his shoes squelched with water until something caught causing him to stumbling a few steps. He found himself bare footed in a bubbling mire of muck, slowly sinking up to his shins.

Dimtri let out a plaintive mewl as he scraped his feet around in the muck trying to find his shoes. There was however no sign of them just more mud and off to his right the swollen river rumbled on, the odd branch or piece of detritus being carried along in the swift current. Sighing at getting so muddy AND wet the leopard continued to plod along, head down against the wind and rain as the gusting, blustery weather threatened to pick up his slender form and blow him away.

Squelching along he jerked to a stop as someone called out to him off to the right. Peering through the rain, squinting through his rain speckled glasses he could just make out a figure waving at him from the bottom of a small hill. The figure effortlessly bounded over the muddy ground on all fours, slithering to a stop and standing back up with a cheeky grin. He was an otter, deep brown fur slick with a layer of mud and rain, with shoulder length braids, thick whiskers and deep brown eyes. With a well built physique he was clearly not afraid to show off considering he only had a short brown kilt on Dimtri felt himself blushing under his fur as he looked at them, that thick plank of a tail sliding back and forth was almost hypnotic.

With a shudder Dimitri tore his eyes away from this muddy figure and smiled, "Sorry..." he called out, realising they had spoken, "I didn't catch all that, the wind you see.!"

The otter chuckled and gave the feline a quirky smirk that spoke volumes about how much he believed that comment about the wind. "I said you look a bit lost kitty, I'm Garn, I've got a house nearby lets get you in out of the rain?"

Smiling the snow-leopard shook Garn's hand and starting to pick his way fastidiously through the mud, "I am Dimitri, thank you master Garn for rendering assistance. My car broke down you see and my phone has no signal. If I can get to a telephone I can call for help."

Garn nodded, pointing back down the slippery hill, "This way then mate, we'll get you fixed up in no time." The otter let Dimitri pull ahead, watching the feline pick his way down the hill. Each foot paw was lifted out of the mud and pushed back in with a grimace. Garn shook his head, swung his tail up and lashed it out at the back of the cats legs, as the leopard stumbled forward the otter leapt, crashing into his back and bearing him face first into the mud. With a cheerful whoop Garn rode the leopard down the hill like a toboggan; slithering through the mud, a slick layer of grey ooze coating the pair of them by the time the fetched up in the drenched river bank below.

Spluttering and mrrowling in distaste Dimitri squirmed and twisted under the heavy otters form, hissing at them and attempting to get a paw free to claw at them. "What are you doing? Let me go!"

The otter just smirked and shoved Dimitri's muzzle into the muck, "Oh lighten up ya big toff, yer out in the rain, already soaked with muddy feet! Least this way we might reach my place before dark! Way you where moving we'd not get there for hours! Now you're all over muck like me so no point being fussy about staying clean."

Spluttering indignantly Dimitri pulled his head out of the mud, pushing himself up to a kneeling position as Garn shifted off him, the otter standing up and smirking down at the feline. Watching the hammering rain sluicing the worse of the mud back off Garn's oily otter fur Dimitri scooped up two pawfulls of mud and threw them at Garn's face. The otter jerked back and let out a short, sharp bark of surprise as the leopard barrelled into him, pushing him into the mud, wrestling with him.

Garn squirmed and wrestled back, powerful arms tossing Dimitri off him, sliding him through the mud. Shaking his braids back out of his eyes he grinned at the leopard and leapt. "Now this is more like it!"

The snow-leopard laughed as he met the otter's charge, slipping and sliding through the muck. Squelching together they rolled back and forth, first one getting the other hand then a slip, a slide and they changed places. Letting his normally fastidious nature hang for the moment Dimitri threw himself into the task of trying to pin this squirming, cheeky mustelid down! A task that proved more difficult then it seemed Garn was mostly naked; his fur was slick with rainwater, mud and the natural oils of an otter. Dimitri however was hampered by his clothing, heavy with rainwater and muck, his long once fluffy tail a dead wait holding him down.

Breaking apart for a moment Garn slid back out of reach and grinned at Dimitri. "I see ya do know how to play matey, well... why dontcha drop those heavy things and we'll ave a proper wrestle. You, me n the mud...whatcha say."

Blushing beneath his fur Dimitri hesitated, he looked down at his body, you couldn't see his fur the white was a dull grey muddy colour, with only the odd rosette visible. His tail was a sodden mess and his clothing was ruined. Glancing at the expectant otter he made up his mind and squirmed out of his coat, tossing it to one side. He blushed further as Garn let out a whoop of approval as his shirt and scarf where also discarded leaving the leopard in just his trousers. After a moments hesitation he abandoned them too, wearing just his underwear.

"Ok... I'll take you on, but I still want to use your phone and now your bathroom after wards!" With his clothing gone the leopard looked a sight, his head, lower legs and arms where slick with mud but his torso, thighs and shoulders where for the most part still clean, though slowly being wetted down by the rain.

Admiring the form of his victim Garn grinned, he had expected the pretty, prissy kitty boy to put up a good fight, screaming and hissing whilst he struggled against being coated in mud. When he'd started wrestling back Garn had taken the chance that he liked it and had been proven right. Clearly Dimitri loved it but was too shy to admit to it most of the time, which played right into Garn's plan. A willing mud wrestling partner was a welcome change, though the otter suspected he'd still be unwilling prey when he disposed of him.

"Sure I'll take ya someplace warm once we're done!" The otter called out, crouching and smirking at Dimitri, "Let's go!" With that he leapt forward, aiming to tackle the cat in the legs and get the first hit in! The snow leopard was agile, throwing himself to one side as Garn leapt through the space he had just occupied. The otter belly flopped in the mud and slid a few feet before he could stop, twisting around to grin at Dimitri as the leopard took a small run and launched himself forward through the mud.

The otter twisted onto his back and grinned as Dimitri slid up and over his body, legs and arms moving quickly Garn pinned him to his chest and squirmed against him. Dimitri squirmed in return, the two tussling back and forth as they slid and slipped over each other the otter's dual purpose for the close combat deftly hidden by the slick, thick and gooey mess they where making of each other.

The tussling let Garn tug Dimitri's underwear off and gave him an excuse to loose his kilt. Squirming out from under the feline Garn sat up and slides his paws down the leopards back, tucked his arms under his and launched forward, bearing the feline face down into the muck with a soft squidge. Mud was oozing up between their legs, sliding down their backs, matting fur and whiskers as the otter ground his hips teasingly against his new 'friends' rear.

Dimitri went wide eyed and groaned as he felt the otters thick; rock hard shaft sliding teasingly against his arse. Groaning he lifted his hips, feeling the mud suck and cling to his body even as his own hard on drove into the pliable mess. Garn continued teasing for a few minutes, his dick seeming to get larger, thicker, each squirming, squelching grind drawing a new groan of pleasure from the leopard. Then the otter pulled back, letting his paws glide down Dimitri's arms to take hold of his hands so he could tug the leopard through the muck as he thrust forward, letting out a pleased and happy growl.

Dimitri gasped in shock as he felt the otter tug, Garn's body moving down, thrusting... but it was not the shock of the expected penetration. A warm, tight wet tube had just encased his feet all the way up to the knees! Squirming in the mud slicked feline glanced back, toes wriggling as the otter kept pulling and thrusting in concert, driving Dimitri up to his thighs inside Garn's oversized dick. The snow-leopard raised his head to stare at the otter, the plea for him to stop getting stuck in his throat as he saw the look of wicked glee on the river-otters muzzle. No one feeling that much predatory pleasure would stop, with a slurping glorp his cock tugged his needy groin down into itself and the otter tucked his paws in too.

Wriggling the leopard managed to get on his back, squeaking as Garn leant back, propping himself up on his thick tail, cock rising... gravity tugging the leopards body deeper into the slick, pre-oozing, mud coated cock. Garn leant down, paws supporting his dick and Dimitri's head, muzzle sliding down to kiss him, a long passionate snog as his cock slowly gulped and squeezed the leopard's torso down into itself.

"Thanks... buddy." He murmured as he broke the kiss, pushing down on the felines head, moaning in pleasure as Dimitri sank all the way into his cock. Pre cum bubbled over his paw and the lump that was Dimitri started to wriggle back and forth as he slid down that over sized shaft, down into the otter's waiting balls! Forced to curl up the snow-meow groaned as the thick sticky white liquid covering him spared no time in starting to churn, gurgle and melt his body into more cum!

Stroking over his slick dick the otter rolled onto his front, lifted his hips and with a delighted groan sank back down, driving his heavy cock into the mud, feeling it cling and slurp against his form, moulding itself to his dick. The otter's huge balls sank into the muck as he started to thrust into the muck, swift, powerful strokes, driving himself deeper and deeper into the gooey muck until only his upper body and head remained above the surface. With a roar of pleasure, body twitching, tail slamming back out of the mud, scattering a wave all around Garn came... firing the huge load of what had been snow-leopard deep into the muck. Riding out his orgasm for as long as he could, the otter squirmed back and forth in the slime he had created, revelling in the slick, filthy feeling of all that cum oozing against his body beneath the surface.

"For a prissy little fucker... you sure took to the mud with passion! Dimitri!" He quipped to himself, squirming and stretching out on the river bank, enjoying the rain over his head and the slimy feeling beneath the mud. "Sleep well!" he chuckled and grinned, resting his head on his rock and riding out the warm pleasant afterglow of such a mighty orgasm.

~ fin