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Hey hey! Fresh smutty stuff for ya just in time for the weekend. Got another one here featuring one of those spotted dogs we all know and love (I've been in a real mood for things involving them lately), though not the same one as in my last submission. This one was sort of hastily hashed out while feeling a bit bored on a train ride, and it's just some good ol' short simple stuff involving a couple of guys going at it. No fancy backstories or long exposition. Hopefully it can help a few of ya out with killing your own boredom for a bit or just get to relax for a little while and tend to yourself.

English isn't my first language, but I've done my best to proofread things and make sure there're no mistakes. But if you spot anything that looks off, don't be afraid to point it out as that's the only way I'll improve. Remember to rate, fav, comment and all that good stuff too if you enjoyed yourself. Happy reading!

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"Hrrrff, hnnnnff... mmm, not so loud. Don't wanna get caught with your pants by your ankles and a fat cock shoved right up your tail, do you?"

The timber wolf's words made Daniel's face grow possibly even more red than it already was before, and he had to work to hold back a moan of mixed pain and pleasure, mostly pleasure, as he felt the big wolf wrap a couple of strong arms around him and shove all the way inside with a deep and hard thrust to tease and coax those moans out of the canine despite the earlier warning.

The one now claiming his ass for themselves was a tall hunk of a timber wolf, easily a head or two taller than most canines (and most lupines too for that matter) and certainly far taller than Daniel. Ryan was his name and he was becoming one of Daniel's regular fuckbuddies after hooking up with the stud through Pawstr a month or so ago and getting up to various lewd shenanigans. Just some simple good old fun in the bedroom had quickly developed into the two getting lewd in various areas and locations as it seemed that the hunk had a thing for nailing someone in public without getting caught. Acts that sure got Daniel's heart racing as well.

Daniel was a lithe, spotted canine; a dalmatian with the kind of athletic frame that came from spending a lot of time on the treadmill or the spinning machines coupled with yoga for flexibility and enough workouts on the weight-lifting machines to keep him from looking too scrawny. Perhaps a head or so shorter than most other guys he knew and a natural bottom in bed, and thanks to his particular workout routines he had the ass to boot with being a bottom as well; nice and bubbly with a good hint of muscles to it to give guys something proper to hold onto, and more than large enough to fill out his jeans nicely though not so large that those cheeks became distracting or too eye catching while just walking around. He wasn't the most imposing guy around, which was part of the reason for why he felt himself being a natural bottom, though he was nice, kind and had his playful and even mischievous side to him especially when it came to flirting and hooking up with other men.

Meanwhile you had Ryan who was absolutely packed with muscles from head to footpaw with broad shoulders, neck and chest and arms that looked like they could break someone like Daniel as if he was a twig. That upper body turned into easily visible and powerful abs underneath the wolf's slightly shaggy, black fur, and then further down to the wolf's powerfully built legs which told you enough to know that he clearly didn't skimp on leg day. Unlike Daniel's more bubbly ass the wolf had an ass to go with that muscular body of his, being just as muscular and flexing nice and good whenever the wolf would drive his hips forwards to shove himself into someone. The wolf had a nice and fat package between his legs to go with the rest of himself as well; dark like the wolf's fur and thicker than most guys that Daniel had been with and far longer as well. More than enough to feel like it was rearranging your insides when he was giving all of it to you, with a cockhead that would shine as the foreskin was pulled back to reveal it to be glistening with pre when the wolf was nicely aroused. The kinda cock that would leave you walking funny if you weren't used to larger guys or hadn't taken the proper prepwork beforehand. And hell, even if you had prepped nicely you might still find yourself walking funny with a slight limp the next day.

Despite his large frame and his shaggy, wolfish initial demeanor, which some could find greatly intimidating at first glance, Ryan was actually quite a calm, gentle and nice guy that treated people with respect, though there certainly was a dominant and even mischievous side to the wolf as well. In bed he could treat you nice and gently and just lay it to you slowly and make you cum all over yourself over and over again for hours before letting himself be pushed over the edge. But when in the mood, or if you pushed the right buttons, he could be a complete dom and powerfucker who fucked fast and hard with the intent of filling you to the brim. And he of course had a thing for fucking in public, the risk of getting caught seemingly being something that greatly turned the wolf on.

The two made for quite a stereotypical couple when they hung out, with Ryan looking like the tall and strong looking knight escorting their far smaller, by comparison even petite looking, maiden whenever they were hanging out.

It was a lazy Saturday with no work for either of them and Daniel had invited the wolf to just hangout downtown and grab a coffee, a little bit to eat and perhaps spend some money on nonsense at one of the malls. Coffee had been consumed and they had just been wandering around, doing some window shopping, talking and cracking a few jokes here and there. A couple of jokes had been of a sexual nature, and Daniel had found himself saying "Why don't you show me when we get back to my place?" in response to one of them, only for the timber wolf to stop, eye him up for a moment and then have a large, mischievous and almost predatory grin grow over his face. "Why wait?" the wolf had said, and before he knew it Daniel had found himself grabbed by the paw and led through the large mall, past various shops, stalls, food- and coffee shops and whatever else. Before long he found himself following the wolf through some hallway that turned one corner, and then turned another before they found themselves right by one of the emergency exit doors. A green neon sign with white text on it spelling out "EXIT" confirmed that it was, indeed, an exit door out of the mall.

"I've worked here, you know, and I happen to know that nobody ever comes here other than to sneak in a quick indoors smoke break in secret," the wolf told him right before Daniel found himself shoved up against the wall. The lights on the ceiling as well as the large exit sign above the door both flickered, telling Daniel that Ryan was probably right about that people didn't come through here often as there was a certain, small amount of neglect to it. "No cameras either, nobody to catch us... as long as you don't make too much noise, spots."

Moments later Daniel had found himself being fondled, the wolf's large, strong hands having made short work of pulling both the white, slim hoodie he'd been wearing and the t-shirt underneath off of him to leave his lithe, spotted upper body bare, with those same, strong hands having made just as short work of the dalmatian's blue, skinnyfit jeans moments later. Ryan, meanwhile, was still wearing the black bomber jacket he'd put on before heading out, with a white, snug t-shirt underneath and a pair of light-blue jeans to cover up his lower half with.

Before he knew it Daniel found himself facing the wall, those jeans down by his ankles along with his red boxer briefs, hands planted against the wall and eyes lidding while panting out at having his ass being eaten out. Ryan had wasted no time in getting down there to get his partner ready for what was to come soon enough, provided they didn't get caught in the act.

Daniel might've tried to protest, tried to say something about the locale and the high risk of both of them getting caught and being barred for life from the mall. He might've. But once the wolf's large, talented tongue had wasted little time in getting in and under his tail to start lapping and licking, the dalmatian didn't have it in him to try and protest or make the wolf stop and think about things for a moment. That tongue knew how to get him going, and if he had begun trying to protest those words would just turn into moans while that wet thing came dragging across his back entrance, lapping over it before dipping down to run across the dalmatian's balls for a couple of moments right before pulling back on up to his entrance with a long, slow drag. It would've been enough to make any guy shudder and moan from the sensations, and it had Daniel's toes curl a bit once he felt the wolf repeat those actions seconds later.

Ryan knew how to eat out another man, and he'd been intent on making sure that Daniel was wet and nicely ready to take something thick soon enough. His large, muscular paws had both moved to the dalmatian's two, bubbly asscheeks and were squeezing and playing with them while he made out with the dalmatian's asshole. His tongue hungrily lapped and flicked over it, giving teasing, quick flicks across it every now and then before switching to those long, slow strokes and even putting some pressure on the dalmatian's entrance to spread it open a bit.

By the time the wolf planted his lips right on up to the canine's pucker, giving it a wet kiss and pulling back to examine his own handywork, it was glistening and drool was trailing down towards the canine's balls to come dripping down onto either the floor or right onto Daniel's boxer briefs. As if that wasn't enough, the dalmatian was rockhard where he stood, his average, uncut length standing at full attention and beads of pre forming at the tip while he panted in pleasure from his backdoor attention. Daniel was the kinda guy that could cum just from having his ass eaten out, a fact that Ryan had learned, and it had gotten him plenty excited for more once the wolf straightened himself up behind the dalmatian.

"Eager spots. Betcha can't wait 'till we get home, can ya? Betcha need to be bred like a bitch in heat right here and now, don'tcha?" the wolf had spoken with teasing growls that sent tingling sensations through the canine's spine. And while he spoke the telltale sound of a belt buckle being undone and a fly being pulled down followed. Daniel didn't even have to look back to know what to expect, and moments later he felt that fat, heavy thing that he knew to be the wolf's cock come nestling in between his slickened asscheeks and grind against him. Daniel had gotten used to Ryan's size at that point, but it still had his heart start racing whenever he felt it grind against him. He was no size queen by any stretch of the imagination as he liked cocks both big and small, but there was just something about taking a large guy that set off something special inside of him.

With a few grinds and a teasing couple of presses up against his slick pucker, threatening to spread the dalmatian open, the wolf had pulled back and a couple moments later the canine could feel the familiar scent of strawberry flavoured lube fill the air behind him a little bit. Seconds later he was left groaning out a little bit as a large digit came prodding and probing him, the digit slipping inside with relative ease to spread some of that lube around. Daniel counted himself lucky that he'd taken the wolf plenty of times and knew how to relax himself and what to expect, or things might've been about to get real rough for him. Once that digit had sunk in knuckledeep and given a few teasing wiggles it retreated.

"Brace yourself, spots," was all the warning Daniel was given, and he'd done just that. With hands planted against the wall the dalmatian had taken a couple of relaxing breaths, his eyes closing while he focused on relaxing his muscles as best as he could. Even if he was used to Ryan's size by now, taking a fat thing up your tail could always be rough when he hadn't prepped himself properly by wearing a plug or some other toy beforehand. Still, he wanted it despite how rough it might be and once he felt ready the canine bent down a little and pushed his ass out towards the wolf in a "come and get it" sort of gesture.

"Give it to me, stud," he begged while giving an inviting wiggle with his hips as well to spurr Ryan on, his ass brushing against the wolf's impressive piece of manmeat. And the wolf didn't hesitate. With a grip around his length with his left paw to guide it, and his right paw taking a firm, almost possessive, hold of Daniel's hip to hold the canine steady, he pushed forwards. A growl escaped the large lupine as his cockhead met the dalmatian's pucker and pressed against it roughly, demanding access. It didn't give way though, not initially, only opening up a bit but not enough to let Ryan slip inside. Growling deeper, the wolf pushed more firmly. Wider the entrance grew before suddenly, with a wet noise from the lube, Ryan's cockhead slipped past that muscled ring and sank inside the canine.

"Aaaarrhh!" Daniel barked out, toes and fingertips both curling while he grit his teeth from that initial penetration. He knew what to expect, but even so Ryan felt incredibly thick as the wolf's dominant side started to show more and more and the big beast didn't give Daniel time to adjust before that thick cockhead was quickly followed by the rest of the beast's length. He didn't just shove it all in there with one, quick thrust, but Ryan wasn't exactly going slow either. Perhaps he was just that turned on and couldn't contain himself, or perhaps he was just a bit too aware that they might get caught so he wanted to get things done quickly, but either way the wolf didn't have patience to give the dalmatian proper time to get used to things. And the dalmatian could only dig his clawtips into the wall and grit through it all, knowing how good it would feel soon enough once the discomfort of the initial penetration would subside and the two started to get things going.

Ryan sunk himself in all the way to the hilt, the big beast growling the whole way through, his growl turning into a satisfied grunt when he felt his whole length enveloped by the dalmatian tight, warm, hugging walls. His large sack was nestled up against the canine's own smaller one, and he decided to show the canine a little bit of mercy by letting Daniel take a few moments to get used to feeling nice and properly full of dick. A few moments that the dalmatian welcomed as he groaned at that familiar sensation of being absolutely filled up. Ryan was perhaps not horsecock-sized down between his legs, but the timber wolf was far bigger than most guys and anyone would've needed at least a few moments to get accustomed to his size. The thing pressed against Daniel's walls, which Daniel tried his best to relax to make it easier on himself, and it rubbed against that sweet spot inside him, causing a moan to start to make its way out of him. The wolf decided to grind up against the dalmatian to tease him, making that heavy, thick thing rub across the dalmatian's spot. Daniel couldn't keep himself from barking out again in a mixture of sensations.

Ryan's left paw moved to Daniel's free hip, holding onto both, as he heard that bark. He gave another firm grind, teasing the dalmatian by coaxing another noise out of him. The wolf made shushing noises at his partner right before he started to pull out of the spotted canine, the sensation of that thick length pulling out of him now causing the dalmatian's barsk to turn into groans. Ryan went a bit slower this time, taking his time to feel the dalmatian's walls contract and squeeze around him as he pulled out, almost as if they didn't want the large intruder to leave. And when just the first inch or so remained inside Daniel, the wolf thrust forward, sinking all the way inside with a grunt, forcing another bark out of the dalmatian.

His arms came to wrap around the dalmatian, holding him close, and he leaned forward to whisper into the dalmatian's ear, telling him to be quiet or they might get caught. The dalmatian whined but nodded his head, and as the big beast pulled out again only to thrust back inside, he had to cover his mouth with a hand to quiet down the noises that the wolf was coaxing out of him.

Plap, plap, plap.

The noises of hips meeting hips and balls slapping against balls would've been obvious to anyone walking into that hallway as they echoed against the walls. Ryan was taking Daniel for a quick, rough ride, knowing that they might risk getting caught any moment. The knowledge turned the lewd and perverted beast on, fueled his own lust and made him want to take Daniel harder and rougher. His arms around the dalmatian tightened their grip a little bit, one holding onto him across his chest and the other down around his midriff, while grunts and growls being let out into the dalmatian's ear with every thrust. His grip would only loosen up a bit so that the large hands of his could roam across that lithe frame, feeling it up and giving a grope here and there. Occasionally a digit would come circling around a nipple before giving it a squeeze and a tug, all actions meant to increase his little bitch's own pleasure and sensations.

And the canine could only try to hold onto whatever he could as he was taken for that rough ride. Eyes closed, his face looking flushed and breaths going a bit faster, the breathing turning into occasional gasps whenever the wolf's thrust would hit him particularly good. Daniel was getting the kind of rough ride that he perhaps didn't know he had needed but damn well knew it now that he was getting it. He'd given up trying to relax or control his own inner muscles, the wolf having full control of things, and he was now just a willing participant along for a rough ride towards orgasm-city. His own length was drooling between his legs, at risk of making a mess of his boxers and jeans that were still around his ankles as pre drooled down in long strings. Not that he cared if they became a mess. When you had a cock that felt thick as a soda can and as long as a cucumber battering away at your prostate over and over again it was hard to care about whatever mess you might be making of your clothes.

"Rrrrffff... nnnnghh.... mmmmrrrf... you're so fucking tight and hot, spots... best fuck there is," Ryan would murmur out, showering the panting dog in affection as he pounded into him over and over again. Ryan wasn't a quickshooter by any means, but he knew that they had to start wrapping things up. Someone might come for a smoke break or a nosy guard might've seen them walk down the hall and might be wondering why they hadn't come back out yet. Knowing that, he picked up the pace some, thrusts going faster and perhaps a bit more erratic. It immediately had Daniel's moans growing louder, the dalmatian finding it harder to hold them back.

"Shhh, shhh, easy there spots... here," the wolf murmured out while his left paw moved up to Daniel's chin to lift Daniel's head up some, the moaning, red-faced dalmatian's eyes opening a bit to look up at his partner. A second later the wolf dipped down, lips pressing to Daniel's own to kiss his canine lover in an attempt to quiet him down. Daniel's eyes closed again as he returned the kiss, his lips parting within moments to allow the beast's tongue to claim his maw as well. And Ryan was more than eager to do just that, his tongue slipping past the canine's lips to come wrestling with the dalmatian's own tongue and share each other's tastes. Ryan could feel the faint taste of caramel mocha, the dalmatian's choice of coffeedrink, while Daniel got a mixed taste of cappuccino and his own sweat and slight musk and sexual flavors that the wolf had gotten to enjoy while eating out Daniel's ass. Tastes that just served to fuel the dalmatian's own arousal even more.

With the kiss quieting down the canine's pleasured noises some, the wolf felt confident in picking up the pace even a bit more. He had started to throb and twitch a little bit as the warm confines of the canine's insides surrounded him over and over again, and he was getting close. The digits tilting the canine's chin up moved down to wrap around the canine, holding onto the spotted dog around his torso while his right paw reached down and closed around the dog's own throbbing and drooling thing, the paw grasping and starting to jerk it with quick strokes. He could feel his own paw slickening up quickly due to how much the thing was drooling pre, and he made sure to use it for lube and jerk the dog off faster and better. It made the dalmatian moan even more heatedly into Ryan's maw while their lips were locked, and judging by how the dalmatian was trembling he was just about to pop and was doing his best to hold it back and last just a few moments later.

"Rrrrrrfff... cum for me, spots..." Ryan murmured out after pulling back from the kiss for a moment. The tone in his voice was demanding and his gaze sought out the dalmatian's own, the canine's eyes opening slightly when he heard those demanding words. The gaze that the canine was met with was just as demanding as that voice, even predatory looking as it looked at him. And it was all he could to hold his own orgasm back. Helped by a couple more strokes from the wolf, the dalmatian's whole body started to tense up seconds later while his cock began twitching and spasming erratically in the wolf's grip. Within moments he was moaning out again, but before they could grow to loud the wolf's lips were pressed back against the dalmatian's own, quieting his pleasured noises down some while the wolf's hand continued to stroke his partner off quickly. Several ropes of white shot out, hitting the wall in front of them, making a mess that some poor underpaid janitor would have to clean up should anyone come back there to find it.

Ryan didn't let up for a second either, his hips still moving back and forth, working himself inside the dalmatian even as he felt those warm, snug walls come clamping down around him as the dalmatian orgasmed. He powered through that squeezing, working himself closer. He was just about there as well and if Daniel wasn't busy basking in his own orgasm (which was only enhanced by the continued fucking and pounding at his sweet spot) he would've felt the wolf grow even thicker inside of him as Ryan was mere thrusts away from reaching his own peak. The wolf's eyes started to lid, eventually closing entirely, and his grip around both the dalmatian's length and his torso tightened. His hips movements grew even more erratic, and with just a couple of more thrusts he then, suddenly, buried himself roughly inside the dalmatian to the hilt.

"C-cumming!" the wolf declared, his lips pulling back once more from the dalmatian's as some form of primitive nature came over the wolf, forcing him to sink his teeth down into the canine's neck, clamping down in a mating bite. Not hard enough to pierce skin but hard enough for the dalmatian to certainly feel it and maybe get a light bruise. Ryan groaned out, his ears splaying against his head and whole body twitching in time with his cock as he came inside the dalmatian, the wolf claiming and breeding Daniel as if he was claiming and breeding some bitch in heat that he desperately needed to put his pups in. His cock throbbed powerfully inside the canine as one shot turned into two, then three, then several more until the dalmatian might've felt like he was getting flooded. Even as Ryan was lodged balls-deep, that thick length of his doing it's best to act as a plug to keep it all inside the dalmatian, the white, sticky, virile load of the timber wolf started to drip out, coming to trail down along both of their ball sacks and then drip down onto the floor, some accidental drops landing in the canine's underwear and making a slight mess of them.

Feeling the wolf claim and breed him like that wasn't anything new for Daniel at this point, but it felt amazing every time. There was just something primal and animalistic about the whole thing, about letting the big wolf bite down and then fill him like that, that set off the dalmatian in just the right ways. If the bite down on his neck might make him whine in submission, the feeling of being claimed had him moan whorishly moments later in fevered bliss. This was where he belonged; in the arms (and bite) of a big brute, their cock shoved in all the way to the hilt and pumping him full with a potent load that could've easily knocked any bitch up. Absolute heaven for the dalmatian.

The two stood like that for what felt for a while but was more likely just a good few moments. The wolf had come to lean against the dalmatian some, his chest heaving against the canine's back while he groaned and kept his teeth around the other's neck. The wolf's heartbeats were clear and strong and Daniel thought he could practically feel himself being rocked by them. The dalmatian's own breathing was fast and his heart was still racing a bit, but it was slowing down as the dalmatian was coming down from his own blissful high. His moans had died down, turning into a mere pleasured rumbling noises and the odd groan here and there. His length was growing soft, the dalmatian's balls having spent what they could for now. Slowly the dalmatian opened his eyes and brought a hand to the wolf's head, giving him a pat to rouse the big beast out of whatever post-orgasm slumber might threaten to start overtaking him.

Ryan, having been deeply lost in that animalistic urge of his, came back to it all quickly. His teeth let go and his tongue gave a few laps over the areas where they had sunk down, checking his lover for blood. All good it seemed to him, and a moment later the wolf straightened himself up some, his possessive grip around the canine softening. He could see the dalmatian's head turning some to better face him and for their eyes to better meet, and Ryan leaned in to give the dalmatian another quick kiss with a soft "mmm", which was happily welcomed. How long they had been there and how loud they might've been were worries that quickly got to both of them though, now that they had gotten their lustful urges dealt with, and the kiss didn't linger as Ryan pulled back again seconds later.

"Hold on, I've got some paper towels here somewhere..." the wolf murmured out, his left hand disappearing into some inside pocket of his jacket a moment later. Always prepared, it seemed. He kept himself lodged inside Daniel to keep things from rushing out and spill all over the dalmatian's pants and underwear. While he searched he let go of the dalmatian's own length, offering his now messy right hand to the canine, knowing how happy and eager Daniel always was to taste himself while cleaning up. And Daniel was all too happy to do just that, the dalmatian lips and tongue running over each digit of the wolf, making quick work of lapping and slurping up the cummy mess and letting out the soft little rumbling, pleased noise at his own taste. By the time Daniel was done Ryan had produced some paper towels, and he took one in his now clean (albeit saliva slickened hand) and reached down between them, reaching up under his length to catch whatever run-off might trickle out as he pulled out.

With a few grunts and groans from the both of them, and with the paper towels able to catch most of the initial mess drooling out of the dalmatian, the wolf had taken a couple of steps back to just admire the sight. Gaping and drooling slightly, the dalmatian's back entrance was a mess as the dalmatian stood there. The gaping mess was slowly closing up, and the wolf cleaned himself up with a spare paper towel as he watched that gaping pucker closing up more and more ever so slowly until it all looked reasonably nice and snug again. Not that it would take much for it to be pried open once more, and without a buttplug to keep the wolf's load in there the dalmatian would surely find his underwear becoming even more of a mess as they went on with their day and the occasional dribble of spunk leaked out.

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"Uuuhn, ah, shiiit..." the dalmatian groaned out now that he could straighten himself up properly again after cleaning up a bit, his back feeling stiff from being bent forward and having a big, brutish hunk of a man leaning over it for the last few minutes. The telltale sound of a fly being pulled up and a belt being buckled could be heard behind him just as he zipped up his own pants, the slight mess of his underwear making itself known as they started to stick to him. A slight annoyance, but one he could deal with. The paper towels had been discarded to a poor, forgotten bin near the exit that mostly held cigarette butts and the odd soda can or candy wrapper. As he turned to face Ryan the wolf came to wrap an arm around him, Ryan's hand gently rubbing up and down his spine to give it a slight massage.

"I'll try not to lean against you so much next time," Ryan spoke as his hand ran gently and slowly across the dalmatian's back. Daniel gave a snicker and a shrug at that and threw a playful little wink up at the tall wolf.

"It'll pass in a minute. Besides, it's worth it when it means having ya fuck me like a beast like that," he replied and gave a reassuring pat against the wolf's torso. Ryan gave a snicker as well, and his rubbing hand reached down to give a firm squeeze to one of the dalmatian's asscheeks.

"Yeah? Well don't worry, I'll give ya another bestial rutting at your place later," he spoke before giving the dalmatian's ass a playful slap, his arm moving up to just wrap around the canine's hips and hold him close. "For now, let's grab some lunch. Fucking you is hungry work."

Daniel rolled his eyes and shook his head a little at that quip, but he smiled and nodded a second later as the two started walking back the way they came. He was perhaps feeling a tad bit sore back there, but not enough to walk funny and certainly not enough to turn down some more fun with the wolf later.

"What do you feel like eating?" he asked while the two was getting ever closer to the beginning of the hallway and, consequently, to find out if anyone might've heard what they've been up to. Hell, if nothing else, attentive and sensitive noses would certainly be able to smell the mixture of sweat, cum and lube and be able to put two and two together.

"I dunno. Perhaps just hit the sandwich place up?" Ryan replied just as they reached the entrance of the hallway. Both of them gave a couple of looks around. No one was giving them funny looks and the coast seemed clear. Ryan knew better though. His eyes gave a glance up towards a security camera by a corner just above and outside the hallway's entrance, positioned to look directly towards it. He gave a grin towards it and a brief little wave.

Someone had certainly seen them enter. As for if whoever sat behind the monitor and camera controls guessed what they had been up to, or for that matter even cared?

Well, Ryan could only guess.