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This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are of legal and consenting age, likewise if you are reading this story, you should be of legal age in your respective country.

All characters are my own creation, any resemblance to existing characters is purely coincidental and not intentional, please do not use them without permission. If you would like to use them in a story, please feel free to send me a PM either as Inja on SoFurry or TheRealInja on FA. As always, I am open to new story ideas or situations with existing characters as well.

This story was requested by and written for Stormdaroo over on FA, thanks for the support and awesome idea! Pax belongs to Stormdaroo, Lo is a mix between Stormdaroos' ideas and my own imagination.

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It had been an exceptionally hot season in CLINT Nevada, the small town experienced a heatwave that turned tarmac into sludge and regularly fried the hands of anyone silly enough to touch bare metal exposed to the sun for more than a few minutes. Fires were popping up all over the town and farmlands; running the local firehouse ragged. Fires began to occur so frequently that rumors of a firebug began to surface, but they were mostly just smalltown gossip and rumors of idle minds overheating according to the mayor.

Truck Sixty-Nine, affectionately known as "Betty Whitewalls" by her crew for her old styled white walled tires, was an old Mack Model B-125. Betty was Jaws' pride and joy; the big croc kept her purring like a kitten and was meticulous about her red and white faux-leather interior he had handstitched himself. Aside from looking mean as hell, Jaws stood a good head above the rest of the crew and had an air of "Fuck around and find out" about him, the jagged scar running from his left hip up to his right shoulder only further cemented this image. Despite being a crocodile, Jaws' nickname had actually come about for his skill with the Jaws of Life; he could pop open a twisted-up wreck in no time. With how thick and muscled his arms were, it was also a common joke that he only used the mechanical device so he wouldn't make the others look bad. Domino even swore he'd even seen Jaws crack a coconut in his bare hands before.

The small but dedicated crew consisted of Domino, an all-white dalmatian with a singular black patch over his right eye. A former high school quarterback that could easily have played in the big leagues, but instead he opted for a quieter life of saving others. His best friend and partner on the crew since his football days was Leeth Hall, an equally as intimidating Tiger affectionately nicknamed "Lethal" for his fondness of using his axe to hack through any object unlucky enough to get in his way. The felines outward appearance shouted punk rocker, what with the "Gears of War" tattoo on his left shoulder and the silver spike through his bottom lip, however nothing could be further from the truth. All three brutes towered over their most recent recruit, a vixen by the name of Lo. A combination of an ill timed popular song as well as her obvious height difference, Lo was given the nickname "Shorty"...because "Shorty got Lo lo lo" as the boys loved reminding her, though with how badly they sung, she knew they were doing it on purpose.

Lo was an unusual pick for their chosen field, not only for being so small, but also a vixen. She was quick and intelligent, there was no doubting she could've done well in any field she chose to go into, but like the guys she now worked besides, she had a strong sense of duty to help others. She never let her size or physicality hinder her either, working two or three times as hard as anyone else on the team just to earn her spot. It worked too, even the big croc with all his years of experience had been impressed by the little vixen. She worked out well for them too, being small and agile, she was able to get into places the others couldn't and provide assistance until they cleared a path to get the person out and to safety.

Being such a small town, their crew was drastically underfunded and Clint Nevada could only afford to have one firetruck and a partial crew on permanent staff. The remainder of the crew was made up of part time volunteers, but with the spate of fires lately, they had already maxed out their hours and then some. This meant the four-person crew was running themselves ragged and almost never leaving the station for a break.

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"Look alive, we have another one!" Jaws bellowed out from the ground floor up to the bunks above. "Reports coming in that flames have been spotted through the windows of Thunder Tieffling, time to shake and bake!"

"That dude needs to watch a new movie..." Domino grumbled, rubbing his eyes and swinging his legs off his bed before stepping straight into his boots and pulling up his bunker gear.

"Still better than his Fantastic Four phase...Flame on was not a good catchphrase for this job" Lethal joked, earning a chuckle from the dalmatian.

"C'mon slow pokes, move it or lose it!" Lo called out, already fully dressed and sliding down the brass pole to the ground floor. Her seemingly endless enthusiasm and energy earning a shared raised brow look between Domino and Lethal.

"Just because you're a vixen, doesn't mean you need to fuck that pole every time you slide down it!" Domino called out just as her head vanished below his line of vision, though he did catch a brief glimpse of the vixen flipping him the bird before she was completely out of sight.

Moments later, Betty Whitewalls was tearing through the town towards Thunder Tieffling. The cardboard factory was thankfully not in a residential area and should be empty this late in the afternoon. However, they still had to make sure, there was never any accounting for the workaholics in this day and age.

"Domino, you and Lo do a search and clear. Lethal and I will hook up and get Betty primed" Jaws ordered as he always did, direct and to the point in a tone that left no room for argument or doubt. They knew the procedure, there weren't enough of them to do everything according to the book so they had to improvise while trying to maintain a level of safety regardless. As the tiger and crocodile rolled out the hoses and began hooking up to the nearest fire hydrant, Lo and Domino entered the small three-story building.

The ground floor was mostly a reception and display area with a storage space and loading docks around the back; being mostly open planned it didn't take long to confirm it was clear. Heading upstairs they were met with two passages, offices on either side with boardrooms down the center. Still not the worst, but it would take a bit longer to clear having to go room by room. With hard wood paneled walls and no windows between the offices, they could not just look down the line of rooms quickly.

"No sign of any fires yet" Domino tabbed his radio and confirmed over comms. "Sure we've got the right place, you are getting older you know?" he teased the croc he knew was listening on the other end.

"Keep cracking jokes wiseass, when you get down here, I'll give you a matching black eyes" Jaws growled back.

"First two floors are clear as well" Lo added on with a wink at the dalmatian, cutting off the growing tenseness on the comms, while he politely held the stairwell door open for her to head up to the third floor. "Such a gentleman" the vixen teased as she scooted past him at a brisk jog up the stairs.

"Nah, I just wanna watch your ass bounce going up those stairs" he replied with a laugh.

"Fuck you" Lo chuckled back.

"Sorry, can't. I'm married, remember?" Domino huffed as he jogged up the stairs behind Lo, even in all that gear she was still so damned fast, he didn't know how she did it.

"I'll go check the roof quick, keep an eye out for any fires...my ass can't be the only hot thing you're focusing on tonight" the vixen called out as she swept the last few offices and spotted the roof access down the hall on her end.

"Sure...I...huh?" Domino mumbled into his radio, going silent as he thought he spotted movement down at the end of the hall. It looked like someone was peeking over the top step they'd just come from, but before he could call out, flames erupted from an office behind him. "Lo, get back here now! We gotta get out of here!" the canine barked with a sense of urgency. The fire was spreading fast, too fast. There was no way it should be jumping between the offices with the speed it was. By the time Lo hit the third-floor passage again and caught up to Domino, the third floor was quickly turning into an inferno.

"Methanol?" Lo huffed, her nose twitching at the faint scent of something she'd not noticed before. Being a cardboard manufacturing company, she'd mistaken if for just part of the places natural scent. But with the fire raging, she noticed it was far stronger than it should've been, especially up on the third floor which was just offices.

"Maybe..." Domino replied, pushing the vixen through the door to the stairwell before stopping and looking back the way they'd just come. The roof was already beginning to sag in places, the fire already getting hot enough that windows were beginning to explode.

"Get your asses out of there, now!" Jaws voice shouting over the radio snapped Domino from his brief trance, causing the dalmatian to turn tail and run as fast as he could.

"Working on it...shit!" He yelped as he sprinted down the stairs; trying to catch up with Lo, but she was nowhere to be seen. "Lo, where the fuck are you?" he shouted out, barely able to be heard over the roaring fire above. Panic started to set in as he whirled about, trying to see if he could spot any sign of where the vixen had gone. Something hit him hard in his ribs, sending him flying into one of the offices he'd been standing beside. A moment later, with a tortured screech or metal and thunderous cracking of burning wooden supports, the roof or rather the floor and roof above came crashing down on the spot where he'd just been standing. Looking down at the object which had struck him, Domino saw it was Lo. "What the hell was that?" he called out angrily at her.

"You're welcome" she grinned at him with a pant. "Shit...we're blocked in. Window?" She offered hopefully as a way out, most of the third floor was now dropping down onto the second floor and blocking the doorway to the office they found themselves trapped in. However, looking through the window down below, it was a three story drop as they were unlucky enough to have taken cover in the office above the entrance to the underground parking. Even with the sloped driveway below, it was a harsh drop.

"Fuck sakes...where'd you go anyway?" Domino growled, trying not to sound too pissed off, but it was hard to do when there was an inferno on the other side of the door blocking their only way out. The alternative was to bail through the window, at this height and with their gear, a broken leg or two was the least of their problems.

"Thought I saw someone running through the halls" Lo replied distractedly, still considering jumping down to the ground below.

"Saw them too...looks like the rumors of a firebug might be true after all" the dalmatian sighed, staring up at the ceiling starting to blister and the paint beginning to curl before peeling off with the growing heat from above. A sudden loud crack beside him caused Domino to yelp and fall off the desk he was leaning against.

Both Lo and Domino turned to watch as the wall of the office they were trapped in began to splinter and a wide crack formed to reveal the grinning face of a familiar tiger as he smugly growled out "Heeeere's Lethal!"

"For fucks sake, just let the fire take me now..." the dalmatian groaned at the overused joke, it had been the tigers favorite since discovering his breaching skill with the Pulaski.

The tiger made quick work of the office wall, creating enough of a gap for Domino and Lo to squeeze through and out of the raging fires path. As they all scrambled out of the building, Lethal relayed the events of the past few minutes to Domino and Lo. They had been taking too long, so Jaws had sent Lethal in after them to see what was up as he couldn't raise them on the radio. As Lethal had made it to the second floor, he spotted the collapsing roof and saw them dive into the office to safety. Quickly making his way through to the office beside theirs and obliterating the office wall to give them a pathway out.

The three fire fighters leaned against Betty as they watched the fire claim the building, it was a lost cause. With the age of the structure and its contents, it was an inferno just waiting to happen. The building was the perfect combination of wood and cardboard inside to go up like a bonfire, their one truck alone was not equipped to handle a blaze of this magnitude and by the time neighboring towns trucks got there to help, the fire was probably going to be burnt out regardless.

"I hate losing..." Jaws snarled, kicking an empty soda can down the street towards a growing crowd of onlookers.

"At least no lives were lost, but it is going to be a mountain of paperwork when we get back" Lethal sighed, his head leaning back against Betty with a solid thunk of his helmet.

"Keep hitting Betty like that and there might still be one fatality..." Jaws scowled at the tiger.

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Hours later after the fire was extinguished and the cleanup crew had arrived on scene, Jaws parked Betty back in her bay to begin the cleanup procedure while the others headed upstairs to shower and grab some rest. As it was an older fire station, it was not set up for separate gender specific bathrooms, usually requiring the team to take turns showering. Tonight however, as it was already so late and suspecting there would be another call at any moment, the crew decide to snub the rules and just go in together. They were already too tired to really give a damn about the rules and regulations, their bunks were already starting to sing their sweet siren songs and calling them longingly.

Lethal and Domino stumbled like zombies into the shower after dropping their gear and getting it ready for the next call. Lo looked at the time and wondered if it was too late to message Pax, her boyfriend. She knew he was probably starting to get worried as she had not let him know she was still safe and alive like she normally did, only she'd forgotten to charge her mobile before the last call and was met with a black screen. Figuring she'd plug it in to charge a bit while she grabbed a shower, Lo would message Pax once she was clean and about to grab some shuteye instead.

With a yawn, the vixen stripped out of her gear, prepping it for the next call before grabbing her towel and wandering naked into the shower along with the tiger and dalmatian. "What's the matter, never seen a pair of tits before?" Lo asked with a tired huff as both Lethal and Domino paused their scrubbing and washing to turn and peer at her with raised brows.

"Yeah, just not yours..." Lethal replied with a smirk.

"It's late and I'm tired, don't much care if you stare, just don't get any funny ideas...I'm spoken for" Lo replied with a roll of her eyes while turning to face away and begin washing herself clean of the smokey scent. The white kanji symbols for "Love, strength, peace and devotion" stood out against her rich rust colored fur; starting from the base of her neck, just beneath her shoulder length purple striped hair and ran down along the length of her spine to the base of her tail. A small part of her couldn't help but tingle when the two big strong men continued to stare at her with more than a little passing interest. They were both very handsome in their own right; truth be told, they had featured in her dreams a few times after they'd posed for that calendar a few months back. Lethal holding his beloved axe to strategically cover himself and wearing nothing else but a grin, while Domino was swinging a firehouse with as much subtlety as a drunk bull in a China shop; bother very clearly naked and revealing their rippling and bulging muscles in all their glory. With shampoo in her hair and her eyes closed while she scrubbed at her shoulder length ebony locks, Lo didn't see her two friends approaching until one of them spoke.

"I think I forgot to thank you for saving me..." Domino said softly, a husky and sultry growl tinging his words as he gently pressed her back against the cool tiled wall, his lips meeting hers tenderly. She knew she should've fought back, at least pushed him away, but he was a really good kisser and the vixen quickly felt herself melting under his lips. Lethal was all but forgotten for the moment, at least until he made himself known in a very blunt and forward manner.

Shorty groaned into the kiss as strong hands guided her thighs apart, lifting the vixen a little while a rough feline tongue began to caress along her womanhood. Her nails dug into his shoulders as she found herself pinned against the wall by not one, but two of her best friends. The combination of being so tired and aroused making her mind swirl as if she'd been on an all-night bender, her legs starting to feel weak as she let herself sink into the forbidden pleasure. Lethal's broad rough tongue caressing along her admittedly heated cunt only adding more fuel to the fire, just like Domino, he too knew what he was doing as he feasted on the hapless vixen.

Lethal quickly proved he was equally as good with his tongue as he was with an axe; Domino grinned when he felt Shorty groan against his lips while shuddering softly through her first climax. When he finally broke the kiss, his strong hands cupping and fondling her breasts, the look in her eyes let him know he had the green light. She had always just been one of the guys before, but tonight that all changed. They were very clearly seeing her as the beautiful woman she was, strong hands caressing and exploring every inch of her body with growing familiarity and unrestrained desire. While outside, beside her bed, Los' phone finally had enough battery charge to turn on and reveal a dozen missed calls and texts from Pax.

Domino smiled down at Lo, gently turning her about to face a grinning Lethal. The small vixen finding herself being gently bent forward towards the tiger's crotch and waiting throbbing erection. The felines spined length brushing against her cheek while he began to gently massage at her ears and down her neck to her shoulders, repeating the circuit over and over until Shorty was groaning. With her maw open in bliss, the tiger didn't need to encourage her too much to take him between her soft lips and begin sucking. It felt like the most natural thing in the world to do, pleasuring her friends as they in turn pleasured her. Everything and everyone beyond the walls of the shower seemed to fade into nothingness; only what was happening then and there mattered to the three of them.

Behind her, Domino stroked his fingers through the soft fur of her fluffy tail, working more shampoo into it before he gripped and lifted it higher. One hand rested at her behind with a playful grope to her buttock, while the other guided his eagerness to her bared slit. Despite knowing his wife waited for him back home, the dalmatian wasted no time in sinking his hips forward and sheathing his thick and eager tapered cock into the spoken for vixen before him. Damn she was tight, but then he was a good bit bigger than her. She definitely felt the canine stretch her as well, even with her muzzle full of tiger cock, that groan which was a mixture of both pain and pleasure was unmistakable.

Still, the feeling of her was so good, almost too good that he had to dig his nails into her hips hard enough to cause Lo to growl softly around Lethal's member filling her maw. They were all tired, stressed and pent up from the non-stop emergencies; right now they seemed to have found a good way to blow off some of that steam in the privacy of their own station shower. Even if they got a little eager and rough, Lo had proven she could handle herself and two big burly firemen at the same time too apparently. Biting, scratching and strong hips slapping firmly against soft vixen curves in a seemingly endless symphony of long overdue passion.

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With no answer on Lo's phone, Pax was getting worried; they weren't even showing as "seen" on her side. Fearing the worst, especially with the local news framing these fires as the worst seen in over four decades, he knew he wouldn't be able to sleep without knowing Lo was alright. Even though it was already so late at night, the deer headed over to the fire station to make sure she was okay.

As the slender white and red furred deer arrived outside the fire station, he spotted Jaws working on the firetruck. The way the big dark green croc was whistling along to whatever song was playing on his air pods helped calm Pax's' nerves. Surely even someone as cold blooded and intimidating as Jaws wouldn't be this jovial if something bad happened to one of his crew? Pax was always a bit wary of the croc, perhaps it was just natural instinct between predator and prey that he was so mistrusting of the big reptile, but he always got the feeling the towering green scaled beast looked down on him. He really didn't get why Lo was so fond of the croc, she always called him her big teddy bear, but if anything, he looked more like a rabid grizzly to the smaller deer. Even with his antlers, he was still shorter than Jaws, though it didn't help that the reptiles' arms were thicker than one the cervines' thighs. Even he knew how fanatical Jaws was about looking after his firetruck, deciding to play it safe and not disturb him, Pax made his way deeper into the station in search of Lo. He'd visited her dozens of times before, so he was more than familiar with the layout of the station by now.

As the showers and bunks were both located upstairs, Pax knew it was the most logical place to begin looking for Lo. When he entered the sleeping area and spotted the three sets of gear, Pax breathed a sigh of relief as it meant they were obviously all still alive. He also spotted Lo's phone charging beside her bunk, smiling as he put two and two together. Realizing he had nothing to worry about, the deer decided he should probably just sneak back out and not disturb them as they probably just wanted to get some rest. As he turned and began to head back the way he'd come, a curious sound caught his ear. It almost sounded like a pained cry, but not quite. Curiosity got the better of him and soon the deer found himself sneaking toward the doorway to the showers at the back of the room. Gently pushing the doors open a crack, Pax peered into the room beyond and felt his heart skip a beat at the sight before him.

At first, he felt upset and even angry at what he saw unfolding before him; but then...he felt something else, something he never expected to feel. With his pants growing tighter and more uncomfortable as he watched Lo riding the big handsome tigers lap while he lay back on the shower room floor, the dalmatian standing off to one side gently gripped behind her head as he worked her maw back and forth along his eager red shaft. He could see the red marks across the vixens' buttocks from how rough Lethal was gripping her as he eagerly drove himself up into the riding vixen, her bust swaying and bouncing under the combined efforts of the two big males rutting her. Even through the steam obscuring them, the white marks across her body were a clear indication that they'd been at this a little while, even though Pax tried to convince himself that they were just shampoo not yet soaked into his girlfriends fur.

A loud cough sounded immediately right behind him, causing the spying deer to yelp and jump in fright.

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"Look what the cat dragged in" Jaws scoffed, hauling a rather embarrassed looking red tipped white furred deer into the shower by his antlers alongside the action. His eyes wide as if caught in a pair of headlights when he stared up at the pleasured face of his woman being fucked by two impressive specimens of masculinity.

"Pax! Oh my god, this isn't what it looks like...I'm...I'm so sorry..." Lo began to mumble, tears forming in her eyes as she stared down at him. Gritting her teeth as Lethal fucked her into and through another climax right in front of Pax. "No...no...no!" She whimpered when a moment later, the tiger unleashed another hot messy load up inside her too. Even over the steam and shampoo, the scent of their fucking was hard to ignore. As Lo stared down with shame growing on her face, Domino stroked himself to the finish as well, his eyes briefly locking with the stunned deer's as he further marked her with messy white strands of his seed across her muzzle and breasts. The vixen couldn't do anything but stare at Pax, there was no denying what was going on, she had been caught more than red handed and was now wearing the obvious sticky white evidence in her hair and fur. She wouldn't be surprised if he called her names and kicked her out, ending their relationship then and there. She wouldn't blame him either, she deserved it, she'd broken his trust and...

"It...it's okay..." The deer replied, blushing brightly as he tried to cover his raging erection from the show he'd just witnessed. Goddamn she looked so beautiful right now, even with another mans cum marking her fur; hell...even with her still impaled on one of them right in front of him.

"Glad you feel that way, because it's my turn next" Jaws grinned, scooping the vixen up off the tiger laying on the floor. Pax watched in almost slow motion as Lethal's thick pink spined cock slipped from inside his girlfriend, his cocktip connected to her opening for the briefest of moments by the unmistakable gossamer strand that was a mixture of his seed and her own arousal before snapping and vanishing as quickly as it had formed. Jaws carried Shorty with ease; back outside the shower before settling her down in his lap once he was seated on the bench between their lockers. With a mocking grin at Pax still laying on the shower floor from over his vixen's shoulder, Jaws firmly gripped Lo's thighs in his big strong hands to part her lewdly for her boyfriend to watch. Lo seemed to be too stunned or surprised to try even move, let alone escape the large crocodiles' clutches. A bit of adjusting later and Lo was sinking down onto his twin white ridged lengths; her eyes locked on the deer's as she was filled by the big croc. Pax watched as his vixen was slowly stretched around every ridge along Jaws' cocks, forcing her wider and wider the lower down she went. Her lips parted in a mixture of surprise, a tinge of pain, but mostly pleasure as Jaws didn't lack in the size department either. Soon her soft pink flesh was almost stretched enough to turn a little paler, looking like a scene from only the most hardcore of videos he'd seen on the internet.

Pax watched in amazement as his small vixen girlfriend was slowly lowered and impaled onto the crocodile's twin lengths, one between her thighs as the other sunk slowly under her tail, causing the bushy length to curl and twitch in discomfort, along with her toes curling tightly enough to click her joints. Shorty wouldn't be given the mercy of adjusting to the entry either before she found herself being bounced and jostled by the big croc; the hulking brute starting to fuck her roughly in front of their audience. With Domino and Lethal both leaning against a shower room door to keep them open, arms folded against their chests as they watched the show with a grin while Pax lay on the floor behind them. All three males watched as the vixen was fucked like a toy by the big reptile, unable to look away even if they wanted to. Jaws gripped her thighs so firmly that he left angry red scratches along her inner thighs from keeping her so lewdly spread. Shorty whimpered and gasped as she tried to clutch onto something, anything to slow Jaws down, but it was no use. He was fucking her too hard and too fast; before she knew it, the big scaled green bastard was making her climax with a lewd howl before he finally finished inside her. Lo was exhausted, unable to move or even sit upright any longer; eventually she collapsed back against Jaw's broad white chest, feeling the ragged scales of the vicious scar across his chest against her fur. Her thighs parted wide around his hips, giving the others a clear view of her messy cunt and behind as he pumped her full of yet another load of seed for the night. With what she'd already taken from Domino and Lethal, physics would not allow her to keep much more inside herself and soon the bench below became an unfortunate victim to be marked with the overflow of the crocs climax.

Catching Pax's eye and the raging tent the deer was sporting, Jaws smirked as he lifted the deer's woman off his lengths with an audible wet slurp. Pax's eyes were glued to his girlfriend's slightly gaped openings, the evidence of what had just occurred painfully obvious and completely undeniable. Carrying her like a ragdoll as his mess dripped from her well fucked openings; leaving a messy trail behind her along the grey floor while he carried her over toward the cowering deer. Jaws glared down at Pax, raising a foot to rest against the center of his chest and pushed him over onto his back. As Pax stared up at Jaws, his ears twitching and hooves trembling, the crocodile began to laugh before settling the spent vixen down right on his face to clean her. "You want to support your woman and her team, don't you? Why don't you get her nice and clean for round two while I have a shower to freshen up."

Pax's ears and cheeks burned in humiliation as he felt the warm slick mess begin to drip down against his muzzle and cheeks, his hands caressing lovingly along the vixens' outer thighs and along her back. Domino and Lethal again shared a raised brow look at one another when Lo began to moan and shift, squirming atop her deer's maw when he did indeed begin to clear her up as Jaws had commanded.

"Shit...looks like we're in for a long night!" Domino laughed, giving the tiger a fist bump.

"For once, I'm looking forward to it" Lethal agreed, padding past Lo, only to briefly pause and reach down to lightly scratch his claws through the fur at her cheek. His thumb brushing through a spot of cum there before brushing it over against her lips, smirking when the vixen almost eagerly began to suckle his digit clean while staring up at him with desire.