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Though there was no shortage of methods Ryoohki could have used to beat the heat, he didn't have to go down a list of his options to know exactly what he wanted out of his afternoon.

He was just waiting for the air conditioning to get the job done, and in his impatience, he'd already tapped the thermostat a few times, knocking the temperature down far enough that the air would be running _constantly_through the afternoon.

"Worth every penny, too," he claimed, but the colder climate alone wouldn't have been enough to justify such a heavy cost.

Closing the blinds to keep the sun out didn't cost a thing, and stripping out of his clothes was a free action, as well, but the other part of the equation was a little bit expensive, even if the bear wasn't thinking about those costs in the moment.

Such a large pile of stuffed animals wasn't going to come on the cheap, after all, and Ryoohki had exquisite tastes: not a single animal in the pile was of a low quality, but the soft, artificial fur they were fitted with was fantastic for retaining a climate.

Setting the pile right on top of the air vent was an easy way to create a literal cave of cooling fluff, and with the half an hour gone by, Ryoohki was convinced that his unique, homemade cave would finally be cool enough for him to beat the heat.

The home itself would continue to cool around him, but right then, the sweat in his brow was finally dried out and the naked flesh of his body was cool enough to the touch that he felt safe diving right into the pile...

...But he didn't want to collapse the integrity of such a well-built structure.

"Gonna be a total waste of effort if I just flop right onto it," the bear suggested. Crossing his arms and looking at the pile as if he was trying to safely dig his way into a tunnel, he knelt down and crawled in the only gap in the side that he'd left.

Fortune smiled on him as he crawled through, feeling the cool, delicate tickle of the chilled follicles against the small of his back as he moved. His entire body shuddered as he made himself at home in the pre-cooled dome, finding that the ceiling was just high enough that he could sit upright around the vent, letting the fresh, cold air blow right into the underside of his sack.

He didn't care if it was over the top: it felt amazing to have such soft, chilly wisps of air tickle over the base of his balls and up along the underside of his sheath...and he knew how delightful it would be when the tip of his cock finally emerged to greet that pleasant breeze.

"Hmm...I should have known that I wouldn't be in here alone," he said, pretending that he hadn't planted one of his favorite plushies inside the dome from the beginning. "It's so pleasant that I should have expected some company...and if you don't mind my saying so, I imagine you'll be wonderful company, Miss."

Many of the plush toys that were stacked around Ryoohki didn't have any identification beyond their species, but the large, lifelike husky that was settled next to him deserved the title it was given.

She was a gorgeous, gray husky, with an underbelly so light that it almost came across as a sandy tan color, instead. Upon her back, the typical overcoat of black was tainted by the same coloration, causing her to have more of a brown motif overall, but through and through, her fur was soft and fluffy, so much that she would have rivaled any real husky.

To Ryoohki, she was real enough to deserve the dignity of conversation, and the special treatment of sitting in the cooler air with him, but in that same fantasy, she hadn't come to a cooler place just to get out of the warmth of the summer sun.

Her heat was obvious , and Ryoohki was too much of a gentleman to leave her untended.

"Just sitting in cool air isn't enough for you, is it?" he asked, speaking to her as if she could actually tell him of her needs...of the frustrating arousal that riddled her body. "You really need someone to help you with this..."

His paw came to rest on the lower back of the husky, just above her haunches. Feeling out the softer fluff around the base of her tail, he could have gleaned her estrus with a single touch against her womanhood, but he didn't dive right in, as strong as the temptation was.

The husky was looking at him, the unique marbling of her icy eyes beholding the emerging tip of a thick, black cock; she could immediately tell that they were dealing with a similar problem, but where he might be able to rub out his arousal and relax, she couldn't reach her own sex with such a skillful touch.

Without his help, she'd be suffering the burden of her heat for the rest of the week, but even if he decided to do something so taboo as share himself with the needy husky, there was a chance that one round wouldn't be enough to satisfy her.

She conveyed that need in her gaze, and Ryoohki met the plushie with a knowing smile. "Whimpering like that...giving me that look..."

The sounds were only in his head, but the husky was such an accurate plushie that he could imagine just how high the pitch of her whine would be. The depth of her stare was already such that he could feel a sense of need just from locking eyes with her, and just under her tail, the soothing air from the vent wasn't able to reach so easily...giving her strategically placed holes the sensation of having actual warmth to them.

His grasp took the base of the tail, but for all his strength, Ryoohki was gentle in lifting the soft, smooth fluff of the curled tail. He'd have plenty of chances to establish his dominance over the heated bitch, but right then, he wanted to make it clear that he needs were his top priority, and the cupping of his palm over the soft, smooth fibers of her tailhole and the tight, neatly sewn petals of her womanhood proved a delightful thing for the plushie.

Though it was all part of a fantasy, the creature seemed to bounce forward just slightly at his touch, only to roll her mound back into his palm when he showed that he was capable of being gentle; his thick, muscular appearance, violent, brilliant stripes of red and a thick pair of tusks gave him a natural air of intimidation.

"Leaning back into me already? You know I can only do so much with these, right...?"

His fingers pushed up and curled into the parted opening, feeling out the unique, microfiber texture that the plushie was made with. Her insides were delightfully soft, but as much as that, they were welcoming, able to stretch and accommodate even the largest males that would ever have the good fortune to bury themselves within her.

A pair of digits fit inside of her easily, but even then, Ryoohki took his time, as if he actually needed to warm up the canine and stretch her out for the larger things to come...and by then, his cock was almost completely emerged from the depths of the sheath, sporting a knotted tool that would prove the satisfying flesh that the plushie was after.

"They're good for a start, no doubt, but it feels to me like you're already good to go, honestly. You're grabbing me like a glove...c-can't wait to feel what you can do when you finally get a chance to grab onto something more."

Her petals were made with perfectly accurate anatomy, their shape slightly more triangular in nature. Pronounced and wide, her folds were more akin to a spade, but even with a body made to take a fellow canine, Ryoohki was sure that she would have a perfectly wonderful time taking his cock.

Despite being ursine in nature, his own flesh would play nicely with the shape of her womanhood--as desperate as he was to feel the clench of her insides, she wanted to know the unique shape of his cock, once she had a chance to taste it.

Her open maw, delicate tongue and microfiber throat were a collection of treasures, each one enjoyable enough to be savored by itself.

When the husky moved her head into Ryoohki's lap and those treasures worked together, however...

"Oh...f-fuck...guess you had a different kind of need to take care of, first," Ryoohki suggested, thinking that she was going to throw herself into his lap and start bucking her sex onto the tip of his cock if he kept her waiting any longer. "If you're that hungry, go ahead and start sucking...I promise I'll make more for you."

Her head fit snug around the tip of his already dripping cock, and she was grinning around her mouthful as she pushed the first few inches into the microfiber trap of her throat, massaging his length with every delicate bob of her neck.

It was a challenge to the ursine: to see if he could resist the urge to grab her by the soft, smooth fluff of her ears and pound the entire length of his cock down her throat until her face was sore...and after a single buck of her neck, resisting that temptation was difficult enough.

To see her offering him such a sultry gaze as she went further and further down his shaft, the urge became nigh impossible to resist, but that load, long building in his sack, had a greater purpose than being swallowed.

"You can drink up the next one if you really want to," Ryoohki offered, "But I've been saving this one up for you for a while, now...and you're never gonna beat that heat if you waste a drop of this."

For a moment, she went still on the end of his cock, her throat massaging the very tip of the tapered length with a promise of the pleasure she'd offer him for the sake of his services.

She knew he'd make good on his word, but as much as he was going to enjoy fucking her silly, he was doing her a favor, taking care of an itch that no one else could scratch.

"Knew you'd come around..."

Ryoohki would have been happy to sit back and enjoy a long, relaxing blowjob in the cooler air of the plush dome, but he after talking up the kind of relief he could offer, he wasn't going to sell himself short or cut the eager plush out of the deal.

He'd already gleaned the presence of her heat and the delicious warmth that radiated from her petals; he couldn't wait to share the heated intensity of his seed with the husky in a more intimate manner.

"You don't have to sit my lap, though," the bear offered. "Not that I'm opposed to sitting back and letting you work out your frustrations, but...something tells me you'll have a better time if we do something more natural for you."

He was a gentleman through and through, but as the plush was soon to find, that didn't always mean his touch would be gentle.

Her body was more than appropriately warmed for something intense, and with her petals still parted and delicately stretched by their earlier foreplay, she would have no trouble taking the first few inches of his cock and milking them for all they were worth--though she'd have to go deeper than that if she was intent on milking out what she truly needed.

The weight of his knot would prove a perfect surrogate for a fellow canine, but she was still a long way from feeling the girth of that bulge within her passage.

"That's it...face down...push that ass up for me..."

Little by little, the concept of being a gentleman was starting to feel like a façade. The bear was leaning into the same, intense lust that was already overwhelming his plushie, and when the same mood struck him, he became keenly aware of the fact that they were trapped in such a _claustrophobic_space.

If he wasn't careful, he'd knock the whole dome of other toys down around them, but now that he was pleasantly cooled by the contained vent, Ryoohki was perfectly fine with bringing the heat all over again, if it would be enough to quench the heat of his favorite toy.

"Tail already lifted, too; you really need this, don't you?" he asked. Pushing her body forth and mounting her naked haunches, the bear proved that he was up to the task of taking care of her needs, just so long as she rose to the occasion of handling his. "Don't worry...you're not alone, little lady. Let's help each other out."

Being surrounded by an arousing pile of toys, it was a wonder that Ryoohki could keep the games going for as long as he had, but once the seal was broken, there was no turning back: the tip of his cock was already spilling a healthy dose of precum against the shape of the plushies' entrance.

"A little cream for your cookie, miss?" he teased. The taper of his cock kissed gently against the unique shape, at first, but even the slightest weight of his hips shifting granted the penetration that he so desperately sought...the very same penetration that the plushie was begging for, all the while. "I've always got a little more to give, if you n-need it!"

Microfiber and a unique, realistic penetratable built into the backside of the life-sized plush turned her into a lover that Ryoohki could have used and abused at his whim, but knowing the level of craftsmanship and care that went into her creation, he treated her with a greater level of dignity and respect.

In the depth of his vivid fantasy, she was always a needy bitch, but one that was aware of her worth, only allowing the most qualified breeders to know the bliss of wrapping her tight, gripping womanhood around their cocks; her appreciation for Ryoohki ran deep, and the words that escaped her lips were laced with such arousal that the bear had no trouble believing they were real, even if he genuinely knew better.

"Enjoying yourself back there, love?" she whispered, a certain desperation mingling with her voice, even after a deep, satisfying thrust. "You don't have to take it so easy on me, you know..."

Huh...I've never heard her voice so clearly, he thought. Hopefully I'm not getting heat stroke...

He knew better than to lean into such concerns when the husky was panting with such obvious needs of her own: he had more than enough left in the tank to take care of her before he needed to rush off for a drink.

"Is it so bad that I wanted to work up to full speed?" Ryoohki asked, his grin matching hers with a feral intensity. "If you really want me to go for it, though-

"All the other signs I gave you weren't obvious enough?"

She giggled, but the sound was cut short by the grip of the bear, capturing her midsection and lifting her body up and into his larger frame. The plushie was utterly helpless to fight back against such a dominant male, and having her hind legs pulled from the ground, she could only brace herself against the floor and gasp aloud when the full length of the bear speared into her heated depths.

"You're absolutely right," Ryoohki noted. "How rude of me to deny you what you really needed...poor girl...nice and easy isn't gonna get the job done, is it?"

It was only one thrust, but the full force of the pair forced the plushie to lunge forward, only to feel the clutch of his massive, straining paws against her inner thighs: she wouldn't be bucked away anytime soon.

"N-no...no; you need to f-fuck me harder!" she demanded, her tail swishing about to spread the scent of her need into the already tightly confidence space. "That's the way, Ryoohki...b-breed me...pour every fucking d-drop of that cum inside me!"

Her entire body shuddered with the weight of thrust after thrust crashing down upon her plush bodice, the softened surface of her hips absorbing an absolutely hammering amount of force from the powerful ursine.

No matter how much he offered, however, her body proved to be up to the task, and the inside of her microfiber passage was turned slicker by the precum that spilled within and spread across it, creating the illusion of her own natural arousal spilling back and over the weight of Ryoohki's shaft.

"Such a demanding bitch," Ryoohki declared, but his lips were still curled with such a wicked grin that he knew she'd understand how pleased he was with that fact. "Not just b-begging for my cum...but milking it right out of me...f-fuck... fuck!"

His claws pressed into the softer fluff and flesh of her innermost thighs: his posture was an absolutely perfect mimicry of what another husky would have done to his plush, but he didn't dare to let anyone else take his place in that act.

Driving flesh and a full, swinging pair of orbs slapped against the plushie for a final time, the weight of the final pass proving more than enough to bury the full girth of his knot within the smooth, coated depths of the eager husky.

"That's it! Yes, Ryoohki...t-that's the spot...leave it r-right there, baby... make me cum!"

Her voice was utterly piercing in that moment, crossing the lines between fantasy and reality in a way that Ryoohki had never imagined possible.

He was absolutely sure that his plush wasn't a living thing, but it wasn't until the final throb of his cock finished rattling her body that the sound of her whimpering faded away--not until the last gush of his cum had flooded the depths of her anatomically accurate sex could he pretend that he didn't feel her muscles seizing and grabbing at his length.

Knotted to the toy and stuck there with her in the aftermath, he treated her with the same respect that he always had, spooning her from above and staying mounted until the burden of her arousal had passed...

...but he couldn't wait for the heat wave that was due to arrive the following week.