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"The Crown"

by Calypso

NOTE: This chapter, unlike previous chapters, is rated "Adult." Proceed with that in mind!

CHAPTER EIGHT

The following week was tough for Yang-Wo. He had the constant worry of the Queen's war meeting approaching, meaning he needed a plan with Xeneth quickly, or it would be too late. He was avoiding Adam now, seriously frustrated with the horse's wanton affections. And, through all of this, the cougar felt as though he had no time alone with Xeneth, and yet was constantly seeing Sennaven everywhere.

After the third or fourth time that Yang-Wo spotted Sennaven lurking nearby while he was doing chores for the castle, he realized that the Queen's personal servant was watching him closely, and he wasn't sure why.

All of the slaves had begun to notice that the Queen and the rest of the royal family were beginning to take a more active role in the control of Xeneth's harem. The gardens was the first of many tasks the Queen ordered, and even Princess Glaysia and her father, Prince Silhard, were sending their servants to order the slaves to clean or attend to other errands about the castle.

On one such scattered evening, where the harem was nearly empty for all the orders being cast from above, Yang-Wo had just seated himself to relax alone after a long day of scrubbing floors on his paws and knees, when the doors opened, and none other than Sennaven strolled in, looking haughty.

"Yang-Wo, the Prince requests your company," he announced, smiling his serenely phony smile. The cougar thought that a snarl would look better suited on the pristine and immaculately groomed face.

Yang-Wo jumped up silently and kept his eyes down, racing forward to follow Sennaven to Xeneth's chambers. He was wondering to himself why the Queen's aide would be the one to fetch him for a meeting with the Prince, but kept this thought to himself, as he kept all thoughts.

They followed the familiar path quickly, and Yang-Wo felt a great sense of foreboding. The more he thought, the more odd it seemed that Sennaven would be doing such a thing, and the more he worried that Xeneth's fears of being 'watched' were justified.

Once allowed entrance into the Prince's opulent chambers, Sennaven strode in with purpose and announced, "Your slave, Your Highness."

From the palpable silence in the room, Yang-Wo could tell that his very special friend was as flabbergasted by Sennaven's presence as he was.

"Hello Sennaven," Xeneth greeted stonily, not an ounce of affection in his voice. In fact, it sounded more like poorly concealed malice.

"Hello, Your Highness!" Sennaven said brightly in his usual false tone.

"May I ask why you are bringing me my slave rather than my own servant?" Xeneth queried, his dominance and power strong in his voice.

"I was ordered by Her Majesty to escort Yang-Wo to your quarters, and to keep vigilant watch outside the door. I am also ordered to escort Yang-Wo back to the harem. With many victories come many enemies, Your Highness. Her Majesty the Queen only wants to ensure your safety, as well as that of anyone...close...to you," Sennaven said slyly, his eyes narrowing just barely.

"Very well," Xeneth replied. "Do as you've been told then."

"Yes, Your Highness," said the servant, spinning and taking his leave, the heavy doors shutting behind him.

Yang-Wo looked up, and he saw a handsomely dressed Xeneth with a horribly furious look on his face. The angry wolf strode over and leaned in very close to the cougar, his mouth nearly inside the feline's ear.

"That bastard is watching us, listening to us...my mother is taking drastic measures to find out our relationship, no longer bothering to hide her serpents in the shadows. We shall have to take special measures to avoid his watchful eyes and prying ears," Xeneth whispered, his lips tickling Yang-Wo's ear fur, his breath teasing the cougar with warmth and sensuality.

Yang-Wo only nodded to show he understood, and put his paw in Xeneth's, his silent way of saying, Lead the way.

Xeneth silently kissed Yang-Wo's forehead, then extended his left arm, slowly turning it and forming a fist, drawing his own paw toward his chest. As he did this, the candles all dimmed until they were barely lit, the room nearly completely dark.

The Prince squeezed Yang-Wo's paw and whispered, "Trust me," before pulling the feline into a tight embrace. He said softly, "Don't breathe."

Yang-Wo had just bated his breath when he felt as though he'd gone blind, and his skin tingled under his fur, and he felt as though he were floating through space, though he could still feel his handsome wolf wrapped around him. He knew if he tried to inhale there would be no air, no life. This was pure and all-consuming darkness.

Suddenly, their feet were planted on solid ground, and the chilly night air stung their lungs, and the snow crunched under their feet. This was the first time Yang-Wo had been outside since being brought to the castle, and he shuddered violently, never experiencing air so cold, nor having felt snow soaking through his fur and chilling him to the bone.

"Oh, my beautiful one..." Xeneth moaned, wrapping Yang-Wo in his flowing cloak and embracing him tightly. "Do not worry, we aren't going far, and then you'll be warm." And with that, he bent and lifted the cougar as if he were light as a feather, beginning to climb the rocky, slippery mountainside on which they stood.

"Wh-wh-where are w-w-we?" Yang-Wo asked through chattering teeth, clutching to his lupine companion desperately.

"Shhh... I'll tell you soon," Xeneth replied huffily, clearly feeling the strain of climbing under the weight of two.

In silence, Xeneth clambered up the mountain for a few more minutes, being very careful about which rocks he placed his feet on. He seemed to know the perfect path to wherever it was he was taking his friend.

Suddenly, Xeneth came face to face with an enormous boulder, where he stopped abruptly, finally bending to set Yang-Wo down again. "I'm sorry," he mumbled into the cougar's ear as the feline's bare paws touched snow again, "but I need my arms for this."

A frigid wind whipped about Yang-Wo's face at that moment, and his teeth chattered louder than ever, his body feeling numb. Through all this, he stuttered, "F-f-for what?"

Without responding, Xeneth crouched and spread his arms, his paws in fists, his body tense and strong. Yang-Wo could tell what he was going to do, but he thought it would be impossible. The boulder in front of them was three times either of their heights, and absolutely solidly massive; there was no way the Prince could move it or break it!

Yet Xeneth pulled his fists together slowly, shaking with the effort, and began to rotate his body to his right. The colossal rock crackled and inched upward, and Xeneth sweated despite the cold, his whole form trembling as he lifted an object thousands of times heavier than either of them.

Then, the gargantuan piece of earth lost much of it's weight, and the Prince found himself able to breathe again. He turned to his left, and realized that his shaking slave was lifting half the weight for him, concentrating on the immensely heavy object and following with Xeneth's path.

With a small smile on his face, Xeneth guided the behemoth to their right with relative ease, setting it down before it looked as though anything had even been revealed.

"Wh-wh-why are w-we stop-ping?" Yang-Wo asked with renewed shivering.

"We can fit now... I'd rather the entrance stay hidden," Xeneth replied, scooping the cougar into his arms again before the feline could protest. As if he couldn't help himself, the wolf kissed Yang-Wo's lips affectionately, mumbling "thank you" before walking around the rock. The two came to a fissure in the mountain, a cave that they could barely slide in, and hardly even visible from where they stood at its entrance, much less looking the rock dead-on. Silently Xeneth crept between the boulder and the mountain, having to walk sideways because of the narrow passage, and turned into the cave, surrounding the two in pitch blackness once more.

However, despite the darkness, Yang-Wo felt it was instantly much warmer. Xeneth set him down on his feet once more, and the solid earth he felt under his toes was very warm and just a bit damp, the air in the cave humid and thick. The wolf conjured a small flame in his paw, and their path was illuminated; Yang-Wo could see that the tunnel in which they stood was not very long, and it looked as though it opened ahead to a larger chamber.

Xeneth took Yang-Wo's paw in his free one, and together they walked forward. The cave was getting warmer and damper, and the two remained silent, Yang-Wo's curiosity consuming him. What could be at the end of this earthen tunnel? he thought.

As they stepped over the threshold and into the steamy chamber, Xeneth called upon the Spirits and shot his flame all over the room, lighting torches that were mounted on the walls.

The two were standing in a chamber about the size of Xeneth's bedroom, though the ceiling was much higher. In the center, bubbling and steaming, was a lovely natural hot spring, and it was clear to Yang-Wo why they were there. Not only was this place safe from prying eyes and ears, but it was relaxing and comfortable.

"Wow," Yang-Wo said simply, walking forward to stare down into the water. "The water is so clear... Did you carve these seats yourself?"

"I did," Xeneth replied, already unfastening and unbuttoning. "This hot spring has been a secret place where I've been able to get away from the world... and now, you know the secret," he mused, smiling at the cougar.

Yang-Wo smiled back, and he felt a flush go through his face and ears. He pulled the cloak off of him and laid it on the stone floor like a blanket on a sandy beach, smoothing it flat. Then, he turned to Xeneth, and without asking if the wolf needed help, began to unbutton his shirt for him, making much quicker work of it than Xeneth could himself. In less than a minute, Yang-Wo had removed Xeneth's clothes, giving him affectionate little kisses intermittently, their eyes rarely ever away from each other.

When the wolf stood naked before his friend, Yang-Wo made a very shy movement toward his slave's uniform, as if to take it off, too. His paws were stopped by Xeneth's, who gently nudged them out of the way and slipped his thumbs into the loincloth-like garment's waist. Again the cougar flushed inside his ears, tilting his head to one side, but the wolf Prince would not be ignored. As he began to pull down his slave's only piece of clothing, he caught the cougar in a sensual kiss, their tongues meeting as the fabric fell to the floor.

After a few moments of this tender embrace, they both pulled back to look at each other, each man smiling. "Come," Xeneth said simply. And, holding paws, they stepped down into the hot spring's soothing waters, immersing themselves in the calming heat.

"Ahhh..." Yang-Wo sighed happily, feeling all of his muscles and tendons relax; mentally, he felt as if many of his cares and worries just melted into the pool of bubbling spring water. His ears perked as he heard similar sounds coming from his companion, and as he opened his eyes, he watched as Xeneth sort of sprawled on his underwater seat, obviously enjoying every moment, his tongue lolling out of one side of his mouth.

Yang-Wo giggled, and the sound echoed slightly on the craggy walls, filling the chamber with his soft, musical laughter.

"And what is so funny, beautiful?" Xeneth asked happily, grinning widely. No one had ever made him want to smile as much as Yang-Wo did. No one sparked his interest, captivated him, or held his attention--nor his heart--as the cougar beside him. Every time they met, every time they looked at one another, Xeneth could feel his heart fill to exploding with affection and desire and passion and fire and adoration and...

"Forgive me, Your Higness, but I have never seen you so happy and relaxed!" Yang-Wo teased, purposely using Xeneth's title.

Xeneth chuckled and sidled closer to the younger man, unable to look away from his ice-blue eyes, which were looking more like sapphires in the dimly lit chamber. "That's because...because I never have been, until I met you," he replied honestly, his smile softening with heartfelt sincerity.

Yang-Wo was embarrassed again, and immensely pleased, and absolutely enamored. His whole heart was singing, but he couldn't find a way to translate that song into words. "Xeneth, I... you don't know what it means to me, to hear you say that. I never quite realized how lonely I was until I met you, until I saw your handsome face..." He paused, extending a paw to stroke over the wolf's cheek, and Xeneth pressed the feline's delicate paw to his face with is own paw. "When I looked at you, I understood..." he nearly mumbled, "attraction...desire...affection. These are not things that I was familiar with, but you've ignited my heart and soul in ways I can't describe."

They had been leaning toward each other, eyes glimmering in the flames from the torches, and Xeneth thought he might shed a tear if his companion were any sweeter. He had been longing to hear that his feelings were returned in full measure, and now he knew that he could say what he'd been wanting to say for what seemed like ages and seconds at the same time.

"Yang... I..." Xeneth said softly, reaching into the water and caressing the feline's waist with his paws, pulling him ever closer. "I... I..."

"Yes?" Yang-Wo prompted, his heart fluttering. He could sense what was coming, and he wanted to hear the words with everything in him. He stared into the wolf's mismatched, beautiful eyes, and he drew his arms out of the steaming water to wrap them around his handsome partner's neck, encouraging him to continue.

"I love you," Xeneth said simply. His pulse was racing in anticipation, desperate for a reaction from Yang-Wo, but he wasn't forced to wait long.

"I love you, Xeneth," Yang-Wo replied immediately, tenderly, and for the first time, took the lead by pulling his lover down into an exasperating kiss, expressing his affections ardently and intensely, his whole body climbing into this embrace, the feline straddling the wolf's lap and latching on for dear life. This was the most physically forward Yang-Wo had been with anyone before, and he found himself lost in the moment, completely in love and without a single distraction in the world to keep him from the man he'd been desiring for weeks.

Likewise, the wolf felt his entire form responding to his beautiful love, his back arching, his arms encircling the cougar, his toes curling, legs tensing, heart leaping for joy. Xeneth couldn't remember ever feeling so happy, and he'd never felt more loving and lustful; Yang-Wo's body had been absolutely mouthwatering to him from the beginning, but love had amplified this attraction tenfold. Xeneth's sex had remained steadfastly soft during their conversation, floating unassumingly in the water. Now, that once benign organ throbbed with need beneath his feline lover, rubbing along Yang-Wo's underside and poking and prodding, as if it had a mind of its own and was seeking the tender recesses between the feline's round rump.

Yang-Wo gasped against Xeneth's mouth as he felt the wolf's full, thick head rub between his legs and prod him in the rear, and the strongest flush he'd ever felt resonated over what felt like every inch of his skin. He'd never wanted anyone the way he wanted Xeneth, and his craving for the wolf's body, for his engorged sex, was overwhelming and amazing.

Instinctively, Yang-Wo rubbed his body against Xeneth's, and Xeneth felt a very long, very thick something rubbing up against his stomach and chest. As he hungrily devoured his slave's eager mouth again and again, the canine reached into the water and gently wrapped both paws around the largest sex he'd ever felt. He was so surprised that he pulled back and his eyes flew open.

"Yang!" he said in an exasperated sort of way.

The cougar felt embarrassed yet again to be answering to his name when a pair of paws was on his shaft for the first time. "Yes, my love?" he answered very sweetly, gazing at Xeneth and smiling.

"Stand up!" Xeneth said, releasing the organ in his paws and grabbing his lover by the waist, pulling him up.

The cougar wasn't sure why Xeneth was so eager, but he obliged, easing his legs up and standing before the wolf on the seat, the water at just above knee level for the feline. He looked down on his handsome companion, and he realized that Xeneth was staring straight at his sex, which would likely have been resting on the wolf's muzzle had he not pulled his head back a bit.

"Oh Spirits!" Xeneth said, completely shocked. The shaft before him was about nine and a half inches by his estimation, and fairly thick. Below it, Yang-Wo's sizable balls hung somewhat low, the entire package relatively grandiose, especially on a smallish frame like the cougar's. The wolf realized that he'd been around Yang-Wo nude before, and even sexually excited, but he also remembered that he'd kept his eyes off his partner's sex out of respect.

"W-what?" Yang-Wo asked fearfully. He wasn't sure why his lover was staring at him, but it was making him worry. Is there something wrong with my body? he thought. I've never been intimate before...perhaps my body has some sort of defect I did not notice... With his mind wandering down a negative path, he was beginning to lose heart and become very self-conscious.

"Yang... it's... so..." Xeneth said, reaching for it with a paw and grasping the warm, throbbing thickness around the middle, "big!"

"Oh! I...I didn't..." Yang-Wo started, but finished with a moan. His lupine lover was lapping over the head of his large sex, and the pleasure was consuming him, all other distractions falling away. No one had ever touched him like this, and as Xeneth's lips began to wrap around his girth, Yang-Wo grumbled deeply in his throat, his head lolling on his shoulders, unable to resist the loving ministrations of his companion.

The feline was content to stand knee-deep in the bubbling water and allow his wolf to suckle him, amazed and enraptured as he watched Xeneth's handsome muzzle slide more and more of him inside. After a few minutes, the Prince realized that he could only fit a little over half of Yang-Wo's massive sex in his mouth, and so increased the young man's pleasure by stroking the remainder with his paw, thoroughly losing himself in showing the cougar just how much the word love meant to him.

Xeneth was gentle and careful in his attentions, being sure to please Yang-Wo, but really only give him a taste of what was to come. For several minutes, he let his cougar be the center of attention, drawing his length in and out of his canine muzzle. He let his free paw snake up the feline's thigh and run over his taut rear end, grabbing the base of his tail and tugging playfully. Yang-Wo was breathless with the intensity of the heat and the ecstasy, drowning in his affections for the man that was holding him and showing him how to use his body to show his love.

Eventually, the wolf drew the huge shaft from his mouth and licked his lips, staring up at Yang-Wo.

"So..." the cougar panted, looking down on his lover, "is...big...good?"

Xeneth chuckled and slipped from between the feline's legs, giving the large length a teasing stroke of his paw. "It's beautiful, and amazing," he replied tenderly, standing at his full height and pulling Yang-Wo in for a loving kiss.

"I think yours is so...so thick and handsome," Yang-Wo replied softly, shyness in his voice. Xeneth's own sex was about seven inches in length, but a bit thicker than his companion's. "May I...may I touch it?" the cougar asked politely, as bashful as ever.

"Of course," Xeneth responded with a slight laugh, taking the feline's paw in his and pressing it against his throbbing shaft. He moaned just to feel that delicate paw against his bare skin, and his sex flexed and ached for more. "You may touch it as much as you like, whenever you wish," he added in a whisper, putting his mouth on the cougar's ear and biting softly. "Kitten..."

Yang-Wo shuddered when he heard the nickname, the attraction heavy in his beautiful partner's voice. As his fingers wrapped around the very thick length in his paw, he felt a strong desire to do so many things; he wanted to stroke it, to lick it, to suck it. He wanted to nuzzle it, to draw his tongue over the full balls beneath it. He wanted to feel it pushing against his entrance, stretching him. He wanted his tongue against the wolf's hole, and more, and more, and more...

Xeneth took the feline's waist in his paws and drew the cougar down with him, the wolf sitting down on the edge of the hot spring, the cougar crouched in the water on the seat directly before his gorgeous Prince. Without prompting or hinting from Xeneth, Yang-Wo leaned forward and began to lick and suckle the wolf's thick sex, never tasting something so fulfilling. The breadth of it stretched his lips to their limit, and he couldn't be happier, his paw feeling his lover's balls and massaging them gently, his throat vibrating with a groan of happiness.

Above him, the wolf Prince was moaning and smiling, enjoying watching his lover's lips wrap around his hard length. Xeneth had had sex before, but he had never made love like this, and each sensation was exhilarating and thoroughly new. Yang-Wo was reveling in the feeling of the wolf's meat filling his mouth, and as he suckled and licked, all he could think was more, more, more.

After several incredible minutes, Xeneth pulled Yang-Wo's head up and away from his lap and into a sensual kiss, massaging the feline's tongue with his own; the wolf had realized that he was much closer to climax than he had thought, and did not want to finish so quickly.

"I love you," he said to Yang-Wo, kissing him again and again. "I love you so much, Yang... You're so beautiful, and wonderful..."

"I love you, Xeneth," the cougar replied blissfully, smiling serenely and embracing his partner.

Xeneth smiled, and in the blink of an eye, he scooped Yang-Wo up and stood, walking over to the cloak the cougar had spread out and laying the feline down on it. Without a word he turned round on his paws and knees, placing the cat's head between his legs and bending to slide the feline's shaft back into his mouth, again stroking the remaining half of it with a paw. The change of location and position was so sudden to the cougar that the pleasure took him by surprise, and his back arched involuntarily, his hips thrusting his sex further into his lover's mouth and nearly down his throat. The wolf gagged slightly, but did not stop, hungrily devouring what he could. Meanwhile, Yang-Wo eagerly reached for the wolf's length above him, taking it into his own mouth once more.

Just as the feline's hips had begun to thrust in a gentle rhythm--which was much more comfortable on his companion's throat--so did the wolf's, his shaft tingling with the pleasure of being inside Yang-Wo.

It wasn't long before Xeneth stopped and said, "Yang... if you continue, I'll finish much more quickly than I'd like..." His breath came in pants, and his muscles were becoming tense with the effort of holding back his impending climax.

Yang-Wo slowed his sucking and pulled the thick wolf-sex from his mouth, giving it a teasing lick. "What shall I do instead, then?" he asked bemusedly.

"I am sure you can surmise a location to put that lovely mouth," the wolf chuckled, beginning to lap at the enormous length in front of him.

Yang-Wo grinned and reached up, wrapping his arms around his lupine lover's hips, pulling him down further. As the wolf obliged, the cougar took one of his round balls into his mouth and sucked it instead, making the wolf groan in obvious delight. Xeneth's velvety, furry sac was damp with the pure, fresh spring water, and the taste it left was sweet and clean, encouraging the cougar to draw his tongue over every inch of the wolf's balls.

Meanwhile, Xeneth couldn't get enough of his lover's long meat, still unable to believe how large it was for such a petite man. He was bobbing his head in a slow, steady rhythm, allowing the cougar's hips to help him along, and groaning at the dual sensation of an enormous sex in his mouth and his balls in the mouth of Yang-Wo.

More, thought Yang-Wo. He pulled Xeneth's pelvis down further, drawing his tongue behind the wolf's balls, craving to taste his entrance, his instincts guiding his way. Before Xeneth could even register the new pleasures he was feeling, Yang-Wo's broad tongue was caressing the wolf's tight hole, the canine letting out a loud moan of surprised pleasure. The passionate sound pushed the feline's desires into overdrive, and he greedily grabbed the wolf's rear in both paws and consumed his hole entirely, using tongue, teeth, and lips to spark every nerve into a frenzy of ecstasy.

Xeneth slid the shaft from his mouth and let himself groan deeply and loudly, his carnal voice echoing off the craggy stone walls of the chamber, his heart racing, his muscles tense with pleasure. How is this beautiful creature so perfect? he thought.

He wanted his lover to feel what he felt. Xeneth quickly pulled Yang-Wo's legs behind his arms and dove downward, his mouth meeting a soft, tender, virgin hole, his tongue ravenously ravishing it, tasting the sweetness of the clean spring water and tender, delicate flesh. Much as his partner had before him, Yang-Wo broke away from his ministrations to let out a raucous growl; every time Xeneth gave him a new pleasure he nearly became consumed by it, not understanding how he hadn't climaxed already.

Hearing Yang-Wo's rapture fueled Xeneth's fire, and he quickly climbed off the cougar and turned around, straddling his lover face-to-face. "Mmm..." he moaned and kissed the cat, settling some of his weight on his partner, the feline's shaft rubbing beween the wolf's legs. As their kiss broke, they silently stared into each other's eyes for a moment, drinking each other in. Then, Xeneth reached backward and took the huge sex in his paw, guiding it toward his waiting hole and rubbing the head on it, amazed at how much pleasure he could get from a single touch from Yang-Wo.

The cougar gasped a happy gasp, letting the wolf take control. He leaned upward and pressed his lips to Xeneth's again, never able to get enough kisses, and he groaned deeply as he felt something incredible happening to his most sensitive part.

Slowly but surely, as his mouth remained locked on his counterpart's, Xeneth was letting his weight fall on the tremendous length below him, the shaft beginning to stretch him open and fill him. The wolf was so enraptured by his love and the cougar's body that he wanted to go faster, to feel the whole of Yang-Wo deep within him. But, he'd never had someone so big, and he knew he'd regret it if he rushed his first time with the cat.

"Oh Spirits, Xeneth, you feel so good..." Yang-Wo whispered, and at the sound of his voice, Xeneth's hole tightened down, squeezing the feline's shaft tightly and eliciting another sensual grown from its owner.

"I want to feel you deep inside, Yang..." Xeneth replied, and leaned back a bit, allowing him to concentrate fully on taking the formidable full length of his lover. The shaft was about halfway in, and the wolf had yet to feel a twinge of pain. Being around Yang-Wo made him so relaxed and happy that he felt as though his body were accommodating his gigantic sex with gratitude. Down, down, down he slowly sat, breathing deeply, and when he felt Yang-Wo's warm, slightly damp, furry crotch press against his rear, his hole instinctively tensed around the big shaft inside him, and it took some effort to keep him from finishing then and there.

They sat there together like that for a minute or two, and Xeneth bent down and kissed his handsome feline companion tenderly, his heart leaping each time their lips met and racing with every heartfelt look from those bright blue eyes.

Then, he began to rise again, and Yang-Wo moaned at the feeling. Xeneth rose, then fell, then rose, then fell, the cougar's sex prodding the most sensitive places within him, his body straining to hold in his orgasm. He loved the feeling of Yang-Wo inside of him, but the wolf wanted to finish inside his love.

"Tell me when you start to get close..." Xeneth breathed, kissing the cougar heatedly. He reached behind himself and between Yang-Wo's legs, rubbing his fingertip along the cougar's crack and over his tight entrance, massaging the ring to relax and loosen it.

"Oh Xeneth I'm close already!" Yang-Wo moaned, thrusting his hips up and pushing himself deep into the wolf.

Xeneth whimpered erotically at the deep thrust he received, and quickly pulled himself off the cougar, gasping at the empty feeling left behind. Yang-Wo also gasped as the air hit his shaft again; the air in the chamber was very warm, but it certainly wasn't the sensual heat of being deep inside his lover.

Before Yang-Wo had even registered the change, Xeneth was crouched between his legs, pulling the feline's rump into his lap and rubbing the head of his sex against Yang-Wo's soft hole. The wolf spit into his paw and slicked his meat, then guided it back to the tender pink pucker, kneading Yang-Wo's tight entrance with his tip, coaxing it into a state of relaxation.

The cougar arched his back and moaned encouragingly, pushing himself toward the wolf and feeling the older male's thick sex begin to stretch him open. He gasped at the sensation, overwhelmed by the new pleasure, and his body language told the wolf that he wanted it all.

Xeneth slowly began to ease inside his lover, and as he watched his girth be swallowed by his lover's hole inch by inch, he felt a tingling sensation, and realized that he wasn't going to last long within the warm recesses of Yang-Wo. As his hips finally came to a halt, burying his whole shaft within the feline, he leaned down and kissed Yang-Wo lovingly once more, moaning softly into the cougar's mouth.

Yang-Wo's paws found his own sex on his stomach, and he began to stroke it in earnest, tightening his passage as his lover withdrew, then relaxing again as he was penetrated once more.

Xeneth thrust again and again, and each explosion of pleasure rippled through his body, his thick sex stretching the cougar's hole to its limits, his balls tickled by the feline's tail between his legs, his own entrance still throbbing with phantom pleasure from its recent penetration.

Just when the wolf knew he couldn't take anymore, he pulled out of his kiss with Yang-Wo, and right when their eyes opened and met, Xeneth felt his overwhelming love and lust for the feline burst out of him in an incredible climax, the canine's mouth hanging open in a perpetual moan of ecstasy, his hips slamming against the cougar's behind in his enraptured enthusiasm, claws piercing the cougar's skin with their impassioned grip.

Yang-Wo could feel the thick shaft inside of him pulsating with orgasm, and all he could think to do was to keep the feeling going as long as he could. "Don't stop!" he commanded Xeneth heatedly, and the wolf's thrusts redoubled, his groaning louder than ever. And in an instant, the cougar knew the peak of pure pleasure, both of his paws stroking his full length to completion, his head spinning and heart beating out of his chest as his sex shot thick white ropes all over him, his hole gripping down on Xeneth tightly, his muzzle open in what was nearly a scream, for the volume.

And as they slowed, Xeneth leaving himself buried deep in his lover, their eyes opened and met again, and they were kissing as long as their heavy breathing would allow. The two Princes wrapped their arms around one another, and Xeneth let his weight fall onto his lover, lying atop him, the cougar's legs curled around him as well. And as the wolf rested his face on Yang-Wo's shoulder, panting and smiling, he breathed out softly, "I love you."

"I love you, my Prince," Yang-Wo replied. And in that moment, he felt like weeping for the joy he felt, and he gripped Xeneth tight enough to break the wolf's ribs.

And Xeneth would not have had Yang-Wo loosen that grip for anything in the world.