Hare's Lean Legs

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Better Gym Cardio

Ari huffed, the hare relaxing into his stride, focusing only on the slap of his large hind paws on the treadmill with every stride. It was easy for him, though he did not have long-distance endurance: that was something that Ari was building up to. His brown-grey fur darkened in patches, under his arms and, under his shorts, around his crotch between his legs too, with sweat, though the hare was just hitting his stride. Sweating was a part of going to the gym, Ari knew. Even though he would not have honestly been going if not for the little belly pooch that had grown as he moved into his thirties.

Damn... The hare really wished that he could still eat like he was in his thirties. But, as he leaned into his stride on the treadmill, his long shorts brushing against his legs, coming down to the narrowest point of his quadriceps, Ari knew it was alright. He could keep going and he could relax into everything, moment by moment, simply letting the rhythm of his own paws carry him onward.

However, he saw he'd caught someone's eye. It was not unexpected, as there were rather a lot of sidelong looks in the gym, though most kept themselves to themselves. A hare, on the other paw, would always notice the intense, brooding stare of a wolf, boring into him, as if he was prey.

Of course, predator and prey relations were no longer issues: thankfully, that was something that had been sorted out more or less globally five or six centuries ago, for which herbivores were exceedingly grateful. His tail twitched, fed through the hole in the back of his shorts, though Ari studiously kept it moderately placed, not wanting to flip it up and show a white flash of warning. It was an old instinct that didn't really have any place in his life anymore, but hares and rabbits were particularly apt to it. It could also be used as a threat, flipping the tail up.

Wolves didn't see it like that though and, as he ran, slowing his pace a little towards the end of his cardio session, Ari met the wolf's eyes. Tall and grey, he was a few inches, perhaps three, taller than the hare, his vest-top leaving little to the imagination when it came to his muscular chest and broad pectoral muscles. A slash of white fur dove into the neckline of his vest, though it was clear he was only wearing it for comfort. It was an interesting contrast to Ari, who had gone bare-chested that day. In a gym like that, it was pretty much accepted for guys and non-binary folk to go without anything on their upper bodies, as many of the lady furs were in sports bras anyway.

It was better to be comfortable. And yet Ari was far from comfortable as he ran, heat pooling deliciously in his stomach. He licked his lips, cocking his head lightly, though the tilt of his ears made it look like he was tipping his head more than he actually was.

The wolf grinned, a shine of light entering his amber gaze, which had not been there before. Ari's heart surged, lifting, and the hare shared his smile.

It was funny how a note of attraction could be shared like that, without any words being exchanged. Of course, it was entirely up to Ari to get off the treadmill and stretch in front of the wolf in the open section of the gym, making sure that he got to see every flexed muscle and the flat tone of his stomach, which had, at least, melted away under his cardio regime. The wolf, on the other paw, was all brawn and bulk, though the wag to his tail was particularly enticing, suggesting a softer side that the hare ached to sink into.

"Are you going to follow me out to my car without even giving me a name then?" Ari murmured, pointing his ear in the wolf's direction with the tiniest flicker of a smile on his lips, seductively discreet. "That would be rather rude, don't you think?"

The wolf smirked, raising an eyebrow as he leaned back against the wall.

"Well, it would have been ruder to follow you out without checking that you were interested first," the wolf said, running his tongue along the side of his muzzle. "Name's Neil... And, yeah, I'm game, cutie."

It was rare for a first meeting to go that well, although, well...hm... It was not as if Ari was unused to meeting guys quite like that. Always with a condom though, of course, just to make sure he was okay. And he'd rather run the risk of getting caught than head into a location that was too secluded, putting himself at risk of harm.

There were many fun things to be undertaken, with others, as long as an individual was sensible about it... And the hare always had friends who knew where he was and a roommate amenable to a quick text to know when to expect him back.

That was just how Ari ended up with his paw shoved down the wolf's shorts, grasping his swelling hard-on, around the back of the gym, behind Ari's car. He didn't know where Neil's ride was but it didn't matter, not as the bigger male grunted and thrust into his paw, leaking pre-cum all over his paw. It was the hare, however, who was in control and the wolf didn't need to be dominant under those circumstances, not as Ari grinned widely and folded his ears smoothly back.

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