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Cerberus

Chapter 2: Hit Me

Sneak Peek

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Flynn was really feeling the influence of this drug. Lines were starting to get blurry and colors were starting to sag. He felt like his mind was floating upwards and his body was melting into the floor. All the color drained from the room and kept his body in a swirling mix of color while his mind was in a blurry white mess of lines that went nowhere. It was like he was looking at two different images with each of his eyes and yet it was all one picture.

Thud.

Cerberus felt cool air brush against his dick as Flynn fell off it, his body a twitching drooling mess. His mouth glowing with Cerberus' cum, his lips stained a glowing blue.

"Can't handle me just yet, can you slut," Cerberus growled lustfully. "Don't beat yourself up, very few people can."

Cerberus pushed the table away to reveal the drooling, twitching mass that Flynn had become on the floor. His eyes were glazed over as they flicked about as though he were sleeping with his eyes open. He had cum without touching himself. A goofy grin was plastered on his face as he laid there in a puddle of his own juices, the fur of his thighs soaking in his slick.

"Such a good little slut," Cerberus leaned down and picked up the pup by his scruff. Instantly Flynn's submissive instinct kicked in. His arms and legs curled up as though he were a puppy being pulled around by his father. He gave a soft whine as his pussy dripped.

Flynn was pulled from his high a little bit, his mind and body coming together as he realized he wasn't on the floor anymore. He was on a couch. Cerberus had brought him over to the living room area, flopped his ass down, and put his pet by his side. Cerberus cradled Flynn in one arm, his pit exposed. Flynn drooled, saliva dripping from the corners of his mouth, stained with the icy blue of his new favorite drug. He leaned into that pit, the powerful muscles that made it were sculpted and powerful. He leaned in, the wet armpit hair thick with musk and virility. He huffed, his legs quivering as he leaned into Cerberus. That dark pit hair was rife with musk. Thick, hot and humid, and all so inviting.

Cerberus chuckled, kicking his bare feet up on the coffee table and kicking some mail and old soda cans off it to make room. He put his arm on the back of the couch as Flynn continued to huff on that musky pit. The little wolf boy's spine tingling and pussy quivering with each whiff.

"That's right you little shit," Cerberus rumbled. "Love my stink. It can't be washed off. Continue to mark yourself and your fucking lungs with more of me."

Flynn gave a soft howl, his pussy quivering against the couch cushions. Cerberus simply lifted his arm and pushed it down slowly. Pinning Flynn in his musky, hot, sweaty pit. Flynn's pussy squirted, the big alpha hound having struck oil without even touching the quivering faggot.

Cerberus just smiled and rolled his eyes as he flipped on the TV.

The TV turned on to a news channel. Nathan might be self-absorbed, but he liked to keep informed about current events. The news casters were talking about a fire that broke out after a warehouse rave got out of hand.

"Look, bitch boy" Cerberus gestured with his free arm. "We made the local news." Cerberus never lifted his arm so Flynn never saw the newscasters or the warnings that plastered the screen. People were urged to stay indoors and out of that industrial district as they figured out what was happening. The current story was that the neon paint caused defective rave equipment to short circuit which triggered a violent power surge. The current death toll stood at seven with dozens injured and several more missing.

Flynn was in a total state of bliss, unable to make out anything other than the beating of Cerberus' heart and his rumbling words. The breaths that beast took sounded like the bellows of a forge as they filled with power, muscles rippling with strength. Flynn was enraptured, completely enthralled in that musky crevice he was pinned against.

"Are you FUCKING kidding me!" a voice broke through the haze.

"Sup little fucker," Cerberus answered the voice. "You the shorty's roomie?"

"You, get the fuck out of our apartment right now!"

"Nay-tan!" Flynn moaned as he flopped out of Cerberu's pit and onto the couch. "I miss-ed you..."

Nathan looked on in shock, the ferret was a mess of old dirtied paint, and bandages wrapped around his forehead.

"The FUCK Flynn!" Nathan stormed into the apartment. "Are you high!? You've been clean for two years!"

"You's the one who took-ed me to da clubs, man," Flynn smiled, his eyes going unfocused as he flopped back on the couch.

"Yeah, and I was going to watch you like a hawk, but I leave you for five minutes and come back to an empty bar stool!"

"Hey, tinny," Cerberus had an edge to his voice. "Keep it down. The kid's had a rough night."

"I don't know who you are, but if you got him hooked on something, I will find you, I will tear your life apart, and I will burry you under the EC's office."

"Don't you dare threaten me with the Exorcism Core, you little worm," Cerberus hissed and snarled.

"Fuck this," Nathan pulled something out of his pocket and popped the cap. "If you don't get out by the time I count to five, I'm going to mace your ass. So, your next move better be toward the door, or I'm going to make sure you can't see shit as the cops pull you down the stairs."

"I'll kill you, you whelp!" Cerberus lunged.

"No..." Flynn groaned. Instantly a collar of icy runes lashed to Cerberus' neck, his arms caught mid swing as he froze mid strike. Nathan screamed and sprayed him.