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Savannah Blues (7) By Roofles

As Isaac laid there in those silken covers and sheets, a light lavender he would've never suspected Colin for having, he couldn't help but stare off thinking of another. The body next to him wasn't the man that was on his thoughts. Colin rolled over a bit more, grinding his chest against Isaac's back growling something in his sleep before lazing back down and falling into a quiet stupor. The large arm wrapped around his side and paw the rested on his chest held him tightly in a vice like grip and even if Isaac needed to get up he doubt he could. The lion grumbled again before letting out a soft purr that should his frame as the larger male rumbled agaisnt it.

The lion legs had entangled themselves with his during the struggle and his hips had never left his afterwards... Only in the late night had the lion finally slipped out. Even still Isaac could feel him grinding against him, his sheath still plump and full as if waiting for round three to begin. The thought made Isaac whimper a bit unable to look at the rugged man behind him.

Reaking of another male was exactly something he did every day. And he stunk something fierce as far as he was concerned. The male arm around him wasn't as strong as the man behind him. The bed was filled with that scent even before he laid down on it. Stripped of his clothes and belongs and topped by the lion was something in itself but the smell - something he hadn't expected - was the thing that had caught him by surprise the most. That musky male smell was the final seal in who was the top man here.

Before Colin had sprayed himself up with a mild cologne and a showered before hand. But he decided against it this time leaving his primal scent for the world to know. It was just one of the things that had changed about him. And Isaac had a guess as to why.

The notion Colin decided of just playing along with the date wasn't good enough. His date slept with another man and it had shook him up. If the situation wasn't as it was he would've broken the other guys face in and nearly had. Being the perfect date didn't seem to work out. So he decided to just be himself. Not trying to be all dolled up or fancy or someone he wasn't. Sure, he had told him over dinner last night, about it. That he was acting like someoen else. He had planned to slowly ease into things but if he was going to sleep with another guy maybe he needed to be less casual and more assertive. And he sure asserted himself. He asserted himself right on in, again and again. The sensitive tail hole was proof of that.

So the man he was now sleeping here with was someone the same as before and someone totally different as the man he met only a few days ago. And Isaac wasn't sure if that was a good thing or not. The lion acted as if they knew each other for a long time. Even ordering for him. Paying for dinner and talking like they were old high school buddies. The intimate play of paws on the table and the gentle caress told him that they were far from anything but buddies. The hyena liked that though. The tension of it all had been pulled away from him rather he liked it or not as the lion dropped the charade of being someoen he wasn't.

Isaac chided him on ordering for him on their way back. The lion kept his arm around him snuggling up as they walked down the street as the hyena bickered on. The larger lion rested against him as they walked in the night air. Isaac's paws the only sound that could be heard over his voice in the silent night air. And Colin would whisper sweet nothings as Isaac tried to lay down some dominance. Some ground rules. And although Colin seemed to agree and except them he purposely tipped toe around a few of them just to get under his fur and see that look on his face. Each time he did he give him a nuzzle or a kiss, a tender lick or caress afterwards to show no ill will was intended. He was just being a pest.

Sitting down on the side of a park he pulled Isaac into his lap giving his neck a long lick. The hyena's fur poof out as his toes went rigid, his whole body jolting. "Y-you said you wouldn't do that!" Isaac complained, flushing and stomping his paw rather comically. He got a kiss in return.

"You never said I couldn't pull you into my lap and give your neck a nice kiss in the night air next to a park." Colin explained with a shrug patting his lap again. "Your telling me you didn't like that? Come sit on and tell me what you want then."

"I think that tongue of yours could be used for better things," Isaac ears splayed out as a goofy smile crossed his face as he joked.

"Do tell." The lion had his full attention. They joked about it as they headed through the park and back to the restaurant where his car was holding hands, the hyena finding himself leaning against the lion by the end of it.

It all had been a nice night in the end. Ending up with them in the sack. Isaac had insisted that the lion take bottom but the look on Colin's face told him otherwise. "You'd bottom for the striped bartender but not me?" Colin frowned his muzzle dipping. And guilt had won him over to it. No matter how much he would have protested about it a week ago.

Turning over and lifting his tail Isaac closed his eyes. Might as well just get this over with as he felt those strong paws on his thighs before they slowly guiding him back down to the bed.

"What are you doing?" Colin smiled curious as to his antics. "Your not a dog."

Isaac couldn't help but smile at that. "Well I guess - I figured that's how you wanted it." He mumbled with ears back. Isaac had always done it that way. He never did it any other. Doggy style kind of seemed to fit. That way he wouldn't have to look at them...

"Then how would I see your face?" Colin inquired nuzzling his muzzle with the hyena's. "Have you never done that before?"

"Not...that I recall." Isaac said truthfully. He may have done that the other night but he wasn't sure.

"Well then are you are in for a treat." The lion purred and with that fews words were exchanged as the lion guided him onto his back. Running his paws up his chest staring down at him with a warm smile before bending down and starting off by licking up his belly...

And yet now his mind was elsewhere. Thinking of that zebra he had hurt. He'd call him...make sure things are ok. Explain how it is and try his best to...to what? Console him about the heart he broken? Try and explain that it wasn't his fault. That the hyena was just drunk and would have slept with anyone. Yeah, he was sure that'd make him feel so much better and not like a bag of donkey dung.

Colin nuzzled against his back mumbling more nothings. Isaac held the paw on his chest glad to have this, him here. No one was suppose to get hurt from this. And he felt like this. He couldn't imagine how the zebra was feeling right now... No one else was supposed to be hurt.

Joseph moaned as the bed shook around him. His wrists and ankles tied to the bed posts as the wild dog humped him from behind. Thrusting inside him forcefully making his toes curl and his back arch another loud moan escaped him. "Oh, Jack. Your so good at this." He purred loudly shaking his head back forth, forcing himself to hold on. Tightening around the dog inside of him who only gave a thrust in return. Forcing past that tight tail hole and deeper in.

Jack didn't say a word gritting his teeth as he continued bucking his hips. His ears were back and his eyes clamped shut as he road the cat from the bar. It was just a pick up. A simple greet and fuck. That's how it was for him these days. No ties. No strings. Whips and chains sure, but nothing else.

Gripping the sheets with curled toes he pushed down on the cat letting out a loud groan as he slipped his knot the rest of the way in. It was always the same for him, fully knotted in and he would finish right there and then. This way he stretched their tail hole, making them wait. Making them want more to finish tieing the two. And he needed that need with these nobodies.

As he gritted his teeth, closing his eyes so tight tears began to trickle down his face he could only groan one word as the building pressure inside finally reached its peak and he empty himself in the cat. Marking yet another nobody with his seed. That pleasure vibrating outwards up through his chest and across his limps making him gasp with pleasure.

"Isaac," he whispered slowly opening his eyes. The hyena was there before him for only a split second. The image so deeply carved into his mind that he could swear he could see him before his eyes. But a second later it was gone and he was panting. Pulling back and forcing his knot to slip free from that loose hole as he crawled off the bed.

Grabbing a towel he wiped himself off mumbling a bit that the condom almost came off, again.

"I'm almost there." The cheetah said grinding against the sheets.

"And your telling me this why exactly?" Jack asked with a raised eyebrow. He flicked one of the latches open giving the cheetah enough room for him to finish untieing himself. Mumbling a bit he turned back towards his clothes picking the lot up and putting them on.

"Jack," his ears jumped up before he looked back seeing it was just the cat again. He thought it was someone else. Someone he had been thinking about the whole time. Yet it was just the spotted cat who had finished pumping himself off.

The sticky spooge was in his paw and he brought it up to his muzzle to lick. "Want to help me with this."

"Keep dreaming." Jack mumbled unable to be heard by the cat. He turned his back and he figured he'd get the idea. To clean another guy off? There was a reason why he used a condom for these throw aways. Now then, if it was someone else he would stand to swallow that salty brew... after making sure they were clean of course.

He picked up his phone looking over it. Still no messages. Ever since he got himself that horse-toy, the hyena had texted him once. They were only roommates but it would be nice to hear thats everything ok. That the horse was just a giant dick, like most horses were as far as he was concerned, and that he needed Jack to come along and save him. He'd swoop in on his sports car and carry him out and they'd drive off into the sunset.

"Ok, not exactly like that." He reasoned as he looked back at the cat who was still wallowing in his after math. "So, yeah. I'll call you later or something." He lied through his teeth turning away from him and towards the door.

Joseph undid his other paw before reaching down for his ankles. "Give me a sec and we can grab dinner. A bit late but still."

"I got plans." Jack said as he undid the leather vest he had on. Slowly tracing the straps under it. He'd clean it off again tonight hoping that next time it would be with someone else.

"Ok. Well I'm free Wendsday. I only got one class in the early morning but afterwards." The cheetah spoke as friendly as he had been since they were in the bar. It had been too obvious that the cat was only pretending to be drunk to seem loose and easy to grab for him. Not like the dog needed to work at it.

"Yeah. Sure. I'll get a hold of you." He slung his coat over his shoulder as he sent a text. "I'll talk with you later." He finished not even bothering to look at the cat as he left. It was always so much easier to bring them to his place and kick 'em out. But then he'd have to clean the sheets and then risk Isaac seeing him with someone else...it just wasn't worth it. At least this way he can grab a snack before he had to head to class. The first one he had with a certain hyena and it gave a skip to his step, the cat on the bed taking it as a good sign.

The lynx wiped the counter off tossing the used rag, dripping with slight bleach water over it and heard a loud splat in return. "You going to mope all night?" She asked not even caring to get a reply. As long as he was alive he could get himself out so she wouldn't have to throw him out. She hated throwing drunks out. It was easier to just give them a good prick or two with a claw and head them towards the door.

"I'm dieing, leave me be." Ralph mumbled pulling the rag off his muzzle and tossing it to the side.

Even from over the counter she could smell the alcohol on his breath as he got up just enough to rest his chin on the counter she had just cleaned. "Did I do something wrong?" He mumbled looking at her with bloodshot eyes.

The zebra had been crying all night. Ironically he got more tips that way. Jenny saw it and tried to be the consoling friend but her tips didn't increase. She put on some fake tears and she seemed to lose tips. So she just said to fuck it and went about her usual business glaring at the zebra who picked up another twenty and gloomily put it in his pocket.

"I mean he really seemed to like me!"

"He liked your penis." She correct rolling her eyes as she took a seat at one of the stool. Pulling out the small roll of cash she began counting it hardly paying attention as he went on.

"Yes. That's true." He mumbled. "It's a damn good penis. He bottomed for this penis. That's just how good it is."

"I don't want to hear about your penis anymore." The badger grumbling passing him by without even looking.

"It's a damn good penis." Ralph mumbled again.

"Sure it is sweety, that's why he left you. You were too good. He was jealous. So he left." Jenny tossed out rolling who eyes.

Ralph frowned a bit. "You think so?"

"How the hell would I know?" She growled. "Ralph, sweety. Your a young attractive man go out and find yourself another bottom." She purred sweetly her lips curling back to show her fangs. The zebra didn't even notice and she frowned. If he was straight he so would be getting what she meant.

"I don't wanna 'nother bottom." He said a bit childishly. "I want my bottom."

"I thought he wasn't yours." The badger grumbling passing him by the other way.

Ralph thought on that. "Yes. He's not mine. He SHOULD be mine." He snotted a bit as he got up tossing his mane to the other side making Jenny glare. Handsome bastard, she thought before going back to her tips. She still only had a fourth of what he had. Maybe if she recounted it it would be larger...sounded reasonable enough.

"What if I...bought him something. Flowers. Flowers are good. Do hyena's like flowers?" He asked looked at her blinking a few times.

"They like penis." The honeybadger said walking around the counter with a broom and began sweeping.

"That's true. I got a good p-,"

"Don't you dare." Jenny cut him off. "We get it! You lost your boytoy! What's so great about some scrummy fleabag anyways? He's just some scavenger after all."

"Lynx's are too." The badger added in sweeping around her.

"Oh be quiet you." She swatted at him. "Look, hun. You'll be fine once you sober up a bit and find another place to put it." She added pointing down.

"I don't WANNA 'nother place!" He whined loudly. He clapped his paws together jumping over the counter and landing next to her. "I'll get him flowers! And put my penis in the bouquet and so when he sniff it-,"

"I think he'd catch on to that with your pants off." She added a bit amused looking at the zebra.

"True." He took a seat at one of the tables scratching his chin. "A box of chocolates? Then when he went to lick it,"

"We get the idea!" She covered her face with a paw, slowly dragging it down her face. "Where the hell is Josephine for this? She covers this kind of stuff. This isn't part of my job description!"

"Neither is collecting tips," the badger said behind the counter again and checking on the supplies. Making a note to get more green olives.

"Well - yeah - but look at the time!" She jumped up. "My shifts over and you don't want us working overtime so looks like I got to get going, bye!" She didn't even bother getting confirmation as she nearly bolted for the door.

"So you decide on what your going to do?" The badger asked as she closed the door behind her. He looked over at the zebra who was now slumping against the table, lounged out halfway on it with his arm drooping off the other side. The chair he was sitting in being knocked over and his legs weren't even trying to hold him up as he laid across it like a wet rag.

"I haven't the darn'dest of clues." He said.

"Look. Just give him a call or text or whatever the hell you kids do these days." His voice was gruff and he had slamed a paw on the counter. "And just ask him out again! Not on some darn date but just as friends. See where he stands with this 'Colon' guy. Maybe he was just stooping him too." The zebra winced at that. That he was just sleeping with other guys as flatly as he seemed to have been with him hurt. Then again he wasn't sure if that was better than just him beng drunk. "And maybe it's just one big misunderstanding. If you want something fight for it! Don't just wallow in your piss. And get the flying weasel out of my pub!" He barked with a grim smile.

Ralph nodded a bit pushing himself up before stumbling back against another table.

"Ok. In the morning your getting out of my pub." The honeybadger grumbled walking around the counter and guiding him to the back room. "And don't you dare puke on my carpet boy, or so help me I'll tan your hide. And not like you fairy queen tan hides either!"