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The Night Before

By Roofles

This is a silly fun one shot piece just because it’s been a while since I’ve done a good humanxdog story

It was the butt crack of dawn as Cameron's eyes peeled open.

It had been a rough sleep. His eyes cracked open as the crusties kept them glued shut; looking around the room he found himself in this Saturday morning. He was hot, even butt naked. His body was stiff and sore and he felt an immense pressure lying over him throughout the night. He thought he had bought a rather large, heavy, musky throw rug and used it as a blanket.

But no, that wasn’t the case. It was his coworker snoring and drooling, on top of him.

At one point, Cameron was having trouble breathing and it was all due and thanks to his coworker lounging out in the too-small bed the two of them found themselves sharing the next morning after the welcome party in Cameron’s honor.

Wallace T. Grant had been Cameron’s coworker for the past month ever since he first joined up with the new company. A small graphic designing firm that specialized in creating make-shift, mock-ups for local businesses for their stores, commercials, and websites. Not the most captivating of jobs Cameron had ever had but it did pay the bills.

Those who worked there had been warm and welcoming and within the first month the small business even had saved up enough funds to throw a party in congratulations of Cameron both joining and lasting a month at the company! It had been more of a “the thought that counts” party than anything else; the whole business, not even consisting of ten people, ended up going down to one of the local karaoke bars in order to celebrate.

Cameron, not wanting to get on anyone’s bad side, was more than happy to go along with it. It was a way to get to know and learn about his coworkers after all! And it was all paid for and covered; all he had to do was to tag along. They had even set up a cab fare for rides home if need be.

He was not expecting to wind up in bed with one of them, however.

Known around the office as the “I.T. dog” Wallace Grant was a friendly, if albeit, shy black Labrador retriever that everyone seems to get along with. The slightly larger than average canid was known around the office by the good-spirited nickname and had even helped Cameron out when he first began working there; Wallace setting up and getting his PC and workbench connected for the human with a friendly, yet awkward, “hello.”

Cameron could recall the moment vividly; the black Labrador down on his hands and knees underneath the human’s desk to set everything up. That firm ass up in the air, being hugged tightly by the brown khaki pants Wallace had worn that afternoon. His tail was hiked skywards, lazily wagging side to side and hitting Cameron’s leg, not that the canine seemed to notice or that the human minded as he enjoyed the sight.

It had taken everything the human had not to slap, pinch or bite that big ass lifted up towards his face. Wanting to just grab that large, slightly curved tail and hike it even hire after being teased like this. The canid couldn’t possibly be this oblivious!

Cameron would’ve thought Wallace had been doing it on purpose if it weren’t for the fact the canid had hit his head against the desk the next second, letting out a loud yelp. Abruptly crawling backward, from underneath the desk, Wallace ended up shoving Cameron out of the way with his rear to rub his head. It had been the highlight of the human’s week; even after getting his new job.

The silly, goofy canid just him a lopsided smile as he apologized and said that “Everything should be working. But if you need anything, just holler.” And with that left Cameron to go back to his closet of an office; Cameron had a few things Wallace could help him with but decided it was best NOT to hit on a coworker the first week working there.

Wallace had been too nervous at the time after his plunder to say anything after that to the human, who’d always thank him for the assistance on his first day. “You really saved my rear.” The human couldn’t help himself, giving an innocent smile while thinking of that Labrador ass shoved into his lap.

Wallace would always blush at that and excuse himself. Cameron could hear the black Labrador muttering about having been “stupid” in front of the new guy on their first meeting, unable to get over it seemingly. Not that Cameron minded at all. The dorky canid was hard not to love and seeing the Labrador accidentally bump into someone’s desk and then stumble back into another always brought a laugh to the human’s face as Wallace desperately tried to keep the cup full of pens from spilling over his oversized tail had nearly knocked over.

He’d been a nice fixture in the office since. Cameron could always look forward to coming to work seeing the dorky, nerdy canid talking about some new show he’d seen online or about a new comic book hero that was getting a movie done with his fellow coworkers. Wallace would get so worked up and animated it was hard not to just enjoy watching him talk about one thing or another. Every time Cameron had come over to join in and greet everyone, the canid had fallen silent and wouldn’t fully look at him with folded ears and a tucked tail.

At first Cameron assumed Wallace didn’t like him; seeing as how the human was in the canid’s bed this morning, that had been the farthest thing from the truth.

Wallace was just a painfully shy guy around new people and Cameron soon discovered the canid had been wanting to make a great first impression and ended up shoving his ass into the human’s lap after shortly meeting him. Not the best first encounter; though Cameron was used to that at the club, just not at his workplace.

Finding the canid to be, frankly, adorable Cameron would go out of his way to try and talk to the seemingly mute canid after the other coworkers encouraged him to. Clearly, they had seen the uncomfortable display of the canid’s humility being such small office space for them all to work in.

It wasn’t until the party down at the karaoke bar that Wallace seemed to open up, after a half dozen drinks that is. And that was just enough for the canid to finally say a simple “hi.”

It had been a fun, rambunctious event that quickly got out of hand at the ma’ and pa’ karaoke bar downtown near their small office building, off one of the main streets and in a rutty alleyway. There was a single sign out front and if the owner of their job didn’t know them, Cameron would’ve never been the wiser to it. What a loss that would’ve been! It was the best-fried chicken he’d ever had! Plates were shared, beer was brought out in two-liter pitchers and laughs filled the small hole in the wall shop as they each took their turn on the small stage nearby to sing.

Their boss, a small but spunky raccoon, had ended up renting out the whole place for them to all hold a team-building exercise together. Something in itself Cameron would’ve normally despised if it weren’t for his great coworkers.

For such a small business, everyone there was more than qualified for their positions leaving everything running smoothly. They made due each month, they were in great spirits and no one was trying to buy them out. It was the best job Cameron had ever had and his coworkers all seemed to like him. Well, except for one who he was still trying to figure out.

This was the perfect opportunity to try and figure this canid out! He was cute. Adorkable, really. The black Labrador had thick, slightly unkempt black fur that stuck out around his neck and fell slightly over his coffee brown eyes. It was silky smooth and Cameron wanted to run his fingers through the slightly unkempt fur. Wallace's fur had a strong musky smell to it at the end of the day and glistened in the light with the natural oils and sweat from the hard-working canid who always seemed to be on his feet. Those eyes were warm like freshly made caramel and soothing but sweet. Cameron wouldn’t mind waking up with a fresh cup of Wally in his cup, any day of the week.

The night had been going well; in fact, it had been going perfectly!

Wallace had taken a seat next to Cameron allowing the two to share a plate of fried chicken together and the same pitcher of beer. It led to several “Accidental” brush-ups against the canid. Teasing him, testing the waters as the night went on, and seeing what kind of reaction he could get out of this animated dog. Wallace was so expressive if shy and it was far too fun to tease each reaction out of the canid. Cameron couldn’t help himself in seeing just how far Wallace would let his hand travel up his thigh or back down it; ending up resting a hand, underneath the short table of the karaoke bar, on the dog’s leg an hour into the party.

Wallace had been adorable. The canine was blushing so hard the inside of his ears had turned a dark maroon color and his tail was thumping happily against the floor the entire night as the two sat next to each other, talking with their coworkers as if Cameron wasn’t practically groping the poor canid.

Cameron had laughed and talked with his other coworkers as Wallace lapped at his beer, unable to meet eye contact with anyone as that hand traveled up his thick thigh, dipping in just enough to make a soft whine escape the dog’s lips. Wallace’s tail thumped faster, louder behind him every time Cameron did and it was a clear telltale sign how much the canid enjoyed it.

Even without words, Cameron could read Wallace like an open book.

Before anyone had a chance to ask about it or point it out, it was Cameron’s turn to get up and sing, poorly, in front of everyone. He’d done far more embarrassing things in his life, such as feel up his coworkers in front of everyone else, than to worry about stage fright though.

Cameron was above average, he’d like to think. A bit on the shorter side and a healthy appetite kept him from ever being thin; not that he was fat either. His glasses were a popular brand and he wore nice clothes, keeping his curly hair short as facial hair. He was the kind of guy everyone seemed to know. The fun outgoing one that might be slightly too horny for his own good, but with a kind heart matching his smile. Even with wicked intentions, Cameron never brushed anyone the wrong way and Wallace was captivated by the smaller human flirting with him unabashedly all evening into the night.

And here he was now, practically singing straight to the black Labrador. And it wasn’t subtle.

A popular song from the radio that involved big, furry, booty shoved in your face and the way he liked the way it moved. Not subtle in the least and Wallace had to cover his face by the end. Everyone was laughing, cheering, and “hooting” out at the crass lyrics, Cameron choosing the riskiest song out of the bunch. Everyone was shouting for an encore! Except for Wallace who just blushed further as the human sat at his side again, brushing a hand over his thigh to grip one of the black Labrador’s hands underneath the table and out of view from their coworkers.

Wallace's fingers greedily slid between Cameron’s and the human found his hand being held tightly by the larger canid sitting next to him, slightly resting against him as the party began to wind down for the night. Wallace's hand was clammy with sweat and the human could tell just how nervous he was; excited but nervous like a new puppy dog.

And the human loved it.

The group started out as ten but shortly began to lose numbers as the night went on until it was only Cameron, being supported by Wallace, walking down the street together arm and arm laughing about it all.

“My place closer,” Wallace had been the one to offer and the human wouldn’t have said no for anything else in the world as the Labrador led him home.

Even before the door had shut to Wallace’s small apartment, Cameron was on him.

Hands slid underneath the canid’s nerdy T-shirt of a popular superhero movie franchise; the human’s fingers sliding underneath that rich, warm fur of the dog to touch and feel his belly underneath. His fingers groped, gripping at it as Cameron inhaled Wallace’s strong scent and breathed it out with a low groan of pleasure. Finally being able to get his hands on this canid.

Wallace was stunned, frozen in place as this smaller man shoved him back against the door, closing it in the process. With large, wide caramel eyes Wallace froze on the spot letting Cameron do whatever he liked to him. His tail thumped loudly, the only movement the canid gave as the human scratched and rubbed over his belly.

“Someone like belly rubs,” Cameron hiccupped, giving a lopsided smile as the buzz continued to take its hold on his addled mind. He wasn’t sure how much he drank. Cameron had wanted to get Wallace tipsy enough to bring him home and it was however many THAT was that the human had drunk this night.

Wallace just nodded, tail thumping at his side as the human rubbed up and down his belly, over his sides before back up and down them with a satisfied groan once more. Wallace was warm to the touch and his waxy, silky fur left a film on Cameron’s hands that stunk of the dog’s body.

“Feels so good,” Cameron's voice was as warm as he felt in his stuffy clothes. “I just want to feel all of you over my body.” The human was as subtle as the booty song he’d sung earlier as he leaned closer, keeping the dog pressed against the door. “Just smother me, Wally.”

“It’s Wallace, actually.” The dog felt the need to point out, unsure what else to say in a moment like this. His ears splayed out and his whiskers drooped, swallowing loudly as the nervous canid was helpless before the smaller human.

“I’ll call you whatever you want so long as you crush me,” Cameron said taking the dog’s hand in his once more and pulling him further into the apartment. Wallace only yipped in reply, a bounce in his own step as he quickly followed after the human pulling his, metaphorical, leash.

It was a whirlwind of clothes being thrown off before the Labrador found himself on top of the human in his bed, unsure how Cameron had managed that. Another whine escaped his lips as Wallace tried to pull back, ease up not wanting to hurt the smaller male in his excitement. Wallace was a large dog and sometimes forgot just how big he was at times.

Wallace had hit his head on the door frame one too many times as it was to go and just lay on top of a coworker.

“Where do you think you’re going, big boy?” Cameron reached out to stop the canid’s retreat, snagging the tie Wallace still somehow had on. It made for the perfect leash. “I’m not going too fast, am I?” The human dared to risk asking, wanting to make sure he wasn’t making Wallace uncomfortable.

The canid quickly shook his head, tail wagging the opposite direction as his head went.

“N-no,” the dog stuttered a bit feeling far warmer than he normally did even covered head to toe in fur. It wasn’t just how excited he was or the alcohol. It was just something else for this smaller male to want him, to covet him and want him so! To literally pull the dog into the room before undressing him there on the spot like this before pulling him on top of the human and just...

“Good.” Cameron just smiled before pulling the canid down the rest of the way with a strong jerk on the canid’s tie. Wallace managed another startled yelp before falling over the human.

Wallace's shirt had been quickly removed and discarded in the human’s lustful drunken haze, groping and feeling the Labrador up the entire time the two made their way into the bedroom without even bothering to shut the door. Wallace’s pants were open, his hefty bulge sagging forward clearly outlined through the tighty whities the dog had on.

Something Cameron was clearly finding no end in amusement in as he hugged the canid on him. Wallace was heavy but it felt good. Good to be under his mass and body. His warm silky fur rubbed over the human’s half-naked body and Cameron could smell Wallace’s strong musky scent in the air.

“Did you forget to wear deodorant or are you just this excited to see me?” Cameron asked, pushing Wallace up just enough for the canid muzzled face to look down at him. The lower part of Wallace’s body still rested over Cameron’s and the human could barely move, to his delight.

“What?” The Labrador asked tail tucked between his legs to cover his underwear and the prominent bulge contained within.

“Oh, sweetie.” Cameron just teased bringing a hand down to brush the tail aside to get another good look at him, Wallace rolling to his side to show off his large body for the human’s lustful gaze. Cameron couldn’t help focusing on that hefty bulge tightly constrained in the pair of underwear Wallace had chosen. The white contrasted sharply with the canine’s dark black fur making that bulge stand out even more. “You’re just so…” The human smiled. “Hot.” Cameron finished with, snapping the canid’s underwear with a finger.

Wallace’s ears splayed out, his eyes widening a bit before looking away, tail thumping behind him as the bashful canid was praised once more. Cameron's sweet string of words stuck together like honey, never-ending as the human complimented and petted over the canid’s face and body like the good boy he was.

“Thanks,” the dog just said softly twiddling his thumbs together unsure what to do in this position. If he should make a move or if he’d just let Cameron take the wheel with everything going on. The white of his briefs was stained with pre already, his excitement pushing against the fabric.

“Now crush me!” Cameron just threw out his arms, lying back on the bed with closed eyes as if expecting the dog to flop on top of him once more.

Once more, the Labrador was caught off guard by just how direct his coworker was being with him. He knew Cameron liked it. It was hard not to notice when you were a canid and when the other party wasn’t exactly trying to hide it.

Here he was struggling to formulate words, wanting to sit down and talk with the human and work up the nerve to ask him out and Cameron had taken his pants off! Wallace was sure that was a good sign that the human liked him though. He was just unsure where to exactly go from here.

The other sign was the fact Cameron was currently petting and rubbing over the Labrador’s legs with both his socked paws now; well, feet. Humans liked to call their paws feet for some reason the dog had to remind himself before shaking the random thought from his head.

In his nervous state, Wallace's drunken brain was pulling up random tidbits and factoids that didn’t apply here at all! Why was he so awkward and uncomfortable around this human?

“What you thinking of, big boy?” Cameron licked his lips, biting the bottom one as his eyes roamed over the half-naked dog in bed with him. The canid’s tail curled inwards once more. “Nervous?” The human asked a bit cheekily; even being smaller than the Labrador, Cameron could tell he was far more experience in this department than Wallace was.

“A… a little,” Wallace whined softly, nodding. Even as he said the words though, Cameron could see the canine’s bulge twitch in excitement and anticipation for what was to come.

For a nerdy I.T. guy, Wallace was packing something big. Cameron, from experience, knew never to underestimate a nerd.

“I’m sorry, puppy dog.” Cameron sat up a bit on Wallace’s single-sized bed. It was barely big enough for the Labrador, let alone the both of them. Their bodies were pressed together and Wallace had to help hold the human, preventing him from slipping off. Cameron didn’t mind, he’d make them fit if he had to. “Come here,” the human motioned with a finger and the Labrador obeyed.

Petting down that large muzzled, whiskered face over Wallace’s cheek and down to his neck scruff, Cameron leaned a bit closer. “How about I take this pup’s leash then and he just follows my lead?” Cameron added a soft peck of a kiss on the dog’s bumpy, wet nose.

Wallace just nodded his muzzle several times, gulping loudly and wishing he had drank more back at the bar.

“Good boy.” Cameron tilted his head and before Wallace’s brain could catch up to what he’d just agreed to, the human was kissing him.

It was warm and tender to the touch and both of Wallace’s floppy ears perked up at Cameron’s forwardness. It wasn’t something filled with lust but a passion. Hot and steamy as the human’s hand reached out, one after the other, to grip at. To hold. To pet. To love and stroke and rub and touch this other man in this bed a size too small.

A wet, deep kiss with their mouths opening and their tongues meeting like long-lost lovers and yet, at the same time, for the very first time. Wallace’s large, wide grooved tongue was hesitant while Cameron was assertive but tender, touching their tips together and letting their drool mix together. Tasting each other as the canid drooled hungrily for more as the human closed the canid’s muzzle around his tongue, letting Wallace suckle and lap at it with his own. Cameron wrapped his lips around Wallace’s tongue and suckled on it like a nursing babe as he began to pull, guide the dog down on top of him on the single bed, never breaking the kiss. Never letting Wallace stray too far away as his fingers firmly held the canid’s broad shoulders.

The bed creaked and protested at their combined weight, sinking in from where they laid; the dog over the human as Cameron held onto the leash not letting Wallace go as they made out in the middle of the night. Suckling, kissing on his tongue before drinking in that tart drool as the canine’s hot breath washed over his face and his weight sunk in over the humans’ body.

Cameron pulled back, gasping for air and grinning ear to ear.

“Now that’s what I’m talking about! What a good boy you are,” the human chuckled lightly as he nosed down the canid’s face to his scruffy neck where he nipped and bit at the loose hanging, furry flesh there. Nuzzling against the thick fur of the Labrador and taking a slow, steady breath of him while Cameron was at it.

Wallace shivered at the attention he was getting and his large, sometimes overbearing tail continued to wag happily behind him at this, not wanting it to stop.

“Fuck, you smell strong,” Cameron growled out as his nose dipped lower to the canid’s chest before bumping against one of his arms to peek underneath at the sweaty, matted fur underneath. Some canid’s shaved underneath their armpits due to the heat but Wallace didn’t and Cameron loved it.

“S-sorry,” Wallace's ears folded back. “It’s been a long night and, and, and… I can go shower if you want,” the dog whined softly, not wanting the human to reject him after all this.

Wallace worked hard! He was always on his feet and the tight-fitting clothing didn’t help the thick-furred dog out any when it came to working in that tiny office without an AC to its name. The party hadn’t helped and Wallace hadn’t managed to freshen up before being dragged to his bed.

The very act of Cameron placing a hand on his thigh had been amazing. To be shown so much affection and interest in was a first for the nerdy dog who had posters of anime shows on his walls, superhero figurines on his desk, and had recorded the mini-series on Mouse+ to watch later. He had a raid scheduled later that weekend with his guild and was planning on going to a convention this summer!

People like Cameron didn’t just go for him.

He was just a big dumb, goofy, geeky dog, and here this human was pulling him down on top of them in a lust-filled passion that only made the larger canid nervous.

Wallace shuddered as he felt the human’s face against his chest, between his pecs as Cameron breathed him in more and more. Inhaling his musky scent. Wallace hadn’t planned to go out tonight and had neglected to put anything on that morning, it not being a common practice among canid’s culture too. Their sensitive noses being too bothered by the stuff.

“Don’t you dare,” the human growled back in reply. “I love this musky manly smell of yours. I just want to lick you all up.”

“Y-you do?” Wallace’s ears splayed out and his tail wagged faster. “I… I didn’t know people could be into that.” He admitted bashfully.

Cameron was the one to pull back at that, just looking at the dog’s face for a full minute making Wallace feel even more nervous as if he’d said something dumb or silly.

“Damn, you’re so freaking cute.” Cameron just smiled back. “Now, then.” The human said and with a bit of a grunt turned the two of them around until Wallace was the one lying, half-naked, on the bed with Cameron up in his lap. “I think I need to be a bit more direct.”

“More?” Wallace's eyes widened at that, unsure how the human could be any more… direct, with him. “What… what do you plan to do to me?” The dog asked with a whimper, holding his arms and legs up slightly on his back in submission before the smaller male, not putting up an ounce of fight for anything Cameron did to him.

“Well,” Cameron just smiled at that. “For starters,” the human said reached down to grope and feel the plump sheath between the canid’s legs. “We need to get your pants off,” and with the teasing done, Cameron pulled down Wallace’s pants in one smooth motion with practice ease as the drunken human stumbled backward, off the bed, with the pants in hand.

The Labrador gave a startled yip at that, having once more lost an article of clothing without even noticing until it was being held up in front of him.

“And also, these,” Cameron said, hand gliding down one of the Labrador’s legs. His fingers sank underneath the fur just enough for the fingertips to touch the canid’s warm flesh underneath. It made Cameron shiver. The warmth of this canid body was something else; Wallace’s thick hide and rich luscious silky, musky fur was the perfect blanket the human had in mind.

Wallace sat up enough, legs and arms still up in the air, to see what Cameron had been talking about. The human finger slipped into one of his dress socks, making the canid ears splay out. The socks were designed with “super dog” a classic superhero canid fighting crime in the bark of the night.

“I don’t mind keeping them on,” the Labrador just said, wiggling his toes in them, his ears burning hotly.

“Are you cold?” Cameron asked. It was a simple, seemingly innocent question.

“Well, no. I run hot.” The dog just said with a bit of a blank face, answering the question instantly.

“Then you don’t need them!” The human gladly jumped on, pulling the sock off and twirling the fabric around on one of his fingers. “Besides,” Cameron nosed the removed garment to sniff at the slightly damp sock. “I like to start low and work my way up.” The human gave a toothy grin at that, making Wallace gulp loudly once more.

“Uh…. What?” Wallace's eyes widen once more as the human gingerly picked up the canid’s foot once more and brought it up to his face to inspect and look over.

Like most canid’s, Wallace's paws were hefty and large with warm, slightly coarse paw pads that helped support his above-average bulky body. Each toe, like his fingers, had a dull thick dark nail on the end of it. Fur was matted between each of the toes and paw pads as Cameron looked at the canid, between his legs, before opening his mouth just enough for the tip of his tongue to lick out and touch that warm, sweaty paw pad. Cameron’s eyes never left Wallace’s face as he read the dog’s thoughts written over it.

Wallace's eyes widened to the point it hurt and the canid yipped once more, withdrawing his foot at the feel of the human’s tongue over his paw pad.

“Do you not like that?” Cameron just asked with a soft chuckle, smiling at the canid in the bed. “Not everyone is into paw play, understandably.” The human nodded but sounded disappointed. “It’s not fun, unless you enjoy it too, Wally.”

“I, well, just, you and… I haven’t bathed since yesterday morning…” The canid whined softly, clearly embarrassed about his hygiene and not wanting to offend the human. “I can go shower,” he offered again. “Please don’t go…” The canid muttered, ears folding back as he looked away sheepishly curling his toes and tucking his legs a bit closer to his body.

Cameron's dick twitched at the submissive canid in front of him. He was going to ravage him tonight…

“Do you want to?” Cameron just asked, once more, letting the canid figure out if he was comfortable or not with this. Wallace clearly was far less experience than Cameron was. It was the human’s job, as the more experienced one of the two, to be accommodating then.

“Do… do you… want me… too?” Wallace asked, timidly, unsure of the right answer. He didn’t want to offend the human! He didn’t want Cameron to leave because he was some dumb, stinky dog. Everything tonight had been so great, wonderful and the tighty whities the dog was sporting was barely containing his excitement, the front of which were nearly soaked through with pre by this point.

“What I want?” Cameron just asked, teasingly taking his time with it as he reached out both hands to carefully, cautiously take the canid’s foot once more not wanting to spook or scare the dog off again.

Wallace’s ears perked up and Cameron knew the dog was listening to every single word he had to say. The human was sure the Labrador was even holding his breath, just waiting to be told what to do to make him happy.

And Cameron loved it.

Maybe the smaller human had a napoleon complex or something but damned if it wasn’t hot to see this big canid submitting to him like this. So eager to please and Cameron was more than happy to

“What I want?” The human toyed with the paw, looking it over. At that matted, sweaty fur stuck between the large canid’s toes and over the warm, soft and smooth paw pads. The paw had to be the size of a dinner plate, which, ironically, just made the human hungry for more. “What I want is for you to step on me and smother me with this big delicious stomper of yours.” Cameron just said so casually it took Wallace’s drunk mind a couple of seconds to process what had just been saying.

“I… what? You want me to step on you?” The Labrador ears perked up before folding back as a whine left his bumpy black lips making them quiver ever so slightly. “I don’t want to hurt you.” He added quickly. “I’m a big guy! I’m heavy and stinky and, and, and…” The dog stammered a bit, whining softly at the end to finish with.

Cameron just rolled his eyes at that.

“Not, like, literally. I.T. nerds, I swear. Everything has to be so by the numbers,” Cameron chuckled as he brought that paw back up to his face. “I’m going to lick your paw,” the dog whined. “I want you not to pull it away from me, this time, okay?”

“…okay.” Wallace nodded once more.

“I want to taste this big boy in more ways than one.” Cameron had to laugh at that. If it was this hard to get the dog to let him savor his paws like some kind of appetizer, how hard would it be to get the dessert from him?

“O…Okay… You can. Do whatever you want with me.” Wallace said yet the whine in his voice told the human to take his time with the poor, innocent canid who was seemingly being taken advantage of by the human at this point. Cameron almost felt bad for it, if he wasn’t so turned on by the canid submission he might’ve been.

“If you ever want me to stop,” Cameron suggested and the very words caused the dog to push his paw against the human’s face to stop him from finishing that sentence or even suggest stopping any of this from happening.

Wallace closed his eyes tightly, covering his muzzle with both hands as he stepped on the human’s face lying in bed as he was as a slow, deep guttural growl of a whine left the canine’s lips.

That large, sweaty paw pad rubbed over Cameron’s face and fuzzy chin, the toes opening and wiggling on his forehead before dragging them down the human’s face with far more skill than suggestive of the canid’s inexperience.

Cameron had to admit, the Labrador had some strength to his step as it was as the canid pushed his paw roughly against the human’s face to the point Cameron had to hold onto Wallace’s thick, muscular furred calf for support. Maybe it was just out of nervousness, but Wallace pressed his full paw against the human as he whimpered softly.

The dog’s big sweaty paw rubbed over Cameron’s face once more, pressing firmly against it. Grinding, pushing, and rubbing that warm, sweaty musky tinge against Cameron. Just enough for those large, soft squishy paw pads to form nicely to the curve of the human’s face and for Cameron’s nose to push between two of them to take a guilty, lustful breath of the canid’s body.

Canid’s, like several other species out there, had scent glands in their paws that had been lessened over the years thanks to evolution and the lack therefore of needing them in modern-day society; it still didn’t make them any less stinky and with the human’s nose soundly pressed between two of those large, soft paw pads was enough to remind the human of this trait. Cameron could smell the larger male’s strong scent filling his lungs as he took a shaky breath of Wallace’s body.

The sweat of Wallace, the musk of the dog, and just how hard these big paws had been working today was a nice enticing aroma in and of itself that made the human drool, hungrily tasting one of them. Opening his mouth wide enough for his tongue to lick, lap up the paw pad, and holding it firmly as Wallace shuddered at the feel of being tasted like this. Cameron didn’t stop. He couldn’t stop as his dick strained in his boxer briefs for the same kind of attention Cameron was showing these paws. Between the toes, going down over one and pulling back with an audible popping sound as drool leaking profusely from the human’s mouth. And Cameron didn’t stop. Licking over them, around them, between them, along the sides of the center paw pad before nipping at the sweaty fur surrounding it. Lapping at Wallace’s paw pads like they were bowls of water for the thirsty man to drink on in as if he’d just crossed the Serengeti and Wallace was the oasis he’d been hoping to find all along.

And the eager man got his fill as the canid flexed his leg and pushed that paw pad against the human’s face, rubbing his musky scent against him. Slowly apply his weight down onto Cameron’s face and push the human back onto the bed to be stepped on by the black Labrador. Wallace’s bulge twitched once more and the canine could only whine, peeking around his fingers as he inadvertently marked the human with his musky scent. Cameron gripped and clawed at his leg, pulling it closer as he smothered himself with Wallace’s body.

“More,” Wallace panted open maw. “Lick me more.” He begged. “I want to be your everything.” He wiggled his toes around the human’s face until he found his nose, pinching it between two of them and forcing Cameron to smell his dog beans. “Be your musky treat,” the Labrador wagged his tail as Cameron crawled up in the bed to join him, still under his paw, resting himself between the Labrador’s thick legs and grinding his ass up against the canid’s.

On his back, Wallace’s legs bent, Cameron, kept his eyes closed as he licked over every inch of the Labrador’s paw pad until it was squeaky clean, dripping with drool and the human was panting, well, like a dog by the end of it. Needing to catch his breath and lifted a single finger to ask for a minute to do so.

Wallace smiled at the face the human gave him.

“What… what about the other one?” Wallace just asked, submitting to the human’s whims and wanting to enjoy this fevered ride of lust that was filling the air between the two of them to never cease or end. To ride this high as far it would take the two.

“Oh, I got plans for him don’t you worry your pretty little face about that.” Cameron just winked at the dog, spreading his legs apart. “Now, then. Second course.” The human grinned as the dog curled his tail inwards at the aggression the human showed, crawling between his legs towards him like a hungry predator stalking its prey.

“Be… gentle, with me.” Wallace whimpered softly but never told the human to stop. Never told Cameron no and it was all the encouragement the human needed to slide between the canid’s thick, meaty warm, sweaty thighs to nose at his underwear. Gripping, holding those legs for support as Cameron leaned forward to take a breath of what the canid had to offer.

“We won’t be needing these,” Cameron chuckled pulling the underwear off the dog and discarding it off to the side without carrying where it landed. “Now then,” the human smiled with lifted eyebrows looking at what he had to work with. “Fuck, this might take a while…” He muttered seeing the canid lying before him in the buff, fully exposed for the drunken human to get his fill of.

Butt naked now, Wallace had his legs spread for the human between them. The black Labrador slightly lifted his legs up as if offering himself to Cameron, holding them up with his hands as he prostrated himself for the smaller male showing off his puckered tail hole, fat hanging sack, and his full plump sheath. The tip of the canid was poking free showing his interest, the tip twitching as it drooled profusely. A semi-clear musky fluid that was quickly filling the air with the canid’s musky scent ever further as it leaked into his curly black furs surrounding that black sheath.

Cameron could even see the canid’s knot forming within the stretched, musky flesh of his sheath. And the human couldn’t help himself as he leaned further between those two muscular legs, looking up the large canid’s furry body towards that muzzled face as he pressed his lips against that swollen mass within it. And gave it a good, solid kiss.

“Fuck,” it was hard to tell which of the two said that.

“You’re so incredible,” Cameron was the one to say as he pulled back his eyes drifting back down the gorgeous dog’s body towards his groin. “Absolutely, beautiful.” And Wallace could only whine, wagging his tail, at his words.

That fat hanging sack sagged slightly towards the right as if the canid’s right testicle was somehow heavier than the left. It pulled on the loose, black furry flesh down low enough to almost cover the dog’s tail hole; something that had caught Cameron’s interests instantly.

The dark-skinned pucker lightening in color the further in it went until a soft warm maroon could be seen just at its center. The fur here was far less than everywhere else on the dog’s body and it would be the perfect spot for the human to just taste him.

And that was what Wallace was waiting on. Aching for. Begging for at this point as the human looked back up at the dog’s face. In due time, Cameron would get to that.

A finger ran up between the dog’s legs, down his taint, and to the entrance which made the canid whine loudly. Cameron teased the canid with the slightest of touches that pulled on the fur and teased the flesh just enough to get a reaction from the larger male.

“F-fuck,” Wallace yipped loudly jumping in the bed at the feel. His body shivered and he shook it out through his arms. “Worn a dog before you,”

“Eat your ass?” Cameron offered and the dog muzzle clamped shut. With a whine and a nod, Wallace replied without words. “Or,” Cameron offered dragging his hand down the dog’s sweaty thigh to his fat hanging nuts. “I could suck on these melons.” Cameron just said as he groped the dog, letting that hefty weight of the right testicle rest in the palm of his hand.

Wallace giggled a bit at that, wagging his tail. “They’re not that big…” The dog tried to be modest as he blushed with folded ears.

“I think they’re the biggest nuts I’ve ever seen,” the human just complimented with a friendly, petting stroke between the nuts. Pushing his finger against that warm, smooth fleshy fur to tease against the canid’s body. His finger came away stinking of the dog’s sack and Cameron loved it as he tasted it, knowing the canid was watching him the whole time.

Wallace squirmed a bit at that.

“How much do you cum? I mean, seriously, these are huge!” Cameron just went on and he could see the praise was going to the dog's head; the one between his legs anyways, a good portion having spilled out showcasing Wallace’s deep red rocket. It twitched with a weight of its own, girthy and thick that only seemed to be increasing in mass the more Cameron praised the canid.

“I am a bit of a… a gusher,” Wallace admitted as he reached down with his hands to hold up his legs and offer himself for the human before him. “You can… can see, if you want…”

“Oh, Wally.” Cameron just said, and this time the dog didn’t have the heart to correct him. “I’m going to experience more than just seeing you cum, tonight.” The human breathed out, a warm breath that washed over the canid’s groin as Cameron leaned closer. “I think I want… you inside me,” Cameron looked up at the dog staring down at him.

“Wait… really? I mean… we just… and I thought…” Wallace swallowed heavily, easing his legs down and sitting up. The action caused the canid’s hefty sack to rub against the human’s face, not that he seemed to mind in the least.

“What?” Cameron smiled though, his voice somewhat muffled by the musky sweaty flesh around his face as he licked around one of those fat nuts and underneath. Wallace murred deeply at the feel of the human savoring him so. “Why wouldn’t I want one of the greatest, funniest, cutest, sweetest guys to cum inside me?” The human pet the dog’s inner thigh, pulling back a bit to look down at what he was working with; his fingers trailing down but never venturing far enough to touch the dog’s privates… this time. “I think you’re amazing, Wally.” Cameron said looking up at him.

The dog took a second on that.

“I thought we’d go see a movie or like… maybe… get coffee, sometime?” Wallace spoke up, looking down at his leaking tip before up at the human, between his legs, in front of it. This was NOT how the Labrador had wanted to ask the human out.

“Who says we can’t do both?” Cameron just said in return. “We seem to be extremely compatible together, sexually. Why not see what else we got in common? Hell! Why can’t we do all the above? And more.” And Cameron reached out a hand, taking Wallace’s own in it. “I want to do so much with you, Wally…”

And the dog wagged his tail, hearing that good-spirited nickname that was reserved only for this human.

“The… the newest series of Marv movies is coming out. It’s supposed to connect them all together in some metaverse stuff and!” The dog jumped on, getting all worked up talking about the movie he wanted to see. His dick jumped forward and the wet slap of it hit Cameron’s cheek in the canid’s excitement. The nerdy canid nearly forgot what kind of position the two of them were in. Wallace splayed his ears, looking away nearly letting go of Cameron’s hand in the process.

Cameron didn’t let Wallace’s hand go, as he sat there, on his knees, between the larger male’s legs.

“If you… want to see the movie with me… together… just us,” Wallace swallowed as he said the words watching Cameron use his other hand to wipe his cheek off, licking his fingers clean one by one from the canid’s pre. “No one else from the office, this time, just us, on a… sort of… you know…?” The Labrador looked at the human pitifully, struggling to say the words as he whined.

The more nervous the Labrador got, though, the harder he seemed to become. That thick red mass stood proud and tall between the two, the tip leaking endlessly as a clear fluid that made the shaft glisten from the street light seeping through the side window.

“You want to go on a date with me, Wally?” Cameron just chuckled lightly seeing the dog become even more embarrassed at the human just saying it so. Maybe because it came easy to Cameron to just say things as it was or maybe it was the fact the canid had just asked this human, his coworker, out.

The dog just whined before him, butt naked, on his back with his legs still up in the air as he nodded covering his face and peeking between his fingers as his rocket twitched in excitement.

“Wally,” Cameron just said the name getting the dog to look at him with large puppy dog eyes. “Would you like to fuck me? Then we can go out for breakfast, tomorrow, on a date?”

The dog nodded.

“Wally,” the human lifted a finger giving him a “Tsk tsk. I need you to say it now,” Cameron just teased the poor helpless, horny, worked-up geeky canid.

“Cameron, will you… will you go out with me?” Wallace asked with a pitiful whine. Even though Wallace had just ask him out, it was clear which of the two were taking the lead in this budding relationship between coworkers.

“And?” The human just went on making the dog let out a low-pitched whine that filled the room.

Wallace covered his face once more with both hands, squeezing his legs unconsciously around the human between them as he tried to cover his groin with him in it. That glistening shaft was hot to the touch as it rubbed, grinded up against Cameron’s chest as the dog unconsciously bucked his hips against the smaller male between them.

“Will you… will you let me fuck you, tonight?” The Labrador just asked, pitifully as he covered his face with his large hands, peeking between two fingers at the human between them. “Then go out with me for-for, break… breakfast…?”

“Only if you’re buying.” Cameron couldn’t resist and gave a grunt himself as the Labrador squeezed him with both legs as the dog whined, tail thumping loudly against the wall at this point.

The human decided that was enough teasing and pushed the legs off his sides, instead of lifting them up for the canid to rest them on his shoulders. The heavyweight of those muscular legs positioned on his shoulders made Cameron begin to sweat; that or it was the raw heat coming from the naked canine in front of him.

Bending down, Cameron nosed at the dog’s sheath but didn’t touch it, yet. Instead, he rubbed his nose down the side of it, down towards the curve in the Labrador’s thigh, and took a slow, long breath of the musky canid’s groin.

“Oh,” Cameron breathed out. Hot air washed over the canid’s sack in the process. “That’s rich,” the human just grinned lewdly as he opened his mouth enough to taste it. Taste the sweat of the canid, the warmth of him, and let that musky flavor fill his mouth as he breathed him in; letting Wallace fill his lungs and body with the sweet musky flavor of his body.

Gripping those thick, meaty thighs with both hands, Cameron used them to support his endeavors as he moved to the other side of the Labrador’s groin as if to inspect and see if it was just as musky and sweaty. It was.

In his lust-filled haze, the smell of this man going to his head, in more ways than one, Cameron was picking up his speed.

Cameron’s fuzzy chin tickled the canid’s sack and Wallace squirmed, hugging the human’s head with both his legs and shook him back and forth making both Cameron, and Wallace’s sack, sway back and forth together on the bed too small for the two of them as the canid growled out.

When Wallace eased up, Cameron found the weight of those legs increase as the legs flexed and the Labrador pulled the human’s face and body further against his groin with a low, steady growl that built up from his belly and rumbled from his black bumpy lips.

“Ooooh, fuck. Lick me,” Wallace begged. “Lick my red rocket.” The dog humped. “Smother you, that’s what you want? Isn’t… isn’t it?” He whimpered. “I’ll-I’ll, I’ll smother you! In my musk.” The dog panted, open maw, with closed eyes as he rested an arm over his face as the human continued to work between his legs. “Oh, you’re so good at this!” The dog whimpered, trying to say more but being unable to as the wet, slurping sounds of the human before him giving him a dog bath was more than he could take.

Wallace could feel his ass being groped as his sack was tasted and teased and played with, rolled around like a pair of oversized jawbreakers in the human’s mouth. Cameron only managed to fit one of them inside as he rolled it around before working on the other, tugging and pulling on it lightly like a puppy would with a new ball. Playing with it, playing with Wallace’s sack as the Labrador just groaned heavily above him, tongue rolling out the side of his lips, eyes rolling back.

It took every ounce of willpower Wallace had not to just jerk himself off right there and then and finish. His shaft stood at full mass between the two, bouncing and spurting pre as the dog continued to breathe heavily with the human between his legs.

Cameron would’ve said something; if it weren’t for the fact the dog was hugging him even closer with his strong legs, paws turning down to press and shove the human against the canid’s needy body. Pinning Cameron’s face against that musky, sweaty groin as Wallace rocked back and forth in the bed, humping up into the air and shoving his ass against the human now as he whined out in pure pleasure.

Cameron soon found his nose pressed against the matted, sweaty fur of the Labrador’s taint, between those meaty thighs, in Wallace’s valley of black fur. It had a strong taste of brine, the fur practically dripping with sweat from the canid’s long workdays this week. It smelled so strong; that raw heat and smell were going straight to his head. It made him sweat and pant, which only caused him to breathe Wallace in further.

Getting drunk off the dog’s musky body as his lips kissed, nipping their way down the canid’s taint to the Labrador’s pucker. The warm breath of the human-caused the dog to clench his rear with a low growl as his legs flexed, hugging the human close to his body.

Gripping the canid’s ass tightly, the human spread Wallace’s ass cheeks apart making the dog let out a low, soft whimper of a whine.

It had a rich, musky flavor of the dog’s body, and the feel, the taste of that smooth sensitive skin against his tongue was a treat in itself. Pulling on it, circled around it before plunging his tongue deep inside the canid’s rear as the dog tightened up, gripping his tongue with his asshole and groaning out.

“Fuck, Cammy.” Wallace whined.

The human pulled back at that, looking at the canid skeptically.

“Sorry,” Wallace wagged his tail sheepishly.

“You’re lucky that you’re so freaking cute,” the human warned before going back to eating the dog out.

Rubbing up and down Wallace’s legs, the canid could only lay there as the human partook in his treat. Licking and eating the canid up, tasting his body like this as he rubbed and worshipped the larger male lying helplessly in his bed, in his apartment as the human took control of the situation as he’d done from the beginning.

Petting, rubbing down the canid’s thigh to his ass, curving his hand around with it before giving it a good slap and getting a “yip” in reply as Cameron continued his wet, slurping, loud all he could eat buffet of the dog’s body.

“AH, ah, fuck, Cammy, Cam!” Wallace just grunted and groan. “I’m gonna… gonna blow… if you keep that up!” The dog whined though never once tried to stop him as he held up one of his legs with a hand and bit down softly on the other, trying to suppress the whine escaping him.

He didn’t want the neighbors hearing him and knew they were going to. This just felt too good not too sure it was with the world and Wallace wanted to howl in pure pleasure.

At his words, Cameron pulled back. His face was sodden with the dog’s sweaty thighs, his own saliva and he was panting with an open mouth catching his breath. The room smelled strongly of the canid lying before him. He could taste Wallace on his lips, smell the dog’s musk in his nose, and knew there and then… he needed to feel the dog inside him.

Without waiting, Cameron moved Wallace’s legs back down on the bed before climbing up and over the dog to sit on his lap. Cameron was butt naked and Wallace's drunk, lust-driven mind couldn’t figure out when that happened.

The Labrador had spilled out of his sheath a while ago, his aching red shaft glistening with pre as it bounced and bobbed with the dog’s heavy, labored breaths. Cameron sat down on the dog’s firm thighs and rubbed over his belly, playing with the sticky fur before teasing the dog’s tip.

“Oh, shhhhiiiii….” Wallace gritted his teeth, breathing out through them as the human fingered his tip. “You really don’t know how hard this is!” The Labrador whined and Cameron smirked at that.

“I can feel how hard it is,” the human offered to give Wallace’s fat sticky length a good grope and stroke.

“Not that,” the dog whined. “I’m trying, not too… blow…” Wallace let out a breath. “You said you wanted me inside you and I…” The dog’s ears splayed out. “I don’t want to disappoint you.”

“Oh Wally,” Cameron leaned over the dog, grinding his own hard length up the canid’s in the process as he reached out to pet over the Labrador’s face to get Wallace to look at him. “You’ve only, ever, impressed me.” The human said with a brief kiss on the dog’s lips before pulling back. “I want you, I want this to happen. I want to feel this gusher inside me.” The human booped the dog’s nose with a finger. “Can you do that for me? Please? Do you… want me to beg?” The human asked making a coy face and batting his eyes at the canid.

The black lab just nodded his head with a low, desperate whine as if to tell the human to hurry up then before he exploded.

Moving forward, Cameron reached back and lifted the dog’s dripping tip upwards towards the human’s rear as he wiggled it back and forth. Wallace just growled at that.

“Fine, fine.” The human chuckled lightly as he braced himself for that thickness pushing against his tail hole, deciding it wasn’t best to tease the bent-up Labrador anymore than he already had.

It was far easier for the canid to slide into Cameron than the human would’ve been able to do with another human; the tip helped spread and push into him as he began to slowly ease his weight back down on Wallace’s lap.

He felt the warmth fill him, the dog’s tip sputtering and spraying more pre inside him as his body clenched around the rigid shaft radiating heat within his body. Cameron was glad Wallace was such a leaker, it meant he didn’t have to lube the canid’s shaft up; unsure if they’d have the time too with how close Wallace already was. The warmth of that fat, slick member sliding deep inside him filled the human in more ways than one as Cameron gasp out at the first, initial thrust. He could feel Wallace twitch at that; the human’s reaction a stimulant in itself.

One hump. It had been one hump and Cameron was nearly lost from the sheer warmth and size of the canine throbbing dick inside his hole.

“Damn, you’re really one… big… boy.” Cameron breathed out, letting his inside adjust to the girth and size of this dog. Wallace humped upwards with a whine and Cameron sunk lower onto that glistening shaft as the canid held his sides with both hands.

It spread him, that rocket breached his entrance and soothed his insides with another decent spurt of pre as the canid continued to leak seemingly endlessly within him.

Wallace reached up to hold him, hug him against his musky sweaty damp chest as the dog began to rock his hips against and into the human.

“Oh, oh, yes, fuck, yes. You’re so warm and tight and…” Wallace just went on between low growls and groans of pleasure as he closed his eyes. “Cammy, Cameron, my Cam.” Wallace just murred deeply, nuzzling the humans’ face with his own. “You feel so good. You feel so right. Everything, you, this, everything.” He just whimpered out.

Cameron wasn’t able to hold back either as the two mated in the night. Though Wallace was a string of gibberish love, Cameron could only groan out Wallace’s nickname between moans of pleasure as the canid continued to breed him.

The bed rocked and creaked under them as Wallace humped his hips upwards, his rear leaving the bed before landing back on it. His weight was making it shake, shifting and wobbling on weak legs as the canid began to pick up speed, pressing and shoving his knot against Cameron’s hole.

And everything changed in the canid’s demeanor as it went in.

In an instant, Cameron’s world was turned upside down as the dog spun him around and began humping the fuck out of the smaller male. Holding his hands down, Wallace growl out in a lustful drunken stupor as he shook the very bed the two of them laid on with his savage, love-making. Snarling, growling with hackles raised, teeth-gritting tightly as drool splattered Cameron’s face as the dog went at it as if lost in heat.

“Yes, yes, fuck this is what I want!” Wallace growled out, panting open maw over the human as he pressed and shoved his swollen knot within Cameron’s rear. It pulled and tugged on his insides and the size of it seemed to have double, making it impossible, despite his aggressive mating ritual, for the canid to pull it out. The human just looked up at the dog panting, drooling above him as Wallace claimed him as his this night.

Cameron moans filled the room as the dog took him, mated him, and bred him without stopping. His knot pushed against, rubbing against all the right spots as it teased and stimulated the human’s prostate.

The headrest hit against the wall, the legs of the bed squealed in protest threatening to snap as the Labrador just took him in his arms, hugged him against his chest, and howled out in the perfect, blissful release that filled his soul with warmth as he, too, filled Cameron with his warmth as if trying to share this pleasure with the man in his arms as his dick jumped and erupted, throbbing as it went perfectly stiff… before exploding in thick white, warm seed.

The rush of it, filing him, of this canine was the fattest, heaviest load Cameron had ever felt in his life. And the fact it was this nerdy, large Labrador that had given him such a load, only made it better as Cameron could do nothing but moan Wallace’s name as the dog emptied his nuts into him. It was thick and hot, making his body tingle as it came gushing out like a broken dam; waves of Wallace’s seed filling him in pure pleasurable delight that seemed endless as the dog’s whole body tightened, stiffened, and shook with his release. Going from one to the other and back again as wave after wave of the canine gushed into the human’s body.

“Ah, W-wally,” Cameron moaned out loud unable to keep up his bravado as the dog took him so. “I can f-feel you throbbing!” He panted, forcing his eyes to stay open so he could look at Wallace’s face.

The Labrador could only whine as he held the smaller man in his arms. Bone crushingly tight as the Labrador fell to his knees, still tied to the human and still coming as his body shuddered as he gave it all, everything he had to Cameron.

“Sorry,” Wallace whimpered as the pleasure flowed through his entire body. “It just, you just, feel so gooooood!” He howled out as he sputtered and spurted more of his hot, musky puppy batter into the human’s tight hole. His knot seemed to be pulsing with each burst and Cameron could feel it as a telltale sign that another load was on its way.

It was impossible to know just how many times Wallace had shot. The two of them a musky, sweaty, sticky mess as the Labrador just collapsed on the human in his arms, refusing to let him go as he nuzzled and licked at his face; hugging him close in his arms as he curled up over him like the blanket Cameron had wanted him to be.

Morning came and Cameron woke still with the canine on him and in him. It took several minutes to recall what fully had transpired last night and how he’d gotten here underneath this rug of a dog over him.

Cameron could feel Wallace twitch in him. Feeling the canine dick, somehow, still leaking. At this point though, Cameron might’ve just been imagining it. Last night had been so intense the human couldn’t feel his legs; though that might be because of the several hundred pound Labrador snoring on top of him still.

Smothered underneath the musky weight of the canid, the heat and smell of him were enough to make Cameron want to lull back into slumber’s hold.

A phone next to the bed buzzed and before Cameron could see if it was his phone or Wallace’s, the Labrador reached over and slapped a large heavy hand over it to silence the annoying device.

“Just, five more…” Wallace grumbled, wrapping the human up in his arms and rolling over on top of him, turning Cameron towards the wall and snuggling close to him, draping a heavy leg over the human’s own and locking it in place. “Five… more…” The Labrador managed to grumble out before his soft snoring filled the room once more.

Cameron was going to be here for the long run, it seemed.

Not that the human minded.

There was no place he rather be, than underneath this dog. His coworker, his friend, and musky lover that served as a perfect blanket for the night after…

The End.