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Hey everyone,

here's a little something I wrote yesterday in one long session, a little idea that came to me and I wanted to develop. It's my first one shot ever, hope you will like it, every comment and fave and vote will be welcomed and will show me if you did :-) As always, I want to thank my mate, Gritou , for not only helping me with the editing (more so this time), but for bein in my life.

_ Disclaimer: I never played at World of Warcraft, so any errors about the game are my fault, I apologize in advance for them to every player who will read it._

Jeff walked along the curb with a very excited attitude, his tail only partially controlled by the wolf and in a constant wagging motion while his owner's mind was set on what was ahead of him. It was an important day for him, the day he finally met Malancath the Destroyer! Well, that wasn't his real name, of course, but of the character he used the most on World of Warcraft, and, even if he had learned what his name was, he still thought of him with that title, only because it was the one he was given the first time they met online.

Oh, the memories! It has been so long ago, at least six months, when he first saw Malancath slaying wave after wave of monsters during a guild raid, while him, Jeff, was there to make sure no one was getting killed. It was such an amazing display, the Tauren getting in the heat of battle with his axe, something that really impressed the young wolf and which pushed him to contact that player right after the boss was killed.

He wouldn't have imagined that the guy with such a fearful name would have turned out to be that friendly, they started talking right away, mainly chitchat focused on WoW at the beginning with the wolf complimenting the killing skills of Malancath, and the Destroyer saying that he was impressed by his healing abilities. After the first brief talk they started to participate to the same events and quests, and to talk a bit more every time

It didn't happen all of sudden, but Jeff found himself sending email to the other player outside of the game, talking about stuff other than monster-hunting, and he found out that the other was a funny guy, with lot in common with himself. They grew a friendship between themselves, well, a virtual friendship, but still something.

He was amazed one day, while chatting with Malancath, to discover that he was gay too, he wouldn't have ever dreamt that! It was funny, because he had slipped a comment about how hot was the wolf playing Alcide in True Blood and not only his friend knew and followed that show, but also agreed with him!

That memory made the wolf blush a bit under his fur while turning around a corner and avoiding crashing into a bag-bearing vixen, who wasn't paying attention where she was walking. That had been a turning point for both of them, from then they soon exchanged real names and even sent photos. Sure enough the Destroyer was a hunk, but, more importantly, he liked how Jeff looked too, and even begin to flirt with him.

They soon reached the decision to meet in real life, which wasn't difficult since they lived in the same city, and they both hinted that, if it went well, they would also play some adult games together.

He snickered at that thinly-veiled flirting, and he finally reached his destination, a nice pub with outdoors tables to enjoy the air when the weather was nice, as it was that day. He started to search for his friend, and he found him, seated not far away, facing the opposite direction from where he was.

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"Fuck, he is even more handsome than in the photo!" He thought, starting to be a bit self-conscious about his body. He was tall sure, but had a bit of belly thanks to his couch potato lifestyle, while Malancath was fit, very fit, with visible muscles and for sure packing flat abs under his shirt. The exposed part of his body were like he imagined, the usual black-and-white markings of an orca, with his dorsal fin showing from his back through the hole in his clothes.

He started to get cold feet about that, for sure the orca wouldn't like how he looked, even if he saw his photo and said he was cute. He almost turned to go back home but seeing how relaxed his friend sat at the table, with his tail curled under it, made him stop that.

He gathered all of his courage and walked toward the waiting killer whale. He didn't do that enough silently, or maybe orcas have better hearing than he thought, because Malancath turned in his direction and stood up to welcome him with a big smile on his face.

"Hello Jeff, nice to finally meet you!" he said, extending a paw.

"It's nice to meet you too Malanc- I mean, Matthew!" The wolf stuttered a bit, blushing for his mistake while shaking the welcoming paw.

"Ehehehehehe, you aren't still used to say my real name, are you?" The orca chuckled while sitting again at the table together with his guild mate.

"May-maybe I am, sorry". Jeff said with embarrassment, his ears leveled on his head.

The other laughed softly "Don't be embarrassed, I find that cute."

"Really?" The wolf asked, perking his ears.

"Really. So, how was your day?"

"It was good, some mess at work but nothing that I couldn't take care of." The lupine said, visibly relieved of changing subject. "And you?"

"Nothing fancy, just a slow day. It was lightened by the thought of finally seeing you." The orca smiled, posing his chin on his hands.

"Really? I was kinda nervous about it."

"Why?" The other asked with a quizzical expression.

"Uh, well, uh, don't know, uh..."

"Relax, okay? We talked so many times, this is nothing different" Matthew calmly said, taking one of Jeff paws in one of his own.

"Uhm, yeah, okay, it's just that you are, uhm, even better than I thought, while I am, uhm..."

"You are perfect as you are Jeff, don't worry."

"Okay...." The wolf agreed with some doubts still in his voice.

"Plus, if you want, later you can sheathe your broadsword in a very smooth place." The orca winked, using a very sly tone.

The wolf blushed at the idea but he also seemed to gain some confidence, loosing up some of his nervousness.

"I-I would really like that. So, what do you advise me to take here?"

The orca's smile broadened at seeing the wolf much more relaxed: "Well, here they have some beers from Belgium which are really good."

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"That went well!" The wolf thought while following his companion to his apartment for some more private fun. The conversation had been good and he had been much more loosened up during it, he even managed to make the orca laugh to one of his jokes. The excitement had also risen during that time, with Matthew shamelessly sending hints of wanting to do more than just talk, so, after they were done with their drinks, they paid and headed to the apartment.

His tail was constantly wagging and he didn't bother to try to control it, the thought of having sex with such a hot and smart hunk really made him happy. He wasn't used to the body language of a killer whale, for sure his tail wasn't as expressive as a canine's, it just moved according to the owner's step, but he could see a spring in his friend's feet that made clear he was looking forward to that too.

Jeff realized he was getting a little behind, mesmerized by the elegant movements of the orca ahead of him, so he fastened his pace to be with him.

"I'm happy we met today." Matthew said once the wolf reached him.

"Yeah, me too."

"I hope this will be the first of many evenings". The other winked.

"Yeah, me too."

"Are you nervous?"

"Yeah, me to- No no, I'm just .... Eager."

"Do people say that you are so cute?" The cetacean asked with a chuckle, while surrounding his companion shoulders with one of his powerful arms.

"Not really." The wolf answered shyly.

"They should. And here we are, to my humble house!"

They were in front of a nice building, not fancy but still elegant. Matthew had already fished his keys and opening the front door, it took them only a few minutes to get to his apartment.

"Take off your coat, feel free to do what you want. I'll be back in a second!"

Jeff did as he was told, putting his coat on a hanger, and then started to explore the living room he was in. It was well furnished, with some photos on the walls, a nice TV with a couch and a carpet in front of it. At one corner there was a computer station, with all the necessaries things to play hours and hours, including a comfortable seat.

In his waiting the wolf started to look at the photos, depicting the orca in various place. He was staring at a couple of them when his friend came back with a box in his paws and, to his embarrassed pleasure, without shirt.

"Hope you don't mind, I don't wear anything when at home. Plus, you will see much more of me in no time...." The orca smirked, putting the box on the floor.

The wolf took some time to understand those words, he was just staring at that cetacean torso, with the flat abs as imagined, those muscles bulging in the right place and that smooth skin, showing everything nicely, not hiding anything.

"Uhm now, well, yes, I mean, you look good cosplaying as Dante of Devil May Cry here!" He turned to the photo, wanting to change the subject.

"Yes, it was a nice convention, had so much fun." He said, approaching him from behind, and then he pointed out another photo. "This one is my favorite."

"Yeah, I can see why it is, you sure loo..." He stopped talking, feeling two arms embracing him from behind, and then the orca's breath on his ears.

"You are so sexy" he whispered before beginning to kiss Jeff's neck, leaving wet marks on his fur. The wolf couldn't do anything except moan, with his tail wagging and batting the bulge in front of Matthew pants. He turned to face his companion and locked his lips in a passionate kiss, putting his arms around the other and starting to grope what he could reach of the cetacean.

This time it was the orca to moan, and he pressed his body against the lupine one, their hard-ons rubbing against each other. The tongues just battled each other, the more flexible one fighting the thicker one, their owners just moaning.

Matthew got tired to not being in contact with that lush fur, so he stopped the kiss to begin to open the damn shirt between him and his goal, then throw it aside and delve his head to meet one of the nipples of the wolf. He just sucked on it for a bit, while his hands where struggling with a belt first and some buttons after, the wolf just standing there and enjoying the work he was undergoing.

Unfortunately, for the next part the orca needed the active help of the wolf, so he stopped his sucking and just asked for it.

"Can you get rid of those pants for me?"

The obedient wolf did just that, taking his shoes off and then his pants too, while the orca was doing the same. He could see now that the cetacean calves were as developed as his torso, with those white and black markings highlighting the muscles. And then there, in a sea of whiteness, stood a pillar of black flesh, without fur surrounding it nor balls visible under it. It looked alien to him, but also so hot, his companion was hotness incarnate, and he was feeling a bit self-conscious again.

Luckily, the orca went to the rescue. "You are so hot Jeff, with all this fur and this big sword you have." He said getting near the wolf again until their faces were just inches from each other, while his paw grabbed the wolfhood showing down there.

"Are you, ahhh, sure of it?" The lupine asked.

"Oh, yes, I'm eager to see how you use that rod of yours to summon liquids." With that, Matthew closed the distance and began to kiss the wolf again, still slowing jerking him off. While they were occupied again in that activity, he led his mate for the night down on the carpet, adjusting himself so that he was on the top and their cocks were in contact again.

Being sure of that , and never breaking the kiss, he begin to move his hips, grinding his orcahood against the other's hard-on, eliciting another round of moans from the both of them. He sure knew how to use them, thanks to his marine nature, and he knew how to use his tongue too, but then another craving began to build in him.

"I want to do something else now." The killer whale said, stopping the kissing. "Are you ready to polish a very nice staff?"

"Oh yes, if you do the same with mine." Was the answer, which caused a short laugh from the other. He changed the position, always being over the wolf, until they each faced their respective cock.

Jeff admired once again the fleshy tube in front of him, it sure was different from his own or the ones he was used to, but it was still so hot and inviting. He couldn't resist more, and gave a lick to it, savoring some gathered precum.

"It's salty! I mean, more salty than usual!"

A chuckle echoed from his crotch and some warm air engulfed his cock. "Oh yes, I am a sea mammal after all...."

Then, the warmth wasn't only in the air, but around his rod as well, first its tip, then going lower and lower. He moaned and did the same, getting all of the length in front of him in one go, the salty flavor conquering his tongue. The wolf immediately started to bob his head, as his orca friend did the same, and he extended his paw to caress some cetacean spherical hangers. He was confused at first when he didn't find them, but then he remembered and chuckled around the piece of cock in his mouth, something that the owner liked since he heard a moan.

Deciding that he needed to do something with his paws, he landed them on some nice and muscled cheeks, groping them and caressing them, causing other moans. The orca seemed extremely pleased by that, so he cautiously took the cock out of his mouth and then pressed his muzzle against a musky yet also salty hole.

The orca seemed to not mind that, since he kept sucking and moving his tongue around his mouthful of lupine cock, even beginning to play with the hangers below it, so he extended his tongue and begin to lick it.

He bathed that hole, savoring it, chewing a bit on it, with the moans of the orca as a signal he was doing well; he even managed to get some of his tongue in, bathing the donut muscle on the inside too, something the cetacean enjoyed so much that he slipped his cock out and stand right.

"Oh yes, keep doing that, you canines sure know how to use your tongue skills!"

The wolf didn't mind this turn of the events, he just obeyed, while Matthew moaned and made some precum fall on the furred belly.

"Prepare me down there, I will prepare your sword." He heard him fumbling with the box he had forgot, then the clear sound of a condom being opened before feeling the condom embracing his length. Surprisingly, it was one for canines, surrounding both his cock and his knot for extra protection. Then came the cold lube, being stroked by a very warm hand.

"Nghhh, keep bathing my hole wuff, I want it slick for the big rod you pack!"

And so he did, licking, kissing and getting his long muscle inside that pucker, knotting the black and white ass with his hands, going to grope even the base of the thick tail. Then, the orca rose a bit, removing the wolf's treat and shifting his body so to face Jeff.

"Are you ready for a good ride?" He asked, posing his hole just above the spear of flesh. He was answered by a push of the wolfhood's head. "I take that as a yes."

He then slowly descended on the rod, taking it inch by inch, keeping the wolf's hips still with his paws, both of them moaning for the feeling. The orcahood jumped when his prostate was hit, with a drop of precum landing on the already soaked belly of the laying wolf. Then, with a final downward push, he hilted himself, with his ass resting on some nicely round balls and his tail posing between legs while batting them with its movement.

When he finally felt himself adjusted he started to rise his hips, then slammed them back down, beginning to build a pace, at first slow to better enjoy this intimacy. Jeff was in heaven, the cetacean innards were so warm and tight, he couldn't stop himself and buck his hips to meet those cheeks sooner, and when he saw no replies he put his paws on those muscled hips and started to really fuck that ass.

Matthew chuckled in his mind, the shy, cute ones were always the most passionate once in bed, so he leaned over to reach those kissable lips and invaded them with his own length, trapping his cock between a set of flat abs and some sexy belly. He let the wolf do the thing now, he just enjoyed the feeling of a big cock, going in and out of his hole, hitting his pleasure button every time.

Getting more leverage Jeff began to pound that ass for good, moaning in the kiss and groping the back of his lover, feeling all that smooth skin over himself and that big cock jumping at every thrust of his hips.

The orca was soon getting near his climax, having been teased all the evening by this sexy wolf and now being fucked and stimulated in every way possible. He began to gyrate his powerful hips, to get that rod inside himself from different angles. His hole began to catch the lupine knot. A clear sign that Jeff was near his release, so he doubled his efforts, even if he knew he was much closer.

Then, one thrust was enough, and the orca found himself cumming over himself and his companion, not stopping the kiss or his hips, sure that, even in the middle of his ecstasy, the wolf wouldn't take much longer.

And he was proven right, because the feeling of the clenching ass, taken from different angles, was what the lupine needed, and he finally slammed his knot inside the orca and cummed hard, the hole milking every drop of semen he could give.

The orca collapsed over the wolf, both painting and trying to catch their breaths. They stayed like that for a while, loving the feeling of being tied, then the orca spoke one question.

"Did you enjoy impaling the Destroyer with your rod, my mighty druid?"