Bareback
#5 of Love Letters - The Whole Story
Dan and Speckle meet another step in their relationship, and look into it with their own special brand of masculine humour. chuckle Gotta love these boys. Give them a lot of luv! Narrated by Daniel, the hot, hunky firelion for Chicago Fire Department.
Fun fan art by the always surprising and talented :iconAkeron-Valanx: ! Wow! Thank you" First Love Letters fan art is in da house! *applause*
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"You know..."
"Yeah?"
"It's a shame that there's not a more romantic way to do this, huh?" I snuffled, my ears flicking as I looked over across the room at the spotted doggie who made my heart beat in beautiful ways.
Speckle flicked his floppy ears in that cute way he did, and chuckled from within the shower unit, where he lounged under the gentle, warm spray. His slim tail flicked occasionally as the water stroked over its smooth length. The butt it was attached to was definitely a looker, too.
"Well I could've given you a paw..." he replied with a wink in my direction.
I chuckled and flicked my ears back to him and rumbled again as I tried to resist the churning sensation inside me for a little bit longer.
"Really now?" I lifted my brow.
Speckle's soapy paws began to rub over his stomach, going closer to the nice, round sheath that was beginning to catch my eyes the more he was stroking himself in its vicinity. I was starting to get a bit party happy myself, despite the mild feelings of embarrassment involved at the moment.
"Definitely not my first time," the cute-butt smirked.
I snorted, but didn't loose my smile.
"Exactly why you probably shouldn't," I mused.
Damn, those nimble paws looked good, rubbing over that thigh...
"I know," he chuckled. "I don't want to be thinking about you the next time I have to relief an impaction."
I frowned a bit and let out a louder snuffle this time. I might see blood and guts on a daily basis, but still, Speckle's job was a bit higher on the grossness level, I mused, when my body reminded me again of its natural functions, with another grumble and a weird churning sensation behind my bellybutton.
"Gotcha," I chuckled.
I decided to give in to the sensation and did my business quickly and efficiently, flushed, washed me paws, and smirked as I slipped into the shower to steal some of that warm water for myself. It wasn't the biggest shower unit at all, meaning that our butts were well-squished against walls by the time our lips met, but neither of us minded.
The kisses were sweet, unhurried, and flavored with a bit of the mint ice cream we'd devoured for dinner together, before hitting the bathroom. We were grinning goofily by the time our lips met and it was our bellies that pressed together so nicely, bringing more good vibrations as I purred for both of us.
"Want me to wash your back?" I grinned, rubbing the small of my Dalmatian's back, just above the base of his tail.
Speckle smiled and flapped his tail against my wrist.
"We'll never get out of this shower if you do," he winked in reply, his paws rubbing my thighs. "And I'd prefer to be in bed tonight..."
I purred and kissed him softly again, even cupping his chin while our lips met deeply.
"Me too," I rumbled, feeling warm and cozy and firm in all the right places.
Speckle turned around in the remarkably small space left for him in the shower, tilted his head so that he could look at me over his shoulder, and wriggled his backside against my lap briefly before he stepped out of the shower. He left me with my eyes wide and rumbling deeply. I stared at that wagging tail while he wiped his footpaws on the fluffy carpet and then walked over to the sink.
"You wash now," he chuckled as he grabbed the small cardboard package, "my turn at the porcelain throne."
I chuckled and picked up the bottle of all-around nice fur shampoo & conditioner from the little shelf and squirted a nice, loud load onto my palm so that I could give myself another wash and a rinse before a nice, leisurely drying under the blowers. The currently quite drippy and a bit sheath-happy doggie of mine was working with the content of that package.
"Gotta say, I can see the professional flair," I snickered while he was bending over in a rather unfortunately pleasant way, and I couldn't help but watch...and tease a little.
Speckle gave me a look over his shoulder and pouted.
"Gimme a break," he chuckled. "It was hard enough to steal these from the supply trolley without anyone noticing."
I snickered, paws rubbing over my pecs now.
"You naughty, naughty nurse," I declared.
All done, Speckle tossed the clear plastic bottle into the trashcan under the sink and settled onto the toilet seat to wait for the inevitable. He did manage to assume quite the relaxed pose there, though, naked, handsome, and with one leg bent over the other. It was enough to make me purr, too.
"You dirrrrty, dirrrty firelion," he replied, one paw behind his head to scratch his neck.
"I'm all clean!" I yelped amidst the steam and sprinkles of water. "In and out now, as you well know!"
My Speckle smiled and kept on doing what must've been a very pleasurable scratch.
"Heheh," he licked his lips.
Ohh that damn flirt! I decided to hurry with my extra round of showering and concentrated on soaping up the more urgently needing parts before I used the paw-operated showerhead to rinse myself off properly. I coiled and uncoiled my tail pleasurably once I was done, and turned off the water. I pulled the door closed for a little bit of shaking action, and spluttered water all over the plastic before I pulled the door open and took a peek at a somewhat squirming-looking Speckle still on his seat.
"Looks like you're about ready there," I mused with a dirty grin.
Speckle showed me his tongue and snuffled.
"Ready to pop, huh?" he stated.
"Nicely put," I said. "Want to wait so that we can dry together or...?"
He waved a quick paw.
"You enjoy yourself in there, big boy," Speckle grinned. "I'll take my round later, and I can shake my ass at you and you can only look it through the glass but not touch."
My leonine equipment threatened to awaken at the idea of shaking spotted butts, and prompted me to pull the door closed again and turn on the blowers to get myself dried in a timely fashion.
Nice and sensual or not, I didn't want to hog all the time since I knew Speckle wanted to shower soon as well, I soon emerged, all steam-dried, warm, cuddly, and amorous, as was obvious to my Dalmatian's mischievous eyes while he sauntered past me and blew me a kiss before he enclosed himself in the plastic tube. I grabbed my assigned bathrobe for some extra comforts while I watched him do some shower-singing followed by that promised peep show. It had the assumed effect, too, and by the time he emerged, my robe was hiding very little.
That was it.
I caught him into my arms and lifted him clear off his paws and carried my chuckling and barking Dalmatian directly into the bedroom.
"Oh you!" Speckle rumbled against my ear and made it feel all flushed while I navigated us through the doorframe, on my determined course.
I answered with a manly grunt and landed us both on the bed, and rolled about quickly so that while he splayed on his back, I could settle on all fours above him, smiling and arching my back like the big cat I was.
Speckle responded by stretching out and smiling just as broadly as I was, and his paws were quick to deal with the cord of my bathrobe, and even easy it down over my shoulders. I leaned down for a kiss before I crouched onto my knees momentarily to get rid of the bathrobe and toss it to the floor before I allowed myself to land on top of him properly.
"Oh me," I smiled a moment before our kiss, the first of many, exploring his taste, the scent of warm, newly soaped and washed fur strong in my nose, along with his gentle musk. Our paws moved into favorite places soon, stroking, rubbing, feeling, creating friction and heat.
We swapped places, and I had him on top of me, licking my neck while I felt the curve of his spine, much to Speckle's shivering delight. The musk was already growing.
"I was going mad at work today," he whispered close to my lips, making me purr and open them, to receive his tongue.
"Uh huh?" I mumbled, through a purr, lost in the gentle joys we could find in this narrow but comfortable bed.
"Been thinking about this all day," my spotted lover rumbled close to my throat again, nuzzling me there.
I let out a deep purr and held him close to me, closing him in my arms in the most protective embrace I could muster. It went beyond the arousal and the need, it was want, to keep this small man safe, and with me. I pressed my cheek against his and simply held him for a while, breathing together with him.
"Me too," I confessed softly.
We smiled to each other in that way that might make you feel a bit uncomfortable if you kept it on for too long, but soon we had our eyes closed and more kissing going on, so we could do as much smiling as we wanted to, and enjoy other pleasures as well, of more physical kind. Our hearts hammered and our breaths were loud, and the musk was starting to get the best of both of us, slowly but surely.
He smiled so blissfully before he crawled down along my body and tasted me, making me whimper and trash my tail around the bed, my thighs flexing involuntarily for as long as the eager teasing of his lips and tongue and fingers lasted. My first orgasm burned through me at near record-time, and tasted surprisingly sweet on my lips, while we shared it afterwards, belly to belly.
"For that," I whispered, stroking his neck, "I want you to go first."
Our eyes met.
"Are you sure?" Speckle replied, seeking my eyes. "It's pretty major."
"We're in this together," I replied warmly. "Both are gonna get first dips, but I want yours to be first first."
I almost blushed, speaking that as I did, but he knew that I meant it with all of my heart. I wouldn't let him crawl off me to get the tube, either, but picked it up myself, with a bit of stretching and huffing and almost tipping us both out of the bed. It only made us chuckle, and made for extra nice warmth under both of our cheeks, while fingers were made slippery and sent on an expedition to find my sweet spots.
What can I say?
I'm a sensitive cat, and I was purring and leaking by the time I helped him stuff a pillow under my rump and aligned my legs about his slim hips, so that he'd have no obstructions.
Our eyes met, and he grinned, his tail wagging audibly against the sheets. His paws caressed my thighs, and I gave him a speechless nod.
The familiar fullness took me, while my warmth engulfed him within me, all the way until he could lean over me to press our noses together and initiate the kiss we needed. I was purring and moaning and groaning in no time, and so was he, as he rocked back and forth on his knees, gently, but with passion that I felt in every move of his body. My paws didn't know where to stop, but instead moved all over him, while we continued kissing and making love until I could take no more of him, and that was fine.
A few bucking motions and a heated stroke of a paw later we were a mess, panting, grunting and smiling stupidly, my paws rubbing over his sweaty back.
"Ohhh that was so good," he smiled to me, chin against my purring chest while we lingered on the sensations and feelings. "Wow..."
"It was that for me too," I replied, sincerely, with the softest smile I could conjure on such a moment shared between lovers. "I know it's mostly in the mind but..."
"I don't mind where it is, as long as it's with you," my Speckle replied with a grin and kissed my chin.
I snuffled, because it felt a little bit ticklish, the way he did it, and squeezed him close to me with my paws.
"Me neither," I said after a long moment.
We remained still for a moment, to compel my body to relax, as much as his, too, and soon Speckle flopped onto his back, one paw holding mine.
"I have a confession to make," I whispered, once our breathing steadied.
"Hmmm?" he sounded almost sleepy while we both stared at the ceiling and breathed in the musky air.
"That nurse who drew our bloods...Tammy...I think she recognized me.," I spoke, matter-of-fact.
I tilted my head to the side and met his eyes, looking at me curiously. My fingers curled gently around his, and I smiled at the sight of his raised brow.
"Well I think she looked familiar, and I've sometimes run dispatches to Southwestern, so she probably knew me too."
The little dog rumbled.
"So much for being sneaky then," he spoke without ire in his voice.
I chuckled and flipped my thick tail against his calves. The ticklish sensation made him yelp ever so cutely and kick my ankle with one of his warm footpaws. I smiled at the sensation and our little back and forth bickering, and kissed the side of his muzzle.
"Coming from the one who stole enema kits from work," I rumbled.
I could see his eyes widen, and braced for it.
"Now you mister..."
We ended up tickling each other and rolling around the bed and cavorting for such a long time that we were already breathless by the time he wriggled his doggy-parts against my equally happy ones and told me that I hadn't had my share yet. I looked up to him and smiled predatorily, big, toothy maw and all.
"How do you want it?" I asked, out of joy of asking, because any way would be a good way.
Speckle, on top of me, licked his lips and grinned before he leaned to whisper into my ear.
I purred instantly and helped him up to all fours, taking my time with aligning his hips for my own, and watching that swaying tail while I prepared us both hurriedly. I only took a moment to admire his body, and the image it presented, vulnerable, and needy at the same time.
"Ohh man..." I rumbled before we took each other, I closed my arms around his body, and made a mess of his neck with my kisses and purrs to the rhythm of the rocking of our bodies, from the hissed beginning to the wonderful, heady, warm, hard finish that left us panting nicely. We might've been a bit sticky, but we didn't mind.
I held him in his arms afterwards, butt to belly, legs curled up so that I could cradle him close to me properly. Even my most amorous parts had calmed down for now, even if Speckle had something to say about that.
"I gotta say, damn, you, Dan...three for my one....damn..." he chuckled while I rubbed his belly and made him rumble contently.
"Whenever you want seconds..."I purred close to his ear, and made a run of my thumb towards his sheath, to make sure he knew I wasn't just jokingly offering more sex now that we were both rather spent.
He pressed his backside against me dormant fuzzy monster and chuckled again, a beautiful, ringing sound.
"Is fourths even a real word, should I offer you some?" he looked over to me with a crooked smile over his muzzle.
I let my thumb slip, this time.
"It's real enough for me," I answered, lips already pouted for the sweetest kiss of the night.
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