Competition
Disclaimer: I don't own Zulf. He ain't mine. He's Humbuged's (http://yaoi.y-gallery.net/user/humbuged or http://www.furaffinity.net/user/humbuged) Though I'm very thankful he lets me use him all the time. ;D
Yeah. Male on Male gay furry porn. If you don't like or aren't legal enough... well... don't read.
If you do like, read on. :3
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(This fic is unbeta'd. If you notice any errors or have constructive criticism on how to change things, feel free to say so.)
Edit: Ack! I knew I had something wrong. Zulf's a mostly black wolf, but he's white down his front, on the insides of his legs, and his arms from about his elbow down. X_X. Just changed colour inaccuracies.
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"Was there anyone else?"
The question had never come up before. Zerrif thought Zulf didn't care; the wolf didn't seem to have any personal feelings that would come between them. That's why, when the question had come up during some mindless dinner conversation, Zerrif was stunned. His fork halfway to his mouth, the golden-brown ferret couldn't help but just stare at the black and white wolf.
"Pardon me?" Zerrif asked. Zulf shrugged.
"I dunno. Was just wonderin." Zulf said, continuing to spoon peas and potatoes into his mouth. Zerrif laughed a little sarcastically.
"Hey, I'm not the one with the countless amounts of lovers." He said, mocking Zulf. The conversation had come up before; but it was directed towards the other side. The wolf had just replied saying that he had experience in many things in bed, and that was the end of the conversation. Zerrif himself had brought it up as a joke, and never really thought of it again until now.
"Calm down, Zer. I didn't mean to offend ya." Zulf said, looking up. "Sorry I even mentioned it." He grumbled. Zerrif sighed, and got up, walked over to the wolf, and kissed his muzzle.
"I know. And no, there was no one else." He said, with a smirk. "Apart from Jayce, but--"
"Good." Zulf said, kissing the ferret back. He tasted like their dinner, something which amused the ferret. "And there better not be any others. Cause if I come in and see--"
"What, you'd get angry?" Zerrif joked. His tail came up, and brushed over Zulf's shoulder provocatively. "I'm sure you're the type that'd just join in, anyway." He added with another smirk, taking their plates to the sink. Zulf chuckled.
The ferret went to work the next day, unable to really shake the thought, the doubt from his head. Why would Zulf just suddenly ask that? True, he'd asked the same thing of the wolf, and he'd given a half-straight answer. But still, there had been that tone of voice as if Zulf was worried about something.
"Ah, don't let it bother ya." Lorrie said, at work. Zerrif sighed, and wiped down the bar. Now that there were three of them working there, they didn't all need to work every day; they were on a rotational shift basis. Today was the wolf's day off, and so Zerrif had been telling the fox all about his thoughts. She kept calling him silly or somesuch, trying to tell him there was nothing.
"Hey, Lorrie? Could you tell me about any of Zulf's uh... 'many conquests'?" Zerrif asked. That had caused the fox to laugh for a good minute or two. "Hey hey, he said it, not me."
"Oh ah know, which is why ah laughed so damn hard, precious." She said, sitting on a stool behind the bar. It was a slow day today, only a couple customers had come in for a few drinks, and left. It was sure to get busier at night, with the game being on and all, but that wasn't till later. "But which one?"
"Um... any stand out, or come to mind really quickly?" Zerrif asked. Lorrie scratched her head, slapping her thighs with a washcloth. Her tail flicked back and forth as she sat, a habit she had whenever she was thinking.
"Well there was this one. Toraz. Had a huge effect on th'Boss. He'd come in all half-there, and half-not. Kinda like you did after the first time he screwed ya good, y'know?" Lorrie said, with a wink. Zerrif blushed, and whapped her with his own washcloth. "But no, seriously. Th'Boss was, well, happy. I guess. Liked what was happening."
"Which was?" Zerrif asked, a obviously intrigued; he was pretty much on the point where the slightest wind would push him off his stool. Maybe he could use this as some sort of way to surprise Zulf, or just make things a little more interesting. Lorrie winked again.
"Let's jus' say... th'Boss knows all about yer little crab-walk ya do in those early-morning shifts." She said. Zerrif raised an eyebrow, and then it registered. His jaw dropped, and Lorrie smacked her thigh again, howling and laughing. Man, if she only had a camera, she was never going to get that expression from the ferret again.
"So this Toraz guy... and Zulf..." Zerrif said. He made an obscene gesture with a finger and a hole, and Lorrie just laughed again, nodding. Man, it was like she'd just killed him inside, and he'd been reduced to mush or something. "And... this was the Boss?" He said, holding up his hand that made a hole. Lorrie fell back, catching herself on the counter, laughing so hard that her sides hurt, and that her eyes teared up. Zerrif just blushed again. The thought of Zulf being submissive was well... odd.
"Mhm. The two of them broke off after a while. Somethin' bout th'Boss not findin' what he wanted. Toraz was..." She broke off, coughing. "A great fuck and a great guy, but just not for him." She said, lowering her voice to mimic Zulf's, and using her hands to make quotation marks in the air. Zerrif smirked. "So yeh, dun worry your purty little golden head off. They're good friend now, but that's it. I mean, all I hear from th'Boss when he works is 'Zerrif this' an' 'Zerrif that'. It's cute, really; haven't heard anythin' like it since Toraz." Zerrif laughed, but blushed a little. All Zulf talked about was him? "Anyway, kiddo, the game'll start in about half. Better get stuff ready." She said. Zerrif smacked her again, knowing she was stopping on purpose, and headed into the back to get the deep-fryers ready for the rush.
What could he say? People liked to watch their games with wings and fries.
"God that was the longest shift ever. Stupid double overtime. Stupid shoot outs. Stupid ties that can't be decided and have to go on forever." Zerrif whined, coming through the door to Zulf's house. He shut it and locked it, seeing the slight flare from the TV. It was on, and he could still hear the cheers; Zulf had been watching the game too? Well, he knew Zulf liked sports, but didn't think him one to stay up to watch the game.
"Long day at work?" Someone said. That obviously wasn't Zulf. Zerrif stepped into the living room, intent on figuring out who had said that. He froze. There, on their couch, was some random tiger, dressed in jeans and a vest (without a shirt underneath, no less). But he obviously wasn't an intruder, because on his shoulder was a wolf, his wolf, sleeping on it. The tiger looked over, and realized what the ferret saw, nudging the wolf. "Hey, introduce me." The tiger said. Zulf grumbled, smacking his lips as he awoke, then realized Zerrif was staring.
"Yes, introduce me, Zulf." Zerrif said, a cheeky smile on his face. He just walked more into the living room, which made the wolf snap awake. He flushed red, and scratched the back of his head. Zerrif wasn't... angry? Or was he, but he was just hiding it?
"Zerrif, this is Toraz. Toraz, Zerrif. He's my boyfriend." Zulf said. Zerrif smiled, extending a paw. He shook the tiger's, who seemed sleepy himself. "Toraz is my ex. We're just friends now, is all." Zulf explained quickly. Zerrif raised an eyebrow feigning surprise, though he already knew about that. He just didn't know Toraz was a tiger. Of course, leave it to Lorrie to leave things out.
"Nice to meet'cha finally, Zerrif." Toraz said, his voice almost like some somber growl. "Zulf just keeps goin' on and on about you, can't get enough of ya. That's the way he is, eh?" The tiger said, elbowing Zulf slightly. The wolf just nodded, staring at Zerrif almost too intently. He was waiting for something.
"Nice to meet you too, Toraz." Zerrif said, the smile not going away. "Y'know, Zulf hasn't told me at all about you! I suppose you're one of his 'various sleeping partners'?" The ferret joked. Toraz laughed, smirking and looking over at Zulf, who just went slightly red and looked away.
"Yeah, you could say that. Hey listen, Zulf, I'd better go; it's late." He said. Zulf just nodded.
"Oh no need. You can use the guest bedroom, right Zulf?" Zerrif asked. The wolf looked back at him. "It's no trouble, really. I mean, I see you both have been drinking." He said, motioning to the coffee table that had a few empty bottles on it. "You want anything else while I'm in the kitchen?" Zerrif asked, taking off his apron and hanging it on a chair as he headed into the kitchen. Toraz shook his head just as the ferret started to walk away, signaling he was okay. Zulf just got up from the couch, and followed Zerrif.
"Zer, listen, it ain't--" Zulf started. Zerrif smirked, kicking the fridge shut as he had an empty glass in one hand, and a pitcher of water in the other.
"Whatever. Who am I to say who you're friends with and not?" Zerrif said, his cheery tone gone. Zulf opened his jaw to speak, but Zerrif just took a drink of water. "Hey, as long as there's nothing there between you two other than platonic friendship, I don't care." He added, before putting the pitcher back in the fridge."
"There isn't. I swear." Zulf insisted, walking up to Zerrif. "I promise." He added, kissing the ferret on the forehead. Zerrif chuckled. Zulf could always tell when he lied, and he realized that he was developing a sense for when the wolf lied as well. Of course, he knew that there was nothing there. Nothing relationship-wise, at least. Zulf didn't seem to be like that. But, he couldn't mistake that faint scent of lust and want. He knew the wolf's libido all too well.
"Then why're you so riled up, huh? Is it cause now that I'm here, you think I'll explode? You know me better than that. Or is it one of those 'A great fuck and a great guy, but just not meant for you' kind of things?" He said, with a smirk, taking another sip. Zulf stepped back, trying to explore Zerrif's eyes for some sort of emotion. But they swirled grey, unreadable. For once, Zerrif seemed to have control over himself.
"Zerrif, I--" The wolf started, but the ferret turned around to wash his glass, and a few plates that Zulf had left for later. He felt the large, furred arms snake around him, and there was a muzzle to the back of his neck, but no words were said. Zerrif smiled, and pushed back, nearly throwing Zulf back. It didn't hurt him that Zulf had never told him about Toraz, and it didn't hurt him that Zulf still had the slight lust for his friend.
He couldn't deny it. Toraz was cute, in every macho sense of the word. Large, buff, masculine, pretty much what you'd expect from a tiger. Then again, so was Zulf. Minus the tiger bit.
It just hurt that Zulf would lie.
"That's okay. I understand." Zerrif said, wiping his hands on the towel and going to switch off the light. "I'm gonna go get the guest room ready; don't let him leave." Zerrif said. Zulf just stood there, amazed. For once, he felt scared of Zerrif, if only because he didn't know what was going to happen for once.
The wolf padded down the hall from the guest room, helping the slightly inebriated tiger to his bed. He hadn't had anything to drink, not really liking the taste of beer (he obviously liked the fruity drinks better), but his head seemingly hammered away at him as if he did. There was the slight click he heard from his room as Zerrif turned off the lamp, and he reached the doorway, the ferret settling in for bed.
"You sure you're okay with this, Zerrif? I can drive him home." Zulf said, walking to the bed. He climbed in behind the ferret, one arm draping itself over the ferret's waist, holding him close.
"I told you already, I'm fine." Zerrif said, not turning around for a good-night kiss as he usually did. He yawned, hiding a sniffle (or so Zulf thought), and wriggled a bit to get comfy as he slowly started to drift to sleep.
Something smelled fishy. Or rather, salty. Like the sea. Seawater? No... but it was salty.
Tears.
Zulf reached over, and flicked on the light. The ensuing flash made the ferret cringe into a ball, the light obviously disturbing him. Zulf sat up, and looked over at Zerrif, who refused to look over.
"What's up?" Zerrif mumbled sleepily.
"You weren't asleep. You weren't even sleepy." Zulf said, pointing out that Zerrif had been faking it. The ferret shrugged, and stayed sleeping on his side. "... Why were you crying?"
"Go to bed." Zerrif muttered back to the wolf. Zulf scowled. Did he just tell him to-- "Just, go to bed, Zulf. Please. I don't want to talk about it. I'm just being stupid here." Zerrif mumbled. Zulf's heart sank. He didn't mean to hurt the ferret. But he didn't understand what Zerrif meant when he was the one being stupid.
"Zerrif, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to lie to you." Zulf said, thinking he knew what was wrong. "I don't have feelings for Toraz like that anymore. Honestly. There might be some physical attraction, but that's it."
Silence.
"I know." Zerrif muttered back. Zulf sighed. He urged the ferret to sit up, taking the golden-brown fur into his arms and nuzzling it. "I know. I've already forgiven you for that. That'd be like me trying to say I don't find other guys attractive. I do, but there's no connection between me and them." He muttered.
"Then... why are you crying?" Zulf asked. Zerrif just pushed out of the wolf's arms, sighed, then turned to face him. His eyes were still that cloudy grey from before, mixed with tears. "Please, Zerrif, let me know how I can make it better--"
"I... You..." Zerrif started. Then his voice trembled into an awkward chuckle. Zulf raised an eyebrow. "Trust me, if you heard what I'm crying over, you'd hit me or something." Zerrif said, turning away. He was about to slide into bed when the two strong arms pulled him back into a sitting position.
"You're not going to be able to sleep if you don't tell me. And I wouldn't hit you without good reason." The wolf joked, nuzzling the ferret. "Come on, I don't like it when you're sad around me. It's not like you."
Another silence.
"It's cause... well... I guess I feel inadequate." Zerrif mumbled. Zulf loosened his grip, and leaned over, staring at Zerrif from the side. "I mean, from what I've heard of Toraz, he's everything you could have asked for. I'm a little confused, I mean, I don't know why you'd leave him, or choose me over him or--"
There was a loud smack. Zerrif sat there in shock, as his cheek stung like fire. Zulf had just... just slapped him... hard. The wolf sat there, growling, holding back anger. Zerrif just turned his head to stare, before Zulf quickly dove in to kiss him. He reached up to caress the cheek he'd just hit, showing Zerrif that he didn't do it to cause pain, but moreso to smack him out of his thoughts.
"... You're such an idiot." Zulf muttered, drawing back. "I'm sorry for hitting you but... I mean, do you even realize what you were saying? You were spouting off nonsense!" Zulf exclaimed, a little abashed as he almost threw his hands up in the air. "I told you in the kitchen, Toraz was nothing more than a guy that I enjoyed in bed. He's not the kind of guy for commitment, and when I realized that, I couldn't take it. So I left him." Zulf said. Zerrif looked away.
"That still... I mean... you enjoy him more than you do me... right?" Zerrif asked, innocently. Zulf let out a groan. Was he just trying to annoy him, or was he really this dense? He wasn't really in the mood for this; the ferret was right. He was itching to just smack the stupidity out of him.
"Listen." Zulf muttered. "I don't care about that. You're... you're mine. I'm yours. I don't care how good or bad you are, or whatever stupid trivial crap you think affects me. Okay?" Zulf muttered, holding the ferret close. Zerrif just nodded. "Besides, he was pretty boring, albeit good. Always the same thing, y'know? Come home, lead me to bed, then screw me raw. As good as he was, it never changed."
That made things awkward. And yet, Zulf could almost sense a little bit of anticipation in the ferret's body. He smirked.
"Does that excite you, Zer? The thought of me submissive, taking it?" Zulf said, low and greedy into Zerrif's ear. There was a hitched breath, a sigh, then silence again. "Yeah, you like that thought, don't you? Thinking dirty thoughts of me and Toraz? Wishing you were him?" Zulf coaxed. More hitched breaths. Then there was a slight chuckle, and the wolf looked at the ferret confused.
"Do you wish I was him?" Zerrif asked. "Big, strong, dominant. Need to tame you?" He replied. Zulf looked away.
"N-no. Who's ever heard of a giant muscle-bound rodent, anyway? You'd look funny." Zulf replied, trying to figure out some way to turn this back around. "Wait a minute... you already knew all this! You said so yourself. You've heard of Toraz before! You wanted all this to happen, didn't you?"
"Maybe." Zerrif replied with a smile. "And I'm a mustelid, not a rodent, thank you." He added. That had earned him another smack, albeit playful, from the wolf. "What, am I not allowed to plan things like this? Mr. Big-Bad-Wolf can't handle a little fun?" Zerrif teased. "At least I spared your fruit this time."
"Wait, so you cried on purpose, got me riled, on purpose, made up all that shit on purpose--"
"... I didn't make it up." Zerrif said, turning back around. "I don't know. I do feel inadequate. I mean, from what Lorrie told me..." Of course. That damned fox would have been the one to tell him, wouldn't she? "... Toraz was the best thing you've ever had. I don't know how to be that. I don't know how to make you feel like that." Zerrif mumbled.
"Zer?" The wolf asked, after the ferret had tumbled into silence again. He drew him close and sniffed at his neck. "Zerrif, I didn't mean it... I'm sorry... I... No. You're right. Toraz made me feel... giddy, for lack of a better word. But that was temporary. I'm wholly happier with you." He said, assuringly. Zerrif couldn't look him in the face. "I wouldn't trade you away for anything in the world. You are the best thing I've ever had."
"Better than Toraz?" Zerrif asked. Zulf mimed hard thinking, scratching his chin.
"Well maybe not in bed..." He replied with a smirk.
"Good. That can be worked on, anyway." Zerrif said, turning in the embrace again. Zulf smiled, looking into eyes he could read, for once. Turquoise, a green-blue, usually meant he'd done the right thing. Zerrif's eyes usually went blue when he was sad, but green when he was excited or happy; so he assumed that he'd just made the ferret feel better. He smirked, and leaned in for a kiss, when Zerrif pushed him back on the pillows.
"Hey, Zerrif, what're ya--" Zulf started. The ferret moved quickly; suddenly Zulf found himself on his back, and arms were just behind his knees, ready to raise them. Above him, Zerrif grinned mischievously, his eyes flaring yellow in anticipation. There was a sort of feral side to that yellow as well, and Zulf gulped.
"What's wrong, puppy?" Zerrif asked, mockingly. "Do I have to be bigger than you in order to put you in this position?" He stuck out his tongue to further add insult to injury. Zulf flushed red, and smiled.
"Just didn't think you had it in you, is all." He replied, reaching up with a hand to caress Zerrif's face. "Go on, I won't break." He said, slightly breathless. In truth, he'd sort of half-wanted Zerrif to do this, but truly didn't know if the ferret would comply; though it seemed now he was all too eager to do so.
"I still..." Zerrif said, hesitating. Zulf growled, and curled his tail around the ferret's leg, trying to pull the golden brown body at his own. Zerrif looked down, and smirked. "Just wait, pup. Gotta get you ready. It's not like me, where I'm already used to you and can take you dry--"
"Then would you shut up and do it?" Zulf growled again. He knew he was in no position right now to make demands, but he still had some sort of leeway over the ferret. He just heard a chuckle, as hands slid up his legs. He opened them slightly, growling the whole time, as Zerrif just chuckled.
"Patience, Zulfy-wulfy." Zerrif said. God, he hated that nickname. The ferret only said it to annoy him, and he was even able to get Lorrie to say it at work sometimes. He just watched as the ferret slowly traced his fingers up the back of his legs. He raised his hips, telling the ferret to remove his clothing, but Zerrif just smirked. Instead, he ran his hands up Zulf's back, taking off his shirt first.
He sat back after, knowing that Zulf was very thoroughly annoyed at how long this was taking, slid out of his own shirt just as slowly. He smirked, leaning down and tracing kisses over the wolf's chest. Two hands placed themselves on his shoulders, urging him, lightly pushing him lower. He just laughed, and sat up.
"The more you try and whine, the longer this will take. Sorry Zulf, but I don't give in as easily as you do." Zerrif said, with a smirk. Zulf growled, and wriggled, but didn't do much else. Though he could have easily turned things around, he had to say, Zerrif's teasing and coaxing was making him hornier than some wild animal in heat.
Zerrif leaned down again, kissing and nibbling at the wolf's neck. His hands slowly slid down the taut, muscled sides, finding themselves as the waistline of Zulf's jeans. He smirked, placing his fingers in, but slowly moving them around the waistline until they were at the very front. He felt a growl run up the wolf's throat, before it escaped his lips, low and needy.
He undid the button, pretending to have difficulty; if only to draw things out more. He slowly kissed his way down Zulf's chest, and found the wolf's taut stomach. Something poked at his chin through the denims and he resisted an urge to laugh out loud, instead kissing around the wolf's front. He pulled back, seeing Zulf's head turned to the side, panting. "You're so cute." Zerrif smirked, before shifting down more.
Zulf had raised his hips again, and Zerrif smirked, pulling down his jeans, but leaving his boxers on. He smirked, kissing and licking at the wolf's erection from outside the material, eliciting groans and whimpers from him. "Zerrif... enough is enough... come on..." Zulf groaned. Zerrif raised an eyebrow.
Two white paws clung the waistline of the wolf's boxers, and pulled them down. Zulf let out a happy sound, finally free. Of course, he had to crunch his knees in to take them off lying down, and he felt Zerrif push his legs more towards his body.
A surge of pleasure ran through his body, making him shiver as Zerrif slowly made a tasting lick across the dog's pucker. His tail flickered back and forth incessantly, and he gave a tiny howl. It was different, to be sure; but it wasn't like he'd expected. [After all,] Zerrif thought [This is where he goes. My wolfy must wash himself good.]
"Just for you." Zulf muttered, as if reading Zerrif's thoughts. The ferret squeaked happily, and slowly slid his tongue in. There was a little resistance, but not much; Zulf obviously was used to intrusions (and from what he'd seen of Toraz on the couch, ones much bigger than this). He wrapped his arms around the wolf's bent legs, curling his little white patch of hair around his fingers, or stroking the erect cock a couple times.
"Tastes so good." Zerrif moaned. "Think I could just eat you out all day, and not get to actually doing you hard, hehe..." He teased. That made the wolf buck and moan again. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw an arm try and snake its way to the night-table; a bottle of lube till standing on it (They had been too lazy and tired to put it back in its proper place the night before). Zerrif stopped his ministrations, and reached out and smacked the wolf's paw down. "No. Bad boy." Zerrif said. Zulf let out a whimper.
The white paws reached up and tangled themselves in his golden hair. They pulled him down, the wolf stealing a kiss. His legs wrapped around the ferret's torso, pulling him in, grinding his rear end against him. Zulf looked up in annoyance, and Zerrif smirked. "You've still got your jeans on..." The wolf grumbled. Zerrif just chuckled.
He sat back up, and slowly began to strip himself of his last article of clothing (at least, he considered that his last; they rarely ever got to taking off their socks, usually too caught up in the moment or needy to even care). He turned around, feeling Zulf's paw rake slowly down his back, then take a hold of his jeans from behind. Using only his thumbs, Zerrif pushed down his jeans, and gasped when Zulf pulled from the back, making sure he took both boxers and jeans at the same time.
"Someone is so impatient..." Zerrif teased, turning back around. He took a grip on his cock and started to stroke himself, just sitting on his legs. Zulf looked at him hungrily, before sitting up. "Ah-ah... no you--" Zerrif started, but Zulf leaned forward and hushed him by placing a finger on his lips.
"Shut it. You wouldn't let me get lube." Zulf said, before leaning further and starting to lick at Zerrif's head. The ferret's paw was soon enclosed by the wolf's too, pumping together, and he groaned loudly. The wolf wasn't being clean or subtle with his approach, lapping at the cock ravenously. Zerrif's hips bucked, held down by the wolf's strong arms, as Zulf continued. Eventually both paws let his cock, and Zulf was deep-throating him like a madman.
"Ngh..." Came Zerrif's troubled groan. He whimpered, as the wolf pulled off, using his paw to slicken the entire length. Zerrif sighed, and threw his head back in pleasure, which made the wolf smirk.
"Don't give up on me now..." Zulf mumbled, turning around on the bed. Zerrif looked back up to see Zulf leaning forward on his arms, his knees propping his rear into the air. The ferret's cock twitched, and he stroked it a couple more times for good measure, getting more pre to slick it as he moved behind the wolf, instinctively. "That's it... go right ahead..."
"You're in no position to be telling me this kind of stuff, pup." Zerrif said sternly. Zulf returned, in favour, by grinding his rear against the ferret's erection. One paw gripped at the wolf's shoulders, as the other was used to guide his erection, his cockhead poking at the wolf's hole. "You wanted it, and now you got it." Zerrif said, cheekily, before pushing in slowly.
God. Now he knew what it felt like. Whenever Zulf entered him, he always gave a low growl, something between arousal, and acceptance. Zerrif, instead, let out a loud moan, leaning over the angled back and breathing heavily by Zulf's ear. He'd barely gotten a few inches, and already he felt like he was going to blow; but with how hot this felt (and was), he wagered he could blow more than once tonight.
He pushed in slowly, the majority of his cock inside the wolf save his furred sheath, and reached around, starting to stroke the wolf's. His hand was still slightly slick with his own pre, mixing with the wolf's, and slid across the length slowly, drawing it from its' sheath. Zulf was silent through the whole movement, wiggling his rump and moving it around to coax Zerrif into action.
"Where..." Zerrif grumbled furiously, pulling out and stabbing back in at different angles. Zulf let out sort of strangled groans; the ferret was obviously new and inexperienced, but he had the right idea. Poke around until he found--
"Oh, shit! There..." Zulf exclaimed, biting into the pillow. Zerrif smirked, not changing his angle, as he started to rock slowly. He felt himself brush up against that wall again and again, each time his movements making the wolf's legs shake. He nibbled on Zulf's ear, continuing to pump him as he kept rocking. "G-Gods... Z-Zerrif... g-go..." The wolf groaned.
Zerrif nibbled a little harder on the ear, and his arm instead fisted in the sheets beside Zulf's head, acting now more of as a support. He tried to push in as far as he could, but was stopped suddenly by his sheath. Blasted thing. He felt like he could go so much deeper, like he should go deeper...
"Zulf... brace... yourself..." He mustered, through languid breaths. The wolf nodded, too caught up in the pleasure of the moment to even care. Zerrif let out a grunt, thrusting harder than before, feeling the ring of muscle slowly slide around his cock. He groaned, and without remorse or reluctance, started to hammer into the wolf.
Groans, howls, and whimpers filled the room as the two bodies moved in tandem unison; arms pumping and waists moving. Zerrif inhaled heavily, and exhaled with a groan over and over, rocking back and forth inside the wolf. This had to be what people called bliss. He felt like he never wanted to leave where he was, that he wanted to be stuck within this position for eternity. Or, at least, do this more often.
"G-Gods... Zer...rif..." Zulf muttered, and Zerrif smirked. He aimed at the wolf's prostate, and began to pound mercilessly at that spot, while stroking the canid. Zulf let out tiny howls, and Zerrif felt the wolf's body heat rise. His tailhole clenched, and his body shivered slightly. There came a louder howl, yet it was still held back somewhat, as Zulf soon released himself in Zerrif's hand, and all over his sheets.
The ferret still rocked within the wolf, who was now stuck in his temporary state of euphoric bliss. Zulf looked back, and Zerrif smiled, and his rocking slowed. The ferret's breaths became languid, having achieved the same state as Zulf had. He patted the wolf's rump, as he began to pull out slowly, coming out with a slick pop. The wolf looked behind him, a little confused, when suddenly he was being flipped over onto his back.
"I ain't anywhere near done, yet."Zerrif mumbled, slightly in frustration, and yet with a hint of seduction in his voice. He grabbed the wolf's legs and hoisted them up, plowing into the now used hole and groaned. Zulf pulled the ferret down for a kiss, his legs bent up against himself like before.
"H-Holy... Shit Zer..." Zulf groaned, and the ferret just chuckled. He'd never been able to draw more than one orgasm from the ferret, and now here he was, plowing happily into the wolf's ass yet again, still hard and going at it. He felt himself grow hard at the thought, albeit a little painful, but was so lost within what was happening, he didn't register much.
Their paws both fell to the wolf's hard-again cock, and began to stroke it feverishly. The humping was mad, and the bed rocked back and forth, creaking with every movement. Sensual pleasure drove both of them into madness; rhythm and feeling gone, pure lust driving their actions. Zerrif clenched his eyes shut, rested his forehead on the wolf's chest and moaned happily. Zulf smiled. He leaned down and nuzzled the side of the ferret's forehead, nipping at his ear.
That did it. For the second time within minutes, Zerrif's movements became erratic, then he hilted himself within the wolf, sheath and all. The two of them began to stroke Zulf's cock, until the wolf let out a howl and came upon himself.
Zerrif nearly collapsed onto Zulf, letting his legs go back down weakly. He settled on top of the wolf, sighing happily and tracing a finger in the second climax that was present on the wolf's stomach and chest. Zulf just smirked, holding Zerrif close.
"We-well..." Zerrif muttered, tired. He had every right to be, Zulf mused. "H-How was th-that? As go-good as T-Toraz?" The ferret added with a smirk. Zulf smiled, and stole another kiss from the ferret, as the golden-brown mustelid lay back on top of him, spent.
"I dunno. It certainly wasn't bad." Zulf said, with a smirk. He lightly scratched Zerrif's back, as he lay back and looked to the roof. It wasn't bad at all, that was...
"Amazing." They both heard someone say. Zulf sat up, and Zerrif looked back to see Toraz standing at the door, grinning widely. "Sorry. You two uh... woke me up. But it was well worth it. I'd say he ain't got much to improve on, eh Zulf?" The tiger asked. Zerrif blushed, and instead turned back to lay on Zulf, as if trying to hide their nakedness. The wolf got the idea, and quickly drew the blankets over them both, smirking. "Have a good night you two." Toraz said, padding off back to his room. Zulf just looked at the ferret, who was beet red and had his face buried in his chest.
"Hey, come on. Toraz said it was good, right?" Zulf said with a wink. Zerrif chuckled lightly, and snuggled further into the wolf.