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"Are... are you sure?" Cross asked, skeptical of how long it had taken the Lab to answer; he truthfully didn't want to force Nate into this if he wasn't ready. He wasn't even sure if he himself was ready, now that he thought about it, forward as he had always been. He certainly wasn't exactly "in the mood", what with how depressing the prospect of leaving Nate was.

"Very," the canine answered, adding "You're right, I don't want you to go without having shared this with you..." And before Cross could question him again, he locked his mouth with the feline's, taking Cross by surprise with how impassioned and certain it felt. (He also put a lot of effort into the kiss to try to get himself excited as well, because like the lion, he wasn't exactly horny at the moment either.)

Cross soon returned the kiss in earnest, purring into it as each boy's hands started rubbing over the other's body, trying to be as sensual as possible. It was Cross who first ventured into the realm of intimacy, his hands slipping up under the hem of Nate's T-shirt, rubbing the fur of his of his soon-to-be-lover's chest, belly, and sides directly.

Nate broke the kiss, alternating between a slight pant and a soft whine, his mind spinning and heart racing at the prospect of sex. (Also because getting his tummy rubbed was his weakness.) Part of him was scared at how sudden all this was and part of him was scared of deepening his connection with Cross just before they had to split up - and part of him, the part that was winning, truly (desperately) desired to have this experience, to guarantee that Cross, not someone else, would be his first. His whine deepened a bit as he felt Cross' fingers hook around the hem of his T-shirt, starting to pull it up and off.

The lion pulled his boyfriend's shirt up until it reached his armpits, at which point the two had to disentangle. Cross spread his legs a bit so Nate could kneel properly on the bed, not bracing himself up on it or on Cross. The lion followed him up, finally lifting the top over the Lab's head and off, letting it fall on top of the unused sleeping bag on the floor. While they had touched each other before, above and beneath/without clothes, they had never undressed each other before, a fact that added to Nate's slight shiver as his fur met the open air.

Cross' shirt softly fell to the floor a moment later, leaving the two of them in nothing but their underwear and staring at each other for a moment. Cross then drew Nate into another kiss, holding on as the two of them sank back down to the mattress, though this time the lion's feet slid up as he lay down, ending their motion planted on the bed next to the Lab's thighs.

Now feeling fur-on-fur, the two boys first really noticed how their crotches (as well as the rest of theirs torsos) were pressed together. Neither was aroused yet, though Cross could definitely feel his sack starting to fill out, and he dearly hoped that Nate's was, too.

His hands drifted down the Lab's sides until they came to the waist of Nate's underwear. The canine whined into the kiss a little bit, but didn't draw away - he just lifted his hips ever so slightly, allowing the lion to start sliding the discommoding clothing down.

The both shuddered at that moment, the reality of what they were doing starting to solidify in their minds.

One of Cross' feet took over for his hands in fully removing the undies, leaving them at the foot of the bed as his hands went to his own boxers. A small intake of breath and a hand on his chest stopped him, and he looked up to see another questioning look on Nate's face - though this time, it wasn't a confused questioning; it was almost hopeful.

"M... may - may I?" the Lab breathed out.

A huge grin spread across the lion's muzzle, finding Nate's mix of timidity and excitement extremely cute - and hot at the same time. He let his arms down to his sides on the bed as he lay back, whispering out "All yours, pup." He had a brief view of his ceiling before he closed his eyes and relaxed completely, reveling in the feeling of giving his boyfriend full control. For the first time since his father's announcement earlier that evening, he was starting to feel happy again. As he felt the canine lean back up into a kneeling position, he resisted the urge to squeeze Nate's sides with his knees, instead just letting himself enjoy the phantom tingle he felt as the Lab's fingers dance uncertainly above his boxers. A pleasured growl leapt up his throat as a paw planted itself over the growing bulge of his hidden sheath, followed by unabashed purring as Nate rubbed and squeezed over his crotch a bit.

It was already feeling like Heaven to him, and his cock slid out of his sheath as it was rubbed through his boxers. His barbs were tickled by the fabric even when Nate's paw left, causing the lion to give the softest of hisses. He again resisted the urge to move, or even to speak, finding it almost a game to see (or, rather, feel) what the Lab would do next.

Finally, the canine's fingers curled into the waistband of Cross' underwear, starting to pull down. The lion did move then, though only raising his hips enough so that his boxers could come off. Once the shorts had cleared the feline's butt, revealing a very erect lion prick in front, Cross let his hips back down, and then lifted his feet off the bed as Nate continued pulling. A moment later, the Lab had his boyfriend's boxers bunched up against his chest, holding them close almost like a prized possession as he surveyed the great view in front of him.

Cross now watched Nate from between his upheld legs, very much enjoying the Lab's cute display and glad to see the canine's member poking out from his sheath. Nate then lifted the boxers to his snout and took a big whiff, causing Cross to chuckle as the dog's tail set to wagging and his dick slid out more, accompanied by another pleased little whine. The Lab seemed to retreat back into himself at that point, though, sitting back on his heels as he looked over Cross' display, a hint of uncertainty creeping back into his eyes.

Cross didn't see fear with it, though, so he assumed it just meant that it was time for him to take the reins again. He reached forward with his legs and lightly hooked his ankles barely around Nate's sides, pulling gently. There was no resistance as Nate was leaned forward, setting the underwear down next to its owner's hip as his hands came back down to the bed. His hands and knees inched forward as Cross pulled him in, the lion wrapping more of his legs around the Lab's torso. He wrapped his arms around Nate's neck as well, pulling the dog down until the two were in full contact again.

Cross could feel his member throb a bit against Nate's tummyfur, as well as feel the Lab's larger doghood pushed up next to his sheath. The feline felt a warm tingle everywhere the two of them were touching; he gave a satisfied huff against the top of Nate's head and simply held the canine close, his desire simmering tantalizingly with the contact.

Above him, Nate was unashamedly panting now, somewhat irregularly; considering they hadn't exerted themselves at all (yet), Cross took that to mean his boyfriend was feeling the same adrenaline-filled wonder he himself was experiencing under the canine.

After a minute or two of lying there almost as one, Cross began to realize it felt like his temperature was rising. He fidgeted a little under Nate, sending a rush through the both of them at the feeling of fur brushing against their exposed privates. It took a moment for both of them to regain their focus.

Nate looked down at Cross' face, then glanced to the side shyly. "So, uh..."

"Time to get it in?" the lion answered with a grin that only grew as the Lab's ears reddened again. A mixed look of embarrassment, nervousness, and excitement spread across Nate's face as his mouth turned to one big squiggle, but he didn't break eye contact with Cross as the lion fidgeted beneath him, squeezing more and adjusting the grip around his waist until the cat's hips were angled up better to his own. Finally his eyes flicked down as he realized not much was going to happen until he started working, too.

Cross' own movement had already started sending tingles through him from the feeling of fur rubbing against bits; the sensation only intensified when it wasn't his own motion causing the brushing anymore. He felt 'little Nate' slide across and then beneath his own sack where he started moving up and down, searching for his target. Cross loosened his legs a little bit to give his Lab more room to move.

Above the lion, Nate huffed as he realized 'connecting' was turning out to be a lot harder than just sliding in. Poke, prod, and wiggle as he might, he wasn't getting the angle right to find Cross' entrance. He could feel he was easily south of the balls and between the cheeks - how many ways could you thrust and still miss?? He couldn't fail like this, not on their first and only time...

Cross looked up at Nate with tenderness, affection - and, increasingly, amusement as he saw the Lab getting a bit flustered, his movements getting increasingly more emphatic and erratic each time his member slid past Cross' hole without entering. Finally, he thought the frustration and embarrassment on Nate's face was getting far enough to cut it off. One of his hands came off from around Nate's neck and started sliding down the canine's side as he said "Here, let me -"

" No! I got it!" Nate cut him off, the nippy tone abruptly disarming the lion. "...Really, I got it...!" he mumbled through clenched teeth, bound and determined to hit home himself; something inside him desperately did not want to let Cross down by being a poor top. And in his mind at the moment, requiring his boyfriend to joystick him in like a toy was incredibly poor top service. Embarrassed as he was about sex in general, and particularly in this moment on missing, he had some pride.

This continued for another minute or two, Cross' half-smile changing from one of amusement to of almost-pity as he watched and felt Nate continue to struggle on top of him. He had been told not to interfere, though, so he just focused on the feelings he was getting, 'ooo'-ing at particularly good rubs between his buns, and gasping a little bit when he felt Nate's tip catch slightly in his hole - but not enough, sliding past a split second later. "Almost!" he chirped encouragingly.

"...fffffuck 'almost'!" Nate hissed out, though he tried another few thrusts in that same motion. "We need it to get i-ah!"

Cross gasped at the same time, Nate's tip finally connecting and staying. It wasn't much for Cross, the tapered end of the canine member barely stretching him (so far). In fact, it didn't feel like anything special just yet, the point of it barely past his ring - aside from the warmth, it was just something sticking in his ass.

Nate, on the other hand, was very suddenly feeling a whole new rush of sensations, what with the tip being so sensitive. He practically doubled over on top of his lion - though he was very careful not to break the connection, helped by a renewed grip from the feline's legs. The electric feeling shooting up from his tip through his dick, up his core, and into his head left him practically paralyzed. While the rest of Cross' room was lost to him, he was hyper-aware of the warmth of the lion's skin and pulse, felt through slight contractions of the lion's ring around his member.

Cross rubbed the side of Nate's face as the canine panted heavier than ever, sounding like he was completely filling and emptying his lungs with each single breath. The dog's eyes were screwed shut, thoroughly overwhelmed by the new experience - Cross presumed it was a good experience for the Lab, it made him smile to think he was giving Nate a great, once-in-a-lifetime gift. Also, if the dog was temporarily immobile as he tried to wrap his mind and body around the onslaught his senses were experiencing - well, that gave Cross time to try mentally and physically preparing for the next stage of penetration.

After a minute or two, though, he started to think that Nate's "paralysis" wasn't all that temporary. The canine seemed frozen in place on op of the lion, his body quivering constantly. Finally, Cross murmured a tentative "...Nate?"

The Lab checked his panting instantly, reverting to huffing through his nose as his eyes cracked open slightly to look down at his lion.

Cross could tell from the look in Nate's eyes that his head was still absolutely swimming with sensory overload. He smiled a little, guessing that was a good thing, but still asked "You okay, bud?"

Nate let out something between a big huff and a single 'ha!' before nodding vigorously and grinning, letting his eyes close again, reveling in the fire still coursing through his veins.

Cross' smile swelled across his whole face at that. "Haha, so it feels good?"

"...It's incredible..." Nate managed to whisper, which was almost inaudible despite the two of them being face-to-face.

"...Think you can handle getting in more?"

He meant it caringly, worried about pushing for too much and overwhelming his boyfriend, but Nate didn't answer, and Cross began to wonder if the question might have been a tad offensive as the moments passed. He was about to apologize when Cross switched his breathing pattern, huffing in and out through his mouth (and noticeably on the lion's neck and face) instead of through his nose. He was focusing on each breath, too, and slowing them down... A small spark went off in Cross' chest as he realized, with nodding from Nate and a small shift of the Lab's legs, that his boyfriend was steadying himself for the next move.

Finally, Nate drew in air and didn't breathe it back out, his already-closed eyes squeezing further shut as he started leaning his hips into Cross.

It wasn't a fast thrust, but it wasn't hesitatingly slow, either. Just a comfortable, light, steady pressure as Cross felt Nate sliding in to him, his opening now dealing with Nate's girth as opposed to his tapered tip. As he felt himself being spread, it momentarily crossed his mind that they weren't using lube like his parents had suggested for his first time with Nate. There was definitely a slight (or maybe not-so-slight) burning sensation coming from his tailhole, separate from the heat that had been building up between the two of them - and then, a moment later, there was an incredible tingle that sent a shudder though him and made his own barbed member throb against Nate's tummyfur. He didn't know it, but Nate's shaft had finally slid in far enough to start applying pressure to his prostate. As the canine member slowly slid in more, giving increasing pressure inside Cross' tunnel, the lion's mind started ignoring the pain of penetration as it started swimming with the same fog that had long overtaken Nate.

"OooOoh, God... that feels gooood..." moaned the lion, arching his back a bit and pressing himself up against the Lab before relaxing back down to the bed. "Aaahh, you're doing incredible, pup," he cooed up to Nate, emphasizing it by clenching his insides down on the maleness partially inside him.

He smiled at the gasp of pleasure he got in response, and also at the fact that he had in doing so reminded Nate to actually breathe again. The golden Lab panted a little bit before resuming his steady entrance into his lion.

Cross wasn't sure if it was ten seconds or ten minutes later, but he finally felt Nate's hips come flush against his own, the dog's sheath pushed back against his own rear. He gripped around Nate's waist with his legs a bit more as his hands clenched around clumps of the sheets beneath him, and he reveled in the warmth and fullness of having his boyfriend balls-deep inside him - not to mention the stimulation to his prostrate, which was causing an incredible feeling of anticipatory tension to build up deep in his gut.

"W-wow... all of... we did it, Nate..." Cross managed to whisper, getting one hand up to rub the side of the canine's neck.

Nate had been lost in it all for a while now, though, his entire body shaking even more now that his movement had been halted.

But Cross felt him continue to try to push further in, apparently wanting more of the feeling of his member sliding forward though the lion's depths. He began purring a little bit as he felt the canine's legs tense up, keeping on with the pressure - in fact increasing it a little bit. Surprisingly, after a moment, Cross actually felt like Nate was working himself a little bit deeper - his erection actually still growing a bit. The lion sighed contently, definitely enjoying the feelings from that, physically and emotionally.

Even when he was sure Nate wasn't going deeper anymore, though, he felt stretching just inside his tailhole. It wasn't something he felt all the way up, it was concentrated just behind his ring... It took a minute or two for his muddled mind to realize what it was.

...He's tying me already...!

Now aware of the Lab's quickly-swelling knot, he couldn't help but moan as the pressure down there inside him - just enough of it against his prostate - increased. The stimulation he was also getting on his own member, tickled by Nate's fur, made it all the more enjoyable; he wanted this feeling to last forever.

Nate kept trying to push in even though he wasn't making any direct headway. Finally, the tension building in Cross' gut and the constant pressure on top of him built up enough that his nerves got the better of him; despite (or maybe because of) the continuous high he was enjoying, he wiggled a bit under the canine - disrupting the status quo. He clenched around the doghood stuck inside him as he pulled his hips back a bit - at first involuntarily, then consciously as he realized he liked the feeling - which got a huge reaction from Nate. The canine's eyes and mouth popped open as he took a long gasp, his knot being truly tied and tugged on for the first time. It didn't come loose, and the little bit of momentum from Cross' pull made his slide forward again when the lion's hips steadied themselves again.

Cross beamed up at the Lab, simply content watching his boyfriend gasp in pleasure until Nate caught his breath and actually made eye contact. Even in the darkness of the bedroom, Cross could see the canine's eyes focus and gain a gleam as realization and excitement crept in. A moment later, they moved simultaneously, though not in tandem; Cross wiggled his hips from side to side while Nate took his turn to pull his own back a bit. For the lion, he was starting to the little tug his entrance was getting from the inside; above him, the Lab gave a soft gasp, the "little tug" not feeling so little, both with the cloistering of the feline's walls around his knot in particular and the delightful strain that felt like it pulled all the way through his pelvis, tensing his lower abs and causing his wagging tail to lose its rhythm a bit.

Cross felt the Lab ease himself forward again, moving the pressure off his ring and back onto his prostate, sending another twitch up the lion's spine. He squeezed his opening around Nate's knot when the canine pulled back again, causing the Lab's eyes to light up again before rolling his hips forward with a bit more haste then before. A moment or two later, the lion was under assault, being jerked back and forth by a barrage of short thrusts. He could only manage short, ragged gasps for breath as his prostate was rubbed and hit with force and speed. Above him, Nate was starting to yip a little bit with each twitch forward into his lion.

After just about a minute of this, Cross felt the tension that had been persistently building inside him suddenly engulf his balls, with a tingling feeling crawl from the base of his member on up a moment later. His arms snapped flat against his mattress as his back arched and his head leaned back into his pillow, Cross feeling himself careen over the edge. "Oh, God, Nate - !" was all he managed to gasp before he lost the capacity to speak, his first partner-driven orgasm blasting through his senses. In the euphoria of it all, he could hardly feel his own lionhood twitching between their stomachs, making a bit of a mess. What he definitely could feel, though, was the sheer size of Nate's knot as his muscles clamped down like a vise around the canine's member; it was the only thing he could feel beneath the waves of pleasure dominating the rest of his senses, and he couldn't have been happier in that moment.

Nate kept thrusting into him the whole while, something he was only aware of as he started coming down from his climax. The Lab was whining a bit, ever so close; Cross made a conscious effort to clench as hard as he could in his afterglow, and that did it. Nate jerked forward as normal and then suddenly completely froze, his whine increasing in volume and pitch until it just as suddenly stopped with a gasp. Cross felt the canine's shaft start pulsing within him, Nate's muscles tensing and relaxing with each pulse even if he was no longer rolling his hips back and forth. The Lab made a series of cute grunts as he came, and Cross leaned up and kissed the dog on his wet nose, rubbing the golden canine's cheek as he felt seed continue to be pumped into him.

Nate's arms and legs started shaking a bit as he rode out the tail end of his orgasm, finally giving out a moment later and dropping him down on top of his boyfriend. His cock still had several twitches to give, leaking out the last drops of his semen into Cross' passage before it too finally went still.

Cross now let himself get totally absorbed in his afterglow. The comfortable, fuzzy glow itself; the feelings of fullness, both physical and emotional; the extra bit of warmth he felt pooled inside him; even the dead weight of his boyfriend, showing almost no signs of consciousness aside from heavy breathing, on top of him - all of it pleased him to no end. He just lay there underneath the Lab with a gigantic smile across his muzzle and an arm resting atop Nate's back as the two of them let the minutes slide away. After the canine's breathing calmed down, the darkness and quietness of the bedroom made it that much easier for Cross to lose himself in the feeling of it all...

"...C-Cross?"

The lion wasn't sure how long they had been lying there, but it went from "forever" to "not long enough" the instant he heard the waver in Nate's voice. Without knowing why, he dreaded what the Lab would say next; he felt like Reality was rudely intruding back on their attempted passionate escape from it.

"Yes, Nate...?"

Nate didn't answer immediately and wasn't making eye contact at all. Cross started to think that he was going to get the cliffhanger "nothing" or "never mind", at least until the canine started sniffling like he had earlier that night. It changed to little gasps as he started trembling, before he finally whispered out "I love you."

His desperate tone alone would've broken the lion's heart, but on top of the he started crying onto Cross' front. It felt to Cross like a massive hole had just been punched straight through his chest as he hugged the Lab tightly. He quietly answered "I love you too, pup," in all honestly, though he felt horrible saying it - it felt like "goodbye". He kissed the top of Nate's head.

He wished he could do or say some thing to stop Nate's tears - but what more was there to say?? Cross was at a complete loss, wishing he could do more than just hold Nate as sobs racked the Lab's body. He could only lie there holding Nate as the canine cried on his chest, being there for his boyfriend as best he could. As the minutes agonizingly dragged by and Nate started quieting down, Cross took one of his legs down from around the Lab's waist and fished for his covers at the foot of the bed. With a few wiggles, he dragged the sheets up and over the both of them, tucking them in together. Eventually, Nate's grip on Cross' torso slackened as he finally cried himself to sleep.

Only when he was sure the Lab was completely out did the walls holding his own emotions back crumble. He let out a single shuddering breath as his eyes watered, waves of despair pouring over him. Being this close to Nate was what he had always wanted, and it felt so right... and in less than a week, he was going to be thousands of miles away.

His tears flowed silently as he hugged the sleeping Labrador on top of him. "I love you too, pup," he repeated quietly, focusing as much as he could on the warmth the canine was sharing with him and the fullness he still felt just inside his tail. He closed his eyes and memories started playing on the inside of his heavy eyelids. His last thoughts before falling asleep were hoping that somehow someone would make this whole thing easier on Nate.