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"Serv."

"Mmh."

The otter opened his eyes and looked down at his mate, who had him lifted up onto his legs while he thrust into him, again and again and again. Serv bounced a little with each forceful thrust and moaned, the pulses of hot energy that came with his mate's cock hilting inside him giving him all-over body shivers and brining him to a higher point of arousal than he thought possible. Every time the two lay down in bed together - though, it wasn't always the bed; maybe the kitchen, or the hallway, or the front of the house, or by the river about a three minutes' walk to the east - his mate, Uni, another otter, showed him something new about himself, unlocked a different part of him that somehow led to an even more pleasurable experience than last time. That was just the way of otters, though - tongues and fingers always finding new places to slip into and touch...

Serv moaned again and arched his back upward, feeling his cock begin to clench and twitch without it actually being touched - his paws were occupied with grounding him to the bed with claws dug into the soft fabric, while Uni's held onto his hips and pulled him closer he time he pushed in. He had only managed to come through the feeling of being fucked alone some two or three times in total, each more blindingly rapturous and blissful than the last, and he could tell that today's orgasm would top them all.

He could feel it building in the entire lower half of his body, from the clenching of his muscles in his belly to the hot tingling along the length of his cock and his sack, to the jolt of Uni slamming in underneath his tail, all the way to the unintentional flexing of his toes that he found always to come with a good fucking - usually one that left him panting, incapacitated, and drained, in more than one way. Uni was approaching his peak, too; this much was evident in the larger otter's grunts and pants, and how he pushed into Serv with more and more force and determination, until at last, neither of them could take it. With one last buck that shot a flare of pain equal to the ecstasy it brought through Serv's body, Uni emptied his load deep into his mate, who -

• cried out and shot his own seed out between his stomach and the mattress beneath him, his muzzle pressed into the pillow as well as in a puddle of his own drool.

Well, damn.

Serv rolled over, taking care to avoid the new sticky wetness in the bed, and threw the covers back. Gods - it got everywhere, from where the tip of his still-hard member drooled out what remained of his load just below his belly button to the end of a spurt a little to the left of his nipple. A lot more would have gotten on him if he hadn't lifted his hips in cumming like he had a tendency to do; the rest soaked into the fabric of the bed, now a dark and wet stain. He could smell its heavy, cloying scent fresh and rich in the room, despite the open window to the right of the bed that let in nature's earthy musk as well as a horrendous amount of light. With a quick look around to ensure that Uni wasn't around to hear his waking moan, Serv wiped the sticky fluid off himself with the sheet - even though he knew it would mat up his fur anyway - then slipped out of bed and into his pants, which he had thrown off to the floor at the end of last night.

The reason Uni wasn't in bed with him when he woke up was because he awoke early in order to get more work done around the house, or run into town for food or supplies, or whatever else he thought needed to be done. Serv appreciated how he left him to sleep in whenever he did this, but he would like to help every once in a while, if only to see his mate smile and know that he was the one to bring up that good mood. Uni had a good mental hold on life and the ways of the world, and although his viewpoint wasn't always a positive one, he did have his moments. These moments had come more and more often for the period of time he had been with Serv, though, and that was a very good thing.

The bigger otter sounded to be out back chopping wood; that must be what led Serv to awaken from his rather paradisiacal dream, although a moment too late. He had gotten used to his various sounds of work and exertion over time, for this house had been built by their own paws with their own work - as well as lumber from the forest all around, clay and stone from the pits and quarries down south traded into town nearby, and various other things. It was a long and hard job, and one that had proven worthwhile - and although the two had declared it finished some number of months ago, Uni still continued to find things that needed doing, and did them.

An admirable quality, really. Serv paused at the window near the back and peered through at his mate, who indeed was in the midst of cleaving little hunks of wood into halves. He didn't wear a shirt today, probably owing to the taxing physical activity paired with today's warm midsummer weather; because of this, his muscles could be seen straining taut against his back whenever he swung the axe and brought it down with a quick snap.

Serv smiled and stepped out the door next to the window, which had been left slightly open. "Good morning!" he called, but Uni showed no sign of hearing him, and instead split another log; however, when he came up behind him and wrapped his arms around his waist, he turned his head to the side and gave him a nuzzle.

"Afternoon," he said, in that deep voice of his; and, then, "...you smell like cum."

"...Ah -" Serv blushed and stepped back. That would have been better if he had thought to put on a shirt, but that would have seemed strange - neither of them wore more than pants when at the house, and sometimes, they wore less. "Um. Have you been out here all day?"

"No. I went to town to get some food for today, I fished for a while, took some of that up and sold it, set the rest out to salt and dry... why do you smell like cum? Did you even try to clean up?"

"Well, a certain sexy otter found his way into my dreams. Need I say more?"

"Ah. Of course." Uni swung the axe down once more to lodge it in the stump, then wiggled the handle a bit to make sure it wouldn't fall. He turned to his mate and looked him over. "Serv, what am I going to do with you? You're too adorable for your own good."

"You're too attractive for your own good. Whenever you go into town, I always worry you'll come back already empty."

"Oh, come on, hon. You know I'd never do that to you. I plan to cum in and on only one person, and he's this cute caramel otter right here." He tapped Serv's nose and gave one of his increasingly-less-rare smiles.

That was a running joke between the two of them: Uni had fur the tone of dark chocolate, and he could be just as bitter as it too - also, Serv had heard somewhere that dark chocolate was an aphrodisiac - while Serv was caramel, due to his much lighter fur color and his sweetness... and his stickiness, too, Uni liked to assert. Whenever Uni called him caramel, it was a sign that he was in a good mood.

Well - not necessarily a good mood. It simply meant he wasn't in a bad one.

"So." Serv trailed a bit behind his mate as he turned and headed back toward the house. "Do we have anything planned for today?"

"We?" Uni closed the door behind his mate and then stretched his arms over his head. "No. I may go hunting later, get something that'll last a bit longer than the fish. You're welcome to come along if you'd like, love."

"Mm..." Serv often got more than one kind of meat on hunting trips. Uni really didn't seem like the kind of otter to revel in such fun as much as he did, but he had developed quite the soft spot for Serv and his wants over time - and besides, once he got into it, he enjoyed it as much as his mate, if not a bit more.

Serv really loved him, and felt certain that he was loved back. He saw it in Uni's eyes when he smiled down at him on a warm moonlight night; felt it in his grasp when he held his paw on a walk down by the river; heard it in his voice when he spoke to him on those pleasant times when it was just the two of them and the whole of nature...

Uni tilted a look of quiet askance at him. "You okay? Did you hear me?"

Serv replied to this with a smile and a flick of his tail. "Yeah. Yes, I heard you, and I think I might. I was just..." He wrapped his arms around his mate's neck and kissed his nose, having to stand up on his toes in order to do so. "...thinking."

"Thinking?" Uni played oblivious, and put on a confused look. However, Serv knew he appreciated and enjoyed the display of affection by how he brought his paws up the smaller otter's slim sides. "Of?"

"You." Serv dragged the claw of a finger down the middle of his mate's chest, making an effort to leave a crease amidst the soft cream-toned fur. "And myself. How long as it been?"

"Since we came inside? Ah - about half a minute?"

"No, no... how long have we been together?"

"Oh. I don't know. A while?"

Exactly how long slipped Serv's mind, but he remembered the first day he had seen Uni. It was back when Serv lived in town, and had gone to the market to pick up something or other - either a fruit or some kind of alcohol, he couldn't remember - and that was where he caught sight of him. He hadn't seen another otter in the city for the whole period of time he had been there, outside of the members of his family, and he had moved here from further south at a very young age, so of course this new person stuck out to him. Serv had been a little shy at first, but after seeing the other otter around a few days - though sometimes he would not show up for a week; later, Serv learned that this was due to how Uni lived on his own in the forest about thirty minutes out from the town - he worked up the courage to strike up a conversation with him, in the form of common small talk. At first, Uni was... quiet, reluctant to speak - not necessarily shy, but simply unwilling to talk. It took a little over a week of meaningless 'hello's and 'good afternoon's to learn his name, and even longer for anything else about him that Serv wished to know. Eventually, he learned of his past, his family, where he lived before he moved here, and Serv got to where he imagined himself as a friend, and based on Uni's interaction with others at the market and in town, the only person he had really opened up to, if only remotely. Despite all of this, and even all that had happened between then and now, Serv still didn't know why his mate was so bitter to strangers.

That was just another strange and interesting thing about him, something else to be found out at a later time. Serv happened upon Uni outside the city walls one evening, and the bigger otter invited him back to his house, down the road a bit. This was where things really began: a night of simple conversation, talking about events in this kingdom and dealings with the neighboring ones, turned to a night of friendly drinking - 'oh, no, that was a bad year for red wine; here, try this one' - 'do you have anything stronger? This isn't quite hitting the spot' - 'Gods, that burns - what's that? You think you can down more than me in one go?' - which then, predictably, led to a night of drunken and carnal pleasures, to be forgotten until the next morning when Serv landed on the floor by the bed with a solid thump, smelling of alcohol, musk, sweat, cum, Uni, and... shame, possibly. He gathered what little he came with and left, not at all expecting to see the other otter in town the next day - and even less that Uni would be the one to start a conversation.

A strange beginning indeed, but nonetheless, he was certainly glad it happened. Looking upon this fine dark-grown otter, a bit taller than him, wider-set in the shoulders, sleekly muscles... hard to believe that this really could be the same Uni from that first day in the market. Same body, of course - thankfully; Serv had lain awake on some nights in the advancement of their friendship, imagining that fine body above him, pinning him down by the shoulders, sending sweet shivers along his spine with his warm paw, his warm fingers, his warm tongue and lips and cock - but a different personality, a different Uni...

...a better Uni. If there existed a way to love him any more than he did, he hadn't yet found it. He laughed softly. "Do you remember our first night?"

"Honestly?" Uni paused as if in thought, all the while stroking his paws up and down his mate's sides. "No. I don't. Everything about that night is hazy - oh, I can't imagine why. All I can recall is the pounding headache I had upon awakening, and a strange taste in my mouth. Something... bitter, yet still sweet and with a tangy edge to it. I know what it is now, sure, but..."

"...and all I can remember is the headache - of course - and I was... sore, in a place I wasn't very used to being sore."

"Alcohol dulls pain, you know. Ah, if I remember, you tried again a few nights after, except you were sober this time... mm. You and your eagerness. I must say, though, you have come a long way in pacing yourself."

"Don't grin like that! You don't understand." Serv continued trailing his paw down Uni's front, easily slipping it under the waist of his pants. There, amid delicious heat and soft fur, he found his mate to be a little worked up - and gave a little squeeze to show his own excitement. "You're not a bottom. You don't know what it's like, to have that irresistible want..."

"Well, judging by the faces and noises you make, and the curses you choose to use?" Uni returned the gesture by moving one paw back and letting it find its way underneath Serv's tail. "I'm glad I'm not."

"Hmph. I can never argue with you, can I?"

"You're always welcome to try."

Serv stood up on his toes again and pressed his lips to his mate's; Uni held him to him with an arm around his upper back while his other paw still pressed and poked into one certain area that made the smaller otter shiver a little, just as in his dream, when there was something else - something hotter and thicker - plunging into him. "So. Hunting?"

"Yeah - yeah. Let me just... find my bow..." Uni headed off in the other direction, leaving Serv with the echoes of electric tingles running through his body and an alluring warmth - and scent, to be sure - on his paw. "Going shirtless?"

"Might as well. It'll get hotter as the day goes on, and it's already fairly warm to begin with. Yes, I'll probably get twigs, leaves, dirt in my fur, but that's not really a problem."

Having lived in this part of the land for several years now, Uni knew his way quite well around the forest, and also had a considerable amount of knowledge more than Serv, who had been raised in a town, about the wilderness and its inhabitants. Some things could only be learned through experience and practice, one such thing being the ability to remain undetected by the prey. Uni had gotten within five or six feet of a feral deer once - who knows why he needed to be so close to shoot the damn thing; probably just showing off something else he had over Serv - before a branch breaking under a bird's weight scared it off, while it seemed Serv couldn't come into visual contact with one. Eventually, he just gave up and chose instead to follow his mate and the signs he gave - follow me; wait here; get out of sight; and various degrees of 'be quiet' from something like 'shh' to 'did you hear that?' to 'please shut the fuck up - you're making as much noise as you did the second time you took my cock'.

Finally, though, they came across a prize that they could bring home and stay there for at least a week without having to hunt again, between the two of them: a large, muscular buck, maybe a little bit taller than Uni and probably weighing three or four times as much. The dark otter pulled two arrows back on the string - probably showing off, once again - but he managed it: one pierced the meat of the creature's neck while the other lodged itself in its shoulder a bit below that, and probably in the joint, too, judging by how it stumbled as it fell, with that leg stiff.

"Nice," murmured Uni, and slung his bow over his back and trotted over to the fallen form.

As it went, he would strip the carcass of what they would use - meat, mainly - and then Serv would take what else was useful but not necessary for their needs - hide, antlers, anything else - to town for trading. "Nice antlers on this one..."

"You bet." Uni braced a knee against the buck's thick neck and yanked each of the arrows out, one at a time; one came loose with the head still lodged in the creature, so he cursed under his breath but kept the shaft so he could reattach it later. "Thanks, hon."

"What? What for? I didn't do anything."

Uni flashed another grin up at him. "That's why I'm thanking you."

"I - God, you -"

"Kidding. Thank you for coming out with me." The darker otter stood and pulled his mate in for a hug. "I do enjoy your company, especially when it's just you and me. You mean the world to me, and I'm very glad we met."

Uni always seemed to be very warm, yet another reason Serv enjoyed snuggling up on him so much; here, he could feel his greater warmth seeping into his own body through the embrace. "Oh, come on, don't get sappy on me now -"

"Hey. I'm not angry all the time." He kissed Serv's nose. "Only when I'm away from you. Or if I wake up too early, or too late. Or if it's the first day of the week, or -" He coughed. "...I'm not always angry. In fact, you make me quite happy, and from all the time I've spent with you in my life, I'd like to imagine that I'm a brighter person."

"You're very sweet." Serv kissed him once - which turned into a long string of kisses, at Uni's pressing. "But... where'd all of this come from?"

"Well, you told me about your dream last night..." Uni turned his light brown eyes away to the sky, purposely and playfully avoiding his mate's. "...So I thought I'd take the time to tell you about mine."

"Oh?"

"Mhmm. It's a bit foggy because I woke up a few hours ago, but I do remember the main points... we were back at home, and I -" He pushed Serv against the tree behind him and held him there, one paw holding one arm up over his head while the other pressed into his shoulder. "- pinned you to the wall, like this... mm, you looked up at me, mock-afraid, like when we used to play master and pet - yes, like that, just like that - and you whimpered, and I smiled..."

He felt dominant. This was evident in his scent, and by the way he stood over Serv and held him to the tree, legs positioned just so that he rubbed up against him, his wonderful scent was something very palpable in the air. Serv absolutely loved it when his mate got like this, and he knew it was obvious that he did due to how his already-hard tip poked out from under the waistband of his pants. "And then...?"

"And then..." He brought his paw up the inside of Serv's thigh, giving a light squeeze to his bulge when he reached it and then a tug down on the front of his pants, bringing into view another inch and a half of his length. "I took you in my paw and began stroking, slowly..."

He trailed off. Serv writhed against the tree each time his mate's paw descended down to the base of his shaft and pulled his pants down a bit further, until finally, Uni slid them down to his knees with his other paw. Only once before had they played in public, even in as remote a place as this; but still, it happened, and Uni felt dominant that day, too. Serv thought he heard someone on the road that day while he and his mate were in a ditch a few yards away, and he froze up and turned to get Uni to stop, but the other otter left his paw in his pants and continued kissing his neck. Eventually, he succumbed, of course, to the prevailing logic...

Today seemed to be a memory of that one: Uni slid his other paw up Serv's chest while still pumping his cock slowly, as he always started out, and leaned in to lick and gently bite at his neck. Without meaning to, Serv bucked his hips forward and buck, forward and back against his mate's pawing, giving the occasional soft grunt or moan or embarrassing squeak. He felt Uni come closer and grind against him somewhere along the way, and when he managed to open his eyes, the darker otter was leaning in close to him, other paw working up and down along his own length.

Serv remembered the first time he had seen Uni's cock up close, rather than just feeling it underneath blankets or taking it under his tail: it was about a week or so into their relationship, and a very good night for both of them. It all started out normally, with kissing, rubbing, grinding, groping, and whatever else, although this night, Serv patted his mate in the middle of his chest, smiled, and slid down along his body, taking the larger otter's pants with him as he went. That was the first time he had smelled Uni's musk in such strong, rich concentration, and God, it drove him crazy. What he gave him first was not a long, slow like, like how he usually began situations like this, but instead, a soft inhalation paired with a nuzzle from base to tip. If Serv could call anyone well-endowed, that person would certainly be Uni, for when he drew him into the back of his throat on his first bob down after the cocknuzzle, enough of his length remained out of his maw around which he could comfortably wrap three fingers and a thumb. That had been a fun night indeed, ending with Uni spurting his seed about various places in and on his mate, such as down his throat, on his tongue, his lips, the side of his muzzle, and maybe even the back of his shoulder, if his final spurt had carried that much force.

Just thinking about that turned him on even more than he already was, which Uni quickly noticed, in Serv's heightened noises and movements. "Someone's a little eager..." he purred, with another kiss to his mate's neck. Then, after looking down and passing a thumb over Serv's tip, which made him jump a little and breathe a sharp gasp: "...You're leaking, hon."

Serv opened his eyes a bit and cupped Uni's sack with his paw, then came up the underside and stroked a few times. "You are, too. I think something should be done about that."

"Oh? And what would that be?"

Uni really only let Serv overpower him with little effort when he chose to, such as when he felt playful, too tired to make the movement himself, or when he was extremely horny; it was easy to see which of these he felt today when Serv spun him around and pinned him to the tree, as he changed his position a little to make it more comfortable, spread his legs a bit, and then lifted an arm against which to rest his head instead of the trunk of the tree. Serv wobbled a bit and went down on his knees, then looked up past the thick cock throbbing above his nose at his mate's face, who smiled down at him and placed a paw on the back of his head.

Serv leaned forward and nuzzled up under the warm-furred sack, breathing in the strong scent as he did, then tilted his muzzle and licked up along the front to the pink flesh of Uni's cock. He cupped the underside in his tongue and continued, slowly, allowing the warmth to seep into his muzzle and then his paw, as he lifted it from his own cock and held his mate's sack, rubbing and massaging softly. He enjoyed closing his eyes and listening to Uni's reactions to the various things he did with his lips and tongue, and from this, he had figured out over time what he loved, what made him shiver, what made him moan or sigh or yip. Serv swirled his tongue around Uni's tip and lapped up the little drip of pre that oozed down before he bobbed down and up, down and up, descending a little further each time, until he felt the hot cockhead press against the back of his throat.

"Mmh..." Uni moved his hips forward and back as Serv bobbed on his length, tilting his head one way and then the other, every now and then retreating to just the tip to lick and suckle. In Uni's opinion, Serv had gotten a lot better with his tongue and mouth since they got together... not that he was bad to start with, of course. Now, though, if had the endurance and patience to get Uni off with his muzzle, it left the darker otter shivery and shuddery and tingly and generally incapacitated for the next hour or so, and he always promised to repay his mate for the favor afterwards. Serv's pleasure was not in blowjobs - well, it was, but not paramount - but, rather, in sitting back on Uni's cock, having it thrust deep into him, having his mate hold him close and bite his neck while he bucked into him and released his hot cum in a few rough spurts -

• that was Serv's pleasure, and times like this often led to that. Besides, Uni could tell Serv's intents in the way the caramel-toned otter moved slowly with his muzzle and covered all of his mate's cock with slick saliva that he could reach, and also in how he rarely worked at himself - and when he did so, he did slowly, lightly, in no rush. It still felt just as good, sure, but he knew he would stop early and change the pace of things.

...But, not quite yet. Serv pulled back off of his mate's cock and nuzzled against the base again, then came slowly back up, placing soft kisses along the underside as he went. Uni shivered a little, scratched behind Serv's ears, then pushed him back down so that he would do it again, and he did - although, this time, he did so with a series of short licks, and then one more long one from base to tip. This time, Serv's cock drooled as much as he did.

"That... that's enough, hon," purred Uni, and pulled his mate back up. Serv went in for a kiss, which was not denied, and soon found dark chocolate arms thrown about his neck while a tongue pushed and played against his own. Uni could taste his own musk in his mouth, sharp but not unpleasant, something he had gotten used to after the many nights of his own paw running along his length and pushing him over the edge before he met Serv, and from stripping down after a day of work to have his warm scent wash over himself shortly before replacing it with the softer floral aroma of soap. Serv's was something he had quickly grown to recognize and then love, and it seemed to strengthen with the smaller otter's heightening arousal; now, he could smell it clearly above his own scent, as well as that of nature, and that made him want him that much more.

The kiss broke off, and as Serv looked up into his mate's hazel eyes, he could tell exactly what he wanted - and it ran along with what he himself wanted. The two switched positions again, but this time, Serv stood with his front to the trunk of the tree and bent over a little to form an angle, arms up at the trunk to rest his head against, legs spread, tail slightly raised, head turned to the side. He looked back at his mate, who was just now stepping out of his pants, and gave a smile and a flick of his tail. Uni returned the smile, stepped forward, brought his paws up Serv's sides, gently pressed his cock up under his tail, made is if to say something...

...but said nothing, and pushed slowly in.

Serv groaned and gritted his teeth, trying to relax, trying not to clench too much, trying not to jerk forward and give up on the pain. No matter how many times he did this, taking Uni's cock never seemed to get any easier - even though he knew very well that he would not regret it if he carried through it. So, he dug his claws into the bark of the tree and wiggled back, feeling Uni's member gradually sink into him, pain currently outweighing pleasure. That's just how it went with what they were doing: this is how it always started with the initial stretching, and then after the first two or three pushes in, the scales quickly tipped in the other direction.

In fact, it was starting to feel that way already. Uni pulled Serv back with his paws on his hips while he still pushed into him, further and further, the saliva draping over his cock providing a fine improvement over what this would have been like if Serv had not gone down on him - that happened one time, and it was a very long night for the both of them. It was a wonderful feeling, pushing into the warm, moist, tight depths of this otter who meant so, so much to him, one that stayed in his thoughts, memories, and fantasies days after the event, and seeing what it did to Serv reminded him that he enjoyed it just as much, if not more.

He didn't have to advance as slowly as he used to, when Serv was new to his cock; either he had grown accustomed to it by now or he had simply learned to ignore the pain, or maybe to gain more pleasure from it. Either way, Serv eagerly pushed back against his mate, the base of his tail pressing up against Uni's belly. The larger otter moved his paws up to his shoulders and began to pull out, still slowly, still carefully. Serv seemed to feel differently, though, and breathed a rough moan as he pulled his hips forward and then once more pressed back, setting the pace. Uni didn't mind too much, past the initial bright flash of hot pleasure this brought, and he quickly picked up.

All of this never disappointed. Serv arched his back and tried to keep his moans down so as not to alert anyone who might be nearby but failed, especially when Uni picked up speed again after slacking a bit, as he did every once in a while. While many others would assert otherwise, to Serv, having a cock pound into his tailhole until he came was an electrifying and invigorating experience - enough so that once he even fucked himself on his mate while the latter slept - and it often led him to have both a faster and more powerful orgasm than just a mouth or paws. He clenched his fist and squeezed his eyes shut, feeling Uni's thrusts carry through him so he bounced forward against the tree, each causing him to tense and tighten all his muscles a little bit further. He felt Uni begin to tense, too, In the strength of his paws that had moved down to his thighs for easier movement, in the speed and force of his thrusts, in his grunts and gasps that came faster and louder...

Uni finished before Serv did, and did so in a way that almost forced him to cum right then from the sensation: he slammed into his mate so that their sacks rubbed underneath him and released his thick seed in two or three spurts, his cock still pulsating and then throbbing afterward. It took only a few seconds with a fast paw for Serv to do the same, and he clenched tightly around Uni while he shot his own load out against the tree, and then slumped over, shaking and panting.

Uni leaned over him and licked between his ears. His hot, heavy breath ruffled his headfur. "Now that that's out of the way, ah... how about we take this back home?"

Serv looked over at the deer's carcass, still on the forest floor. He had completely forgotten about that. "Might as well ask the tree to help... it's what's holding me up, because I sure as hell can't."

"Yeah... yeah, you're right." Uni gritted his teeth, eliciting a soft "ah-" from the smaller otter, then sat down next to the tree. Serv slid down beside him, still panting. "We have time. We have all the time in the world."