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Anatoly began to blink awake as his body slowly overcame the numb idleness of sleep. The last three nights had been a wondrous blur. The hard paws which had swept him from his unfortunate lot in life had also earned the foxyote's unbending love and trust. In addition to keeping him housed and fed, the proud general had spent his evenings after work sharing wine and wisdom with the boy, who was eager to learn and to feel loved. In many regards, Gloebis was already a better father than his actual dad had ever been.

As he thought of Gloebis, happily half-dreaming, he rolled over to snuggle against his savior only to find the bed empty. Anatoly opened his eyes wider. A soft magenta glow crept in through the loose entrance, making little flower blossoms of each of the individual ringlets on Gloebis' still-hanging chainmail. Only the light puff of his own breath could be heard, and the vague sound of the men groaning and getting dressed. Startled that he might be late, the pup roused from bed and immediately started getting dressed. It was only his second day on servant duty, and he was still rusty at most of his duties.

He got dressed as quickly as he could and began to make his way to the nearby creek to fetch water before breakfast. Every time the boy thought of the broad dire wolf whose musk still lingered upon his fur, he began to grin. Though the chores of the camp were menial, they were better than begging, thievery, and the side effects of such a life. Plus, in hopes of keeping the nature of their relationship subtle, the Li'ka had only given Anatoly a few easy tasks - washing his personal laundry, fetching water for meals and practice swords during sparring practices. The rest of the time, the pup was to remain in the yurt where, often bored, he would daydream romantically about his new love.

He saw no sign of Gloebis as he walked to the stream, however. Bucket filled and in-paw, he was intercepted on the path by a white wolf, of modest shoulders and a reasonably thin build. His eyes were gray with only the lightest hint of brown, and he spoke in a youthful but commanding banter, "I'm Tornis, the unit's messenger. I've been sent to inform you that Lord Gloebis is being sent to the district capital to speak to new recruits."

Anatoly listened quietly and then nodded abidingly. After an awkward pause, Tornis continued, "In his stead, you are aware that Lord Dutero, shield master and adviser chief to the Li'ka, is high command here, correct?"

Again the pup nodded shyly, even though he had not been aware of that. "Well, boy," the white wolf spoke on, curling the corner of his lip smugly, "with that all said then, Commander Gloebis will be gone three, maybe four days depending on conditions." He began to grin more openly, almost chuckling under his beer-and-onions breath, "So, he's requested your company to have some...rather private words with you before he has to depart."

The foxyote boy was blushing beet red to the obvious insinuation in the messenger's taunting eye. But another awkward silence forced his muttered reply: "y-yes, sir..." He looked around, and then back at the white wolf. "where can I find him, sir?"

"He was packing for the trip in the equipment quarters, but he's said to hurry to his personal room," Tornis informed him. "You know, to talk," the messenger concluded with a derisive giggle that drove the foxyote pup to blush and look down as he padded away. As he did, he thought he could hear the white wolf huff and growl quietly.

~~~~ Gloebis huffed and growled to himself quietly as he quickly adorned himself in chainmail and cloak to travel. 'Fuck,' he thought to himself. 'Recruits...'

It wasn't that the Li'ka disliked this part of his job, for just as it was his charge to care for Anatoly, it was the charge of the high commanders to prepare local recruits for the realities of war and indoctrinate them into the second stage of their training. Regardless, though, the trip could have come at a better time. The experienced general was passionately in love with the purity and curiosity of the foxyote pup, as well as his physical beauty and grace. At first burdened with reluctance to commit feelings so heavily, three straight nights of holding that elegant body, making him moan and blush - the gaze of admiration and sheer loyalty the boy gave him - melted his fears away. He wanted to keep his pup close, all the time.

Gloebis sat on the chair and quietly waited for his boy to arrive. He'd scarcely sat for twenty seconds before the pup padded in, still blushing from his encounter with Tornis. The Li'ka rose and hugged his boy close, leaning muzzle down to kiss his soft forehead. Anatoly folded his ears and smiled softly to the affectionate gesture.

"Sweet boy, how do you fare?" Gloebis asked softly.

Anatoly paused, not sure how to explain his awkwardness, and finally replied, "I'm okay...I'm going to miss you," he looked down a little.

"Awww," Gloebis huffed as he stroked his pup's back reassuringly, "I will miss you too, beautiful. I will be gone only a few days - I'll try to be back by the third night but...I can swear no longer than the sixth."

The foxyote pup frowned and nodded, quietly pouting to his protector's potentially prolonged absence. The dire wolf could see his boy was uncomfortable and added softly, "Don't be nervous, Anatoly. No one will hurt you here - Dutero, my chief advisor, will be high command while I am gone. He has been one of my dear friends for longer than you've been alive. If anyone tries to threaten you, or harm you in any way, he will see them off."

Anatoly nodded softly and nuzzled his ashen foxyote muzzle into his love's belly as he wrapped his smaller arms around Gloebis' thick body. The dire wolf murred in a loving croon and held his boy close, gazing down admiring the sight of the pup holding him so close. He could smell the boy's half-sweet aroma, feel his warm breath against his battle-nicked tummy. 'Grr...damned recruits,' he again thought in the perfection of the moment. Since the handsome young pup stumbled into the camp, harmless and half-starved, dormant feelings were awakened with a fury, both in spirit and of a more carnal variety. The dire wolf's sizable sheath was already stiff against the pup's body, rising and falling subtly with each of his gentle breaths. Gloebis' guiltily pressed it softly against the youth's embrace with a low murr. He then, for the first time whispered sweetly to his boy, "I love you, little pup" as he gently felt down to the young foxyote's satin-soft rump, which he groped in his large calloused paw.

Anatoly blushed hard again and then began to smile shyly to himself as he melted to the attention and admiration of the Li'ka. He inhaled the warrior's scent and otherwise stood still to his love's touch. He began to beam, though, to Gloebis' whisper, and was quick to whisper back enthusiastically, "I love you too Gloebis" as his hugging grip tightened slightly. The general grinned and ground himself against the boy a bit more obviously, using his paw to hold the smaller form against him.

The foxyote looked up to at the much larger wolf's expression questioningly, the scent of the elder's rising arousal present not too far from the youth's nose. Gloebis was grinning guiltily and nodded; he said, "I'm afraid, my boy, that I don't have too much longer...I was really hoping you would please me a last time before I go." Even as he asked, his strong paw was already undoing his pants against the pup's chest.

Anatoly nodded, with a little smile, up to the general, shifting his affectionate nuzzles to the stiffness which, at its tip was beading through a dot of pre. "Yes, Gloebis," he replied happily. Thinking of his love being gone, Anatoly already missed him. He felt so alone without that strong, caring body spooning him at night; that hard arm against his own, young, thinner, softer one, reminding him he is never alone. Gloebis' experienced paws slid his loins down ad expose his musky sheath and balls to the beautiful boy before him. The foxyote felt happy to give his savior pleasure before he had to go, even if the separation was reluctant. He nuzzled under the dire wolf's hot sheath to his heavy balls, which radiated the warrior's warmth and musk into the pup's nose and caressing tongue.

The elder wolf murred quietly under his breath, fur standing on end for a moment as the boy lashed his sweet tongue against his balls. His muzzle sprang into a grin and he pet the pup's head. "Mmm," he mumbled as he slid one of his paws down to rub his thick, musky sheath against the sweet boy's face, drooling a line of transparent precum across his muzzle.

"Put your paws on my sheath, pup, and gently pull it back," he instructed the dutiful foxyote, eager to please the wise wolf who had shown him nothing but kindness, courtesy, and admiration. The boy would do anything for him. Anatoly placed his soft paws on the wolf's warm sheath, the tip of which was already smeared moist, and did as the general asked. The elder growled and let out a soft huff as the beauty before him revealed an eager and drooling pink cock..

"Good boy," Gloebis commended; Anatoly wagged his tail.

Gloebis scratched his chin gently as he admired the pup, fully dressed and standing before him with full attention on his pleasure. The mid-morning light in the yurt glistened off the Li'ka's pre on the young foxyote's muzzle. Again, the general lamented he had to leave him behind for the journey. Code of the unit forbade him from having his love in the hold - otherwise all the other soldiers would wish for the same. What was kept at the northern hold, supplies and servants, was for the aid of all the brothers in battle. Thus, Gloebis kept official knowledge of his patronage over to his most trusted compatriots, although well-founded 'rumors' had already developed among the troop. Traveling with the pup would be too obvious.

The sweet feeling of the foxyote's soft face against the drooling, throbbing wolf dick aroused further growls in the dignified commander, who again scratched at his graying muzzle. He felt an urge filled him, to mark what was his - to indulge in the beauty of the boy. He used a calloused paw to pull Anatoly's muzzle deep into his crotch, holding him there for a few moments watching the pup sniff and softly lick at his sheath base. As the boy moved to nuzzle his crotch again, he tugged him back and spoke a little more commandingly at the ashen foxyote, "I want you to take me into your muzzle, pup...and play around with me. When I'm done, you'll want to get a change of clothes."

Anatoly didn't know what exactly Gloebis had in mind, but he was quick to abide by his patron wolf's request, leaning down a little and using his delicate paws to help suckle on the tip of Gloebis' alluring penis. He was a rewarded with a shot of salty pre matting the tip of his muzzle. The dire wolf above growled lowly and again spoke his approval for his beloved's attention: "Good boy Anatoly..."

The pup slowly took more and more of Gloebis' length into his muzzle until the first 4 inches were submerged. Again the Li'ka offered up a lusty, triumphant growl. He lowered his other strong paw to the grip his boy softly by his ear; he shifted his other paw to do the same. For a moment he just held the pup there, half-way down his pre-drooling cock - eyes beaming loyalty and love.

With genuine care for the sweet boy behind those eyes, the general spoke gently to him, "try to relax, Anatoly, watch your breathing...and trust me," Gloebis asked of his beautiful as he guided the silver-white muzzle further down his expecting tool. The foxyote kept himself relaxed and closed his eyes - the commander could tell he was doing his best.

After pushing in another three inches of his tool, Anatoly looked overwhelmed. Gloebis pushed him down further with a firmer touch - another two inches, until young Anatoly's muzzle was overstuffed and his little paw squeezing the Li'ka's thigh as he began to gag. Only a second later, the dire wolf quickly pulled his tool out of the boy's throat. "Mmmmff..." he growled, "thank you, sweet boy..." as the foxyote below panted and wiped a couple tears from his cheeks, flushed red.

Gloebis gently pet the boy as he regained his breath. The pup's form, half-illuminated in the dimmed glow within the yurt, blushing and huffing quietly, was a sublime sight for the dire wolf to behold. His cock drooled more pre as it lusted for release. The general badly wanted to again grasp the beauty by his soft ears and fuck down the tight muzzle - to cum without inhibition. But he dearly loved the boy, and he could never break his promise to protect and care for him. As he looked down to the ashen fox, the boy's expression, beginning to show a smile of genuine devotion, brought Gloebis' heart to well with feelings. He smiled lovingly back down at his pup and pet the soft fur atop his head a few more times.

"Alright Anatoly..." he uttered, and he held his drooling pink in his own paw before the foxyote, who resumed lapping and then nose-rubbing on the tip. The young canine gazed admiringly up at the dire wolf commander, inhaling his musk and tasting his cock as he took hold of it in his gentle paws again and began to suck. Gloebis murred satisfiedly, watching passively as he let the boy play around with him. He wasn't sure how much time passed this way, but the Li'ka's regard for scheduled trip's punctuality paled in comparison to Anatoly's youthful passion for him. The pup's shirt was drizzled with the older lupine's salty precum and his own drool, a mixture of which dripped elegantly from the flower-red cock before his eyes. Gloebis could only grin.

Meanwhile, the pup's soft pawpads tugged gently behind the warrior's incipient knot as velvety tongue gave his cock tip a sweet caress. For a moment even the dignified dire wolf was reduced to huffing as a warm line of pre again stained the boy's eager muzzle and the toes on his traveled footpaws curled slightly. The foxyote giggled in amusement at Gloebis' obvious ecstasy, feeling glad to have elicited it. The Li'ka chuckled as well, although his was mixed with a lustful, low growl. He lowered one of his calloused paws to the other's smaller's head, petting him lovingly in a moment of admiration as he let his insatiable cock pre onto the ground of the yurt.

"Mmm...open up," he urged softly as his stroking paw instead began to pull open the boy's maw. Anatoly knew already what it was the dire wolf wanted, and opened his precious muzzle obligingly. He gave his patron an unsure gaze, to which Gloebis softly responded, "I'll be gentle boy, I promise." And then, with another half-guilty grin, "I just can't resist you, beautiful," and he again pushed half his length into the young foxyote's snug muzzle.

Though Anatoly closed his eyes and prepared to take him as deep as before, the general kept his word and gently rocked only the first 5 inches of his cock in and out of the pup's maw. The sound of his own cock penetrating the beloved's abiding muzzle drove Gloebis to buck a little quicker - able to cup the boy's head with one paw.

"Mmmmm, goo-oood bo-ooyy," he trailed off in a half-growl, pursuing the urges to release .

"Oh hmf...", he huffed..."I'm almost there Anatoly, just relax completely and hold your breath." The foxyote could not respond to him, the commander holding his muzzle half-way down his pulsating, slick wolf tool. Nevertheless, their understanding was acknowledged in the youth's eyes, and with a subtle half-nod. The dire wolf grinned; "good boy," he said again.

As Anatoly again closed his eyes, Gloebis began to fuck his penis deep into the youth's muzzle. The feel of it was silky smooth against his tip, and the sight of it buried in such a beauty's white muzzle, blushing face... drove him absolutely wild. Tugging his knot with his other paw, he bucked one more deep time into his boy and then gasped as he shot a thick, virile rope of his cum down the youth's maw.

Anatoly again began to gag when the Li'ka came and a modest tear streamed down from one of his eyes, but he eagerly swallowed what he could. It was the first time Gloebis had cum within the boy's maw, though the commander had had him taste before. The dire wolf commander pulled his climaxing cock from his boy's maw and shot the last few jets of his load over the foxyote's face and chest, appreciating the sight of the little, elegant panting figure as he did.

Within a few moments each was reduced to panting. The youth cleared thick semen from his throat and swallowed again. He also wiped the tear from his eye before looking up to his love, who gazed back down in admiration. "Did I do good?" Anatoly asked sweetly, although he could tell by the way Gloebis' eyes were glazed over in sweet afterglow that the Li'ka was indeed quite pleased.

"Mm, Anatoly, that was wonderful," Gloebis responded joyously. "Thank you," he added as he took a knee before his blushing boy, his spent cock hanging between his thighs. Reaching out to stroke the foxyote's silvery cheeks again, the commander leaned in to the pup's cum-matted muzzle and gave him a loving kiss. Anatoly gave a quiet puppish murr as he embraced the kiss and hugged softly onto his protector.

It was almost time for him to go, Gloebis thought to himself. He'd have to bid this sweet boy goodbye for the time being. He gazed solemnly at his beloved, in whose loyal eyes the dire wolf found true love. There was one more thing he had to do, he thought with a devious grin. He rose as the youth again gazed at him with a gentle smile.

"I'm sorry pup...close your eyes again," he whispered to his boy, who, though confused, trusted the wolf and did as asked. Breathing a satisfied sigh, the Li'ka let go of a gentle stream of golden piss, marking his pup as his own. The boy could only blush to the feeling and scent; and a gentle dot of pink showed at the tip of his excited sheath. When Gloebis' stream tapered away, the pup giggled to himself and looked down, eyes coming open. His ears were still pinned in loving submission to the dire wolf, who stood above gazing down in gratified approval.

After a moment, the older wolf walked across the room and tossed Anatoly a piece of dirty laundry, a shirt, without warning; "Go ahead and wipe up, boy. Go clean at the stream if you need." He turned to gaze lovingly at his beloved again, who had already begun dabbing the excess piss and cum from his fur, as best he could. "I know you'll miss me when I'm gone, pup; I'll miss you too."

The foxyote nodded to the repeated sentiment. Gloebis went on, "If I could stay I would, but this is part of my duty...I know you've never met him, but Dutero is a noble dog. I've told him about you and I, and he'll make sure none of the men bother you should they find out about the...gifts you give me."

To this the boy looked up at him, concerned, and replied, "I think they already know..."

The dire wolf frowned and inquired; "What makes you say that, pup?"

Anatoly explained, at least roughly, his encounter with Tornis. The Li'ka huffed and grunted. "Tornis is just a young hothead," Gloebis ranted, trying to reassure the pup before him. "Don't let the likes of him intimidate you, for if I said a word otherwise he would be on his knees in apology - or worse."

The foxyote still looked uncertain, even though his commander was smiling softly to him. The older wolf continued, "If you are lonely, or scared in my stead..."

A few knocks could be heard outside the yurt, interrupting Gloebis' words. Another dire wolf hybrid's low voice boomed from outside "Gloebis, Lord Li'ka, we must begin our travels shortly..."

The commander called back, "I will be but a moment more!" and then turned to his boy. "Anatoly, I swear it, if you are worried. Dutero is like kin to me, and though you have not met him, he will care for you as his own. I will be gone but for a few nights, and each one of them I will gaze up at the sky and think of you. Otherwise...just be a good boy and keep my quarters."

The foxyote hugged onto his love tight as he could. Gloebis in turn gently held the boy in tender embrace, petting his back. He inhaled that sweet scent, now tainted with both mark and seed, and smiled lovingly.

Placing his paw under the boy's chin, he encouraged the youth into another loving but quick kiss. "I'll miss you, beautiful," he then said another, last time as he re-fastened his pants. "I'll miss you too," Anatoly returned genuinely, watching his protector walk out the entrance of the yurt and rejoin his posse. He listened to the wolves walking away to depart sadly, soft thuds in the dusty pathway growing more faint along with the familiar rumble of his love's voice.

When the travelers could be heard no more, Anatoly stood and padded around the quarters. He felt he missed Gloebis terribly already. The taste of the general's cum was still thick in his muzzle. The pup glanced around the room, one of his soft paws idly fondling his own swollen sheath, thick with thoughts of the Li'ka's dominant passions. His nose guided him to the laundry pile. The shy boy looked around and listened cautiously for any potential visitors but heard only the usual sounds of the Hold.

As Gloebis and his accompaniment made it past over the first hill on their way to the city, his sweet foxyote flower sniffed one of the Li'ka's worn loins and murred, laying on the bed and rubbing himself to the memory of the dire wolf's wanting cock erupting in his mouth...each could hardly wait to see the other again.