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I have no idea why but I just felt like continuing this particular story. You do not need to read the first few to understand but it does help quite a bit. This is a continuation from Pick me up and Throw me out story.

Pick me up: https://www.sofurry.com/view/547474

Throw me out: https://www.sofurry.com/view/586827

Enjoy~

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Will it work

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Days turned to months and months turned to years. Season after season flew by and with at least a good three years passing through, there were major developments around town. Albeit, nothing fantastic but there were progress. High rise buildings peaked to the skies and it being the center of business commodity, it was practically busy 24/7. Deals were made day in day out and stocks changing every single minute. Some were profitable while others pummeled into the depths of financial crisis.

Due to that, this was considered as one of those cities that never sleep. Furs tend to frolic around every night but it was high in business for bars and red district during Friday nights and weekends. Some drank themselves away to forget about the sorrows and woes that fumbled into their lives while others did them for the joy and pleasure of it. It was neither for a certain snow leopard.

Chris continued to sit and watch in contemplation, eyeing about at the very premise. Once again, it was Friday night, as he would usually come by about this time around and all he could see were young and boisterous teenagers wasting themselves away. The music blared to a deafening degree but it bothered no one; in fact, the louder the better. The bass was literally tearing through them subwoofers and woofers but judging from how exquisite this place was, they would have no problem replacing them.

The snow leopard continued to watch about, eyed the dance floor like a predator looking for a prey. Skinny, too sissy, damn that guy sure got some moves on him, overly dressed, skimpy, tranny, goth, emo; none of them were up to par for his taste. With a variety of males dancing the night away, it was difficult to spot any that took his interest. Oh right, and this being a gay club, there were, as expected, several other furs that took things to another level as they groped and kissed about. Heck, some were even down on their knees as they gave each other blowjobs.

Chris chuckled and sighed silently, giving another gulp from his drinks and sets it down. "Another, my good man."

"Right on it, mate." A kangaroo waved and acknowledged the order.

Yeah, time for a change. He was beginning to tire from visiting Luke's bar every so often and he just needed a change of scenario. The bear himself said it as well and here he was, enjoying a good beer without the companionship of another. He minded not for being alone but occasionally, it did get to his nerves. No one had yet to come up to him or initiated a talk but it was to be expected from a sex induced club like 'Yiff-it-all' as its name.

A week at most and he still had yet to find anyone. However, the snow leopard wasn't exactly prepared to get into a relationship any time. The thought itself was just as painful as he had them on the day the wolf left from his life. Three years has passed and since then, he had yet to see a fur of Carl. He hadn't called back or talked to him, nor had he tried to locate his whereabouts.

After their breakup, Chris left the apartment that belonged... to both of them... but he knew that 80% of the money came from the wolf himself and the remaining paid by him. However, he wanted not to stay at place that brought back so many memories. For seven years that they have been together, the very walls itself was plastered with images of their love making, their tiny squabbles and loving kisses, their celebrations as years goes by; he wanted none of those to come flooding back.

Days after, Chris managed to find a good looking apartment that was nearer to his new found job and from there on, he stuck to it. It wasn't as large or fancy as was used to but this will accommodate. After all, he just needed a good roof over his head with plenty of money for food, he was more than happy to survive in this cruel world. On some nights, he would reminisce on those happy moments that he had with his man and cried himself to sleep. With seven years down the drain, he was practically back to square one. Like he's always told him, there was no way anyone would want a man like him.

He was... normal... too normal. In fact, an average joe and nobody wanted someone like that. These men wanted something more, something exciting, something that could fill their lives to the brink of ecstasy forevermore; he was not that person. He looked on and could only give up in thoughts. This was a long night and he found no interest in dancing the night away.

Just as soon as he was about to walked off, a sudden pat on his shoulder made his head turned.

"Yo'. Would have known that you'll be here." Big, large, gruffed, slightly elderly with hints of white on his fur. A bear of great stature with a pleasing smile for everyone.

"Luke?" The snow leopard questioned.

"That's me and never wears it out," He stifled a guffaw and wrapped his larger arms around the feline, giving friendly noggies as he went on. "Yep! I know you'll be here."

Chris laughed and tried to pry himself off from the big bear. It has been months since he saw the bear and as days went by, he was beginning to miss him. He was the very reason why he pursued Carl in the first place. Even if things didn't turned out as he would expected it to be, he learned plenty of life lessons from the bear.

"Why are you here?" The feline exclaimed.

"Here to enjoy a night at a prestigious gay bar, that's what," he snapped and caught the bartender's attention, "One large beer"

"Right, big bear!" And he got on to work.

The white feline laughed and nodded in appreciation. It was a nice change. For a moment, he thought he'll be off alone and lonely for the night. Throughout their years together, the feline had set a certain boundary between the bear and him. Sure, there were some sexual tension but they both know what's best for each other.

Luke had finally settled down and to no surprise, with the lean cheetah that he found, working as an intern for him. In the end, they both hooked up and have been together for the past three years. During those years, the cheetah was no longer considered lean. In fact, he practically grew some muscles in between years. That was to be expected since the large bear himself was one that considered muscles to be his biggest fetish. Then again, most guys are into them.

Ronald, as his name was, took the initiative to please the bear and please he did. Luke was head over heels when he knew how much muscles he had put on. Of course, not on par with the bear himself but sustainable for a relationship. From then on, they were both at it from night to day. Ronald did everything that Luke had ordered him to and never once did he disobey. If Chris didn't know any better, they might have tried on with some master pet relationship. But, none of his business anyways.

"Do you occasionally come here?" Luke queried as he popped in a peanut.

"Sometimes, yeah. You were the one that told me to get out of your bar and find someplace else."

"That I did, my friend, that I did," The bear chuckled. "So, being here opened up a few options lately?"

Chris sighed and shook his head. "Back to square one, as usual." The thought of his previous years hanging out in the bear's shabby bar came flooding in. Alone, wandering, looking and staring about, growling at the sight of men that were less than attractive to him to be picked up every now and then. "I hated those days."

"Well, like they always say, there's plenty of fish in the sea, go pick up." He emphasized by laying out his paw towards the dance floor.

"Meh, too much variety."

"Chris, what are you looking for?"

"Someone but not today."

"You want someone who would love you forever and ever and to be your first and last. Someone who would know your needs every now and then and never leave your side. Someone who cares about you more than anything and would dodge a bullet for you. A nice looking man, not too handsome or shabby but passable. Larger than you so you could hug him day and night and felt secure in his arms. Someone that you could look up to. Someone like Carl."

The snow leopard snapped out of his reverie and growled deeply.

"I know what you want, Chris. You want him back but no matter what, you just can't have him. It's over, why do you choose not to move on and linger in his state of unknown?"

He was right. Every word that was uttered out was completely true. It was far more difficult to move on after years of being together and the memories... it hurts but he just has to go on living. Chris wasn't getting any younger now as soon as he reached his peak or rather, golden age; it would be far more difficult to get a mate in time. He wanted Carl, that beautiful wolf that gave him more than just love. That passion, that burning desire to have each other. Gods... it was so painful...

"I don't know. We'll just see what happens."

Luke gulped down his last jug of beer and belched openly. "Well, gotta run. Just wanted to drop by and say hello. Haven't seen you for weeks."

Chris smiled and nodded off, "Thanks for being such a good friend."

"Hey, that's my job," the bear was about to take his leave before turning, "You might wanna have some of this." He threw a packet over and Chris caught it in time. "Later."

"Hey! What is this?"

It was a packet of lube and a condom? Chris laughed at the two objects. The bear must have lost his mind for a minute there. Seriously, he could have bought this at the store any time, he wasn't that cheap. Then again, a gift is a gift. Might as well keep it for future use. But the time may just turn out to be now.

Chris was about to leave before a much larger fur stood in place. "You're leaving?"

"Uh... yeah..." He gazed upwards and saw the sad expression of a rhino.

"C'mon, I'll treat you to few shots." The man had him down to the chair and spun over, blinking awkwardly at the fellow male.

"Do I know you?"

"Not in the least," he poured out two shots and placed them right in front of him. "The finest, guarantee to give you a good buzz."

Chris winced at those words. Was he hitting on him? Or better yet, trying to mug him in front of public? He knew not of this man's intention but he did not intend to find out. Just as he was about to bolt off, the pachyderm grabbed hold of him and chuckled, amused at how scared the feline was. "Will you relax? If I was going to rob you, I would have waited right outside the alley way and punch you to pieces. I'm just here for a friendly drink. I saw how lonely you were."

He was? "I was with a bear, did you not know that?"

"Now you're with me." The rhino cajoled over. He seems... sincere but Chris had to be on alert. "So, Mr.Leopard, you have a name?"

"Chris..."

"Ritz, glad to meet you."

"Ritz? Your parents named you Ritz?"

The man groaned and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Sadly, yes. I'm not sure if it's a good thing or a bad thing. The name does sound elegant but I'm not one to be elegant. Look at me; I'm a walking piece of destruction." He pointed at himself.

Well, it was true to a certain degree but Chris couldn't deny that. The fact that he was at least six feet tall with a bulk that practically matches with a pro wrestler, he never thought of him as a guy with grace and flair. All he had were muscles that stretched out over his tight tank top and damn, did he pick a sassy looking one. He could have walked out there shirtless because that garment isn't covering anything up.

Not bad, not bad at all. Ritz was just the right kind stud that every gay man would want and he was quite the looker himself. Slightly smooth gray skin and with a smile that could charm any male or female. His horn polished to the point of pure reflection. Overall, wet dreams of all teenage girls, and gay boys.

After a while, Chris started to feel relaxed and managed to hold a proper conversation with the rhino. He wasn't as bright as he thought he would be and that was his downfall. Ritz described the old stereotype of all muscles no brains but he wasn't that stupid, just not rocket science material. His knowledge was limited but he definitely knew how to work up his charms. Every now and then, he'd give off a smile, ensuring that everything was safe and dandy.

Eventually an hour has passed and Chris just couldn't believe it. He actually stayed on longer than anticipated and he was beginning to feel at ease with this man. His eyes wandered about at his frame and swoon openly. Oh what he'd do to have his paws run all over that body, to feel every inch of his muscles and slowly worship them. That was one of his weak points; falling for every jock that passes through and wanting to feel every part of them.

The night was still young but the snow leopard was beginning to feel drowsy from it all. Yawning away, he wanted to excuse him but Ritz had other plans in mind. "Would you like to explore more?"

"Excuse me?" Chris blinked.

"You've been staring at me for a good while and can't say that I blame you," right arm flexed and his biceps bulged in return, lips around the peak and gave it a soft kiss. "These guns perfect for you? Or should I say, purrfect."

Yikes! What's with the puns?

"Aww... C'mon. I'll let you touch me all you want."

Chris gulped a mouthful of saliva and shivered at those words. He was offering, now waiting for approval. Damn it! He was a perfect stranger! Who knew what he was about to do? Then again, what was he thinking trying to hit on Carl in the first place? It was through pure accident that they met and despite knowing how much of a stranger they were to each other, the leopard continued to seek relationship.

"I'd love to, actually." Chris blushed and looked away. It was time to move on.

Ritz cupped the man's chin and inhaled deeply as he enjoyed the aroused scent of a snow leopard. He smiled and rubbed against his chest, feeling those rumbling purrs of delight and he was ready to go. Their last few drinks were more than enough to accommodate for the night and tipped the bartender handsomely before winking towards him. The kangaroo chuckled. "Gonna enjoy yourself tonight?"

"Perhaps. Who knows what's in store for the night." An arm wrapped around the spotted feline as he gave a small grin, "Isn't that right, snow kitty?"

Chris rolled his eyes back and sighed. Not only is he a dumb looking jock but egoistic as well. It wouldn't be a surprised if the man was narcissist as well. Tall, good looking, well defined, charming to no end; heck, Ritz would have fucked himself if he had the chance. But for the night, he has a snow leopard to tend to.

He was lead towards an area that was most common for two guys who were more than likely to have a few good gropes in private. The same could be said about the rhino's paw. Every now and then he had to grab a pawful of ass as he inspected his merchandise, feeling up his body as he continued to growl in dominance. From there on, Chris was beginning to have second thoughts about this. All he wanted was to have a proper relationship. Not some kind of brute who could have his way with him every now and then.

Before he could even say a word, he was pushed into the rest room and snagged into a cubicle. Luckily enough, the stench that came from the walls itself was bearable. Not exactly the kind where you could practically smell piss and feces from toilet usage but a hint of sweet smelling aroma, as if like this place was meant to be this way.

Then again, there was more than that. Evidence of white could be seen from the tiles itself and from the smell of it, it was probably cum stain. Gay bar plus gay men equals sexy gay time. Not surprising and Chris was going to be part of it. Ritz secured the door and grunted in between, licking his chops as he watched the snow leopard tremble in fear.

"Relax, will ya'. I ain't gonna rape you or anything," lowered himself and held the kitty up, whispered gently to his ears, "Unless you want me to. Now tell me how much you'd love to feel me up."

Chris trembled as his ground graveled voice and did as he was told. His paws reached over to those massive biceps and inhaled sharply, the very scent itself could have knocked him over. Fingers grazed against his hard and calloused skin, leading towards his massive chest, pressing deeply into them. Hard and tough but most of all, sexy in all ways possible. Shirt lifted up and the feline had to murr in awe. Rock hard abs, plenty to wander and play with. All in all, he was in heaven.

It was rare to have such a stud right in front of him and better yet, have his way around those sculpted muscles. "No doubt a follower of the gym culture."

"Well, what'd you expect from a rhino? It's in our genes to be tough," Ritz smirked and threw his tank top off, placing it to the ground before moving over to his belt. "Love it?"

Chris purred even louder and nodded absentmindedly. His eyes were fixated against his chest and couldn't hold himself back any longer. Lips pursed wantonly at the rhino's nipples and tugged at it gently, gaining a sharp moan of joy from his prey. "Fuck, you're eager."

The snow leopard gave no answer and continued with his ministration. Meanwhile, Ritz was far than content with just having his body worshipped over. No, oh no. He wanted more than that. Fingers deftly undid the belt and his jeans flopped on to the ground with a care, popping out a monster that could make any one wince in return. Chris had to do a double take as he witnessed that cock; that beautifully shaped shaft that could put any equine in shame.

"Didn't measure how large am I but for all I know, nobody's complaining about it. They were too wrapped up in the pleasure that I gave them." He flexed and wrapped a paw around its girth, giving a few strokes as his foreskin pulled over, leaving off musk that could make the feline below swoon over. His sensitive nose was up against those hefty ball sacs and licked passionately at them, cupping occasionally as he felt them up.

His paws were delicate enough to bring the virile rhino to pleasure and he had to lean back to keep himself from falling. Legs trembled as the feline worked his expertise and this was, by far, one of the best blowjobs that he had ever come by. Maw opened lightly and pursed his sweet lips against the tip, suckled like a youngling that was about to feed from its mother. Chris purred and started bobbing away, clearly indulged himself into the musk that permeates from the man's crotch.

He may not be an equine but damn, he could have passed as one. Chris moaned at that thought and tried his level best to pleasure the male above. Ritz slammed a fist on to the nearest wall and gasped as he felt a sudden rise of his testosterone; cock throbbed and expanded even more, nearing to the peak.

"That fast?" Chris chuckled and worked his magic once more but this time, taking up at least half of its length like a champ. His tongue wrapped gentle along the meat and soon after, he felt it down his gag reflexes. Forced to move backwards, he choked and inhaled a mouthful of hair. Ritz was about to blow at the point but luckily enough, the feline pulled just in time before bursting off.

The rhino groaned at the sudden loss of muzzle, quickly thrusting upwards to coax the feline back down again. He complied right away and went to work but this time, intend to finish him off since his heat was rising up to its peak. More of that cock went down his throat and from experience; he knew what his limit was. Whatever remains of that shaft was quickly stroked to fully maximize the pleasure that pumped through his veins. Up and down he went and occasionally cupping at those heavy balls, spurring those little babies up to the brink of explosion.

True enough, Ritz was on the brink of explosion. Chris saw it right away as rhino balls started pulling up and his voice got even louder by the second. Cock expanded just enough and shot out at least several rains of cum. Ropes after ropes went down his throat but it was more than he could handle. Pried off from the tip and watched gaspingly at what was left. The floor was painted with white rhino seed and the scent of sex was easily combined with the musk of cum.

Ritz clenched both paws into a fist and retained himself from crying out loudly. The first outcry was more than enough to attract bystanders to inspect the washroom itself but from the looks of it, no one even bothered. Chest puffed out heavily and sweat rolled down his muscles, panting away and as soon as he looked downwards to his prized cock, he was greeted with a mess that could make him blush in embarrassment.

"Didn't realize how... pent up I was..." He moaned again as his paw gave one last stroke to his dripping shaft. "Sorry bout that."

"Nah, it's alright." Chris replied as he got back up, quickly tearing off a few pieces of tissue to clean himself up. From down below, he got an amazing perspective of how large Ritz was but from here on, the snow leopard admired at his bulk and frame. His charm was still intact and he locked gazes with him, leaning in closer to place a single paw on chest. "You were amazing."

Ritz smiled and gave a simple lick to the feline's cheek. "And you give an awesome blowjob."

"Eh, one of my many skills."

"Oh ho! I wished to see more of those 'skills'." He said while keeping composed, cleaning up as he went along.

"Perhaps another time. For now, it's late. I'd better go off before I fall asleep in the bar." Chris yawned and unlocked the door, looking behind one last time to check the rhino out. Nice, real nice. "Hope to see you soon, handsome."

And from there on, Chris left the rhino to tend to his needs. But his needs had yet to be satiated. Sure, he just gave an out of this world blowjob to a total stranger but he didn't even bother to lend a hand at it. From there, he knew where this was going. It was only a one night stand and just someone to get himself off. He was nothing more than that and that left him empty and hollow.

This has been going on for quite a while now and even before meeting up with the stud of a rhino, Chris has been going on and off in search of a perfect male. In the end, he ended up either giving them a blowjob or just a quicky in between. He was tired of one night stand and after three years of that break up, the feline was in no luck of any mate.

Every waking moment that he was in the hands of another male, he remembered the wolf; that charming wolf that he called a boyfriend or rather, a mate, before everything went downhill. His scent was nothing like the rest. He was... exquisite, different, sweet, musky and best of all, arousing. None of them could rile him up like how the canine did. He fits perfectly in his ass and whenever they were about to mate, foreplay was kept at a maximum and this usually leads up to hours of sex. However, men like Ritz would prefer to have a quick load before leading off to their own personal lives.

With that in mind, Chris was slowly giving up hope on finding any mate. Perhaps he was destined to die alone with no one to care off. Luke kept saying that the sea is wider than it looks like and there must be someone else out there that would take him in as a mate, but that was months ago. Now, he wasn't even sure if that was true any longer.

Work went on as usual, day in day out, card punched in and logged out of his pc like a robot. Client meeting was mandatory and he seldom has the free time to flirt around. It was all work work work and more work. By the end of it all, it was December. Yep, the time of the month again. Where Christmas carols starts to huddle up and bring joys of the season. Snow had started falling and even on the first day of winter, it was cold as ice. However, that did not deter the rest from giving up their Christmas shopping.

Once again, it was going to be a lonely Christmas. It has been this way for the past three years, ever since Carl walked out of his life. They used to have a hectic time shopping due to last minute Christmas list and every now and then, they were too hung up with season to even consider having some time alone. Nevertheless, they would have spared some time and get things done, presents and all.

The lonely snow leopard sat in his favourite coffee shop and watched as the hustle and bustle of the city whizzed past him. Children cried out in glee at the sight of snow and adults grumbling about how cold it was. Chris sighed and slumped in his seat. Only a week more and here he is, wasting his life away. His life has been empty since the lost and nothing could have made it any better, besides occasional friends visit but that was just that. In the end, he was just a sad and depressed snow leopard.

A sudden drag of the chair beside him made the feline turn, looking up at whoever was taking the seat next to him. "Ritz?"

"Lovely evening," the rhino smiled and held up his warm cup of cocoa. Heat could be seen wafting from the mouth of the cup and from the looks of it, he must have just arrived. This time, he was dressed decently. Well, in terms of the season and weather, yes, it was essential. Rather, he looked more of a puffed out dumpling than a muscled man.

"Mmhmm..." Chris nodded, "Haven't seen you for a while. It has been, what, months?"

"About two and a half, give or take. Don't you miss me?"

"Don't flatter yourself." The feline chuckled.

"Ouch, that hurt. Better than that, why are you here alone? Don't you have someone to be with at this time of the year?"

All Chris could do was look down and shook his head, "Nope. Looks like a lonely night again."

Ritz wasn't particularly happy with that remark. "What's a cute feline like him doing alone at home? Don't you have a boyfriend?"

"Left me three years ago for someone better. I have no regrets."

It was a lie. A perfect lie that seethed through his teeth. Till this day he still missed the warm cuddles and fur of his wolf. The never ending time that they had in bed, talking endlessly about everything under the sky; his warmth that made him feel wanted. All of it, he wanted him back. But again, he knew that that was never going to happen.

"Oh..." Ritz trailed off, "Sorry about that."

"Enough about me. What about you? Aren't you going to spend time with someone?"

The man sipped at his cocoa one last time as he smacked his lips at the hot liquid. "My man's too busy to spend time with me. He's got that 'I'll kill you if you mess this up' kind of look. Best for me to get out of the house before he takes my hide and sells them in the black market."

Chris burst out laughing at such metaphorical picture. "And that's why you're here, I presume."

"Yeah, pretty much it. Won't be going down to the club any time soon. You know, Christmas and all."

"I heard they were having a Christmas theme this year," the feline licked his lips at whatever remains of coffee that lingered on him, "Something about a reindeer and a wolf in Santa suit. I bet that's going to be something wild."

"At the Yiff-it-all? Hah! I think I know who's going to be the reindeer and Santa. I bet it's going to be those two that were on stage a few weeks ago, portraying themselves as fireman and stud police. Those two were something." He was definitely amused by that.

"Must have missed that. Hrm... I remembered one rhino doing some kind of dance few months ago." Chris eyed at him.

"Aawww... you do miss me!"

"Hey, a stud like you is a catch of the day. I bet your man is just as excited to have you as his mate. He's oonnneee lucky man." The cat emphasized as he placed his partially empty cup of coffee on the table. "Yeah... one lucky man."

Cars whizzed through the streets as they maneuvered through the busy streets. Cabs picking up any passengers along the way but most of them were full. Soon, it got colder and colder as it started snowing rather heavily. They scrambled and left the streets to seek for shelter but the feline had other things in mind. Life was passing him by and he couldn't help but let himself down.

Ritz sensed the silence that lingered in their conversation and watched sadly at the snow leopard. He had so much potential in him but a single punch of a relationship made him lose faith in everything. No one could blame him but that was how life is. It punches you right where it hurts, leaving you to mend the wounds by yourself. Perhaps, it was time to give something back.

"Chris, would you like to come home for dinner tonight?"

The feline looked back up and blinked, "Dinner? What about your mate?"

"I'm sure he's more than happy to have another guest at home."

"Oh no, I'd better not interfere. Does he even know that I gave you a blowjob few months ago?"

Ritz nodded, "We're kinda in an open relationship but not too open. We do get off from having some men that interest us but not to the point where everything falls apart in our life. Besides, it's getting cold out here and I wouldn't want to see a frosted snow leopard sitting by the side of the road any time soon, even though you are adaptive to cold weather."

Was he for real? Yep, he was for real. Chris wanted to reject that offer wholeheartedly but somehow, there was a single force of unknown nature that compelled him to accept it. Without even thinking twice, he agreed and walked off with the rhino in paw. Along the way, they clicked well enough, decent to have a conversation that involved many things. The world, politics, science, their jobs, personal lives; something that he would have done if Carl was still around.

It was a twenty minute walk from the coffee shop and here they are, standing right in front of a tall apartment. Not too shabby but not too classy either, just perfect for a couple with reasonable income. They walked right in and sighed in relief at the heat of the living room. Mother Nature was cruel tonight and the snow had started to pile up even more. Thank god for the invention this heat machine or they'll both freeze to death.

Ritz found a note on the table and rolled his eyes at it. "Looks like it's going to be you and me. My mate needed to rush off to the store on the other side of town to get some groceries, together with his parents and from the looks of it outside, he ain't gonna come back home any time soon."

"Is he going to be alright?" Genuinely concern about another stranger.

"He's going to be okay. Don't look down on him, he's one stubborn rhino, I'll give you that."

Whoa! He's with another rhino! Then again, it wasn't out of the norm anyways. Furries who were more conventional stuck to their own species but as long as love prevails, nothing else mattered. It was like a brick hitting over his head as Chris winced at that thought. Why does he keep thinking back about him! Sure, he misses him till this day but he's gone, scram, no more, stop thinking about it!

"Want anything to drink? We have coke, water, some beer, probably some ginger ale... oh looky here, we have some fine wine underneath." Bottles clanged together as they were presented out in the open. Ritz was about to offer something else but stopped midway as he watched the snow leopard rooted to the ground. His eyes were distant and body firm and tensed, unable to retort to his question.

He knew what was happening but from a total stranger to another, he may not be the perfect man to pry into his life. Sure, they had done things but that was only once and that barely told each other what their personal lives were. Throughout their conversations in the club, the feline noted not a hint that he missed his other half but now, perhaps it was coming back to him. Those feelings of emptiness... he knew how that felt.

"Hey, Chris, you okay back there?" Ritz walked over to him.

"Huh? Oh, um... yeah... sure... I-I'll take the water please." Chris broke out of his reverie and smiled warmly, grateful for providing such pleasant hospitality.

"You spaced out." As if trying to get the feline to spill the beans.

"Nothing. Just thinking about work, that's all."

Ritz poured a glass of plain water and gave it to him. He was in denial. "You're thinking about your ex, aren't you?"

The spotted feline tensed up and growled. "And why would I think of that? He left me for all I care." And stormed off to the living room.

Great, now I've done it. The rhino rolled his eyes and grabbed hold at least a pawful of chocolates. Yep, chocolate works great, and its Christmas. There he was, sitting down on the sofa with mouth pouting over nothing. He didn't seem amused whenever Carl was involved and this man had no right to know anything about it, or does he?

Ritz sat closely and offered for a bar of chocolate. He hesitated for a while but caved in, a sudden craving for sweets churned in his tummy and this was probably his chance to fulfill that need. Eventually, he was calmed enough and let it all out. From the moment he met that perfect wolf of a man, up till their last mating that they had before going off their separate ways. He had no idea where the wolf was as of the moment. The man could be roaming around the country with his well-earned profits, spending to no end. Perhaps he had found another mate. That lion that he saw prior was kinda perfect for him.

The company that Carl worked in still stood erect on its position but he never really bothered to check if the canine ever came back. It has been days after their break up and he had not seen a single hair of that man anywhere. Chris moved away later on that month and found a new job. Albeit not the best in the world but it kept him alive. City life was cruel towards mankind and if he wasn't earning enough to sustain, the streets were waiting for him.

Ritz nodded along the way and gave some insightful meaning towards their conversation. It may not been his forte to provide any substantial advice but a listening ear would be more than enough. The emotions that churned within the feline were kept at bay but it was getting harder and harder to keep composed. Urge to break out in tears due to overwhelming heartache could be heard from the tone of his voice but the feline continued to stay strong.

Until the end of it, Ritz couldn't help but hugged him tightly, at least giving a sense of comfort that he wasn't alone in this deep dark world. Everybody needs somebody and in the season of Christmas, perhaps this was his good deed for the day. "Hey, it's going to be alright. Heck, I know that it's a lie but telling yourself that it's okay will keep you going. Chin up and look into the horizon. Furthermore, it's Christmas, you should be feeling the joy of the season."

Chris looked forlorn at his words but he was right. If he continued to be this way, there is no telling what will come out of his bleak future. He nodded in agreement later on and smiled. "Thanks."

"Don't mention it," Ritz nuzzled on his cheek and gave a light peck on forehead, the spotted feline giving off soft purrs of comfort as he did that. Somehow or rather, he felt completely safe under his arms. Perhaps it was the thought of how those strong arms kept him close but this was something else. He loved this, this closeness that only comes from a successful relationship. Looking up, Chris watched as the rhino closed his eyes and rocked their bodies together. This intimacy, this warmth; he shouldn't be doing this.

This man is already with another and here he was, trying to fall in love with him. But damn he looked fine. Even under his flimsy shirt, he could trace out the lines of muscles that perfected his whole body. If he held on any longer, this might turn into a tragic event. Evidently, he had to pull himself and shyly averted away, rubbing the back of his neck before getting up for another glass of water.

"We have a hot shower in our bedroom. You want to get cleaned up? You're staying here for the night, if that's what you're thinking. There is no way in hell I'm letting you out in this weather." Ritz said.

The wind began to howl outside and from just an hour of snow, it was practically covered. Blanket of white had shrouded the city itself and not a soul could be seen standing out there. It was beginning to turn into a blizzard and it wasn't right for any being to be out there, cold and hungry. A hot shower was in need and Chris nodded. Thankfully, the rhino had a few spare towels to pass around.

A rang from the kitchen counter brought Ritz at attention. "Whoa, must be Rylie."

Rylie... so that's his boyfriend's name. Not bad. When you put R and R together, you get a square root of R. Chris chuckled at his lame joke. He sighed and started stripping off, shivering for a moment as chills ran down his spine. The cold weather was relentless and if he wasn't careful enough, there's no telling how bad of a cold he could catch. Dashing off to the shower and turned the knob on, allowing hot and refreshing water to rain upon him.

This was just perfect. He was going to have a sleepover at a hunk of a man and getting to share the night. This was, in his mind, a one night stand and nothing more to it. Though, a night stand usually meant one fuck and their off. Chris shrugged that thought off. Surely the man could have composed himself and not take advantage over a man like him. He wasn't much of a looker but just heavily coated with fur.

One thing he didn't like about being a snow leopard is how puffed out he looked. That fluffiness made him look even chubbier and he wanted nothing of that sort. Years has long since gone and passed and to this day, he was slightly proud of his achieve. Not much of a stud or muscled but he was in good shape. At least now, he wouldn't be called names as he usually got last time.

The mere thoughts of cuddling against the rhino did seeped into his mind, holding on to his bulky frame, purring in content at his warmth, fingers caressed against sinewy arms; he wanted it all. But what was he thinking! The snow leopard literally slapped himself with a paw. This man belongs to someone! And this was no time to cheat on one another. Gods... he wouldn't want to be known for the man that made havoc out of relationship. No he was just...

"Hey, is there room for another?" A pair of arms enveloped the snow leopard, slightly crushing his lithe frame. His musk lingered about. A simple whiff of air made his legs trembled but kept composed; not wanting to let the rhino know how much he turned him on. Then again, what appeared between his legs spoke differently. Through his lustful thoughts of the man, his cock registered that information and stood erect on the account that the rhino was behind him.

Chris whimpered and nodded. "It's bigger than it looks."

"Mm... of course. Couldn't imagine two rhinos bathing in such a small space," muzzle lowered and lapped on to his furred neck, nibbling and gently caressing about, allowing the feline to let off a purr of glee. "Your fur is soft to the touch, been grooming much?"

And your hide is hard! Just like your... your... oh God... I feel it... Chris had to shut his eyes as he felt that manhood pressed up against his back. It was just as large and enormous as he had last seen it. He was locked and unable to pry off, allowing himself to be a prey of the predator, the one to be sacrificed into a pit off boiling lava.

"Ritz, I think this is inappropriate. You're mated," Chris muttered out, hoping for the man to stop. Stop? That's bull!

"Rylie is alright with this," large paws grabbed hold of his other and curled their fingers together. "I told him who you are and he's more than happy to share me with another for the night. Just as long as he doesn't come back to a pile of mess. If that happens... Heck, I'd hate to see what happens after."

"But this is wrong."

"It's not wrong when both parties agreed to it. He's giving me the green light, I'm more than happy to oblige. What about you? Are you willing?" He smiled and inhaled his scent, mmm-ing at such sweet and tangy aroma.

Chris would be the biggest hypocrite in the world - not to mention a big fat liar - if he said he didn't want this. For three long years, it was far too long and this was a chance but the numbing pain of guilt kept nagging back. No, he wouldn't have done... no, he couldn't do this... No! He shouldn't do this!

"Ritz! I-I'm sorry, I can't. This is wrong." Chris bit his lips and pulled back, unable to look into his eyes. "You're really sexy and all, not to mention my type. Oh, definitely my type of guy but you're with someone. Someone that you should be with and not me."

Ritz smirked and rubbed the back of his head at that comment. "Hmm... you're a loyal one, aren't you? Monogamy?"

He nodded back. "I try."

"I respect your decision, if that's the case. My apologies."

The rhino hugged at him warmly and squeezed as tight as he could. "Before the night is over, I swear you'll have someone that you'll yearn for."

"You're going to be a fairy god mother and poof out another hunk that would care and love me for the rest of eternity?"

"Err... How about we take one step at a time, hrm?" Ritz chuckled and got hold of his towel. "Clean up and I'll be waiting for you in the kitchen. Dinner's about ready."

"Whoa wait, dinner?"

"You don't expect that we go hungry in this cold hour, do you?"

"Not really..." He trailed off and with the slam of the door, he was alone. Ultimately, Chris sighed deeply and hugged himself, feeling up his warm and fuzzy fur, remembering just seconds ago at how powerful that man was.

If he continued to reminiscence at his past, nothing would be done. He'll continue to dig himself into a hole of self-demise and nobody could have dug him out. No, it was time to put that aside and move on. That he did.

Shower was done and finished, putting on a fresh pair of shirt. It wasn't his size but it was something to cover up. It would be awkward to have walked about in the nude. The sudden waft of sweet and delicious aroma lingered in the air and all of a sudden, he was hungry. Laid on the table was a pair of beautifully roasted chicken, added on with mashed potato that was heavily coated with gravy, a bowl of coleslaw and to top it all off, a glass of sparkling juice.

Ritz could have seen the joy that the feline had in him and quickly tucked in. They talked as usual and the rhino would occasionally bring up issues concerning about what happened prior. Chris wasn't one to shy away from it but casually replied as honest as he could. He needed to be honest and in time, he would have gained a great friend in him.

Snow was pouring in slightly heavier than usual but nothing critical. As long as they were safe, it was all that mattered. Dinner was done and they lounged happily with tummy full, enjoying the coziness that enveloped the very room itself. Eventually, it was getting later by the hour and nothing interesting was on going in the TV; the usual news, some cartoons and the commercialized shows of Christmas spirit.

"Welp, time for bed. I've got errands to run tomorrow." Ritz yawned and scratched on his muscled torso. "You'll be sleeping in the same bed as me. So, prep up."

Chris cocked his head slightly, "And I see where you're getting at. When you said someone that I'll yearn for, having someone in bed with me tonight, you were referring to yourself, weren't you?"

The rhino gasped and pressed his paw against chest, "Why... you hurt my feelings. How can you imply such a thing?"

Chris rolled his eyes at the man's dramatic response. "Uh huh. Fine. I'll tag along."

Ritz nodded. "I'll meet you in a sec. Just need to make a quick phone call."

The spotted feline understood and went towards the direction of his bedroom. Once inside, he could see the outline of the queen size bed, larger than the ones that he used to have. The lights switched on and everything was in plain sight. Tables, wardrobe, bed, lights, night stand; it was everything that a normal bedroom would feel like, except, much cozier. He didn't know why but this man had a great sense of decorating the place.

However, something was amiss as he approached the very bed itself.

A note?

He picked it up and looked around, wanting to call out to the rhino but did a double take as he saw the name of its recipient.

Chris

"For me?" He muttered curiously. "Must be one of Ritz's ideas again. That man needs to stop making these lame things. Albeit, kinda fun."

The note opened and what he read had him holding back in tears.

Chris,

Hey, how have you been lately? I'm sure this might be a surprised for you but I know where you've been all these while. After I got everything done, I felt completely empty afterwards. Sure, it felt great to have accomplished something in my life but the value and meaning of it all had been lost when you've got no one to share it with, with someone like you. It took a while but finally got to see you from a far. The place that you worked in, your new apartment; everything.

I'm truly sorry for what I've been doing for the past years and I felt like an ass for treating you like this. Everything I did was just for my own and in return, our relationship turned sour. Ritz has been keeping me informed about your whereabouts. If you didn't know, he was one of my closest colleagues and after he resigned, he found that you were working in the same building as him. From there, he acted on my behalf.

Again, I'm sorry for doing all of this but it was the only way. I still cared for you but do you still care for me? It may not work as it used to be but I am damn ready to make amends.

Signed,

Carl.

"What... the... fuck... is this shit!" He grasped at the note firmly and held back a tear.

The door from the living room slammed. "Where!"

Is that his voice? Carl?

"Carl!?" Chris roared.

"Chris!" And he replied with much fervor.

The wolf stood at the bedroom doorframe, panting and gasping for air. His shirt disheveled with evidence of heavy snow fall, clearly wading through the blizzard outside. He changed not one bit. After three whole years, he still looked the same. He was just as handsome, just as brown as ever, fur unruly from everything. They stared at each other, one clutching at the note while the other catching his breath, ice cold smoke could be seen from the wolf's mouth.

"Chris..." He trailed off, taking off his glove as he moved closer.

"Don't... Don't do this." Chris hissed. "We're over. You said it yourself."

"Please, give me another chance! A chance to make things right!"

"I did! We both did! We both gave each other a chance but both of us blew it! There's no turning back, Carl, there is no turning back!"

"Will you look at the bigger picture before claiming that everything is too late?" The wolf roared and threw his gloves off, clearly angry from it all. "I was wrong, I admit it but like I said in the fucking note, I am ready to make amends."

"Amends that will take not a night to heal!"

"Argh!! I am here!"

"So what?!"

They were about to catch at each other's throat but thankfully enough, Ritz came in just in time. He had to pull Carl away before he could even lunge at him and as for Chris; he was prepared to go into a hissy fight. Their heated argument was far more intense than it looks like and perhaps, it wasn't such a good idea to have them both in the same room. "Stop it. You're both making a fool out of yourself."

"And this is what you meant by 'not being alone tonight'? Bull!" Chris spat.

"Hey, I could have easily thrown both of you out in this awful blizzard and don't you dare test my patience," Ritz snarled and pushed both of them apart. "Now I don't care what happens but both of you are going to talk to each other, reconcile and shake. Morning comes; I expect both of you to be alive, holding hand in hand. Understood?"

"He's the one not listening, ain't my fault." Carl growled with folded arms.

"You are going to listen to him and make it better," Ritz leaned right in and closed the gap between them, a finger poking at his chest. "You broke up with him so you better mend it back. If so help me, I'll tear you limb by limb."

"You wouldn't dare."

The rhino scoffed and started walking off, "Like I said, don't try my patience." And the door was closed.

Feline and canine stood in the room, both unnerving and awkward, one trying to explain while the other wouldn't listen. If this goes on, nothing could be done. Carl took a step forward and tried his luck, expecting the snow leopard to back off but he didn't. "Chris, listen..."

"Talk, now, before the mood is gone. I'm listening." Without even looking back.

Carl winced and clutched his chest with a paw, it was now or never.

"I'm sorry for leaving you. As I've said in the note, I feel empty. Even after everything that I did, going out with friends, celebrating; none of them was as fulfilling as having you around. Remember the times where the company managed to seal deals with my help? I told you everything. It made it look worthwhile but this time, it wasn't. I missed you."

He took another step forward, inching in closer. "Back then, I felt different about you. Yes, our relationship was tense but after that, once I've realized it, you wouldn't have appreciated what you have had when it's gone. I was that very guy. Cliché as it sounds but the phrase is true. Now I know how much you mean to me. How much... you've made a difference in my life. Please... I need you."

Chris inhaled deeply and tried his best to keep composed. "You were nothing to me back then. I tried everything to keep our passion afloat but you kept shoving it off. It was then that I realized that I do not deserve you. From the beginning, I've known that our relationship could never last and true enough, you got bored of it. I know myself, I know my weakness and that weakness is one that I cannot break. I wasn't surprised that you left but at least I tried my damn best before giving up. Now, you want me back. How would I know that you wouldn't do the very same?"

It felt like a dagger piercing through his heart. What he said was true and he could hold no guarantee of it but he really wanted him. "I swear I wouldn't!"

"That's the very same thing that you said seven years ago!" Chris snapped abruptly. "That single trust in a relationship broke it all. The ship has sink, sank and sunk. How - "

Words were nothing now as he felt a tight squeeze from the canine. Arms hugged as hard as he could and started sobbing away. He needed this more than anything else; he needed his man back. Chris was in a moment of shock as he staggered from the lunge but as he finally realized what had happened, he wanted to just roar and struggle away. Unfortunately, the wolf was far stronger than he was. His arms were made into a lock, unable to pry himself free and the heartfelt tears from behind made his heart bleed inside.

He wanted no more of this because the more he dwells in it, the harder it was to forget and with him coming back into his life, he may never be free. The pain, it hurts so much. When will this even end?

"Stop, Carl," Chris whispered and patted on to that arm, hopefully he would let go but that would be asking for a miracle to happen. "I don't think this will work."

"It won't if you don't give it a chance. Please, let's make things right..."

Tears welled up in his eyes and he cried just the same. "But it hurts for you to come back."

"I promised you that I will never leave you. I mean it but please, don't... just don't let us fall."

The ball was on his court and it was the snow leopard's turn, it was now or never. With a heavy heart, he said nothing. Carl turned over to face the man of his life and watched as tears rolled down his cheeks, clearly saddened by the fact that they had to go through this. Both were at fault and stubborn to even admit it. The blames kept being pushed around and nothing will be reconciled. For what they were both worth, the canine gently planted a soft kiss on to his lips.

It was well received by his counterpart and they fell into their passionate moments of bliss. Lips joined together as they tasted one another, realizing the fact that they had been alone for far too long to even comprehend. His lips were just as he remembered them to be: sweet, gently and knows how he likes being played and toyed with. Carl pulled off for a second and pressed their foreheads together, trying to clear off whatever excess of tears that may be present.

"Weep no longer, can we please make it right, this time, now and forever." The canine licked on his nose and prepared for an answer.

Chris hesitated. "There is no turning back. I will not lie to you, I missed you terribly but I know what the best decision to make was. We had to let go off each other."

"And now I'm coming back to you. I will do anything, even if I had to come crawling back to you. For all I know, you were the only man that I loved. Nothing can top the care and love that you can give to me."

"Carl..."

"Hush, no more." Carl got the feline on bed and watched intensely into his eyes. Trust and faith was written all over and even if they did not want to spell it out, it was known to them that there is no turning back. He wanted this more than ever.

Paws found each other and their lips locked into a passionate storm of love. Growls and purrs came off continuously, unable to hold on to their desires for each other. Despite the fight that came through, they were both virile men. Evidently, both feline and canine sported an erection from below. Breathless and lustfully, trying to get the best out of each other but the more they were on to it, the harder it was to conceal their lust.

Carl broke off in that very minute and panted deeply, watching the feline as he, too, gasped for breath. Tears were no longer present but the canine rubbed the feline's cheek for good measures, feeling up his fur, that fur that he loved so much to touch and play with. He had no idea why he would leave the feline but it was pretty much the same as why he would come back. There seemed to be no reasonable explanation as to why he came rushing back and wanting to have him; the only reason would be love.

"I was stupid back then..."

"You are still stupid now." Chris sighed and closed his eyes, "Why would you still want me when you know that there are others who are better than me. I could see it in your eyes years ago."

"If others, you mean the lion that you saw before this? Mm... perhaps. He was good in bed and treated me well. He meant well too but there is something amiss with that man. He seems too... perfect. Smart, handsome, casual, a good charmer, alluring eyes, sexy, helpful and a whole lot for my type of guy but nothing beats you."

"You do know that I am none of those that you speak of. I am just plain and ordinary that should be with someone ordinary."

The wolf smiled and gave a soft peck on his cheek. "You are ordinary. So am I. He was a perfectionist, too perfect in fact, for my taste. I need flaws, flaws like you have. Flaws that I could see and know that you're real, flaws that make me want to correct you and make you mine."

"That sounded so cliché and made no sense." Chris genuinely chuckled. "So basically, I'm nothing like the kind of guy that you wanted?"

"No. Not a single bit," It was a straight up honest answer and the snow leopard had his ears dropped low, "But I still love your flaws. You know why? Cause it gives us a chance to communicate and do things together. When both of us were pretty good at what we do, there's basically nothing to talk about cause it's fixed but with you, there are so many open possibilities."

Chris had his ears perked up again and felt the warmth of the wolf. Perhaps another chance and even if he was afraid of something like this happening again, it made him stronger. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger and from here on out, he was prepared for more. White feline paws pressed up on the wolf's chest and turned him down, climbing upwards to have him up, staring into his beautiful eyes.

It was just so warm and needy, their passion for each other grew unconsciously and given how close they were, there was no excuse to have their lips wrapped around one another. This time, there was no rush, no argument, no hassle and no hesitation. Everything was in sheer bliss and their lips did the talking. Tongue wrestled about to form a ballroom of love, moaning and grunting in between as they went deeper. Carl's arms caressed on the feline's back and slowly snakes right underneath his shirt, feeling up those smooth and feathery like fur.

Minutes went by and they had to break off for air, panting before giggling away. It will be now or never. He was never going to run away and things are going to change from now on. Carl slides that shirt off and revealed a slightly plump feline, shuddering at the sudden coldness. He wasn't that bad looking and the man liked it all the more. Chris had to do the same and quickly got his garments off and now, both of them were more than happy to have cuddled right in the fur.

It may have been colder than other nights due to the snow but their intense pleasure and heated love made it warmer. Of course, the heater made it much better but that wasn't the case. Their fingers laced and gripped away, one purring while the other growling, rubbing their nose as they professed their love. However, a much higher pleasure was in need. Chris could have felt the rising bulge that formed in between the wolf and knew very well where this was heading.

Good god... he actually missed being fucked mercilessly and that man of a wolf could really ravage an ass. He could have gone feral and took in what was his but he knew that things needed to go slow. Sitting right on to the wolf's thighs, Chris licked his lips and slowly unbuckled the trouser that was hiding his prize. A wiggle here and a shimmy there; out popped that canine boner. It was as large as he remembered him to be. Not that he could enter into a cock measuring competition and compete with Ritz but he was large enough to make him feel pleasure.

Ritz may have been large in terms of length and girth but this was his wolf, the kind where his ass could handle and fits him like a glove. Chris murred loudly and started playing along its length, carefully teasing at the cock head. He loved it when the wolf squirm and screamed for more but he enjoyed it all the same. His torturous foreplay usually leads the wolf to a peak where he could never have gone without his help and that was what he was aiming for.

Gust of chilly wind and snow ravaged the outside earth, covering every nook and cranny of the streets with white and unless this weather doesn't stop soon, there's going to be at least several feet of work. Then again, it did not affect the two lovers. As long as they have each other, there was nothing more to be said. Carl had his arms draped upon the feline's chest as he watched him purr loudly. Despite sending off their shirts in the air, they felt not a tinge of cold but warm and comfort; finishing off with two eager cocks.

Chris had his eyes closed and enjoyed whatever the wolf had to offer. Simple nip and a nibble could have send him skyrocketing but it brought him back to earth as pleasure coursed through his body, that paw giving substantial love towards his neither regions. Pre was lapped up by a finger and he had to suckle at the tip to get a taste of it. Carl chuckled and nuzzled at his nape harder, throwing himself into the scent that made his man... his.

"Do you really want me back?" The snow leopard queried.

"Yes. Yes I do but would you accept my return?"

Chris stopped for that split second. "I forgive you but please, never leave me..."

"I will be here for you, whenever you need, my beloved." Kissing his paw in approval.

The feline sighed and nodded as well. Finally, he had his boyfriend back and nothing could have made it any worse. As long as they were together, nothing else mattered. Though, they were in a particular conundrum. Canine cock started rubbing and stroking about, smearing several droplets of pre on the spotted feline's butt cheeks.

Chris chuckled and turned around to look into the wolf's beautiful eyes. "You want me and I want you. Right now, I want you to claim me back as your prize. I am yours."

Carl was delighted to hear his words and quickly bolted right up. "Give me a sec." The door opened abruptly, leaving a confused feline to thought and wonder. Something was amiss but he followed his orders diligently. There must be a reason and that reason was soon to be presented in a bottle of lubrication.

The canine laughed and licked his lips at the sight of his boyfriend. It has been way too long and he was quickly deprived of sex for longer than he could remember. However, all that is going to change and he was looking forward to it. A bottle of clear lube was popped open and poured out a generous helping of it, smearing every meat that the wolf could be packing underneath.

Chris watched intensely like a self-deprived man and each stroke of that paw made him moan for more. Albeit not him receiving but the effect was just the same. His paws absentmindedly went lower and with a view like that; the snow leopard had nothing more than to wait for the pleasure to come. He, too, prepared and spread those butt-cheeks apart, gently playing at that ripe and ready pucker. A finger tried to penetrate through the walls but could never go in. Luckily enough, Carl was more than happy to help in any way possible.

He knelt and inhaled the musk as much as he can and rolled his eyes in ecstasy. It has been way too long and memories of their life together had started flooding back again. Their emotional roller coaster that they went through before everything went downhill, the amount of joy and love that they spread within the years; all gone for these past few years. He regretted everything... everything that has anything to do with this sweet feline.

He closed in the gap and started lapping at that pucker, ripe as it has always been. As expected, it was, by no means, tight as a virgin. All these years, they've been going at it, countless nights and without fail, the snow cat loosened up. But due to years of inactivity, there was no telling how tight he could be. This may take a while but time of which he would gladly sacrificed. Loud and audible purrs resonated from the kitty cat, his legs lifted higher to allow better access to his all.

Chris closed his eyes and thoroughly enjoyed the treatment that he was receiving. Gods... he had missed sex for far too long. He missed this all too much and thankfully, the wolf was back and ready to prime him up. If this was his way of showing his one true love, he would gladly accept the enthusiasm. Then again, he has always been the alpha dog. So, getting rimmed in this way was nothing out of the ordinary. Minutes passed and the more he lapped, the wetter his pucker felt. Everything was blurred to a haze and his vision was dampened by pleasure.

The wolf looked back up and growled dominantly at his feline, smiling at the joy that he had brought for him. "Hey, wanna take it up a notch?"

Chris moaned and squirmed about as he felt a finger padding right at the opening, threatening to push right in but never doing so. "Y-Yes... please..."

Carl nodded and leaned his body back up, turning over to face the snow leopard as he watched his blissful expression. His fingers tried to pry that hole open and soon, he was wiggling right in. It wasn't long before he had the feline moaning for his name and wanting for more. Tingling sensation raked through his body and his fur stood on end, shuddering violently as he was slowly assaulted from below. Deeper and deeper he went and without warning, a second went in. This time, trying to loosen him up before the main course.

Chris grabbed hold of the wolf by his neck and brought him close, kissing deeply as he shouted out of his love for this man. This man was his all and to have lost him in three years, it was agony. "Ugnh... Carl... fuck me... No more..."

The wolf pulled off and left that hole to relax. "No, I won't fuck you. But I will do one thing," he nuzzled upon his ear and licked on them passionately, whispered as soft as possible. "I will mate you. That is all I wanted. I won't just mate either, I will make sure that you and I know that both of us were meant to be together. I was a fool to have left you out here in the cold."

He shuffled slowly and Chris whined as his wolf pried his legs open wide, watching critically as that hole opened and closed like a living being. If that wasn't enough, his canine manhood was harder than he could ever have remembered it to be. Even with other males, he could never get this hard and it actually ached to have it deprived of sex. Moving forward with ease, the tip kissed at the pucker and gently popped the head in. As his anal walls were stretched open, Chris clawed onto the bed and sunk deeply as pain mixed with pleasure surrounded his body. Every part of his limbs felt numb and the more the wolf pushed inside, the harder it was to accommodate to his larger cock.

However, he needed to ride it off and let him know that he was doing a good job. Even thought it was slightly a white lie but a lie that he could handle because he knew that minutes later, he would have felt more of the pleasure that pain. Inch after inch of canine cock was engulfed and buried deeply into his hot orifice, hearing the growls that came from his alpha wolf. Chris knew what was going to happen and he prepared himself to embrace for impact.

It never came.

Instead, Carl leaned his body forward and had both legs hiked on his shoulders, hips never pulling off and started pumping in a slow rhythm. He wanted to mate this man like a feral animal but once again, this wasn't just a fuck, he was making love. No, not a fuck where you cum and leave the door open. This is a fuck where you cum inside, paint every nook and cranny of his partner and close the door forevermore, never wanting to let go of this man. Once the door is closed, this feline was his to use and that was what he was trying to leap forward to.

Chris hissed vehemently at the agonizingly slow pace but he knew all too well that it was very much needed. If he were to allow for such a thrust to ravage his body, a doctor may be in need. Somehow, he was eventually grateful for the love that this man was showing and he accepted every single one of it. If Carl was concern about his safety, there is no doubt that he would never leave him. Minutes ticked by and like a tidal wave of bliss, it came crashing down like a raging storm.

The wolf had made his effort plentiful and was about to get his just reward. Pumping harder and faster, he then started picking up speed. He knew what the cat was capable off and this was child's play. Chris was the man that wanted it harder, faster and all the more enjoyable and that was what he was going to deliver. And deliver he did.

Quick and powerful humps started driving into his tail hole and with each impale of his large shaft, pre leaked profusely from the tip like a leaking faucet.

"C-Carl! Carl... Ah..!"

Fuck it! Damn it all! The words were good enough drive him mad with lust and he didn't care how much things were worth. In his mind, all he knew was how valuable and precious this feline was and that was what he wanted for Christmas this year. "Chris... I love you. I really... really... ah... d-do..."

Chris had his eyes closed as he moaned louder than ever. In fact, both of them wouldn't be surprised if the bull next door were eavesdropping on them. If he were in his shoes, he would have done the very same. But all he could think about was the utter pleasure and warmth that came from the wolf above. His selfless profess of love was more than enough to take him back as his mate. It may have been only words itself and words could never describe feelings unless actions took place but he accepted it anyways.

Each drill of Carl's hips pushed him over the edge and try as he might to prolong their love session; it was going to end as soon as it started. The snow leopard held him close and didn't want him to move any further. Years of mating had him know when the pup was about to blow and this was just the right time to stop it. No, he wanted him inside as long as possible. He wouldn't want this to end just yet and from his wolf's laboured breathing, he was about to cum.

Carl growled at blue balls but sighed in relief later on. Cock had yet to lose its erection but it isn't going to go down any time soon, which was just perfect. He looked to the side and met with a pair of beautiful leopard eyes. Smiling like an idiot, he brushed his lover's soft fur over forehead, giving soft and gentle pecks as he went along. No words were exchanged in this short moment of love but it was alright. They knew what was going on inside each other's head and words meant nothing.

Chris bumped his butt back and grinned devilishly, seeking the attention from down below. "You're going to claim me as yours, again?"

The wolf smiled but frowned at the same time. "Sometimes, you just speak the most annoying things in the world. Of course I would."

"Was just teasing, pup," nuzzled deeply down his neck.

"When did you turn into such a tease?"

"Oh... I've always been like that. You just missed that out."

Carl inhaled onto the feline's scent and rolled his eyes back. "You just are. Damn, I love your scent. It's so exhilarating, invigorating... makes me want you even more."

"Then make me yours. Never leave me and never let anyone take me," the snow leopard kissed at his lips deeply and purred even louder than before. It took the wolf by surprise but he returned the gesture twice the much. His hips started moving in deeply, which, by then, had acquired its rhythm and within minutes, he was rapidly pumping like a madman.

He cared not for the sound that they make. Heck, he wanted the world to know who this man belonged to and his semen will make them know. Deep muffled moans were drawn from their muzzle but never leaving the kiss for even a second. Carl wanted to pull off to give voice to his mating calls but Chris made sure he was still intact with him.

It was coming. His fucks were turning down to nothing more than just furious slaps, cock pre-ing heavily as his orgasm rose up, his groin feeling the all too familiar pleasure of letting lose. Coming... he was getting there... almost... Knot!

Pop!

That was all it took to allow massive torrents of cum to flood the feline's anal walls. Shots after shots of seed planted deeply, not showing signs of stopping and neither could he move. His knot was in there and they'll have to wait at least minutes before he could pull out. However, those undulating waves of cum had finally ceased and the rest drizzled from its tip, still embedded deeply in those tight confines.

Chris held the wolf tighter and started grinding his cock against fur. With the pump of the canine and constantly ravage of his pleasure spot, he was practically there without any help. He came within minutes after the wolf had done his own. Powerful ropes of white painted both their furs and not a paw was in sight. Hands-free! The spotted feline had his vision blurred as cloud of ecstasy blurred him out. Only the vague shadow and frame of his wolf stood in place. His senses heightened to its limits and all he could hear was the pants and breathing from above, his mate and no one else.

The snow outside had started to diminish but the cold was still present. Thankfully, the heater in the room provided much more heat than they could be happy for. Heck, their fucks were enough to melt ice itself; Carl murred in sync with his feline, feeling the rumbling purr under his chest.

With that, it was done and settled with. It finally worked out in the end.

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A knock came from the door but there weren't a respond. Another knock and the result were the same; this time, quick raps but still no one. The man on the other side of the door jingled the door and came into the room with glee. On his bed was a pair of happily mated couple, both naked but with a wolf cock living inside the feline.

Ritz sighed in content at the sight in front of him. The snow leopard had finally gotten what he wanted for Christmas and this was proof that wishes do come true.

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And with that, this shall be my last story for the year 2013. The year has ended and we'll see how things goes from here. Lots of love for reviews, comments, faves and criticisms~