A touch of heat.
Uggghhh so this one took a bit to write and due to it being three characters instead of the normal two, and one being a rather special case, this came out really choppy and awkward. So forgive me v.v
But meet Frankie, Damon, and Lewis. These three are usually in polygamous relationships wherever they decide to crop up, and are definitely the interesting little group. Here I just placed them in a college sort of setting, so, enjoy!
Frankie had always been... odd. Born with both sets of genitalia, even as a hyena, was strange. Though he had a decent sized pair of breasts (a size D or so, with matching black nipples), he'd always called himself a he when referring to himself. Even though he tended to dress more feminine than anything, sporting short skirts and tied tops that showed off the thin build of his body. He was always a he in his mind, it was just how it went with him, granted, he didn't mind being called a good girl when it came to things such as foreplay and just dominance over him. The very thought sent his lips twisting into a smirk.
"You're looking a little weird." The words were blunt and smacked Frankie on the snout as he blinked, looking up at the teacher looming in front of him, all muscle and fur and.. long ears and twitchy nose. Yeaaah.. rabbit. Mr. Mercier was a tall damn rabbit, rippling with muscles and strong legs, dark gray in color with his rusted tan doberman-esque markings. He had a couple other siblings, and the only reason Frankie knew was because he was dating the teacher's younger brother.
The younger brother, named Damon, was a crossbreed as well. Dragon and doberman made a weird but beautiful combination in Frankie's eyes. Rusted brown scales with a tapered muzzle and scaly ears that resembled the same as his mother's. In Frankie's opinion, Damon's mom certainly got around during heats, producing all the crossbreeds. Not that Frankie complained, really, he always enjoyed getting a good eyeful.
"Anyone home?" The deep voice brought Frankie back and he felt himself blush, clearing his throat a little.
"S-sorry sir. I guess I just.. feel off?" he offered sheepishly, his lips turning into a small grin of the same nature before the teacher rolled his eyes.
"Class was dismissed already, you've been lingering here for about five minutes now," he grunted, and Frankie looked around in surprise, his eyes going wide. Well, shit. That's what he got for daydreaming and fantasizing. His heat was due soon, maybe that was why.
Clearing his throat, Frankie tilted his head back a little to glance up at the teacher, finding the temperature in the room increasing before he smiled sheepishly again and started to pick up all his things, packing the bag and hefting it up onto his shoulder. He had to stop however, when he noticed the teacher circling him and the desk, making a peculiar grinding sound with his teeth and grunting a little.
Okay... weird.
"I uh.. yeah. I'm gonna go back to my dorm." Frankie nodded and ducked his head, quickly darting out of the room and feeling a tingle run up his spine as he did. Shit. His heat wasn't on its way soon, it was swarming him like a living cloud of intoxicatingly hot fumes. The heady feeling made the sweat break out on the palms of his hands and made his fur itch and swelter on his body, making him pant slowly as it pressed in harder on him, draping over him like a blanket while he staggered into the dorm room he shared with Damon.
A quick glance around told him the other male wasn't there, and a whine fell from his lips, his ears falling down for a moment. 'Okay.. plan two. Cold shower. Very cold shower. Until Damon gets back.' That seemed like a good enough plan to him, and Frankie lifted a shaking hand to push his hair back from his face, brushing the dark brown mop back before gasping as a flash of dark gray coloring popped in the corner of his vision.
Immediately, he whirled around, making a startled sound as the teacher that had followed him came close again, circling ever closer and closer. How the hell hadn't he heard him? HELL, how hadn't he seen him?!
"S-sir?!" Frankie choked a little, his voice hiking in pitch as the other male came ever closer, slowly cornering him into a wall before nudging against him a little, shivering and resting his chin on the small hermaphrodite without making a sound other than his breathing.
The heady scent of masculinity hit Frankie's nose like a brick wall to the face, and he inhaled slowly but surely, letting it out again while his hormones did a jig somewhere in the back of his mind in excitement. There was a male here and all his instincts cared about was getting railed with a cock and stuffed so full of cum that he wouldn't be able to move without spilling some from somewhere. A good breeding, that's what his body was begging for, and it was showing in every fiber of his feminine frame, his nipples hardening to a point of pain as they made small mounds in his shirt.
"Nngh.. you smell good," he breathed out, his voice losing body and becoming hoarse near the end as his tongue nearly lolled out of his maw. Oh did the teacher (or rather, just Lewis as he knew) smell good. Soooo very good. Wait, what about Damon? What if he came in? He'd call Frankie a whore, chew him out, maybe even just leave him behind.
A hand slid up Frankie's abdomen, leaving a trail of fire behind where it went, and any thought of Damon exploded into little pieces in lust. The fingers continued traveling up and tugged slightly at the shirt that trapped Frankie's breasts, and he panted a little, wriggling and easily reaching down to undo the small knot and shuck the shirt off without hesitation.
The fabric slithered off his body, revealing the soft, pillowy flesh of his breasts, both of which were grabbed eagerly as Lewis groaned and nipped at Frankie's neck, drawing a hot moan from the herm. The slim fingers moved, easily pinching the sensitive flesh of his nipples, drawing a louder moan and causing him to lift off the wall, arching and pushing his hips against the larger male's with a soft whimper in the back of his throat.
"Ngh..p-please?" Frankie stammered out the word, gasping as Lewis obliged with a deft hand that removed the skirt that had clung so nicely to his hips, revealing the hardening ebony cock as well as inner thighs that were slick and wet from the eagerness the herm presented. Hungry eyes glanced south for a moment before flickering up, and the older male let out a rumbling chuckle in the back of his throat before stripping himself with ease.
Muscles rippled under rusty and gray fur, the hairs short enough to reveal every line of the large male's body, and Frankie's glassy eyes dipped a little to devour him mentally, shuddering in pleasure and anticipation when he spied the impressive length of cock Lewis was sporting. It was hard to say no to that, and the herm had no intentions of it. Instead, he almost melted at the touches given to him with clever fingers and he was hoisted up, inhaling sharply when the thick head pushed against his slick hole, slowly disappearing between the gleaming folds and inching into him. The girth stretched his walls more than Damon ever did, and Frankie leaned his head back, whimpering in pleasure and curling his toes as he was hefted up with his back on the wall and his supple thighs spilling into Lewis's firm hands.
It felt.. amazing, and Frankie moaned out loudly as Lewis worked inch after inch into the tight muff, pushing deep enough that his tip rubbed against the muscles of the herm's cervix, leaving him to wriggle and cringe slightly, his toes curling again with a low whine.
"F-fuck! Mmmmph... s-so deep... it's sooo deep and big," he whined, his eyes fluttering open before the rabbit smirked at him. Neither of the two breeding partners even noticed the door opening as Lewis began to piston his hips, at least, not until he was smacked around the head, his hips jerking in surprise and Frankie's eyes snapping over to see a severely pissed off Damon, the dragon snarling with lips peeled back.
"What the FUCK are you doing?" Damon snapped, his eyes narrowing at his older brother and his supposed mate, hurt flashing through the depths of hazel.
"Nngh, Damon. Damon, please? Heat? Two? Both?" Frankie stammered out the words, incoherent and begging as his hands moved, trying to reach for his mate and drawing him close when the dragon gave in, inhaling deeply and growling. His smoothly scaled muzzle pressed against Frankie's neck, nostrils flaring as he inhaled again and growled once more, shivering. The male growled gently but nodded after a moment, pressing a hot kiss to his mate's lips and sliding his tongue into his mouth, a groan falling from his lips.
Lewis took the consent with ease, starting to roll his hips again, pushing deep and hard, determined to breed the hyena and get deeper, grunting to himself and rocking his hips. His thick head pushed against the muscles of the cervix, preventing him from going further until his hips pushed forward and added pressure, making the herm whine before crying out when the muscles gave way, allowing Lewis straight into the womb he desperately sought. Reaching the depth triggered his instincts and his hips suddenly began to jerk back and forth, pumping and pushing deeper as his face pushed into the crook of Frankie's neck. Thick globs of pre pushed from his tip, his tail twitching when the pressure began to build up in his abdomen, his balls tightening. Any sense of rhythm was soon abandoned to the urge to breed and fuck until Frankie was so stuffed he couldn't move, and with that image in mind, he felt the walls clamp around his cock and a spurt of warmth hit his abdomen. Frankie had hit his peak and relased, his body writhing with loud cries of pleasure and clinging fingers as he panted.
It was all Lewis needed, and he pumped a few more times before letting out a low sounding growl, hilting entirely and cumming, his balls emptying and steadily filling the herm as he shuddered, panting.
The rush of warmth made Frankie's brain almost short circuit, firing off with no information or thoughts, just a blank and blissful head rush that made his tongue loll before he reached and pulled Damon closer, whining to himself a little. Already, the prickling sensation was running through his fur again and a squirm confirmed that he was far too ready for round two. He kissed the male firmly, whimpering needily and shivering, fidgeting even more before breaking the kiss.
"P-please?" Frankie begged, his voice hiking to a more feminine level now as he whimpered, shaking a little. Damon growled, glaring at his older brother before snapping out in French, the language rapid firing between the two siblings as the smaller tried to muscle his way in between the two breeding crazed partners. The argument was short lived, and as Frankie panted, his eyes fell to Damon with a pleading gaze held in their depths.
"On the bed, on your hands and knees," the dragon growled softly, met with an eager movement by Frankie as the herm wriggled towards the bed, easily sliding against it and moaning, hiking his ass into the air and revealing the moist and gleaming lips that were ready for another fucking, despite the white fluid that tried to escape.
Damon growled again, climbing onto the bed as he eyed his brother for a moment, focusing back on Frankie before grinding against him, hiking up his tail and groaning. The mixture of fluids smeared on his cock and hips, his clothes long since abandoned in the instinctual need to breed his mate.
Lewis, on the other hand, was circling around the two rutting partners before coming to a stop near Frankie's head, his fingers lazily stroking his cock as the thick, meaty length hardened, a smirk crawling over his features. The air smelled of heat and sex, and it gave him a heady rush as he reached and gently tangled his fingers into the hair on Frankie's head, gently getting the feminine herm to look up at him before coaxing him subtly towards his cock. The hinting was rewarded when a long lick was given to his cock, making his toes almost curl from the moist heat that was Frankie's tongue, and an idea clicked into place.
"Mmm.. I have an idea.." he cooed out, drawing Frankie's attention upward as he smirked a little, pulling his hips back slightly.
"Do you want us to fill you up? Think you can take both our cocks and cum? Do you want us to fucking breed and fill you until you're bursting?" Lewis' words came out in a growl as Damon snarled, his serpentine tail lashing while his hips snapped against Frankie's. The hermaphrodite whimpered from his position, his tongue practically lolling out as his eyes crossed a little and he moaned in pleasure, driving his hips back against Damon before making a startled sound as he was moved.
"You're such an eager little thing aren't you? Mmm.. we'll give you a litter of our own," Lewis growled out again, positioning the writhing hyena so he was straddling him, his long cock sliding against the throbbing ebony flesh between them. Frankie let out a low whine, gasping as Damon thrusted again, not realizing the dragon cross had moved with him, and was still firmly buried in his depths, plunging deep, but not as deep as the larger male.
A moan fell from the herm's muzzle, his hips twitching against Lewis' before he was slowly lifted, his legs spreading more with the motion before a sharp inhale racked through his nose and slowly but surely, the thick cock pushed up into him. His walls stretched, accommodating the thick length along with the draconic dick pushed up into him, stretching the hyena's limits and leaving him panting raggedly, his tongue lolling as he moaned and squirmed.
"FUCK!" he howled, squirming when Lewis snapped his hips upward, and he was suddenly stuffed fuller than he ever had been in his life. The pleasure made his eyes roll back in his head, almost blacking him out as his hips jerked and moved, rocking while his walls clamped and everything was suddenly the instinctive motion to grind and move and get stuffed with as much cum as his body could handle.
It was going to be a long day...
A groan fell from his lips as Frankie stirred a little, his body trembling and sore all over as he opened his eyes.
The first thing he was aware of was.. he was between two males. The second thing, he was sore, so very sore. The third thing.. his heat was abruptly over, and his abdomen felt so distended and stuffed that it was a miracle he was able to even lay on his side.
"Looks like we've got the three of us now," came the cooed noise, and Frankie blinked, shifting to see Damon's face in front of him, his tapered muzzle pulled up into a grin that made Frankie blush, his apology stammering from his lips before he was silenced with a finger.
"It's fine, I mean, I'd rather share you with my brother than some stranger. Besides.. now you're going to be carrying our litter," he muttered, grinning a little and gently rubbing Frankie's stomach, making the herm coo sleepily.
"Yeah.... fuck, it feels good to be stuffed like this," he mumbled, burying his face against a scaly shoulder as two furry arms wrapped around his waist, easily cupping around his stomach as Lewis murred as he woke up.
"We need to do it again sometime," the rabbit chuckled, smirking. Oh yes, that was a certain in the future.