Trials of Snowkit: The body
#2 of Trials of Snowkit
Second installment for the series. 2/3 are completed now
Hope ma bro enjoys this...and all you people too
This movie contains same sex attraction between two males and explicit sex. No persons under the age of 18 should be allowed to watch this movie
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Trials of Snowkit:
Part two: The body
It's really funny actually how things happen that people can or can't explain. Sometimes things that are good and or bad happen at the same time. I'm not even sure where my life fits into that picture but it must somewhere although I hope its just good not some kind of twisted mix between them.
It's really amazing how you can know a person or people for a long time, but not really 'know' them until later. I mean my 'friends' and work acquaintances are a lot more interesting to me these days. Seems turning anthropomorphic animal was definitely the best thing that has happen to me and other people that knew me before agree.
I'm just a tiniest bit more social now and apparently that small bit was all I needed for people to like and get to know me properly. I've been working with the same people for over a year and I never stopped to wonder what they do after work. Most of them have pretty interesting lives. The others, well, they're still interesting.
Take Marcel for example, my new self-proclaimed best friend. He's the bubbliest person I have ever met in my entire life. He's also equally aggravating and annoying. He's a pegasus, those science dudes probably genetically slapped on some eagle wings to a horse one day and called it a pegasus. Marcel had breathtakingly pure white fur and golden mane running from his head down to just where his two white wings sprouted out from his back elegantly. He's completely obsessed with fashion. Marcel talks like what most people consider gay fashion designers would talk and similarly would like to leave his current job to work as a designer. He's got a very slim and trim figure like a girl. Marcel also has a handsome charm to him which is helped along with his pearly white teeth.
If you haven't guessed yet, yes he is gay. He's also a man-eater. Very few men have managed to turn him down. I count as one of those men. Apparently my fur resembles the beauty and majesty of the snow itself and my eyes gleam like starlit emeralds in the sky shooting down upon us all. Such corny things would never really work on me. Besides, I wasn't and am not really looking for a relationship at the moment. It's only been a few days two weeks tops since I morphed, but somehow that pegasus had wiggled his way into my schedule.
I suppose I should be grateful, but he can be an awful headache sometimes. But all in all, he is one of those people who make good friends. After all, a friend is someone who knows all your faults, but likes you anyway. He has a lot of faults in my book, but he's still bearable. He makes me laugh the way he acts too.
Life had just been looking up a lot, with friends, general mood and self-esteem. I've actually pushed myself to become a bit bolder. Though, I never expected anything that would happen in my life, including what happened to me after my first little happy path experience
"No" I looked Marcel straight in the eye "There is no way in hell I'm doing that"
"Oh C'mon darling you can't let the streak die now" Marcel, being as dramatic as always, replied
We were sitting in a café at the time, 'Le player' I believe was the name. It had become our little base for us to just talk after work. It always smelt like freshly ground coffee and there was never a time we have been there that at least one table would be occupied. I don't recall ever eating anything at the café at all. Perhaps I should try a muffin or something. Marcel would do most of the talking I would listen and then find something sarcastic to say.
"What streak?" I asked, raising a brow and looking down at my strawberry milkshake.
"The 'good' streak babe. You turned furry, you got your confidence boost, and you're more polite to people meaning they like you more and let's not forget the fact that you look hot. You might as well use it a bit" Marcel always called me 'darling' or 'babe' or 'sweetie' or 'honey bunch' or 'stud muffin'. You get the idea he's got very loving pet names for me that should not be used in friendship.
"What does being hot have to do with what you suggested?" I asked, looking at him, currently thinking he was a bit more crazy than usual.
"It gives you that 'bad boy' look, you know, you already got the tattoo working for you, you might as well top it off" Marcel smiled at me, flirtatiously. If I didn't know he looked like that even when he wasn't flirty, I would have though he had a thing for me.
"But still...a Prince Albert? Isn't that kinda over doing it?" I took a sip of my strawberry milkshake; I never had any other flavour before.
"Overdoing it is getting 90% of your body pierced, this is just your cock" I could see some people tilt their head at us secretly. Sometimes I really wonder why I put up with Marcel. He didn't look fazed at all by the conversation, drinking some fancy latte in a calm manner, then speaking again "Snow be a man and do it just for the heck of it. You won't regret it"
"Oh, I'm supposed to be the man? Where is your artificial body mark then, hmm?" I tried to reflect the conversation back at him. The whole idea of the conversation was just plain mad.
He smiled at me slyly "Does the rainbow and butterfly I got tattooed on my butt count?"
I stared at him mildly disturbed with a high raised brow "...Are you a pegasis or a rainbow pony?"
His simple smile told me the answer, but he spoke anyway "I'd like to be, it sounds fun, and I'd be more colourful." He glared at me "But back to you, why don't you do it?"
"Because having a piece of metal stuck through my reproductive organ doesn't wow my crowd" I covered some of my face with a paw with my elbows on the table. "That can be seriously dangerous you know" I moved my paw away just to show my eyes glaring back at him "I don't even know why I'm letting you keep this conversation going. The answer is and will remain no."
Marcel pouted at me "Oh, you're so boring. No wonder why you're single. Your looks only carry you so far and your personality probably kills the mood after a while" he crossed his arms
"Gee, thanks for reminding me" I muttered
Marcel frowned a bit, something he rarely "Oh Snow, why not just do it, you got nothing to lose you know."
"What if he or she accidentally does something that can affect me for the rest of my life? Don't you think things through?" I asked him
"Sure, but you always focus on all the negative stuff muffin. You've got to look on the bright side. If it's a guy, it gives him an excuse to see your cock" He winked at me.
I blinked "Is cocks all you think about?"
"No, sometimes I think about ass too"
I glared at him, and he plastered an innocent look on his face.
"This isn't something you're going to stop bugging me about is it?" I asked with a soft sigh.
He shook his head
"I don't get why you want it to happen anyway. It's not like your ever going to see it if I ever do it"
"Not even a peak?"
"No"
"Darn, my ingenious plan to check you out naked has been ruined"
I stared at him for a couple of seconds, then rolled my eyes and sucked the last of the pink liquid into my maw, rendering the glass empty besides some foam. I glanced absentmindedly at the circular clock hanging on the wall above the entrance.
"I'm going to head off for today" I said, reaching for my wallet and taking out some money. It was my turn to pay
"Yep what did I tell you; boring. You're just going to head home and do who knows what. Honestly you need to let me take you to a club or something sometime" Marcel said, finishing his latte.
"I probably will Marcel, just not today or the next day, or the next day or the next day or the next day or the next day or the next day or the next day or the next day" I stood up with the money left on the table and started walking out, repeating 'or the next day' over and over again till I was out the door.
Marcel shook his head with a soft smile "To heck with it he's definitely a catch. I applaud the man that hooks him"
It's Saturday, most peoples' free day. The first thing I did was sleep in. I woke up at 10:30 normally I wake up at 8. I love weekends for the reason most people do no work.
I lay in my bed staring at the ceiling with a blank expression. I had woken up not too long ago and had somehow drifted into a giant brainstorm. I mulled over what Marcel had said the day before. He called me boring.
...
Well, it was true. It's not like I was a furry now and my introverted statue would just up and leave like it wasn't there. I was still scared. I still cared what people thought about me. That much was obvious if the start for my mind exploration was stemmed by someone's opinion of me. To top it off I just wasn't an outgoing risk taking kind of person. Sure the tattoo was there, but that was when I was in a state of depression and felt the need to act out.
I still didn't get how getting my cock pierced had anything to do with improving my social life by any amount. Maybe some people would find it attractive, but it's not like I would walk around showing it off in public. It may also give me a subject to talk about, but then again what really describes a conversation if you're talking about penises and sticking metal through them. It surely doesn't come up very often in any decent conversation.
Maybe Marcel was thinking too much of the sluttish side of the world, which isn't a surprise.
I put my arms behind my head and sighed. Maybe he was right though. Sometimes you just needed to take a risk in life. I'm not sure about the piercing, but it was true non-the less. If you don't live on the edge, you can't enjoy the view.
I'm not sure what it was that really got me to do it, but I decided to do it that morning.
I looked up at the shady looking building before me. It's the same place I got my tattoo from. It was a piercing parlour as well. A slightly vaguely outlined sign hanged above the door "Black Jack's", though the 'l' was falling off, so it looked like 'back jack'
I opened the creaking door and walked inside. It wasn't really one of those evil hangouts, but it just looked that way on the outside. It was a pretty legit business. Apparently they had the permits to do the stuff they did, and the inside was a lot better than the outside. The air inside smelled like smoke and the walls were plain with a few tattoo designs on them framed. Behind the desk stood a black panther who looked like he really wished he wasn't there. There was a couple of chairs too, thankfully neat ones that weren't falling apart yet. There were a couple of doors, but besides that the place was empty.
The panther looked up at me, trying to smile a bit "Welcome"
I padded over to the desk and leaned over it with my arms on the surface "Hey"
"What can I do you for?" The panther asked, sounding a bit distracted
"I want to get my cock pierced" I said, sounding dull myself. Some part of my mind was still objecting, but I shrugged it off
"Ah, a Prince Albert you're after huh?" The panther smiled a bit more honestly that time "Those are getting rare these days. Can't imagine why..."
I nodded slowly, "How much it going to cost?"
The panther rolled his eyes a bit, starting to lose interest "Depends, You just want a plain one?"
I nodded "Yea"
"Its $80" The panther looked behind him for a second "You need to fill out a disclaimer and since no one else is around you can go straight in that room" He pointed to a door.
I nodded again, starting to feel a bit nervous, and did the disclaimer that was handed to me.
"You can pay now or after" the panther said
"I'll pay when it's done" I said, and tried to keep calm while I walked to the door and opened it. There was a guy inside.
"Uh, hi" I said, walking inside the room.
The guy looked up at me, and smiled. He had a very boyish smile "Hey there"
It was a wolf. His fur was completely jet black everywhere and he stood roughly about 6'1. He had ice blue eyes. The wolf's brownish black hair on top of his head was tied back in a little ponytail. His body...well, his body was...godly. I stared a bit at him; his muscles were bulging and pressing against his clothes. He was wearing a muscle top and a pair of faded worn jeans, which didn't help conceal the fact that he was ripped at all. He had a piercing in each ear, an electric blue earring in each and his tail jutted out from behind him
To put it simple he was gorgeous, handsome and absolutely beautiful man I've ever seen in my entire life.
I opened my mouth to speak, but blushed under my fur as I felt something stirring down in my pants. "Uh...I'm here for a Prince Albert"
He smiled a bit brighter "Oh those are my favourites, sit down" he pointed to a reclining chair. I nodded feebly and sat in the chair, not paying any attention to anything else around me
The Wolf spoke "My name is Drake by the way" Drake was getting a few things that I couldn't see "What's yours"
"Snowkit" I said.
"Cool name" He said as he turned around, with a pair of gloves "You mind dropping your pants and stuff, or do I have to do it for you?" He smiled jokingly at me while he spoke.
I blushed again getting a very vivid picture of him undressing me. I shook it off quickly and undid my pants and let them drop to my ankles. I blushed a bit brighter when I noticed my cock was already halfway out of my sheath. It had grown a bit since my transformation.
He whistled "Well, that saves me the trouble of coaxing it out" he laughed while I turned a brighter shade of red. "Aw right then, you ready for this?" he looked at me. Something about the way he looked at me calmed me down, and I nodded slowly.
"Its obviously gonna pinch a bit, but it don't really last long" He said.
After that, I clamped my eyes shut. I didn't want to see it. I have a bit of a thing with blood. It doesn't make me faint or anything just creeps me out a little bit.
I winced in pain as I felt 'something' go through my dick and I tried not to make a sound. I just kept my eyes closed and in a little while it wasn't that painful anymore...just a bit sore.
"You can open your eyes now, I'm done" Drake said with a soft chuckle. I peak an eye open and looked down. Drake had a tissue with some blood on, no doubt mine, in his paw. My cock had been pierced...and I was not dead.
I smiled a bit at him
"Its gonna feel a bit sore for a little while but you'll get used to it" he paused "You can pull up your pants now"
He laughed again while I pulled my pants up. The piercing felt a bit uncomfortable in my underwear.
"I like your tattoo by the way" He said, pointing to the dragon on my arm
"Thanks" he paused, not sure what to do next. I was nervous, very nervous. "Um, I guess I'll just be going now..." I said weakly, about to head for the door
"Wait" Drake said, and I turned around "Here" he handed me a card. I looked down at it; it looked like a business card, since it had his name, job and phone number on it.
"Call me if you need anything else done" he winked.
I backed towards the door "S-sure" I blindly reached for the knob, turning round and pretty much retreating from him, just managing to hear him laugh.
I walked back to the desk, paid quickly and left the building, somewhat flustered. I looked around me. The streets weren't busy and not many people were walking on the pavement. I looked up at the sky for some reason, watching a few clouds drift over the blue ceiling of our planet. Then I looked down at my paw, which was still clutching Drake's card. I inspected it a bit more
...
Did he just give me his business card, or his phone number?
The day after, I found myself in the exact same position I was in the morning before: in my bed staring at the ceiling in deep thought with my arms supporting my head. My head was swimming with thoughts of Drake: that muscled Wolf.
I looked beside me on the pedestal where his card laid, tormenting and torturing me somehow. It beckoned me, whispering small voices in my ears
'Call him...call him...call him'
I shook my head. I was just being plain silly now. He didn't want me to call him. Of course he didn't. He just gave me his card is all, nothing serious and strictly business...but deep inside I knew I wanted it to be something else.
It wasn't love, it was just infatuation. It couldn't be love at all; I've only seen him once in my life. I just liked his body was all...
I shook my head again and sat up, heaving off my bed. I didn't feel like facing my day. There wasn't much in store for me, maybe read a book, watch TV, do a little work to keep up to speed and probably surf the web. I pondered on what I had just though...and I reached the only conclusion I had.
I had no life.
I looked at the darn dark card again.
I sighed, "Oh just screw it all" I got my cell phone and dialled the number on the card. I don't know what I was thinking. It was like 9:30 in the morning; he probably wouldn't even be awake. And I had no excuse for calling him. It would just make me sound like a deranged moron. And he probably was busy anyway. What was I going to say? 'Hey there, thanks for putting a needle through my cock?'
"Talk to me" a voice sounded from my phone.
I blinked, too distracted in my own thoughts to notice I had pressed the call button a few seconds ago
"Uh...Hi"
"Who's speaking?" Drake's voice was a bit deeper over the phone
"It...its Snowkit...you know, from yesterday...you" I struggled to find the words, contemplating on just hanging up
"Oh yeah, hi there" Drake's voice took on a more cheery tone
"Um, I'm sorry if I'm bothering you"
"No worries, I just go out of the shower actually"
The shower...............images started flooding my head and I flushed a weak pink
"Oh...ok" I said, still having nothing to say
"Not that I mind being called, but is there a reason you rang?" He asked, he sounded a bit distracted, but there was a hint of amusement in his tone.
"Hey, um, I know its kinda weird but I guess I'm just calling to say thank you for...you know, piercing me" it was all I could think of.
"Hey, no problem kit"
Did he just call me kit?
"This might seem a little weird asking too, but are you free today?" He asked
I blinked, free? That was an understatement "Pretty much, why?"
"How about we hang out a little bit? I don't really have any commitments today and it would really help the boredom if you did"
Second question triggered, was he asking me out?...no, of course not. He just didn't have anything else to do.
"Sure, I guess. Did you have anything in mind?"
"There's a movie I've been waiting to watch" he said
A movie that was more date material right? But maybe he just needed a bit of company. It's no fun watching a movie alone.
"That's ok"
"There's a show that starts in about two hours, if that's enough time to get ready" He said
"Sure...so...I guess I'll see you there?"
"Cool"
"Oh, you're talking about the cinema in town right?"
"Yea, all the others are too far"
"Ok...well, bye" and I hung up...
...
Did I just get a date? Ugh,
I held my head. Why was I asking myself these stupid questions lately?
Almost two hours later I stood outside the cinema, leaning against a brick wall with one foot up against the wall. I was early; a bit too early I have to admit so I had to wait. Back at home I had spent what seemed like ages to me trying to find something casual but still nice to wear. And I know I was treating it exactly like a date even though I kept telling myself it was nothing like that.
I knew deep down I wanted it to be a date, but I just kept telling myself otherwise. I don't actually know why. Maybe I was just in denial, or I didn't want to get my hopes up. If you get hopes up, it's very easy to burn them when it's not what you expected, and that hurts a lot more when you have expectations set for something that shouldn't.
I looked around and watched people walk by, while I checked the time for what seemed like the umpteenth time in the last 10 minutes. It was a cool day, and it was still morning. The populous on the streets were slowly growing as the day progressed into noon.
"Hey there"
I turned my head to see Drake walking to me, waving a little. He was wearing less tight clothes today, partly to my disappointment and relieve, so his muscles didn't stand out as much as they did before. It was about as casual as my own dress code at the time. He was still gorgeous either way.
I waved back weakly "Hi"
"Did you wait long?" He asked, now right beside me
"Not really" I replied, leaning off the wall as we walked inside.
"Hey thanks for tagging along kit, watching a movie alone isn't any fun for me. Besides, it gives me an excuse to make a friend" He smiled at me, that same smile.
I flushed under my fur as he called me kit again. Kit just sounded more like a pet name between lovers instead of just a nickname, hence my blushing. We got our tickets and some popcorn and went inside. We sat along the back row and in the darkness I noticed we were actually the only people watching. That's what it looked like anyway. Also in that darkness, I looked at Drake the only way I could know he was there was by his blue eyes and his clothes, since his black fur completely hid his body.
We watched Max Payne. I personally didn't want to watch it, but Drake did, so I endured it. It was a bit of a messed up movie if you ask me. That was probably because the lead character himself is pretty much out of his mind. Nothing really happened in the movie, we just watched it.
When it was over, we left the cinema.
He stretched as we were walking through the entrance "Meh, that dude was psycho"
"There's an understatement if I ever did hear one" I heard a soft crick when he stretched.
"So what do you want to do now?" He asked me
I blinked "I don't know whatever you feel like doing. I don't mind" I was still at a loss. This wasn't normal for me
"Well, I'm still hungry. Popcorn only does so much to fill a guy like me up" He said, thumping a balled fist against his abs. I could have sworn I heard a metallic click when he did, but it was definitely my imagination.
"Well, I know there's a café a few blocks down. I've never actually eaten anything there but that's all I can think right now" I was talking about the place Marcel and me hung out. It just happened to be near the cinema
"Suppose it will do," he said and we started walking there. It was a silent and almost awkward walk. We got there in a few minutes and sat down.
Luckily, we did in fact have enough subjects to talk about. A lot more subjects than enough to be exact. We ended up talking for a long while till both of us lost track of time. I remember that was also the first time I ate something there. We shared a plate of fries but he ate most of it. I enjoyed myself a lot in his company and managed to keep my thoughts straight as well. Yes that is a gay joke just waiting to happen. We just talked and joked and laughed like we were old buddies.
Drake was the one to notice the time first "Wow, we been talking for a while now"
I looked at the clock. It was read 3:15. We had talked for roughly one and a half hours. I blinked in shock "Whoa, that's pretty long"
He stood and fished his wallet out from his pants "I hope you don't mind but I need to go. I still want to swing by the gym today before it gets dark"
I stood up myself and shook my head "I don't mind, today was fun enough for me anyway"
He smiled that smile of his again and pulled out a few notes to pay for the bill. A few moments ago we had a debate about who should pay. He won obviously "I had fun too Kit. You're pretty interesting"
I blushed at that "Thanks" I put my paws beside me bashfully.
He was about to walk away, when he seemed to remember something and turned back to me again "Can I get your number?"
"Sure, it's only fair since I got yours" I replied, telling him my number as he got his cell out and put it in.
"Cool" he said, and waved while he walked out.
I stood by the table we sat at for a few seconds, noticing the waiter take the money until he asked if I wanted change. I sighed, and walked home with a smile
After that, well, Drake and I started hanging out a lot together. He was really a great guy. He was easy to get along with, a great personality, easy talker and generally all around fun to be with. I always looked forward to seeing him, when he called. We did lots of stuff together.
As time passed between the two of us, I found it easier to ignore the fact that he was drop dead gorgeous and focused more on the person he actually was. Drake made that really easy. He didn't flaunt his body or show off like some kind of stuck up mucho meathead who only cared about his appearance. He was considerate and thought out.
Still, my feelings never died out. They only grew actually. Letting me ignore his body, get to know him, and then notice his body again. I realised over the few months we were friends, I was actually falling for him. Not just love at first sight falling, actually falling.
By the second month of the six we've know each other, I started having dreams about him. Not the lusty wet dreams I might have expected. My favourite is the one were we're lying in a park holding hands under a tree while the sun sets, and I would nest in his body so nicely. He would whisper he loves me in my ear and lean down to kiss me. And it never went further than that, just kisses. I do admit having a few wet dreams of him though.
But Drake just made it so easy to forget I was in love with him. I know that sounds a bit weird but here's what I mean. Drake always acted like I was his friend, naturally. He's a sweetheart, a big sweetheart, partly one of the reasons I like him. When I'm with him, I always just feel like he's just my friend. But when I'm alone without him, I always miss him and feel the deeper feelings. I really don't know how he does it to my emotions, but he does. Or maybe I'm just mixed up inside.
But back on topic, my secret affections went unnoticed by Drake, and I preferred it that way for some reason. I was still too scared to branch out and touch someone.
"Drake, Marcel, Marcel, Drake" I said with a bit of loathing. Marcel had wanted to meet Drake for months now. I'll give you one guess why...
"It's a pleasure to finally meet you. I've heard so much about you from Snow. He talks about you all the time" Marcel said, studying Drake and obviously liking what he saw
"Marcel! I do not!" I shoved the pegasus over the table. Marcel was sitting across from us, and Drake of course sat next to me. I felt safer from Marcel there.
"Of course, now I can see why..." And so the winged stallion's charm was put on, quite heavily. He leaned over the table making it so obvious that he was flirting the blind would see it.
He smiled, politely "Before you start, sorry, but I'm not interested in anything like that"
That sentence hurt me a bit on the inside.
Marcel sighed, "I must be losing my touch. First Snow and now you"
I smiled and patted Marcel's shoulder, since he was so close "Hey, don't worry. You'll still bag the dumb guys easy"
He glared at me, and sighed, "Well, I need to go anyway"
I raised a brow "Really? But Drake just got here. Aren't you going to pull out plan B?" I chuckled, and Drake snickered softly beside. Marcel and I had been talking for a while before Drake got to us.
Marcel shook his head "Later both of you" standing and winking while he did his signature wave salute before walking away.
Drake made an 'hn' sound before saying "He's quite the character isn't he?"
"Oh, you don't know the half of it" I muttered and rolled my eyes.
We talked about random things for a while after that, before he raised another topic "Hey, you remember when I said I wasn't interested in dating?"
I smirked, curious "Yea?"
"Well, that's not entirely true" Drake said, smiling that dangerously attractive smile once more "I just said that to get Marcel off my back before he could start. Truth is, I got my eyes on someone"
I smiled "Really? What's she"
"He" He corrected. As far as I knew Drake was Bi but more inclined to males than females.
"Ok, what's he like. C'mon you can tell me," I asked, quite interested in his answer. We didn't talk about relationships often.
"Well, he's a great guy, good looking, and he's pretty cute too" Drake said, I didn't know for sure because his fur was so dark, but I though he was blushing a bit.
"Does this 'he' happen to have a name? I don't think I'll know him since I don't know most of the people you do" I smiled, happy my friend had found someone he was interested in.
He was about to say something, when he paused for second, looking comical and I tilted my head looking confused at him
"To hell with it" he said. He then took a gentle hold of my paw to my surprised, and even more to my surprise, said, "He's you"
I blinked, over and over, staring at him with eyes wide in shock. Me? He was talking about me? I think my brain died
When I didn't say anything, he continued "Look Kit, you're a really great guy and over these past few months I've been growing really fond of you, even more than when I first saw you. You're the only guy in my life that has made me feel special just by being around you. I know its mushy and all that other junk but I can't help the way I feel about you. It's ok if you don't feel the same but I at least don't want things awkward between us, and if it's the case I'd still like to be your buddy, if its ok with you" He let loose a long speech out "I love you, really I do. And I was hoping we could make something work between us. It's cool if we can't, but I still want to be on good terms with you"
I started at him for a moment longer, before opening up my maw "You...you...you like me?"
He nodded slowly "Yea...I really do"
I wanted to say so many things to him in that moment. All the things I felt for him. I wanted to tell him how much I cared for him as well, to tell him how much I though he was beautiful, to tell him everything I kept hidden from him. But all I could do was tilt my head to the side, get a dazed happy look in my eyes and mutter "Wow"
He blinked at my reaction, "You all right bud?"
"Oh I'm wonderful" I leaned forward and kissed him directly on the lips. I could feel the mild shock coming off him, and I pulled back before he react...or kiss back. I smiled sheepishly "To save time...me too"
"You too? You too what?" He asked, hope gathering in his eyes.
"I feel the same way about you..." I said softly, breaking down all the walls I had made around my brain to restrain the feelings I held for him, one by one they crumbled, as I got ready to admit what he had admitted to me
"...You not just saying that to make me feel better are you? You mean it for reals?" He was still holding my one paw, and took the other one in his as well and joined them together
I nodded softly "I didn't want to tell you, you know, because I was nervous" I said. I was glad Drake was Drake; he made it so much easier to say things to him once it was out. You knew he would listen and regard what you're saying.
He smiled at me. It was a different smile to the normal charming one. This one was laced with affection and soft passion at the centre of it of it. And I smiled back trying to match it with my own.
"Let's go back to my place. This matter needs privacy" He nodded in agreement and we both stood. I paid since it was my turn.
It didn't take us long to walk back to my place. We walked a lot, because our places weren't really that far apart and everything was just in the middle. Only time I ever need to use my car was when I went to work or it was raining.
I unlocked my door and stepped inside, with Drake following behind me.
"Nice place you got Kit" He commented.
"Thanks" I replied, heading to the living room and sitting down on the couch
He sat beside me, very close I might add, and took my paw again.
"So...how long have you felt this way about me?" I asked him curiously.
He shifted a bit on the couch to get more comfortable "I'd say a month after we started spending time together. I liked you before that, but I wasn't sure then...and you?"
"I'd say about a month after yours." I answered, giving his paw a squeeze and trying my best to stay calm when I was already so happy. "How did you find out?"
"Well, I just...well, you know it's hard to explain. Love is supposed to be like that I guess, complicated...I just care about you so much...and you make me happy just talking to you. It makes me wonder what other things will do to me" he gave me a suggestive smile, and I blushed at it
"If it helps...I had a few dreams" I said, feeling my nervous side going on overdrive again.
He eyed me, "What kind?"
"Most of them are tame...some are not" I looked up at him, giggling softly with embarrassment.
He chuckled softly and reached a paw up to stroke my cheek. It was a simple gesture, but it so wonderful to have his paws on me. I purred in satisfaction "So, do I need to ask you officially or is it already settled?" he asked me
"You can ask, because I'm not totally sure what you're implying" I replied
He took a hold of the cheek he was stroking, and leaned in to place a soft peck on the other. "Will you be my boyfriend? We've been on enough 'dates' already"
I wrapped my arms around his neck "Sure, what the heck" I smiled silly at him.
He grinned widely and licked my lips, our muzzles inches apart "I love you Kit"
"I love you too Drake" I replied, purring louder at the lick.
He leaned forward and closed the gap between us, taking my lips prisoner and locking them together in a passionate haze. He closed his eyes, and so did I as I opened my maw and let myself melt as his broad tongue explored my mouth for the first time, running along my gums and the roof of my maw. I was no kissing expert, but I did the best I could, weakly sliding my sandpapery tongue against his to suit my timid mood. I had dreamt about this but never had I imagined it would be good.
I moaned softly as I felt his paws travel slowly from my cheeks down lower to my chest, sneaking under my shirt and rubbing caringly at my abs, at the same time pushing me out of my sitting position and into a more laying one with him looming over me.
I let my paws wander sliding down to his chest and under the tank top he had chosen to wear. I went a little higher than he had on me, and reached his nipples. I was surprised to find something metal there, on both of them.
He let off the kiss hesitantly, and grinned "Did you notice them before?"
I shook my head, though I wonder how I hadn't. Both his nipples were pierced and had a small silver ring in each. I thought it was sexy. He withdrew his paws from my body and removed his top completely revealing his chest to me his absolutely beautiful chest. He also untied his hair, letting it fall loose to about his neck. I liked it that way.
"Hey...we don't need to, you know, go all the way if you don't want to...if you ready for that" He started saying, looking seriously at me perhaps thinking I assumed sex was going to a major factor of the relationship by him starting to undress.
I shook my head "No, I want to...I want it" I resumed stroking his chest, tracing my paws over the firm muscle and earning a murring from him" I want you to make me yours, right now"
His expression softened at my words "I was kinda hoping you'd say that" he pointed to the small budge in his pants, that seemed to be growing. He smiled "Sorry, I can't help it. I never knew it would feel so damn good to finally have you touching me"
I blushed a bit brighter "Shall we take this...somewhere more comfy?"
He nodded and got off me. I stood and led him to the bedroom. When we got there he immediately hugged me from behind and proceeded with stroking my body, getting me purring loudly. He left no space between our too bodies, and even through the fabrics I could feel something pushing at my rump
"God Kit, you're so sexy" he half moaned in my ear as I leaned back into him. He felt his paws starting to undress me, tugging at my shirt and pulling it over my head. He then fumbled with my pants and in seconds I was practically naked besides the pair of boxers I wore. He took a good feel of my sheath through the silken prison and squeezed a moan out of me. I was already peeking out at his pleasuring touches.
He slid my last article of clothing off me, leaving me nude for him. He turned me around and kissed me on the lips, then pushed me backwards onto the bed. I laid their while I watched him take his pants off, and similarly the jockstrap he wore.
I was met with a breathtaking sight. His pinkish red member stood proud at attention of 10 inches, and had a substantial girth to it. It was bigger than what I expected that's for sure. And his knot added an extra inch on it, looking just like a baseball, but smaller. His balls were in proportion with his cock, which throbbed in anticipation.
He grinned at me "Like what you see?"
I nodded "Oh yea" I stared hungrily at the meaty pole before me "Can I...suck it off a bit?"
He padded closer and got onto the bed, sitting up and keeping his legs spread "Be my guest kitten"
I smiled, crawled over and placed my muzzle between his legs. I nuzzled the length a little before sticking my tongue out and grave his furry sack a few licks before I started a slow teasing lick from the base of his cock right up to the tip. He murred and reached down to pet me between my ears as I continued
He was patient with me, letting me take my time to pleasure him. He said nothing to push me, just murred in appreciation. I engulfed his member's tip and swirled my tongue. He leaned his head back and softly moaned "Oh yea babe, just like that"
I grinned around his cock, and slowly edged my muzzled downwards, taking more and more into my muzzle. I slid my tongue over the length threatening to choke me if I took too much in, rubbing and tasting it with a heavy purr vibrating down it.
He scratched the back of my head and neck soothingly as I went on. I got as much as I could in my muzzle, which didn't include his knot, and slide off it again. I began slowly bobbing my head over his length, still taking my time and he seemed to like that I did.
I quickened my pace gradually, reaching up to stroke his legs a bit, suckling at the great member. He groaned and took a better grip of my head, telling me sweet words to continue and how good it felt. I noticed he was leaking pre into my maw as well, and I licked it all up with great pleasure.
Then, I pulled my muzzle off his length after a good while of it. Drake looked down at me in confusion "Is something wrong Kit?" he asked concerned.
"I want you inside me..." I replied.
He eyed me more curiously but the concern still stemmed in his eyes "Are you sure, I mean, I'm pretty big..."
I smiled "Its gonna have to stretch me out sometime hon." I give his cock my last lick for the light "Plus I got you nice and slick already"
"That's true" he replied, sitting up a little more "Get on your back little kitten, and show your big canine your precious tailhole"
I did as I was told, shifting into a lying position and spreading my legs apart for him. I purred softly "All yours Drake"
He smiled brightly, licking his lips. He didn't enter me though; instead he lowered his muzzle down and licked my pucker. I moaned out, the pleasure was small but it shot over me with each and ever lick he gave. Then I felt his tongue wiggle its way inside me, lapping at my insides. All I could do was moan as I was rimmed.
He pulled his tongue from my hole and positioned himself between my legs. I could feel his slightly saliva and pre slicked cock prod at my ring. He leaned over me, kissed my chest and stroked my abs again to relax me a little. "You ready hon." He asked as he nuzzled into my neck.
"Take me Drake. Make me yours" I replied eagerly. It already felt so wonderful and he hadn't even started yet. I didn't think I could handle it when he actually started, but hell as I going to give it my best.
He nodded and nibbled along my neck. His paws took a soft hold of my hips as he pushed inside me with a groan. He entered me excruciatingly slow it was almost torture. It made sure the short pangs of pain subsided fast and was rapidly replaced with pleasure that grew in intensity. I wasn't that tight from my little toys, but he was bigger than my toys.
When he managed to hilt me without his knot, he asked, "You still all right love?"
I nodded slowly, giving my approval and he nodded in turn. He pulled out in the same torturous way he entered. I whimpered as I felt his thick meat slide and rub against my inner walls, and I clenched and relaxed around it as it did. He growled with lust in my ear as he left his tip inside me, and thrust inside me again and again and again.
I pulled at the sheets as I moaned and whimpered under the deep sexual pressure hitting me relentlessly, loving ever-single second of it. Drake's strokes got faster and harder as time progressed, digging deeper inside me to reach my more sensitive spots. I felt his knot tap again my tailhole repeatedly, too big to fit inside and his balls slapping against my rump. The pleasure was unbelievable. My entire body buzzed with excitement and pent up feelings suddenly being released as if a stampede had been let loose.
"Oh...fuck!" He groaned, panting hot breaths onto me. After a little while I could tell his closeness to release by the way his strokes started becoming more desperate and feral, losing its previous rhythm and humping me in a heated haze. And I was close too, his powerful thrusts pushed me to my edge faster than I had expected.
It seemed Drake was just more than I had ever expected.
With a final thrust that managed to shove his knot in me and a loud howl he exploded inside me. His sweet load jetted inside me and painted my inner walls ivory. I grunted I just needed one more push from my new lover for my climax to come.
Drake looked down and noticed I hadn't cum. He grabbed my cock and pawed it off rapidly. That was the push I needed. I growled loudly as I came all over his paw and partly over my chest. It dripped down my cock and glossed over my piercing.
I slowly drifted from my orgasm to afterglow, and I bathed in it. Both of us started coming down from our sex driven high and he rested his head on my chest, where my heart beat for him.
"That...was awesome," He said no louder than a whisper.
"Yea...god" I said, trying to restore my breathing rate to normal.
Moments, seconds pasted between us in silence. The only noise was our soft breathing. My chest rose and fell against his head.
"Guess we're stuck together for a while" he said, referring to his tie with me.
"I wouldn't have it any other way Drake," I said with a tired adoring smile.
Behind him, his tail wagged slowly as he leaned up to kiss my lips "I love you"
"Love you too" I replied, feeling drowsy. Obviously the sex had, once again, taken more out of me than I had expected.
His eyes were half lidded and looked heavy, and his arms slowly wrapped around me. I did the same to him and we leaned our heads together.
"Good night my lovely little kitten," He said with a loving tone, before closing his eyes
I giggled softly "Night my handsome doggy" I replied, and let his warm embrace envelope around me as it lulled me to sleep
***
In the cold night air, there on the rooftop of a building neighbouring Snowkit's house, sat a man. He hummed softly, his tone sounded as if it was an instrument itself. He smiled at the new couple sleeping soundly together, that he could see through a mirror
"Its almost time" He said and continued to watch over the home as if he was it's guardian
That's part two done.
Who is this mysterious person watching Snow?
What are his intentions?
Just one more is left before the commission is done
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