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The General's Weak Spot for Heru by Draconicon

Charlie teetered back and forth on the edge of a narrow precipice, the toes of his shoes dangling over a drop of several hundred feet. Behind him, a hotel room was blazing with fire, and below him...well, the firemen weren't there yet, which was part of the plan.

The wolf turned his head to the side as a window exploded behind him, barely avoiding being slashed by the fast-moving glass. Of course, that didn't get him away from the concussive blast of hot air, and he nearly lost his grip on a nearby gargoyle. The stone was getting hotter and hotter, and Charlie was starting to wonder if he'd taken things a bit too far with his plan to lure in the General.

He looked towards the sky, eyes flicking back and forth for any sign of the canine caped crusader, but there was nothing yet. He gritted his teeth, shuffling a bit further from the burning drapes and the ever-expanding fire inside the hotel room. It put him a bit less in 'immediate risk', but he couldn't stand the heat so close to the room anymore.

"Come on, come on. You can't be that far away..."

The wolf looked down again. Still no sign of the fire department, though considering that they'd be distracted by a couple of dozen calls at this point, he wasn't surprised. They shouldn't have been needed, considering the General's reputation, but he was starting to wonder -

A harsh whoosh caught his attention, and the wolf glanced towards the source of the sound. The way the wind distorted a cloud told him all he needed to know.

"Finally."

Letting his grip weaken a bit as if he was tiring more than he was, Charlie slid his feet along the ledge until he was barely supported on it. He called out for help, screaming weakly as if he was on the verge of collapse. Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw the blur at the cloud speeding up, and rolled his eyes.

The one guy I want has a flair for the dramatic. Great.

He let his fingers slide bit by bit, playing into the General's need to look cool, as he got further and further from the ledge. The wolf knew that he was risking his life; he didn't need to be picking up all the thoughts from the men and women on street level to tell him that he would die if he fell.

Really, it was the whole point. Set up a deadly situation, keep himself from being able to walk back out, and leave only a superhero able to help him. On paper, it had been the best way to lure the General to him.

Still, he hadn't expected he'd actually end up falling from the building.

He bit back the scream for as long as he could, but even a perfect plan couldn't keep him from freaking out. Charlie opened his mouth to scream -

• only to fall into the strong, gloved arms of the local favorite superhero. He blushed despite himself, more at the near loss of control than anything else, before looking up at him.

The General was Gennisburg's biggest hero, capable of flight and great feats of strength. He didn't have some of the more exotic types of powers, but what he did have was more than good enough. Charlie didn't know the big guy's secret identity - though he could find out now, he chose not to - but the muscled German Shepherd was big enough, sexy enough, that he wanted to keep a little bit of the mystery.

He wrapped his arms around the canine superhero's shoulders, keeping himself supported as the hero carried them away from the spreading fire. Charlie hoped that nothing bad would happen there, but as far as he knew, the other rooms had been empty. Shouldn't be anything more than basic property damage, and the hotel should be insured for that.

"Thank you for saving me...I swear, I...I could have died..."

"No need to thank me, citizen."

"But you were so gallant, so brave."

Not to mention being really late; five more seconds - no, 4.7 - and I would have been pavement splatter.

He didn't let the annoyance show on his face, though, instead stroking the hero's cheek. The German Shepherd snorted, continuing the flight as if it were nothing.

Of course, that wouldn't do. After a few strokes, Charlie shifted back and forth, and the hero looked at him again.

"What's wrong?"

"This is...this is pretty uncomfortable. Could we change positions a bit?"

"What did you have in mind?"

"Maybe carry me under your arm or something? You could probably see better that way, too."

"Fine idea, citizen. Let's do that."

Without any more warning than that, Charlie was thrust beneath the hero's arm, and they were flying again. The wind factor was even worse like this than in the Shepherd's arms, but at least now his arms were free to go where they wanted. And he knew just where they wanted to go.

It started with accidental touches, his hands moving around the big guy's back, rubbing down his spine. It was all easy to dismiss as someone trying to get a better grip and slipping during the process, but he had a better idea in mind. The wolf's powers weren't limited to simply reading minds, after all; he could add certain...stimulation...provided that he was close enough to touch.

His fingers crackled a bit as they wandered over the German Shepherd's ass, teasing it, leaving behind little tingles in the nerves. Charlie saw the hero's tail wag slightly before stilling, and he knew that the hero was a little embarrassed about what he was doing. He didn't worry too much about that; it wouldn't be embarrassment before long.

His other hand started wandering over the hero as well, rubbing him along the chest and slowly down towards the crotch. The tingles from his pleasure power were already causing a bulge to manifest in the hero's crotch, and the closer his hand got to it, the more it throbbed.

The General shivered,and they dropped a foot or two in elevation before he caught himself.

"Mmmph. What are you...doing..."

"I'm thanking you, big guy. In the best way I can."

"Thanking..."

"Of course. You don't think your work should go without a reward, do you?"

"Without...but a hero -"

"Is still a normal person. They still have..." He squeezed down on the huge bulge, making the General gasp. "Needs."

The German Shepherd gasped softly, only able to fly forward without any thought. Charlie knew from experience that the hero was probably overwhelmed by pleasure at this point, just flying forward blindly.

Which meant, now, he could enjoy himself. Pulling himself carefully around the fast-flying hero, he managed to get between the canine hero's legs, and he pulled down the clothes just enough for him to see that hot, furred ass.

It was just as good as it looked through the costume. The cheeks were hard with muscle, and the fur was pushed down flat and smooth with a bit of sweat. The wolf licked his lips as he leaned in, spreading them apart as best he could as they continued to fly, and shuddered at the sight of that beautiful, tight pucker. It was obviously completely untouched, and he couldn't wait to change that.

"Don't stop flying unless I fall off. Just keep going straight."

There was only a groan at that point as the General kept doing what he was doing. The wolf grinned as he lowered his head under that tail, using it to deflect the wind from his face as he dragged his tongue over the hero's pucker. It was hot and wet, and just a bit spicy as he licked it. The spit was dragged away almost immediately by the air currents, but he could feel the hole itself loosening under his tongue.

Of course, it was quite the experience to do this while the wolf was flying forward. The wind blew at him hard, nearly knocking him off several times as he ate out the hero's ass, getting that hole nice and wet. Bit by bit, it loosened up until he felt he could have it.

He pulled himself up, fighting the dragging tug of the wind, until his crotch was right against that ass. He pulled down his pants, and his cock felt like it was going to freeze off just before he rammed it in.

The General dropped another few feet at the first intrusion, and nearly knocked him off, but there was no way that Charlie could stop now. He needed this. He needed it bad, and he humped hard and fast at the hero's hole as they continued flying over the increasingly barren landscape at the edge of the city.

He moaned under his breath, burying his head in the back of the General's neck, hiding from the cold and biting down on him at the same time. In and out, in and out he frantically humped, and he could feel the hero below him moaning in pleasure as well. Reaching around, he could feel the bulge in the front getting harder as well, making the costume almost slimy with how much he was putting out.

"Mmph...gonna cum for me? I'm gonna...gonna cum for you!"

The wolf panted as he thrust harder, faster, burying his bone deep in that ass. Bit by bit, it went in deeper, until he was in up to the hilt. He could hardly keep it up, the wind making it so hard, but he was going to finish. He could already feel his balls drawing up. Just a bit -

"Mmmph!"

With a bitten off moan, Charlie hilted himself in the hero's ass one more time, spilling his load deep inside of the General. He could feel his hand being soaked by the hero having an orgasm of his own, too. He would have chuckled, but he didn't have the air for it.

That was when he realized just how high up they were, and he crawled forward.

"Down...from the mountains...before we choke."

The sudden reversal nearly threw him off of the hero again, but his knot held him in. Painfully, but it did.

By the time that they landed at his house, the General was more or less back to normal, though with a much sorer ass than he'd woken up with. For his part, Charlie was wind-burned to a small degree, but was fine.

He smiled at the General, taking the hero's hand before he could fly off.

"What's the hurry?"

"There's -"

"Nobody needs your help now. Except me."

"What help could you need?"

"Why, a nice, hard stuffing..."

He put the hero's hand on his ass to emphasize his point, and nearly lost it at the shocked look. Maybe the General was more innocent than people thought.

The End