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"Mine."

Caleb stared down at the blurry photo on his flip-up phone, his beady eyes running across the dim screen. The picture was difficult to make out, but Caleb remembered it well. He could just about make out his own spread-eagled legs and little member flopped against his stomach, with Declan's impressive member sunk deep into him. He giggled as he reminisced over the scene, flopping back onto his old dingy mattress.

Tugging the laptop closer to him, Caleb brung up his gallery of photos and scanned through the various pictures he'd taken using his webcam of himself and Declan. Most were taken without the wolf's knowledge, so they usually depicted him pressed down onto the puppy with the German Shepherd lewdly grinning at the camera underneath him. Caleb centered on a single one that they had deliberately taken together, and he smiled wistfully at how cheerful the pair of them looked. The pup had been grinning toothily and striking a pose whilst Declan looked suave and...well, 'normal'. As normal as you can get with a cub prostitute.

Caleb wondered if he might be developing a crush, but he dismissed the thought. No, this was love, pure love, not just some silly fancy he had on the wolf. He wished he and Declan could be together forever, but many things were in their way. Society, Miriam, and Declan's own morals sought to drive them apart.

Since the pup's encounter with Declan at the wolf's home, the cub had noticed that his lover didn't come around as much anymore. In fact, he hadn't been to see him in a week now. Perhaps money was tight, or maybe he was busy with work. But the wolf's absence showed in the pup's performance.

Over the past 3 weeks, many of his 'studly' clients had often complained that his mind was elsewhere when they were in their sessions. They usually complained to the receptionist who had to offer a portion of their money as a refund, or worse. One rather lanky Gecko had even scolded Caleb for staring down at his phone during their lewd acts, which had only incited the Gecko to be a little rougher with him. The cub hadn't appreciated it, but it wasn't a case of what he wanted: he was just a prostitute.

His laptop pinged, and he pulled up the chat window of the receptionist. She usually outlined to him what the client wanted and who he looked like. He remembered what she'd said about Declan: 'First timer, be gentle'. It had made him smile. Instead, this time, were a few simple words.

'Boss is in'.

Caleb gulped considerably,and heaved a sigh as he rolled around onto his back. This wasn't good: if the boss was in, it was usually because someone was messing up, and Caleb clearly knew who. Their boss wasn't particularly friendly, and he wasn't happy with people weren't earning him money. As if on cue, there was a knock on his door, and the German Shepherd jumped at the sound.

"C...Come in!" He called shakily, scared of what was to come. He knew he'd get a scolding, or worse, if he said the wrong thing. He stowed his phone away under his pillow and shut the lid on his laptop, hiding the 'evidence' of his love for one of his clients, for the time being.

The door creaked open and a hulking Crocodile stepped into the room. Standing at an impressive 7 foot tall, the sleazy, scaled creature heaved his mass across the room towards the foot of the bed. There was a twinkle of anger in his eyes and a rather malicious air about his very person.

"Caleb." The Crocodile hissed his name as if if were some foul stench he'd smelt in the air. The pup knew of his boss's antics well: if you were good, and made him money, he would often shower you with gifts and usually toy around with you a little while. If you didn't, things got nasty very quickly.

"Mr. Smith, sir." Caleb replied weakly, unconsciously shrinking into his bedcovers a little bit as he looked up at the man. He was sure that 'Smith' wasn't the beast's true surname, but he probably liked to keep his identity a secret, and he did it well.

"Well, at least you haven't forgotten your manners." The Crocodile snapped harshly as he rounded around to the side of the bed. As if on instinct, Caleb had shifted away from him a little, which only seemed to anger his boss even more. The Crocodile lashed out and his fist enclosed around the cub's ear, dragging him loser. Caleb whined and tugged, pain spiking across his cranium.

"Would you mind explaining to me why almost every single one of your clients got a partial refund?" The Crocodile's voice shook with every word as he clearly tried to keep his anger under control. Caleb wriggled and shook his head, feigning innocence, but he knew it was futile.

"I hope you haven't forgotten who it was that picked you up off the streets, Caleb. And who it was who gave you a bed, warm clothes, food in your belly..." Mr. Smith tightened his grip for a moment before letting go, causing Caleb to skitter backwards towards his pillows.

"I'm sorry!" Caleb squeaked, his eyes wild with fear. "I'm sorry! I wont do it again, I promise!"

Mr. Smith bore a look of pure disgust at the cub's begging for a moment, sneering down at the kid, before he adjusted himself. He stepped closer until his knees bumped with the edge of the bed. He slowly leant down and visibly snarled at the shivering, whimpering pup.

"This better not happen again, or I'll do more than just tell you off. You know I don't play favourites, Caleb." He remarked quietly, barely above a whisper. Caleb shakily nodded, and with a grunt, the boss had leant up and headed towards the door. He took one last glance back at the pup before he swiftly left the room.

Not minutes later, Caleb's computer pinged again. The kid hadn't moved from his spot in that time, and snapped back to reality upon hearing the sound. He tugged the laptop closer and opened the lid to read the message. It was from the receptionist, with the simple words: 'Are you okay?'.

Caleb shakily replied that he was, before setting the laptop aside. His heart was hammering in his chest and he was thoroughly terrified. He thought, for a second, that maybe it wasn't a good idea to carry on with this extended relationship with Declan, but a piece of his mind told him that love was stronger than that. He puffed out his chest and took a deep breath. He decided to keep going.

His laptop emitted another ping, and it was good news this time. Caleb scanned the message, and his heart soared. Declan was here for another session! The timing couldn't have been better. Quickly, the little pup smoothed himself over and delved into his drawer to grab a set of frilly pink panties. He knew it turned the wolf on to see them.

Just as Caleb got onto the bed, the door swung open to reveal Declan to him, who looked mildly surprised. The wolf stepped a little closer, dressed in a pair of jeans and a loose shirt. He appeared a little apprehensive, and Caleb could see he was hesitant.

"Declan? What's the matter?" Caleb asked, as innocent as can be, and he sat up, scooting closer. He reached for the wolf's hand, who shrank away from him. Declan looked unsure.

"Look, Caleb...I just don't think we should be doing this anymore. I thought it'd be better to come to you in person so you don't go around my house again, but..." The wolf fought with his words and eventually managed to figure out what to say. "It's getting too deep for me. I've got way too much to lose if this gets out, and..."

He trailed off, watching the pup's face fall from it's usual cheerful demeanour into something more solemn and upset. The German Shepherd forced his quivering lip to stay still as he clenched his fists.

"But we get along so well." Caleb began, his voice shaky. "You don't even like Miriam. She's never nice to you. I'm nice to you."

Declan would see the pup was getting worked up, and he rounded around to the side of the bed, sitting down and gently patting Caleb's shoulder.

"Look, kid, I'm sorry, but it's just...this is way too risky. I'm a guy in an office, okay? If anyone knew I was meeting up to..." He couldn't even stand to say what acts they got up to. "Well, I'd be put away for a long time, and I don't want that."

"Y...You're all I have." Caleb weakly replied, unable to stave his wobbling lip anymore. Tears bubbled up to his eyes and he blubbered, begging, praying silently that he'd stay. Declan looked a little shocked for a moment, not realising that the kid was so badly that into him that he wanted him to stay.

Caleb moved backwards on the bed and held up the phone. He flipped it open to reveal the picture, and Declan's jaw set. This is not where he wanted the conversation to go.

"Caleb. I need you to delete that pi--"

"I'll tell everyone." Caleb blurted out, trying to keep his voice low as he wiped his tears, though they still fell fresh around his cheeks. "You go, and I'll tell everyone what you did. Everyone''ll know."

Declan paused for a moment as he weighed his options. He couldn't let this continue. How hard would it be to just snatch the phone out of the kid's hand? Probably relatively easy if he kept still. But he didn't want to upset the kid anymore, yet it's not as if Caleb needed evidence. The laws were so fucked nowadays that all he had to do was say and Declan would be put away. Desperation flared up inside the wolf as he fought with his options.

Caleb watched Declan internally fight with himself, and a smile played upon his lips. Did he finally have the wolf in his grasp? Maybe he could get him to do what he wanted now, rather than having to pray that Declan would do what he wanted to do.

"H...Hah...Yeah, now you have to do what I want or else I'll tell everyone." Caleb silently relished the sudden grasp of power he had as he scooted closer. "I want you to stay with me, here, tonight. All night."

Declan tensed up as he tried to figure a way out of this. His heart pounded in his chest and he darted his eyes left and right, panicking. He didn't want this. But he didn't know what to do.

Caleb giggled, happy that he finally had a hold on the wolf. With a light push, he forced Declan down onto his back, who nervously complied, still trying to find a way to unhinge himself from the pup's life. Caleb clambered on top of his lover and sat himself down on his crotch, grinning toothily.

"Good, good..." The pup panted, his eyes wild with hunger. He rolled his hips against Declan's crotch and felt the sheath below him swell and pulse through his jeans. The wolf grunted, unsure if he should go along with this or not. He didn't want to continue giving Caleb the wrong impression.

Slowly, the cub trailed his hands down and unbuttoned the wolf's jeans. Declan resigned to the idea and eventually aided in the attempt, slipping his jeans past his hips and tugging his boxers down enough to reveal his growing member. The pink tip pulsed out of his sheath and swelled in earnest against the cub's cute panties.

No words were exchanged as the two rolled and bumped against each other, Caleb's tight rump sliding against the growing cock as Declan slowly humped up against his kid. He was soon as half-mast, and Caleb deemed it sizeable enough. He moved himself up and slipped his panties to the side so that his pucker could nestle against the warm member. He angled his lover's cock upwards, and the wolf's tapered tip speared the pup's tight entrance, slowly sliding inside. Declan let out a soft groan, his hands moving up to grip Caleb's hips. He squeezed, almost encouragingly, as Caleb slipped down, sinking himself down inch by inch.

The air was filled with their hot grunts and pants, their bodies slowly gyrating with one-another as they partook in intimate love-making. Declan slowly pumped his member in and out, sinking in a good few inches and pulling back just a little, so that his member could push in deeper each time. The tight inner tunnel squeezed and flexed around his canine member.

Caleb rolled his head back and let out a small groan as he bounced his rump up and down upon Declan's thick meat, his rump slapping down against the knot and sliding up a good number of inches each time. His own little cock was pushing against the cute panties, demanding release as Declan slowly began to sped up. He humped along with the pup, his balls slapping up into Caleb's ass as small growls and grunts escaped from his mouth.

He already began to feel his orgasm approaching. His short pants turned into half-baked moans as he humped up higher and higher, faster and faster. Caleb leant forwards and placed his hands on the wolf's chest to steady himself, relaxing his body and just letting his adult lover thrust into his tight, young rump.

"F-Fuck..." Declan huffed out and gritted his teeth. His thrusts slowed as his grip tightened on the pup's hips. He tugged Caleb down onto his swelling knot, his member pulsing and throbbing as his climax shot up his spine. He let out a small, restrained grunt as the knot attempted to force its way inside.

It wouldn't go, but Declan'd orgasm was already approaching. He huffed and desperately tried to thrust up into him as his orgasm swept over his body. He let out a slow groan as his cock pulsed, spurting thick strings of sticky fluids up into the pup's insides, spreading out into his most intimate depths. Caleb wriggled his rump and rolled his hips around, squeezing down onto the knot as the cum coated his inner tunnel.

Declan huffed and panted, his eyes lidded over as his orgasm faded as soon as it had begun. He flopped back, spent and exhausted, as the pup sat atop him, giggling to himself. The pup rolled his hips around, flexing the member inside him as he milked the cock for the final remnants of it's seed.

"Atta boy..." Caleb huffed, a grin spreading across his face. "W...We can keep this up, right? Just come by when I want you to, yeah? Or else word gets out..."

Caleb didn't know why he was so eager to blackmail Declan. Maybe it was desperation. He wanted to keep the wolf around simply out of love for him. Or maybe it was something else entirely. Declan's jaw tensed as he stared up at the cub, taking deep breaths. He couldn't let this happen to him.

His desperation flared up again, and he snapped.

Just as Caleb was about to say something else, Declan flipped them over and pinned the pup down onto the bed. He tugged his cock from the cub's rump and let it hang in the air, coated in thick seed. At first, the cub thought he was being kinky, but then the wolf enclosed his hands around Caleb's neck and squeezed. The kid faltered or a moment, his eyes wild and confused, before he felt the grip tighten. He gasped for air, kicking and thrashing as Declan stared down at the pup, tears forming in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, I didn't want this..." Declan sobbed out as he squeezed his hands around Caleb's throat. "But you've left me no choice. I can't go to jail...I can't!"

The pup tried to speak, to beg for his life as his wind-pipe was crushed under the powerful grip. His little legs kicked out against the bed and his mouth hung open. His hands flailed about, pushing at Declan's face and neck to try and get him to stop. Tears rolled down his cheeks as he tried to shake his head.

The pup's writhing began to weaken and he desperately dug his fingers into Declan's forearms, barely making a dent. He struggled to breathe, making weak grunts of protest as Declan continued to squeeze, harder and harder.

Then, just like that, Declan threw himself off the cub, staring down at his hands. Caleb took a huge gulp of air and sat up, coughing uncontrollably. He slowed and took deep breaths, rubbing his bruised throat.

"No...I'm not...I'm not a murderer." He panicked, wiping his forehead as he stared at the gasping pup. He shook his head again. How could he have done this? How could he try to murder someone, of all things? Men do desperate things when under pressure and backed into a corner, but to do this was simply immoral.

"It's okay, Declan, it's okay." Caleb gasped out, trying to smooth this over, but the fear was evident in his eyes. "I...I'm sorry, I was mean. I shouldn't have said those things. Please, stay, p--"

"No." Declan replied firmly, his emotions whirling around his head like a hurricane. "I can't be around you or here right now."

The wolf turned and strode to the door, tugging up his jeans as he heard the cub faintly sob behind him. Declan pelt a pang of guilt, but enough was enough. He strode through the door and shut it behind him, leaving Caleb to cry in the dim light of his room.

After a long time of sobbing to himself, Caleb looked down at his phone and flipped it open. He stared at the blurry photo he had of the two of them. His body and mind were numb as he thumbed over the keypad. He had Declan's number memorised. Before he even comprehended what he was doing, he had selected the picture to send, and keyed in Declan's mobile number. He sent it to him.

A tiny smile placed on his face, his eyes steely as he followed it up with a text message, simply saying: 'Come back or they'll know'. His grin grew wider as he bore a slightly crazed look in his eye.

"Mine."