Catching Cole
Imported from SF2 with no description.
Hello, it's been a long time since I've tried to write anything, so I'm going to try and change that. This one is just me trying my hand at it again, it's nothing special but someone might get a kick out of it ;).
Catching Cole
“Fuckin’ been waiting all day for this,” I muttered to myself, closing the door behind me as I entered my room. That damn Fox has been pushing my buttons all day, talking about his musk kink. It didn’t help he let me sniff him; I was hit with a wave of earthy, spicy scent mixed with lavender and precum.
As I inhaled deeply, my cock throbbed in my paw from the scent, stroking it sent shivers down my spine. The pressure building in my balls made me whine softly, and I felt my face heat up. But when a click at the door broke my concentration, I was caught off guard.
“Hey Cole, have you seen my – Oh! Well, that explains where they went. Seriously?” his voice trailed off as he took in the scene before him.
My ear flicked in embarrassment at getting caught, but it only seemed to turn me on more. I glanced over at the Fox, who had a mischievous glint in his eye.
“You were the one who left them lying around,” I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper.
The fox shook his head and chuckled, “You close yet?”
“Almost... then someone barged in.” I growled playfully, my cock still throbbing in my paw. I looked over at the Fox, who was already stroking his own dick.
“You like how I smell wolf? Go ahead, breathe it in. Such a good boy, huff my musk and cum.”
That’s all I needed. With a roaring moan, I shot rope after rope of hot cum onto the floor. The fox joined me, twitching as he aimed his dick upwards, coating his shirt with his seed.
“D-damn fox….ain’t you supposed to be submissive?” I panted, my head swimming from the afterglow of my climax.
The Fox looked up at me, his eyes shining with excitement. “I couldn’t resist it, plus it looks like it helped...want help cleaning up? I kind of want to taste you.”
I nodded my head, and he got to work, moving in between my knees to lick up the cum off my cock and balls. By the time he was done, my dick had already retreated back into its sheath.
“I do want those back by the way,” the Fox said, motioning to his boxers still in my paw. I handed them back and grinned.
“Careful, they might go missing, and have to go looking again….maybe I might forget to close the door next time.”
And there will be a next time, ‘cause getting caught is kind of fun...