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A stable marriage had always been what Ian and Cass had. Cass worked her hardest to keep the money coming in, but also out of her personal interest as she truly with all her heart desired to advance her career. Ian had retired from his passions to let his body mend after he had pushed himself too far but that had not stopped him from being a passionate lover and a husband that kept things relatively tidy. The morning between them was something sweet whenever Cass could afford to wake up a little bit later, or didn’t have work at all. There were times when she expected him to greedily pull her away from work, for him to show that passion during the times when she had to wake up early but he was always so patient with her until he could let loose. Today was another day where she could clock in late and had little to do anyway since she was working from home and blitzed through her assignments easily enough. No meetings either so her eyes remained closed even when she woke up. Ian would always nestle close to her during these types of days, and she could feel his warmth pressing nearer, but what caught her off guard were his lips. Mouth met mouth, parting and melding together before tongues got to work. She was surprised by the fervor of the kiss, by the sudden head and the thickness of his tongue. Her drowsy mind couldn’t register the difference quite yet, but her heart and body found it exciting all the same. Had it been so long since husband and wife had shared such a connection, had his patience finally cracked? Regardless, it would be just fine if she sank to this heat for a bit more and let him do what he wanted. That being said, as she started to wake a bit more she noticed oddities. A stray touch across her cheeks did not feel like his hand but felt much softer than that, there was also the matter of the difference in the general shape of his mouth. It couldn’t have been her husband. Slowly, she blinked open her eyes to see glowing green staring at her. The touch at her cheek was his ribbons, and as he looked into her gaze, he continued the kiss rather than pulling away. Her own aqua eyes were reflected in the vision of the pokemon stealing such a tender kiss from her. Kal had to be using charm on her, this had to be a dream; because her body felt warm throughout. Was it because she knew that he had the capacity to think about her in such a way? Had it been the moment she stared at his erection between his hind legs the other day? Regardless, she allowed the kiss to continue. Warm spittle transferred between lips and swirled along their tongues. Kal seemed to realize she was awake and aware, and with that realization, he got up. He did not stop kissing her, did not stop his tongue from dipping down deep into her maw, but instead moved over her body as if to pin her down while the kiss continued. A little growl escaped the space between their lips and she felt a tremble trailing down her spine. Ian had been joking when he said that they were all married now, that they were all three in a union, but now she couldn’t help but think he had been serious. She had brushed it aside and pretended that she felt nothing at the idea. Except, right now she could feel her heart beating faster and faster as excitement continued to build. Again she had to think that she must be being charmed, that some sort of psychic move was being used on her mind to make her mush-brained and pliable for this primal pokemon’s passion. And so, she allowed this dream to continue for just a bit more.

Kal at this moment was in utter bliss. His own paradise given a tangible form. The cool air surrounding him was nothing compared to the embers burning in his heart. The sparks of his desire kept his mouth rooted to the lips of the woman beneath him. How many times had he dreamed of this moment, how many times had he wondered how he might steal her away? And yet, it had been through the kindness of the man married to Cass that had allowed him this precious moment. All night he had been teased, all night the plan had been whispered in his ear. Ian would go out for a walk, and a long one at that during the morning. The door shutting would be his opportunity to move. The interest that she had plainly shown had been explained to him, along with every little weak spot the woman had. One of his ribbons moved through the tip of her shirt to curl around her chest, to squeeze gingerly over the nipple. She squeaked and he shuddered in utter delight as he realized that he was the one causing this, that he was the one making her sigh and breath out, that her pleasured trembling was his fault. He almost went wild right there and then but there was more to do to cement this as a thing of romance. Even now he had veered off plan just a bit. He had been supposed to take it nice and slow, making little suggestions and revealing more of himself until he was able to secure a kiss, but Ian had also said that he was free to go a bit wild.

Lips and tongue were freed now as the pokemon moved over her to pin her to the bed with his body trapping her. She didn’t move as Kal raised a claw and grabbed onto her shirt to rip it freeing her breasts. Finally, the spell broke and Cass gasped, “Kal!

That wasn’t a sign to stop, wasn’t even close to it. Besides that, Kal felt too blissful at this very moment. He felt strange. Odder than when he had first enjoyed his passions with Ian. It was as if nothing truly mattered except for the woman beneath him, and as if he were entirely in control of everything happening. His eyes seemed to gleam a shade brighter, and his ribbons moved along her chest to curl around them and squeeze. That softness brought a shuddering through his body along with the sound of her voice breaking to let out little squeaks and sighs as he massaged her tits. He stood over her with his claws at either side of her head, his mouth down against her own draining every drop of sense from her lips as her eyes became half-lidded moons hazy with lust. Kal would pull his lips away with a little pop to watch her melting expression, to see her panting and opening her mouth trying to utter little denials before he would dip his tongue into her maw and continue the wet kiss again.

Sticky warmth clung to his mouth in strands of spittle shared between their lips. That same cloying heat reflected in his mind. As much control as he exerted over this situation, Kal still felt like he was also melting. The opportunity was emboldening, her little sighs and trembles urged him onward, but it felt as though soon he would not be able to hold back this primal lust stirring deep within him. It told him that he should not have stopped at her shirt, that he should have ripped all of her clothes and turned them to tatters before pouncing on her, that he should have bent her over right now and taken her. These thoughts brought a shudder to his hips. He thrust and ground against the air, pushing and pumping while his lips continued to meld against hers. Each thrust against the coolness of the room pushed a bit more of his shaft free of that primal sheath until it was out all the way. He didn’t want to stop, didn’t want to let it end so soon.

Kal pulled his mouth off of hers just to start licking her chest, his tongue pushing down against the softness of her breast before dragging over her nipple over and over again. Cass brought a hand up to the back of his head and he wasn’t sure if she would try to pull him away or not, but all she did was keep her twitching fingers hovering over his head as if she were having a hard time deciding what to do. He couldn’t help but smirk and raise one glowing eye at the woman struggling with her own desires. She stared at him with those half-mooned eyes, stared at him with her mouth open as she breathed out pure steam between them. To dominate her completely, to make her his he would have to apply a bit more pressure. How rough did he want to be? How mean could he be without pushing this too far? These little doubts were brushed aside as he remembered Ian’s kisses against his ear telling him to go as wild as he wanted.

Finally, Kal stopped licking her chest, ribbons retracting allowing Cass to speak, “Hey, buddy. Maybe we should stop, huh? Don’t think you really wanna cross this line with me, right? You and Ian were just teasing. There’s no way that this could be real. No way that it could feel this good.”

Her words were lines of mist said through breathy sighs and shaky tones, her fingers trailing along the back of his head in a familiar touch that had him purring. Kal leaned against her touch and pushed forward, walking until his cock hovered just above her face. The digits that had been sliding down his back stopped moving entirely now. He let her see his desire in full, let her see how pent up he had been this entire time. She had stared at him the previous night, looked at his cock with such glancing interest, and now she had it right there for her viewing pleasure. There was something so freeing about showing her this side of himself, something that brought him such ecstasy as he shuddered above her. Kal could push himself against her mouth, could hold her head with his claws to let her know what was happening, but instead, he waited. The gentle cold of the room trailed around him and did nothing to ease the heat of his entire form. Light filtered in from the windows making it impossible to ignore that twitching length hanging between his legs. His ribbons curled nearby ready to reach down and grasp and grope her but he kept them at bay for now waiting, waiting for her move first. He already knew what he could do, so maybe this was just a little bit of mischief, a bit of revenge for all the time he had spent waiting.

The fingers of the woman he loved touched his side and he shuddered in response as he felt them slip low and around, through his fur and against his hide as she muttered, “You’ve been hiding this from me every night, huh? Guess I really am stupid sometimes. So busy with work I didn’t even see how smart you were, didn’t see what your love was. It's no wonder you and Ian banded together like that.” She then whispered, “Naughty boys.”

That sent a spike of excitement through his spine that was further driven in by her fingers trailing the side of his shaft. He couldn’t help but let his voice vibrate outward, “I’ve loved you for so long. So long waiting for you to look at me, so long being loyal and pretending to be a simple beast. Now that you can see me, I want you to hear me too and understand how wrong you were.”

Cass gasped quietly, her fingers jolting against his cock. A moment passed, a few shuddering breaths escaping from his maw before Cass finally responded, “I don’t mind if we have a bit of fun, Kal, but I don’t know if I’ll ever belong to anyone else other than Ian. Whatever you two have going on, I guess I’ll understand, but still.”

He thrust his hips forward and growled while drool dripped from his sharpened fangs and his words cut through the air, “Oh, I’m sure that you’ll belong to me after we’re done here. This morning is mine. This day is mine. You are mine.”

Kal could have said that with any sort of purity but hearing her say that she wasn’t sure if she could belong to him had brought something untamed and wild out of him. It almost felt like his fangs were sharper, his entire being more sensitive as he dug his claws into the bed. He waited for her next move but he could feel the trembling on her fingers. Frightened? Or excited? He was continually surprised to find how passionate and wild she enjoyed things, and Ian had promised him as such. Kal hadn’t expected it to be this easy but now he wasn’t sure if he could handle any hitches. He wanted love returned for every day he had spent as a simple pet, every day he had been told that his love could never be anything more than a puppy’s loyalty.

Ribbons curled around her chest again, one looping around her neck like a collar, never squeezing tight but remaining there as a sign of their union. Every touch he laid upon her caused her to shudder and gasp. Each of those gasps spread warm breaths along the top of his shaft. Her fingers were still twitching, still at a moment of uncertainty as if she still could not decide whether or not she wanted to go through with this. When he looked down at her to check on her in a moment of clarity free of the haze of his lust, Kal saw something that emboldened him further. Her cheeks were bright and red, and a smile was clear on her face as she stared at his cock. Looking forward with more confidence, he purred and urged his hips forward to drag his shaft along her lips. It didn’t take long before she got the signal and opened her mouth. He didn’t need or want her hand right now as he had been pet far too much all of his life. What he wanted right now was to take charge, to take the love that he deserved. The warmth of her mouth did not thrill him so much as her sudden tender touch on his thighs. Her fingers brushed through the fur as if urging him forward, and he took that message to heart as he dipped into her maw deeper and deeper. Kal pushed his primal shaft along her tongue, heat breathing out of him as he clung to her head. It seemed like she was perfectly adjusted to this treatment because even as his crotch hit her nose, she did not gag or sputter from the pulsing thing in her mouth. Instead, her hands were massaging his thighs in small circles. One moved to cup his balls, digits kneading gingerly as he started to move.

Back and forth his hips went at a steady pace at first before he thrust in firmly one time. That got a little sputter out of her but her fingers continued their massage. Kal continued to thrust and push and continued to amp up the strength of his movements. He couldn’t help but grin as he felt her fingers slipping away from his body, as he felt her weaken just a bit under his strength. Domination felt nice for a change when he had been traditionally the pet. What was even better was the warm wetness of her maw surrounding his shaft. His cock was constantly grinding against her tongue and he wouldn’t last long at this rate. Even now his knot was pulsing and swelling, the base of his shaft kissing against her lips now rather than sliding inside easily. He thought of pulling out and giving her a warning at least but he couldn’t help himself. His claws dragged against the side of her head as he clung tighter onto her, the sylveon’s hips moving at a constant rhythm as the twitching of his shaft grew violent. Hot cum lanced out the tip of his shaft and into her mouth. He heard her squeak in surprise at the sudden load and felt her shudder as every twitch of his shaft produced more and more of his virile seed. Kal let out a purring groan, his hips unable to stop as he bred and marked her throat. He even pulled back just enough to let her taste it properly, to let his shaft paint her tongue in his color, his seed.

When he was finished, he pushed his hips forward to grind her nose against the crotch one last time before pulling out slowly. The tip slipped free with a wet pop, a splatter of his seed painting her chest as she coughed, “You were seriously more pent up than I thought buddy.”

He ignored her words and moved between her legs, gleaming eyes peering up at her while he moved his mouth onto her crotch. His fangs made short work of her panties to get them out of the way, the tatters scattering across the room as Cass uttered a squeak. Cass opened her mouth to say something, but it ended in a moan as he let his fat tongue out of his maw to drag along her cunt and up to her crotch. Kal closed his eyes and ignored her squeaks and squabbles, her little words that could not fully slip free. His ribbons had moved down her body to grasp her thighs, to slowly spread her legs while his tongue continued to show her the pleasure he could provide with all of his love. That roaring lust was still waiting for a chance to come out again but for now, he would give her this loving kiss. That being the case, he wasn’t sure how long he could last before he needed to mount her. Even now he could feel his twitching member begging for that true rawness, that true mark that would make her his this morning.

While someday he might find himself satisfied with licking her until she was bursting with satisfaction, that was not what he desired right now. Hadn’t he waited long enough? He dragged his tongue up to her crotch once more and pulled away to stare at her to see if she would move the way he wanted. Cass stared, her chest shaking. What he wanted could be seen clearly between his legs, presented to her as he turned to the side just enough to let her see. He could take her from the front right now but he didn’t feel like that would be enough. She had been left teased and wet, eager for more, had she not? It didn’t take too long before she turned over onto her stomach and brought her hips up in the air. Yes! Finally!

Kal rumbled in utter joy as he mounted her, as he grasped onto her hips to cling tight while his own began working. He thrust and thrust, not caring if he entered or not at first. The simple act of his shaft bouncing against her leg, of his cock dragging along her crotch was enough to make it known that he was claiming her. Every movement let out a little clap as his body struck her rear, and alongside that sound was her shuddering breaths waiting for it to happen. He at least managed to slow down to savor what was happening. In fact, he stopped. Kal pressed his weight to her back, his claws digging into her sides just a bit while he lapped away at the skin just below her neck. He kept his shaft pressed against her crotch, kept it measured along her abdomen so she could feel what was going to be inside of her. That’s right. He could take all the time he needed. Even if Ian came back he could keep this up and know that Ian would only cheer him on. Such a thought made him grin in pure delight. It would be fantastic to hear such loving encouragement from the woman’s husband, such lustful words coming from the man that he also loved would drive him mad. Already he could feel the drool dripping from his fangs, the desire that had already been burning gathering together ready to blow. He pulled his hips back slowly and lined his shaft up with her heat but not before his ribbons curled around her arms to massage, to let her know that it was him right there on her back. It was an extra little sign but with the added effect of reminding her that everything he did was deliberate and with thought. He loved her, he wanted her, and he had the capacity to feel and think about those things, and had the capacity to still feel the ache of her rejections.

As he felt that wound opening again, he heard her voice suddenly cause his ears to prick up, “Please, stop teasing me so much.” And again clearer she whined, “Please just take me already.”

How could he resist? Whatever wound he felt being picked at sealed again as he heard those words. The sound sent a tremble down his spine, and again he started to move his hips. Slow this time for now, nice and gentle until he felt the tip start breaching her insides. With one solid movement, he thrust in as deep as he could. Warmth surrounded his shaft, those tight inner walls gripping onto his member as he kept on pumping forward faster and faster. At the same time, he bit down on her shoulder to let his claim be known in full. She gasped at this and seemed to complain about how rough he was being but her words were drowned out in the rhythm of primal heat. Whatever she had to say seemed to fade into moans, into gasps and sweet sighs that circled the air above them as he continued moving. Even if this love he harbored would not be truly given back to him, at the very least he could mark her as his own at this moment. He bolted forward with that thought and slammed his hips with all of his might while hissing aloud to let his pleasure be known. At the same time, he did not sink his fangs in as hard as he would like, he did not dig his claws in as deep either. He loved her in truth and held back his most primal instincts to make sure that she would still be okay after this. That being said, even holding back he could feel her body shaking, her arms struggling to hold her up against his onslaught. It became easier for her to simply let her front drop, her cheek pressed to the bed and her hair strewn about in a mess. He purred at the sight, he licked her shoulder instead of biting as he watched her submit every bit of herself to him. Even now he could feel his knot already starting to swell again, he could feel his need to breed her pushing him at the same feverish pace.

Would she tell him not to knot her? Of course, she might, but he didn’t give her any warning. That swollen bulb at the base of his shaft was forced in with a wet pop, one of his hind legs pressing against her ass as he raised himself to grind his cock downward into her cunt. Cass was a mewling mess, an adorable thing that he couldn’t help but love. He rested his cheek on the back of her neck and purred as he felt his climax begin. His throbbing shaft released a flood of warm seed inside of her, each added rope causing her to huff and groan to the bed. He felt a glow similar to when he had evolved, a pride that burst through him causing him to grin and push his snout into the air. Her womb was being painted with his seed and even if that seed did not take, he would be sure to pump more and more into her until she did. After all, these sorts of relations were a mystery, so why couldn’t a human bear a pokemon’s egg?

When he finally finished and decided on pulling out of her with a push of his hind paw against her rear, he couldn’t help but notice that she didn’t react much. He moved around to the edge of the bed toward her front, ribbons touching her head to tilt it just a bit. It was at that point that he noticed that her eyes were shut. Asleep? A warm little smile touched his expression as he leaned down to plant his head against hers. Had he been that rough with her? Or maybe it was just too early in the morning for this type of revelation and intensity. Regardless he kissed her forehead and decided to take it easy on her for now. Sure, he had planned much more but cumming once had given him the clarity for a little mercy. For now at least. Oh the fun he planned, oh the joy he felt simply from the idea that he could now freely express himself. He moved to the bottom of the bed mostly to pace about, mostly to hum and purr to himself while letting the gears in his head crank.

“Enjoying yourself?” Said a quiet voice by the door.

Kal stopped with a jolt and turned to see Ian at the door wearing a small smile. The man slipped out of a jacket while Kal raised his chin, “Absolutely. You were right about everything.”

Ian sat on the bed next to Kal while peering over at the aftermath of Kal’s fun and he chuckled, “Wore her out before work? Thought I told you to at least take it a little bit easy on her.”

He sniffed and tilted his head, one ear twitching and an eye closed as he muttered, “You don’t see me on her right now, do you?”

A shiver ran through Kal’s body as Ian wrapped an arm around his body and brought him against the human’s side, “Nope, but I see a passed out and satisfied woman that I wouldn’t want to bother. Luckily, I’ve got you.”

Playing coy, Kal rolled his eyes and sniffed, “And what does that mean?”

“It means that no matter how much you stake your claim, I’ll be the one in charge of both of you.” Ian replied quietly.

Kal snickered and looked up at Ian, “Seriously? I just had my way with the woman I’ve been pining after for years! I don’t really think I’m in the mood to just let you do whatever you let alone let you say that you’re in charge. Now, if you really want something then you could always—”

Those words were left vibrating in the air as Ian cupped his cheek gingerly and leaned down to bring him into a soft kiss. It was such a weak movement. Such a meek and pathetic expression that would never match up to the heat that he felt in his heart. So why then could he not bite back? Why then could he feel his fangs dull and the fire in his gut begin to peter out? Ian’s kisses were so gentle, so loving, the touch at his cheeks gentle and soft as both hands massaged his face. When they separated, he could hear Ian uttering little whispers of encouragement and pride that made his heart flutter. Absolute bastard. Ian had claimed dominance but this wasn’t dominance at all. This was nothing more than Kal letting himself be tamed. And he just couldn’t fight it. This love was what he had been given when he had been neglected for so long, his bitterness brushed aside by someone who genuinely wanted him in the first place. Cass had been his first love, his desire above everything else, but Ian now occupied a place in his heart that he could not easily overlook. That alone put a collar around his neck, that alone meant that Ian held the leash and he would happily follow whatever the man wanted.

When their lips separated once more, Ian bit down on the black line of Kal’s bottom lip before muttering, “See? I’m in charge.”

The fluttering and fuzziness he felt turned to mild irritation and fluster as he rumbled, “Pushing it a bit much for someone within biting distance.”

Ian grinned and returned to his gentle nature, kisses along the neck causing Kal’s rumbling to shift into a steady purr as words danced through his fur, “Bite if you need to. I don’t mind. Cass will probably be asleep for a while meaning we have all the time we need, and all the time I need to assert myself.” Kal shuddered at a sudden change in tone as Ian pressed his teeth to the sylveon’s neck, biting firmly before huffing, “You know, seeing Cass like that makes me wanna go nuts. You think you were the only one neglected? So busy with work and here she is, but I let you have the morning this time. Not to worry, though. I have you right now.”

Kal was left sitting there on his haunches while blinking as Ian pulled back with a small smile. The silence was cut apart by the crunch of a zipper being pulled down. His eyes were drawn to Ian’s lap where he was unbuttoning his jeans, where his fingers were pushing apart the fly to let him slip free of those things easier. Boxers beneath the pants revealed a bulge that was steadily growing, a pitched tent that was outlined by fingers tempting him to come closer. In his heart, he still felt like a dominant male ready to pounce at any moment but the sight had something else swelling inside of him. Those gentle kisses, the sudden heat from Ian. It reminded him of how good it felt to submit as well, how nice it felt to be cared for by a stronger male. It annoyed him just a bit to think that he was surrendering control so easily. Even then, he got up to walk toward the man’s lap, to dip his face between the man’s legs to bite down on the waist of Ian’s boxers. He didn’t tear them apart but instead pulled them down to let that beautiful cock out into the air and just a little bit more to air out the balls beneath it. How simple he could be, how easy Kal found himself melting to a little phrase like, “Good boy.”

That’s all it took, yeah? All it took for him to retract his claws and purr like a simple pet. Yeah. That’s all it took. He dragged his tongue along the top of the man’s shaft, his eyes shut as he got into the flow of working towards Ian’s pleasure. Up and down he moved his tongue, from the base of the shaft up to the tip while lapping away beads of sweat. Gentle digits pushed through the fur of his head, nails scratching behind his ears while he was called a good boy yet again. Praise was peppered onto him with such sweet tones, with such loving sighs, and it was hard to say whether he preferred this or going wild. Regardless, he kept on licking until he opened his eyes and was staring at a fully erect dick.

Before he could take the tip into his mouth, a set of fingers cupped his chin and Ian muttered, “Say you love me.”

He frowned a bit more out of embarrassment than anything else, eyes shifting into half-mooned hearts as he breathed out, “I love you.”

A thumb pushed against his lips urging them to part, his mouth soon closed around the digits with his fangs secured around it as Ian chuckled, “Good boy. Now, say that I’m in charge. Admit it, pup.”

His fangs tightened a bit around the digit in his maw, his eyes still half-mooned but a rumble escaped his throat as he fought with conflicting emotions until he could not help but admit, “You’re in charge, lover. I belong to you. We belong to you.” He then bit down just a bit harder, Ian wincing in response as he growled around the digits pushing against his tongue, “But you really are pushing it.”

Ian slipped his thumb out of Kal’s maw and snickered, “Sorry. It's cute seeing you obedient but then again, maybe I shouldn’t apologize. Maybe I should just lean down, and bite you by the ear.”

The human brought his mouth down over Kal’s ear, and at first, he thought of it as silly. It was a stupid gesture, but as soon as he felt the nip of teeth over one of his ears his entire body jolted as if a current had been passed through him, “Hey!” He growled, or at least tried to growl.

For a moment, Ian pulled back while touching his cheek, “Are you okay?”

Kal’s cheeks were flushed red, his eyes darting elsewhere while he tried to process the feeling of enjoying having his ear bitten. Was it the symbolism behind it? Or was it simply how Ian was acting right now? Kal wasn’t used to this tenderness. There had been love in what they had done but the tenderness right now felt so different. It was a lack of anxiety on the back, a lack of thought that what they were doing was wrong. It allowed him to experience every little thing that Ian had to offer, and part of him found it endlessly frustrating just as the rest of him found it oh too enticing.

A gentle kiss was laid on his ear, one that sent another current through him as Ian whispered, “Sorry, Kal. Have I been too mean to you? I figured it’d be right down your alley if I started acting a bit more like that but if you want me to stop I can just hold you for a little bit.”

Flustered, warm beyond compare, Kal managed to utter his heart and thoughts, “Too mean? Too mean?! You gave me love when I thought that I would live this life as a toy tossed in the corner. You gave me passion when I thought that I’d have to find it out in the woods of all places! These games you’re playing right now are dangerous, but only because they’re lighting such a fire in me.” He then pulled away from Ian’s touch to walk forward onto the bed, his tail lifting and his head turning to look back at Ian while he breathed out, “So, do whatever you want me with me and take your place.”

He could hear the sound of clothing shifting behind him, and feel the weight on the bed nearing him. Digits grasped his rear to spread it apart, a lover’s kiss planted on his offered hole. Kal breathed out in pure delight as he felt gentle fingers cupping his balls, as the man behind him licked and lapped away at his puckered star. Warm drool slipped into his ass, the feeling melting and sloshing around his mind as he tried to keep himself steady. The touch soon parted with one last squeeze for good measure. A bottle was opened, a familiar coolness being spread over his ass, and two digits slid inside easily enough. This feeling of being filled, of having something in his ass had become a familiar routine. He purred as he was stretched and cared for. Ian would take his time no matter how many times this had happened. Losing his patience and going wild could wait until after, and even then, Ian had built a resistance to letting himself go too crazy. Kal could notice that his touches were always deliberate, his kisses and his passion always placed in the right direction. It almost made him feel like a common beast in comparison. Perhaps at some point, he’d like to improve on that himself a bit to keep his mind together while he was rocking his hips, but right now he sighed and moaned to let his pleasure be known as he bucked his rear back to help those probing fingers dig in deeper.

Each finger slid out one after the other, a thumb pushing against that precious spot in circles as if to tease before also pulling away. He waited patiently as Ian's lubed cock slid up to his ass, the head poking against his prepared rear. Fingers took hold of his rear to spread it wide, most likely giving Ian the perfect show as that thick human dick began to slide into his rear inch by inch. Even now, Ian could go as wild as he wanted, could buck and grow like a wild creature, but the human took his sweet time. He kept on rocking forward steadily, both of them breathing out their pleasure into the air as it all became haze and mist. The fingers spreading his rear pushed through the softness of his fur up his sides and around to the paws up at the front where Ian grasped firmly. A kiss was placed on his cheek that caught his attention, his head turning enough to share in an embrace of mouth-on-mouth as the man’s hips began to move with purpose.

One quick thrust took Ian to the root, balls pressed together while their kiss continued. Kal shuddered but kept his stability solid as his insides were suddenly assaulted. Ian’s movements which were so kind and gentle before started to gather a heated tempo. Each thrust presented more strength, each push added a bit more speed until his body was being jolted forward. Yes, this overbearing heat was something that he loved. This desire that proved without a doubt that he was wanted. Submitting meant that he could not even dare deny the love being showered on him, and he certainly felt the full weight of it inside of him. Throbbing heat grinding against his inner walls digging deeper and pounding against his senses at a constant rate. He grinned against that kiss, he beamed and smiled his hardest as he tried to force himself to carry any doubts before they were pounded away by the girth inside of him.

“Look at you, smiling so much because of Cass?” Ian asked after pulling apart just a breath away.

Kal sighed in such sweet delight, “No. It’s because of you. How can I feel bad about myself, how can I feel unloved when you’re so passionate with me? When you do everything you can to show me how it feels to be loved. No wonder Cass loves you.”

“That is why I love him.” Muttered a voice from nearby. They both turned to see Cass lying on her stomach with her cheek resting in her arms, her eyes turned toward them and a smile on her face, and before they stopped, Cass chuckled, “Keep going. I’m enjoying the show.”

Ian kept on pounding in while Kal’s ears fell flat against his head and he looked away. It felt so strange to be seen in this position but Ian could still confidently speak, “I take it you’re happy with the arrangement?”

Cass shrugged, “If anything, I’m annoyed for not realizing Kal’s heart in the first place. Part of me wants to say that I’d rather we just keep it to sex but I really can’t just deny those sweet hearts of yours, now can I? Seeing you two interacting especially melts my little heart to bits.”

Again he felt his cheeks warm but at the same time, Kal rumbled, “So we’re just cute?”

A hand touched his cheek gingerly while he felt Ian’s pace growing a bit rougher, perhaps in response to his stupidity. He turned his head while grunting to see Cass looking at him, and she said with a grin, “Yup. Adorable. Cute, and that’s part of the reason why I love both of you. You make me smile. You make everything warm and fuzzy and I like that. I like it when Ian makes me stop so I can’t help but feel loved, and I liked what you did because I couldn’t deny that love either. Maybe I’m a little weird, but I’ve always been a little weird. I could tell you more about how me and Ian first met so you could get to know me a bit better.”

Getting fucked in the ass while such words were given to him perhaps was too much for his mind to process, it didn’t help that Ian wasn’t going easy on him either. The bastard was even chuckling while he struggled to utter a response, “Uh, I suppose that sounds nice.”

She then kissed his nose and hummed, “Good, now…I wanna see Ian really make you cry.”

Kal coughed, “What?”

She sat up with her arms crossed, grin still stretched on her features as she watched Ian take hold of his ears and pulled back while thrusting in harder, “I wanna see Ian really mess you up. One, because I love seeing my husband so happy and healthy, and two because you ruined my clothes.”

And so his rear was stuffed, his ears were tugged and all eyes were on him. Of all the things happening right now, it had to be the stares that affected him the most. The eyes watching him with a mixture of love and mischief, the glare behind him full of lust and passion. He couldn’t help but feel so vulnerable, so damn vulnerable, and yet loved at the same time. Even as his rear was being filled to the brim with a sudden gush of heat, Ian didn’t let him rest and pulled his ears back hard, teeth pressing on his neck to bite down harder than he had expected. He squeaked while being filled, he groaned while being bitten and marked from the inside out. And then he purred as he felt Cass touch his cheeks and kiss his lips gently to cap off the morning.

Their relationship had changed so much and would continue to change as they got used to one another but he no longer felt like he was being ignored. Even if somehow he ended up just as friends with Cass, or even needed to back away from a little affection. Perhaps he would be okay with that because he had been given a chance, a chance to express his full desire with all of his heart. But between these two and how passionate they actually were, he wasn’t sure that he was going to be let go of so easily. Of course, he was more than happy to be their little toy, so long as they gave him just as much love.