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It had been a fairly uneventful day for Russ so far, all things considered. The plant samples he had collected had all been average, and all the critters and wildlife he recorded were nothing out of the ordinary.

Others in his profession would've seen this day as a waste of time. The reasoning being; if nothing was out of the ordinary, that meant there was nothing to really report back. But for Russ it was a bit different. He didn't mind this at all. In fact, he found it rather calming.

Nothing strange going on essentially just turned this into a trip outside, which was especially nice for Russ since he could share this time with his partner.

He-like Russ-enjoyed the outdoors as well, almost certainly more than him. One could even say he was built for it. And he was such a joy to be around too. So caring, and eager to accompany Russ whenever he could. A bit clingy maybe, but he didn't mind.

Yup, he was a real 'take home to your parents' type of boyfriend. And he would, if only he wasn't a living, breathing Nargacuga.

As Russ resumed writing his report, he was interrupted by that same Nargacuga. A pleasant surprise, as the monster began to cuddle up against him, pressing his cheek against the human and nuzzling into him.

"Hey. What's up, big guy?" Laughed Russ, gliding his hands over his partners fine, pitch-black fur.

The Nargacuga let out a low growl, before opening its beak and dragging its tongue along the researcher's neck. Usually Russ wouldn't indulge the monster in stuff like this. If he did, he'd never get any work done.

But… Since all he was getting was regular activity, it didn't really matter. He could just make up the numbers later, no one would care. So he dropped his pencil, set his notebook to the side, and wrapped his arms tightly around the monster's large neck, joining him.

There were many differences between the two of them, but to Russ, those differences were what made the relationship feel so special and exciting. One particular feature of the Nargacuga that still managed to entrance him, was his eyes.

The eyes themselves were beautiful; a piercing yellow that gave Russ goosebumps whenever they fell on him. But what really made them stand out, were the striking red accents around them, giving them almost an otherworldly glow.

He can only imagine the fear it's prey would feel when confronted with even a glance.

"Thank Gog you like me." Laughed Russ, as he continued petting him.

The Nargacuga responded with a purr, before moving forward once again and throwing its arms around the researcher, enveloping him in a large, affectionate hug. While also being careful not to harm him with its razor sharp blades, of course.

Russ let out a small yelp at being tackled down to floor by his larger friend, and braced himself for the playful nudging that was soon to follow.

"Hard to believe you're actually a predator sometimes with that way you act." Russ teased, rubbing the sides of the monster in slow motions as it continued to nuzzle up against his chest and face.

Russ responded in kind by slipping his fingers under the monster's chin and giving him a few scratches. A warm, happy feeling swelled up in his chest when he heard it coo and start wagging its tail against the ground, thrashing some leaves away in the process. "Such a softie."

They went on like that for a while, with the Nargacuga being both incredibly clingy-yet careful-with its touches, while Russ entertained him. He had only recently started touching those soft pads on the monster's paws before it rose up on all fours and began pushing Russ to do the same.

"Alright, alright, I'm up. What do you want, Narg?" He asked, and was only met with another light push from the monster. And another, and another. Clearly it wanted him to go somewhere, but where? The direction the monster seemed to be goading him to was a bit strange.

It wasn't in the direction of the Research Base; which he knew the location of, since he had once helped guide the human back when he was lost. And it wasn't in the direction of his nest, since Russ knew from experience it was just to the east of them.

He looks back at the monster, to make sure he knows what he's doing. With a nod, and another nudge against his back, it seemed like he did. Russ shrugged. "Well, alright. Lead the way." He replied, letting the Nargacuga pass him by.

Russ thought briefly about taking his things with him, but decided against it. Nothing he had in his bag could help him more than the giant apex predator walking beside him anyway.

The walk to wherever Narga was taking him was peaceful for the most part. It was a bit of unknown terrain for Russ, so he was a bit weary about walking in areas where anything could just jump out at him. Noticing this, the Nargacuga had wrapped its tail around the human protectively-being very careful with the barbs-and even growled at anything that so much as looked at the researcher.

'It's nice having a bodyguard.' Russ thought, before pressing himself closer to the monster and petting his back as a form of gratitude.

After a few more minutes of walking, and the Nargacuga terrifying every poor creature in its path, they both reach a rather curious group of shrubs that appear to be covering an opening behind them. It was the type of thing that anyone would miss if they weren't actively looking for it. Then again, a Nargacuga wasn't exactly what most people would classify under "anybody."

Russ watches as his partner-without skipping a beat-crawls under the shrub. He hesitates a bit before following, he had on a really nice white overcoat (approved by the guild and everything!) He really didn't want to get it dirty, but he also didn't want to make his partner unhappy, especially after they'd come all this way.

So Russ decided to just suck it up and crawl under the bush. Screw the damn coat, he had a monster waiting for him.

Poking out from the bush, and emerging from the other side, the researcher had no words to describe what he saw; it was beautiful. Inside was a wide open grotto that seemed almost completely secluded from the forest surrounding it. Trees circled around it, and the only light that came through was from the few shining rays of light that pierced through the tree-tops, and down to the grass.

While Russ stood there in awe of the place, his Nargacuga took this opportunity to walk up to him and lick him, slowly, before pushing him onto the ground with the bare minimum amount of force. He then climbs atop the researcher, still licking him and murmuring happy little growls while doing so.

This was fine. More than fine, actually, he didn't mind getting some alone time with his monster and getting a bit intimate. They were basically "going out" to put it in the most basic of terms. It was nice, sometimes, to just lay back and spend some time together like any other couple.

And while Russ did enjoy a bit of amicable, pleasant touching between him and his monster friend… He did secretly hope there was something more to this. There just had to be.

Yes, this neat little area was quite the sight to see, and he was glad that Nargacuga had shown it to him, but with the way his partner had mounted him, it's rather large rump was seated right above his crotch, and it was having a rather lewd effect on him. And the feeling of having all this weight on top of him… Well, it wasn't exactly calming him down.

The Nargacuga had planted it's feet right at the researcher's side, so as to not completely crush his partner. But Russ could still feel him, and he couldn't deny it: it felt good.

Minutes passed by with still nothing more than touches between the two, and Russ was beginning to worry that with the tent slowly forming in his pants, he had misjudged this entire situation. But finally, something happened, and Russ couldn't help but smirk. This was definitely on purpose.

As soon as the beast had felt that bump in his pants, it let out a low, knowing growl before slowly beginning to grind it's hips against the researcher's arousal. Russ would be lying if he said he hadn't moaned instantly upon contact.

With a proud huff, the monster stood up, seeming very happy with itself in its ability to get Russ worked up. He then began walking right over him, letting Russ see nothing but his underside; His large, pinkish knot poking out from his sheath, his heavy sac, swinging as if they were being dragged down by weights, and most eye-catching of all, that stunning, leathery black pucker.

The researcher looked with anticipation at the Nargacuga, waiting to see what it wanted, because Gog knows he'd do anything his Narga wanted.

The monster then flips over, laying on its back, with a seductive look in his piercing golden eyes. The researcher walks forward as eager as can be. The beast then brings it's paws down, and with a seemingly intentional lethargy, begins parting it's tailhole for the researcher and ever so slightly urging him to come forward.

There was no more push needed. Russ quickly leaned down, placing both his hands on the Nargacuga's furry backside and just marveled at it; that shiny, ludicrously attractive tailhole that his monster loved to teased him with. He wasted no time in indulging himself.

One of Russ' favorite things about his Narga was just how thoroughly it cleaned itself. No dirt, no grime, and always with a wonderfully clean coat of fur. But, given that Nargacuga's were such active monsters, working their muscles, jumping from place to place, one thing always stayed on him that he could never quite get rid of: his musk.

And especially now, in one of the hotter times of the year, and with all that fur-Oh, his scent must be fantastic. And sure enough, when he pulled back that sweaty, damp fur to sink his nose into that tailhole, it was.

He'd never smelled something so... So male. Nothing quite as strong either, even from him. This was a treat. He pulled back a bit and looked once again at the monster's hole. The heat and his fur worked together wonderfully to make his tailhole absolutely drip with sweat. It was hard to stay out of.

It wasn't just Russ who liked what was going on however, the monster just above him was very receptive, spreading his legs even wider for the human to continue.

He plunged back in, pressing his nose right up against the taut, but stretchy skin on it's rim and taking a deeper sniff, greatly enjoying the musk-rich hole that his monster had so graciously offered. It drove him wild.

He could stay here forever, right in between the crevice of the Nargacuga's strong legs and rump, head buried into that damp, steamy tailhole. Another sniff, and he began to feel weak, his mind basically completely given up to his wants and urging him, for as long as possible, to keep his nose stuffed deep into that oily black pucker.

Russ didn't care about oxygen anymore. That could come later. But this scent? He couldn't get enough. Fuck.

He was already hard as a rock, and his manhood was beginning to become uncomfortable trapped in his pant's, so he quickly unbuckled himself, throwing his pants to the side with no care as to where they landed, eager to get back to the amazing, musky hole that awaited him.

When he stopped, even for that split second, the monster let out a slightly annoyed mewl. It of course stopped when Russ came back, and he bagan smiling again.

Some part of Russ couldn't help but laugh a bit at the situation. He had never usually felt much regarding sex, and it took quite a lot for him to get hard enough to do anything, but here was with the hardest boner of his life and all he'd done was sniff a monsters ass. Not that he couldn't understand of course, I mean, how could he not? It smelled great down there.

He reaches over to his monster, desperately reaching for his paw. When the monster finally brings it over to him, Russ leans into it, smiling. "Gog, you smell amazing. You are amazing." He praises, meaning every word of it.

He presses a kiss against one of the monster's claws, earning him a snort before letting go, and continuing to huff that coveted musk from the monster's sphincter.

All those hours his Nargacuga spent hunting, running, working, and he was getting to see-or rather, smell-the results all for himself. It was too kind, really.

Wanting even more, the researcher then took both his hands, running them down those powerful, splayed out legs, and eventually, down to the intersection, where the monster's thighs met its tail, and gaped him open. "C'mon, open up for me, Nargi. You smell so good."

The researcher was delighted when even more of that powerful, earthy aroma spilled out from that hot tailhole, and he huffed it right into his nose without hesitation, digging deeper and rubbing his face all over that sweaty rump, taking in as much of the essence as he could one last time.

If it was only up to him, he'd stay here until he eventually came, just of scent alone, but the researcher couldn't be selfish. He was grateful that his monster had given him this opportunity, and wanted-no, needed to pay him back.

Luckily for both of them, paying him back was gonna be just as enjoyable, as he licked his lips and placed his mouth on that puffy black rim, lapping up all the sweat that covered it. The Nargacuga nearly yelled out in pleasure when Russ' dexterous tongue began wriggling around in his insides.

So Russ goes on, burying his mouth into that greasy, black pucker, losing himself once again to that strong, masculine taste.

Another moan erupts from the Nargacuga's beak, louder this time. Russ couldn't even appreciate that scream of pleasure, as not long after he was shoved right back into his monster's tailhole with no warning.

Even if it was abrupt, Russ found it hard to be even a little mad about it; this was practically his favorite place to be, after all. Russ loved his boyfriend's tailhole. He loved him of course, but his tailhole was something else. The way it stretched and flexed for him, it's soft, plump texture and most all, how good it tasted.

Nargacuga's grip on him eventually loosened, and he was allowed out. His pucker was completely drenched in saliva now, all from Russ.

Then, in a single, swift motion, the monster glides one of its paws lower and lower, until eventually, he's hooking a claw against the rim and looking expectantly at the human.

Russ didn't know what to say. It was obvious what his monster wanted, at least to him; he wanted him to top. And although the concept was very, very appealing, it was also a bit… Strange?

To Russ, it just didn't seem right. Nargacuga were swift, fearsome predators of the forest. Apex creatures. He was-at least compared to his beastly friend-pretty weak. Even for a human, considering Hunters could go toe-to-toe with many of these beasts. The power dynamic between them was just too obvious.

With a frown on his face, the researcher shook his head. "Oh, no... Sorry, it's just... You're so big and I'm so… not. It just wouldn't feel right." The Nargacuga doesn't seem to consider those words at all as it lets out a growl, pushing the researcher towards him with his tail.

Russ freaks out just a bit by the sudden movement, but is calmed down by the Nargacuga's soothing clicks and purrs. Next thing he knew, his head was being coddled by both of it's paws, before they each moved down to his waist, where they stayed. Making eye-contact with the beast led him only to gentle eyes. It was hard to say no, Russ thought to himself, completely defeated.

"Fine, but don't complain to me if I'm not what you expected." With a jolt, the researcher straddles himself in between the monsters legs once more, and gets into position. It's all very weird for him, as he doesn't know the first thing about being dominant. How could he, his first ever real sexual relationship and its with a dangerous assassin-like predator. It's not exactly hard to tell who the alpha is in that situation, and it definitely isn't the one who need's bandages whenever he handles paper wrong.

Regardless, the Nargacuga-his Nargacuga-wanted to receive, so he had to do it at least once, for him. He really hoped this wasn't a proving thing to see if he was a worthy mate or something. With that thought now in his head, he angles himself nervously, and lines up his member with the beast's glossy, inviting entrance.

As soon as he enters he shudders. "W-Wow… You're warm, huh?" He says, in between staggered breaths. It's a bit hard for Russ to get his bearings, especially since being caught off guard with the heat, he had practically completely slipped inside all at once.

He was downright quivering, but the Narga was being very assuring with him. His paw tenderly massaged his back in slow circle motions, and his other paw was lower, making sure the researcher was thrusting in time. He was pressed against the beasts underside, which was made of much harder scales, a sharp contrast to his partner's soft fur.

With each and every push inside, The monster's cock was beginning to flop every which way, and it was getting to be very enticing. So with a lunge, Russ reaches over and grabs it with his hand eliciting another growl from the monster above. Once it was closer he began clumsily hugging it in an attempt to stroke the impressive pink length.

The heat rapidly becomes too much for Russ, and he can feel himself getting close. Those amazing, fleshy walls of the monster not exactly slowing the climax down either.

Surprisingly, the Nargacuga comes first. Loudly, Russ might add. It's hot load splatters everywhere, but not before he practically slams Russ into him so hard, he thought for a moment he might've knotted him. After that whole ordeal, it was no surprise he came almost immediately after, dumping his seed into his monster and watching as some spilled out onto it's fur.

While Russ tries to catch his breath, he notices his monster looking at him, as if he's the most delicate thing in the world. It's kind of patronizing, really.

Exhausted, Russ flops backwards onto the grass, arms and legs spread out. He tries to push his tired body up, gets pinned down one final time as his monster rubs it's still musky rump all over his face again, scenting him.

"Get your furry backside of me!" Russ retorts, pushing him off. And he could've swore, just from the corner of his eye, he could see the sly forest predator sneering at him.

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After that's done, Russ picks his clothes off the floor, and they head out to find the nearest river, like they usually did after one of their 'outings'. Washing cum off fur was really important to do right after, a fact Russ, and Nargacuga learned quickly.

They find one after only a few minutes, and the monster rushes ahead of him, jumping straight into the water without warning and splashing Russ all over. "Hey! Seriously?" He yelped, looking at his wet clothes. "At least give me a warning or something before you do that!"

In all honesty, it didn't really matter. All it meant was that he was gonna have to stay in the water a bit longer, so his clothes could dry. Maybe that was his monster's plan the entire time, but as he washed the monster next to him, and saw as it so peacefully stayed still in the water, and enjoyed his touch, he found himself a bit happy that he'd be staying here a bit longer.