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INFILTRATION

So I've been doing a Male Reader x Male Character story on one of my other sites where their both members of the Bratva and have experienced some shit and well, the problem with it is the majority of my readers for that character's series are female and not interested in a male reader and you can't always be so… sexual with it despite the warnings you slap on it… so I was frustrated that I might not have the characters actually hook up in the end so I've decided to put my initial thoughts for them being together one night here, might do more later… enjoy.

“You're drunk again Vanya… but for once I might just join you." Ilya had gotten the message from Amelia that Ivan was in serious trouble at the bar and he couldn't believe it. No, he could believe it because that asshole Jaska should have been executed by Timur but no… no those bastards had let him out and Ilya knew it was to test just how weak Ivan really was. Considering the Arctic wolf's father was the Pakhan's Support Group leader, it seemed fucking ridiculous that Ivan's dad would think to let the lynx out to prove how much of a monster he was and whether Ilya really was going to betray the only being he cared about to take his Brigadier position. But when the brown bear had turned up at some pansy-ass bar within the city club scene that was not run by any mafia group, the bear had rolled his eyes and then looked to big-bosomed filly leaning against the bar and looking at the white wolf.

“He's really done himself in, Goon… he won't stop speaking Russian, so you know, I've got no idea what he's saying or anything. Sorry, but you mind dealing with him?" Amelia was not the most helpful Mustang, but Ilya had come to appreciate her compared to all the other females that Ivan had ever dared to go out with. The wolf was drooling into his arm, whimpering and looking pathetic as the big wolf hooked his arms about the body of the figure, Ivan rolled into the neat suit of his constant bodyguard, his tail wiggling a little in relief. Ivan looked like he'd already passed out and holding him to his chest, Ilya almost felt like cooing for how beautiful the wolf looked cuddled up to him. But then he looked to the bar, expecting to have to pay a tab when one of those neatly pink-painted hooves was lifted up to swat the thought away. Amelia then stood up and pressed her soft lips to the thick brown cheek fur. “Cheers Ilya, make sure he's safe okay? He did mentioned Jaska… a lot!"

“I guessed… thanks Amelia… hmm, you're starting to get on my good side… its concerning." The bear chuckled in amusement as the filly gave a soft whicker of delight before clopping over to the bar in her hotpants, showing off that bubbly butt just to make Ilya snort. It was so strange, he really could not understand why he was finding her so amusing, but there was always a first. Ilya cradled Ivan into his body, carrying him out to the jaguar that one of the other bears, Fyodor, was holding a door open for. It looked like it was supposed to be picking up a VIP and maybe in another quarter of the city, it would have been, but this area was the only safe area with Jaska on the loose. Fyodor curled one of his thick furry eyebrows, his natural pout far more visible as Ilya turned to look at him with a narrowed expression. “Just get us home… can you blame him drinking so much?"

“I suppose not, but listen Ilya… if it weren't for you being his Second… Jaska being out there… we'd just fuck off to another Brigadier. But don't do anything too sissy for his sake…" Fyodor growled and Ilya's eyes flared, but he was not willing to say anything more as he bent in to settled Ivan into the car. He was snarling as Fyodor closed the door behind them and then the seat belts were sorted. Ilya had a bad thought that Fyodor was not the only one thinking the same thing and he growled deep in his thick throat. He kept thinking of Timur's discussion with him in the sauna, the fact that even after beating the guys for disrespecting Ivan and then getting beaten by Ivan himself to make a point Ivan was not weak, the guys were all more loyal to Ilya instead. It made him feel sick that the others would switch loyalty so easily, Ilya had only ever been out there for Ivan, only joined the Brotherhood because Ivan had needed someone to protect him. Ilya groaned as he stroked Ivan's form against him, surprised to feel the wolf's head on his lap and finding it comfortable.

When the car pulled into the garage, Fyodor opened the door and allowed Ilya to carry the wolf out, over his shoulder this time with that curious scarf flapping about before the door was slapped closed. Ilya turned about to look at his companion, Fyodor made a grunt he was heading to bed and not going on guard tonight. It made Ilya curl his lip in frustration, but he was not going to nag at him for it and instead the bear stepped to the elevator with the wolf hanging over his shoulder. He hit the buttons, carried Ivan within and then hit the buttons inside before getting off the floor below and then taking the stairs… he had to be careful still! But when he got to the room, Ivan slid down onto his feet and then grinned up at his oldest friend.

“Vanya? You alright? We're at the apartment…" Ilya whispered gently to him, looking at the blurry eyes and wishing he had taken part in the drinking to get himself tis sloshed. Ivan started grinning, his long muzzle splitting into something wicked as his pink tongue slid out and gently flicked across the big thick black nose of the big bear before him. Ilya gave a soft grunt of surprise as Ivan then opened his door, fell forward onto his knee before Ilya hooked his big paws around the wolf's waist, hoisting him back up onto his feet as Ivan gave another giggle and then seemed to strain his paws about in search of more alcohol. Ilya closed the door, shaking his head before gently easing the wolf to his soft bed. “Thing is… I can't tell if you're playing about or you're really that wasted!"

“Ilya… I'm hot…" Ivan groaned, slumping back against his pillow and then grasping his trousers and his pants, trying to squeeze himself out of it. As he groaned and wrestled to get out of his clothes, his eyelids closed for being too heavy, the bear gave a soft huff of amusement before stepping to the bed and gently he began to unbutton Ivan's pale blue shirt before Ivan swung up a foot and pushed it into the bear's big face. He gave a soft grunt of irritation before he then unzipped Ivan's trousers and then gently removed them. As he turned and folded the trousers neatly, Ivan then pulled his pants off, kicking them away and with his right hand slumping across the bed, he lifted his left paw and brought it to his sheath. “Ilya… look… I'm so drunk I'm hard! That's funny… I thought Amelia would have come back with me…"

“She called me to bring you back… look, Vanya, if you wanna jerk one out I'll go wait in the bathroom till you're done." Ilya grunted, shrugging in his neat black suit but grimacing as he tried not to look behind him to see what was going on. Ivan though was looking to the big muscular creature at the end of his bed, grinning inanely as he stroked at himself slowly, almost bored although he was getting quite hard. Ilya could hear that curious sound of paw-pad rubbing against soft skin and the bear gave a grunt. He turned to step to the bathroom, not willing to be present when it was already making him feel curiously excited and unpleasant before Ivan gave a whimper.

“Ilya… I'm hard and you scared off my girl… you'd do anything I ask right? You'll help me won't you? I can't move my right paw its too tired and I don't wanna sleep with this… help move my paw… please…" Ivan licked his lips, looking a little too smug for Ilya's liking and the words were worse. Considering he'd gotten Ilya to go on his knees and prepare to fellate him in an act of loyalty only a few weeks ago, before being laughed at for actually unzipping his pants, Ilya almost growled. He didn't want to be fucked about with like this again, it was getting harder and harder each day to not just kiss the wolf and admit that he'd been in love with him since they'd been children, that he'd do anything for his beloved companion! But when Ilya turned around to show off the massive claws on his big paw, Ivan then gave a soft moan as he lay back, stroking the straining head of his cock as he grumbled at him. “Ilya… please… help me… you can do what you want… I know that slut you call in hasn't been visiting… you can rub one out on me if you like…."

“Fucking hell Vanya, you're really drunk! If you're this bad I'm worried you're going to just vomit and choke on it!" Ilya snarled in frustration, his big thick teeth on show but Ivan just gave a low moan, bending his legs and stretching them apart, even shifting his tail aside to flash his hole. He grasped at his testicles a bit and Ilya was shocked… what the fuck was this? After all they'd been through with Ilya insisting that he was not gay despite what happened with Jaska, let alone his own issues of trying to insist this love was not sexual! Ilya was angry, but when Ivan gave another moan for attention, even probing at his backside a little, Ilya noticed something about this companion's expression… Ivan was trying to hard and that made Ilya grimace. Is he so scared I'm going to run away that he's offering himself to me? Vanya… you really are stupid… I don't know if I could hold back.

With a grunt, the bear strolled over to the bed and then kneeled onto it, pulling Ivan's knees apart as he lounged back with a snort. The wolf looked lovingly towards the bear's big fat muzzle and he stretched his left paw up to rub gently against Ilya's head. He grinned as he practically purred Ilya's name and suddenly the big bear's tongue was stroking and rolling at the inside of the wolf's thigh. Suddenly Ivan pulled his paw back, covering his eyes and giving a whimper of delight. As he gave a soft moan, the bear's big dextrous tongue was soon grazing and pressing against the skin, his big lips pinching and kissing as Ivan's hips jiggled and the cock gave a little bubble of precum. Ilya turned to it… he'd never done anything like this before… when he'd fucked Jaska the first time he'd raped the bastard and the second, that cat had curled his little bobbed tail up and just begged to have the big bear cock inside him. Even with Marianna, Ilya just fucked, nothing was done to pleasure anyone and Ilya gave a soft snort.

“You asked before… I'll do it… just don't hate me Vanya… if you hated me, life wouldn't be worth living!" The bear growled softly, flushing to get the chance to do something so intimate to make Vanya feel good. That wolf paw rubbed at his head softly, he gave a soft whimper of pleasure before the big tongue then stroked the straining cock. The moment he did, Ivan gave a sudden whimper of upset and Ilya scowled… no need to ham it up, Ivan had experienced blowjobs more than hot dinners at the clubs, he'd made a point of it and Ilya having to move the girls off once they'd pleasured him! But when the big thick tongue stroked the curiously tasting form, it pinched and seemed to squirt out precum, standing so straight it was beckoning for someone to give it a few more tugs and Ilya groaned. He had such a big mouth, such a soft mouth and as he opened his big mouth, puling his floppy lips around his teeth, he wrapped his muzzle around the thick form and Ivan gave a loud gasp.

“Ilya…" Ivan whimpered, throwing his head back and putting his paw to Ilya's broad forehead as the bear began to suck firmly onto the length, drooling a little into the white fur of the wolf. His big tongued rolled and stroked around the length, making Ivan gasp and moan his name, his eyes tightly shut and his hips gently quivering against the bear's soft motion. Ilya lounge a big paw to his lover's chest, his own eyes closing softly for how strangely pleasant it was to taste Ivan, to know that he was giving him such pleasure. As the wolf whimpered all the more, begging for him to keep going, a leg lifting up past Ilya's head as the brown bear continued to suckle on him lovingly. He felt the cock pinching and pulsing happily within his mouth, making his mouth water even more and once again, Ilya was feeling his own cock start to grow and he was concerned as Ivan pressed against his head with his paw, almost trying to roll because it felt good but that he was also a little scare. “Ilya… I want more… please… please I don't care what it is, I don't wanna just cum in your mou…"

Ilya pulled his head, away, swallowing the precum, licking his lips and then grasped the back of Ivan's head. He pulled his muzzle to his, their lips brushing lovingly before their tongues were rolling and stroking lovingly together. Ilya wrapped his arms about the small wolf's body, cuddling up against him as Ivan gave a moan as he pulled away, begging for him to give him more. Ilya's long tongue slurped and flicked around Ivan's ear, making him moan and shudder as that big muzzle nibbled and nipped at him teasingly. Ivan pushed him slightly, his digits curling into the thick brown fur of the bear's neck as Ilya pulled his black jacket off and then unzipped his trousers.

“Ilya… please!" Ivan whimpered, his lone moving paw flapping about, his cock straining upward and throbbing, his knot bobbing around the top of the sheath that was pulled down. Ilya then pulled himself up onto the bed, his own thick cock visible and Ivan looked scared. Anxiously, Ivan grasped his thigh and tried to pull his leg up, showing off his hole but looking so suddenly ashamed and almost disgusted. Ilya groaned gently, clearly it was a way to win Ilya over, but Ivan was very wrong in his thoughts on what Ilya actually wanted from him as the bear straddled the tiny wolf and the white animal gave a groan of concern. Was he about to ask for a blowjob in return? Ivan gave a grimace of anxiety as he waggled his paw. “Ilya?"

“Just… just let me do this… I… I just gotta have a moment here Vanya…" Ilya blushed softly, keeping his head to the side as he spoke with the embarrassment of what was to happen. Ivan looked anxious before gently the bear pushed his digits into Ivan's mouth, rolling about to pull up the moisture as Ivan gave a gasp of fear. As he pulled his arm up to cover his face, the plush-furred wolf almost seemed to want to cry for the pain of his erection and the pain he feared was to come, but Ilya sighed. He brought his digits to his backside, pulled one of his cheeks apart and then began to tease and push his digits in as he grimaced and shuddered. He teased himself roughly, just pushing and stretching, knowing this was probably not the best way to go about it, but when he had a fatter bum then a wolf, it should be alright to cope with the wolf's erection. “Okay… I'm ready…"

“Sto…" Ivan was about to query what he was about to do, but when he felt the big bear's paw clasp his form and then watched Ilya slowly try to lower himself onto it, Ivan gave a whimper. He clenched his teeth to feel the hot space coming close to his flesh before suddenly being urged to push upwards into the tight ring that squeezed and rubbed at Ivan's length as it was pushed up into a great cavern of damp warmth. When his head past the rim, Ivan was moaning in joy to feel his tip being pinched and almost sucked by the pulsating walls of Ilya's body. The bear gave a groan, unable to move downward anymore because the wolf's cock was pulling him open and he felt scared. He'd never done this, he'd always been on the top, but he could never penetrate his beloved Ivan, instead he was anxious that he might be hurt, but it was making Ivan moan and his one paw still not numbed by alcohol strained out to grasp Ilya's hip.

“I'm going to try to move and get more in… please don't fight me." The bear sighed softly, the white wolf nodding his head gently in acceptance before giving a low growl of pleasure as the bear pushed himself down a little before pulling up. It burnt, it hurt, he felt himself being tugged open in a way he should not and he could not find any kind of pleasure in it just yet. But he didn't need to feel pleasure, Ivan was pulsing inside him, feeling good and letting his tongue loll with delight as the bear continued to try and pump himself up and down the member. The more he moved, the more the shaft seemed to bury itself within his passage, he gave moans and occasionally the movements felt heavy and exhausting or they would make his body tingle in delight. But as Ivan's hips started to move, thrusting his form into Ilya, the bear tried to put more of his weight onto his knees and just tried to push himself right down onto Ivan's form, letting the thrusts pull him open and made him gasp anxiously. “Vanya…"

“Ilya… it feels good… but… I'm gonna cum!" The wolf whimpered in upset, knowing he wasn't going to hold out against the tight, clenching passage that seemed to want to open wide and swallow him before pushing him out. The sensation, the heat, the shivering that came whenever his motions hit near a good spot to make the bear moan, Ivan gave a grin and a sigh of pleasure. He felt so good, enjoying it so much more than he should have with a male, but knowing that it was his precious protector and Ilya was proving once more that he would never do anything to betray Ivan and was doing it only at his master's order to make it feel so much better. Then, feeling his knot bulging but his drunken form meaning it would not last, Ivan patted at the bear's body and groaned again. “Gonna cum… gonna cum!"

“Then do so… I won't be offended." Ilya grimaced, he was not excited enough to do the same, but he could sort himself out when cleaning and as he continued to rock back and forth, he felt the straining and tightening within. Ilya grimaced, feeling the sudden strain within his body but when Ivan gave a soft howling sound of pleasure, Ilya gave a gasp of shock and he almost wanted to vomit. He felt a sudden hot, wet spray into his body, something filling him up, making his stomach shudder and clench, which he made a groan of upset over as he smothered his mouth to stop Ivan getting upset. But from the ejaculation, Ivan was out like a light and Ilya gave a soft whimper. “I'm sorry… I wish I could be someone that could make you feel good without the shame… I love you Vanya, I'm so sorry…."

Ilya removed himself, grimacing and whimpering as he managed to pull away, only to see blood upon the wolf's cock and it seemed to match what he felt in his body. He wanted to go and clean himself, but the bear went to the bathroom and instead took out the intimate wipes that he'd gotten for Ivan to use but found they were unopened as most of the things Ilya fetched for him to help him stay healthy! As he took the packet out, he wiped Ivan's shrinking cock clean as he watched it then spurt just a tad more semen before slumping back into the sheath. Ivan moaned a little, but Ilya took another wipe and gently cleaned his master up before fetching some fresh pants, slipping them on the wolf and then wrapping him up in the duvet to make sure he was comfortable. Then, and only because Ivan was dealt with, Ilya padded to the bathroom, turned on the shower and then the big bear slumped into the tub.

He felt like throwing up, he didn't want to need the toilet because it felt so raw and hot down there, but he also hated the fact he still had his cock head probing out of the sheath from excitement. He wouldn't touch himself, that would be wrong, he didn't want to touch himself now because part of him did not even want to lose what Ivan had put within him. But he grit his teeth in frustration, he hated himself whenever he realised how much he loved Ivan, how much he would give up everything to be able to just have Ivan. Yet… when Jaska, his abuser, had given him that option to steal Ivan away from this life and have him all to himself without enemies, he had refused but Ilya pondered if he could really refuse such a thing now….