Vulpine Politics
He saw the fox stroking his own member but giving his own no attention, but the damned vulpine's eyes were fixated down on the wolf. sometimes his claws gave his cock a little brush, but it was just a tease. theo's ears went down again.
Vulpine Hardship
The king adjusted his hood over his head. Not because he needed to stay hidden, even though he did, but because the night was chilly. There was no sign of the deep snow they were used to, at least not yet, but in these temperatures it would come soon....
Vulpine Diplomacy
Theo watched the sun rise far away in the horizon. The wolf king stood before the tall glass windows in the wide throne room of the castle that, by all means, belonged to him. He could see the city just starting to wake up far below in the outskirts,...
Vulpine Retribution
"Wha- what is the meaning of this?! Unhand me!" The wolf growled. "You dirty, inferior mongrel sluts! What do you think you're doing?!" Theo watched with a stern expression from across the dinner table as the wolf struggled against the two foxes...
Vulpine Methodology
The vulpine's voice had a growl to it as opposed to the usual calm coldness. "alistair doesn't like talking during your preparation." to that, theo frowned heavily. "and you're just going to obey him like a little-" the wolf stopped himself.
Vulpine Punishment
"Alistair... please...!" Theo begged. The wolf's teeth were grit, his muscles and whole body tense as his balls pulled up in anticipation of an inevitable orgasm. Or, at least, he could _swear_ it was inevitable, yet still when the fox's tongue left...
Vulpine Conspiracy
The wolf grew more and more anxious. He turned around a corner and into an alley to cut through to the next street. The sun was almost set, giving the sky nothing but the last remnants of an orange tint. The streets weren't very busy anymore, left only...
Creating Bonds
The vulpine's shaft ground against the sticky ground, soaked through with his own seed.
Vulpine Reparation
**Vulpine Reparation** _Written by Arian Mabe / Amethyst Mare for Daniel Yote_ _ _ The door slammed open, ricocheting off the panelled wall with a resounding bang. The German Shepherd sitting at the desk snapped her head up, eyes narrowing beneath...
Pet Teacher: Chapter 1 - Friday
vulpine's hair off her back and over her right shoulder. "you will remain perfectly still and quiet while i brush your fur." jimmy began to move the brush over mrs. vulpine's shoulders.
Easing The Need
It was the face of an otter, eyes lifted to stare through the dark at the vulpine's expression of surprise.
Pet Teacher: Chapter 2 - Saturday Morning
vulpine's other ankle cuff, jimmy snapped it into place. the vixen tried to close her legs, but the bar stopped that. jimmy picked up a cane and rapped mrs. vulpine's inner thighs smartly enough to cause her to yip.