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The quietness of the library fills the air with a solemn yet relaxing feeling, and it is just what Albert needs. Though the peace treaty has been successfully established, the root of hatred is still deep inside the heart of many of his people, the Canid, much to his dismay and disappointment. There's not a day that would pass without a complaint from either the Canid or the Feline, sometimes he would even have to spend his whole day trying to resolve every problem around the city.
It is a blessing that he was able to take a day off, and just enjoy his time, reading through all the most impressive books collection he has ever seen in his life. Just when he hits the book's climax, his vision suddenly darkens.
"Guess whoooo?" A cheery voice could be heard, along with a very distinctive smell that he has long used to. "Release me at once, Claudius. Can't you see I'm reading!"
His vision returns as the paws part from his face, and his vision is now looking at a black cougar with blonde, spiky hair, and a bright smile to fit with his mischievous tendency.
"Aw, come on now, no harm done to it, right? The book is still there, it's not like I took it away from you or anything." Albert's nostrils flare up at the antic of his lifelong friend, but soon the Feeling subsides, leaving him just with a tad annoyance.
"Well, even so, I don't like you doing that, especially when I was reading the climax of a book. Even you would not like that to happen to you, yes?" The panther ears drop a little, and his face sour, "sorry about that. You just look so serious, I thought I would cheer you up."
Albert sighs. The panther is right, he was feeling quite down, and reading books is just a momentary distraction, and soon, he will have to return to his duty at the castle.
Sometimes he just wishes that he could stay in Starview Village forever. Now he feels like he has made a mistake with Claudius, being so critical of him like that.
"My apology, Claudius. It's just that... The moments I had in the library and for myself are just too short. And I just want to be able to relax a little." His paw reaches out, touching his Feline friend's paw. Claudius's paw is soft, and his fur is smooth against the Canid's paw.
A butterfly feeling rise in Albert's stomach pit. A familiar tingling feeling. It is not a one-sided thing as well, as the rise of heat in the Canid's paw proves that the Feline is feeling the same thing. They tighten their grip.
"How is your mining project going, Claudius?" Just a distracting question, to help them forget about the feeling that keeps rising.
"Oh, uh, it's going fine, for the most part. The Feline and the Canid still have some disagreement in how they gonna do the work. But the rest is smooth sailing!"
They share a laugh together, a little force, if anything. And soon after, awkward silence. Their paws still holding each other, and the feeling is rising, still.
"Y-ya seems tense, Al. You wanna, uh, go somewhere and uh, lie down?" If anything, it is what Albert assumes as Claudius's best effort in "hinting" you know what is. It's so obvious, really. But Albert wants it, and he not going to let this opportunity slip away.
"Now that you mention it, I do feel myself stiff from all the pressure. So if you don't mind-" before he could finish his sentence, the Feline has quick to stand up, readily take his companion's paw, slowly lead the way to the chamber that has been Claudius long time room, whenever he comes to visit.
The room of Claudius is always in a decent arrangement, and neatly clean. As clean a room that not see it use too much could hope for. It is decent, though, even for Albert's standard.
They are now facing each other beside the bed, their face is as red as tomatoes.
"So, how are ya wanna do this..." The awkwardness had reverted him back to his usual pattern of speech, yet he lack the bravado that he usually brings. Hard to believe that this is not the first rodeo for this guy.
"Let do the usual, I guess. It's not like this is the first time we do this anyway..." Albert mumbles the last of the sentence, but still enough for the Feline to hear that he replies with a soft nod.
They bring their muzzle together, their noses touch gently before they let their tongues do the job. The bitter taste fills Albert's mouth as Claudius's sharp tongue accidentally scratches an unfortunate edge inside the Canid mouth, drawing blood from him. "It's okay, keep going" is what the Canid was saying.
Because as it was said, this is not their first rodeo.
They slowly descent onto the bed. First sitting at the edge, letting their tongues sloppily smack against each other muzzle. The sound and the groping of their touches fill the air with a horny smell, pushing their already fragile mind to the edge. Well, almost.
Albert's paws slowly creep on the body of the panther, almost worshipping his friend's body. With every touch, Albert imagines his friend's body, giving him an exhilarating feeling. Claudius's body is slim, but it is firm, and every touch greatly gives Albert a clear texture of the muscles, the gut, the chest... The firm bicep as his paw squeezes it, and their body naturally fall onto the bed.
Claudius's paws place themselves under the Canid garments, his claws gently scratch the Canid underbelly. The Canid gives out a surprised gasp before his body goes limp, and all his muscles relax. A splendid feeling, if Albert ever feels one before that.
"C-Claudiu-" Claudius shut him before he could finish, "call me Claw, Al. You know I like it when you call me by my nickname."
The Feline lands a kiss on Albert's neck, and the Canid moans out his name. "Claw!! By the Whitetail, don't stop!"
Albert is such an easy tease, it can't be helped if Claw wants to tease the man so bad. But he knows that Albert likes it, just as much as how he loves his duty. But sometimes, it's okay to let go and let someone take a turn. Although Claw has just the same amount of pressure as Albert, at least his people are not as violent.
"You want me bad, do you, Albert?" He says, having a paw teasing the wet hole of Albert. And Albert, with almost no resistance, spread his legs apart, giving full access to the panther. With a little lubricate, the panther easily pushes his paw inside, making the wolf yelp in pain and shock.
"Shhh, how do you feel now?" Claw asks, his finger slowly massaging the inside of Albert. The warm, wet wall gives way to the finger as it moves ever more aggressively. The wolf shook under the sensation, he could feel his hole relax more and more as it give in for another finger, then another, then another. Just before long, the wolf has taken up a whole fist inside him. He can't help but imagine himself a puppet while feeling like he would climax just from a slight touch.
"Oh Claw, keep going..." He turns to look at Claw. Since when did the panther have such a beautiful gaze. The first time they did it, both are just some wide eyes newbies and were more figuring it out than actually doing it. But now, with every touch, every gaze, they understand every corner of their bodies, yet the sensation just never fades.
A sudden thrust from the fist sends Albert to his first climax, releasing shot after shot of cum that paints the panther body fur. That would be sticky.
"You came hard. Good boy. But-" the panther gropes onto the wolf's balls, they are such a pawful, and still so heavy, even after such an impressive shot. Claw has always been jealous of that. He squeezes the balls, and the wolf yelp as his cock turns hard once more.
"Alright, let's do it." Claw flips Albert onto his stomach, much to the wolf's surprise, since he swears that Claw has never been known as the stronger guy, yet here he is, easily flipping a Canid knight like him around. Or maybe it is just that Albert wants to be treated like that. Either way, he will never know, as his train of thought was easily broken as Claw rammed his cock in, slamming onto the wolf's fat cheek. The sloppy sound as the panther's strong thrust makes for a repetitive, yet addictive sound, leaving the wolf in a pleasuring haze. His face feels hot, his gut feels full, and his hole feels like it keeps getting feed whether it like it or not.
But he likes it. And he wants more.
His thrust goes ever faster, his hip move frantically, but this is what Albert wants, a wild Claw, a beast with authority, a beast that could be equal with him. "Oh, ngh I'm so close, I'm so close!!" the thrust is faster than ever as Claw pushes to his climax. "I'm gonna-!" With one final thrust, the panther bites onto the neck of his lover, now mortified by the pain and the pleasure as Claw pumps his seed into him. The pleasure is overwhelming, as Albert feels his belly become heavy. And expand. And overflowing. It's just so much.
It feels like forever before the panther stop groaning, and his cock stops pumping. And that all his weight now on the wolf's back. It was amazing...
But Albert is not finished yet.
"Hey, Claw..." He taps onto the panther and whispers, "I'm still hard." The panther sits up, he looks at the raging hard cock of his partner, and like an instinct, he turns around, exposing his round and thick rump, with a tight, pink hole. "Sit on it, chief. That's an order." Without a question, the panther sits on it, his hole easily taking in the full length of the wolf's grid. It's not that Albert is small, it's just that Claw has used a lot more toys that bigger than that. Like an obedient machine, the panther jump up and down on the sloppy cock, hitting his spot over and over. He is exhausted, his hip just can't move anymore.
"Al, I can't move anymore. Please-" he pleads to the wolf, who, with a gentle pull, lay the panther back onto his own stomach. "Raise your legs for me, please, my friend. My Claw." As weak as he is, Claw raises his legs up for Albert to hold, and with his paws holding onto the bed, the wolf begins to thrust. Gentle, then faster, then faster as his climax closed in.
"C-Claw, I'm close, I'm so close!!" He gasped for air as his thrust loosen, as his climax become inevitable. "Yes, pump it in me. Breed me good, give me your pup." With a deep thrust, Albert releases himself, his seed flowing into the poor panther. The panther gasps for air as his belly inflate, as it now fill with nothing but the wolf's seed, just like how the wolf belly has nothing but his seed in return.
Albert releases his panther, who is now, much like him, inflated. Their belly touch, their paws on each other result as they gently kiss.
The aftermath would be one hell of a cleaning. But at least the sunrise here look pretty.