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![[*]](./images/corporate/default_icon.gif) posted on 9-3-2010 at 17:46 |
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Fenrir hadn't intended any of that to happen. He'd been expecting to just have a quiet night at the club, have a few beers and then go to bed. He
hadn't intended to get so painfully aroused that he and Xlaits had another night together and the wolf would blame the entire situation on Xlaits
because it really was his fault. Following like an obedient puppy, Fenrir was beyond caring about who else was watching and just wanted to get
laid.
Once they were behind the closed door of their room, Fenrir squirmed against the wall slightly liking the feel of having the wall at his back and
Xlaits in front of him, pupils well and truly dilated. He even helped with the removal of his own clothes, tossing his shirt aside and toeing off his
footwear, leaving him in nothing but a pair of plain socks. If he cared, he didn't show it. He was a little less inhibited that time, a little less
unwilling to participate so it wouldn't be Xlaits doing all the work.
Xlaits moved too quickly for him to reply so his only response was a moan as he felt that hot, rough tongue lapping at his cock. "So goddamn... good
at this..." He moaned, reaching down to clench a hand in the project's hair, more for his own support than to control the other's actions. Since he
was already so aroused after the performance it didn't take long before he was making an urgent little noise that betrayed how close he was to
release. When it was denied him by the cock ring, Fenrir voiced a protest.
After a few minutes of pleasurable torture with Xlaits' mouth on him, the wolf took action, pushing the tiger away from his aching length. With a
growl, he followed through, pushiing Xlaits down and climbing on top of him. He left the damned ring on his erection for the time being and leaned in
to nuzzle at the project's neck. Moments later, he was indulging in a rough kiss that was all lips and teeth and tongue. He clung to him, grinding
down against the damnably sexy project beneath him and then scooted down his body, pulling Xlaits' pants down to his ankles.
A hand snaked down to cup and fondle the other project's package, as if weighing him. "This... is going inside me soon..." he murmured, his voice a
low, aroused growl. "You looking forward to it?" He asked, still rocking lightly against him. It was probably more torturous for him since he had the
ring on but it felt good anyway and it gave him an illusion of control, which he would thoroughly enjoy having taken away from him when Xlaits wanted
to be back on top.
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| posted on 9-3-2010 at 20:59 |
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Xlaits grinned, mewling and moaning at the sudden shift in position. Squirming and writhing against the floor as he was pinned, he murred softly,
relaxing slowly. Each touch made him murr a little louder, every tease driving him wild. Each of his forms had purpose, and this one happens to be
sensitive. It was made to fuck, purely and only for that. And, his strength match that of his partner, but to make up for that, he was incredibly
sensitive. And one more thing about this form...
He joined his lips against the kiss, gladly melting into the rough kiss, murring and mewling at the grinding against his body. His own length was
beginning to perk up, and, by the time Fenrir got to it, it was rock solid, and was much larger than the previous sighting. Another couple rows of
those soft, flexible barbs was showing along it, to make up for the lost ones, and cover a little more areas. This form was purely meant to please.
His ears twitched a little as he picked up the question over their combined symphony of sounds, nodding softly. "Y-yeah. I always am..." He grins
softly, murring softly as he was rubbed against and fondled. His tail curled around the other's cock, rubbing against it to keep him close. He decided
to let the other have his fun while atop him, shuddering a little as he thrust a little into the other project's hand. "Y-you can't forget about me,
you know..." He teased, gently slapping his own rear.
"Mrowr, don't have all the fun." He relaxed and tensed as his circuits were sent amplified signals, his much more sensitive form reacting much
differently than before...
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| posted on 9-3-2010 at 22:41 |
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Fenrir appeared to be rather enjoying being on top just then and he noticed the added number of barbs on the other project's length, they were hard to
miss with his hand stroking over them. He paid particular attention to them, trailing the tips of his fingers over them, feeling them brush lightly
against his skin and imagined feeling them brushing against somewhere a lot more intimate. The fact that the other's cock was bigger too made the wolf
almost eager to feel it inside him. There was no denying it anymore, he wanted Xlaits, no matter how much he might try to protest that. It looked like
Xlaits was shaping up to be his mate. Possibly even his life-mate.
"I'm looking forward to it too..." He confessed in a soft growl, licking his lips and moaning softly as the project's tail stimulated his erection.
"Oh I haven't forgotten about you..." He assured the tiger with a lazy smirk. It was like he was a whole different person.
"You're going to get more fun out of this than I am." He murmured, since he did still have the cock ring on and didn't intend to take it off just yet.
He hated having it on but the pleasure he'd feel when he did finally take it off. He rolled the tiger over despite his reluctance to let the barbed
cock go, and spat on his hand to slick a couple of fingers up. As much as he just wanted to fuck the project by that point, doing so raw probably
wouldn't make the encounter very pleasurable for either of them.
He did prep the tiger but he didn't spend very long doing it and after pushing two fingers in and out a few times, the wolf was slicking his heavy
erection up and then pressing the head of said erection against the other's prepared backside. Giving now warning, he then pressed inside until he was
buried to the hilt and began shifting his hips to find a comfortable angle. Once he found it, he began to thrust, growling quietly and gripping the
other project's hips to pull him back into each thrust. With the ring on, he wasn't going to be able to cum, but he could certainly make Xlaits do so.
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| posted on 10-3-2010 at 00:57 |
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Murring softly as he was stroked and teased, he kept pressing his hips against each downward stroke, pulling them away slightly with the opposite
movement. He was just loving the attention his length was getting, panting and mewling softly, his claws raking against the ground, leaving slight
scratches. Looking down at Fenrir, his polychromatic eyes heavily lidded with lust and want.
Yelping softly in protest as he was rolled, he relaxed softly, his hips gently grinding against the floor. Just this alone was enough to get him
murring again. And, the sudden addition of the two, slicked fingers was a pleasing surprise. Gasping softly, he pressed back against the welcomed
fingers, shuddering very slightly as he was prepped by the other male. Once they were removed, he was panting softly, his rear shifting and swaying,
his hips unable to be still.
"You're eager today..." was all he could get out before he felt the tip of his brother project pressed against his simulated muscle ring, panting
heatedly as tried to brace himself a little.
Roaring softly as he was entered suddenly, he was pushed forward just a little, his claws stopping him as he slid. Murring and moaning, he stood as
still as possible for the wolf-type, hips still shifting a little, rubbing his warm inner walls against the cock buried deep within him. Murring with
each thrust, moaning with each pull, Xlaits was almost in heaven. More eagerly pressing back against the project, he pulled his tail around, once
again pressing the tip to his tongue as he worked at moulding the tip of his tail once more with his teeth, tongue and lips.
The newly shaped tail-tip was pulled from his maw, then, licked thoroughly, between heated pants and moans. Then, with a single, smooth movement, he
pushed the tail away, spinning it around and settling it between the merc's hind-end, pressing against the ring of muscles before pushing in, keeping
an opposite pace of the one it was buried in.
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| posted on 10-3-2010 at 01:46 |
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Already Fenrir was wishing that he'd taken the damned ring off. As much as he knew he'd be swept away in bliss once it came off, enduring the pain of
being so achingly hard while he was still being stimulated, it prevented one thing from happening. He was a canine, and canines had a particular
feature to their own penises. Fenrir had missed out on knotting with someone for so long already. Being locked against them without being able to pull
away until he was completely sated. With the cock ring on and no chance at release just then, he'd have to save that experience for another day.
Eager was the right word for sure, Fenrir wasn't holding anything back that time, rocking back and forth almost like a machine, hips thrusting over
and over. A quiet grunt was emitted as he shifted his position slightly and changed the angle at which he was trusting, seeking that spot, if Xlaits
had a prostate still. He imagined that he did in the form he'd adopted just then.
The project's tail caught Fenrir by surprise and he jerked forwards particularly hard as he felt it probe his ass and he shifted his tail aside for
it. When it pushed into him with no pause, Fenrir jerked forward again with a moan and a mutter of denial. He couldn't come, he didn't want any more
stimulation than he was getting already because he feared that he'd go insane.
"Fuck... fuck, come on." He demanded leaning in again to bite into one of the tiger's shoulders in order to ground himself somewhat. "Cum already." He
ordered breathlessly, panting in Xlaits' ear. In a bid to help him along, since the sooner Xlaits came, the sooner Fenrir could take the damned cock
ring off, Fenrir snaked a hand between Xlaits and the floor and closed his hand around that delightfully large cock. Giving it a squeeze, he began
jerking the project off while he fucked him.
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| posted on 10-3-2010 at 02:37 |
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Xlaits moans and roars, letting the canine pound his rear, shuddering as he tenses up, tightening his passage. Cheek pressed against the ground, he
growls and roars, the sudden shift in his own body, combined with the shift of Fenrir behind him, forced each thrust to hit that one spot the candid
was looking for, a loud roar of approval and pleasure ringing free from his throat.
Licking his teeth, he grins, letting light roars and moans escape his throat, before pressing back fully, ready to do a trick, but is suddenly halted,
releasing another loud roar as the thick flesh beneath him was stroked. His thoughts clouded with want and lust, he shudders greatly. each thrust
against that one spot, each stroke of the hardened pole beneath him, all brought him closer and closer to his climax... and he was planning a very
devious trick.
Having felt enough to get him undeniably close to Fenrir's tortured state, he pulls his tail around, stopping the projects hand, pressing back tightly
against him as he easily absorbed the tight, restrictive ring, wanting to feel what the canine cock of the other male could really do. Grinning as he
roars and moans loudly, he presses back with each forward thrust, and pulls forward with each outward move.
Having a little knowledge of canines, he carefully times everything, not letting the male tie with him just yet, planning another trick, only on
himself this time. He knows that both males could cum repetitively, at least three times, without too much rest, so he was ready. He waited untill
that knot was full size... and used a forceful push to force the knot into himself, bringing himself over the edge as he releases his own cum, not
able to stop it, with a loud roar. "Oh, Fenrir! Goddamn..."
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| posted on 10-3-2010 at 14:55 |
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Fenrir was more quiet than his fellow project, growling and grunting more than anything, however, from their last experience, Xlaits knew that Fenrir
could howl more than loud enough to makup for otherwise being a bit less vocal. He knew when he'd found that spot, knew he'd done it and felt good
about it. He enjoyed feeling Xlaits inside him, but that didn't mean he couldn't return the favour somewhat. He was a little concerned about the fact
that Xlaits was making quite a lot of noise, after all they weren't hidden in some isolated safehouse but on a cruise ship where the walls probably
weren't very thick.
The canine made a noise of disapproval as the tail was removed from his ass, having quite enjoyed it where it was and what his hand was doing, and he
wondered what the hell Xlaits was trying to do.
As soon as the ring was absorbed, he felt it and had to grip the project's hips particularly hard to stop himself from releasing as the arousal
flooded his veins and rushed to his aching cock. He very nearly came with the removal of the ring alone but managed to hold on and that was when he
could feel the small knot begin to swell. When Xlaits didn't let him thrust in to lock himself against him, Fenrir began to whine, trying to thrust in
deep enough to knot with him and when the knot was a surprising size, he didn't think he'd be able to and it disappointed him.
When Xlaits forced the entirety of the sizeable knot inside him in one hard thrust, something that would have torn the entrance of anyone else who
tried it, Fenrir's eyes widened and he howled, locked against Xlaits. There would be no way for the feline project to pull away from him until the
blond was done, and when he was totally sheathed inside the male, Fenrir began rutting against him, unable to manage anything more than shallow
thrusts.
He was moaning and panting by then and after a few moments more, Fenrir was howling again, loosing warm jets of cum into him, rocking his hips
shallowly. Knotted as they were, they couldn't pull away from each other, so Fenrir had to remain buried inside his fellow project until the knot had
shrunk once more. They were connected in such an intimate way and Fenrir was loving it as braced himself above the tiger-type and rode out his orgasm.
Even when it was over, the knot took its time shrinking, leaving him trapped against Xlaits for the time being.
Cursing quietly, locked together as they were, Fenrir lowered himself to lay atop Xlaits and panted to catch his breath, tail wagging lazily behind
him.
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| posted on 10-3-2010 at 16:53 |
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Murring softly, he nuzzles back against the man against him, smiling softly. He could easily make a dozen 'puppy' jokes on him, but he thought, for
his own safety, not to. Gently reaching back, he places a hand on Fenrir's head, his fingers gently scritching behind the wolf's ears. He smiled, and,
knowing that it annoyed him, continued to scritch gently, looking for that one sweetspot.
And once he found it, he didn't let up from it. He continued to give the merc this little bit of attention, every now and then wiggling his ass under
him, pressing his walls tighter against his length, pretty much trapping him. "Hehe, such a big knot you have... " His own length was slowly perking
back up as he thought of just that fact. "It was worth removing that ring."
As his body absorbed more and more of the canine's seed, he murred softly licking his teeth. It was then that something dawned on him... he knew
exactly how to persuede Fenrir to do pretty much anything... if he knew exactly when and where he could get the time. He smiles softly at this fact,
murring gently. Tilting his head back a little, he kisses the tied project above him, gently licking the other's teeth as he does so.
"Mrowr..." He smiles softly, rubbing his rear against the other, grinding against the male's length. "Heh heh, trapped?"
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| posted on 10-3-2010 at 17:30 |
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Goddammit, when did Xlaits work out that he had an odd love/hate relationship with having his ears scratched behind? He loved it, the scritching felt
so damn good but the wolf hated being so easily distracted and manipulated by it. It wasn't hard to notice when that one spot was found. Fenrir made a
soft sound of enjoyment and his tail began wagging behind him, one leg twitching. The damned feline seemed to be enjoying it almost as much as he was
and Fenrir wasn't sure if Xlaits was petting him to make him feel good, or doing it to prove that he had some power over him, or to deliberately
provoke him.
"Any canine would have it." He murmured. "'s no big deal." He dismissed. "It's not exactly meant for... same sex coupling..." He added shifting his
hips slightly to see if he could pull out yet. He couldn't.
"It'll go down soon..." He informed the feline, having enjoyed the kiss, something he was unwilling to accept just then. He was sobering up a little,
no longer so consumed by the lust that had yet again awoken in him thanks to Xlaits. "Stop... stop trying to turn me on again." He ordered lightly,
grimacing a little. "Once was enough." He protested, not wanting another round. He was tired, he had a lot to think about and despite the grinding
against him, he didn't seem very inclined to go again.
After a few moments more, the knot had shrunk enough to allow the blond to pull free and he did so, rolling off the other project and sitting up,
pulling on one of his ears. He wanted to withdraw again, wanted to put some distance between them again because Xlaits as his mate? His
life-mate? It was ridiculous. He was troubled enough by the thought of it that he'd completely forgotten his desire to have that deliciously
large cock inside him as he'd wanted when they'd first reached their quarters.
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| posted on 10-3-2010 at 21:49 |
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Murring softly as he was freed, he fell forward a little bit, shaking off. Grinning softly, and recovering quickly, he pounces on the other, gently
knocking him flat on his back, and pinning him to the floor. "Mrowr..." He gently licks the other's neck, purring softly. "You're forgetting
something, Fenrir." He grins, sitting rather cat-like (he was a feline, of course) on his captive's lap, wanting to let the merc figure it out
himself. He kept giving him little hints by nipping softly at his neck, scratching behind his ears and, as his biggest hint, pressing his weight
gently against the male's thighs.
In this state, he was malleable, but needy. Easily manipulated, and much MUCH easier to work with... but, he would consistently look for a certain
form of "attention." Nuzzling and mewling against the other, he buried his face in his brother's chest, looking up with only his eyes, purposely
trying to look as cute as possible. Heh... a weapon looking 'cute...' only with Xlaits, is that possible.
Very slowly, he was getting antsy, but, if left long enough, he'd take over himself. He nuzzled more against him, rear-end wiggling in the air, his
tail swaying, it's tip still shaped. "Gotten the hint yet, hun?" He shudders and shakes softly, shaking off the slight chills he was getting. His
length was still hanging beneath him, fully hardened.
"Well, have ya, hun? Have ya?"
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| posted on 10-3-2010 at 22:19 |
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Landing with a soft 'omph', Fenrir looked up at the other project and swallowed thickly, wondering whether he could carry on with so much on his mind.
From what Fenrir could tell, the feline was influenced by the form he was in and this one was interested in little more than sex. Uncertainty gripped
the blond even as the project above him teased him. He wasn't sure he wanted another round, not when he wanted that familiar distance back between
them but Xlaits had a pressing argument to convince him.
Looking along the male's body, Fenrir licked his lips, looking conflicted. His bright eyes raked over the feline's form and when they settled on that
heavy length swaying just slightly with the project's movement, the blond found himself almost hypnotised by it. He didn't know... Didn't know if it
was what he wanted. He felt as though letting anything more happen was like condemning himself to the fact that he really was considering Xlaits as
his life-mate. Perhaps it wasn't such a big deal, it was only sex after all.
Still looking hesitant, completely different to how he had been immediately after the performance, Fenrir nodded, reaching to pull on one of his ears.
"I did... I did say I wanted to feel it inside me... didn't I?" He murmured, reaching a hand forward and closing it around that thick cock. "Will
you... put it inside me?" He asked quietly, looking back up at the tiger-type project and pulling him in for another kiss. Maybe it was about time he
just stopped thinking for the time being.
"You don't need to be gentle either..."
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Murring the moment his length was touched, he pretty much falls forward into the kiss. Holding the kiss for a moment, he slowly pulls back, a grin
plastered across his muzzle. "Hehe, gladly Fenrir." He licks along the merc's neck, murring gently as he gives a few thrusts into the wolf's hand,
before pulling away.
Sitting just next to the prone project, he reaches down, with his heat, and gives his own length a good licking over, before gently rolling him over,
pressing his tongue gently against the tight pucker, licking very slowly and teasingly. After a few moments, he gives his own length a long lick,
pressing the tip against the other's tight rear, slowly pressing against the ring of muscles, but not pushing in right away.
Murring and moaning as his hips shift, rubbing his tip against him, he thrusts in with one movement, the thick saliva letting him push in with minimal
pain, and resistance. Growling softly, he nips along the other's shoulder and neck, letting him adjust a little before starting to thrust, his barbs
splaying on every other thrust, letting him drag against the already tight walls. He worked rougher, letting each thrust gt slightly rougher, growling
and moaning with every few thrusts. He wasn't going to let himself get off too easily this time.
His tail, reforming, wraps around Fenrir's length as well, slowly stroking along his length, keeping up with his own thrusts. Angling this thrusts, he
presses against that one, sensitive spot, each drag bringing barbs dragging across it...
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| posted on 10-3-2010 at 23:38 |
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At least he didn't have to worry about anything. As soon as he'd given some form of consent, Xlaits seemed more than happy to get started. Fenrir
clearly didn't need to ask twice.
In truth, he had forgotten about the barbs on the other project's length and simply expected a good fucking from a cock bigger than he'd probably had
before, not that he could boast having had many guys in his bed, or wherever they happened to make it.
Obediently rolling over, he raised his hips a little to make it a little easier on the male to reach. That he was essentially presenting himself to
Xlaits in a way that made him extremely vulnerable seemed to have slipped his mind as he allowed the feline to lick at him. It wasn't enough to get
him moaning, but it did begin to get his length stirring, especially as he felt the head of that cock press against the slick area. The teasing wasn't
hugely appreciated though, he just wanted it inside him. He wanted to forget again for a while.
Moaning softly, he tried to impale himself on the other's erection and then with Xlaits pushing in at the same time, the feline's cock was buried
within him, Fenrir took him all the way in and moaned out his appreciation of that. Trying to press against him, into each thrust, Fenrir's fingers
clenched into the carpet, tearing small gouges into the fabric. When he began to feel those barbs rubbing within him, the canine couldn't help the
groan that slipped out and he deliberately tried to grind back against the project even more. He loved that feeling, of those barbs raking within
him.
He was almost finding himself being overstimulated. With the tail weapping around his cock, that huge length inside him and those barbs... Those
wonderful wonderful barbs... Fenrir wasn't sure that he was going to be able to hold on very long without that damned ring back on, humiliating as
that was. But perhaps Xlaits didn't want him to hang on, perhaps he just wanted to blow his mind because that was what was happening. Reduced to a
writhing mass of lust, the canine tried to encourage the thrusting, beg for more and moan his enjoyment all at the same time, and managing only
garbled cries that gradually increased volume into wanton howls.
Whether it was intended or not, Fenrir was soon finding him too close to release to back away. Seconds later, he saw white and was suddenly spashing
hot jets of cum that decorated his chest all the way up to his chin.
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He wasn't the most gentle of beings, and, because of that consent, he was intending to use every fiber of his being in each thrust. Every thrust
harder, each pump stronger, and every hump faster. Every time his barbs continued dragging, not letting go of Fenrir, even for a moment. Growling and
roaring, he shudders as he sinks his teeth into the other's neck, the slightly rounded tips not able to break the skin at that pressure. Claws
gripping the farpet to give him more leverage, he hits much faster and harder, shuddering as he felt every last second of it.
He was, however, fighting with himself to not cum so early, each push sending his cock against the merc's prostate, and then deep within him, before
drawing nearly all the way out, to begin the next thrust. His tail, all the while, kept up, pressing hard against the hard length wrapped in it. As
his claws dug into the fibers of the carpet, he got rougher, and faster, every time hitting the right areas.
Growling and roaring, he presses deeper, hitting areas most humans couldn't ever reach. His mind was racing as those walls got gripped at, sending his
senses wild. He leaned down, huffing and growling, to give the wolf a deep kiss, unable to stop his thrusting if he wanted to.
And then it hit him...
like a sack of bricks...
Roaring loudly in euphoria, he hilts deeply within the merc's body, his thick seed spilling deeply within him, a copious amount of the warm, sticky
liquid filling him, his barbs hardening to keep him in place for a moment or so, before softening and folding right back up. He had hit his peak, and
was spent, bout would willingly keep going if Fenrir asked.
Grabbing the canine's rump, he rolls backward, letting himself be pinned by the other, letting the other male choose when he wanted to be freed from
impalement. Murring softly, he licked and nipped up his neck, ending it in a deep, loving kiss....
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Fenrir was a mess, panting hard and covered in his own cum. Those barbs had made it all feel so good and he'd well and truly forgotten what he'd been
thinking about when he'd initially requested that he feel Xlaits inside him. He felt so satisfied, he felt full and although he was a little
incomfortable, he didn't really want to move. Making a noise of discomfort when his backside was gripped, the canine grumbled and protested as his
position was changed.
After a few moments he seemed to understand what the whole thing was about and leaned in for the kiss, sighing quietly and languidly kissing back. For
the time being, the canine didn't want to move from where he was, with the other's cock seated deeply inside him. With Xlaits' length filling him so
completely, he couldn't even feel the release leaking out of him. Essentially, Xlaits was plugging him up, rather gross as that might sound.
Breaking the kiss after a few more moments, Fenrir broke away with another quiet sigh and shifted his hips slightly with a grimace. He was a mess with
sweat and cum all over him and in dire need of a shower, much as he might like to remain where he was. He couldn't go for another round though.
Biting on his bottom lip, Fenrir shifted his hips again, groaning and growling softly as he slid his body up and off the penetrating cock. Seconds
later he could feel thick streams of cum begin to ooze down his leg, probably making him quite the sight. "Thanks..." He murmured, getting slightly
unsteadily to his feet and trying to resist the urge to scratch between his legs lest he get cum all over his fingers. He wasn't disgusted by it at
all, it was just uncomfortable and he was clearly rather self conscious about it.
Without another word, Fenrir disappeared into the ensuite bathroom to take a shower. He didn't think about space or distance or life-mates just then.
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Murring softly as his length was teased and pulled from the other's rear, he shudders, his Catalyst levels finally dieing down to null. Sadly, he
needed the precious substance to run any of his sexual features, and this form was made to super concentrate it. He was almost unable to move, purring
softly as he let his form stay, very much starting to like the shape of this form. Sleek, sexy, fast... and damned sensitive. Damn did it feel
good.
Laying still, panting and purring, he just let everything as it was. He didn't want to move, really. Seeing as he was blocking the door, he was, right
now, as useful as a doorstop.
He let all his thoughts come back and finally sink in. He thought about Fenrir... weapons... Fenrir... forms... Fenrir... he apparently couldn't keep
his mind on track at that moment, and just closed his eyes. Very slowly, he went into hibernate mode, at least having the decency to pull his pants
up. Purring softly in his 'sleep,' he decided to keep his ability to dream off for the night.
Smiling softly, he remained still and motionless, purring away like a car engine. Cute... deadly... and damn sexy. A killer's combo.
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Fenrir was in the bathroom for a long time. Despite how he'd not wanted to think about anything, the longer he stood beneath the water, washing the
cum from him, the more the thoughts crept, unbidden, to his mind.
Xlaits was his life-mate. There was no denying it anymore.
Gods. What kind of screwed up life must he lead to be a deadbeat mercenary, former weapons project to find his life-mate in another former weapons
project, one more deadly, more sexy and probably more infuriating than anyone he'd ever met before. And they were guys. And not even physically the
same species unless Xlaits pulled another shapechanging stunt, something that still made the mercenary uncomfortable thinking about.
Eventually the Fenrir project emerged from the bathroom squeaky clean with damp ears and tail. Seeing Xlaits laying out on the floor, the canine
paused, folding his arms and sighing quietly. After looking between the feline and the beds, the blond male decided that in that form, he could lift
the overgrown cat and put him to bed. So that's exactly what he did. Scooping the project into his arms, well aware that he could probably lose a limb
if he startled the other male, Fenrir carried him over to one of the two single beds and lowered the project onto the sheets. He didn't go so far as
to tuck him in though.
With Xlaits put to bed, Fenrir retreated to his own bed and lay down. It had been a hell of a long day and he was shattered.
When morning came, Fenrir was up surprisingly early considering how tired he had been, how late he'd retired to bed the previous night and how
comfortable the room was. He snuck out while Xlaits was still asleep, dressed in jeans and a t-shirt, and headed off to one of the restaurants for an
early breakfast. He still had much to think about, like whether or not to make a certain confession to his companion.
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The movement was barely enough to even set of a low priority alert in the male, nuzzling up against the warm chest as he was lifted. and, for the size
he was in, he was still incredibly lighter than he looked. Giving a little whine and whimper as he was set down, he nuzzled up against the sheets,
curling up into a ball.
Once morning came, he ignored his internal alarm clock, and slept in about an hour. Waking up, he stretches out, popping joints and relaxing his
muscles. He had one hell of a night, and he enjoyed every minute of it. He decided to stay in his room a little while longer, purring away as he
licked his teeth, lumbering over to the shower.
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Teeth was at one of the many breakfast bars, not actually eating like one would think. The truth was, he had eaten his pillow in his sleep.
(Again.)
Out of the corner of his eye, he notices Fenrir, tail-stump waggling upon seeing the familiar face. He approached cautiously, chuckling that annoying,
insane laugh that was a common trait of all the hyenas. Once he was close enough, he nodded, only wearing his straight jacket today, and the arms
weren't even restricted. "Good morning, Fenrir." He chuckles though his teeth, still unable to close his lips. "I didn't know the old cat had it in
him. That was an amazing performance. I'm still a little too self-conscious to get fully nude... like he did..." He giggled, licking his teeth, that
long, prehensile tongue slicking each tooth.
His incessant giggling and chuckling was enough to get on anyone's nerves, but he was keeping it to a minimum... which was only slightly less
annoying...
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To say that he wasn't expecting company was a bit of an understatement. To say that he wasn't expecting Teeth to join him was even more of an
understatement. Why in the hells would Teeth come and sit with him at breakfast? They weren't friends or anything? Perhaps he just wanted to know
where Xlaits was. Fenrir wasn't sure he'd be able to stomach anything with that tongue hanging out and visible in the corner of his eye while he ate.
Still, he had to at least be somewhat polite.
"Morning." He replied, looking up from his sizeable breakfast. Apparently he had an appetite after the previous night's activities. Still, he wasn't
sure what to make of the fact that Teeth seemed to want to chat.
"I was a little surprised myself." He agreed quietly. He wasn't sure what he was more surprised about though, that Xlaits had gotten up on stage at
all, or that he'd stripped right down. Just thinking about it made Fenrir feel his cheeks heat as he remembered seeing Xlaits naked onstage,
remembered that same naked form beneath him, above him, inside him. He watched that wicked tongue move over the hyena's oversized teeth and that was
enough to calm his heating blood.
Maybe, since he wasn't so hungry any more with the odd project sat with him, maybe he could find out a little more about them both. With the better
lighting, Teeth didn't seem quite as intimidating as he had in the oddly flickering lights and darkened room that was the nightclub.
"You're friends with Xlaits right?" He began, pushing his food around his plate. "How did you get to know him? Was he always that reckless? I mean,
anyone could have recognised him last night." He grumbled, disguising a probe into the feline project's background as being concern for him.
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Teeth chuckled softly, looking over the Merc before him. "Yeah, I'm a good friend of his. He used to help me sneak into the vents, so I could eat." He
smiles, not that he wasn't already. "Yeah, he was always a reckless maniac. Then again, they did train him to do some rather insane things. Defuse
bombs, disable weaponry, even berserk, if he was caught." He nods in affirmation, drawing his tongue behind his teeth. "I met him the day of Collard's
formation. He was being brought to be powered down. I was being brought to be ripped apart. I'm a mistake." He nods.
"I've long since lost a lot of my memory." He clicked his teeth gently, still chuckling a little. "I guess that's another flaw I can add to the list."
He wiggles his toes, his tail-stump wiggling. He had bitten it off and eaten it after he was denied food. "I only escaped, by eating the biter's mask,
and eating one of the guards, slipping away though a vent." He nods. "I'm glad the labs got shut down. no more abominations like me."
That was sad that he could say that with such an opposite emotion. Wouldn't someone be sad that they were a failure? No, Teeth was the opposite.
"I wasn't able to see his eyes up there. Despite knowing what color they are, I couldn't tell with all that spinning and flipping..." He chuckles.
"Though, it was ballsy of him to actually lean down and kiss members of the crowd! He's really freed up since he escaped." He nods, a little,
suppressed giggle being released. "He does have pretty eyes, if you think about it. As do you. You remind me a little of him. I don't know why..."
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Fenrir wasn't sure he'd ever get used to the project's eating habits. It seemed as though Teeth ate anything and everything he could get his hands on.
However, the mercenary was beginning to realise that the projects he came across all had their own strange habits and abilities. He seemed to attract
the odd ones. Why couldn't he have been accompanied by one of the successful projects, one of those made for the porn magazines he liked to read? Did
broken or failed projects just seem to attract each other or something?
Still, despite how freely Teeth was giving information, Fenrir wasn't ready to do the same. He was a failed project too so he knew how Teeth felt,
since he'd been sent to be recycled for parts. However, in Fenrir's case, he was actually starting to become the weapon they'd wanted him to be. He
wasn't upset at being a failure, he was worried about what would happen to him if he ended up being successful.
He listened to the facts presented to him, learning a little more about Xlaits, a little about Teeth. He supposed that he would do well to learn as
much as he could about them, in case anything ever came up. "There will always be more labs, more 'Projects', whether they be for war or pleasure." He
muttered, sighing slightly and tugging on an ear. With Teeth seeming oddly more civil, the merc felt as though he could finish his breakfast, so he
picked up his fork once more.
When he was complimented, Fenrir just looked away, frowning slightly when it was mentioned that he reminded the odd hyena-type of Xlaits. He wasn't
really sure what to make of that. Was that a good thing? Or was Teeth just getting some residual scent of Xlaits off him and that was what was
reminding him of their mutual friend. Whatever it was, it wasn't important, or at least he didn't think so.
Since he wasn't about to start caring and sharing his own background, he thought about the one thing that had really stood out. "Collard?" He queried,
forking some egg into his mouth. He wasn't sure how much, if anything Teeth would remember since he'd mentioned that his memory wasn't up to snuff but
it sounded like it was something he should find out about. He also wanted to know if Teeth knew anything about any other projects that were going on,
or anything about Project Fenrir, but such things he didn't ask. He wanted to know about Collard. It sounded like something he should know about.
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"You don't know about Collared?" He almost drops his jaw, but stops himself. "They're the reason military labs got shut down, and the war ended." He
simply nods. "Not too much is known about Collared. I heard that they were originally a band of mercenaries, that wanted to see the end of the war."
One of Teeth's ears flicked as he heard a small dispute trying to be settled in the other corner of the room. He looked back, looking for the source
of the annoying disturbance... of course giggling like an idiot.
A fox-type project, dressed in a pristine, white nurses outfit, was having a small spat with another, much meaner looking 'spiker' type, the ones made
for home defense. Both of them were really arguing a point, and it looked as if it got any hotter, the fox would get crushed and impaled by the
porqupine-esque man.
And of course, Teeth was chuckling.
"You know, someone should stop them." He cuckles, licking his teeth as he turned around. Nodding, he looks at the wolf. "Please don't let me be the
one to have to break it up."
The nurse's tail was bristled and perfectly straight out, a sign that it was annoyed, though, from this distance, it was hard to distinguish the fox's
gender. But, from the obnoxious spiker's side, it was clear that the brute was a man. No shirt, built like a tank, and the range of emotions and
intellegence of a peanut.
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Collared sounded like something he should have been in. It sounded right up his alley and he wondered why in the hells he hadn't joined it. Having
said that, Fenrir wouldn't have wanted an end to the war. He was surprised that it was thought that mercenaries though. Every mercenary knew that war
was what got them jobs, war was what gave them a purpose, what filled their pockets. Before the mercenary guilds began springing up, war was the only
way a mercenary survived. They wouldn't want it to end, they'd want it to continue, it was their livelihood. They may have started out as mercenaries
though, and perhaps Collared had offered them a better source of income or they wanted to change things or some other excuse.
His own ears twitched about the same time that Teeth's did and he too looked over at the disturbance, but after a quick glance, he looked away again.
"Not my business." He dismissed. He was a true blue mercenary, not doing anything if it didn't result in him getting paid. "There are bound to be
security staff on the cruise who are paid to break up fights like that, there's no need for us to get involved." He muttered, looking down at his food
and chewing on some more.
"You don't have to do anything either, leave it to those who jobs it is to deal with fights like that." He ordered lightly. He didn't want to get
involved, didn't want to draw attention to himself and most of all, didn't want to do someone else's job if he wasn't going to get paid for it. Real
altruistic kind of guy.
With the fight going on though, Fenrir didn't think he'd get any more information out of Teeth until it was over so he went back to finishing his
breakfast, mopping up spilled egg yolk with a piece of toast.
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Xlaits steps in the way of the quarreling two, still slightly damp from his shower. "Those who bicker and quarrel ofer such trivial things deserve to
see their own downfall happen. Spiker unit, leave, or have my body to deal with." His eyes were closed, facing the latge, tank-like man. His arms were
outstretched, blocking the aggressor's pathway. The Spiker, of course, roared in anger, spinning a punch at Xlaits' face. Using the momentum, he spins
the entire man around, throwing him against the wall, his spikes actually sticking into the tough metal.
The fox just froze in place with the sudden appearance of a lone stranger, willing enough to stand a beating from one of the burliest of the home
security line. Having witnessed what could only be another security project, take out the thick-headed tank of a man was incredible. As Xlaits turned
around, he picked up the fox, walking him over to the table where Fenrir and Teeth sat, setting him down.
"You know, guys... you could have stepped in at any time."
There was somethign different about Xlaits' form. He looked more... scholarly. He seemed as if millions upon millions of years of knowledge were
inside that skull of his, and was used to defuse what could have been a very bloody and grim situation.
It took a moment for the fox to speak. "Thank you..." the feminine voice sparked Xlaits' interest, causing him to face the nurse-clad being. "I'm
Renard... Nurse Renard." He nods, his ears twitching just to the sides of his cap. It was a guy, dressed in women's clothing, but he did look
legit.
"You're welcome, Renard."
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When Xlaits stepped in, Fenrir almost sighed and rolled his eyes but he kept his head down and ate his breakfast, putting the cutlery down when he was
done. Resigned to the fate of having some kind of lecture from the tiger-type, Fenrir sipped from his glass of juice and tugged on one of his ears.
When the nurse was brought with him, Fenrir thought nothing of it, though he was a little irritated that Xlaits was making more project friends.
Friends were a liability, they could go to the authorities and give them up. The fewer people who knew who and what they were, the better, in Fenrir's
opinion. He thought Xlaits was endangering them by socialising.
At first, Fenrir didn't think there was anything wrong with the fox-type that joined them but then it opened its mouth and all thoughts of it being
normal were dashed. He, or she, seemed to be less of a threat than Xlaits, Teeth or himself but he was beginning to understand that appearances
weren't everything.
Fenrir didn't give his name, just drained his drink and pushed the glass away from himself, standing. By far a more antisocila creature, Fenrir took
his leave in much the same way that he had when he had been in the the club the previous night, leaving the table with a curt 'excuse me' and then
leaving the restaurant. He stopped briefly back at their quarters to find out the entertainment program that he'd left in there and tried to decide
what he intended to do to will away the hours on board the ship that day.
He eventually decided to head up to the ship's gymnasium and so gathered some shorts and a thin vest to wear while he worked out. Once he was ready,
he headed off and was soon working away lifting weights, though he'd gotten wind of a ring further inside the gym where projects were having friendly
sparring sessions and he intended to check it out.
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