Devilot out for a feast
Devilot wakes up, to a brilliant feast. His favorite restraunt, and dinner at his favorite time: five PM. Who was accross the table from him? None other than the nine inch cocked Trevor Whitman. This wolf was drastically drool worthy, I don't believe this night could be anymore mouth watering than it already was. The six foot nine inches Trevor Whitman was staring accross the table at Devilot, staring deep into his eyes like he was about to propose. Big surprise, Trevor was down on one knee proposing moments later. 'What's this?' he thought, filled with emotion. Trevor asked, 'Will you marry me? I know that this is difficult to take in... And we've only known eachother for a month but god damn I know you're the one for me.'
From the depths of Devilot's caring heart, a 'no' came out from his muzzle. 'I'm really sorry Trevor, I just can't right now. With my busy work schedule, it'll be difficult to see you.' he sighs, relieved that that is over. 'Maybe just a little in the future? I still love you' Devilot gets on his knees as well next to the speechless wolf, putting his arms around him. In the corner of Devilot's eye, he sees Trevor pulling out a knife from his back pocket. His eyes widen as he quickly reacts and runs away, jumping over a table. Luckily this restraunt was reserved just for the two of us so no one else was here, Trevor being a highly successful buisness CEO with an obvious short temper. Devilot jumping over the table feels an extreme pain coming from his leg, the knife had pinned him down to the table. From behind him he hears unzipping, and 'I'm going to enjoy this'. What is Trevor doing to him!? He feels an intense feeling coming from his tailhole, something warm and wet. He looks back, seeing Trevor's head burried deep in his cute husky femboi buttcheeks, licking away at him. He blushes, still in pain from the knife in his leg but almost overwhelmed by how warm Trevor's tongue is. It's almost as if he's licking icecream down there. Devilot now growing hard as a rock, Trevor pulls Devilot's cock behind him, stroking it as he continues putting pressure against Devilot's tailhole. Devilot's legs tense as the feelings become intense, making the pain even worse. Devilot moans loudly, not sure what to feel. Trevor pulls up next to his ear, 'keep moaning for me you whore'. Following up with Trevor's cock rubbing up against Devilot's tailhole, 'Nmh..oh god'. 'Please don't put that thing inside of me...' he begged, barely able to finish before Trevor shoving his cock inside of him. 'It's too big...' Devilot struggles, trying to get away as much as he can. Still cautious about hurting his leg any further, he submits to the Wolf's will. The wolf continues pounding away at Devilot's tailhole, howling and enjoying Devilot's increase in moaning. 'I'm going to explode...' Devilot cums, drenching the table cloth below him. The wolf soon after howling, spilling his load inside of Devilot, pulling out and watching it spill and soak Devilot's entire backside.
Immediately following, the furcops show up. Devilot reaches his paw up and screams 'over here!' Trevor gripping Devilot's muzzle shut, 'just shut up!' Devilot starts crying, the knife feeling horrible, he's so miserable from the pain now. Trevor pulls a gun on Devilot, 'Put the gun down!' the cops yell over at him, locked on him and ready to fire. Trevor pulls the trigger, and Devilot's vision begins to fade. 'Being shot feels horrible' Devilot thought, not even hearing the gunshot but only the darkness that follows. He feels himself being lifted, somewhere... Then they're sirens. Devilot falls faster into his inevitable slumber before reaching the hospitle. Devilot has died for his first time.
Awaking Devilot puts his paw around his furmate. His furmate returning the affection, holding him, putting his arms around Devilot and petting his fur. 'Trevor, why do you love me?' Devilot asks. 'Because you're my everything, you know that silly' he replies. Trevor looks down and deep into Devilot's eyes. Devilot feels so good, knowing he's being cared for by someone so loving. Trevor licks Devilot's nose to cheer him up, 'Is something wrong? something seems wrong.' Trevor asks. 'No, it's nothing. I promise. It's just I never knew something so amazing could happen to someone like me. You're just that something amazing. Everything about you is so caring, and loving. What more could this femboi husky ever ask for?'