I'm drunk on...
So turned twenty one recently....enjoying myself a lot lately because of the vacation that was planned during the birthday week. Anyway this story came to me during one of my drunken moments and so I had to edit it a little but liked where the idea came from. Some parts fall under the real category while most are fiction. Really short but something might come from it XP
Hope you enjoy...
'One, two....five. Shit, how many did I have?' I thought, my head against the door to try and stabilize my vision. 'One to many obviously,' I thought before laughing. Five attempts and two key drops later I finally got the door unlocked and managed to stumble inside.
"Shhh..." I hiss to myself as the door slammed shut, only to start giggling from the sound I had made. Even with my paw against the wall I was having some trouble maneuvering, and the strong need to get out of my clothes wasn't helping.
Suddenly the lights came on, causing me to stumble back against the wall. "You're drunk again," I could hear. The tone wasn't angry, but more disappointed or upset perhaps.
Paws slowly left my eyes, squinting as they adjusted to the light. Soon I managed to make out my mate from the fuzzy surroundings, a goofy grin spreading on my muzzle. "Hey baby, I'm home."
"You've been drinking a lot lately."
"Oh?" I asked, my grin widening as my ears relaxed. "Maybe you haven't been drinking enough?"
"I know you've been celebrating because of the promotion," he spoke, voice sounding void of emotion, "but that doesn't mean you need to go out and drink every night."
"But baby," I whined out playfully, "my vacation just started. Well it kind of started at two this afternoon." I could feel my tail wagging behind me as I watched him look me over.
"You worked until five."
"Details," I laughed out, waving my paw up and down as I stumbled to the fridge.
Not sure how long I was there trying to figure out what I was doing before I felt a warm paw over my own. "I cooked up a meatloaf," he said, watching me form the other side of the fridge door. "Go sit down."
There was some effort into getting in the chair, but I managed. I was famished, and moved around impatiently until a plate was placed in front of me. I attacked what was there, stopping quickly as it was hot. I coughed, grinning like a fool as I looked up at my mate. "You kept it hot."
The look of worry was replaced by another blank one. "I figured we have our last home cooked meal together before the vacation. I finished packing your bag since you hadn't yet."
My focus had returned to the food, but my ears perked about the vacation part. I might have, kind of, forgotten about packing for the trip. Oops...
It wasn't long before the empty plate was taken from me, an almost unheard question of if I wanted more asked. I watched as he took it over to the sink, my eyes checking out the wolf that I was allowed to call mine. His body was lean and defined under his white fur, which had markings that made him look as if he should have been a tiger. My eyes traced down to his still tail which slightly covered his 'no-ass' bottom, his words not mine of course...I loved his bottom. Which that lead down to his well developed legs and wonderful foot paws....
'Wait,' final went through my head as I looked at his bottom again, 'he's naked!' I know the mischievous smirk was on my muzzle as I finally noticed this wonderful detail. I had to put a lot of effort into getting out of the chair and trying to walk without falling. Soon my paws were on the counter on both sides of him, not only to trap him but help with my balance. "So," I breathed against his ear, "were you planning on us doing something else before our vacation?"
"Not really," he muttered, ignoring my closeness. "You lost your shirt somewhere, so I'm assuming you were doing tequila tonight."
"Did I?" I muse, looking back towards the hall where most of my discarded clothing laid.
"Heard you having trouble and figured I watch to see what you were doing as you came in. You're glow sticks never moved like you were taking off a shirt." There was a pause as he focused on rinsing of the plate he had cleaned, "What did you do to get the glow sticks?"
A heated chuckle against his ear, which flicked a few times from my breath. "Just a little dancing," I emphasized this by grinding my jock covered sheath against him. The slight hitch in his breathing was exactly what I wanted to hear. "Just the way you like."
"Kai," I heard, as he pushed back making me give him some space. He turned around, white paws coming up to rest against the black fur on my chest to force me to keep my distance. "We need to be up early," he scolded, "you need to get two glasses of water in you and go to bed." My ear quirked up, looking down at those beautiful, defiant eyes with a confused expression. "No it's already past midnight, and we might get six hours of sleep if we're lucky. I don't understand what you were thinking going to a club tonight. I can't comprehend why you would get so wast..."
His little rant lost my focus, but those lips I knew I loved had caught it. It was easy forcing his arms to the side, and fun watching the surprised look cross over his muzzle as I moved closer. Before he had a chance to object again I forced his muzzle up so mine could meet it. He resisted at first, even tried to push me away, but gave in in the end. "That's my boy," I growled against his lips, licking at them and being granted an open maw on the second run.
The paws that had originally been placed to push me away started rubbing my chest, slowly making their way to wrap around my neck. A throaty whine escaped him as I nipped at his neck, paws grasping at my fur. "I did start with tequila," I admitted in his ear, "but can you guess what I ended with?"
I pushed forward to grind against his groin, feeling the flesh that had started to poke from his sheath. The contact of our bodies gained me a stressed no. "I finished up the night with whiskey," I chuckled out. My right thumb rubbing under his muzzle, left paw finding a place on his rump to grope.
The subtle sounds he made were but one way I knew he was enjoying the moment. Another being from the warmth of my mate's fully exposed cock which I felt through my jock's fabric. "We both know what whiskey does to me."
"Kai," he groaned out as I toyed with his ear, "we have to be up early."
I have to say I must have been really drunk. I could have sworn I just heard him tell me no as his arms tightened around my neck, pulling me closer. "Come on baby," I growled again, a fang grazing the edge of his ear. "I need you so bad."
He whimpered as I continued to grind against him, muzzle lifting up higher to expose his neck more. "You're sooo good to me," I breathed out against his neck. I lapped at the fur, I could taste that he had taken a shower recently. Soon my canines were scrapping against his tender flesh as I nipped at his throat, paw sliding down his body to join the other. My large paws soon hefted him up, his legs instinctively wrapping around my hips.
I knew what I wanted, but even in my current state wouldn't go any further unless he said it was okay. I was leaning more into him, nose nuzzling the base of his throat as my perked ears listened to his heavy breathing....or was that mine?
"Kai," he whimpered out, body trembling in my paws.
"What do you need babe?"
"Kai," he sounded like he was pleading.
"You know what I want to hear," I chuckled.
"You," was growled out. "I need your cock in me now."
"That wasn't so hard, now was it?" I asked, pulling back to see him watching me. I raised my muzzle, glad that he understood what I wanted as he leaned down for the kiss. I had to set his ass on the counter so I could pull the now uncomfortable jock to the side. My cock now free, I was able to turn us around so I could lean back against the counter for support.
Our tongues were in a heated match, most of my focus on the kiss as I simple ground between his furry mounds. Apparently one of us was impatient though, a arm left my neck so the paw could take a hold of it, positioning the tapered head to the puckered flesh. A little bit of pushing and I was finding myself entering one of the tightest holes I had ever known.
My mate broke the kiss, the look of pain keeping me from just plowing into him. I watched with half closed eyes, my lust well seated but my heart knowing I had to give him time. I waited until the look faded, a slight nod giving me confirmation to continue. So I allowed him to sink further down my thickening shaft, pulling back every so often to spread my pre around better. It wasn't long before he was taking my whole cock like a pro, moaning and panting against the side of my neck.
I wasn't small in any aspect. Thick muscles under a heavy onyx pelt with white undertones, I was an intimidating wolf. This position, even with my size however, was only good for quick hardcore fucks. So our mating went on and, as I sobered up, I began to notice how my body was starting to tremble from the strain. Muscles had started to develop a burning sensation like after a hard workout at the gym. However, my body wasn't the only one trembling...
"Enjoying yourself?" I growled out, halting our movements so my engorged knot rested against his tail hole. He whined at the sudden stop, fidgeting to try and continue the ride. "Play with yourself," I said as I nuzzled his ear, "I want to see you pawing that wonderful bone of your's."
After a moments hesitation I felt the death grip on my neck loosen, one shaking arm being pulled off to do as I asked. He shifted slightly to reach his leaking cock, my own muzzle tilting to watch as his paw wrapped around it. I could feel the moist heat where he panted into my fur, which only increased as his paw slowly moved over his length.
I was satisfied and begun to move again, thrusting deeper into him so my knot teased his hole. It wasn't long before I felt his body start to shake more, "I'm..."
"Wait," I panted out, doubling my efforts of getting my knot where it wanted to be without hurting my mate. He's ring was just getting tighter as the seconds passed, his climax approaching fast. I loved this point, enjoyed the tight embrace on my flesh.
He suddenly bit into my shoulder, which caused me to force my knot past his clenching muscle. Our unified moan proved the mutual satisfaction. As I ground against him I felt claws begin to dig into my back, ears perking to his muffled cry. We were both covered in his release, and his climax was pushing for me to have my own.
I panted, grinding harder into the squeezing passage but I think the alcohol was keeping me from reaching the ending I wanted. "Need some help?" I hear from the head resting on my shoulder, voice mellow and content from his climax.
My mate straightened up, my eyes following his curiously. I watched as he brought his cupped paw from between us, slowly lifting it to his muzzle before licking up the thick content. He soon lifted my muzzle with the same paw, the scent of his sex heavier from it. As our noses touched I started to pant again, and it was then that he opened his maw. He slowly drooled his seed onto my waiting tongue, allowing me to have something I could never get enough of.
His tongue soon followed so we were sharing a sloppy kiss...that was enough. I grunted into the kiss, my hips doing hard grinds as I filled him. He knew my buttons so well...
I groan as the first ray of light came through the curtain, cringing at the dull throb in my head. "Told you to drink another glass," I heard, squinting to see my mate getting dressed.
I hissed slightly as a sharp pain passed, but grinned at the worried look on his muzzle. "I figured a glass along with everything you gave me would have been enough."
There was a pause, but a smile formed at the edge of his mouth. "Get dressed before we miss our flight."
"Yes, sir."
I got a quick shower before getting dressed, hoping the water would soothe some of my pain away. I mean I had worst hangovers, but still they're annoying. I was buttoning up my shirt when I saw him watching me, the look he had didn't sit well with me. "Kai?" I heard, his voice low.
"Yeah babe?"
"I'm sorry about snapping at you earlier."
"I deserved it," I laughed, watching him from the mirror. "I told you from the start you'll have to lay down the law every once in awhile. I need some enforcement in my life." Yeah, mister dominant here...
"Just when you drink like that," he paused, shifting uncomfortably. "I'm kind of worried you'll end up going home with someone else."
I didn't say anything, trying to focus my throbbing head on getting my cuffs rolled up. He didn't continue talking though, becoming quiet thinking I didn't want to talk anymore. I held up my paws to make sure the cuffs were even on both arms, my tail waging over this simple victory. Looking up I saw his muzzle was down, probably thinking I thought his fears were stupid.
I surprised him as my foot paw pushed on his chest, resting there as I pinned him to the bed. Crossing my arms I rested them on my bent knee, Captain Morgan eat your heart out. "That will never happen," I stated, grinning down at him.
"But if you're drunk..."
"No," I said flatly, rubbing my paw on his clothed chest. "I may lose some things when I'm out, or come home a little late. I may even flirt some, but I will never cheat on you." I moved off him, but quickly pulled him up against me. I brought our noses together before giving him a light kiss. "You're the only thing that I truly get drunk on."
Another kiss and we were back on track to getting ready to head towards the airport. It was as we were heading out the door that I laughed, throwing on a pair of sunglasses. "Besides...I can have as much of you as I want without any horrible repercussions."