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'Out of gear, clutch out, E-brake on, ignition off.' was what ran through Dust's mind as he pulled into a free parking space outside his local gymnasium, the key to his new little hatchback sliding free of its mechanism with ease as his mental checklist came to an end. The Ragdoll feline pulled down the sun guard, the corners of his dark brown mouth curling into a sinfully proud smirk as he ran his finger and thumb across the length of a particularly out-of-place whisker before pushing that visor back up and in to place.

"A productive day at work deserves a productive session at the gym; what's on the menu for today." Dust muttered happily to himself, thinking out loud as he unlocked his phone, opening up his trusty GymTrainer-TM app and scrolling to the appropriate date. "... hmm ... rowing machine then cross-trainer followed by squats - my favourite!" he spouted, elated by the idea of giving his behind a workout.

Invigorated by the good news, Dust pulled the door's handle and pushed the door open wide - being sure to check for other vehicles beforehand of course - as he disembarked from his car with a sprightly agile hop. The feline stretched a little before turning back towards his car to retrieve his gym bag from the back seat, having to lean right into the car and over the centre console to reach it.

"Come on... just a little... there!" he exclaimed excitedly as his outstretched paw snagged the D-loop handle of his small duffel bag; but without support, the feline soon found himself falling into the car. That was until an unseen individual grabbed at the belt of the feline's shorts, halting his fall before helping to pull the hapless feline free.

"You know; if you slowed down a little, you would have had the blessing of hindsight to see that it would've been easier to grab your sack from the other side." rumbled a low voice from behind Dust, the comments being followed up by a rather jovial chuckle. Dust held on to the frame of his car for support before he turned back to see a towering figure blocking out the sunlight; Dust put his feet on the tarmac before trying to make eye contact with the figure.

"I'm sorry but I can't see you, what with the sunlight and all. Thank you for your help though! Seems you were in the right place at the right time!" The feline said in a show of thanks to the mysterious stranger, turning to lock his car door before moving away from his vehicle to try and identify the the individual.

"The names Cobalt, but m' friends jus' call me Cob; and please, I couldn't just walk right by when I see someone in trouble. That'd jus' be rude." He said with yet another light-hearted chuckle.

As the feline stepped away slightly from Cobalt - and as his eyes slowly adjusted to the conditions - he would begin to make out the image of a rather tall, rather handsome looking Percheron stallion. His fur was mostly black apart from his white hands and his sandal-clad feet, but more to Dust's delight was his easily defined muscle groups that were lined with myriad contrasting white tribal-esque stylised markings. Dust didn't realise that his cute little mouth was slowly beginning to drop as his eyes gradually rose to meet Cobalt's own emerald green eyes.

"So uh... you headin' into the gym or..?" Cobalt asked after a moment or two of awkward silence, his hand rising to the back of his neck, acting out a living cliché in his show of embarrassment. Dust blinked a few times,watching the stallions lips move before paying heed to the sound that escaped them.

"O-oh, of course! So sorry about that, I just finished work so I'm a little dazed; please. after you!" he said with the same level of enthusiasm as before, turning to lock-check his vehicle before quickly catching up with the stud who had already begun to make his way inside. Dust kept a few paces behind the stallion, giving himself time to adequately examine the male before him, comparing him to himself: Dust was athletic in his physique - slender, with more of his workout regime aimed towards keeping on top of a well balanced, light-weight form; Cobalt on the other hand seemed to focus on maintaining a lean yet muscular physique, a form built upon the ideals of efficiency and strength to produce a sleek and powerful, high performance and endurance machine. The pair met yet again, side by side at the check in desk with Cobalt looking down upon the feline who was still beaming a gleefully innocent smile as he handed over his membership card and cash to the attendee.

"Thank you... Dust! You may enter when I check in your friend!" the mare said happily, looking back to the stallion, holding out her hand in waiting.

"It's your turn handsome, and it's a pleasure to see you again, as always!" she said, her tail lightly whipping behind her as they exchanged smiles. Cobalt gave off his usual jovial chuckle as he handed over his card and accompanying cash before turning towards the turnstile.

"Thank ya sweetheart, see ya in a few!"

With that, Cobalt pushed through the turnstile, now following after the feline, now getting his own chance to size him up. The stallions mind began to wander - just as Dust's did - as he watched the felines rump bounce from side to side, his imaginary hands holding the slightly concave frame that was his waistline as his strides carried him closer and closer. Before he could get any closer, a voice called out to the stallion, rousing him from his daydream.

"Yo, Coby! How ya doin' man!?"

Cobalt turned his head towards the individual as he continued to follow Dust involuntarily, waving at his gym buddy but opting not to stop by for a chat as he followed Dust to the locker rooms.

"You know, you can go off and do what you normally do around here, don't you?" Dust said, a slight warmth spreading to his cheeks as he realised that the stallion was still nearby, picking out a lower level locker to dump his bag inside before taking his black hoody off along with his purely-for-show belt, now wearing only his tan gym shorts, white tank top and black running shoes.

"Oh yeah, I know. I was going to ask if you'd like me to spot you for the day? I do part time PT work, and I haven't got anything pressing that I need to do today... if you'd like the company, that is?" Cobalt replied, looking into his eyes and noting the slightly reddened cheeks as he too threw his gym bag into his raised locker. Cobalt came dressed for the occasion, and as such, had no need to get undressed further as he locked and withdrew his locker's key.

"O-oh... I wouldn't want to impose..." Dust said as his eyes sunk to the floor, his ears dropping slightly as his tail stopped moving entirely. Unfortunately for Dust, his change in demeanour was far too noticeable for the stallion to just stand idly by and say nothing.

"Hey come on, don't be like that; It'd be my pleasure, Little One." He said with a warm hearty smile.

A shiver ran down the felines back as that nickname was placed upon him, his head lifting up just to be able to make their eyes meet, showing the sheer differences in their relative heights; Dust stood at a modest five foot eleven, modest that is in comparison to the eight and a half foot tall stallion before him that is. Cobalt smiled as he watched joy begin to filter back into the felines bright blue eyes until it bubbled over into the form of excitable on-the-spot jogging, the felines hands clasping together in front of his chest.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you! Come on, I was going to hit the rowing machine today, but I think someone is already on it. To the cross-trainer!" He said as he unclasped his hands only to wrap them both around the studs right hand, trying to tug the hulking mass of weight that was the Percheron along with him and out of the locker rooms. The stallion sighed warmly, smiling as he followed the feline out and through the various pieces of equipment, not acting completely like dead weight as Dust led them to the first station.

"Ugh... the cross-trainer... I much prefer swimming to shed calories." Cobalt said distastefully, snorting heavily at the very idea of having to mount such a device himself as he watched Dust deftly hop up, landing skilfully within the feet plates. "Heh, so cats do always land on their feet, huh?" He said with a wry snigger, crossing his arms over his broad chest. Dust pouted at Cobalt before beginning to go through the motions that the machine demanded, working his legs and arms at the same time whilst keeping a relaxed yet upright posture.

What he didn't tell Cobalt was that he'd been a standing member for at least 8 years now, and knew how to use each and every machine that the Gymnasium had to offer; what he truly desired was to keep that stallion around him as long as he could. Dust closed his eyes during his regimes, opting to hum to tunes that he'd heard on the radio that day, his tail flitting from one side to the other as his round cheeks bounced from side to side, again and again. Cobalt nodded to himself, paying attention to the felines good form as he circled around and behind the feline, soon becoming mesmerised yet again by those bouncing mounds of flesh.

"Hmm..." He let slip out, his eyes half beginning to lid before they sparked open in an instant. "I'm just going to nip to the bog real quick Dust. I'll be back soon!"

Dust's eyes opened suddenly - having not realised that the stallion had moved behind him - before watching him dash off through the other gym goers at their stations, wading deftly through the masses on his way to the toilets. The feline balanced on one foot, riding the motion of the cross-trainer to its peak before using the momentum to effortless hop off the machine, breathing somewhat laboured as he furrows his brow.

"I wonder what's up with him. Hmm..." He mused to himself before opting instead to follow after the stallion. Dust found it far easier to pass through the gym-goers than Cobalt did, simply twisting and turning on the move as if dancing to an unknown tune as he arrived at the door to the mens'. Dust opened the door slowly, peaking through the crack until he managed to spy Cobalts form; The stallion was washing his face with cold water, splashing the clear fluid against his features before leaning against the porcelain as he looked up to stare into the mirror at himself.

"I wonder what he could be-"

Just as he began to think aloud, a gym member intentionally barged groin first into Dust, the bull's acrid bodily odour flooding into the felines nostrils, but not early enough to warn him.

"Hey! Move it!" He blasted remorselessly as Dust fell through the door and onto the floor, placing his hands first to cushion his fall.

"Dust?- Hey! Cut the shit Marv, and pick 'im up!" Cobalt bellowed as his brows creased inwards, infuriated by the bovines lack of care as his fists began to ball up.

"The fuck... Cob? Shit, sorry man, I didn' realise he wer with you. I thought he was just another peepin' tom-cat." He blurted out, taken aback by Cobalt's defensive stance. The bull leaned down on one knee to help the feline up, easily lifting him up into the air, setting him back onto his feet before dusting him down a little. "Sorry bud, it was an accident, yeah?"

Dust scowled at the bull as he watched him scurry back out of the toilets to avoid angering the stallion further, turning back to the stallion who'd moved closer considerably since last he saw.

"Are you okay Dust?" Cobalt asked, getting down onto one knee as he began to fuss and inspect the felines body for any damage the bull or fall may have caused. Cobalt's digits began to explore and brush over parts of the felines form - raising Dust's arms and adjusting his clothing accordingly. Dust's eye lids slowly began to lower as a soft purl began to sound out and rise from his throat; he didn't resist, not flinching even in the slightest as the the stallion's closeness aided in reassuring him, his scent pleasing to the senses, and his fingertips causing the slightest brush to become a tsunami of physical gratification. As Cobalt's hands drifted over the felines shoulders, tracing lines down his biceps and forearms and over his hands, Dust found his own hands attempting to reach out and keep contact with Cobalt's, surprised in fact when he opened his eyes to see the stallion's hands cupping his own.

He watched as one of Cobalt's hands moved away from his, only to bring a single digit to his chin; a gentle and caring pressure began to press against the underside of the felines chin, causing his head to tilt back slowly until the stallions lips came in to view: all that Dusty could see was a pair of short-haired ebony lips, accompanied by a pair of large nostrils which blew hot breath over him as the stallion exhaled. Dusty's ears almost instinctually flattened back in a sign of submission as his lightly worked body hung lifelessly upon that single digit, only able to breath and utter a single word on the end of his exhale.

"Cobalt-"

That was all Dusty could utter before he felt those prickly yet velvety soft lips press against his own, the scent of stallion becoming somewhat stronger in the air as his sense of touch and taste were set on fire - sent into a state of complete and utter disarray as that stud slowly began to push his wide tongue past those cute little lips. Not feeling him move away, Cobalt's right hand released the felines, coming to rest behind his head as Cobalt's left hand brushed across from his chin to cup his cheek, tilting his head to one side as that tongue pushed further inside, progressing that soft initial peck into a more passionate embrace.

Cobalt's eyes remained open the entire time, his emerald eyes half lidded yet still watching as those blue eyes slowly begun to roll back behind their respective lids, the stallions tongue meeting with his own; the stud would continue to push onwards even as their saliva began to mix, only pulling away as he felt the felines hands beginning to press against his pectorals through the fabric of his tank top.

"Gah... C-Cobalt... w-we should probably-" Dust said as he broke the kiss, panting from the embrace, only to be cut off mid sentence.

"Yeah, I know... Little One." Cobalt huffed softly, confirming the idea that Dusty was thinking, a strand of saliva shared between their lips as the stud's cheeks became just as flushed as those of the male before him.

Cobalt was the first to get up, his hands having moved down to grasp the felines fit waistline to help him up and off the floor only to then man-handle the trembling male up and into his muscular arms, cradling him as he carried him off towards the shower cubicles just through a side corridor. Dust's arms draped over the broad shoulders that belonged to the stallion, linking together behind his firm neck as his half lidded blue eyes scantly broke contact with any of the studs facial features; his hearing was filled with a mix of high-pitched static and throbbing heartbeats as his various nerve branches tingled as if a prickly cactus were rolling gently over every square inch of his body.

Cobalt nudged a cubicle door open with his shoulder, tenderly edging inside before slowly setting the feline down, turning to lock the door behind them after he'd checked that the coast was clear.

"Hey, you okay Duster?" Cobalt queried quietly as he turned back towards him, the ragdoll currently seeming to take on his namesake. "Hello?... Dust?" He quizzed yet again, waving his hand before his eyes in an attempt to rouse him from his waking dream.

"Hmn... hm? Oh, sorry about that, I don't know what came over... oh wait, how could I forget." He said softly as his amorous confusion slowly grew into an aware arousal, beginning to purr as he got his bearings, the pupils of his eyes sharpening to daggers in focus as he looked up at the stallion. Dust's tail started to gently flick from side to side as he moved closer to the Cobalt, his hands rising up, gently pressing and kneading against the muscle fibres of the studs pectorals.

"Heh... welcome back, Little One."

"Mpf... do you really have to keep using that on me Cob? You really don't know what its doing to me..." The feline admitted openly as his claws began to extend unconsciously, his hands slowly gliding south, the sound of slowly tearing fabrics bouncing and echoing off of the tiled surfaces inside the cubicle.

"Oh... I think I do know what it's doing to you, and ..." he whispered softly down to Dust. The feline watched wide-eyed and lips parted as the studs arms crossed over his chest, his fingers hooking beneath and inside the hem of his ruined tank top before he brought his arms back up whilst uncrossing them to remove the article of clothing from his torso. Now Dust could see to what extent those tribal markings extended, his paws raising once again to lightly trace over the bold lines, the white of those markings bordering sharply with the black of his natural fur colour. "... it only makes me want to say it more."

Dust's heart rate rose just that little bit more as he marvelled at the stallions sprawling chest, the felines breath becoming short and sharp, barely able to keep himself from panting like a common canine as his knees began to show signs of weakness, his training shorts beginning to show more obvious signs of attraction than even that.

"G-God damn it Cob... y-you look great." Dust admitted as he stepped slightly closer, resting his head against the studs sternum to help shade his rosy cheeks.

"hush now... I think its time that I helped you to undress, don't you? You're looking a little.. confined, to me." He whispered softly, feeling that small yet rigid feline pitching pole poking him in the thigh. Without further need for an answer, Cobalt set about removing Dust's own tank top, tossing the article of clothing down to one side next to his shredded top before his hands returned to Dust's form, stroking softly down the ragdoll's chest; those fingertips felt like like any other, but the sensation they left behind seemed to linger as the stud's digits drew lower until they sank in behind the elastic hem of Dust's workout shorts. Dust stood motionless with his arms down beside him now as the stallion slowly pulled down on his shorts, taking to one knee in the process. The feline's eyes were half glazed and looking straight ahead over Cobalt's back as he relied purely upon the feedback that his senses fed to his brain to work out what he was doing down there as he denied himself from looking down further. As those shorts hit the floor around the felines trainers, there was a break of sensations - an empty feeling of nothingness that left Dust feeling slightly more needy and wanting - before he felt moisture and warmth surround his pulsating prick; Cobalt's lips were now wrapped securely around the base of the felines arousal, creating a gentle vacuum as those lips slid back up that lightly veined and cut human erection, the stallions wide flat tongue caressing the entire underside of that cock before the stud reluctantly pulled off and away to stand back up, leaving Dust teased and at attention. With a cheeky grin, Cobalt turned around to face away from the feline, placing his palms upon the tiled shower walls before raising his tail up and to one side to expose his velvety soft and heart shaped donut of an asshole to the quivering feline.

"Come on Little One, don't tell me ya got cold feet now?.." He said, attempting to provoke action from Dust as the stud stared back at him from over his shoulder, his emerald eye almost glittering. "... I know you didn't hang a few steps back in the parking lot for no reason, now did you."

Dust caught his lower lip with one of his upper canines as his eyes met with the stallion's firm round behind, his hands joining together - almost in worship - as he thanked whatever higher power had brought these two together. Dust took one glance up at the stud's watchful eye before darting back down to that heart shaped round of flesh; he quickly slipped out of his trainers, kicking them and his shorts to one side - he wasn't wasting any more time now.

He carefully dropped to his knees, those hands that were once held in prayer now placed upon each of the equines cheeks as his muzzle pressed into the crease between them. His body quivered as his lips parted, his hands pushing at those rounds of flesh to get them to separate further before Dust pressed his muzzle in against the equines tail-hole; he moaned softly to himself as his tongue gently ran around the rim of Cobalt's donut, making a vain attempt to tease the stallion before quickly pushing that tongue into the creased centre, only teasing himself as those moans quickly became muffled, the feline fully appreciating now the gift that the stud had given him.

Cobalt rested the side of his face against the cool tiling of the shower unit, taking what time he could whilst the feline was distracted to try and calm down and think about how he could best make use of their time in the cubicle. As the stud thought, Dust was unrelenting in his show of affection - choosing to breath through his nose when he could rather than break contact between his furred lips and the stallion's hole; as a result though, the studs shorts were similarly becoming rather uncomfortable - too uncomfortable now to ignore.

After giving him a few moments more of heaven, Cobalt reluctantly lowered his tail as he stepped towards the wall, Dust's mouth being pulled away from that velvet button. Like a child having had his favourite snack wrenched from his hands, Dust's eyes darted up towards Cobalt's own; his mouth was still hung open, his tongue - covered in saliva - still hanging out.

"W-whats the matter?" Dust asked at the instant Cobalt pulled away, his cock twitching between his legs, rising quickly and falling with each and every passing second. It didn't take too many seconds for Dust to realize why the stallion had moved away though; as Cobalt turned to face the feline, nothing was left to his imagination. Starting from the stallions groin, a thick tubular mass could easily be seen pressing against the fabric of his gym shorts, and as Dust's blue eyes traced further and further along the mass, he came to see the tip of the equines manhood poking out of the right leg hole of his shorts.

"Jesus Christ..."

"Come on, its becoming uncomfortable..."

Dust shook his head as his eyes refocused, quickly reaching for the stallions tie that kept his shorts up. In moments, he had the tie undone before his fingers slipped behind the hem of the studs shorts, giving them a quick tug down as they fell to the stallion's feet; as they did, the scent of the aroused male before Dust washed over him, filling his sense of smell which only helped to stoke the already raging fire within him. He remained on his knees as the stallion's veined pink and black dappled cock came to rest heavily over the felines shoulder and down his back, already feeling heat radiate off of it as his eyes gazed upon those large black ovular testicles.

Natural submissive instinct took over from this point as both hands reached around the base of Cobalt's cock, giving it a gentle squeeze before beginning to massage into the throbbing flesh. Dust closed his eyes as he leaned his cheek against the flesh that rested upon his shoulder, turning slightly towards it to give the mass a passing taste - his textured tongue giving one lick before realizing that one was never going to be enough. He left one hand to massage around the base as his other began to trail upwards, squeezing around the medial ring as Dust's tongue began to travel up and towards the fleshy head of the equines cock. His tongue passed over the semi engorged tip's rim before circling the entire outer edge, the textures on the felines tongue causing the semi hardened mass to stiffen - reacting accordingly to the ample stimulation applied. As his lap around the outer edge was completed, Dust dragged his tongue towards the lower center of the tip of Cobalt's flesh before pursing his lips against it, gently suckling upon it whilst being sure to leave an ample amount of saliva behind.

"Jeez... you might be new to stallions, but you're certainly not new to men." Cobalt huffed as his large hands softly fell upon the felines head, his fingers and thumbs coming together to rubs Dust's ears affectionately as he watched the feline practically lubricate his cock with saliva.

"What can I say: I know what men like, and I know what men need. Right now, you need those balls emptying, and I think I'm just the kitten to do it." Dust responded, emitting an aura of pride as he left the stud's cock dripping, his hands still moving up and down Cobalt's flesh, massaging that meat and distributing that saliva accordingly.

After a few more moments of stroking and caressing, Dust relieved his hands of their previous duty before getting up and onto his feet once more; his sultry expression gave Cobalt only a single idea of what was to come - which was quickly confirmed as Dust turned to face away from him, his head turning to show off a single blue eye, just as the stallion had previously done to him.

"I hope you're ready for me, Dusty." The stallion warned as he stepped up behind the feline, those firm hands holding on his lithe waistline, helping to stabilise the male in place.

"D'you think I'd put myself in a position like this if I didn't feel like I was ready, big guy?" He quipped back, spreading his feet apart that little bit further as his tail rose up and against Cobalt's chest, his back arching inwards slightly until he felt that soft and well lubricated horse tip press against one of his cheeks. The stud chuckled as he listened, taking himself in hand as he moved the tip of his cock over the felines tail-hole.

"I suppose not... but don't say I didn't give you fair warning."

"I think I should be the one to give you... hnn... fair warning.~"

The stallion chuckled softly to himself, saying no more as he gently began to push his hips forwards, smirking as he increased the pressure his fleshy tip put upon the felines entrance. Dust seemed hold his position well, his claws extended and gouging into the cubicle divider as he too began to press back against the invading intruder. He hung his head as he tried to relax, his entrance slowly beginning to stretch and expand until he felt the rim of that equine's semi-engorged flare suddenly pass his bundle of muscles, sounding out a sharp gasp that echo'd off the cubicles walls as that stallion's tip sunk at least three inches past the aforementioned ring. Cobalt came to a stand-still, halting his advance to give the feline ample time to relax and adjust to the invasive tool that he had just forced inside him.

"I-Is t-that all you've got, big guy?" Dust stammered as he pushed back against the cubicle wall, feeling that round of flesh dig deeper inside him, his back naturally arcing and straightening in the appropriate areas to angle himself for better penetration as he sank a further three to four inches of Cobalt's cock deeper inside him. But just as he thought he was doing so well, he seemed to come to a complete stop.

"F-fuck..."

"Yeah. Just so you know, you're about half way down." The stud admitted in a smug tone, his erection throbbing heavily inside the feline as if a second heart had been implanted.

"I need you.. to take over."

Cobalt smirked as his hands gripped slightly tighter around the felines waistline, as if grasping onto the rail of a roller- coaster car before the initial and inevitable fall.

"Let me hear that again, Little One." He teased.

"S-shut up and fuck me you dumb muscle-head." Dust begged affectionately, trying to push back yet unable to find the strength.

Just as he felt the feline try to push back, Cobalt gave a single nudge of his hips forward and against him, feeling his semi-flared tip pass the felines tight inner ring; the action caused Dust's claws to scratch further down divider until the only thing that was left to support his upper body was his cheek. As one hand wrenched up to push back upon the wall - supporting himself adequately once more - his free hand reached back to settle upon the stallion's hand.

"Christ kitten... you're a helluva lot tighter than most I've had..." He said as he slowly withdrew his member, dragging it back through the felines flesh until only his tip remained inside. Slowly, he once again pushed his hips forwards - aided greatly by the felines prior lubrication - until he felt that familiar popping sensation of his tip passing that deeper ring. "... and if I keep stroking past that point, I might not last as long as you'd hope." The stud admitted, his nostrils beginning to flare and his tail starting to flick from side to side.

"I-I don't... ah!... care, as long as... you finish inside.... me!" Dust begged as he adjusted to the stallion's gradually scaling pace, truly beginning to pant like a lowly canine now as he felt each and every vein on that equines erection stroke through and out of his body. With what energy he could muster, Dust attempted to squeeze and constrict his muscles around the studs tool in an attempt to stimulate him as best he could as the stud continued to thrust and plough into him; but thanks to his efforts, Cobalt's semi-formed flare would soon grow to the point that he could no longer withdraw it through Dust's inner ring.

"No other.... choice now!" Cobalt exclaimed over his laboured breathing, his hips putting extra pressure behind each thrust in an effort to thrust a little deeper.

Between Dust's submissive moans, Cobalt's hefty grunts and the wet slaps of his testes colliding with the felines, a few solitary splatters could be heard echoing around the cubicle as Dust unloaded his pent up essence onto the divider that he supported himself against; The rhythmic muscular convulsions that accompanied that most notable sound was all it took to squeeze the stud over the edge.

"O-oh fuck.. I'm gunna nut..!"

Just as Dust had entered into the hyper-sensitive state of his afterglow, he felt the stallion's erection begin to throb and convulse inside him; a great pressure accompanied the stallions climax as his flare grew to full size, being pulled back to wedge against the felines inner ring - forming a plug of sorts that would help to stop any mess escaping.

Both males stopped - chests heaving, hearts racing - as they both enjoyed the tingle of their respective afterglows. Cobalt's firm hands now became gently as they roamed up the felines side before coming to rest upon his chest, gently pulling Dust up until his back pressed against the studs chest, the round impression of his flare now easily visible.

"I-I don't know wh-"

"You don't need to thank me - sweet'eart - as long as I get to see you again." The stud cooed softly as he lowered his head to nuzzle his lips against the felines cheek as his member slowly began to soften. Cobalt supported Dust as his member continued to soften until all that remained inside was his flare; with both males nodding in unison, Dust stepped towards the divider as cobalt stepped away, an audible pop echoing off of the walls before being followed by a not-so-subtle splatter of equine semen dashing the tiles at their feet.

As Cobalt's essence ran down the feline's inner thighs, Dust turned to face the stallion, leaning against him before linking his arms up and around his muscled neck; his blue eyes looked deeply and affectionately into Cobalt's as the stud turned on the shower, water cascading over their worn and sweaty bodies, washing away everything but the knowledge of what they just did.

"Oh.. you'll be seeing me again alright, Cob." He cooed softly to the stallion as water cascaded down their bodies. Dust closed his eyes as Cobalt lowered his head, those dripping lips coming in to contact with his own as they shared one more passionate kiss amongst the echoing pitter-patter of falling droplets.